Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

Although only two young masters remain, Master James has left too few Galleons.

It almost cried when it went there a few days ago.

Are its two poor little owners destined to live such a poor life?

"Patch, did I order too much? I'm sorry, I was thinking that there are too many people who are good to me, and I haven't given them gifts yet."

This is the first time I've ever tasted such a delicious cake. I want to share it with Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape... they should all have a taste.

And Patty, I don't know who you are, but you must be a very good elder to me.

Although I'm sometimes told I'm a bit silly, you're so good to me, I can't ignore how good you are to me.

I'm sorry, Patchouli. Please forgive me for taking your kindness for granted.

Darren lowered his head, and his eyes reddened.

He seemed to be trying his best to hold back his tears, just so as not to make the house-elf in front of him think too much.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have gained +100 Holy Father Points.]

Darren accepted the Holy Father Value with a puzzled look on his face.

Not quite right?

The last time he was alone with Dumbledore, he often received 25 Father Points.

He thought at the time that it was because Dumbledore was the only one around, which was why he only gave him 25 Father Points.

But now he only has Patchi by his side, so theoretically he should also have 25 Father Values, but he actually has 100.

Could it be that the amount of "Saint Father Value" gained is not based on the number of people, but rather on how many people are moved?

What he said deeply moved Patty, which is why she said so much.

very possible.

Darren seemed to be deep in thought.

He was secretly sneering at Dumbledore.

The old man appeared to be very moved by him, but in reality, although he was moved, it was only superficial.

Clearly, this old man is hard-hearted, or perhaps he hasn't yet found the old man's emotional triggers.

Darren expressed his contempt for Dumbledore.

I dislike this old man!

He added some dung bombs to Dumbledore's cake in no time!

Of course, even though he had a lot of bad ideas in his mind, on the surface he was still that little boy who pretended to be strong.

Patty was deeply moved by what she saw.

"Suck!"

Patty sniffed hard, and moved, she took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears from her eyes.

“Oh, Darren is so kind. Patchouli is just a house-elf who is about to die, and Darren still remembered to buy her a cake. Patchouli is so touched…”

Patty said while crying.

It felt that it hadn't actually been that good to its young master Darren; it had just come to take care of Darren as its old master had instructed.

But Darren actually remembered to buy it a cake, even though it was paid for with the money Darren had given it.

Darren's young master even said that she was good to him, like an elder...

Woo woo woo.

Patchouli felt that even if she died right now, she would have no regrets.

Darren truly hadn't expected that a house-elf's cry could be so shocking.

He also thought that the description of house-elves in the original work was a bit unrealistic. Patchouli was very clean, very polite, and had its own personality.

but……

Seeing Patty crying her eyes out, Darren got goosebumps.

"No, don't cry..."

Darren offered his sincere, albeit hesitant, words of comfort.

Don't cry anymore, or he won't be able to keep up the act.

Patchouli, if you keep going like this, I won't dare to charge you any more "Holy Father Points" anymore!

P.S.: Slytherin is 14, Dracula is 12, everything else remains the same.

Chapter Eighteen: Encountering the Pull-Pull

After finally calming Patchouli down, Darren remembered Hermione and Mundungus.

"My little master is so kind; he still remembers that Muggle man and his daughter."

Patty couldn't help but sigh, then pressed the video recorder on her waist and continued:

Patchouli took the man named Mundungus to Mr. Dumbledore's office, and Mr. Dumbledore said he was very grateful to his young master and would handle the matter well.

"Of course! If it weren't for the young master, a terrible attack on Muggles would have occurred here. It was thanks to the young master's righteous intervention that this disaster was averted."

Patty looked at Darren with adoration, her big eyes almost sparkling.

Darren, looking slightly guilty, looked away.

Ah this...

This accident would not have happened without his involvement.

"Well, it's not as exaggerated as you say. I just made a small contribution."

And it looked like a misunderstanding; things might have been better if I hadn't shown up..."

However, Patchouli clearly doesn't think so.

It proudly raised its hand and exclaimed exaggeratedly:

"No, this must be a murder!"

My little master is the kindest child in the world. He stopped a riot, and he's so humble! He could even apply for the World Peace Prize!

"Don't, stop talking..."

Darren felt incredibly embarrassed seeing everyone's attention drawn to Patsy, wishing he could dig a Hogwarts out of the ground with his toes.

He felt that house-elves were his natural enemy.

Patty clearly didn't understand Darren's idea.

It was still immersed in praising its little owner.

"Master Darren, you are the greatest little wizard in the world. When you grow up, you will be the second Dumbledore!"

"..."

Darren silently covered his face and moved away from the arrogant house-elf.

If I am guilty, let Merlin punish me!

"Alright, Patchouli, I need to buy a wand. Could you take all these cakes back for me first..."

Darren cried out in anguish.

Forget it, he doesn't want to know what happens next.

He fears he might die in Diagon Alley today.

Patty happily followed, took the cake from Darren's hand, and Apparated away, disappearing from the spot.

Although it reappeared the next second, it still made Darren feel a great sense of relief.

At least Patty is calm now.

“Master, before we buy the wand, we may need to withdraw some money, as Patchouli has spent all the money she brought with her.”

Patty said guiltily.

There aren't many Galleons left at the Potter family's old mansion; only some property deeds and the shampoo formula remain.

If they want Galleons, they'll need to set up their own factory.

Or rent out those plots of land.

Patch didn't think of this beforehand, what a useless Patch.

Patty raised her hand as if to punish herself, but Darren stopped her in time.

"Alright, Patchouli, you've done a great job. I don't know anything, and I'll need your help in the future. Don't punish yourself like other house-elves!"

That would make him seem like a rather fake saint.

He saves others outside, but at home he lets his house-elves punish themselves.

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