Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Then they left Honeyduke together. It was then that Harry felt the cold.

He put the invisibility cloak back on.

Darren was freezing cold, even though he was wrapped tightly in his clothes.

Even the warm spells can't withstand the onslaught of the cold wind!

“Let’s go to the Three Brooms’ place for some butterbeer, quick, let’s warm up!” Ron suggested.

No one had any objections.

Even Harry agreed.

Then they finally sat down at the three brooms.

This is a small hotel.

Its owner is Ms. Rosmerta. She is a very charming woman. She has a fantastic figure and a striking face. Men passing by always stare at her.

Ron blushed.

He stood up hesitantly, then said, "I'll go order some drinks!"

Darren, of course, also saw the woman.

He sighed and thought about his age. In the end, he could only dejectedly decide to have a few more drinks.

However, when Ron came over with the plate...

He then realized that the four butterbeers that were supposed to be served had become three butterbeers and one lemonade.

"Oh, this juice is for you..."

Hermione took the juice and placed it in front of Darren.

This was something she specifically asked Ron to take.

Seeing Darren's puzzled look, she said somewhat embarrassedly, "If you want to drink, we can take it back to drink. It's fine if you don't want to drink here and then stay here to sleep, right?"

Sleeping? With whom? Ms. Rosmerta? Uh.

He estimated it would take even longer.

cough.

Hermione probably didn't mean that.

Darren then remembered that when he was in his second year, he had pretended to be drunk so that Hermione and the others could sneak into the Slytherin common room.

He was eventually taken to the school clinic.

Although that was because he was talking to Gellert.

But clearly, Hermione and the others took it to heart.

As a little saint, Darren certainly couldn't insist on drinking butterbeer, so he could only pick up lemonade.

Drink it all in one gulp.

A gust of cold wind blew through his hair. Darren shivered violently.

He looked back.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Hagrid, and Fudge walked in, all smiling!

Hermione immediately and without hesitation used her wand to pull the Christmas tree from the corner of the hotel and placed it in front of them.

And then he kicked Harry under the table.

"Shut up, or you'll face the consequences if you get caught!"

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Chapter 342 He gave Darren to the Death Eaters!

Darren clicked his tongue in amazement.

As expected of Hermione.

That was incredibly decisive.

Especially that kick from Duan Hali, it was definitely mixed with personal grudges.

He almost burst out laughing.

However, as a little saint.

His face naturally showed a look of worry and confusion.

Hermione looked at him, a little embarrassed, but she still lowered her voice and spoke.

"Darren, you don't really think that Harry was allowed to come by the professor's permission, do you?" Darren opened his mouth in astonishment.

Clearly, that was his previous belief.

When Darren realized that Harry had lied to him, he showed a shocked and sad expression.

“Brother,” he whispered. Harry felt incredibly guilty.

I wish I had known he wouldn't have lied to Darren.

Darren sighed as he looked at his expression, then draped the Invisibility Cloak over Harry's shoulders.

"Brother, get dressed. I'll block the professors. We absolutely cannot let them see you."

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Darren looked extremely guilty.

He has always been obedient and well-behaved.

I never expected that I would have to keep it a secret from the professor for Harry's sake.

He kept his head down, wishing he could pretend he had never been there.

Hermione glared at Harry.

This made Harry feel even more guilty.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall's voice broke the silence at that moment.

"A cup of canyon water."

Professor McGonagall spoke to Ms. Rosmerta.

"My four pints of mead."

Hagrid said.

"I'd like a glass of juice."

"Red currant syrup".

They all ordered drinks.

It looks like I'll be sitting here for a long time.

Harry sighed in frustration.

How could he not have imagined that this was the last Hogsmeade trip before the holidays, and the professor was much more likely to come?

He saw Hermione's gaze harden even more.

I also noticed Darren's pale face.

Fortunately, what Professor McGonagall and the others said next diverted his attention.

"Minister, what brings you here?"

Ms. Rosmerta came over with four drinks.

She looked at Fudge with a smile.

Fudge sighed helplessly.

"Besides Sirius Black, there's no one else!"

"When will he finally be caught? My shop has been searched twice this month by Dementors, and they've scared all my customers away!"

Ms. Rosmerta's voice was somewhat shrill.

Fudge looked somewhat uncomfortable.

However, he still said, "This is necessary..."

His words were interrupted by Rosmerta.

"Minister, I just can't accept the fact that Sirius is this kind of person... You know, when he was in school, when he was still a child, I never imagined he would turn out like this."

"Of course, I didn't expect it either, and I'm afraid no one here expected it either."

Moreover, you only see his crimes in the newspapers.