Chapter 1668: Side Story—Fake, Fake, Fake!!

I am sitting on the Hogwarts Express, feeling a bit absent-minded.

Even though I understand that I shouldn't think about that Darren Potter, my heart just can't help but want to see him.

This transmigrator who is the same as me, what does he actually look like? What golden finger does he have?

"I heard Harry Potter is also on the train; let's go find him!"

Malfoy's voice passed by outside my compartment.

Don't ask me how I know it's his voice; as nobles, we have met.

Of course, our relationship is not good.

Who told me to be "stupid and clumsy," not liked by the young master of the Malfoy family? Actually, I still think Malfoy was quite cute when he was little.

A little white-haired dumpling; he was my favorite back then! But forget it.

No matter how cute, it's not as important as my life.

I zoned out for a while.

Actually, I know that if I follow Malfoy, I can find Harry Potter and that Darren Potter.

But again, my life is more important.

I gave up.

Anyway, I think I will be able to see them at the Sorting Ceremony.

I closed my eyes, pretending to doze off.

In reality, I was eavesdropping on the movement outside.

Hmm.

Especially Malfoy's movements.

He walked past my compartment in a huff.

His footsteps were very heavy.

It confirmed to me which part of the plot we were at.

The Hogwarts Express is really too... slow! I am sitting here in despair.

The only excitement was the eldest daughter of the Greengrass family passing by my compartment while holding a red-haired student.

This was what I saw when I opened one eye when I couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore.

Becky Greengrass.

Another person I haven't seen in the original work; could it be my butterfly effect?

I can't figure it out, I can't understand it.

Forget it, since there is already a second transmigrator, maybe it's his butterfly effect.

When I got off the Hogwarts Express, I felt like my butt was about to be sat into eight pieces.

So annoying, so annoying!

Why can't we use Floo Powder to get to school?

Why does such an antiquated way of going to school still exist? When will Darren Potter improve this train?

Other transmigrators would dislike this train; I believe he will too.

Keep it up!

Darren Potter! I thought to myself.

On the surface, I was still looking around stupidly.

No one paid any attention to me.

Or rather, they looked down on me.

Uh-huh.

What do they know? The more you know, the more people fear you! I walked slowly in the direction of the crowd.

And then I caught sight of Darren Potter unexpectedly.

Or rather.

My face-con nature and my procrastination allowed me to see him.

Because of procrastination, I was able to hear the conversation between Hagrid and Darren Potter at this moment.

Because of my face-con nature, I was able to notice him at a glance.

No matter how much my mother in this life praised him for being good-looking, the "good-looking" I had always imagined was about the level of a celebrity.

But the first time I saw Darren Potter, my "old mother" heart welled up.

Such a cute little boy.

This is just too cute! Sorry.

Little fresh meats of the original world, Mom is climbing the wall!

Seriously, Darren Potter's appearance fits all my fantasies about foreign children; it really couldn't be more lovable.

What's more, he was looking forward with an expectant expression, I really... I'm smitten!

Ahhhhh!

Why are some transmigrators so cute? Even if it's the system's bonus, I'm satisfied.

This level of beauty is worth me spending... I also heard Darren Potter's call.

He called out "Brother" in a slightly milky voice.

I suddenly calmed down.

He is a transmigrator, he is clearly trying to hug the original protagonist's thigh, I cannot participate.

Even if I'm head over heels, I cannot be stupid.

Which is more important, an idol or my life?

In my opinion, of course, my life is more important.

Sorry.

Mom was head over heels for your looks, but for the sake of her own life, she's fallen off the wagon.

Goodbye! Darren Potter.

I took short steps to catch up with a girl who looked as stupid as me.

"Hello, take me with you, I can't walk anymore..."

"Ah? Then I'll hold you; by the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Polly Flynn, what about you?"

"My name is Hannah Abbott; you look really pretty."

"No way, no way, just, average!"

Looking at this most authentic girl in the fan-fiction, I showed a stupid smile.

Found the organization.

She is Hufflepuff!

I decided that my best friend at Hogwarts will be her.

She looks a bit smarter than I am acting.

Hmm.

I am stupid!

I happily tightened my grip on her hand.

Hannah is very good to me.

She didn't look down on my "stupidity," but instead kept taking care of me.

Are all Hufflepuffs this kind?

I like their kindness! Along the way, we supported each other.

I tried my best not to look at the location of Darren Potter and Harry Potter; I walked through the darkness with tears in my eyes.

Why did it have to be me who transmigrated?

There is clearly a protagonist here, why did Merlin have to drag me along?

If I hadn't transmigrated yet, perhaps I would already have a child by now. ===== CHAPTER 1670 =====