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“I am Tyk, Tyk Montali, I…I want to challenge you…”
He stammered as he spoke.
Then I wanted to say something that made him admit defeat.
However, before he could even speak, Darren, who had just displayed such prowess, shook his head sheepishly and said, "I admit defeat."
"what?"
Tyke stared at Darren in bewilderment.
With Darren's strength, there's no way he could admit defeat.
Do you look down on me?
Tyk was a little annoyed.
Although Darren's conceding defeat might seem like a victory, he didn't want to win like that!
"No no no!"
Darren quickly shook his head, smiled shyly, and said in a low voice, "I can't control my power; it just keeps hurting me whenever I use it..."
He glanced at Malfoy.
Tyk understood.
Using it is like committing murder; it certainly shouldn't be used lightly.
But shouldn't Darren have given up?
Only those with great power should stand here.
"No, I just heard you say that you want to choose a stronger prefect."
That way, if someone bullies you, he can help. But, but I can't. If I show up, I might kill someone... so..."
He lowered his head in remorse.
He was clearly very sad that he couldn't help.
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +20]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +30]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +10]
[bite……]
In just a few words, Darren gained over 300 Father Points.
Although each person didn't give much, it's clear that everyone appreciated him.
I'm still a little afraid of him.
Most people distanced themselves from Darren after he conceded defeat and walked away.
I was afraid of upsetting him.
Making someone angry might just be the start of a few curses.
If you anger this guy, one punch from him could be fatal!
Darren sighed dejectedly, standing at the very back of everyone, all alone like a pitiful little thing.
Snape stared at his retreating figure, remained silent for a moment, and finally said coldly:
"Darren Porter has his own dormitory room, and no one else is allowed to enter his room!"
This brat has offended Malfoy.
He watched Draco grow up, though he wasn't inherently evil.
But he is by no means a kind person.
Moreover, Darren broke Draco's amulet, so perhaps the next act of revenge will come from Lucius's teachings.
He couldn't keep an eye on Malfoy every single moment.
And Darren can't unleash that power at any time.
That power, Dumbledore had told him.
Silently.
A controlled silence.
But Dumbledore also told him to try, and even never, let Darren use that power again.
Who knows if this unknown power will turn into a death warrant?
Therefore, he absolutely cannot let that brat use that power again!
Chapter 49 Cassandra's Target
Following Snape's words.
The entire Slytherin community breathed a sigh of relief.
Not only did Snape not want them to share a dorm room with Darren, but they themselves didn't want to share a dorm room with Darren either.
Who knows if this guy might get angry one day and just punch them to death?
They don't have the Malfoy family's protective charms in their house.
Snape pursed his lips, waved his hand, and signaled for the remaining matches to continue.
He noticed that the boy's eyes were almost closed.
The position of prefect for the first year ultimately went to Cassandra.
Snape glanced at her emotionlessly, then waved for her to leave with the first-year students.
It was only then that Darren noticed Cassandra had also entered Slytherin.
Yes, this is Katniss from Slytherin.
It's normal for him to come in; it would be strange if he didn't.
Darren yawned.
I followed behind all the new students as we walked towards the dormitory.
Tyke, who was sitting in the last row, was so scared that he walked around trembling, afraid that Darren would punch him.
Darren pursed his lips.
Does he seem like such a violent person?
He's just sleepy right now.
He didn't want to radiate his saintly aura.
I just want to lie in bed and sleep.
After choosing a dormitory room, I buried myself under the bed curtains and fell asleep.
……
Seven o'clock the next morning.
Darren stretched and walked out of the dormitory.
As soon as you turn the corner, you'll find that all the first-year students in Slytherin are ready and sitting in the common room, lost in thought.
"Hmph, I'm just waiting for you!"
"I'm not happy about it," Malfoy said.
He didn't want to wait for Darren with the other students, but Cassandra disagreed and even put her wand on his head.
He was so frightened that he had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender and decide to back down this time.
"Sorry, I overslept!"
Darren quickly apologized, feeling embarrassed.
He really hadn't expected that Slytherins would attend classes together.
"It's not too late. From now on, everyone should come out after 7 PM!"
Cassandra spoke in a relatively gentle tone.
Apart from Darren, all the Slytherins experienced her temper last night.
She's even more aloof than Becky.
And they did it without saying a word.
He was extremely skilled at using magic spells.
She's practically a third-grade female academic star.
What's even more criticized is her coldness.
He was indifferent to everyone.
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