Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Could it be that Harry Potter's adventure yesterday angered him?

"This guy has a temper?" Cassandra was skeptical.

She also heard many people talking about how someone in Gryffindor was petrified, supposedly after watching Harry Potter last night.

Watch Harry Potter...

A stupid guy is very likely to do something like that.

Could he have been petrified too?

Cassandra couldn't sit still any longer, so she headed towards the dean's office.

She wanted the dean to open that idiot's door and see if he was there.

The dean quickly went over to check.

Cassandra ran after him, only to suddenly realize that there were quite a few girls following her.

These girls are so annoying.

Can't we just sit in the lounge?

What's the point of following her? She thought angrily.

Thankfully, they received word that the idiot wasn't in the lounge, but he should be fine.

He left a note saying he needed to go out and calm down.

Is he planning to become irreconcilable enemies with Harry Potter?

Cassandra thought with a hint of excitement.

That way, no one will be able to call him away from Slytherin next time.

just.

Why didn't that idiot come for lunch?

Cassandra suddenly remembered what her father had said: he was Harry Potter's brother, and he could die at any time.

Anytime? Is this the kind of scenario?

Should I completely leave her world?

Professor McGonagall came to inform them that they must stay in the Slytherin common room and not wander off.

She stood up, wanting to ask about the guy, but Professor McGonagall hugged her tightly.

"Oh, child, don't cry, we will definitely find him..."

cry?

She wasn't crying; it was Professor McGonagall who was crying! She looked up, trying to speak, but found herself unable to utter a word.

"Hurry up and wipe your tears away, there are so many people watching!"

Pansy put her arm around her shoulder.

He whispered affectionately in her ear, "There are too many people around here, so don't actually show any affection for Darren!"

Yes!

In Slytherin, everyone can act like Pansy, pretending to be nice to Potter, making it hard to tell if it's genuine or not.

But you must never show your true feelings.

The children here, at such a young age, are already much more cunning than children outside.

"Of course, I was just asking about Potter, after all, he's one of us Slytherin!"

Cassandra looked up.

Her gaze swept over the tightly closed door.

I hope nothing really happens!

You're so strong!

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Chapter 787 Extra Chapter—Cassandra's Extra Chapter!

"Miss Becky Greengrass went to see the scene and heard it was extremely horrific. Potter was practically lying in blood, and Flint and the others' bodies were around him!"

Isn't that an exaggeration? Lying in blood?

She had only ever seen such descriptions in books.

And Flint?

Are they already dead, turned into corpses? Did Potter do it?

Did he kill someone?

No, he can't. Only a completely corrupted soul can wield a murderous spell.

Potter would never dare to kill anyone.

"Professor McGonagall sent Potter to St. Mungo. I just contacted my aunt."

She said Potter's condition was very bad, and if it had been any later, Potter would have died.

really?

What a coincidence!

What does it mean to die if you're a little later?

Porter is so strong, what kind of injuries could he possibly suffer? Just minor ones.

Cassandra thought to herself, feeling rather bored.

Suddenly, I heard a sobbing sound.

She thought she had cried, but when she touched her eyes, she found them dry.

Not hers.

She had been crying in her dorm for a long time, so she couldn't squeeze out any more tears right away.

"Didn't you say you were going to put on an act?"

She looked at Pansy.

As Pansy spoke, she secretly shed tears while hiding next to her.

She found it extremely funny.

What's there to cry about? The idiot isn't dead.

"Yes, I was faking it. Everyone else was crying, and I only shed a couple of tears because I was trying to fit in and pretend to be funny."

It almost made Cassandra laugh.

The idiot stayed in San Mungo for two days.

Then they will be sent directly to trial.

She asked her father through the two-way mirror, "The idiot should be alright, right?"

Her father told her that it was a game between Dumbledore and Fudge, and that the fool might get a little toughed out, but nothing serious would happen.

After all, he was a recipient of the Order of Merlin, Class 11.

"Letting him into Azkaban, does Fudge not want to work here anymore?" Cassandra was relieved.

However, at noon, flocks of owls flew in from outside.

They brought with them a photo sphere and the Daily Prophet.

She casually opened the Daily Prophet.

Hmph, what can you possibly gain from this?

So what if this stupid guy gets off the court unscathed? Okay.

The idiot refused to cooperate in court and took all the blame.

He's crazy?

Cassandra clenched her fists in anger.

Does he want to go to Azkaban? She even wanted to curse him.

But thinking about all these people, if she really uttered those words, the news that Miss Worley hated Darren Porter would spread throughout high society the next day.

She held back.

So she looked at the photo sphere.

This was sent to her by her father, who simply told her not to force herself to watch it if she couldn't bear to.

Cassandra snorted. What was it that she couldn't stand? She activated the holographic sphere.

Then she understood why her father said that.