Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

On Halloween.

I heard he had a fight with Scarface and Weasley.

It's said to be for that Mud Girl.

Seeing that he looked unhappy, I wanted to say a few words to comfort him.

But then I thought about my temper, and I was afraid that when I tried to comfort him, I would blurt out the words "mud-brat," which would not comfort him but instead make him an enemy.

He was always angry that I looked down on others.

But how could Malfoy's son possibly respect others?

Take those young noblemen, for example. If they want to integrate into the noble circle, don't they all have to hurl insults at each other? That's aristocratic mockery.

If Malfoy's heir didn't look down on a Mudblood girl, people would think that Malfoy wanted to curry favor with Dumbledore.

Dad will definitely be furious about this rumor.

Therefore, I have no choice but to speak up.

I need to fight for Malfoy's aristocratic dignity.

Although I didn't do very well in my efforts.

But Dad doesn't care whether I do well or not.

He told me that being a little stupid is good.

It is said that the mysterious person may still return.

If I'm smart, the Mystic will make me a Death Eater too.

I'd better not be too smart in the first place...

Chapter 824 Extra Chapter—Malfoy Extra Chapter!!

I don't understand why Dad is afraid of a mysterious person.

I just feel that if I grow up and that mysterious person appears, I will definitely be more powerful than Harry Potter.

Darren will then understand who his real brother is! Of course, it's better for me to stay a little naive for now.

Although I don't think I was pretending to be stupid. I'm just a child at heart.

Let’s not talk about this anymore.

I saw Darren eat very quickly.

He was probably looking for that mud seed.

I don't really like Granger.

Always arrogant.

It's as if it's telling me that nobility isn't anything special.

But how could the noble Malfoys be just ordinary nobles? She probably hasn't even heard of the amulet I'm wearing, has she?

I sneered.

Noncommittal.

Just as I was slowly chewing my food, I saw Quirrell pounce on me. He said the troll was in the basement, and then he fainted.

what!

He's eating! He smells awful!

I felt nauseous and vomited a few times. When I looked up, Darren was gone.

Then Flitwick told us to hurry back.

Snape was nowhere to be found.

I am restless and anxious.

But when I was chased away, I hid in the crowd.

I believe in Darren's abilities, but it's best to protect yourself for now.

My dad hates it when I get hurt.

Afterwards, I learned that Darren killed the troll, then ran out of magic and went to the infirmary where Scarface and the others were fine.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I turned around to go back to the dormitory, but what did I see? I saw Miss Worley crying.

I felt a little stuck in my throat.

I have never seen this kind of feeling before.

My father taught me to protect myself, and my mother said I was the most important person.

I have never seen them shed tears for each other.

Even when I was little, during the time my mother had the accident, my father never cried. He searched very calmly and taught me to be calm.

But now Miss Worley and Darren are not related, and she cried simply because she liked him.

Besides her, several other girls in the public rest room also cried.

I turned to look at Pansy.

I thought she wouldn't cry.

After all, she's so stupid, and she likes me.

She didn't cry; she just stood there in a daze, and then went to Miss Worley to comfort her...

why?

Doesn't she like me? I'm a little confused.

But I still walked towards her.

Among these nobles, Pansy was the marriage partner my father had chosen.

I want to go and comfort her.

Who knew she would roll her eyes at me?

"Alright, Master Malfoy, I'm not going to play dumb today..."

I stopped listening to what she said after that.

I could only manage a helpless, bitter smile.

I treated her like a fool, and she probably treated me like a fool too, right? I sighed, smiled, and left.

That evening, I told my dad about it.

Dad laughed.

He said, "How could he possibly choose a fool for me to marry?" They all know the truth!

Dad was a little angry about Darren's situation.

He was angry that Dumbledore had sent the troll to Hogwarts.

“The troll can’t get in without Dumbledore’s permission. What exactly does he want… Be careful. I’ll ask Severus. You did the right thing today, protecting yourself…”

I smiled and said, "Of course!"

I am the young master of the Malfoy family!

But when I saw Darren the next day, I felt even more guilty and ashamed.

As his older brother, how could I not have done anything to make him happy?

When I looked at my father, my eyes were fearless, but when I looked at him, I suddenly felt very despicable.

I'm not as good as Harry Potter!

I suddenly understood why he was nice to Harry Potter. Harry Potter went to save him back then, right?

I hid in the crowd.

Nobody's a fool.

How could he possibly want me to be his older brother? I thought with a wry smile.

Even though I now know the difference between me and Scarface, I hate Scarface even more.

I admire his courage, and I'm jealous that he has such a great brother like Darren!

So before Christmas, I mocked Harry Potter for being homeless.

But when I saw Darren's face turn pale in an instant, my heart ached terribly.

I thought we were a family.

But I forgot that Dad didn't want to acknowledge him.

He'd better not have any contact with our family.