Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

"I swear I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget!"

Ron was furious after Snape deducted points from his account. He pointed at Malfoy's back, wishing he could pounce on him right then and there and smash Malfoy's face.

"Who are you lecturing?"

Hagrid walked up behind them, carrying a fir tree on his back. It was for Christmas.

"Malfoy and Snape, I really hate those two!"

Harry said through gritted teeth.

"Huh? Where are Darren and Hermione?"

Hagrid looked behind them and asked.

If Darren were here, Snape might not have deducted their points.

"They went to the library as soon as get out of class was over."

Harry hurried to explain.

"The library? They're really diligent!"

"No, no, no, they went to look for Nicolas Flamel. We've been searching for ages and haven't found him. We've flipped through nearly a hundred books without any results. Hagrid, could you give us a hint?"

Harry quickly moved closer to him, trying to ingratiate himself. Hagrid immediately moved away from him.

"Stop! I won't tell you, and you shouldn't get involved in this!"

"Hmph, then we'll go find it ourselves!"

Ron angrily dragged Harry toward the library. They had already read many books during this time.

Includes "A Modern History of the Magical World," "Great Wizards of the Twenty-First Century," "Famous Figures of Modern Times," and "A Study of the Development of the Modern Magical World"...

I read them all.

But it's as if Nicolas Flamel doesn't exist in this world. Was he just an ordinary person?

Probably not. How could someone who has a working relationship with Dumbledore be an ordinary person?

Of course, they didn't actually read all the books, since there were just too many.

The books in Hogwarts are as vast as the ocean.

The name might even be in a restricted area. That's definitely not something they can read.

Darren sat in the library, obediently following Hermione's instructions to flip through the books to find the person. Of course, he knew who Nicolas Flamel was.

But he just wouldn't tell them.

What if this is Dumbledore's script?

Moreover, he had never even heard of Nicolas Flamel's name, and he hadn't even gotten a single Chocolate Frog yet.

It would be too abrupt for him to say he knew. Finally, after some time...

Hermione finally shook her head regretfully. She called them all together and said, "It seems we'll have to look again when we get back from vacation. While you're at school, you can also browse the library. If you find anything, let me know immediately!"

"no problem!"

Ron nodded, and he even said, "You can also ask your parents, but I don't know if it's safe?"

"Of course it's safe, they're all Muggles," the message won't get to Shegwarts!

Hermione rolled her eyes.

Then, she hugged Darren sadly and whispered, "I'm going home now. Don't let yourself get bullied at school."

"How could that be? Darren, we're here!"

Harry patted his chest.

Ron quickly made his promise as well.

Then they each received a glare from Hermione.

"Okay, if you don't object, then I'll be leaving. See you when school starts."

Hermione released Darren and turned to leave. She looked a little angry from behind.

"What's wrong? Why is she angry? And she hugged Darren, but not us. Did we do something wrong?"

Ron asked Harry, puzzled.

Harry shook his head; his attention was now focused on the holiday. But he still chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, nobody said they'd hug us... Okay, Darren, stop looking, let's go play wizard chess!"

Before Christmas.

Darren played with Harry and Ron until very late before going back to sleep. In his dream, he kept feeling like he had turned into a tortoise, struggling to walk on the ground.

He was panting heavily with every step. Finally, he woke up from exhaustion.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, then stared in shock. His bed was piled high with gifts.

The gifts completely overwhelmed him. And there were still some on the ground.

No wonder he felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Who gave this?"

Darren quickly sat up and looked through his gifts. He had received over a hundred gifts.

It was mostly filled with candy. And it was all gifts from the girls.

Darren was starting to doubt his persona. Could it be that he really liked sweets so much?

The rest of the gifts were normal.

Patchi gave him a 10% stake in the Firebolt branch of the Lightwheel Corporation, which was under development.

It is said that Patsy bought it for three thousand Galleons.

The portraits of the Potter family's ancestors were given to him on their own initiative. Professor Flitwick also gave him a book titled "The Art of Spellcasting."

Professor McGonagall gave him a book called "Quidditch: The Things You Don't Know," and Harry bought him a pet cat.

It was a milky white kitten that, upon seeing Darren, decided to snuggle up in his arms and fall asleep.

Darren named it Lez, which means lazy. There were four gifts left.

One of them was a gift from Snape—an invisibility cloak.

Darren was indeed able to conceal his form when he wore it, but once he used the spell "All Curses End," the truth would be revealed.

It is clearly not the Potter family's item.

"Harry Potter got one, and maybe you need one too. I hope you don't use it for bad things!"

Ah this......

Was this old professor going to open Harry's gifts one by one?

After putting away the invisibility cloak, Darren looked at the other three gifts. Two of them were filled with things and looked bulging.

Darren opened one of them.

Inside was a thick, hand-knitted sweater, so bulky and comfortable that it made him feel extremely at ease.

This is a bright green sweater.

It seemed perfectly suited to the Slytherin atmosphere. He quickly pulled the sweater over his shoulders, only to notice a "D" on it. It was clearly knitted specifically for him.

The package also contained a large piece of homemade fudge. Darren tried a piece and immediately fell in love with the taste.

He was eager to write to Mrs. Weasley and beg her to make him a few more. A note also arrived with the package.

“My child, I’ve heard Ron talk about you, my poor darling. I look forward to your visit to the Burrow during your holidays. Love, Molly.”

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Chapter Eighty-Six: The Unnamed Gift!!

Darren put down the gummy bear Mrs. Weasley had brought and picked up another bulging bag from the floor.

This was sent by Hermione.

Inside was a very thick scarf, a pair of gloves, and at the very back, a bag of chocolate frogs.

Darren wondered if he could start a candy wholesale business. He looked down at the ground.

There was one last gift left. Darren opened it.

It didn't say who sent it, and there was only one book inside. "The Use of Black Magic," this...

Who sent this?

Dumbledore?

Darren opened the book, which described many terrifying black magic spells.

Some can tear a person apart into pieces, some can turn a person into blood and then evaporate into the air, and some can ignite the surrounding air.

Darren felt there were quite a few methods of killing in the magical world. Who said Avada Kedavra was the most evil?

This is evil, isn't it! He looked at the book again.