Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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He hoped to see Ron.

But there were people everywhere, and he couldn't tell which one was Ron.

But even so, it's better than him sitting here doing nothing and watching himself bleed.

Harry was thinking about Ron's selection process.

Then he thought about Darren's recent behavior. Darren had been acting strangely lately.

Darren was leaving Snape's office earlier and earlier each day. But the weariness on his face and the increasing self-doubt he displayed were growing.

On several occasions, he even heard Darren muttering to himself, as if saying something like Snape wasn't that kind of person.

With these thoughts in mind, Harry felt he might know something.

Because Darren had told him before that Snape said he also had bad things to say about Dumbledore.

But Harry thinks this is perfectly normal, doesn't he?

Snape had always disliked him, so it was normal for him to speak ill of him. It's also possible that Snape spoke ill of Dumbledore.

Because Snape had once complained to Fudge about Dumbledore.

He was angry that Dumbledore had given him so many privileges.

Darren used to think these things were normal, so why is he suddenly worried?

Harry was puzzled, but he also felt that he should find out about this matter as soon as possible.

Regardless, he himself wouldn't feel at ease living with Darren constantly worrying like that.

As Harry thought about it, he wrote on a piece of paper with a quill: I will never lie again.

I will never lie again. I will never lie again.

The parchment was stained red with the blood from the back of his hand. Half an hour later.

Umbridge finally reached Harry from behind.

"Let me see if you've truly understood this sentence."

Umbridge pressed on Harry's wound with her hand.

She even opened up the cut on Harry's wound a little. Ouch!

Harry couldn't help but make a sound. It wasn't Umbridge who hurt him.

It was because his scar caused him extreme pain when Umbridge's hand touched it.

Just like every time Voldemort approached him.

"It hurts a lot? Looks like you've learned a harsh lesson this time!"

Umbridge laughed.

She probably thought Harry had given in.

“Very good, it seems Mr. Potter, your punishment can end here. I have given you a very good lesson.”

Umbridge laughed. Then she stepped back, making way for them.

Harry left through that passage.

He remained silent, pretending not to have sensed anything.

In reality, he was extremely nervous.

Umbridge...could she be some Death Eater in disguise? He walked with a stern face to the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Mibu Mibao".

He went into the lounge.

The common lounge was bustling with activity.

Harry saw Ron laughing as he held up a glass of butterbeer. As soon as Ron came in, Harry shoved a bottle into his hand.

"I passed! I really passed, Harry! I'm now the goalkeeper of Gryffindor!"

He shouted loudly.

Harry suppressed his nervousness and offered a few words of congratulations.

Then he asked worriedly, "What about Darren and Hermione?"

"They're over there!"

Fred pointed to the fireside.

Darren was fast asleep, clutching a mug of butterbeer and slumped over the table.

Hermione was carefully taking the cup out of his hand. She draped a garment over Darren's shoulders.

He muttered under his breath, "Ron said he was selected, and everyone was very happy, so Fred and the others brought butterbeer and got Darren drunk."

"But he was really too tired."

"Yes, his dark circles are so bad, we don't know how long it's been since he's had a proper night's sleep."

Fred and George spoke in hushed, helpless voices. Hermione sighed.

"So, I didn't stop you. I was just thinking that there was a better way to put him to sleep, and there was no need to force him to drink."

"But he doesn't drink anything else!"

"We gave him some candy to make him faint, but he saw through it as soon as he saw it!"

Fred and George said in frustration.

"I told you, don't share your little tricks with others. What if they get sick from them?"

Hermione got angry.

“We’ve tested it on ourselves many times and there are absolutely no problems. Besides, we just want Darren’s feedback!”

"That's right, Darren said our idea and creativity were excellent, but he didn't want to go into a coma, so he refused the candy."

Fred and George angrily explained to Hermione.

Because Hermione said that if they didn't listen to her demands, she would tell Mrs. Weasley what they had done.

They dared not provoke her.

"Then..."

Hermione was about to say something.

Fred and George pushed her to see Darren.

"Stop staring at us, turn your attention to your Darren. A girl's got her eye on him!"

Hermione quickly turned around.

Sure enough, some girls started walking towards Darren. It seemed like they wanted to sit with him.

She walked over with a stern face.

He sat down next to Darren, causing the girl to leave in a huff. Harry watched all this, rubbing his temples.

He grabbed Ron and whispered, "Go to Hermione and Darren. Before Darren wakes up, I have something to tell you!"

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Chapter 538 Don't tell Dumbledore!!

Harry whispered what had happened in Umbridge's office.

Hermione and Ron both widened their eyes.

While they were still in fear, Darren's gentle voice rang out.

"Brother, do you suspect that Umbridge, like Professor Quirrell in the first year, is possessed by Voldemort?"

Harry and the others were startled.

"Why did you wake up?"

He even specifically chose a time when Darren had fallen asleep after drinking to say it. Surprisingly, Darren woke up.

"I woke up after a short nap, just in time to hear what you were saying."

Darren said helplessly.

He pretended to be drunk so he could spend more time with Hermione.

But then Harry, Ron, and the others showed up. What was he pretending for? Harry felt a little guilty.

He thought they were the ones who woke Darren up.

However, what Darren said was indeed what he wanted to say. He genuinely felt that such a possibility existed.

But Darren shook his head.

"It's unlikely. Voldemort didn't have a physical body at the time, so he possessed Professor Quirrell's body."

Now that he has a body, how could he possibly possess Umbridge's body again?