Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

Chapter 164 No Useless Magic!!

Flint finally gritted his teeth and apologized.

Because he couldn’t beat Darren.

He could only glance at Darren with hatred and leave with the team.

Originally to provoke, who knows also apologized, gray slippery ~ back.

What he didn’t expect was that on the way back, he was also tripped by an armor.

The fall was a bit fierce, and his nose was swollen.

And that’s not the end of it.

For as he entered the lounge, he saw Professor Snape.

Professor Snape saw him carrying a broom and suddenly remembered that he had lost the game last year at Quidditch.

For this, he scolded him fiercely and gave him a confinement.

Of course, this is just the beginning.

Next while he was writing his homework in the lounge, several Slytherin students fought.

They fired spells at each other, but somehow, a lot of spells fell on him.

Before he could get angry, Sister Becky returned from outside, accused of being undressed, and was taken directly to Professor Snape’s office.

Then Professor Snape was punished with copying the rules a hundred times, and another confinement.

And that’s just the day.

From the next day, Flint felt even more unlucky.

Because even the stairs of the castle did not cooperate with him, every time he went up, these stairs took him to change direction.

Because of this, he was punished many times by the prefect.

The prefect thought he meant it.

It was deliberately used to provoke him as the new prefect.

What a wrong!

Flint never had that idea.

He liked Quidditch, did not like to be a prefect, and did not mean to be a prefect.

But no one believed him.

Every time he explained, others laughed at him for daring to do it.

In the end, each time it ended in a fight.

Then he was called back in and out to Professor Snape’s office.

According to Professor Snape, if he accumulates too much confinement, he may need to stay in school for the summer.

Flint couldn’t figure it out, had he offended Merlin lately?

Darren certainly didn’t know what happened to Flint.

He’s been busy brushing around with Father values lately.

At present, he has used the value of the Holy Father to learn almost all the books of the second grade.

There’s even room to learn some library books.

But the more he learned, the more frightened he became.

Because no matter what book he reads, his talent for black magic will increase.

It’s like there’s a little bit of black magic in every book.

Now that he closed his eyes, he could come up with a mischievous spell.

He just didn’t know how powerful it was, because he didn’t dare to use it at all.

The clock is ticking in October.

The wet cold was raging at Hogwarts.

Darren wrapped himself tightly.

He, a northerner, came here and really couldn’t stand this sin.

Loose wrapping here can catch wind chills at any time.

He was reluctant to receive treatment for Pomfrey’s disappearance.

Because after drinking the potion made by the Pomfrey Cousin, there will be smoke in the ears for the next few hours.

For a little Father like him, this was an unacceptable thing.

It’s too ruinous.

So at this time, he once again thanked Snape for his decision not to let him into the Slytherin Quidditch team.

Because whether it’s Gryffindor or Slytherin.

At this time they were all training outside in the rain.

Harry came back every time he was soaking wet.

And it was still late at night.

And with just a little bit of mud, he would be caught by Mr. Filch and given punishment.

Darren observed a moment of silence for poor Harry.

[Ding, aware that there is a scene of the Holy Father system playing around the host, now release a long-term task: get Mr. Filch 80 favorability (please do not use system items)]

[Ding, after the mission is completed, you will receive the Advanced Bloodline Draw once, will the host receive it?] ］

Premium Bloodline Lottery?

What was the bloodline before that?

Ordinary bloodline?

After the words are withdrawn, will his Lily mother wind comment be affected again?

But.

[Pick up!] ］

Darren quickly found Mr. Filch.

Mr. Filch was a man who looked fierce.

He had a pair of eyes, and he stared at him, and many of the lower grades would be frightened and shiver.

Darren is no exception.

He stood pale across from Filch, his body trembling slightly, but he gritted his teeth and said firmly, “Sir… I’m Darren Porter, and the next time my brother gets the mud spot down the hallway, can you please not punish him.

You can punish me, I can do those jobs on my brother’s behalf… My brother has been training very hard…”

“That’s an interesting idea, but why do you think I said yes?”

Filch snorted with a big nose.

“You can do whatever you want me to do!”

“Whatever you want… Hmmm, that’s all said here… Who do you think you are?

But Harry Potter did have a penalty, and he made the mud spot all over the corridor yesterday.

In the end, because of Peeves’ troublemaking, he ran away… Then his punishment will be handed over to you, cleaning my office, do you dare? ”

Filch smiled darkly.

He saw the boy in front of him shrink a little.

Yes, how could such a child do such a thing in Filch’s office, a disgusting place at Hogwarts?

He turned and left.

Another pretend child.

For example, that person.

It’s just that.

“I dare, Mr. Filch… I dare! ”

Darren tugged at Filch’s sleeve.

Filch was a little embarrassed to see the stain on his sleeve.

“It’s up to you!”

He said coldly.

Roll off your sleeves, then turn around and go.

Turning around there was something complicated on his face.

Wholehearted?

What is true in this world?

Darren showed a worried expression, and he walked slowly to Filch’s office.

It does look dirty here.

Because there are many miscellaneous things in it that have been put away.

There are also blood-stained chains.

There was a strong smell of fried fish in the air.

It’s a bit sick.

Filch didn’t come in and didn’t know where to go.

Darren looked left and right, then knocked on the table with his wand and whispered, “Clean and hygienic.” ”

It was a spell he had just invented recently.

Clean up this spell is too clean.

It looks like magic is the result of magic.

But the spell of clean hygiene is more inclined to the degree of manual cleaning, and the hygiene it makes is not too clean, it looks like trying to wipe for half a day, or a little bit of no clean effect.

This is Darren, in the experiment to clean up a newly made spell.

He didn’t know what the spell was for, but he was convinced that the spell would find its usefulness.

For example, isn’t this the use of soil?