Chapter 170: Homeless!!

Christmas was approaching.

It started to snow at the castle.

The surroundings were covered with several layers of thick snow.

Darren saw the Weasley brothers chasing after the back of Professor Quirrell's head, throwing snowballs.

This made him a bit worried.

Worried that Mr. Voldemort would suddenly break out and Avada everyone present.

【Ding, detected a scene where the Saint Father system can be utilized. Now issuing a temporary task:

Stop the Weasley brothers from chasing Quirrell, and reprimand them for not respecting the professor】

【Ding, after completing the task, you will obtain Dark Arts Talent +2. Does the host accept the task?】

Darren didn't really want to accept this task.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but purely that he didn't want this reward.

After this period of effort, he already had nearly 58 points of Dark Arts talent.

He suspected he was walking on the road to Azkaban. But it was a reward after all.

He still decided to accept it.

Plus, seeing it and not doing anything would easily break his persona.

【Accept】

Darren took a deep breath, and the expression on his face changed from a smile marveling at the wonders of nature to one of seriousness.

He walked to the Weasley brothers somewhat angrily and said in a serious tone: "What are you doing? How can you bully a professor? Professor Quirrell works hard to teach us, how can you throw snowballs at him?"

Kid, if you make him angry, what if he ignores the plot and comes out to Avada you?

【Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining Dark Arts Talent +2】 Darren pinched his nose and accepted this reward.

So he looked even angrier.

"Ah, the great Darren Potter has arrived, everyone make way!"

"His Highness Harry Potter's younger brother!"

The Weasley brothers ran away joking.

However, just as they ran away, they saw Professor McGonagall with an extremely serious face.

"Detention! Weasley! Twenty points from Gryffindor!"

Professor McGonagall was too angry.

These two naughty kids actually dared to stir up trouble on a professor's head. Would they dare to lay a hand on her one day?

"Professor!"

The Weasley brothers said in disbelief.

This was deducting points from their own house!

"Twenty each! Yes, I am deducting points from my own house, I hope you don't make me deduct more!"

Professor McGonagall said annoyedly.

The Weasley brothers left dejectedly after being scolded by her.

Only then did she smile at Darren: "Good child, weren't you scared?"

Why wasn't this child sorted into Gryffindor?

The Sorting Hat's brain is... its methods are problematic!

"No, no, thank you, Professor McGonagall."

Darren scratched his hair embarrassedly.

The cowlick on top of his head became even more upright as he scratched it. Professor McGonagall couldn't help but smile.

In order not to laugh ungracefully in front of students, she hurriedly strode away.

Darren sighed; he hadn't had time to farm Professor McGonagall's Saint Father points yet! He turned around and found that Professor Quirrell had disappeared.

But when he walked toward the castle, he always felt someone was staring at him; fortunately, once he entered the castle, that gaze disappeared.

It was just that Darren still didn't feel very comfortable. Because it was still very cold inside the castle.

In reality, he was a northerner; there was heating in winter and air conditioning in summer, and he had never felt life was too difficult.

Who knew that after transmigrating, he would feel shivering cold in the magical world.

He was wrapped in thick clothes and wore a scarf, but he still felt as if he were in a snowy field in winter.

Especially during Potions class. He was so cold he didn't even want to take his hands out.

Potions class was underground; not only was it damp and cold here, but Snape wouldn't even let them light the fireplace.

Saying something about being afraid it would affect the efficacy of the potions. So, was he just letting people freeze to death?

Every time Darren had Potions class, he wanted to stuff himself into the cauldron. He felt that if he could take a bath in the cauldron, it would be very comfortable.

Now everyone was so cold they couldn't wait for the holiday.

"I really feel sorry for some people, they have to stay at school even during the holidays."

In one Potions class, Malfoy mocked Harry. Because he saw Harry had signed the form to stay at school.

Before, because of the matter of whether Harry Potter was his own brother, he had been quiet for a long time, but now he was back to full health.

However, just after he finished speaking, he was poked in the back by Pansy, signaling him to look at Darren.

"Draco, he's already pitiful enough..."

Pansy whispered.

Malfoy followed Pansy's finger and looked over, only to find that Darren's mood had clearly worsened because of his words.

He was currently brewing a potion, but his eyes were slightly red. Oh my...

Well, he remembered, Darren was also one of the homeless.

On the surface, he was Harry Potter's younger brother; Harry Potter had no home, and neither did he.

"I..."

Malfoy hesitated.

He hadn't initially categorized Darren as part of the Potter family.

He wanted to say Harry Potter had no home, but Darren was from the Malfoy family! But he immediately remembered that his father said he wouldn't acknowledge Darren.

"Can't expect me to go and apologize?"

Malfoy said awkwardly.

He glared fiercely at Harry Potter.

Your brother is sad, and you're still brewing potions, you're really incompetent! Harry didn't know at all that Malfoy was glaring at him because of Darren.

He thought Malfoy was still picking on him because he had caught the Golden Snitch last time.

However, he wasn't sad at all because of Malfoy's words. He didn't want to return to Uncle Vernon's house.

Staying at school for Christmas, he was of course very happy; this was the most comfortable holiday he had ever had.

After all, Darren was with him.

And Ron's parents were going to Romania to see Charlie, so he had to stay here too.

With a younger brother, friends, food and drink, and being able to play freely, Harry didn't feel this was anything to be sad about.

He even laughed out loud happily.

Because he was thick-skinned, after Potions class ended, Malfoy specifically went up to provoke him and mocked him as Scarhead.

Before leaving, he also looked at Ron with contempt, saying he was a pauper and was begging for food by following Harry.

Making Ron so angry he almost started a fight. As a result, it was seen by Snape.

Obviously, Gryffindor was deducted twenty points.

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