Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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After a long pause, he continued, "Why don't you tell me where Voldemort is?"

If I go find him now, maybe I can kill him too, and then everyone can live a good life.

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +200]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +200]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +200]

[...]

"Do you think you have the strength to take him down with you?"

Snape said in a mocking voice.

He seemed to want to provoke Darren.

But Darren showed no sign of getting angry.

He decided to take this opportunity to resolve the previous issues as well.

So he looked intently at Snape and said softly, “Anyway, just let me die so I won’t have any more worries. It’s annoying, it’s tiring. Anyway, I know you all know that I can’t sleep every night. Yes, I can’t sleep. I don’t want to pretend anymore.”

I'd rather die than live like this any longer. I want to take my brother away, let me take him away, or let me go and kill Voldemort!

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +200]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +200]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +200]

[...]

Darren pulled out his wand. He took a step back.

Then he chuckled and said, "You can't beat me, so don't stop me!"

"Harry, what's wrong?"

"Snape suddenly shouted."

Darren instinctively looked at Harry.

He then discovered that everyone present had raised their wands and pointed them at him.

"Collapse!"

Darren checked the time. It was exactly twelve o'clock.

[Ding! Use 5,000 Holy Father Points to dispel the spell?]

Five thousand? Why don't you just rob someone? Darren was indignant.

He's using every trick in the book to boost his "Holy Father" rating here.

The system actually charged him 5,000 Saintly Points just for casting a spell to make him faint. But there was nothing he could do about it.

Why did he want to resolve the misunderstandings these people had about him from last semester, who always thought he had some kind of mental problem?

[System, please use it!]

At the same time, a burst of dazzling light flashed. Darren sighed.

I still think these people are too slow.

He and the system even deducted their "Holy Father Value" before these people's spells came. However, he still closed his eyes and landed on the ground.

"That really scared me! I thought Darren was really going to rush out. Thank goodness Severus had a plan!"

Tonks wiped away her tears. Then she went over and helped Darren up.

"Tch, I told you so, he's too soft-hearted!"

"Snape said sarcastically."

Harry was a bit embarrassed.

But I still managed to awkwardly say thank you.

Snape paused for a moment, then smirked and said with disgust, "The famous Harry Potter, he actually knows how to say thank you? Pshaw!"

Harry felt his fists harden.

However, he held back for Darren's sake.

He asked loudly with concern, "We can't keep going like this, can we? Darren will eventually wake up. We can't keep him unconscious forever."

"So, this is what I was just thinking about. At first, I wanted him to forget all of this, but that's unlikely, because many people have already seen the footage from that time."

Forgetting all of this isn't easy, so later I wondered if I should extract his memories.

However, by the same token, it's useless and will only make him more wary.

So I came up with the last method, and I still feel that my mind is very active.

Haha, Harry, you're going to be on trial tomorrow. I think if Darren wakes up and finds you unharmed, he might be in a much better position.

Of course, if none of this works, then I think we should let Darren rest until school starts.

I'm waiting for a therapist to arrive; I think she'll help Darren fully accept all of this.

Darren was extremely puzzled. A psychologist? Her?

He remembered that Nicolas Flamel had already taken him to visit many psychology masters! And why wait until the start of the semester?

But Dumbledore didn't say a word about any of this. He kept it a secret from everyone.

Darren sighed.

He realized he couldn't hear any more useful information. He finally fell into a deep sleep.

But he suspected that while he was asleep, they might have cast a stun spell on him. Because when he woke up again, Harry had already returned from the courtroom, excitedly holding the certificate of innocence, and stood in front of Darren. Darren pretended to be happy and took it.

He never mentioned leaving, fearing that Dumbledore would really let him sleep until the start of the semester.

Although he was curious about the psychologist.

But he had no intention of sleeping until the start of the semester just to see that doctor.

Because he didn't mention these things, Harry and the others didn't mention them either. It was as if nothing had happened.

These people were much more wary of him.

They always had someone keep an eye on Darren while they were talking.

Darren stood up to go to the toilet, which almost scared the others, who thought he was going to confront Voldemort.

In addition, Darren discovered that the gate had also been cursed.

He guessed that the incantation might be Darren and the dog, Darren and the Death Eater, and that the disciple was not allowed to pass by.

This left him speechless.

I really want to tell them that it would be better to just give him a quick and painless treatment, so he wouldn't have to live in such fear.

However, he could only pretend to be nonchalant and continue walking around the room.

Then he saw the portrait of Mrs. Blake.

Mrs. Blake's portrait had been blown open by the wind at some point. Then a scream rang out.

"Who are you? You filthy, vile mud bastard, how dare you step into my house! Get out, get out of here!"

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Chapter 513 The Psychologist Arrives!!

Darren was about to tell the portrait how many noble bloodlines he had when he suddenly noticed many eyes secretly watching him.

He was speechless.

He had intended to say something about the Father, but he found that the voice of Mrs. Black's portrait was too loud, and whatever he said would only be drowned out by her voice.

Most importantly, it's so loud it hurts my ears.

So he had the system secretly apply a deafening plug to his ears. Then he felt extremely quiet.

Everything is comfortable now.

He thought it would be even better if he could cast a tongue-locking spell on Mrs. Black.

Just as he finished plugging his ears to listen to the spell and was casually figuring out how to apply the spell to the portrait, Harry tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and looked.

Harry was speaking to him anxiously.

He then realized that he had used earplugs to hear the spell and didn't know what Harry was saying.

So he had the system cancel the spell's effect. He was finally able to hear the sound.

Mrs. Black's voice had disappeared.

Because Sirius Black drew the curtain in front of Mrs. Black's portrait at that moment.

Darren looked at Harry.

He smiled and asked in confusion, "Brother, what are you talking about? It was too noisy just now, I didn't hear you."