Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

Only then did he look up.

He saw Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore talking seriously, but Dumbledore shook his head.

He also saw Professor Quirrell, with a ridiculous cloth wrapped around his head, facing away from him, talking to a professor with greasy hair and a hooked nose.

But the professor didn't listen at all.

He was looking at him with disgust.

"oops!"

Harry rubbed his forehead.

"what happened?"

Percy asked.

"No, it's nothing."

Harry shook his head.

The pain from the wound to its disappearance happens in an instant.

The only thing he remembered was the sallow-faced professor, who probably disliked him intensely.

"Who is that professor who is talking to Professor Quirrell?"

"That's Potions professor, Professor Snape of Slytherin House. He loves to deduct points from Gryffindor, so hopefully you won't get caught by him."

Percy shrugged and said.

Harry looked up at Professor Snape for a moment, but the professor was no longer looking at him.

Harry turned around, feeling hungry again. He wanted to grab another pudding, but found that everything on the table had disappeared.

Dumbledore stood up.

"Alright, everyone has eaten and drunk their fill. Now I'd like to announce some important points:"

First-year students are prohibited from entering the forbidden forest, and the same applies to students of other grades.

Mr. Filch asked me to remind everyone not to use magic in the hallway.

Finally, I would like to remind everyone that anyone who does not wish to die a tragic death or encounter an accident should not approach the right-hand corridor on the fourth floor.

Harry laughed out loud, only to find that only a few people were laughing like that.

"Now, let's sing the school song!"

With a wave of his hand, Dumbledore sent golden ribbons flying from his wand, which twisted into words above the dining table.

"Get ready, sing!"

P.S.: In this story, Harry isn't portrayed as a bad guy; he's just a reckless little lion who's unlikely to think of such things.

Chapter 47 Potter Killed Someone

We finally finished singing the school song.

Harry stumbled along behind the Gryffindor students.

His eyes were so sleepy he could barely keep them open.

Before leaving, he glanced back at Darren in Slytherin.

He was walking ahead with his head drooping, being pulled along by the Slytherin student council president.

Harry was a little unhappy, but he was too sleepy and forgot why he was unhappy.

He staggered to the dormitory, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep immediately.

……

Darren was also very sleepy at this time.

He kept rubbing his eyes, yawning one after another.

She stumbled and was pulled forward by Becky.

"Cheer up, there's a class leader selection process coming up soon!"

"I'm not participating..."

Darren quickly replied.

He didn't want to be a class monitor.

If he were to become a superior, he might waste a lot of his time being a saint.

"No, every student must participate. Professor Snape will personally oversee the process, and anyone who doesn't will be put in solitary confinement for a semester!"

what?

isn't it?

In the novels he read in his previous life, there was no prefect selection tournament in Gryffindor!

Even if Slytherin is strict, surely not to the point of being locked up for not participating?

Judging from the expressions of the people around him, Becky was clearly not trying to scare him.

"But, but I don't know... magic..."

Darren opened his mouth in bewilderment.

He learned a Feathered Dimmelviosa spell and a Levitation spell...

"You don't know magic!?"

Becky was stunned.

impossible?

Having received the book and wand, hasn't this guy tried out even a few spells?

Darren blushed slightly.

He's been busy completing tasks these past two days, he doesn't have time to read!

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

He lowered his head "embarrassed" and pursed his lips guiltily.

Becky wanted to say something to him, but seeing his expression, she held back her sharp tongue.

Finally, he frowned and said, "Then go up there and punch them all, knock them down with your fists!"

What?

Why should a little saint like him do such an uncivilized thing?

Do not!

If a fight really has to be fought, he thinks it would be better to find someone to establish authority and then resolve all the troubles at once.

Who should we choose?

Unsurprisingly, Darren noticed Malfoy eavesdropping nearby.

Hey!

You are the one!

"do not want!"

Darren blurted out, raising his voice as he spoke, "I... I've always been strong since I was little... I'm afraid I'll hurt them..."

"Pfft, hahaha, I'm dying of laughter! Harry Potter's brother actually said he was strong since he was a child."

Haha, then punch me and let me see how strong you are!

Draco Malfoy approached, laughing maniacally.

Looking at Darren, he said with disdain.

Darren's fist suddenly felt a little itchy.

But he still held back.

He gave a generous smile and said, "You don't know, I don't blame you, but I'm really amazing, I..."

"Hahaha, it's hilarious to see Potter bragging like this. Kid, you're probably even more of a coward than your brother!"

He laughed loudly, and many of the Slytherin students around him laughed along with him.

Darren lowered his head and chuckled quietly.

Hehe, you'll soon find out that I really am a saint.

[System, use 1000 Holy Father Points to silently appear for one minute]

He gained a lot of "Holy Father Points" today; after using 1,000, he still has over 800 left.

Affordable!

It's a bit of a waste to use that minute of silence on your fists.