Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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"That's right, that's what Severus was worried about, so he would try his best to delay informing the mysterious man of this news."

Even if Voldemort knew Darren had returned, he would do his best to make Voldemort believe that Darren was currently receiving treatment at Hogwarts, not St. Mungo's.

However, this also puts Severus at great risk; if Voldemort finds out everything, he will punish Severus.

So, Harry, don't be silly!

"Dumbledore said seriously."

Harry could only nod.

Tonks stuck out his tongue sheepishly.

She quickly said, "I have to go now, it's too late today, I won't bother you any longer."

"Stay and..."

"No, no, I can't bother you anymore, you know why..."

Tonks waved his hand.

She nodded to Dumbledore and then disappeared out the door.

"This child, really..."

Mrs. Weasley was somewhat annoyed.

However, she still managed to stop Dumbledore and Harry.

"What should we drink tonight? Lemon juice? Tea? Wine?"

"No, Molly, I won't go in. I have things to do... Also, Harry, remember my words, see you at Hogwarts!"

Dumbledore nodded.

Then he disappeared outside the door. Mrs. Weasley shook her head helplessly.

She could only look at Harry.

“My God, Harry, you’ve grown so much taller this summer. You and Ron are like you’ve been hit by the Lengthening Curse.”

I don't know if Darren has grown taller, but his current condition is indeed very bad.

But if you ask me, they shouldn't have put him in St. Mungo's; the school infirmary would have been a better place.

I trust Bobby's medical skills. If it were Bobby, she would never have let Darren remain unconscious for so long.

"Mrs. Weasley complained. Harry gave an awkward smile."

He felt that Darren's coma might not be a problem with St. Mungo.

Darren once told him that he suspected Snape had put the latest type of potion in his potions, a potion that would make you sleep for a long time if you drank just one sip.

This is very possible.

Snape always liked to give Darren huge amounts of potions.

He had seen many times in Snape's memories of him giving Darren potions.

However, at that time, he thought Sneijder was poisoning Darren.

By the way, Darren actually acted for a whole year last year, and he didn't even realize it.

And now that he thinks about it, Darren was indeed full of flaws, but at the time, he really didn't notice anything.

Harry felt a little guilty.

This may also indicate that he did not pay enough attention to Darren last year.

"By the way, Harry, are you hungry?"

Mrs. Weasley suddenly asked.

Harry felt extremely hungry.

During the summer vacation, for a whole month, he had little appetite.

He's so thin now, in Aunt Penny's words, he looks like a telephone pole.

"Child, sit down! I'll get you something to eat."

Harry sat in the kitchen.

He took out Lezi and tried to feed it cat food again. But Lezi didn't react at all.

"Oh my god, Darren's kitten has turned into this!"

Mrs. Weasley said in surprise.

Harry quickly explained, "It hasn't seen Darren for a long time. It's not eating or drinking, and it's not even sleeping. It's like..."

Harry choked up a little.

He wanted to say that, just like him, they all felt their lives were empty, as if they had lost the most important person in their lives.

If he hadn't known clearly that his life was bought with Darren's money, he might not have performed as well as Leznesh!

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Chapter 623 You know?!

Mrs. Weasley was directing every tool in the kitchen to work with her back to Harry, and she didn't see Harry's expression.

This made things much easier for Harry.

He changed the subject and asked, "Is Mr. Wesley still at work?"

"Yes, he's still in the department. You and Albus went to see Slughorn tonight. He entered the school with Dumbledore."

He especially liked students who were good at studying and had talent. His students were everywhere in the department, and he liked them very much.

But he always looked down on Arthur, thinking that Arthur would never amount to anything. Little did he know, Arthur was very successful.

He recently got a promotion; he's now in charge of the 'Counterfeit Defense Spell Defense Magic Item Confiscation Office,' and he oversees more than a dozen people!

Mrs. Westlake said happily.

Clearly, she said all that just to lead to this one sentence.

Harry took a sip of the snail soup she had just served. Then he burned himself.

He quickly put down his bowl, his eyes brimming with tears, and said, "That's wonderful." Mrs. Wesley laughed at his reaction.

She probably thought Harry was happy because he learned that Mr. Wesley had been promoted.

So, is he very busy right now?

"Yes, Arthur has been coming home this lately, but today he seems especially late."

She turned back with some concern to look at the clock in the basket next to her.

The pointer above is labeled with the name of each member of the Wesley family, and each name points to a deadly danger.

"Don't worry, they've been like this all along. I've always thought it was a problem with the clock."

Mrs. Westlake said, trying to cover it up.

In fact, both Harry and she knew they were facing deadly danger. Fortunately, Arthur's pointer then pointed to a signpost on the road.

Mrs. Westlea immediately raised her wand.

"Darling, is that you?"

She pressed her face against the door and asked.

The voice of Wesley outside the door sounded tired.

But he still said with a smile, "It's me, but if it were a Death Eater, he would have answered the same way, so hurry up and ask your question!"

"Seriously, I..."

"Ask quickly!"

"Okay, what are your ambitions?"

"Find out why airplanes can stay in the air."

Mr. Wesley said.

Mrs. Westlake nodded.

She tried to open the door, but Mr. Weasley wouldn't let her.

He said with a smile, "No, you have to ask that question, or I won't let you open the door!"

"I do not."

Mrs. Wesley glanced at Harry furtively; did her face turn red?

"Then let me ask you, what do you like best when we're together, what do I call you, Harry, and he doesn't even dare to look Mrs. Wesley in the face?"

In fact, he now finally understands the meaning of a light bulb.

He really didn't want to face this scenario.

"Molly is trembling."