Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

Chapter 822 Fanwai—Malfoy Fanwai!!

“By the way, you go get another drop of Harry Potter’s blood, the two of them are twins, and I’m still feeling sorry for Darren, and my heart suddenly lifted.”

I don’t want it!

I don’t want scarring to be my brother! I’m so disgusting!

He rejected my friendship and robbed my brother with me, and if he were my brother, I would want to vomit!

Really, I can’t stand it.

I was desperate.

But in order to know the truth, I couldn’t help but agree.

It’s just, dad, why did you have a relationship with Lily Potter? The mother of the Death Eater and the Great Trouble Undead Boy…

In addition to that, I learned why Darrenport avoided people.

His healing speed is fast, faster than ordinary accelerated healing, no wonder he is reluctant to go to the school doctor’s office.

It seems that Darren Porter is not too stupid either.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I have recognized his younger brother, I still hope that he will not be too stupid…….

There are flying lessons in the afternoon.

I saw Darren Potter in front of the humble broom, and I was really disgusted

Besides, he’s also from our Malfoy family, and if he calls me brother, even if Dad doesn’t buy it for him, I’ll buy it for him in Daddy’s name

As a result, he thought I had an opinion about Scarhead and was angry with me.

me off.

I knew before that their brothers had a good relationship, and although they were jealous, they couldn’t say anything.

But now I already know that Darren is my brother, mine! As a result, he still helped Harry Potter speak, why?

I glared viciously at Harry Potter.

Sure enough, it’s all Scar’s fault!

I stood huffing up to the broom.

I cried out: Get up!

The broom rolled on the ground and stood up.

I’m really talented!

I took a broom and wanted to show off to Darren, and if he wouldn’t, I would teach him.

If he is a little better, I will play with my broom for him!” As a result, I turned around.

Darren and Scar’s broom were picked up.

They look faster than me.

I was stunned.

Why?

Am I not a genius?

The two of them came from the Muggle world, how could they be so powerful? No, no, they must be because they often sweep the floor.

I’ve heard that the Muggle world sweeps the floor with a broom.

As for the other Muggle worlds, why the broom is not good, it should be that they are particularly good at sweeping the floor.

It must be so! I thought indignantly.

I shook the broom in my hand.

I think it’s all about today’s broom.

As a result, Mrs. Hooch, the old woman, actually ran over to correct my broom.

I saw Scar’s smile and felt my angry face turn red.

“Enough is enough, I will!”

I said almost weakly.

Why is it so humiliating to me today? I lamented.

Fortunately, by this time, Mrs. Hooch had already let us start riding a broomstick.

I must let everyone know that I Malfoy is a genius on the broom!

Hum!

It’s just that what makes me angry is that before the whistle is finished, the fool in Longbottom’s house is already flying.

I saw Mrs. Hooch scream.

I know, I guess I can’t play with a broom.

What’s going on today?

It’s infuriating!

I cursed angrily in my heart, and then picked up the crystal ball that had fallen from Longbottom on the ground.

I want to give the crystal ball to Darren, and I want my brother to know that I’m not that bad.

Just when I was ready to give it to him, what did I find? He was actually saving that idiot?

Why?

Is it bad to let him fall and break his hands and feet, and teach him a lesson?

But watching Darren do his best to save people, I was a little ashamed.

His qualities always made me feel a little unattainable.

People like me, and people like him, are too far away.

He’s really kind!

I saw that he had no magic and rode a broom to save people.

His broom rides well.

Really good.

If he rides a broom for the first time, he’s a genius.

I was proud of him and ashamed of myself.

Actually, Dad didn’t recognize him and it was good to come back.

After all, a man like him was not fit to have a relationship with the Death Eaters.

I thought calmly.

I looked at his back.

Until.

Scarhead cried angrily in my ear, “Malfoy, you actually stole Neville’s crystal ball, give it to me!” ”

“By what?”

I looked indignantly at the man who had robbed my brother.

Why should I give him the crystal ball?

This is what I am going to give to Darren!

But I thought about the task my father had given me, and my selfish intention to disgrace him, and I sneered.

I flew up and threw the crystal ball, and I told Scarhead that it was him who snatched it, and it was broken if it couldn’t be snatched.

What made me angry was that Scarhead was also a good broom rider.

I saw him receive the crystal ball from a high place.

Both of them are so talented. The two of them are brothers.

And I am the son of a Death Eater.

I stood on the ground and watched Darren Potter rush in front of Harry Potter.

I thought, it’s time for a hug, right?

The two of them survived the disaster…

Who knows, Darren came up and scolded Harry Potter.

He also called him reckless.

I was angry for a moment.

Does he still know the word recklessness?

“You’re sorry to say scar! What about you? ”

I am teaching Darren.

But Harry Potter immediately pointed his wand at me angrily.

The two of us fought.

I broke my skin, and so did he.

I got his blood, but looking at Darren watching the lively appearance next to him, infinite grievances rose in my heart.

I’m here because he’s fighting, he’s there watching lively.

So I missed it.

It’s just that I’m not under attack.

He just waved his wand and interrupted our fight.

My heart was overwhelmed.

Whether he intended it or not, he didn’t seem to be completely disgusted with me.

Although I knew that he could save me, he didn’t hate me very much.

In the end, he just didn’t grow up with me, and he didn’t know my relationship with him, he was still good to me.

I let out a depressed breath and felt proud again.

With Harry Potter blood in my hand, I returned to the Slytherin ranks.

When I was proud, I looked back and saw Worley.

Warley looked at me inquiringly.

What did she see?

I was a little apprehensive in my heart, but I found that she didn’t say anything, so she didn’t find out, right?

Who would have known that the younger brother of the Great Immortal Boy was in the bloodline of the Death Eaters? I thought to myself.

Then he glared at her again.

How can this woman always dangle around Darren, I always thought that this woman would attack Darren and look down on Darren.

But for so long, I really didn’t want to find out what she did again.

But she still hates us like that.

It’s annoying.

Slytherin besides Darren, how can there be such a nasty guy as Warley?

I’m so upset!