Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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"Please, cheer up, okay? Darren would never want you to be like this, but the kitten in front of me isn't doing anything."

It crouched back in its original spot.

Harry thought it looked like a silly cat that had lost its home.

When he realized this, his own eyes reddened. Thankfully.

It was finally eleven o'clock.

Harry saw a tall, thin figure outside the window. The figure was slowly walking towards him.

Harry quickly packed up Darren's trunk; he couldn't leave Darren's things at the Dursleys' house, they would definitely throw them away.

And that's all he has left.

Then he tucked Lezi into his arms. He had to take Lezi with him. Otherwise, Lezi would surely die.

Just after he tucked Lezi into his pocket, the doorbell rang downstairs.

Then came Uncle Vernon's voice: "Who is it? It's so late!"

Harry froze.

He quickly opened the door and ran out. He forgot to tell the Dursleys.

As he opened the bedroom door, he heard Dumbledore's voice.

"Good evening! You must be Mr. Dursley. I think Harry told you I would be picking him up at this time!"

Uncle Vernon's face started to flush.

Based on Harry's experience, that meant he was about to lose his temper. But Dumbledore didn't seem to care.

He chuckled and said, "Judging from your surprised expression, Harry probably didn't tell you... He needs to be criticized for that. If it were Darren, he would definitely remember."

Harry stopped in his tracks.

The excitement I felt just now vanished.

He heard them again casually discussing Darren.

It's as if Darren didn't die, but was actually hospitalized and would be out soon.

"Good evening, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Harry said softly.

"good, very good, excellent!"

"Dumbledore said with a smile. He beckoned Harry over."

"Don't be so serious, smile more! I'm still a guest for a while! By the way, Penny, it's nice to see you. We've been corresponding!"

Is this your son? He's very tall!

Dumbledore casually sat down on the Dursleys' sofa. Judging from Mr. Dursley's expression, he seemed unwilling. However, he probably realized that the old man in front of him was not someone to be trifled with.

He didn't say a word.

"That's good, very good."

"Dumbledore said with a smile. Then he waved his wand. A sofa appeared before him."

He gestured for the Dursleys to sit down. Then he waved his wand again.

There was a bottle of wine and five glasses.

The wine was poured into the glass right in front of him, and Dumbledore took a glass and said, "The wine from Madam Rosmerta's place is excellent!"

Harry picked up the cup too.

He gulped it down, as if he could drink it down along with the pain.

“Harry, drink slowly… If you get drunk, you won’t be able to do my job today. Besides, I have a few things to announce.”

Dumbledore said with a smile...

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Chapter 620 A Visit to Slughorn!

“The first thing Darren told me when he met me was to ask me to let you take care of Lez, because he was worried that no one would take care of Lez.”

Harry barely managed to hold the cup properly.

He wondered, was it Darren who said that the last time he saw Dumbledore? Had he already guessed his death?

However, this is normal.

Darren would say something like that. His eyes blurred. He nodded.

However, he said in a hoarse voice, "Lezi won't eat. I have to force-feed it every time. I've changed its cat food, but Lezi still won't eat. It won't sleep when I'm awake either..."

"Don't worry, we'll make it alright."

Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder.

"The second thing is that you may need to have the key to Darren's vault for the time being," Dumbledore said, taking out a small key.

Harry reached out and took it, his hand trembling. He said nothing. He asked nothing.

He pretended to be focused on the glasses in front of the Dursleys, which were clinking and rattling in front of them.

It seemed that the cups wouldn't stop until they took them.

"So, one last thing, sixteen years ago, I left Harry at your doorstep."

I said I hoped you would treat Harry like your son, but 1.1... he has only been abused here.

You showed him no affection whatsoever…you were as cold and indifferent as the orphanage Darren stayed in.”

Dumbledore's face darkened with anger. The Dursleys trembled with fear.

But Dumbledore didn't bring up the topic again.

"No matter what, no matter how you treat him, he will be an adult next year."

"No, he's a year younger than Dudley, he's not an adult yet!"

"Aunt Petunia said suddenly." Dumbledore shook his head.

"No, in the magical world, seventeen is considered adulthood... This also means that the blood curse Lily left behind will soon disappear."

I hope that next year, when he comes back for summer vacation, you can let him stay for a while longer, so that Lily's magic can last for another year.

None of the Dursleys spoke.

Dumbledore looked at Harry one last time and said, "Let's go, Harry, let's set off!"

"Of course, after you've visited the person I wanted you to visit, I'll take you to the humble abode."

Dumbledore waved his wand.

Everything in the Dursleys' house was put back to its original state. Harry rushed into the room and took everything, including Leeds' cat food.

In the days after Dumbledore wrote to him, he thought more than once about the excitement of being with Dumbledore.

But when Harry was actually with Dumbledore, he felt awkward.

He couldn't help but think of it.

Darren's death was actually closely related to the old man in front of us.

If Dumbledore had realized Darren's collapse sooner, would none of this have happened?

But he also understood that he was the least qualified to say those words. He was also the culprit.

"Get your wand ready, Harry."

Ignoring Harry's wariness, Dumbledore said with a smile.

"But you can't use magic outside of school."

"In special times, believe me, Harry, you can use magic if you are in danger."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

He led Harry to the intersection of Privet Drive.

Then he looked at Harry and said, "Grab my hand!"

Harry grabbed one of Dumbledore's hands.

After an uncomfortable process, Harry's feet touched the ground. Dumbledore led him forward.

Dumbledore suddenly asked, "Harry, does your scar still hurt?"

"No, no more."

Harry paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"That's good. I knew it would be like this. Voldemort has finally realized that letting you know his emotions is a terrible thing. He used Occlumency on you."

"Really? That's great!"

Harry smiled.