Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

Professor McGonagall said with a serious face.

Darren noticed Hermione sitting up straight, looking as if she was afraid of being kicked out.

"Look, like this!"

Professor McGonagall waved her wand, turning the podium into a pig, and then turning it back again.

Darren noticed that everyone's eyes lit up with excitement.

Obviously, they thought this kind of magic was extremely cool.

But everyone soon realized that it would take a lot of effort to reach this level.

Darren, along with all the students, took a lot of notes, and then Professor McGonagall gave each of them a match.

She asked them to turn the match into a needle.

She walked around the classroom, guiding the students' techniques and spells.

Darren was already very clear about the theory.

He waved his wand.

Well, the first time it only changed a little bit.

Okay, his Transfiguration talent was only 6 at the moment.

So Darren used the 7 talent points he had exchanged before to add 4 points to his Transfiguration talent, and now his Transfiguration talent is 10 points.

He waved his wand again, and a wonderful change appeared.

The match magically turned into a needle, with a small eye on it.

"Perfect, Mr. Potter has already done it, Slytherin gets 10 points!"

Professor McGonagall exclaimed, covering her mouth.

She turned to look at Harry, frowning slightly.

The child's match had not changed at all.

She even saw the child's messy notes.

Truly worthy of being a Gryffindor!

Again scolding... criticizing the Sorting Hat's decision to put Darren in Slytherin.

...

The second class was Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Many people were most looking forward to this class.

As a result, they were stunned to find that this teacher could only stammer and read from the book.

And the classroom was filled with the smell of garlic.

This made many Slytherin students frown in disgust as soon as they entered.

"It stinks so much, teacher, don't you take a bath?"

Chapter 54 Gryffindor Table

Malfoy said disgustedly, covering his nose, he even wanted to get out of this classroom.

Darren also wanted to.

He almost vomited.

He had eaten too much in the morning, and he couldn't control his stomach at all now.

He even wanted to wait for Malfoy to go out, and then use the excuse of looking for Malfoy to chase him out himself.

However, Malfoy finally endured it.

He could only sit in the corner with difficulty, letting himself pass the remaining time of this class as soon as possible.

Fortunately, this professor didn't care what they were doing, so Darren opened a crack in the door so he could get some air.

It was not easy to wait until the end of the class, and he slipped out first.

Just as he slipped out, he seemed to feel a gaze looking at him complexly.

But this feeling disappeared in an instant.

Friday.

Harry and Ron finally arrived at the hall on time in the morning and saw Darren who had not left yet.

For this whole week, he wanted to talk to Darren while eating breakfast every day.

However, sadly, he would get lost for a long time every time, and then when he finally arrived at the hall, he would find that the Slytherin students had already left.

"Darren!"

Harry quickly walked to Darren's side.

"Are you doing okay?"

He asked hesitantly.

But after asking, he felt that he had asked a silly question.

For the past week, he had noticed that Darren was always sitting alone.

Even if there were people next to him, it was Malfoy or an extremely aloof Slytherin girl.

Malfoy was obviously mocking Darren, and although Harry had never seen the Slytherin girl mock Darren, she rarely paid attention to Darren either.

Darren must be having a terrible time.

"Harry!"

Darren turned his head in surprise, his face full of smiles.

Looking at Harry as if looking at some great treasure.

Well, for Darren, Harry's appearance was a great joy.

He hadn't gotten any special rewards at school in the past two days, only a thousand Saint Father points.

He had learned a first-year potions book and a Defense Against the Dark Arts book, and that was it.

He now urgently needed someone to show his Saint Father aura.

For example, Harry, who was the focus of everyone's attention.

Harry felt a little guilty.

He should have come earlier.

But he couldn't see Darren at all these days except for class.

"Darren, come with me to Gryffindor, I want to talk to you!"

Harry patted Darren on the shoulder, inviting Darren to the Gryffindor side in full view of everyone.

He didn't notice at all that everyone in Slytherin was focusing their attention on Darren.

Never before had a Slytherin gone to Gryffindor while eating.

If Darren did, he would be ostracized by the entire academy, and even punished by the student council.

Darren also felt these gazes, but he didn't care. As a little Saint Father, he could withstand this pressure.

Making such a sacrifice for Harry, he didn't believe he wouldn't get Saint Father points!

But he couldn't be too quick, he had to show his hesitation and choice.

So Darren pursed his lips, his face gradually turning pale, obviously he was indeed a little scared under the gaze of so many Slytherins.

But he immediately stood up and said firmly: "Let's go, brother!"

[Ding, Saint Father points + 80]

[Ding, Saint Father points + 100]

[Ding, Saint Father points + 90]

[Ding, Saint Father points + 70]

[Ding...]

Darren was shocked.

He knew that saying this would definitely get Saint Father points, but he didn't expect it to be so much.

Adding it all up, it was nearly two thousand Saint Father points.

This was too much!

Sure enough, Harry was more suitable for him to farm Saint Father points!

"I hope you can sit down. If I were you, I would finish this meal before leaving. Slytherin hates traitors!"

Just as Darren was about to leave, a hand pressed on his shoulder.