Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Patchouli doesn't want your money. If you give all your money to Patchouli, you'll go hungry.

Harry suddenly felt his stomach churning.

Darren's kindness left him speechless.

Patchouli, a house-elf, would be kicked out of other people's homes, but Darren treats her like a treasure.

As Patty said, even when he himself couldn't afford to eat, he still had to pay Patty a salary.

But he himself was struggling to find food! Harry's mind was in turmoil.

Then he heard Darren's hesitant voice.

"Patch, could you please make something for Hermione to eat? You don't need to make anything for me, I'm not hungry."

"Not hungry?" Harry's eyes reddened.

His silly little brother!

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"Aren't you hungry? I can hear your stomach rumbling!"

Harry finally couldn't hold back and rushed out.

Darren looked surprised.

He quickly told Patty to leave.

It seems that he was worried that Harry was asking Patty something.

Harry could tell at a glance—his guilty conscience.

He angrily grabbed Patty and asked, "Patty, tell me honestly, has Darren been eating properly lately?"

Darren felt a little guilty.

He hadn't taught Patty this question yet. So he quickly shook his head at Patty.

This made Harry even more heartbroken.

If she had been eating properly, how could this have happened? Patty was also a little confused.

It didn't know how to make up a lie to tell Harry that Darren had been eating specialties from various countries every day.

The menu changes daily, and sometimes a single meal can cost hundreds or even thousands of Galleons.

"Patch, get out of here!"

Darren realized that Patty really couldn't make things up, so he immediately said something.

Harry stared angrily at the spot where Patchouli had disappeared.

Then he turned to look at Darren.

He seemed to want to curse something.

But he ultimately held back.

He said with a heavy heart, "Darren, I know you didn't have any money before, but now that I'm giving you money, you must eat well from now on."

If you don't eat what the school's house-elf makes for you, then you can ask Patchouli to make it for you!

Darren looked at Harry with surprise.

In other words, he can finally openly order takeout while others are eating school meals?

Darren nodded solemnly.

His eyes reddened, and he said, moved, "Brother, thank you!"

Thank you for sharing this news with me today. Now he can eat even better without any guilt!

Because Harry and Darren reached an agreement, they were finally able to attend classes properly.

The first class of the semester was herbal medicine.

Professor Sprout, who teaches Herbalism, is a plump and very kind professor who is also the head of Hufflepuff.

And she really likes Darren.

During class, she always tried to get Darren to answer questions and then gave him extra points.

Today is the same.

She cheerfully picked up a sticky, gooey lump and looked at Darren, saying, "Darren, tell me, what is this?"

"The tuber of the 'babo' needs to be squeezed by hand, and its pus can treat acne..." Darren spoke eloquently.

Professor Sprout said with great delight, “Excellent, Slytheringard X.”

I hope you can all learn from Darren; he's always so knowledgeable. Darren looked embarrassed.

Then, led by Professor Sprout, they put on dragon-skin gloves and began to squeeze the pus from the Babo tubers.

When get out of class ended, Professor Sprout told them some news.

Hufflepuff's Eloise wanted to get rid of her acne, but instead she used her wand and ended up blowing up her own nose.

“Oh, Darren, don’t worry, Mrs. Pomfrey grew her nose back in a second.”

Professor Sprout comforted Darren.

Darren smiled and nodded.

In reality, he was just shocked.

Good heavens, besides Voldemort, are there actually people in this world who don't want their noses?

Fortunately.

The get out of class bell rang.

The next lesson is Hagrid's course on protecting magical creatures.

Hagrid's classes were always so boring.

Apart from the first time with the hippogriff, Darren felt that the subsequent lessons were just a waste of time.

The same is true now.

At the start of the school year, they were asked to raise a creature called the blasting snail.

This creature is very strange...

Darren never found any reason for the existence of this creature.

This creature may be intended for consumption by other animals.

Moreover, only animals that are truly starving and have no other choice would do such a thing.

This creature also looks particularly disgusting.

It's like a maggot.

And its tail can explode.

If handled improperly, you could be injured by their tails.

Darren desperately wanted to ask Hagrid what the point of keeping such a thing was, but as a young saint, he certainly couldn't do such a thing.

So he could only continue his aimless lifestyle, wandering over to Hermione and talking to her about house-elves.

Hermione was a little conflicted.

She didn't want Darren to know about this from the beginning.

Because Darren is always so kind.

He will be very sad to hear this news.

really.

After hearing the news, Darren stopped eating.

Hermione had eaten a steak and bread that morning, and even some food that Darren had Patchouli bring over, yet she still felt a bit hungry.

Moreover, Darren, who hadn't eaten anything all morning, was an exception.

However, she still told Darren mysteriously.

She has already started trying to do something that might improve the living conditions of some house-elves.

But she wouldn't tell Darren what it was about, nor did she want Darren to get involved.

In her own words:

Darren, you'd better not know. You forgot that you were in St. Mungo's, where there was some magical upheaval. They didn't want you to get emotionally agitated, or something bad would happen.

I don't want you to see that scene.

Darren could only express his regret at not being able to participate, saying he was "very sad."

This made Hermione hug him guiltily.