Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Ron said in a low voice.

Darren handed him a glass of pumpkin juice.

"Don't be too nervous. They're deliberately trying to affect your mindset. Look, I'm a Slytherin, but I'm still here to encourage you!"

"But you're no different from Gryffindor, and you're even younger than me. When you encourage me, I always feel like a child is encouraging me!"

Ron said dejectedly.

Harry suddenly took the cup in front of Ron, and held a small bottle in his hand, which he ran his fingers across Ron's cup.

"Harry, what did you put in there?!"

Hermione asked angrily.

Ron also sensed something.

He suddenly picked up the pumpkin juice and drank it all in one gulp.

Hermione looked at the two of them in horror: "You, you, you'll be expelled..."

"Hermione..."

Darren tugged at Rahmin's clothes, a puzzled look on his face.

"What's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

Hermione was even angrier.

She turned to Harry and Ron and whispered, "Have you two no shame? If Darren knew, he'd be heartbroken!"

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"What did we do? Produce the evidence!"

Ron grinned.

He laughed for the first time in several days.

Harry smiled slyly.

"Hermione, I didn't do anything."

"I don't believe it, I..."

Harry and Ron took off running.

Darren seemed to understand why Hermione was angry, and he helplessly pulled Hermione back from rushing forward.

"Hermione... don't go. I know what you mean... you probably think that your brother poured out that bottle of Felix Felicis for Ron, right?"

"You saw it too? Why didn't you stop them? They'll be fired!"

"No, I just realized what you were arguing about!"

That little bottle contained Felix Felicis, but my brother didn't pour it in; he probably just wanted you and Ron to see it.

“What’s the point of letting Ron and me see this? He’s sick… Oh!”

Hermione suddenly realized.

Then she muttered something under her breath.

Then she added sarcastically, "He's so childish, but will this really help Ron win?"

"Probably. If a few more lucky things happen, reinforcing his illusions, Ron will definitely win!"

Darren said with a smile.

Hermione pulled him to sit in the Slytherin stands.

She whispered to Darren, "They're cheating. I think if you could play Quidditch up there, you would definitely win."

Darren whispered in her ear, "But my brother and I are on opposite teams. I don't want to be his rival. I'd rather never play Quidditch."

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]

"I wish you weren't Harry's brother..."

Hermione said softly.

Her words were ethereal and dreamlike, yet she spoke with tears welling in her eyes.

"Hey Potter, why don't you participate in Quidditch? I heard from the other students that you're pretty good at broomstick flying!"

"A new Slytherin student asked this question."

Darren looked back.

He was a student filled with Slytherin honor.

He laughed and said, "My broom flies well, but my Quidditch is no good."

"Up in the sky, I just wanted to save people; I was even too embarrassed to knock someone down with a broom."

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +20]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +10]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +30]

[bite……]

Slytherin-style Fatherhood value.

The student suddenly realized.

Finally, all they could do was lament, "But our Slytherin Quidditch match was really tough this time. Pursuer Vassell got hit on the head by the Runner and is in so much pain he can't play."

Senior Malfoy also took sick leave, and everyone else seemed to be...

Hermione didn't listen to the rest of what she said.

She was mouthing to Darren in a low voice, "Luckily, Harry really didn't use Felix Felicis, right?"

Darren nodded in assurance.

Hermione frowned.

"Malfoy can get sick?"

Darren smiled without saying a word.

He saw Ron on the field and seemed to have received the news as well, because his expression became even more surprised, ecstatic, and uneasy.

The match has begun! Ron suddenly seems to have divine assistance.

One ball after another.

He seemed to have suddenly become an even better goalkeeper than Wood had been back then.

Even when those people in the Slytherin Field sang "Slytherin is our king" and tried to cause him trouble, he gave them a shout-out.

"A resounding victory!"

As Harry and his friends walked toward the stands.

Ron gave Hermione a provocative smile.

"childish!"

Hermione rolled her eyes.

She took Darren to the auditorium for dinner.

While in the auditorium, Ron was still smugly whispering to them, "You know what, that thing is really effective. It's suddenly become extraordinary!"

"What are you talking about? What's so magical about it?"

Harry pretended not to know.

Ron panicked.

"It's that one, that Felix Felicis..."

He said it in a low voice.

Then Harry, Hermione, and even Darren all laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Darren, you're not going to scold me, but there's Harry too? And Hermione too? Aren't you going to yell at us?"

Ron asked, puzzled.

Harry couldn't help but laugh.

He took out the Felix Felicis.

It was also sealed with wax.

"I just made a feint. I knew Hermione was watching, so I wanted you to think I released it. In reality, I didn't release anything!"

"So, I... I defeated those people on my own?"

Ron said incredulously.