Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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I chimed in, "Really? He's so handsome, so good-looking! My face is all red!"

Halloween is finally here.

Except for the seventh year, every Halloween has been the scene of an accident.

I ate my food faster.

Hannah, who was next to me, told me to eat slowly and poured me a cup of milk tea.

My good Hannah, she's becoming more and more like a big sister!

I swallowed the syrupy biscuit in my mouth, then brought my dirty mouth closer so she could wipe it for me.

Hannah had no choice but to gently wipe my mouth again and then toss the handkerchief to me.

I didn't urge her to eat more, because I was selfish.

I cannot give anyone the slightest hint.

So I continued eating with my head down, while calling out to Hannah, "Hannah, try this pork chop, it tastes so good today!"

I saw Darren Porter eating even faster than I was, and I knew it was almost time.

I sped up again.

When I saw Darren Porter stand up, I stopped talking and gripped my wand tightly in my hand.

And they were prepared to run away immediately if any problems arose.

Fortunately.

Everything proceeded as described in the original story.

Darren Porter did not change the plot.

It's not that he forgot; he deliberately didn't make the changes.

He knows everything, but he doesn't even have the intention to make any changes.

I felt a little relieved; at least I wouldn't be cannon fodder for no reason just because he wanted to change the plot.

I breathed a sigh of relief, then continued to grip my wand tightly until I returned to Hufflepuff's common room.

I then realized that I was holding Hannah's hand tightly.

Hannah thought I was scared.

She patted my head to comfort me.

"Don't be afraid, Darren will be alright!"

I wanted to roll my eyes.

Because Darren Porter will definitely be fine.

He's the main character, how could anything happen to him? But I can't say that.

I showed a silly, worried expression.

"But I'm still so scared. Hannah, will you sleep with me tonight?"

We run as soon as something happens!

Although it's unlikely we'll actually hit Hufflepuff, let's prepare for the worst! We waited for a while in the Hufflepuff common room, and then we heard a series of loud explosions.

Then it quieted down.

The Hufflepuff prefects told us to go back to sleep.

My heart was filled with curiosity.

But he still yawned and swayed as he led Hannah into the room.

We leaned against each other. Or rather, I should be leaning against her.

I curled up and fell asleep.

I'm still just as timid and afraid as I always have been.

The next day we learned that Darren Porter had fallen into a coma because he had run out of magic.

He spent last night in the school clinic.

Even after he was discharged from the hospital, his face was still pale, which was heartbreaking to see.

I noticed that every time Snape looked into his eyes, there was a hint of worry and helplessness in them.

Of course, Snape hated Harry even more now.

It seems Snape thought Darren was fighting the troll because of Harry Potter.

Given that it's clearly a story of a hero saving a damsel in distress, why would Snape hate Harry Potter?

Is it the so-called "sons paying for their fathers' debts"?

Haha, seeing Harry Potter's frustrated expression, I secretly laughed.

of course.

I'm actually quite envious of Harry Potter.

Although he no longer has parents, he now has Dumbledore, who is looking out for him.

And there's Snape, who secretly protects him.

And the adults and children in the magical world who worship him.

He even has two very good friends.

And Darren and I must be envious of all of this, right?

We are time travelers, and even if this world is very real, we will still feel a sense of detachment.

Lonely, yet not seemingly lonely.

It's sad, yet it doesn't seem sad.

Why are we the ones who time-traveled?

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Chapter 798 Extra Chapter—This is called being a coward!!

Some time after Halloween.

The trio has finally completed their formation.

Of course, the iron triangle became a quadrilateral.

Because Darren Porter joined.

The weather is getting cold.

Darren Porter wrapped himself up like a ball.

I want to be like him, but I can't.

My mother wrote to tell me that it was already embarrassing enough that I had entered Hufflepuff, and I couldn't afford to be so careless about my behavior.

If I curl myself up into a ball, those boys might think I'm even dumber.

After all, very few people have the looks of Darren Porter.

Even if you wrap yourself up like a ball, you'll only change from looking good to looking cute.

I could never do that.

I had no choice but to dress like everyone else.

But I feel like I'm going to freeze to death.

I can't yet conjure a fire like Hermione does so, allowing them to warm themselves by the fire.

All I can do is freeze.

I go to school trembling every day.

Although I pretended very well, no one except Hannah knew I was cold.

I've heard some news over time.

For example, Snape limped into the office.

For example, Harry Potter almost got beaten up by Snape.

These messages remind me where the story has progressed.

I did not do anything that shouldn't have happened, and obviously, neither did Darren Porter.

I'm glad he wasn't a reckless person.

This makes me feel very comfortable.

This makes me feel that I did the right thing by helping him last time.

I pray that we can survive together.