Chapter 2

That’s right, next time I’ll use a stone to turn it into one for you, it’ll be so satisfying it’ll kill you!

Darren gave a sinister smile, though he was currently employing his "Heart of a Best Actor" technique, making him look extremely pure and kind on the outside.

This caused Snape, who had just rushed over, to clench his fists and stand frozen on the spot with reddened eyes.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the temporary task, obtaining God-level Occlumency.]

Kenley completely ignored Darren’s words; he only saw the piece of chocolate in Darren’s hand.

His eyes lit up as he snatched it away and stuffed it into his mouth in one bite, wanting to savor that rare delicacy.

Only after it was in his mouth did he realize something was wrong.

Why did this chocolate have a floral taste, and even a hint of soil?

Could it be that Darren dropped it on the ground?

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! Darren, how dare you feed me something that fell on the ground? See if I don't beat you to death today!"

Kenley, tall and burly, lunged toward Darren.

If he were to be hit squarely by this, Darren felt he might actually go flying.

Heh, this blockhead is so stupid, does he really think I’m going to stay in the same spot forever?

Does he think I won't dodge?

Darren immediately prepared to bolt, but when he turned his head, he saw a man standing behind him with a pained expression, looking like a total dunderhead.

If he dodged now, it would be this man who got hit.

Tsk tsk tsk, you have to wonder why this guy had to stand right behind him of all places.

In a moment, he’s definitely going to be knocked flat on his face by Kenley.

What a pity, but better him than me.

Fellow Daoist, you’ll have to figure this one out yourself!

[Ding, detected an opportunity for the host to display the 'Holy Father' persona. Temporary task issued: Close your eyes, cover your face with your hands, and shout with a fearful expression: "Sir, move away quickly, be careful not to fall!"]

[Ding, upon task completion, you will receive a semi-finished Obscurus. Does the host accept the task?]

[Accept!]

Another task Darren couldn't refuse.

An Obscurus is a powerful, extremely unstable, and hard-to-control form of Dark Magic.

It can detach from the host and attack others.

Those parasitized by an Obscurus are called Obscurials.

Obscurials usually don't live past the age of ten.

But it was obvious that whatever the system gave him wouldn't have any side effects.

But a semi-finished Obscurus?

Does that mean there’s a finished version?

Regardless, it didn't matter.

In the world of Harry Potter, there’s danger everywhere; having this life-saving skill greatly increases his survival rate, right?

He took a deep breath.

Following the system's prompt, Darren stood his ground, closed his eyes, covered his face with his hands, and shouted in a fearful, trembling tone:

"Sir, move away quickly, be careful not to get hit by Kenley and fall!"

[Ding, temporary task completed. Congratulations to the host for receiving the reward: semi-finished Obscurus.]

[Ding, the semi-finished Obscurus can be controlled using 'Holy Father' points; 1,000 Holy Father points will make the Obscurus appear for one minute.]

[Ding, the complete version of the Obscurus does not require Holy Father points to control and can be obtained in future tasks.]

One thousand Holy Father points!

Darren clicked his tongue; he didn't even have one yet!

But at least it wouldn't cost him his life.

And once he had enough Holy Father points in the future, he could use it.

Surely one minute would be enough for an Obscurus to kill someone, right?

Darren thought to himself.

He stood before Snape, appearing strong yet fearful on the surface.

In his trance, Snape seemed to see that red-haired girl.

She was strong, brave, fearless, passionate...

She possessed the finest qualities.

She was also the person he loved most deeply.

"No... no, I won't allow you to hurt her again!"

Snape gritted his teeth and roared, a beam of light shooting from the tip of his wand, sending Kenley flying high into the air before he crashed to the ground.

Darren opened his eyes in a daze, just in time to see Kenley lying motionless on the ground—he didn't know if he was dead or alive, but blood was already beginning to pool beneath his head.

"Shit!"

Darren heard the man behind him curse under his breath, and then he seemed to see a black bat streak past him and rush to Kenley's side.

Then he saw the man wave his little stick, and a doe appeared before his eyes.

Silver and ethereal.

It made one's soul feel at peace.

Darren subconsciously thought of a Patronus.

He was stunned for a moment, then heard the man speak at an incredibly fast pace: "Dumbledore... Darren... Muggle injured... St. Mungo's..."

He didn't catch the rest, but he roughly knew who this person was.

Damn, isn't this one of the most tragic characters in Harry Potter, Professor Snape?

The double agent of the Wizarding World.

The king of point-deduction who would take ten thousand points from Gryffindor because Harry Potter stepped into the classroom with his left foot first.

Tsk tsk tsk, never expected to see a plot character on his first day of contact with wizards.

Most importantly, he seemed to have just protected Snape...

*Cough*, although in the end, Snape went all out for some reason and blasted Kenley away.

It seemed just now, he heard Snape shout something about not allowing anyone to hurt her again.

He could tell the difference between 'he' and 'she' in foreign languages.

It was indeed 'she'.

Could it be that Snape mistook him for Lily?

But that’s not right!

He’s a boy, okay?

Or was it his actions just now that reminded Snape of Lily?

Darren smacked his lips.

He wanted to say that this simp Snape could see Lily in any good quality, but he didn't dare say it out loud.

He was afraid that Snape, who was clearly in a rage right now, would hit him with an Avada Kedavra.

[Ding, detected an opportunity for the Holy Father system to be utilized nearby. Temporary task issued: Walk to Kenley's side and ask with a worried, urgent tone: "Sir, Kenley will be okay, right?"]

[Ding, upon task completion, you will receive 100 Holy Father points. Does the host accept the temporary task?]

[Accept!]

Although the system didn't give other rewards this time, Holy Father points were fine too.

And it was just a matter of saying one sentence; he could do it!

Darren blinked his eyes, activated his "Heart of a Best Actor," and his eyes immediately turned red. Acting as if he had just realized what happened, he hurriedly moved his feet and walked to Kenley's side.

He called out to Kenley twice, only to find him lying there motionless.

He could only lift his head urgently and ask with concern: "Sir, Kenley will be okay, right?"

[Ding, congratulations to the host for receiving 100 Holy Father points.]

The red-haired boy looked at him with a pale face.

There was no schadenfreude in his eyes, only heavy concern.