Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Harry spoke angrily after Darren returned to the Slytherin common room.

"I hope Sirius Black is hiding in Snape's office, and when Snape goes in, he'll give him a good beating!"

I really want to see Snape's body tomorrow!

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Chapter 337 The Dementor Approaches!

Although I felt extremely disgusted by Snape.

But Harry still got up very early the next day.

Because he is very nervous right now.

There's a Quidditch match today.

He checked the time; it was four o'clock in the morning.

Thunder and rain were raging outside the window.

This is a very difficult day for Quidditch. The weather will impair their vision, making it much harder for them to catch the Golden Snitch.

Thinking about this, he began to think that Slytherin was despicable.

Because the Slytherins saw that the weather was bad, they used their early game. Malfoy had an injured arm, and they had no substitute Seeker. They refused to compete with Harry and his friends and instead let them compete against Hufflepuff.

Hufflepuff's Seeker is Cedric, whose sprinting turn speed is extremely fast.

He's also an excellent Seeker, and Harry is a little nervous around him.

He sighed deeply and looked out the window.

Then he was shocked.

He saw a large black dog appear outside the castle.

Then it disappeared quickly.

Unknown.

A large black dog lingers at the edge of the grave in the darkness.

It was Trelawney's prophecy to him.

Harry suddenly felt a sense of panic.

Even though he didn't believe Trelawney's prophecy, he still felt that seeing that big black dog was definitely not a good omen.

He had seen a big black dog when he ran away from his aunt's house.

That day he inflated his aunt's breasts.

This time he's going to play Quidditch.

Now, this big black dog makes him feel that something is bound to happen in this Quidditch game.

Harry thought with concern.

Until Crookshan hit his calf.

He just came back to his senses.

"Get out of here! Banban isn't here!"

Harry mentioned Crook Hill.

Then I threw it into the common room.

He thought that if Ron found out that Crookshanks was still allowed into their dorm, Ron would definitely argue with Hermione.

He doesn't want to hear them arguing at all right now.

I sat in the Gryffindor common room for hours.

Harry then arrived at the Great Hall.

He ate breakfast at Wood's urging.

Then he picked up a broom and headed towards the Quidditch pitch.

He ran into Malfoy on the way.

Malfoy looked at him with schadenfreude, his expression extremely arrogant.

"Some people are just pitiful. They have to play Quidditch in this kind of weather, getting soaked in the rain... Scarhead, aren't you going to faint?"

Harry gritted his teeth in anger.

However, he quickly realized what was happening.

He looked at Malfoy and said sneer, "That's still better than some people who lie to Darren, only to get beaten black and blue, rolling on the ground, and finally begging for mercy!"

Gryffindor's loud laughter filled the entire corridor.

But Harry's smile immediately vanished.

Because they had finally arrived at the Quidditch stadium.

The field was wet, and the torrential rain made it almost impossible for him to see anything.

After the game started.

He tried his best to search for the golden thief in the high sky, but unfortunately, he couldn't find it at all.

at the same time.

Darren was sitting in the stands watching the game.

Harry's muddy appearance made him shake his head involuntarily.

Fortunately, Snape did not allow him to play Quidditch.

At times like these, he would rather be comfortable, wrapped up tightly, and sit in the warm stands watching others play.

He was unwilling to go, so he braved the rain and rushed up himself.

But don't say it.

Watching a game of ball on a rainy day is still quite interesting.

Watching them blindly fly around the field, looking completely disheveled.

If he weren't concerned about his image, he would definitely have burst into laughter like the other Slytherin students at that moment.

pity.

At this moment, he, the little saint, could only show a worried expression.

at last.

Harry and the others landed.

Darren immediately pretended to be worried and ran towards the field.

The professor, who was seen on the road, was given several warming and rainproof spells.

Darren made it to Harry's feet.

He asked worriedly, "Brother, I feel like you've been flying around randomly. Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, it's the weather that makes it impossible to see clearly with my glasses on."

Harry was extremely annoyed.

Darren patted his head.

He immediately pulled out his wand and tapped it on Harry's glasses.

"Waterproof and moisture-proof!"

Harry discovered that his glasses could still see clearly even when it was raining.

"Darren, you're awesome!"

"It's all my fault for forgetting. I should have done it for you sooner. Now you're in trouble..."

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]

Darren accepted the Father's Points, but a sad expression appeared on his face.

Harry let out a deep sigh.

"Alright, you should go back now! It's really cold here, and you're already sensitive to the cold, so be careful not to catch a cold!"

Harry nudged Darren, then, afraid Darren would worry, quickly rushed back into the rain.

Darren watched his retreating figure with deep sympathy.

It's not just this kid who wants to play ball in the rain.

Also, because the Dementors would appear in a moment and scare Harry so much that he would fall to the ground.

really.

Darren had just returned to the stands half an hour later.