Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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"Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore, you don't know about this yet, do you?"

"Minister Fudge, I heard that you used the highest level of trial against Darren Porter. Do you think the victim is guilty?"

“Dumbledore…”

“Minister…”

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Chapter 201 A Fabricated History!!

Dumbledore and Fudge were stunned.

The two men looked at each other, wondering what was wrong with these reporters.

Darren does know.

It's obvious that the system released a censored version of the record ball, which has already made many people aware of some of what happened at the time.

Although those things were also fake.

But others certainly wouldn't know.

They suddenly discovered that Darren had suffered such terrible torture, and Fudge was interrogating him like a criminal.

Darren himself felt that he was too miserable.

"Potter, I've seen the photo ball from back then, and I'm entitled to ask you if you deliberately wanted those Death Eaters to harm your classmates."

Do you feel that you caused your classmate's death?

After all, if you had kept those Death Eaters in check from the beginning, wouldn't your classmate have survived?

Do their dead eyes torment you day and night? Do you regret what you did for them?

Just as Darren was deep in thought, a gloating voice rang in his ears.

"Shut up!"

Dumbledore glared at the female reporter.

"Rita Skeeter, how dare you insult a hero like that! I will definitely file a complaint against you!"

Mr. Weasley squeezed in from outside and forcefully covered Darren's ears to prevent him from hearing what was being said.

Darren looked at Rita Skeeter, a woman wearing jeweled glasses and with blonde hair styled in elaborate curls.

She flashed a smile at Darren, her teeth even more exposed than Lockhart's, thinking herself incredibly charming.

This woman looks like an Animagus, or a beetle.

The original text describes the patterns around the beetle's eyes as exactly the same as Rita Skeeter's glasses.

Good guy.

Did they bully him?

He's like Harry Potter!

[Ding, noticing the presence of the Holy Father System around the host, a temporary mission is issued: Stand pale-faced next to Rita Skeeter, expressionless, draw your wand, point it at yourself, and say in a pained voice: I killed them all. You're right, I killed them all. I should have died long ago.]

Then recite the spell to shatter the body into pieces. Do not move while reciting the spell; wait for Dumbledore to intervene.

[Ding! Mission completed. You have obtained a fabricated history. Do you wish to accept it?]

A fabricated history?

What is this?

However, the system will probably explain it to him in a little while.

[Receive]

Darren closed his eyes briefly, and then his eyes instantly turned red.

He turned pale and refused Mr. Weasley's hand that was covering his ears.

Then he looked at Rita Skeeter, who brazenly squeezed next to him.

Rita Skeeter kept pressing him, asking if he felt any remorse.

Damn, this woman is really stabbing herself in the wound.

Darren took a deep breath and slowly pulled out his wand.

Rita Skeeter was startled when she saw him pull out his wand, but then she became interested.

Are you trying to harm me? Because I touched a nerve?

Darren pursed his lips.

This woman is indeed one of the most detestable characters in the original work.

He decided that he would "accidentally" give her a hard time later.

Darren almost burst out laughing at the thought of Rita Skeeter's impending doom.

However, he quickly switched to a blank expression.

He said softly, "You're right. It was all my fault that they died. It was all my fault for doing the wrong thing back then."

I did nothing right, and I caused their deaths... I've felt that way for a long time... You're right, I deserve to die."

His eyes were lifeless.

Dumbledore's heart sank, and he quickly gripped his wand tightly in his hand.

really.

The next moment.

Darren suddenly pointed his wand at his chest and chanted, "Shatter to pieces!"

"There are many obstacles!"

As Darren recited the incantation, an invisible wall appeared in front of him.

Darren shifted his position slightly.

The spell that hit the invisible wall immediately bounced back onto Rita Skeeter.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the mission and obtaining a fabricated history.]

A fabricated history: The host can imagine a history and bring it to life.

Ok.

It's basically a scene card that you can create yourself!

He doesn't know what it's used to add, or if he'll use it later.

At this point, we still have to face the situation before us.

"Ah! Potter has killed someone!"

"Potter is going to kill me!"

"Oh my god! I'm going to die!"

Rita Skeeter screamed.

There was a deep scar running from her face to her neck.

And blood was gushing out of the wound.

There was an uproar all around.

Immediately, a wizard took Rita Skeeter away.

"Don't move, don't look at those... Let's go!"

Mr. Weasley immediately stood in front of Darren, who was about to turn around to save Rita Skeeter.

But Dumbledore's hand was on his shoulder, and he was pulled forward with great force.

Darren even suspected that Dumbledore had cast some kind of spell on him, since he felt that he couldn't move at all and was being dragged along by Dumbledore.

"Arthur, I'll take Darren to Hogwarts first. You can go now. Oh, I almost forgot about Harry. He's in your office, right? Have Harry get back to Hogwarts from the Floo Network in a bit!"

Dumbledore said somewhat seriously.

His gaze then fell on Darren, and he said, "Sorry, I'll break the spell once we get to school."

“Headmaster Dumbledore, Darren…”

"rest assured!"

Dumbledore raised his wand.

He and Darren were instantly transported back to Hogwarts.

Before Darren could even complain about how terrible Apparition was, Dumbledore practically dragged him to the headmaster's office.

"Sit down, my child!"