Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

St. Mungo's Hospital is just as bustling as Diagon Alley.

The injuries people get here are all very strange.

Darren also saw a wizard with deer antlers come here and ask if he would die if he cut off the antlers.

Some people were even running around here, exaggeratedly twisting their waists.

"Oh my god, let me stop! I'm so tired, I'm really exhausted!"

hiss!

I don't know what kind of magic this is, it's so terrible...

[Ding, detecting a scene where the Holy Father System is in action around the host, a temporary task is now issued:]

He overheard Mrs. Longbottom's conversation with the doctor, then walked to the hospital payment counter and transferred the 30,000 Galleons Becky had given him to the Longbottoms' account.

He also said, "I'm just an ordinary person, please don't publicize my appearance, thank you."

[Ding! You have obtained Voldemort's bloodline upon completion of the quest (a portion of Voldemort's bloodline was silently lost on the night he tormented Lily). Do you wish to accept the quest?]

Ah this?

He didn't find 30,000 Galleons too unusual.

His main point was that he was amazed by Voldemort's bloodline.

What is meant by "that night that tormented Lily"?

He remembered Dumbledore saying that Lily had been captured and tortured by the Death Eaters.

How come Voldemort was involved?

And... lost their bloodline?

No, why is it that he doesn't quite understand?

Is the rest something Darren can see without paying?

[Accept!]

Although shocked, Darren quickly accepted it.

He looked around.

There should be Naveen's grandmother around here.

"Neville, go talk to your mom and dad."

Just as Darren was searching anxiously, he heard a familiar name.

Follow the sound.

Sure enough, they saw Neville and his grandmother.

Mrs. Longbottom is very old.

Her face was covered in wrinkles, and her mouth turned down, making her look unapproachable.

She was instructing Neville to go into the ward first, while she stayed outside talking to the doctor.

While Becky was looking for the doctor's office, Darren quietly sidled up and listened.

“Madam Longbottom, the medical expenses are not enough again… Yes, yes, I know they are doing this for the magical world… The hospital is not a charity… Well then, please think of a solution as soon as possible.”

The doctor left in a hurry.

Mrs. Longbottom lowered her head and let out a loud sob, then quickly regained her composure and calmly walked into the ward.

"Let's go. What are you looking at here for?"

Becky grabbed Darren's clothes and pulled him out of the corner where he was eavesdropping.

Darren shook his head.

He was simply amazed that even in the magical world, there were people who couldn't afford medical care.

Moreover, he was a hero back then.

No wonder Neville's first wand was his father's wand.

The official explanation is that he wanted to become like his father, perhaps because his family was really poor.

Although the Longbottom family is one of the Twenty-Eight Holy Families, only Neville's uncle Alge is left to support the family.

Moreover, he also had to support his two younger brothers and their wives who lived in San Mongol, so it was clear that he was struggling to make ends meet.

He wasn't in a hurry to donate money to Longbottom's account right now; Becky was with him at the moment.

This Slytherin girl is already suspicious, and if he donates money in front of her, she might think it's just for show, which would be a bad deal for him.

Even if he was just putting on a show, it still amounted to 30,000 Galleons!

I don't want to be judged like that.

"We're here. This is the place. I've arranged for Mr. Pascot to examine you. Mr. Pascot is also my cousin, a famous physician at St. Mungo's!"

Becky's tone was somewhat boastful.

Darren quietly rolled his eyes.

He followed Becky into Mr. Pascot's office.

There was only one patient left. When he saw them come in, he quickly stood up and left.

"Oh, Miss Greengrass, it's a pleasure to have you here!"

When Scott saw Becky, he excitedly came over, seemingly wanting to hug her, but Becky frowned and dodged away.

“Pascow Scott, I hope you can be serious. There are outsiders here.”

She pulled Darren out from behind her.

Darren smiled shyly at Scott.

"Oh, I wonder which family's young master he is, that you, Becky, are so concerned about him?"

Scott lightly touched Darren with his wand while teasing Becky.

Becky snorted and replied, "Mind your own business," before turning her gaze to Darren.

"Well, apart from being a little malnourished, he's very healthy. Further examinations would require touching the core of his magic, which would require this gentleman's consent."

Scott smiled and put down his wand.

He knew Becky's personality; she wouldn't stay with any wizards who weren't purebloods.

So this young gentleman must be the young master of some family.

He dared not touch the core of these noble young masters' magic, for that would lead to him being sued into bankruptcy by these nobles.

"you sure?"

Becky raised her voice.

She was afraid Scott wouldn't pay attention to her.

How could his expertise be inaccurate?

"How could this be?"

Becky frowned and muttered something.

However, he didn't say anything, said goodbye to Scott, and walked out with Darren.

"Little brat, as your future senior, I have a piece of advice for you:"

Don't tell anyone about this experience, especially don't say you were under a death curse. Forget about it, understand?

Apart from Harry Potter, no one can escape the Killing Curse.

Harry Potter protected the wizarding world, and Dumbledore hid him, which allowed him to remain safe and sound.

But this little one wasn't so lucky.

If people find out about him, he might disappear from the magic world tomorrow.

"I'll take care of that guy as soon as I get back. Don't let it slip, or you'll lose your life, and that won't be my fault, hmph!"

Chapter Thirty-One: The Donation to Longbottom

Darren nodded perfunctorily, genuinely surprised that Miss Becky would offer him advice.

Although every word he said was unpleasant, it was truly for his own good.

Even if he wasn't afraid at all.

Becky breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Darren understood.

He then said arrogantly and disdainfully:

"It's so tiring to talk to you, you annoying little brat."

"Hmph, don't even dream of becoming friends with me. Friendships within the Greengrass family aren't so easily gained!"

Becky's tone was filled with displeasure.