Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Chapter 585 This can't be real!!

Harry didn't want to tell anyone other than Darren and the others about his dream about Voldemort.

But it's a pity.

His brain is not as safe as it used to be.

While receiving Occlumency training from Snape, Snape finally witnessed that scene.

As Harry collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, he spoke in a cold voice: "What did you see in that dark room?"

"nothing!"

Harry said without even thinking.

This attitude made Snape very angry.

He roared angrily, "Potter, I'm asking you, do you know why I teach you these kinds of lessons at night, in addition to my regular classes? What's the point?"

“Shut down my brain.”

"Yes, yes, but did you do it?"

You haven't done it at all; you're still dreaming... or perhaps you're just enjoying the feeling.

"Being able to sense the Dark Lord's emotions and see what the Dark Lord sees has clearly captivated you!"

"I am not you, I am not a Death Eater!"

Harry shouted loudly.

His words left them speechless for a long time. Finally, Snape let out a cold laugh.

He pointed his wand at Harry and said, "Let's do it again!"

Darren was thrown violently to the ground by Voldemort.

Darren lay on the lawn, covered in blood.

More than a hundred Dementors rushed towards them, but the guardian spirit of the Azure Dragon pierced through everything...

Harry suddenly realized.

He gradually saw Snape holding his wand to his face.

He suddenly shouted, "Disarm you!"

Snape's wand flew up. Then...

Harry saw a strange memory.

A strange man with a hooked nose like Snape was yelling at a frail woman.

Snape, with his greasy hair, kneels before Voldemort. This is a scene of Snape reprimanding Darren.

Snape put something sinister into a potion...

"Enough!"

Snape roared, his face pale. Harry had been kicked out of his memory.

He was also shoved by Snape.

He stumbled and fell onto the cabinet behind him, shattering a meditation basin. Inside were some silvery-white objects.

That's a memory. Harry knows that.

He saw it twice at Dumbledore's place.

One time it was Darren's memory, and the other time it was Dumbledore's memory. But he didn't care too much about either of them.

He remembered what Snape had put in the potion bottle. It seemed to be poisonous.

Moreover, that potion looked just like the one Snape and the others had given Darren before, Harry thought with fear.

Snape wanted to kill Darren.

But he wasn't sure if he was right, because all potion bottles looked the same.

Moreover, he only felt that what Snape had put out looked like poison, but he couldn't even be sure.

"Recover as before!"

Snape pretended to calmly resume the Pensieve.

He stood before Harry, looked into Harry's eyes, and smiled with satisfaction. One more time, and Harry and Voldemort would be completely convinced that he truly harbored ill intentions towards Darren.

"How about one more time?"

Snape grinned maliciously, looking every bit like a villain seeking revenge.

Harry was terrified of the battle. He was filled with fear.

He knew Snape was definitely looking for a way to get revenge on him. After all, he had seen a lot.

He meant to say that he was leaving.

But Snape had already raised his wand and said, "Leech!"

Harry walked slowly down a corridor.

He longed to push open a door.

He constantly sensed Voldemort's emotions...

The Bureau of Mysteries, he searched in the dim firelight...

"Potter!"

Snape flung his wand away. Harry looked at him in horror. Snape was furious.

"You're still expecting this..."

A woman screamed.

Snape and Harry both perked up their ears.

Snape suddenly said, "Potter, did you see anything unusual when you came down?"

Harry quickly shook his head.

Then the woman's scream rang out.

"I'll go out and take a look!"

"Snape said. He took his wand and went out."

Harry saw him leave, and he quickly followed suit. The shout came from the foyer.

Harry quickly went over.

There was a crowd gathered there. Then he saw Trelawney standing in the foyer.

She held a magic wand in one hand and a bottle of liquor in the other. Two suitcases were thrown down.

But what terrified Trelawney the most was another piece of paper.

"No, that's not true!"

Didn't you expect to be fired?

Umbridge's voice reached Harry's ears.

"You can't even predict the weather... and it's so bad, you should have realized this a long time ago..."

"Umbridge said smugly."

"This is my home, where I've taught for sixteen years..."

Trelawney slumped onto a large box, tears streaming down her face from behind her glasses.

Harry saw Darren emerge from the crowd.

He tried to pull Darren away, but there were too many people, and he couldn't squeeze through. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall also came out, which reassured him a lot.

“Sybil…don’t cry…even if you get fired, you can stay at the school!”

Professor McGonagall said coldly.

Umbridge tried to approach them, but Darren was already standing coldly in front of her with his wand in hand.

He said sarcastically, “You have no right to kick Professor Trelawney out. She is a professor appointed by Headmaster Dumbledore.”

Regardless, Headmaster Dumbledore is the headmaster of this school. You can fire Professor Trelawney, but you have no right to expel her!

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]

[bite……]

"Darren Porter, you seem to have forgotten the punishment you received in my office. I'll make sure you remember it this time!"

"Umbridge shouted. Darren's expression remained unchanged."

He said in a voice filled with the light of the Holy Father: "I don't care, I don't mind, haven't you noticed yet?"