CHAPTER-47 Potter Killed Someone

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Finishing the school song proved to be a challenge.

Harry stumbled along, trailing behind the Gryffindor students.

His eyes were almost too heavy to keep open.

As they left, he cast a lingering glance back at Darren in Slytherin House.

Darren, now hunched over, was being tugged forward by the president of the Slytherin Student Union.

A sense of unease flickered in Harry, but exhaustion quickly overpowered any lingering discontent.

Upon reaching the dormitory, Harry collapsed onto his bed, succumbing to the embrace of sleep.

...

At this point, Darren was also fighting to keep his eyes open.

He rubbed his eyes repeatedly, punctuating the struggle with frequent yawns.

Betsy, with a slight crook, guided him forward.

"Summon your spirits; there's going to be a prefect selection soon!"

"I won't participate," Darren hastily replied.

The prospect of becoming a prefect held no appeal. Such a role might demand too much of his time as a Holy Father.

"No, every student must participate. Professor Snape will be watching, and those who refuse will face a semester of confinement!"

Really?

In the novels from his past life, Gryffindor didn't undergo a prefect selection contest!

Even if Slytherin was stricter, surely they wouldn't lock up students for non-participation, right?

Judging by the expressions around him, it seemed Betsy's warning didn't faze Darren.

"But, but I'm not skilled in magic..."

Darren spoke with confusion.

He had only learned the Levitation Charm, a spell for floating feathers.

"You can't perform magic!?" Betsy was taken aback.

Given a book and a wand, hadn't this guy tried a few spells?

Darren blushed.

Completing tasks for two days, when did he have time to read books?

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

He hung his head, appearing embarrassed, and guiltily pursed his lips.

Betsy wanted to scold him, but looking at his appearance, she resisted the urge to unleash her acerbic tongue.

Finally, with a frown, she said, "Then you go up there, give them a punch, and knock them down with your fist!"

What?

Let him perform such an undignified act as a young Holy Father?

No!

If he had to fight, it would be better to find someone to stand up for him and resolve all the troubles at once.

Who could be a suitable candidate?

Not surprisingly, Darren noticed Malfoy eavesdropping nearby.

Ah, it's him!

"Don't!" Darren blurted out, trying to raise his voice, "I've been strong since childhood... I'm afraid I'll hurt them."

"Whoops, hahaha! Laugh at me, Harry Potter's brother actually claims to have grown up strong."

Hahaha, "Then punch me, let me see how strong you are!"

Draco Malfoy approached with a wild laugh, looking at Darren with disdain.

Darren's fist tingled for a moment.

But he resisted.

With a generous smile, he said, "You don't know, I don't blame you, but I'm really good, I..."

"Hahaha, it's amusing to see this Potter bragging. Boy, you're probably even more cowardly than your brother... Weak!"

He laughed loudly, and many Slytherin students around him joined in.

Darren looked down and whispered.

Ah, soon they'll discover that I'm truly a Holy Father.

[System, silently redeem a thousand Father values for one minute of silence].

He had earned a considerable amount of Father's value today, using one thousand and eight hundred.

Affordable!

Using this minute of silence for a fistfight felt somewhat wasteful.

But...

In an instant, Darren felt a surge of power.

He raised his fist and struck Malfoy hard.

"Apologize to my brother! You're not allowed to insult my brother!"

Malfoy didn't react at all; he felt a fist squarely on his head.

Then he flew up, and upon landing, a "whoosh" sound was heard.

This... The amulet spell given to him by the family shattered.

"Potter Attacks!"

Malfoy got up from the ground and cried out in fear.

Darren was stunned.

He stood in place for what felt like half a day before reacting; silently, he was really powerful!

He had shattered Malfoy's talisman with one punch.

If Malfoy didn't have a talisman, would he have killed him?

Darren thought hesitantly.

But he immediately realized that if Malfoy didn't have the amulet, he might not have dared to be so audacious in front of him.

"If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Potter, there's a little infighting going on here. Slytherin loses ten points!" And a week of confinement!"

Just as Darren hesitated to approach Malfoy and display his Fatherly gesture, he heard Snape's sarcastic voice from behind.

He quickly turned around, lowered his head guiltily, and his eyes gradually turned red.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I injured Malfoy... You, fire me!"

He turned away and wiped his eyes, as if crying.

[Ding, Father +80].

Draco Malfoy now looked at Darren; the fear from earlier had dissipated quite a bit, and he said happily:

"Potter, you're done. You might be going home with a grey item!"

Darren was almost amused by his expression.

Silly kids.

This was a strategic retreat.

Leaving the famous Harry Potter brother out of school—Dumbledore didn't have Alzheimer's disease, and Snape didn't have snake venom.

He was just showing weakness, indicating that he didn't mean it.

As a result, this guy jumped out like a villain.

In contrast, Darren guessed that Snape let Malfoy go because the Malfoy Amulet Charm was broken, but this time, it was different.

Really.

After Malfoy finished speaking.

Snape's cold eyes were already looking at him.

In a sarcastic tone, he said, "It seems that Mr. Malfoy Jr. hasn't learned from his mistake and is now confined!"

Darren noticed that Malfoy's expression looked as if he had eaten something bitter.

He felt a little sympathetic for the little villain in front of him.

Malfoy asked incredulously, "Sir, it was Potter who almost killed me!"

"Very well, two weeks of confinement, plus a letter. A letter to Lucius, yes, I will write it myself. If I let him know that you're so reckless..."

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