Anyway, Darren was extremely satisfied with this wand.

Even though it cost him ten thousand Galleons.

After playing with the wand for a while, Darren called out Patchy and "obediently" inquired about the professors' feedback on the cakes.

"It was great! The cakes that Little Master Darren sent were praised by the professors. Even Professor Snape, who doesn't usually like cake, nodded reservedly.

Only the strange Professor Dumbledore, for some reason, looked at the cake for a long time and said 'unlucky,' throwing away a small piece."

Patchy patted her head in confusion.

She didn't understand what was wrong with Mr. Dumbledore.

Little Master Darren worked so hard to bring back the cake, how could he throw away a piece?

"Don't worry about those little things, Patchy. I just want to make a small contribution to everyone, especially you, Patchy. You're too good to me."

[Ding, Saint Value +100]

"The great Little Master Darren is always so kind and lovely. Patchy has never seen such a good master.

Patchy even told everyone at Hogwarts about Little Master Darren, and they all cried with sympathy!"

Patchy said proudly.

Darren raised his head in confusion.

What?

Why tell all of Hogwarts about him?

Wait, what did she say?

It couldn't be about him stopping Mundungus and Mr. Granger from fighting, right?

He felt a little guilty about that and didn't plan to publicize it.

The more it spread, the more likely it was that clever people would appear, easily giving the impression that he liked to show off and cause trouble.

His Saint Value was obtained on the spot, spreading it too much wouldn't give him any more.

It's better to be low-key.

He could still get a reputation for quietly doing good deeds and sincerely being a saint.

Darren was about to ask when he heard Patchy continue excitedly:

"Little Master Darren just told Patchy to rest. He's really too good.

But on the way to rest, Patchy met several professors, and they all wanted to know what had happened to Little Master Darren in the past.

So Patchy went to Little Master Darren's former orphanage, asked about Little Master Darren, and came back to tell the professors.

The professors all cried. They said Little Master Darren had suffered so much in the past, and told Patchy to take good care of Little Master Darren.

The professors didn't ask about other things, so Patchy didn't say anything."

Ah, this…

Darren really didn't expect the professors at Hogwarts to be so gossipy.

But it really helps him to play the saint in the future.

"Okay, but Patchy, don't talk about it outside in the future. If anyone asks you, just say I had a good life before. I don't want to cause trouble for others, understand?"

[Ding, Saint Value +100]

Darren accepted this unexpected joy and solemnly instructed.

Although telling everyone about his past could spread his name as a saint further.

But telling everyone everywhere would be too fake.

Instead, telling people he had a good life would create a desire to know more, and they would be more curious about his past.

Then, after a little inquiry.

Hey, wouldn't his saint persona be stable then?

"Okay, Little Master Darren is always so kind. Patchy will listen."

Patchy nodded, her unusually large eyes revealing heartache.

Her little master was always thinking of others so much, why didn't he think more about himself?

Clearly, letting everyone know about his past would make people feel sorry for him, but he still chose to bear the pain himself.

How could such a good little master be lost at birth?

Chapter 26: Slytherin's Card Sister

After dealing with Patchy, it was already late at night.

Darren's childish body finally felt tired. He simply turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, the sun was already shining on the earth.

After washing up.

Patchy brought a bowl of oatmeal and two syrup biscuits.

Probably thinking that Darren liked sweets, a lot of sugar was also added to the oatmeal.

Eating it, Darren felt that he might get diabetes in the future.

"Little Master Darren, are you going to Diagon Alley?"

"Go!"

Of course, he was going!

Darren wiped his mouth, touched his stomach, and was satisfied to prepare to go to Diagon Alley to farm temporary quests.

Patchy smiled and nodded, apparating him to Diagon Alley.

Diagon Alley was still bustling.

The closer it got to the start of school, the more people there were in Diagon Alley.

Some students always had to wait until school was about to start before buying books.

Darren saw an elderly lady scolding her grandson.

He heard her say as he approached:

"Neville, why can't you ever remember things? If we lost the Galleons, how are we going to buy things?"

"I'm sorry, Grandma, I forgot…"

"Sigh!"

Darren curiously sized up the grandparents for a while. Neville, who almost became the Boy Who Lived in the original story, looked honest and interesting.

However, because he didn't trigger a temporary quest, he didn't go forward.

He could only go buy books first.

Flourish and Blotts was located next to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions in Diagon Alley.

The bookshelves here were filled with books, even reaching the ceiling.

Some books would even fight each other.

Darren even saw a book printed with countless strange symbols, which made him dizzy.

"Ah…"

A scream brought Darren back to his senses from the books.

It turned out that a senior girl had been knocked down.

She frowned and stood up, glaring angrily at a boy with light blond hair and gray eyes in front of her.

"Malfoy, how dare you do that?"

Malfoy?

Darren immediately recalled Draco Malfoy from the original story.

Currently, the Malfoy family should only have him as a child.

He didn't immediately step forward to unleash his saintly radiance, but stood aside to watch the fun.

"Hmph, Beatrix Greengrass, who told you to reject me at the ball? This is payback for you!"

Greengrass?

This surname, like Malfoy, was at the forefront of the Sacred Twenty-Eight.

Darren remembered that in the original story, Malfoy seemed to have married a Greengrass girl.

It shouldn't be this one, right?

Darren couldn't recall the specific name for a moment, but he remembered that it definitely wasn't Beatrix.

Speaking of which, would Malfoy argue with others too?

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