Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

“I… I’m Thackery, Thackery Montalieri, and I… I want to challenge you…”

He stuttered.

Then he wanted to say that he conceded.

However, before he could say it, Darren, who had been so powerful just now, shook his head embarrassedly and said the three words, 'I concede.'

“Huh?”

Thackery looked at Darren in a daze.

With Darren's strength, how could he possibly concede?

“Are you looking down on me?”

Thackery was a little annoyed.

Although Darren's concession made it seem like he had won, he didn't want to win like this!

“No, no, no!”

Darren quickly shook his head. He smiled shyly and said in a low voice, “I can’t control my strength. As soon as I use it, it will…”

He glanced at Malfoy.

Thackery understood.

Once used, it was like killing someone. Indeed, it couldn't be used easily.

But Darren shouldn't be the one conceding, right?

Having great strength should be a reason to stand here.

“It’s not that. I heard you guys say just now that you want to choose a Head Boy who is a bit stronger.

That way, if someone bullies you, he can help. But… but I can’t. I’m likely to beat people to death if I show up… so…”

He lowered his head guiltily.

He was obviously feeling extremely sad that he couldn't help.

[Ding, Saintly Father Value +20]

[Ding, Saintly Father Value +30]

[Ding, Saintly Father Value +10]

[Ding… …]

In just a few words, Darren gained more than 300 Saintly Father Value.

Although each person didn't give much, it was clear that everyone quite approved of him.

It's just that they were still a little afraid of him.

When most people followed Darren and walked down, they moved away from him a little.

They were afraid of making him angry.

Making someone else angry might just result in a few spells.

Making this guy angry would be a fatal punch!

Darren sighed in disappointment and stood at the very end of the line, looking lonely like a poor little thing.

Snape stared at his figure, remained silent for a while, and finally said coldly:

“Darren Potter will have a dormitory to himself. No one else is allowed to enter his dormitory casually!”

This little brat had offended Malfoy.

Draco was a child he had watched grow up. Although he wasn't the kind who was bad to the bone,

he was by no means a kind person.

Moreover, Darren had shattered Draco's amulet, and perhaps the next revenge would come from Lucius's teachings.

He couldn't possibly keep an eye on Malfoy at all times.

And Darren couldn't possibly unleash that power at any time.

Dumbledore had told him about that power.

An Obscurus.

A controllable Obscurus.

But Dumbledore had also told him to try his best, or even absolutely, not to let Darren use that power again.

Who knew if this unknown power would become a death warrant?

Therefore, he must not let that little brat use that power again!

Chapter 49: Cassandra's Target

Following Snape's words,

the entire Slytherin House breathed a sigh of relief.

Not to mention Snape not wanting them to be in the same dormitory as Darren, they didn't want to be in the same dormitory as Darren either.

Who knew if this guy would get angry one day and directly punch them to death.

Their families didn't have the Malfoy family's amulets.

Snape curled his lips, waved his hand, and signaled for the remaining competitions to continue quickly.

He noticed that the boy's eyes were almost unable to open.

The first-year Head Girl position ultimately fell to Cassandra.

Snape glanced at her without emotion, waved his hand, and let her lead the first-year students away.

At this time, Darren noticed that Cassandra had also entered Slytherin.

That's right, this was Slytherin's Sister Ka.

It was normal for her to enter. If she hadn't entered, he would have found it strange.

Darren yawned.

He followed behind all the new students and walked towards the dormitory.

Thackery, who was at the back of the line, walked with trepidation, fearing that Darren would punch him.

Darren curled his lips.

Was he such a violent person?

It's just that he was sleepy now.

He didn't want to radiate his Saintly Father's light.

He just wanted to lie on the bed and sleep.

After choosing a dormitory, he plunged into the bed curtains and fell asleep.

… …

Seven o'clock in the morning the next day.

Darren stretched lazily and walked out of the dormitory.

As soon as he walked around the corner, he found that all the Slytherin first-year students were already prepared and were sitting in the lounge in a daze.

“Hmph, we were just waiting for you!”

Malfoy said unhappily.

He originally didn't want to wait for Darren with the other students, but Cassandra disagreed and even held her wand against his head.

Scared, he had no choice but to surrender and decided to give in once.

“I’m sorry, I woke up late!”

Darren quickly apologized embarrassedly.

He really didn't expect that Slytherin classes were together.

“It’s not late. Everyone will come out after seven o’clock in the future!”

Cassandra said in a relatively gentle tone.

The Slytherins had experienced her temper last night, except for Darren.

She was even more aloof than Senior Becky.

And she would attack without saying a word.

She used spells very skillfully.

She was simply like a third-year female academic bully.

What made people complain even more was her coldness.

She didn't give anyone a pleasant expression.