Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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So we need to develop a few more spells, like transforming him so he comes over to clean every day?

However, he quickly rejected the idea because he couldn't make the replica of himself react the same way.

That curse will likely be broken.

His public image will collapse then.

So every day when Filch wasn't around, I would tap his office a few times with my wand.

This way, you can definitely gain "saintly father" status and solidify your persona.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Halloween is just around the corner.

During this period, Darren would come over to Mr. Filch's office every day when Mr. Filch was not there and spend some time there.

He tapped his table with his wand, cast a spell, and then examined some of his newly acquired toys.

Darren gains two points of favorability almost every time he finishes cleaning.

He found that this Mr. Filch was quite arrogant.

Every day, there's a designated time for them to leave in a grand manner, and when they return, they make a lot of noise, giving him enough time to "clean up."

Perhaps this gentleman felt embarrassed?

But we won't mention any of that now.

The arrival of Halloween made Darren realize that his peaceful life was about to be disrupted again.

Sure enough, before Halloween.

Harry told him apologetically that he had promised Nick he would attend his death anniversary party.

Darren almost instinctively wanted to refuse.

Fortunately, he managed to control himself.

Because that would ruin one's public image.

So he thought for a moment and said, "Wherever my brother goes, I will go!"

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]

Harry looked at him with emotion, reached out and patted Darren on the shoulder, and was about to say something when he saw Darren look away awkwardly.

"what happened?"

Harry asked seriously.

Darren never avoids him, and judging from Darren's expression, he was clearly hurt by the slap.

But he only used a little force, so why would it hurt?

Did Slytherin bully Darren?

"Brother, I'm fine... Let's go to the memorial party..."

"Where are you going? Let me see your shoulder first!"

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"Brother, my shoulder is fine!"

Darren shrugged his shoulders, a smile on his face.

He thought he was hiding it well, but Harry, Ron, and Hermione could all tell he was lying.

It must hurt a lot, right?

It's not just one shoulder; there's probably a problem with the other shoulder as well.

"Let me see, are you disobeying your brother?"

Harry said angrily.

Darren pursed his lips, his face gradually turning pale, and looked at Harry with a pleading expression.

"elder brother………"

"hurry up!"

Darren, unable to deceive his brother any longer, opened his collar with trembling hands. Harry and the others were stunned.

Darren's shoulders were covered in bruises, and even his arms were swollen.

"What happened? Did those Slytherins bully you?"

Harry angrily pulled out his wand, wishing he could rush to Slytherin and drag all those people out to beat them up.

He just hit them on the head with his wand!

"No, no, it's not a Slytherin classmate, it's my own problem. Brother, please don't ask anymore, let's go to the anniversary party?"

"You can go to the anniversary party, but tell your brother what's going on. Don't be afraid, your brother can beat them up too!"

Harry said through gritted teeth.

Darren is so kind and innocent, why do the Slytherins bully his brother all the time?

Or perhaps someone else?

Those people disliked him, so they bullied his younger brother?

"Darren, tell me, tell me and I'll take you to the anniversary party!"

"quiet………"

Darren lowered his head in silence. Harry was furious.

He spun around a few times and said, "If you don't tell me, I'll... I won't take you to the anniversary party!"

"elder brother………"

Darren's green eyes had begun to turn red.

Harry suppressed his heartache; he was furious that someone dared to bully Darren, and Darren wouldn't tell him who it was or why.

"You're not allowed to go. You stay at the banquet and think carefully about how you're going to explain things to me when I get back!"

Harry, along with Ron and Hermione, steeled their hearts and turned to leave. Darren was left behind, head bowed, a look of pure joy on his face.

Aha! The plan succeeded. And who did it? Of course, he did it himself.

Just now, he had a sudden inspiration and made himself look bruised and swollen. Then, instead of revealing the truth, he insisted on going to the memorial party.

Harry will definitely stop him from going because he didn't tell him. Wouldn't that achieve our goal?

Of course, he was also prepared to blame the injury on cleaning Filch's office.

To prevent the savior from being punished, his brother personally cleaned Filch's house every day. Isn't that touching?

But he can't laugh right now.

He could only suppress his smile and return to the Slytherin table in a disheveled manner.

Throughout the night, he devoured a plump little chick without any appetite.

I also ate two cakes, a bunch of small puddings, and a few ice creams.

Because he was so "heartbroken," he didn't realize he had eaten too much, and his stomach hurt from it.

Darren suspected he might be getting diarrhea.

Darren quietly rubbed his stomach and decided to give up watching the Skull Dance Troupe's performance.

Although it looked good, he couldn't hold back any longer.

If his father, the young saint, had watched the dance a little too long and then, while at Hogwarts, even loosened his pants or let out a fart, he would have been dead here today.

He whispered something to Cassandra, then went to the restroom and hurriedly left the auditorium with fairly steady steps.

After he finally emerged from the toilet, he pointed to the sky and swore that he would never eat indiscriminately again.

He truly hadn't imagined that eating random things in the wizarding world could cause diarrhea. Sigh.

“Tear it apart…tear him apart…I’m so hungry…”

A chilling voice faintly echoed from upstairs. Clearly, the basilisk had begun its attack.

[Ding, detecting a scene where the Holy Father System is in action around the host, a temporary task is now issued:]

Following the basilisk's voice, they reached their destination three minutes later.

[Ding! Mission completed. You have gained 500 Holy Father Points. Would you like to accept the mission?]

Hmm. The reward isn't much. But it's not like I can't accept it.

[Receive.]