Chapter 475: The weirdness of the simulation cat!!

After Darren promised Harry, another few days passed in a flash.

These past few days, wherever Darren went, Harry and the others followed.

In their words, it was because they were worried about Darren encountering danger.

Although Darren felt that if there was danger, bringing Harry and the others wouldn't be of any use, at most it would be sending another head.

But as a little Saint Father, he naturally couldn't say that.

He could only let them follow.

This day.

When they returned from outside the castle, they heard Mr. Filch grumbling there.

Mr. Filch is the caretaker of the castle.

Before, he hated children the most.

Until some time ago, Mrs. Norris was petrified, and he attacked Darren, which was discovered by Dumbledore.

In the end, Dumbledore even wanted to fire Mr. Filch.

It was Darren's pleading that kept Mr. Filch.

Since then, Mr. Filch was no longer fierce when he saw them.

He became kind.

Sometimes he would even bring Darren something to eat.

And on this day, they saw Mr. Filch grumbling while mopping the floor.

"Oh, Darren, be careful, don't fall... this hateful Peeves, actually made this place like this...

By the way, Darren, do you want to eat the biscuits from last time recently? I saw the kitchen made them again today, you can go to the Great Hall earlier, otherwise there won't be any!"

The biscuits Mr. Filch mentioned were a newly developed biscuit.

A transformation spell was cast on them, as long as you think of something in your heart, it can turn into that thing.

Many students like this kind of biscuit, actually not to eat, but to play with.

They even turned these little biscuits into the likenesses of Lockhart and Snape.

Making both sides fight each other.

The final outcome was often the biscuit that turned into Lockhart being smashed to pieces.

"Thank you, Mr. Filch, please pay attention to next month's Wizengamot newspaper, there is a surprise I have for you on it.

Of course, now it's just an initial idea, it might take some time until it's finally completed, but please believe me, believe in the future!"

Darren smiled gently.

Although Filch didn't know what was on it, he liked Darren very much now.

He thought that buying a newspaper was nothing.

"Rest assured, I will buy it..."

Filch was just about to say something when his face suddenly changed.

Because a loud noise rang out in Hogwarts.

Then came Peeves's voice: "Hahaha, a student got hit, a student got hit..."

"I want to strangle him!"

Mr. Filch didn't even have time to greet Darren before he rushed over.

Darren made a gesture as if he was going to go over and take a look, but was stopped by Harry and the others.

"Alright, don't go, it's just those small things... if you run over, you will definitely be slandered by Peeves.

Last time he said you were the culprit who petrified Justin and Nick.

These days he has made up many versions, it seems he really wants to send you to Azkaban."

Hermione said indignantly.

Darren's face turned pale, and he lowered his head dejectedly.

"It's all because I'm too weak... Peeves is right, not only did I not save Justin, I also caused Nick to be petrified..."

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

Darren said with a pale face, and even his eyes gradually turned red.

Apparently, during this time, they thought Darren didn't care about this matter, but in fact, he still cared.

"Don't be silly, you always think like this, in fact, it wasn't you who petrified them."

Harry and the others sighed and comforted him.

Darren always took other people's mistakes upon himself.

"You are not Merlin, how could you save everyone?"

They said helplessly.

Darren was just about to say something else when he suddenly heard a scream.

"It's Moaning Myrtle, I'll go take a look, nothing else happened, right?"

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

Darren rushed over anxiously.

However, as soon as he arrived, he rolled his eyes.

It turned out that the plot had been triggered.

Because a diary was lying on the floor of the bathroom where Myrtle was.

It was exactly Mr. Tom whom Darren had come into contact with before.

Myrtle's crying and screaming this time was louder than ever before.

Darren felt his ears buzzing.

He wished he could immediately cover his ears and leave here.

But.

"What's wrong? Myrtle?"

As a little Saint Father, Darren naturally couldn't do that.

He tried hard to squeeze out a smile and asked.

Because he was reluctant, it instead looked like he was frightened.

"Oh, it's Darren! Darren, they bullied me, they threw things at me, I was sitting here thinking about life, thinking about your handsome little face, and then they threw things at me, too much..."

She cried woo-woo.

Darren hurriedly took out a tissue and wanted to hand it to her, however, she tried, but couldn't get it at all, so she cried even more sadly.

"Oh, enough, it's just throwing something, you are a ghost, if it hits you, it will pass through!"

Hermione said without hesitation.

She pulled Darren over and explained with a smile on her face: "Myrtle is just like this, don't pay attention to her, after you pay attention to her, she will be very sad.

Just like this... she can't stop crying at all, you don't want her to be sad, right?"

"Is, is that so?"

Darren showed an expression of disbelief.

But he immediately believed this sentence.

Not because he also hated Myrtle's crying, but because of what Hermione said, he had no reason not to believe it. ===== CHAPTER 477 =====