Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Dumbledore waved his wand, and Darren finally felt that he could move again.

He said with some remorse, "I'm sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore, I've worried you..."

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +80]

Dumbledore didn't speak, but simply gave him 80 points of Fatherhood, and then looked at him with a look of tolerance, as if waiting for him to continue.

Darren suddenly began to suspect that Dumbledore had seen through his performance and was now giving him a stage to perform to his heart's content.

However, he immediately denied the idea.

After he suddenly stopped speaking, Dumbledore paused for ten minutes, then sighed softly and took a holographic ball out of his pocket.

"Good boy, let me open it here and take a look. You don't mind, do you?"

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Chapter 202 No one can save you!

Darren was a little embarrassed.

This photo sphere is a collection of images he created from his imagination, depicting scenes that are as tragic as they can be.

He did this so that people would know how much he had suffered.

When he spread the word, he wasn't embarrassed at all; he was only thinking about creating a saintly image for himself.

But...

It would be inappropriate to play it in front of him.

This is just as awkward as parents watching their own pornographic films.

They can even grip the ground with their toes.

His fingers were trembling slightly, and his face clearly showed his refusal.

“Darren, this is necessary. Everyone needs to face...face those hardships!”

Dumbledore saw through Darren's refusal and tried to remain calm.

Darren understood; Dumbledore was planning to give him some psychological counseling.

Um... could he say that he's already better?

“No need… Headmaster Dumbledore, I’m all better now… I don’t need to see anymore. If… if you wish to see, I can go back now…”

Darren refused.

He stood up, and for the first time, gave a somewhat impolite farewell, and walked out of Dumbledore's office.

"Darren!"

Behind them, they could still hear Dumbledore's voice trying to persuade them to stay.

Darren didn't pause at all and walked straight out of the office door.

"Potter!"

"Where are you going? Come inside with me!"

Darren saw Snape at the door.

Snape looked extremely annoyed.

I wanted to grab Darren as soon as I saw him.

Darren dodged his arm, stared at him expressionlessly for a moment, and then walked away without looking back.

I can't take it anymore, don't even think about watching porn with him!

Of course, this is also a way to get revenge for Snape's threat to him last time.

Snape stared blankly at the boy's departing figure.

The anger that had been building up when the boy took all the blame during the trial vanished completely.

Yes, the boy no longer saw him as the professor he used to trust.

He had severed ties with them that time, so it was only natural for the boy to do this now.

He thought he would be happy with this.

But suddenly I felt empty inside.

Snape remained silent for a while, then suddenly his black robes billowed as he forcefully pushed open the door to Dumbledore's office.

He laughed sarcastically.

This is long overdue.

He was fed up with the boy's inexplicable trust and adoration.

How could that greasy, gloomy old bat possibly need these things?

"Severus? You've arrived... Have you seen Darren?"

Dumbledore was startled by the sound of him opening the door, but still asked politely.

"Of course I saw that disrespectful brat. If you ask me why I didn't stop him, why didn't you stop him yourself?"

Snape shouted angrily.

"Unforgivable!"

How could you speak to the principal like that?

"My God, how can this school have such a professor? Dumbledore, I want you to expel him!"

Snape's actions and words angered the other principals in the office, who shouted in protest.

"You only have the right to expel me if you're the principal!"

"Yes, yes, you can get Dumbledore to expel me. Do you think he'll listen to you?"

"If you're dead, you should die properly. Don't talk unless you have to!"

"Why are there so many things to say about a portrait?"

Snape went on and on.

He was speechless and blushed as he spoke of the portraits on the wall.

They couldn't refute Snape's words at all.

They didn't quite understand what was wrong with Snape.

It suddenly turned out like this?

But they were very angry, extremely angry. They looked at Dumbledore, hoping he would teach Snape a lesson.

"Severus, what's going on?"

Dumbledore wasn't particularly angry; he just looked at Snape with surprise.

A hint of annoyance flashed in Snape's eyes. He said with a dark face, "I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine. So, Headmaster, what did you call me here for?"

Just to stop Potter? I can't stop him, he won't listen to me at all… I still have to grade the homework of those students whose brains are full of nonsense!

"You really don't look like you're alright... Okay, I won't say any more about this."

I called you here so that the three of us—Darren, you, and I—could look at this photo sphere together, but little Darren doesn't seem to want to see any of this…

He probably still can't accept what happened back then...

This was the first time I'd ever seen that child behave so rudely; I must have put too much pressure on him.

I should have known; given his personality, this would have been too cruel for him.

Dumbledore looked very old.

Snape then realized that the old man was indeed very old.

But he still said with a hint of sarcasm, "Let Potter see him being tortured, Dumbledore, you're still so... admirable!"

"No, no, no, Severus, stop blaming me. For the past few days, I've been condemning myself..."

I was too suspicious of Darren. I had high expectations of him, but I never gave him the love he most wanted. I made the same mistake as before…

"Pshaw, even Dumbledore makes mistakes?"

Snape's lips curled into a mocking smile.

His eyes became empty again.

Dumbledore sighed, took out the Memory Ball, hesitated for a moment, then tapped it with his wand and said, "Severus, show this old man this cruel scene."

Snape said nothing.

His eyes were just more vacant, making him look like an emotionless wooden figure.

"Put the Imperius Curse on Potter... Potter, go kill Harry Potter... Hurry, kill Potter... Oh my god, he's broken free of the Imperius Curse!"

"Go and kill Potter!"

"Potter, you're dead! No one can save you!"