Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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He didn't know if Darren could hold on until then.

Darren's breathing grew weaker and weaker, and even Voldemort's healing spell did little to improve his condition.

Harry could barely hold back his tears.

He knew that Voldemort had just cast many spells on him.

Darren blocked all those spells.

He only made it this far because of this trophy. Darren must have thought that once he was brought here, he could go back on his own.

Only then did he feel relieved enough to collapse.

Voldemort! Harry clenched his fist.

Suddenly he felt his magic return.

This good news almost made him lose control of his expression.

Fortunately, Voldemort was bending down to check on Darren's condition at that moment and didn't seem to notice him.

"Very good, he's about to die!"

"Voldemort said coldly."

He cast a healing spell on Darren, but there was no reaction.

"It should all end now. Voldemort should have known this would be the outcome!"

Voldemort roared. He left Darren's side.

Then he grabbed Harry.

"Then you should go back to your previous position; that's where you truly belong!"

He dragged Harry to the tree they had been looking at before.

"My family... is all gone, but!"

He turned his head.

A rustling sound came from all around.

One by one, hooded figures approached Voldemort's vicinity.

Voldemort shouted, "Look, Harry Potter, these are my real family. Blood ties shouldn't exist; they're wrong!"

Harry was completely baffled.

But Voldemort didn't even look at him at this moment.

He looked at the hooded figures and chuckled softly, “My Death Eaters, let me see you… your intact and healthy bodies make me envious!”

"Excruciating pain!"

He shouted at a Death Eater.

The Death Eater let out a piercing scream.

The other Death Eaters all knelt down.

They knelt there, trembling.

"Master...Master, spare me..."

"Spare my life? I originally wanted to keep you alive a little longer, since there was still plenty of time, but now I want you to die now, so that at least someone who is still alive can witness your death, right?"

Avada Kedavra!

A body was tossed high into the air and landed next to Darren.

He had already stopped breathing.

Only then did the Death Eaters notice Darren.

Lucius's body trembled.

He said tremblingly, "Master...Master, is that Darren Porter? Has he...has he already been killed by you?"

"Oh no, I never hide anything from anyone, that child."

Although he was spoiled by Dumbledore, he was a strong man, a strong man whom Voldemort respected.

I didn't kill him; I did it to protect his good brother.

This Harry Potter, once—no, once hailed by everyone as the one who defeated Voldemort—ultimately fell here.

Lucius gave Harry a cold look.

"Then, Master... let me... let me kill him!"

"No, no, no, Lucius, that's not necessary. I want to kill Harry Potter in front of everyone! I want everyone to know that Voldemort is back!"

Voldemort looked coldly at Harry.

Then he sneered and said, "I know you've regained your magic. Take out your wand, and let's have a fair duel!"

duel?

Harry looked up at Voldemort blankly. Could he really fight Voldemort? He hesitated.

but.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

The excruciating pain assaulted every nerve in Harry's body.

He could even hear himself screaming, hear his own pain.

He suddenly remembered that Darren seemed to have suffered this kind of pain when he was in first grade.

Darren seems to have never had a good life since he came to the magical world.

He was almost constantly in danger.

Actually, it was him who had to endure this pain from the very beginning, wasn't it?

In his daze, he heard Voldemort say in a disdainful voice, "What boy who survived? He's just your mother... that foolish woman. She used a clever spell on you, which caused the spell to bounce back when I killed you!"

is it?

So this is the truth?

He wasn't some boy who survived a great calamity, nor was he a savior, because it was all just a spell cast by his mother.

Harry, still dazed, glanced at Darren.

He thought, thankfully Darren didn't wake up. If Darren heard this news, he would definitely be sad.

Because he risked his life to protect the wrong person.

He is neither a savior nor the person Darren should worship most.

Harry thought sadly...

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“Master…we, we long to know…how you accomplished…this miracle…and brought us back to our side…”

One of the Death Eaters asked a question.

Voldemort laughed loudly.

"So this is a very long story. More than ten years ago, I was tricked by that foolish woman... I went further than anyone else on the path to immortality... conquered death... I ended up in that forest in Albania... Three years ago, a wizard was persuaded by me and took me away... I failed again, not by this boy, but by Darren Porter..."

Voldemort walked up to Darren.

He then gave Darren a resurrection spell.

It seems like they're testing whether Darren is still beyond saving.

Darren finally gave him face and seemed to be a little better, which made him feel much better. He stood up and continued, "I was defeated... I had to go back again... Wormtail, he went there, he found—me."

During the summer vacation, we met Bertha Joggins from the Ministry of Magic... and from him we learned the whereabouts of one of my loyal servants...

My servant, who has served me at Hogwarts for a year, brought me Harry Potter, and of course, Darren Potter...

He defeated me before; he is a strong man, and I can give him this honor!

And if he knew the truth, he would understand that Dumbledore had absolutely no good intentions; he wanted to turn him into a dog…

Nowadays!

My servant brought them here, and Wormtail resurrected me with my father's bones, my servant's flesh, and the blood of my enemy, Harry Potter!

As a result, the insect's tail lost an arm!

Voldemort walked up to Wormtail and gestured for him to raise his arm. He waved his hand.

Hands grew out from the arm on the insect's tail.

It was a gleaming silver hand.

However, the insect's tail moved slightly, just like its own hand.