Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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She tried to persuade Darren to rest, but he refused, as if he couldn't sleep until he saw Harry safe and sound.

Harry finally saw Darren.

He had already been changed into a hospital gown.

His wounds began to heal, but blood still flowed out as he healed.

His face occasionally showed expressions of pain.

The female doctor next to him was constantly waving her magic wand, seemingly trying to help him heal faster.

"Great, you're finally here. I think you'd better tell him to get some rest!"

I think the pain of healing is comparable to the pain of injury; you'll know that if you've ever been injured.

We always advise patients to sleep to help them begin to heal!

Yes.

Harry knows.

Back in his second year, after Professor Lockhart removed the bone from his arm, Madam Pomfrey made him drink a potion and fall asleep.

Even so, he was eventually woken up by the pain in the middle of the night.

Darren's injuries now are much more severe than they were back then, and he's been enduring them... You can imagine how painful it must be for him.

"Foolish girl, I'm fine, why are you waiting for me?"

Harry said, seemingly complaining.

Then he heard Darren say gently, "Brother, actually I was still somewhat conscious when Voldemort was speaking..."

Harry's face turned pale.

Yes.

Darren must have known; he's not some savior.

He's just a useless person protected by his mother.

"Don't say that. I found out about it when I was in first grade."

It's obvious that a child like you could never stop that killing curse. Harry stared blankly at him.

So?

"So brother, don't give up on yourself. In my heart, you'll always be the best..."

Darren's eyelids began to droop.

His voice grew softer and softer.

"...Brother...you're all I have left...no matter what...you've protected so many people...don't worry about me anymore...I'm so sleepy..."

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"Darren, Darren!"

Harry was filled with unease. He looked at Darren's dazed state and screamed frantically.

"You can't die, you're all I have left!"

“Who said that…and Sirius…and Remus…and Hermione…Ron…”

Darren's voice disappeared.

Harry burst into tears.

"Don't let him die, don't let him die..."

Hermione and Ron were stunned.

They stood there, stunned.

until.

"Oh, children, he's not dead, he just couldn't stay awake and fell asleep..."

The female doctor next to him thought something had happened to Darren.

She was terrified, worried that an important customer might die there and there would be no way to explain it.

It turned out that Harry was just shouting nonsense.

She really wanted to roll her eyes at Harry at that moment.

"Is he really not dead?"

Harry asked in surprise.

"Of course, but I think you should also stay in St. Mungo, your injuries are a bit serious."

Of course, I can also keep him company, so you won't accuse me of killing him!

Harry was extremely embarrassed.

He also received eye-rolls from Hermione and Ron.

In addition, there was the sound of Snape's hurried footsteps.

He just went to inquire about Darren's condition, and then he heard Harry shouting there that Darren shouldn't die.

When he realized that Harry was just making things up, he narrowed his eyes.

Harry swore that Snape hated him even more now.

If this were at school, Snape would definitely find a way to deduct a hundred points from him!

Of course, even so, he still got sprayed with Snape's spittle all over his head and face.

If he hadn't been completely unreasonable, Harry believed he absolutely couldn't have controlled his temper.

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Chapter 502 Professor, watch out!!

Darren woke up again when he was disturbed.

"Tell them to keep their voices down. They've already woken Harry up, do they want to wake Darren up too?"

"What exactly happened this time? Wasn't it all over already?"

Of course, there are other voices as well.

It was Professor McGonagall's voice.

She shouted, "Why? Why did you bring Dementors to the school?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that! Everyone knows what happened today, so it's perfectly reasonable for me to be prepared!"

Fudge's voice.

“But that Dementor, it kissed Barty Crouch Jr., how could it do that? What if Dumbledore finds out…”

"You kissed, so what? I don't think it's necessary to come all the way here to find me about this, is it?" Fudge said unhappily.

Then he pushed open the ward door.

"Where is Dumbledore? I heard he's here!"

"Fudge asked loudly."

"No, he's not here. Get out of here, Minister, don't disturb the patient's rest!"

The female doctor said angrily.

Fudge ignored her.

He looked around the ward and then he saw Harry.

He walked up to Harry.

“Listen, Harry, I think I have to tell you.”

What you experienced tonight was not the resurrection of the Mystic, but rather the actions of a group of Death Eaters.

Their goal was to spread this panic... They also slandered some very noble pure-blood wizards.

Like Lucius Malfoy, who was resting at home at the time, he did not leave.

So it's just a bunch of Death Eaters torturing you!

We will capture those Death Eaters as soon as possible to give you justice.

Harry had just been woken up and wasn't quite clear-headed yet.

But he still said angrily, "That's Voldemort! You don't even dare to call him by his name!"

Fudge's face contorted with anger at his words.