Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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"I'm here... Can you tell me what secret my brother has?"

Please, I'll do anything you ask, just let my brother go.

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +10]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +5]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +1]

[bite…]

Darren was completely dumbfounded.

what's going on?

He spoke with such sincerity, yet these people only gave him this little bit of saintly value?

Is this really a plan to kill him?

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Chapter 186 Voldemort at Sixteen!

"See, see... I knew it! As long as I threatened him with Harry Potter, he would definitely run out like an idiot, haha!"

Flint laughed loudly.

The Slytherin students next to him also joined in, loudly mocking Darren.

Darren noticed that several students looked reluctant and obviously did not want to come over.

"Let me out...let me talk to him..."

A somewhat invigorating voice rang out in front of everyone.

Then Darren saw a Slytherin student pull a black diary out of his pocket.

Then he scratched his hand with his wand, and blood gushed out.

The diary was pasted on the wound.

As the Slytherin student grew paler, a young and handsome figure appeared before everyone.

"grown ups!"

"Lord Dark Lord!"

"I swear to be loyal to the Dark Lord to the death."

Voldemort.

Or rather, a younger version, a 16-year-old Voldemort.

Case solved.

He said that these Slytherins knew his strength, and even if they disliked him, they would never dare to confront him directly, and would apologize if necessary.

Not to mention, they even invited him here alone.

So, aside from overestimating Darren's saintly status, they also had Voldemort as their backer.

Darren looked helpless as he recalled the gaze the system had given him from Riddle last time.

When he received the reward, he knew that the soul fragment would definitely come knocking on his door.

Voldemort was kind to Darren in his first year because he wanted a child and his abilities showed that Darren had his blood.

However, this sixteen-year-old Voldemort probably didn't recognize his bloodline.

He must have heard the basilisk mention Darren.

Then they believed that Slytherin had produced another successor.

Two tigers cannot share one mountain, so he came looking for them.

Darren sighed.

I wonder what this guy is planning to do to him?

He remembered that the gaze given to Tom Riddle by the system could be used to attack Tom's soul.

He wasn't afraid of anything else.

I thought of the counterfeit card the system had given me.

Good grief, they even gave him the card for handling the aftermath.

Seeing that Darren wasn't speaking, the sixteen-year-old Voldemort opposite him was clearly a little unhappy.

He flashed a perfect smile, then extended his hand to Darren and said, "I expect you to obey me. I know who you are, and I suppose you know who I am too."

My servants say that you and your brother defeated me last year…”

At this point, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

But he continued talking.

“That me was weak, pitiful… barely clinging to life, but I am different.”

"I am in my prime. Come to my side, obey me, and I will not kill you!"

"dream!"

Darren sneered.

He pulled his wand from his pocket, then looked resolutely at 16-year-old Riddle…

"My brother wasn't afraid of you, so I won't be afraid of you either. No matter how strong you are, you're still just the same person..."

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +20]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +10]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +10]

[bite…]

This time, only six people received the "Holy Father Value" reminder, indicating that only six people were moved.

The others remained unmoved.

perhaps.

Forget it, let's see how these people behave.

Darren looked at Tom's transparent body and a mocking expression appeared on his face.

Tom Riddle was furious and ordered the Slytherin students behind him to grab Darren.

Although the students were somewhat frightened, the thought that Voldemort was in front of them still spurred them on to charge at Darren aggressively.

"Collapse!"

"The flames are blazing!"

"Bang! Explosion!"

"A thousand ants biting!"

"The terrifying giant scorpion!"

As those people approached.

Darren released the spell without hesitation.

Each one is more cruel than the last.

A whole bunch of people collapsed.

Even though six people were hiding behind the others and didn't make a move, Darren still dealt them a heavy blow.

Sixteen-year-old Tom was shocked.

He stared wide-eyed at the students around him, saying incredulously, "Impossible! This is the same Darren Porter you all called stupid like an idiot?"

Even though everyone says Darren Porter is stupid.

He clearly had the ability to dominate Slytherin, but he stubbornly adhered to his bottom line, allowing others to bully him as long as they didn't provoke him.

But now?

Who used this black magic so miraculously?

This kid is more like a dark demon than he is, okay?

"Sir, he is Darren Porter... Save us!"

"Yes, sir, please kill him quickly."

"I can't hold on any longer... Kill me, kill me now..."

One after another, Slytherin students fell to the ground in terror, each one seemingly dying with their eyes wide open.

Flint was so scared he almost knelt on the ground.

He had just boasted that he was the leader of these people, so he didn't rush forward.