Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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One must die at the hands of the other… The boy possesses powers unknown to the Dark Lord… Only one of them can survive…

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the memory vanished.

He said softly, "There are three boys who meet this condition: you, Darren, Neville, and Harry. He chose you!"

"But, but Darren should be even stronger..."

"Yes, but he chose you, Harry. Nothing else matters. When Voldemort chose you, then this prophecy points to you."

Voldemort wanted to know the whole prophecy, and then you shattered it... but he'll find another way to learn the whole prophecy, and it won't take long..."

"So, we have to kill one of them? Only one of us can survive? Darren, does Darren know that?"

"He figured it out himself. After he figured it out, he was very strong. He said he would definitely help you defeat Voldemort!"

Harry's throat tightened again.

If he could calm down tonight. If he could listen to Darren's gut. If he didn't yell at Darren.

If he hadn't gone back and asked Darren to figure something out... maybe they could have breakfast now? But now Darren is dead.

None of this matters anymore.

But Harry just couldn't believe it; he still wanted to go to the curtain. He pulled back the curtain and reached out to help Darren, who had fallen there.

He must have been wearing an embarrassed smile, as if he felt guilty for causing him trouble.

“Harry, I feel like I still owe you an explanation, which is why I didn’t choose you as prefect. It’s because I think you already have a lot of coursework, and I didn’t want to add to your burden.”

"Darren didn't become a prefect either."

Ha said in a light, casual tone.

"Don't you understand? Because you didn't become the prefect, he didn't want to make you feel bad, so he turned down the position."

Harry looked at the old man in front of him. He seemed to have aged even more suddenly.

Tears welled in his eyes and slid into his gray beard, soaking into the dawn light. ...

Darren is indeed not dead.

After getting Harry and the others out, he prepared to turn sideways so Harry would know he almost fell in and earn some "Father Points".

Suddenly, I heard a system notification.

[Ding! Time-space corridor detected. Do you wish to merge with the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin? After merging, you will gain a portable time-space corridor, which you can choose to enter at any time.]

Darren paused for a moment after hearing the system notification, and then he actually fell.

After he fell, he saw the layout of Gryffindor, which resembled a time corridor.

It's practically a copy.

[Ding! Do you wish to use 10,000 Father Points to choose a door to open, or randomly choose a door to enter for free?]

amount.

[Is it absolutely necessary to go in?]

[Ding, it is recommended that the host enter the space-time corridor. The host must stay here until the fusion is complete.]

However, you can choose to enter through the time-space corridor, which can speed up time.

[Okay, then let's not use the Father Value to enter!]

Darren said, being stingy and miserly.

Although he has now grasped the essence of obtaining Holy Father Value, and the Holy Father Value is obtained very quickly, it cannot be wasted, right?

Besides, free things are often the most expensive. Darren chose the most expensive option.

He randomly opened a door. The door opened easily. Huh?

Judging by the sky, it looks like midnight. Is this the Hogwarts lawn?

Darren looked around and saw that a fierce battle was raging inside the castle. Curious, he went inside.

He walked through the battlefields of Hagrid and Gropp, past Mr. Weasley's fights with men, and then he saw Fred and his companions.

Percy is throwing a sea urchin at a man's head.

He shouted, "Hello, Minister, I said I was going to resign, didn't I?"

Fred turned around incredulously and said, "Percy, you can joke? How long has it been since you last joked, since..."

The air suddenly exploded. Someone had cast an explosion spell. Darren immediately waved his wand.

A barrier appeared above Fred, Percy, Harry, and Hermione.

The bombing roared. Darren laughed.

He said to Harry, "Brother, look at this Explosion Charm. I used it on Voldemort during my fifth-grade summer vacation... It was much more powerful than this, but it's still a lot stronger!"

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Chapter 612 Original Timeline!!

Harry froze.

He looked at the boy in front of him with a puzzled expression and a furrowed brow. It should be a boy, right?

He was only about the size of a fifth-grader, and a head shorter than him. He looked exceptionally handsome.

He was even more handsome than Cedric; if it weren't wartime, many girls would probably be secretly admiring him.

His hair was fiery red, his eyes were emerald green, and he had a tuft of hair sticking up on his forehead. He was standing in the dust, smiling at him.

"elder brother?"

Harry muttered something.

He wanted to say that he wasn't the boy's older brother, but then he thought that perhaps the boy was referring to him as "senior."

And for some reason, he felt that the boy was somewhat familiar.

"Brother, don't you recognize me? Although you look all grown up now, like you've graduated, it probably hasn't been that long, has it?"

We were twin brothers when we were in fifth grade!

Darren said with a smile.

Even though I know this is Harry from the original book.

But as a little saint, he still has to put on an act.

Otherwise, if these people were to have some kind of extraordinary encounter and travel back to that time, wouldn't his persona collapse?

But his words stunned Harry and the others.

"Harry, when did you get a twin brother?"

"Yes, didn't your mother only have you as her child?"

"Yeah, classmate, did you mistake him for someone else? Or did you feed him something bad? Fred, did you give him something to eat?"

Percy suddenly looked at Fred. Fred quickly patted his pockets.

He shook his head and said, "No, he definitely didn't eat my food. Maybe it was George's!"

Darren looked confused. He seemed a little odd.

He tried to explain to Harry and the others: "Brother, it really is me, Darren, Darren Potter, have you forgotten?"

You've forgotten that in first grade, we protected the Philosopher's Stone together, we even faced Voldemort, and finally, Headmaster Dumbledore let us live with our aunt.

In second grade, we fought the Basilisk together. In third grade, we used the Time-Turner to rescue Sirius Black and Buckbeak.

By the way, Remus is my godfather, and Sirius is your godfather... In fourth grade, we participated in the Triwizard Tournament together.

Finally, we faced Voldemort's resurrection again. Back in fifth grade, Professor Snape and I put on an act and fooled you, haha.

Darren said with a smile.

But Harry and his friends exchanged bewildered glances. Harry looked at Hermione and Ron.

"How did he know so much? Did you tell him?"

Hermione and Ron both shook their heads.

Darren looked even more pitiful.

"Alright, since you're all angry and don't want to acknowledge me, then I'll go find Headmaster Dumbledore. I just got back and don't know how he is."

Darren stood up, seemingly preparing to go to Dumbledore's office to find him. Harry instinctively grabbed him.

"Dumbledore died in his sixth year of school. Snape killed him!"

Darren suddenly turned around.

He said almost in a panic, "Impossible, no way! Professor Snape loves Mom. He was able to be a double agent only because he was willing to risk his life to protect Mom and us!"

"But I saw him kill Dumbledore with his wand!"

Harry cruelly told the news to the pale-faced boy.

"I think he has his reasons... Brother, if, if he is in mortal danger, save him. I don't want you to have any regrets. Listen to me!"