Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Chapter 164 There is no useless magic!

Flint finally apologized through gritted teeth.

Because he can't beat Darren.

He could only glare at Darren resentfully before leaving with his team.

They went there to provoke someone, but ended up apologizing and slinking back home.

What he didn't expect was that on the way back, he tripped over a suit of armor.

That fall was pretty hard; his nose was swollen from the fall.

And it's not over yet.

Because just as he entered the lounge, he saw Professor Snape.

When Professor Snape saw him carrying a broom, he suddenly remembered that he had lost a Quidditch match last year.

He was severely scolded for this and was even placed in solitary confinement.

Of course, this is just the beginning.

While he was doing his homework in the common room, several Slytherin students got into a fight.

They launched spell attacks at each other, but somehow, many of the spells landed on him.

Before he could even get angry, Becky returned from outside. He was accused of being improperly dressed and dragged directly to Professor Snape's office by her.

Then Professor Snape punished him by making him copy the house rules a hundred times, and he was put in solitary confinement again.

This was only for that day.

From the second day onward, Flint felt even more unlucky.

Even the castle stairs wouldn't cooperate with him; every time he went up, they would change his direction.

As a result, he was punished by the prefect many times.

The prefect believed he did it on purpose.

They did this deliberately to provoke him, the newly appointed prefect.

Injustice!

Flint never had that idea.

He likes Quidditch, doesn't like being a prefect, and doesn't mean anything against prefects.

But no one believed him.

Every time he tried to explain, people would laugh at him for being a coward who dared to do something but couldn't take responsibility.

Each time ended in a fight.

Then he was repeatedly called to Professor Snape's office.

Professor Snape sarcastically remarked that if he accumulated too much solitary confinement, he might have to spend the entire summer vacation in solitary confinement at school.

Flint couldn't understand it. Had he offended Merlin recently?

Darren, of course, had no idea what had happened to Flint.

He's been busy accumulating "Holy Father" points lately.

He has already used his "Holy Father Value" to learn almost all of the second-grade textbooks.

They even have the energy to study some library books.

But the more he learned, the more afraid he became.

Because no matter what books he reads, his talent for dark magic will increase.

It's like every book has a bit of dark magic in it.

He can now close his eyes and conjure up a mischievous spell.

He just doesn't know how powerful it is, because he doesn't dare to use it at all.

October arrived in the blink of an eye.

A damp, chilly atmosphere swept through Hogwarts.

Darren wrapped himself up very tightly.

As a northerner, he really couldn't bear the suffering here.

If you're not properly wrapped up, you could easily catch a cold.

He was unwilling to accept Pomfrey's inhuman treatment.

Because drinking the potion made by the Pomfreys would cause smoke to come out of their ears for the next few hours.

For a little saint like him, this was unacceptable.

That's so damaging to my image.

At this moment, he once again thanked Snape for his decision not to let him join the Slytherin Quidditch team.

Because whether it's Gryffindor or Slytherin.

They were all training outside in the rain at that moment.

Harry always came back completely soaked.

And it was all late at night.

And if there was even a little bit of mud, he would be caught by Mr. Filch and punished.

Darren expressed his condolences for poor Harry.

[Ding, detecting the presence of the Holy Father System around the host, a long-term mission is now issued: Gain 80 points of favor with Mr. Filch (Please do not use system items)]

[Ding! Upon completion of the mission, you have been awarded one draw for a high-level bloodline. Would you like to accept the draw?]

Advanced Bloodline Lottery?

What bloodline did they have before?

Ordinary bloodline?

Now that he's out, will his reputation as Lily's mother be affected?

but.

[Accept!]

Darren quickly found Mr. Filch.

Mr. Filch is a man who looks very fierce.

He has a pair of piercing eyes; when he sets his sights on someone, many younger students will tremble with fear.

Darren was no exception.

He stood pale-faced opposite Filch, his body trembling slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and said firmly, "Sir... I am Darren Porter. Next time my brother gets mud on the hallway, could you please not punish him?"

You can punish me, I can do those chores in my brother's place... My brother's training is already very tough..."

"That's an interesting idea, but why do you think I would agree?"

Filch snorted.

"I'll do anything you ask!"

"You can do anything... Hmph, that's what everyone says... Who do you think you are?"

However, Harry Potter did receive a punishment; he splattered mud all over the hallway yesterday.

Finally, because of Mischief's mischief, he got away... So his punishment is yours: clean my office. Do you dare?

Filch smiled sinisterly.

He saw the boy in front of him flinch.

Yes, Filch's office, Hogwarts, a disgusting place. How could a kid like that do that?

He turned and left.

Another child putting on airs.

For example, that person.

just.

“I dare, Mr. Filch…I dare!”

Darren grabbed Filch's sleeve.

Filch was somewhat embarrassed to see the stains on his sleeve.

"what ever!"

He said coldly.