Chapter 110

He couldn't imagine Dudley calling him brother.

He might go crazy.

But Darren was different; having such a soft voice calling him brother simply made him so happy he wanted to jump up.

"Darren, where did you live when you were little? Was it in the wizarding world?"

Harry asked curiously.

That house-elf who came to find him only asked about his experiences and didn't tell him about Darren's.

When Dumbledore went to find Aunt Petunia, he didn't mention Darren's experiences either.

However, seeing Darren's elegant appearance, he really hadn't considered the possibility that he grew up in the ordinary world.

"I grew up in an orphanage. In late August this year, Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape found me."

Darren pressed his red hair.

That cowlick of his stubbornly stuck up again after he pressed it down.

Harry looked at it with envy.

If only he could have Darren's hair.

At least only one strand stuck up, while his hair stuck up everywhere.

"So cool, my dream since I was little was to live in an orphanage. Is it very likable there? Can I go back with you during the holidays?"

Harry asked in admiration.

Darren noticed many gazes were secretly staring at him at this time.

Clearly, being by Harry's side, every move attracted attention.

And a large portion of these people were worried he would get angry because of Harry's words.

After all, the professors at Hogwarts had all asked about what kind of life Darren had in the orphanage from Pachi.

They thought too much.

Darren of course wouldn't get angry.

With such a good display platform, he wished he could stay in everyone's gaze and be a saint with no desires.

Can getting angry be as important as Saint Father Points?

Not even a hair's worth.

So he tilted his head and thought:

"Probably not. When Professor Dumbledore took me out, he gave Mrs. Linda a large sum of money.

If we go back, next time Professor Dumbledore might have to hand over all the money in our vault before Mrs. Linda lets us out."

His tone was peaceful, without a trace of gloom.

He even made a joke to Harry.

Making many professors who were worried he would get angry turn their faces away in shame.

【Ding, Saint Father Points +50】

【Ding, Saint Father Points +80】

【Ding, Saint Father Points +70】

【Ding...】

Another wave of Saint Father Points was in hand.

Darren felt this wave was worth it.

Just by staying with Harry at noon, he earned 3,000 Saint Father Points.

He originally wanted to farm more Saint Father Points.

But the owls arrived.

Hundreds of owls flew into the Hogwarts Great Hall.

At first, Darren had only seen this scene in novels and didn't feel anything.

But after seeing it a few times here, his only feeling was shock.

It was too spectacular.

It was just a bit of a pity.

Because his Carol had never brought him anything.

Even though Carol was a phoenix... no, a hairless turkey.

Currently being raised by Pachi.

Pachi seemed to say she took Carol to the old mansion.

It was said she was letting the first mistress of the Potter family train her before letting her out.

Darren was thinking when he saw an owl charging straight at him.

He was startled, but immediately realized that the owl was aiming for Harry next to him.

It flew to Harry's side, dropped a note, then affectionately pecked Harry's ear, and flapped its wings toward the jam.

"Hedwig likes that better."

Harry said embarrassedly.

After saying that, he remembered Darren didn't seem to have a single pet, so he thought and asked:

"Darren, what kind of pet do you like?" ===== CHAPTER 112 =====