Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

Cassandra pointed to the dining table.

The Slytherins were waiting for them there.

Darren quickly sat down next to him.

Malfoy, standing nearby, said gloatingly, "You dared to touch Professor Snape's arm? Did Professor Snape teach you a lesson just now?"

Darren nodded.

He learned his lesson, but he sensed that the old professor was quite pleased.

Lily's children were close to him, and even if Snape appeared angry, he was secretly pleased.

That's someone's goddess.

Even a goddess's poop smells sweet.

What do you know!

Darren pursed his lips and continued working on an apple pie.

I wish Hogwarts would open its doors to Chinese food someday.

"After dinner, Professor Snape asked me to take you to Madam Pomfrey's. Don't wander off!"

Cassandra whispered in his ear.

Darren glanced at her suspiciously, but then immediately remembered that he and Neville had crashed during flight class that day, so he nodded quickly and lowered his head guiltily to continue eating.

Well, it's normal for the old bat to do this.

evening.

Darren was brought back from the school infirmary by Cassandra.

They arrived at the door of Snape's office.

He knocked on the door.

No one answered from inside.

Darren could only wait outside the door.

As he waited, he saw Professor Quirrell walking towards him.

He quickly and politely greeted Quirrell.

A flicker of pity crossed his eyes.

Poor Professor Quirrell, he's gone to sleep this year!

"Oh, it's Potter! What are you doing here?"

Quirrell's smile looked a little strange.

Darren had a feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Anyway, based on his intuition, he felt that this guy was trying to curry favor with him.

Could it be Voldemort's bloodline?

But it’s impossible!

Doesn't this bloodline test require his blood?

How was Voldemort identified?

Darren was completely baffled and could only pretend he knew nothing, obediently looking at Professor Quirrell.

"Professor Snape put me in solitary confinement here, but when I arrived I didn't see him, so I had no choice but to wait here..."

Darren said honestly.

I wonder what Professor Quirrell wants.

"Alright, I see. Poor child, why don't you go back to the lounge first and come back later?"

Huh?

Does this professor want to transfer him?

Stealing magic potions?

Isn't he afraid that Snape might suddenly come back?

However, given his character, he couldn't possibly leave, so he could only obediently shake his head and softly say, "Thank you for your kindness, Professor, but I can't leave. I made a mistake, and waiting here might be part of your punishment."

After Darren finished speaking, he quietly grasped the wand.

If he doesn't leave, is this guy going to kill him?

P.S.: I had previously held Snape's hand, but after reading the comments, I realized that was inappropriate and has now corrected it.

Aside from the BL elements in the original novel, this story will not feature male-male pairings. Please do not think in that direction.

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Chapter Seventy-Three: What are you doing here?!

For a moment, Darren thought that Professor Quirrell was going to kill him.

Then, the next second, Professor Quirrell laughed again.

He praised, "As expected of... a child of the Potter family, just like your parents, serious, well-behaved, and obedient."

My child, you are truly the most talented genius I have ever seen, just like your parents!

Quirrell stopped stuttering at this point and praised Darren in a smooth tone.

Darren quickly made an embarrassed expression.

"Thank you, Professor Quirrell!"

Quirrell laughed even harder, pulling Darren along as he told him many interesting stories about the wizarding world, which Darren listened to with great interest.

"Who is there?"

Just as Darren was about to ask more about the gossip in the wizarding world, he heard Snape's serious voice ask him a question.

"Yes, me, and, and Darren Porter..."

Quirrell recognized Snape's voice and stammered in response.

"what are you doing here?"

Snape gripped his wand tightly in his hand, and a look of wariness flashed in his eyes when he saw Darren standing "bewildered" next to Quirrell.

"Ah, it's just that I was passing by and saw Mr. Darren, so I couldn't help but chat with him..."

Quirrell said with a smile.

As he spoke, he backed away and disappeared from Snape's sight.

"Come in... What are you doing here!"

Snape watched Quirrell leave, then cautiously tapped the surrounding walls with his wand before pulling Darren into the office, angrily saying...

How dare this brat contact that Quirrell?

If he hadn't arrived quickly, he might have seen the Potter brat's corpse lying outside his office door!

"professor…"

Darren seemed startled.

His face turned pale instantly.

He looked at Snape with a fearful expression.

Snape then realized that he had been too harsh.

It might be okay for Harry Potter, but it would probably terrify this timid little brat.

snort!

He tried to calm his anger and spoke in a soothing tone, "Okay, stop making that face. I just want to know what happened. Tell me everything!"

"Yes…"

Darren told Snape what had just happened, after making some edits and omissions.

In his description, Professor Quirrell was a good man who immediately told him stories about the wizarding world, and the two of them had a very pleasant conversation.

If Snape hadn't come, they could have talked about the founding of Hogwarts. Snape curled his lip in sarcasm.

It wasn't that he didn't believe Darren, but rather that the brat's words didn't allow him to consider his feelings; he only needed to analyze the situation himself.

This little brat thinks everyone is a good person.

Perhaps even those who looked at the prisoners in Azkaban would find their plight somewhat understandable.

"Hmph, consider yourself lucky!"

Snape scoffed.

Clearly, Quirrell had no intention of killing anyone at Hogwarts right now, which is why he spared the little brat.