Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Chapter 763 Extra Chapter—Becky Greengrass Extra Chapter!

I am Becky Greengrass.

The eldest daughter of the Greengrass family.

I was born a pure-blooded noblewoman.

I utterly despise Muggle wizards.

I also utterly despise pure-blood wizards.

The former was because the Muggle wizards were afraid of me. The latter, of course, was because their madness disgusted me. They were so decadent on the dance floor that it was repulsive.

They appear glamorous on the surface, but are utterly repulsive underneath.

I hate them.

It's not a joke.

I really hate everyone.

Of course, this also includes that mysterious person who ruled the entire British wizarding world more than a decade ago.

When he saw his parents kneeling at his feet, kissing his robe, and reverently holding the robe to leave his mark, he was deeply moved.

She felt extremely disgusted.

"Control your expression, Becky. If you can't beat him, you'd better worship him."

This way, at least you are protecting your own rights and maintaining the dignity of your pureblood lineage.

The dignity of purebloods?

Does it mean kneeling on the ground and kissing his robe? Little Becky was disgusted.

But she had no choice but to comply.

She stood gracefully behind her mother.

She heard her respectfully say to the mysterious man, "I wish to become your servant."

The mysterious man was at the height of his power at that time.

He reservedly stated that he would wait until these little Death Eaters grew up before branding them.

Fortunately.

She escaped unscathed.

That night, Mom and Dad were rolling around on the floor in agony.

They kept begging their master to spare them.

She stood helplessly to the side.

She was trying to make them feel better.

But it's no use at all.

Fortunately, they managed to get back on their feet.

"The Dark Lord is in trouble, Becky. Take your sister and leave quickly... Have a house-elf take you away. After you leave, check the Daily Prophet. If it says the ancestral home is up for auction, then come back. If not, absolutely do not come back... Just pretend we're dead!"

Little Becky, Daphne, and her sister Astoria were taken away by the house-elves.

They were brought to the Muggle world by house-elves.

They hid there.

Sometimes they are even sent to the sewers by house-elves.

Astoria was very young at that time.

Because of those years in hiding, I became very timid.

Even now, I'm still hesitant and timid every day.

Fortunately.

They finally saw the news in the Daily Prophet that their ancestral home was going to be auctioned off, and they returned home.

Only then did they realize that their parents had given away a large portion of the family's wealth, which allowed them to escape punishment by claiming they had been subjected to a soul-stealing curse.

The ancestral home was handed over at that time. From then on, Becky became even more confused.

What is right and what is wrong? Or is strength the ultimate power?

That's right. Only when she becomes strong can no one force her to do anything.

She met Darren when she was sixteen, the year she was elected Slytherin Prefect.

Because she refused Malfoy's invitation at the ball, he kept picking on her.

He even deliberately tripped her in public.

She suppressed her anger, intending to return to Slytherin and teach Malfoy a lesson in what education truly meant.

Who knew Darren would suddenly appear?

He spouted a bunch of things about the equality of life, but it didn't move her at all; it only made her think that this little boy was really naive.

just.

This boy's theory is quite interesting.

She can befriend people like that.

Who knew this guy would actually reject her? He's insane!

How dare you refuse the friendship of the eldest daughter of the Greengrass family? Humph.

He must be a wild boy from the Muggle world.

That's it.

She gave him another chance.

result.

Attack! A sudden attack.

It's a death curse.

The boy stood in her way.

Then his body fell into her arms.

She instinctively hugged him tightly and unleashed a barrage of attacks on the attacker.

After dealing with the attackers.

She didn't even dare to look at the guy in her arms.

The Death Curse.

How could anyone possibly escape? He's already dead.

A Muggle wizard and a first-year student died while shielding her from a curse.

Moreover, this was the first person to risk their life to protect her, which gave her an indescribable feeling.

Huh?

He's still alive? Becky was stunned.

He survived the Death Curse, is this guy some kind of freak?

Her first reaction was to send him to her home lab to study his condition thoroughly.

If possible, perhaps their family wouldn't have to fear the death curse anymore.

But looking into that guy's innocent eyes, she finally gritted her teeth and gave up the idea.

"Little brat, as your future senior, I have a piece of advice for you: Don't tell anyone about your experience this time, especially don't say that you were under a death curse. Forget about it, understand?!"

Becky snorted coldly.

That's right, it's just because I'm his senior! Oh, by the way.

She also gave the boy 30,000 Galleons.

Used to buy life.

Although, when she handed over the card, she felt as if her toes were curling up weakly.

Too little.

It’s really too little.

What can you do with so few Galleons? But that's all she's saved up over the years.

If she wants to ask her family for more money, she must make this matter clear.

This little rascal might also have his parents notice something's wrong.