Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

If there's a next time, this little brat might not be so lucky.

"Alright, let's talk about why you're here!"

What's this little brat doing running around here for no reason?

The office of a former Death Eater, and as Harry Potter's brother, he actually dares to come here, isn't he afraid of death?

"Professor, today is my detention..."

Darren said hesitantly.

Snape was stunned.

His icy eyes suddenly became a little comical.

Darren almost laughed out loud.

But in order not to be Avada Kedavra'd by Snape, he lowered his head, pretending to be well-behaved, waiting for Snape's reply.

"Yes, yes, today is your detention, then... go get your textbook and study, or have you finished copying the school rules?!"

Snape said in embarrassment and anger.

Darren held back his laughter.

He took out his parchment, preparing to copy the school rules here.

Poor Snape, has he never thought that detention should be punishing him, not making him do homework here...

One hundred times the school rules, Darren hadn't written a single word before.

If he hadn't suddenly remembered today, he would have had to wait until Snape asked him for it to remember.

At that time, Professor Snape, holding a stack of school rules copied by other Slytherin students, walked up to him.

Signaling him to hand in the school rules, and then he embarrassedly said: Professor, I forgot. That scene would probably ruin his character.

There aren't many Slytherin school rules.

There are probably more than thirty.

Every rule talks about maintaining image, preserving honor, and being united, even if it's just pretending.

Darren was almost able to recite them after copying them.

When he finished copying, Darren realized it was already late at night.

He turned his head and found Snape sitting in his office chair looking at him, and clearly looking at him, but his eyes weren't focused.

Okay, he's looking at his Lily.

Darren complained silently.

He even wanted to roll his eyes.

Because of Darren's actions, Snape finally came back to his senses.

"Finished writing? Bring it here and let me see."

Darren pouted and handed his pile of school rules to Snape.

Because he was worried that his handwriting would change too quickly and Snape would think he was someone else disguised with Polyjuice Potion, Darren still used his previous handwriting.

Well, it's also circles within circles, just not very good-looking.

As soon as Snape saw the words on it, he frowned very hard.

He pushed the parchment away, saying with some disgust: "Darren Potter, shouldn't you practice your handwriting properly?"

"Yes..."

He nodded dejectedly.

Is his handwriting that bad?

He really thought it was okay, right?

"Handwriting is a person's face. The first time I saw your handwriting, I thought it was written by some reckless Gryffindor lion!"

Snape continued to mock.

He counted the school rules Darren had copied, and after confirming there were no problems, he tapped the table with his wand.

A plate of food appeared on the table, all of which Darren usually ate at the dining table.

"Eat quickly, and after you finish eating, get out... go to sleep quickly!"

Snape said impatiently.

He took out a pile of homework and quickly began to grade it.

"Come earlier tomorrow, leave earlier. Sleeping so late, the famous Harry Potter might say I'm abusing you, did you hear that?"

"Oh."

74

Chapter 74: It's the same being a son to anyone!!

Darren walked out of Snape's office speechlessly.

He found that Snape's tone of speaking to him was becoming more and more like the tone of speaking to a son.

And he still couldn't correct him.

Oh well, it's the same being a son to anyone.

He looked at the time, it was already late at night.

Well, it seems he missed Harry and Malfoy's duel.

But he still decided to go take a look.

When he climbed to the fourth floor of the castle, he suddenly heard a burst of running sounds.

"It's Darren!"

"Oh my god, Darren, why are you here too!"

"Uh, Filch is coming!"

"Peeves is coming!"

"Darren, hurry up and follow!"

Before Darren could greet Harry and the others, Harry grabbed his clothes and ran forward.

Being pulled along by Harry, Darren, according to his character, could only honestly run forward with them, and then crashed heavily into a door.

"We're finished, we're dead!"

Ron shouted.

Before them was a solid door, blocking their way.

"This seems to be..."

Darren said hesitantly, and then saw Hermione pointing her wand at the door and saying: "Alohomora!"

The door opened immediately, no one cared what Darren wanted to say, they pushed him in, and then everyone held their breath, looking outside through the crack in the door.

"Peeves, where did they run off to?"

Filch asked angrily.

"You have to say please, then I'll tell you!"

Peeves said jumping up and down.

"I say..."

Darren was listening when he suddenly felt someone poking him next to him. He turned his head and saw it was Neville.

And then he looked behind Neville.

Whoa!

A big dog like a monster, its head almost touching the ceiling.

It has three heads, each with a pair of eyes that look full of malice.

Its saliva was dripping on everyone's bodies.

Hiss!

[System, transfer twenty talent points to me, put them all on the Animal Affinity talent]

[Ding, conversion successful]

As the system's voice fell, Darren suddenly felt that the three-headed dog in front of him looked much kinder. Maybe it thought Darren looked better than before, the three-headed dog's head gently leaned closer to Darren.

Darren felt relieved.

Then he suddenly pushed Neville and Harry away, and shouted: "You guys run, run!"

"Darren! Filch..."