Hogwarts: I Obtained the Systemic Father

Darren, of course, was not disappointed in the slightest.

He had intended to enter Slytherin.

The first thought was that if the Sorting Hat wouldn’t let him into Slytherin, he would follow Harry’s example.

In his head, he kept saying that I was going to Slytherin, and that the Sorting Hat bothered him.

It’s just that this method is a little too unsafe.

He later remembered about Neville.

In fact, Neville was more suitable for Hufflepuff at first.

He loves herbs and has a good temper.

It’s just a bit cowardly.

In order to give him some courage, the Sorting Hat assigned him to Gryffindor.

Apparently the sorting hat is not so rigid.

So he tried it again.

When the Sorting Hat takes the thoughts, he sees himself as a righteous and courageous act, as well

His own courage was shown to the maximum.

Sure enough, the Sorting Hat felt his courage was excess and did not recommend that he go to Gryffindor.

Instead, he recommended Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw even more.

Of course, after he offered to be closer to Harry, he assigned him to Slytherin.

As for the fight with Harry, there is no way.

After all, as a little holy father who worshipped his brother, how could he not seek his brother’s comfort after being assigned the opposite Slytherin?

It was Harry’s performance that made him a little confused.

What, your brother is assigned to Slytherin, your brother is a bad guy?

This really gave him the whole thing.

He had planned to tell him that Slytherins and Gryffindors were the same after Harry nodded at him, that they were both good boys and that they had harvested a wave of Saint Father’s values.

Being fooled by Harry like this, his Holy Father’s light did not shine at all.

Sure enough, reality is not a game and cannot be played exactly as he imagined.

Darren sighed again.

I feel like my heart is dripping blood.

This time, how many Holy Father values were lost!

When the food comes up in the back.

He just ate a big chicken leg, bit a chicken foot that I don’t know who gave him, nibbled on a piece of cake, and took a small pudding with milk.

“Absent-mindedly” ate it.

Well, what a fragrance!

If it weren’t for his current personality, he would have been tempted to learn from the Gryffindor side and gobble it up.

However, he is now a little holy father who has just been disliked by his brother, and if he can’t make such a strange move, it will seem that he has no heart and lungs.

……

The boy had been absent-minded from the beginning of the division to the Slytherin and the end of the mealtime.

Snape suspected that he might not even know what he was eating.

Because he saw Malfoy next to Darren, he put a chicken paw on his plate with a bad heart, and he ate it casually.

Snape seemed to see himself as he was.

When she was sorted into Slytherin, Lily had the same expression as Harry Potter.

No, Lily was just a little upset and laughed.

They were good friends at the time.

But Harry Potter is different.

He ignored Darren like that in full view.

Could he really not have imagined how sad his brother would be in his heart?

Snape looked at Harry Potter who was gobbling up on the Gryffindor table with some disgust, and the Weasley cub next to him.

A reckless boy, in this Potter’s eyes, turned out to be more important than his twin brother.

Snape snorted coldly.

What a stupid thing!

……

Harry had completely forgotten about Darren’s entry into Slytherin.

After all, he is just a child, forgetful.

He was angry that Darren had entered Slytherin, so he deliberately ignored him, but then thought about going to Darren tomorrow.

After all, it was his younger brother, and he still liked it.

And his brother looked cuter than him, and Harry was still very proud of him.

He thought there must be some misunderstanding, maybe Mr. Sorting Hat made a mistake!

Mr. Sorting Hat wanted to send him to Slytherin House, but he insisted.

Darren probably didn’t know that the Sorting Hat could refuse, so he went to Slytherin.

Anyway, Harry felt that he was not like those bad wizards.

He was just angry because Ron said that Darren and the Slytherin Overlord were close.

He felt that Slytherin was a bad guy except Darren.

Darren shouldn’t have approached them.

It’s just that this has to be said tomorrow, and he still needs to face the pile of feasts in front of him.

He raised his eyes and glanced in Darren’s direction.

He was dealing with a piece of cake.

Fortunately, his anger did not affect Darren’s appetite.

Harry ate and drank reassuringly.

Finally, his stomach could no longer fill a little.

Only then did he look up.

He saw Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore talking seriously, but Dumbledore shook his head.

He also saw Professor Quirrell, wrapped in a ridiculous cloth on his head, on the back of his head, facing him, and talking to a professor with greasy hair and a hooked nose.

But the professor didn’t listen at all.

His eyes were looking at him with disgust.

“Oops!”

Harry covered his forehead.

“What’s wrong?”

Percy asked.

“No, nothing.”

Harry shook his head.

The wound went from pain to disappearance in an instant.

The only thing he remembered was the sallow-faced professor, who probably hated him desperately.

“Who is the professor who spoke to Professor Quirrell?”

“That’s the Potions Professor, Professor Snape from Slytherin House, he loves to deduct points for Gryffindor, I hope you don’t get caught wrong by him.”

Percy said with a shrug.

Harry looked up at Professor Snape for a moment, and the professor was no longer looking at him.

Harry turned around, feeling hungry again, and wanted to take another piece of pudding, only to find that everything on the table had disappeared.

Dumbledore stood up.

“Okay, everyone has eaten and drunk, let me announce the precautions:

First-year students are forbidden to enter the Forbidden Forest, as are students in other grades.

Mr. Filch asked me to remind everyone not to use magic in the hallways.

Finally, I remind everyone that those who do not want to die tragically or encounter accidents should not go near the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor. ”

Harry laughed, only to find that there were only a few people laughing like this.

“Now, let’s sing the school song!”

As soon as Dumbledore waved his hand, golden streamers flew out of his wand, and they twisted into words over the dining table.

“Ready, sing!”

PS: This article assumes that Harry is not a bad person, but it is difficult for a reckless little lion to think of this