Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

Chapter 537 Scars Hurt!!

A thought suddenly occurred to Harry.

He seemed to understand why Ron was here with a broomstick. Because of Wood’s graduation last year, Quidditch lost a goalkeeper. And Angelina spent the afternoon inspecting various players who wanted to join as a goalkeeper.

So……

“Yes, as you think… I want to try, quite, it’s quite shameful… I shouldn’t be able to…”

“Nope!”

Harry looked at Ron.

He patted Ron the shoulder.

He said loudly: “I believe in you, you must be able to.”

I’ve always said that your broom flies very well, and your three brothers are all good Quidditch players! ”

Harry was overjoyed.

After Ron saw his reaction, a relieved expression finally appeared on his face.

Harry was not the only one who was obviously hiding from others…….

Another Friday.

Harry looked at where Hagrid often sat, and his heart was full of worry. Hagrid hasn’t returned until now.

He didn’t even know if Hagrid was safe. That evening.

Harry entered Umbridge’s office again.

From the window of Umbridge’s office, he glanced outside at the Quidditch pitch.

He looked forward to seeing Ron.

But there were figures everywhere, and he couldn’t tell which one was Ron.

But even so, it was better than sitting here thinking nothing and watching himself bleed.

Harry thought about how Ron’s selection went.

Then he thought about Darren’s recent situation. Something was wrong with Darren during this time.

Darren came out of Snape’s office earlier and earlier. But the exhaustion on his face and the number of self-doubts increased.

Even several times, he heard Darren whispering to himself, as if to say that Snape was not such a person.

At the mention of this, Harry thought he might know something.

Because Darren had told him before, Snape said that he still had bad things to say about Dumbledore.

But didn’t Harry think that was normal?

Snape had always been upset with him, and it was normal to speak ill of him. It was also possible for Snape to speak ill of Dumbledore.

Because Snape had also sued Dumbledore with Fudge.

Angry that Dumbledore had given him so many privileges.

Didn’t Darren always think these things were normal before? Why did you suddenly become worried?

Harry was puzzled, but he felt that this matter must be asked in advance.

In any case, he always let Darren live like that, and he himself was not at ease.

Harry thought as he wrote on the paper with a quill pen: I’m not going to lie anymore.

I don’t lie anymore. I don’t lie anymore.

The parchment was stained red with blood left on the back of his hand. Half an hour later.

Umbridge finally walked behind Harry.

“Let me see, have you understood this sentence thoroughly?”

Umbridge pressed his hand against Harry’s wound.

She also pulled the scratches on Harry’s wound a little away. Hiss!

Harry couldn’t help but make a sound. It wasn’t Umbridge that hurt him.

It was because of the extreme pain he felt after Umbridge’s hand came up.

Like every time Voldemort approached him.

“It hurts? It seems that this time has taught you a profound lesson! ”

Umbridge laughed.

She probably thought Harry had relented.

“Very good, it seems that Mr. Potter, your punishment this time can be over, I have taught you a very good lesson.”

Umbridge laughed. Then she took a step back. A passage was ceded.

Harry left through the passage.

He didn’t say a word. Pretend to feel nothing.

In fact, he was very nervous.

Umbridge… Could it be some Death Eater disguise? He came all the way to the portrait of the fat lady with a straight face.

“Mibu Mibo.”

He entered the lounge.

The common room is bustling inside.

Harry saw Ron laughing and holding up a glass of butterbeer. After seeing him come in, I immediately stuffed him with a bottle.

“I passed, I really passed Harry, I became a Gryffindor goalkeeper!”

He shouted loudly.

Harry held back the tension in his heart and congratulated him.

Then he asked worriedly, “What about Darren and Hermione?” ”

“They’re over there!”

Fred pointed to the fire.

Darren was holding a cup of butterbeer. Sleeping soundly on the table.

Hermione was carefully taking out the cup in his hand. She put a dress on Darren’s body.

He whispered: “Before Ron said that he was successfully selected, everyone was very happy, so Fred and they brought butterbeer, and they drunk Darren.” ”

“But he’s really sleepy.”

“Yes, his dark circles are so heavy that we don’t know how long he hasn’t slept properly.”

Fred and George said helplessly in a low voice. Hermione sighed.

“So, I didn’t stop you, I just thought that there was a better way to put him asleep, and there was no need to pour him wine.”

“But he doesn’t drink anything else!”

“We sent him coma candy, and he took a look at it and debunked it!”

Fred and George said in frustration.

“I said, don’t give those little tricks of yours to others, what if you eat others?”

Hermione got angry.

“We’ve experimented on ourselves many times, and there’s absolutely no problem, besides, we just want Darren’s advice!”

“That is, Darren said that our ideas and ideas were very good, but he didn’t want to pass out, so he turned down the candy.”

Fred and George explained angrily to Hermione.

Because Hermione had said that if they didn’t listen to her request, she would tell Mrs. Weasley what they had done.

They didn’t dare to mess with her.

“That’s also…”

Hermione was about to say something.

Fred and George pushed her to see Darren.

“Don’t keep staring at us, stare at your family Darren, there are already girls staring at him!”

Hermione quickly turned around.

Sure enough, some girls began to walk towards Darren. It seems to be sitting with Darren.

She walked over with a straight face.

Sitting next to Darren, the girl left indignantly. Harry watched it all as he rubbed his temples.

He grabbed Ron and whispered, “To Hermione and Darren, while Darren is not awake, I want to tell you something!” ”