Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

She rushed back to her dorm and pulled out an extremely heavy book. She slammed it onto the table with a thud.

It produced a huge echo.

"This book has been in my dorm room for a while, but I never thought to even look at it!"

Hermione said again, annoyed.

She turned to a page in the book, pointed to the words, and read aloud: "Niccolò Flamel was the creator of the Philosopher's Stone!"

She mysteriously hushed up about the word "philosopher's stone."

However, neither Harry nor Ron quite understood why they had to do it.

"What is that?"

“It sounds like a rock,” the two asked curiously.

He received two eye rolls from Hermione.

"The Philosopher's Stone can turn metal into gold and is used to make the elixir of immortality. Nicolas Flamel celebrated his 665th birthday last year!"

Hermione took a deep breath, looked at Ron and Harry, and said disdainfully, "Got it?"

"Turn into gold? Wouldn't I become the richest person then?"

"If we get it, then Darren and I won't have to be stingy with the Galleons in our vaults anymore?"

Harry and Ron were talking excitedly, neither of them paying attention to the elixir of immortality.

They hadn't thought about those things yet; they were more focused on the Philosopher's Stone's ability to turn into gold.

With just one Philosopher's Stone, they'd be the richest people ever! Hermione was speechless.

She could only look at Darren.

Darren smiled sweetly and innocently, though he was quite excited inside.

Speaking of which, the Philosopher's Stone's ability to make gold seems quite powerful! If it can make gold, why would it need to be so frugal? Well, it doesn't seem like it's been a loss for it.

But the feeling of sitting around and running out of money is indeed a bit scary.

So, since Nicolas Flamel is going to destroy the Philosopher's Stone anyway, can't we just give it to him?

Darren felt a little itchy inside, but on the surface he still maintained a simple and happy look and said, "Now that we've found out what it is, everyone can get some rest. Hermione is exhausted and has dark circles under her eyes, and my brother and Ron haven't slept well either."

[Ding, Father's Value +80] [Ding, Father's Value +90] [Ding, Father's Value +90.]

Ron, Hermione, and Harry were deeply moved.

Hearing Darren say that, it was as if all the fatigue of the past few days had disappeared.

"Yeah, but you and Hermione are more tired. Look at Hermione's dark circles, it's hilarious!"

Ron pointed at Hermione's face and laughed. Darren opened his mouth.

Child, you have no idea about women's emotions. I advise you to be more careful in your next life.

Fortunately, Hermione was a sensible little witch and did not kill Ron.

The Quidditch match is about to begin.

At first, they were discussing what they would do with a Philosopher's Stone, but later all that was left was Harry lamenting his impending death.

On the day of the competition.

Harry felt uncomfortable all over.

His two friends were comforting him, assuring him that everything would be alright. But the way they looked at him was as if they were watching him go to war.

Harry felt a bitter taste in his mouth, thinking that it would have been better if the two of them hadn't offered any comfort at all, which made him feel even worse.

The only person who touched him was his brother Darren. Darren had specially brought his wand.

He looked at Harry and said, "Brother, don't worry. If anyone tries to harm you, I'll rush to Professor Snape and help him catch the bad guy!"

Darren said seriously.

Harry shook his head helplessly. He really wanted to say that the person who wanted to harm him was Snape!

He needed to be wary of Snape, not anyone else.

Darren ran up to Snape, and he was worried that Snape would capture Darren and use him as a threat.

But Darren never believed Snape was a bad person, so he could only force a smile and say, "I believe you, but you can just sit in the stands. I'll be fine!"

My brother is afraid that you will hand yourself over to the enemy.

As a young saint, Darren naturally wouldn't understand Harry's subtext, so he happily nodded at Harry.

She indicated that she would definitely believe Harry was alright.

Harry forced a cheerful expression and returned to the Sleigh stands. But once seated, he noticed Malfoy sitting at the very front, enthusiastically talking to Crabbe and Goyle.

And looking in the direction of their whispers, they were seeing Hermione and Ron sitting casually over there.

No, it might be Neville, who came over with Ron and Hermione. Judging from Malfoy's expression, it seems like he's going to teach Neville a lesson.

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Chapter Ninety-Three Scene Card!!

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

He overheard Malfoy's conversation and, just as Malfoy decided to harm Neville, punched him hard in the eye, saying, "Malfoy, I hate you more and more! You're a complete scoundrel!"

[Ding! Mission completed. You have gained +100 Magic Power. Would you like to accept the mission?]

Huh? A magic reward appeared?

Darren received 100 magic points as a reward when he claimed the newbie gift pack, but he hasn't received any magic points since.

I didn't expect to see this here. [Accept!]

After clicking to accept the request, Darren quietly moved to sit behind Malfoy and the others.

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were talking about something sinister, and they were laughing maliciously.

He leaned closer to listen.

"In a little while, I'll go up and provoke that Na'vi, and he'll definitely get angry."

"I'll just take out my wand and attack him. Remember to distract Darren Porter and don't let him get involved!"

"Okay, how about we beat up that little Potter?"

"Gore asked excitedly."

Malfoy rolled his eyes and said dismissively, "If you can beat him, then go ahead. Don't come crying to me after you've been beaten to a pulp!"

Darren Porter's fighting prowess is well-known. If you piss him off, he might kill someone with a single punch.

Gore was terrified and quickly shrank back, seemingly recalling the scene of Darren beating him up.

Crabbe grinned wildly.

Darren pursed his lips and rolled his eyes.

How could such a weak child be described as a monster by these three people?

It's really damaging to his image as a little saint.

No, when I'm boxing later, I need to pay attention to the transitions between movements.

If he gives the impression that he's a brute who only knows how to use his fists, his public image could easily be ruined!

Darren muttered to himself.

He watched helplessly as Malfoy began to mock Neville for being brainless and stupid.

Then Neville finally mustered up the courage to reply, and he dramatically raised his wand as if he were injured.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today, you hurt me!"

"I can't believe it," Malfoy said excitedly, pointing his wand at Neville.

Clearly, he'd already figured out how to best torment Neville. Maybe he could just lock him in a leg-freezing position.

He fell flat on his face.

Longbottom must be furious to have fallen flat on his face in front of so many people.

He laughed heartily, as if he could already see that scene. But the next second, a fist smashed into his eye. Malfoy cried out and covered his eye.

Tears streamed down my face.

He screamed, "Who is it? Who attacked me?"

"it's me!"

Darren said coldly.

Malfoy was stunned; he was almost furious.

Why is he always the older brother? Harry Potter is protected by Darren, but he gets bullied by Darren.

"What right do you have to hit me? Do you believe I'll go tell my dad?"