Chapter 38: I surrender!

"No!"

Malfoy blurted out, begging Snape.

If his father found out he had recklessly provoked someone, like a stupid lion, begging others to hit him, he might be whipped to death.

Snape smiled pleasantly.

He seemed to snort.

Whispering: "Must! And two weeks of detention!"

Malfoy wilted.

Dejectedly, he stood to the side just like Darren.

Darren almost laughed out loud.

But because there were too many people, he quickly held it back.

However, his body still trembled twice.

Snape's deep gaze rested on him for a while, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but remained silent.

He turned his head and quickly led the group of Slytherins toward the underground common room, his black robes billowing, representing his terrible mood.

The Slytherin students were so scared that they lowered their heads, not daring to speak, and could only follow his robes quickly toward the common room in silence.

They suspected Professor Snape was going to punish them.

Sure enough.

As soon as Snape arrived in the common room, he took out his wand.

He stood in the very center of the common room, looking at everyone with cold eyes.

This gloomy gaze made everyone doubt that if they made a sound in the next second, they might be met with a Killing Curse.

"Pfft!"

Snape sneered, then said loudly:

"Stupid, ununited, and even after the professor arrived, not one person explained the reason to the professor. The prefects didn't take the lead either..."

"All Slytherin students will copy the Slytherin house rules one hundred times. I will personally receive them one by one. If anyone relies on their family background and doesn't write them... ha!"

A "ha" ended the topic.

No one dared to rely on their family background to say no.

Clearly, Snape's prestige in Slytherin was extremely high.

Perhaps because he didn't think anyone would dare to contradict him, Snape brought up another matter after finishing the previous topic.

"The prefect selection begins now, starting with the first-years. After the selection is complete, the first-years can go back to sleep early!"

Snape said coldly.

Darren wanted to laugh.

This guy clearly saw he was sleepy, which is why he said that. He had heard that there was no such rule in Slytherin in the past.

Hmm, added this year.

"First-years, gather here!"

Becky raised her wand and called out.

Darren dragged his feet and walked over.

The other students around him stayed a meter away.

They might have wanted to mock the brother who wasn't liked by the famous Harry Potter at first.

However, after witnessing Darren's punch, they finally woke up.

This guy is a freak.

They didn't think they could take a punch that could shatter a protective charm.

"Darren, you go first!"

Becky said to Darren.

The power Darren displayed earlier had indeed shocked her.

However, this guy is strong, and she is very satisfied!

She lifted her chin, looked at the other first-years, and said coldly: "Teague, you go challenge Darren!"

Teague was a black-haired boy.

Hearing Becky's words, he almost cried.

He remembered the power of Darren's punch and really wanted to say he didn't want to go, but he didn't dare.

So, he could only walk up with heavy steps.

He felt the sympathetic gazes of the other students were like looking at his grave. ===== CHAPTER 96 =====

"I'm Teague, Teague Montagu, I... I want to challenge you..."

He said stuttering.

And then he wanted to say he surrendered.

However, before he could say it, Darren, who had just shown his power, shook his head embarrassedly and said the words "I surrender."

"Huh?"

Teague looked at Darren in a daze.

With Darren's power, there was no way he would surrender, right?

"Do you look down on me?"

Teague was a bit annoyed.

Although Darren surrendering meant he won, he didn't want to win like this!

"No, no, no!"

Darren shook his head hurriedly, smiled shyly, and whispered: "I can't control my power. As long as I use it, I will..."

He glanced at Malfoy.

Teague understood.

Once used, it's like killing someone; it really can't be used easily.

But Darren shouldn't be the one surrendering, right?

The one with great power should be the one standing here.

"No, I heard you guys say earlier that you wanted to choose a stronger prefect."

"That way, if someone bullies you, he can help. But, but I can't. If I appear, I'm likely to beat someone to death... so..."

He lowered his head guiltily.

Clearly, he felt extremely sad that he couldn't help.

[Ding, Saintly Father points +20]

[Ding, Saintly Father points +30]

[Ding, Saintly Father points +10]

[Ding...]

In the time it took to say a few words, Darren harvested over 300 Saintly Father points.

Although everyone didn't give much, it was clear that everyone recognized him.

It's just that they were still a bit afraid of him.

Most people still stayed away from him as he walked down after surrendering.

Afraid of making him angry.

Making someone else angry might just result in a few spells.

Making this guy angry meant a punch that could cost you your life!

Darren sighed dejectedly, standing at the very back of everyone, lonely like a little pitiful thing.

Snape stared at his figure, remained silent for a while, and finally said coldly:

"Darren Potter will have a dormitory to himself. No one else is allowed to enter his dormitory!"

This little brat had offended Malfoy.

Draco was a child he had watched grow up; although he wasn't bad to the bone.

He also wasn't a kind person.

Furthermore, Darren had shattered Draco's protective charm; perhaps the next retaliation would come from Lucius's teachings.

He couldn't watch Malfoy every single moment.

And Darren couldn't burst out with that power at any time.

Dumbledore had told him about that power.

Obscurus.

A controllable Obscurus.

But Dumbledore also told him to try his best, or rather, absolutely not let Darren use that power again.

This unknown power, who knew if it would become a death warrant?

Therefore, he absolutely could not let that little brat use that power again! ===== CHAPTER 97 =====