Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

“Go on, say goodbye to them, child.”

Dumbledore said gently.

Darren shook his head and sighed softly, “No, after what happened, they should be very afraid of me. I’d better not go, lest I frighten them.”

As someone who doesn't understand the Obliviate charm, he "certainly" wouldn't know that these people had forgotten what happened just now, so it's normal to worry that they're afraid of him.

[Ding, Holy Father Value +50]

Collecting the Holy Father Value again, Darren also completely withdrew his gaze from Kenley and the others.

He considered this revenge for the original owner, and he probably wouldn't have any contact with them in the future.

And with Darren's words, Snape, without any intention of explaining to him, couldn't wait to press down on his shoulder and said in a cold voice, "Hold on tight to me," disappearing from the spot.

He was fed up with this person named Kenley.

He was fed up with this silly boy always forgiving such a scumbag.

Hearing Darren say he wouldn't see them, he even breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, he didn't have to hear the name Kenley again.

Chapter 9 Phoenix Bloodline

Before Darren could react, he felt dizzy, as if he was being squeezed out of a water pipe.

“Good child, eat a piece of chocolate, and you will feel much better.”

As Darren stood firm, Dumbledore's old voice came, and at the same time, he handed over a large piece of chocolate.

Darren curiously took it.

He heard that the chocolate in the wizarding world was different.

It is said that it can boost the spirit, relieve fear and fatigue, and so on.

When Harry was frightened by the Dementors, Lupin stuffed him with a piece.

He tentatively took a bite.

A warm current appeared in his body.

“Magic is amazing!”

Darren couldn't help but exclaim.

Dumbledore nodded in agreement.

“Magic is a wonderful thing, lumos. Severus, why did you make your home so dark?”

Dumbledore asked helplessly.

Snape curled his lips and said sarcastically:

“Albus, if your brain isn't filled with gillyweed, then you should know that I haven't been home in a long time.”

He would rather live in Hogwarts than live here.

This place symbolized his painful childhood, and also symbolized... Lily.

Snape's eyes became even more empty.

Darren ignored him, he was curiously looking at the layout of Snape's home.

This was a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment. The curtains in the room were all tightly drawn, making it look very dark.

There was a huge fireplace in the living room, and it was empty around it. Obviously, Snape had emptied his house.

Even if a thief came, they would have to leave crying.

“Incendio.”

Dumbledore pointed at the fireplace, and the fireplace immediately lit up.

He familiarly took out a large jar from next to the fireplace, opened it, and took out a small handful of glittering powder and handed it to Darren.

“This is Floo Powder, throw it into the fireplace, and then say 'Hogwarts', step in and you can go.”

Snape looked at Darren, also took a handful from inside, then threw it into the fireplace, said "Hogwarts", and disappeared in place in the blink of an eye.

Darren blinked his eyes, thinking that Snape was really soft-hearted, and knew to worry that he wouldn't use Floo Powder, so he gave him a demonstration first.

Darren smiled shyly in Dumbledore's encouraging gaze, then threw down the Floo Powder and stepped into the fireplace.

In a dizzying array of colors, Darren appeared in a spacious office.

Snape turned around expressionlessly, and after his arrival, quickly raised his robe and left.

Only a witch with a pointed hat, who looked extremely serious, was sitting at the desk writing something.

Seeing him step out from inside, she quickly stood up, her eyes filled with amazement, and her lips trembled slightly as she said:

“Darren... he's so like him, so like him. Child, Dumbledore sent a message saying you found him... I'm so happy, soon you brothers will be reunited...”

The witch turned her head away, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and tried to say in a serious tone:

“Child, if Lily knew you were so grown up, she would be very happy!”

“Alright, Minerva, Lily will certainly be very happy, both of her children have grown up, and Darren hasn't been lost in a great adventure.

But I still have some questions that I need to discuss with Darren.”

Dumbledore walked out of the fireplace, patting the ashes off his body, and said seriously.

“No, Albus, didn't you see the wound on this child's forehead? What he needs is treatment and bed rest!”

Professor Minerva McGonagall frowned, her serious face full of a lioness's anger.

Dumbledore chuckled softly.

“All this still needs to wait a while, maybe ten minutes, Mr. Darren and I have a little secret to discuss.”

He insisted.

Professor McGonagall could only compromise, pursing her lips and insisting: “Ten minutes, I'll be watching the clock!”

“No problem, Darren, come with me.”

Dumbledore led Darren quickly toward his office.

They came to a pair of ugly gargoyles.

“Password.”

“Sherbet Lemon.”

“Very well, you're always right.”

The gargoyles moved aside, and the wall behind them split in two, revealing a staircase.

Darren quickly followed Dumbledore up.

This was another amazing scene from the original book.

Here were placed portraits of past headmasters.

There were also many pieces of silverware, making clanging sounds.

“Chirp chirp chirp…”

Darren also heard the chirping of a bird.

Looking back, an ugly, featherless little turkey was standing on a bird stand, chirping at him.

“Fawkes is a phoenix, he was injured a few days ago, so I simply let him undergo a rebirth. When his feathers are lush, then you can see his beauty.”

Dumbledore thought Darren didn't understand, and explained with a smile.

Darren showed a surprised expression, thinking in his heart whether his phoenix pet egg could be more beautiful than Fawkes.

Although the phoenix described in the original book was very beautiful.

But what Darren saw was a plucked turkey.

Too ugly.

However, for the sake of his persona, he asked worriedly: “Then can he still get better? Who was so cruel to hurt him like that?”

[Ding, Holy Father Value +20]

Why is he getting less now?

Darren scratched his head in confusion, hearing Dumbledore's calm reply: “It was an accident, Darren, an accident that no one expected.”

“Well, he should be very beautiful in the future.”

Darren said politely.

Fawkes tilted his head and looked at Darren.

For some reason, he felt that Darren was very likable to phoenixes. If he didn't already have an owner, he would definitely find a way to become Darren's phoenix.

Dumbledore looked at Darren in surprise. Fawkes actually liked Darren so much. Could it be that Darren, like him, had phoenix blood?

Dumbledore wondered in his heart whether the Potter family had phoenix blood.