Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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He can't stay here any longer.

His presence here could potentially injure Darren, and could also lead to the discovery of the Order of the Phoenix's secrets.

He doesn't even dare to look people in the eye now.

He felt that now everyone knew he could become Voldemort's weapon to harm Darren.

"Brother, how are you?"

On the subway, Darren looked at Harry's distracted appearance and asked with a worried expression.

Harry didn't dare look at him. He mumbled something like "good," and then lowered his head.

He was very worried, very worried that Darren would be killed by Voldemort.

The thought that if Voldemort controlled him to appear in front of Darren, Darren might hesitate to act ruthlessly because of him.

That way, Voldemort could control him and bite Darren's throat. Harry didn't even dare to think about it anymore.

His body was trembling uncontrollably.

He had no idea how he got back to Grimoire Place.

Anyway, as soon as he returned to Grimmauld Place, he rushed into his room.

He made an excuse that he needed to rest, but in fact, he was planning to leave.

He packed everything up; he was going to leave that very night. He absolutely couldn't let Darren get hurt.

Where to go?

Harry dared not think about it, but perhaps he only had one place to go. His aunt's house, wasn't it?

But just as he was lost in thought, a voice interrupted him. It seemed Darren was right; he told Dumbledore.

You might have overheard Moody and the others talking, and he thinks you should be preparing to leave while overthinking things.

Harry was startled. He looked over. It was Phineas.

He is also the figure depicted in the portrait of the headmaster in Dumbledore's office. He is wearing a mocking expression.

After Harry realized it was him, he said in a defiant tone, "Then what do you want me to do? I have to leave. I can't let Darren get hurt. He's already suffered a lot because of me!"

"It's a very touching brotherly bond, but I think if he knew, he definitely wouldn't agree to you leaving like this!"

"That's why I have to leave now. Darren is too naive and kind. He doesn't care about his own life or death, but I can't not care about his life!"

Harry roared angrily.

"Why are you yelling at me? I was just making a comment, but Dumbledore sent me with a message. Are you going to listen?"

Harry froze.

He looked at Phineas and said, "You speak."

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Chapter 566 Let's Talk!

"Stay there!"

"Phineas said calmly." Harry frowned.

He was getting impatient and wanted to ask something, but Phineas shrugged and said directly, "That's all he said. He told you to stay here, and that you don't need to worry about anything else!"

"He doesn't need me to take care of this? Didn't he think about Darren's safety at all?"

What if Darren is killed by him? Why won't Dumbledore let Darren or me leave? Why!

Phineas rolled his eyes.

"Just listen to me, why worry about so much? You kids are always making a fuss, always making me relay messages!"

Phineas pursed his lips. Then he disappeared.

Harry stared angrily at his picture frame. Finally, he lay down on his bed.

Since Dumbledore wouldn't let him go out, he resolutely refused to leave. He wouldn't even leave the room; he would absolutely not give himself the opportunity to harm Darren.

Harry thought desperately.

Then he fell asleep while thinking about it.

In his dream, he saw that door again.

His hand blocked the black door, as if he desperately wanted what was inside.

Then he heard Darren's voice.

"Brother, brother, come out for dinner..."

Harry woke up.

But he didn't want to open his eyes and see Darren. He pretended he was still asleep.

Then he felt himself being silently watched. It was as if Darren had seen through his disguise.

"Brother, I would rather be killed by you."

Harry's tears flowed uncontrollably.

He didn't want to. He absolutely didn't want to.

He didn't want Darren to die, much less that Darren would die at his hands! But no matter what, he didn't speak or open his eyes. He didn't want to face such a foolish Darren right now.

Even more terrified, Voldemort would look through Darren's eyes and then awaken from his scars, and then kill Darren.

He will definitely break down in pain at that time.

"Brother... fine, if you don't want to talk to me, then think about it carefully, and I'll talk to you again tonight."

Darren left with a hint of disappointment in his voice. Harry knew Darren must be very upset.

Even so, he couldn't communicate with Darren, and he couldn't let Darren get hurt.

He turned over and fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, he could hear Ron

The snoring and Darren's even breathing could be heard; they were all asleep in his room.

He could hurt them at any time.

However, he discovered that Phineas was inside the picture frame. This was likely sent by Dumbledore to spy on him.

Dumbledore was probably worried that he would suddenly kill Darren and Ron. Normally, Harry would be extremely unhappy about this kind of surveillance. But now, he was happy.

If someone is nearby, they might be able to suddenly interrupt him when he is possessed by Voldemort.

Or he could wake Darren, and none of this would have happened. He breathed a huge sigh of relief.

The next morning, Darren woke up early.

It wasn't that he had poor sleep quality; it was just that Mrs. Blake downstairs was screaming again.

Good morning, brother, good morning, Ron!

Darren stretched.

He said it in a voice full of laughter.

Ron and Harry groggily got up. They also greeted Darren with a good morning.

But they indicated they wanted to sleep a little longer. However, Hermione interrupted them.

Because Hermione had already started knocking on the door.

"Boys, hurry up! Mrs. Weasley wants you to come down for dinner!"

Harry and Ron quickly started getting dressed.

While they were making their beds, Darren was already looking at himself in the bathroom mirror.

After finding himself alright, he opened the door. Hermione walked in happily.

She surveyed Darren's bed as if on inspection, then said to Harry and Ron with great satisfaction:

"I wish you two could be like Darren someday. You always need to be rushed. Look at your stuff, it's such a mess! It's so annoying!"

Ron pursed his lips.

He seemed to mutter something. Harry remained silent.

He was folding blankets with his head down.

But Darren sat on his blanket and said sharply, "Let's talk, brother. You haven't spoken to me all day!"

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]

[Ding, Holy Father Value +100] "I'm fine..."

Harry retorted stubbornly.

"If you want me to demonstrate how to hurt yourself right here and now, then continue with this attitude."