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Chapter 317: There is no useless magic!!

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Flint finally apologized through gritted teeth.

Because he couldn't beat Darren.

He could only glare at Darren hatefully and leave with his teammates.

Originally he went to provoke, who knew he would end up apologizing and slinking back.

What he didn't expect even more was that on the way back, he tripped over a suit of armor.

That fall was a bit hard, and his nose was swollen.

And this wasn't over yet.

Because just as he entered the common room, he saw Professor Snape.

Professor Snape saw him carrying a broomstick and suddenly remembered that he had lost the Quidditch match last year.

For this, he scolded him fiercely and gave him detention.

Of course, this was just the beginning.

Next, when he was doing his homework in the common room, several Slytherin students were fighting.

They were attacking each other with spells, but for some reason, many spells landed on him.

And before he could get angry, Senior Sister Becky returned from outside; he was accused of being disheveled and was dragged directly to Professor Snape's office by the Senior Sister.

Then he was punished by Professor Snape to copy the school rules one hundred times, and another detention.

This was just that day.

From the next day on, Flint felt he was even unluckier.

Because even the castle stairs didn't cooperate with him; every time he went up, these stairs would change direction with him.

Because of this, he was punished by the prefect many times.

The prefect thought he was doing it on purpose.

Deliberately using this to provoke him, the new prefect.

Wronged!

Flint never had this thought.

He liked Quidditch, didn't like being a prefect, and had no intention of targeting the prefect.

But no one believed him.

Every time he explained, others would mock him for not daring to admit what he did.

Finally, every time it ended in a fight.

Then he would cycle to be called to Professor Snape's office.

According to Professor Snape's sarcasm, if he accumulated too much detention, he might need to stay in school for detention even during the summer vacation.

Flint couldn't figure it out, had he offended Merlin recently?

Darren certainly didn't know about Flint's encounter.

He had been busy brushing Saint Father Value everywhere recently.

Currently, he had already used Saint Father Value to learn almost all the second-year books.

And even had the energy to learn some books from the library.

But the more he learned, the more afraid he became.

Because no matter what book he read, his talent for Dark Magic would increase.

It was as if every book had a bit of Dark Magic in it.

He could now think of a prank-like spell just by closing his eyes.

It was just that he didn't know how powerful it was, because he didn't dare to use it at all.

Time flew to October.

Damp cold air raged at Hogwarts.

Darren wrapped himself up tightly.

As a northerner, coming here, he really couldn't stand this suffering.

If he didn't wrap up tightly here, he could catch a cold at any time.

He didn't want to accept Madam Pomfrey's treatment.

Because after drinking the potion made by Madam Pomfrey, his ears would smoke for the next few hours.

For a little Saint Father like him, this was unacceptable.

It ruined his image too much.

So at this time, he once again thanked Snape for his decision not to let him join the Slytherin Quidditch team.

Because whether it was Gryffindor or Slytherin.

At this time, they were all training outside in the rain.

Harry would always return soaked through.

And it was still late at night.

And as long as there was a little bit of mud, he would be caught by Mr. Filch, and then punished.

Darren expressed his condolences for poor Harry.

【Ding, detected a scene where the Saint Father System can be utilized around the host, now issuing a long-term task: obtain 80 favorability from Mr. Filch (please do not use system props)】

【Ding, after the task is completed, obtain one advanced bloodline draw, does the host accept?】

Advanced bloodline draw?

Then what was the bloodline before?

Ordinary bloodline?

By the way, after drawing it out, would his Lily mother's reputation be affected again?

However.

【Accept!】

Darren quickly found Mr. Filch.

Mr. Filch was a person who looked very fierce.

He had a pair of gloomy eyes, and many low-grade students would be scared to shiver when stared at by him.

Darren was no exception.

He stood pale opposite Filch, his body shivering slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and said firmly: "Sir... I am Darren Potter, next time my brother gets mud on the corridor again, can you not punish him.

You can punish me, I can do those jobs instead of my brother... my brother is already very tired from training..."

"That's an interesting idea, but why do you think I would agree?"

Filch's big nose snorted.

"I'll do anything you ask!"

"Anything... hmph, they all say that... who do you think you are?

But Harry Potter does have a punishment, he got mud all over the corridor yesterday.

Finally, because of Peeves's mischief, he ran away... then his punishment will be handed to you, clean my office, do you dare?"

Filch smiled insidiously.

He saw the boy in front of him cower.

Yes, Filch's office, a disgusting place at Hogwarts, how would such a child do it?

He turned and left.

Another child putting on an act.

For example, that person.

However.

"I dare, Mr. Filch... I dare!"

Darren grabbed Filch's sleeve.

Filch looked at the stain on his sleeve a bit awkwardly.

"As you wish!"

He said coldly. ===== CHAPTER 319 =====

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