Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

Chapter 412 can’t be too kind!!

Darren buried his head and ate hard.

Of course, although the food is fast, the movements are still very elegant.

Because there are no students in Slytherin who eat impolitely.

Even new students will honestly look at the eating posture of the senior sisters and slow down their speed.

Darren always felt that the atmosphere was a bit like going to the grave.

But when he saw Gryffindor’s eating posture, he felt that he still liked the way Slytherin ate.

As he was eating, the door to the auditorium opened.

Darren looked back.

A terrifying-looking man was walking in from outside, and it was he who pushed the door of the auditorium open.

He has a prosthetic leg with a claw-shaped foot underneath that prosthetic leg.

One of his eyes was particularly wide, and the other eye turned dripping and coughed softly when that eye turned in Darren’s direction.

“Dumbledore, I’m late.”

“Great, Moody, you’re finally here!”

Dumbledore smiled and stood up to welcome.

Then he said loudly, “This is Moody, and your future Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.” ”

Moody.

Darren looked at the Moody in front of him with interest, wondering if he was Barty Crouch Jr.

Although according to the plot of the original book, he should be fine.

But he decided to observe first.

After all, he disrupted the plot once.

It may cause some differences from the original.

But when he saw the small pot that Moody was wearing around his waist, he finally confirmed.

This guy is absolutely fine, he must have been pretended.

Of course, Darren was more focused on his apple pie at this time.

This time the apple pie tasted so good that he couldn’t control his mouth at all.

He has now eaten a third one.

When Darren finally touched his stomach contentedly, he also began to sleep.

And at this time, Dumbledore also stood up.

“Before your heads are filled with drowsiness, I think I need to announce a few things. First, Mr. Filch has added some corridor forbidden props, and there are currently more than three hundred. If you are interested, you can find out for yourself. ”

Forehead.

Mr. Filch couldn’t stay idle.

Darren remembered that Mr. Filch seemed to be already practicing magic, how could he still have the energy to take care of this now?

But then again, Mr. Filch is also expected to be quite involved in the confiscation of student toys.

Maybe that’s his love, right?

“Second, as before, I would also like to remind everyone not to enter the Forbidden Forest, and that students under the third year cannot enter Hogsmeade.

Then came the most important thing this time, and I announced that this year’s Quidditch match would not take place. ”

Darren heard Harry exclaim.

But only Gryffindor did.

Students from several other academies basically smiled.

Apparently, they knew what Dumbledore was going to announce next.

“…… There’s a big event coming up at Hogwarts, the Triwizard Tournament!

The Triwizard Tournament was founded about seven hundred years ago, and it was created by…

I know you all want to participate in this event, but I can only regret to tell you.

This activity is only available to students who are at least seventeen years old…”

Fred and George showed angry expressions.

They protested with a particularly loud voice.

Because they are only a few months away from being seventeen years old.

But Dumbledore didn’t bother with them at all.

He continued: “Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students will come to the school in October and spend a year with you.

I hope you will always be warm and friendly… Of course, it can’t be too kind. ”

Dumbledore’s last words were clearly about Darren. Darren sighed, an embarrassed expression on his face.

And he lowered his head a little guiltily.

Quietly yawned by the way.

When exactly will he be able to go back to sleep? Finally.

After eleven o’clock.

Dumbledore ended the evening conversation.

Darren was already sleepy and couldn’t open his eyes at this time.

He followed a group of juniors back to the Slytherin common room.

It’s still the same arrangement.

Snape was getting them ready again.

“In order to give a demonstration to first-year students, then, this year…”

Snape’s eyes drifted over the students of all grades, as if he was thinking about which grade would be better for the students to come first.

All but the other six grades were excited.

Who doesn’t want to go back to sleep in a hurry?

They immediately raised their hands. Darren yawned. Show an expression of obedience to the assignment.

But snickered in my heart.

It’s strange that the old licking dog does not choose the fourth grade.

Really.

Next second.

Snape said indifferently: “Since it was the third year last year, this year will start from the fourth grade.” ”

All the fourth graders had their eyes on Darren.

Darren shook his head hesitantly and said, “Forget it, I’m always easy to attract some things, and I always can’t take you with me… I don’t deserve to be a prefect, I’m sorry. ”

[Ding, Father value +50]

[Ding, Holy Father value +60]

[Ding, Father value +50]

[Ding… ］

Not.

Every time Slytherin gives the Holy Father a good value at a time like this.

Maybe they think that letting a person give up his desire for power is the greatest sacrifice?

“If someone doesn’t want to participate, just leave!”

Snape said lukewarmly.

Darren hurriedly showed a grateful expression.

He was overjoyed.

Finally, Snape wasn’t going to take up his spare time…….

Early the next morning, Darren and they walked into the auditorium under the guidance of Kassandra.

There were quite a few people in the auditorium.

And it’s also very lively.

Even in Slytherin, there were some whispering voices on the table.

As soon as Malfoy sat down, he said to Crabbe and Goyle, “Those two Weasleys in Gryffindor are ready to buy a little age-enhancer, I bet they won’t make it.”

Because the aging agents on the market now cannot escape the detection of magic.

But my family is different, we have that kind of age-enhancer at home that can escape magic detection, and I’m going to try it.

If I succeed, I’m sure those Gryffindors will lick my toes and just beg me to give them two drops!” ”

“But Draco, why don’t you participate yourself?”

Crabbe asked humbly.

Malfoy rolled his eyes violently.

“Haven’t you heard? Triwizard Tournament may be dead, so I won’t go to this kind of competition, and my dad won’t let me participate in it!

My dad said that if Dumbledore managed to stuff me in, he would transfer me! ”

“But the Triwizard Tournament, if it is the strongest in the school, how do I remember that you still failed an exam last semester?”

It’s Ron.

Darren saw Ron gloating over at a glance.

He was followed by a snickering Harry.

Malfoy stood up angrily.

His exasperated gaze fell from Ron on Harry, and then he said mockingly: “Scarhead, I think you waste brother, how can you still have the courage to come here?” ”