Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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"You still haven't guessed? I'm Harry, your and Darren's best friend. You're so big now... Darren is thirteen too."

James had only seen him twice since he was born.

The first picture was of him being carried out of the delivery room, and the second picture was of him being thrown onto the battlefield…

The man's voice was very hoarse.

Harry thought back on everything he had said.

Suddenly he understood.

"You are Blake!"

His eyes flashed with anger and murderous intent.

“You are not worthy of Tydarren, you are not worthy of touching him! You executioner, you threw him to the Death Eaters!”

Harry struggled frantically.

He was filled with hatred at that moment.

He just wanted to kill the guy in front of him.

For the first time in his life, he longed for his wand to return to his hand.

It wasn't to protect himself, but to kill!

"Ah, what a great feeling, just like James, Darren, and Lily..."

Blake praised.

"Shut up! Shut up! How dare you mention them? You killed my parents! You even handed Darren over to the Death Eaters!"

For the first time, Harry unleashed tremendous power.

He struggled to lunge at Blake.

He knocked Blake over.

then.

Another pair of hands grabbed Blake's arm.

It's Ron.

Ron struggled and snatched the wand from Black's hand.

He used his wand to free Harry from his restraints.

At that moment, Hermione stepped on Black's face.

As Harry freed his hands, he immediately grabbed the wand Ron had given him and pointed it at Black.

“I should kill you… You’re right, before Darren wakes up. If Darren were here, he would have stopped me from doing this.”

But you helped me, you knocked him unconscious, you missed your only chance to survive… You deserve to die!

His eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He scrutinized Blake's face, seemingly contemplating where to strike.

"If I knew dark magic, I would definitely torture you severely with the Cruciatus Curse first..."

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Chapter 370 You really want to kill me?!

Are you really going to kill me?

Blake did not struggle.

He looked up at Harry.

Then he hesitated and said, "Why don't we wake Darren up first and let him hear my story?"

"enough!"

Harry pointed his wand at Black's chest.

"You almost killed Darren, and you still want to fool him? I won't allow it! I'm his brother, and I won't allow him to wake up now..."

Once I kill you, everything will be over, and Darren won't need to know anything.

Once he wakes up, there will never be anyone like you again!

A sinister glint flashed in Harry's eyes.

"No, no..."

"Blake said in a panic."

“You can’t do this… You have no idea what happened back then, and I never intended to…”

And you can't kill people, Harry. If you kill someone, you'll become corrupted...

"Degenerate? Like you? But when you treat my family like this, don't you ever think about how you might become degenerate?"

You don't need to say anything more. I had considered handing you over to the Dementors, but now I've thought about it and decided against it.

"You managed to get away before, and you might get away again in the future. I won't allow you to hurt my family again! I won't allow it!"

Harry looks like he's about to kill Black any second now.

But Crookshanks stood atop Black's chest, staring longingly at Harry.

It seems they want him to release Blake.

"Go away!"

Harry cursed.

But Crook Mountain just wouldn't budge.

Harry's fingers trembled slightly.

He might be able to make a move against Black, but he really couldn't bring himself to do it against Crookshan.

He could only tell himself that since Crookshan was courting death, he shouldn't stop him.

He should kill Crookshan too.

“Harry, you can’t kill people… If you kill him, you’ll go to Azkaban. What will Darren do then?”

Hermione said worriedly.

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

Darren would be in great pain if he knew he had killed someone.

He was always proud of his older brother, but he ended up in Azkaban for murder…

Harry fell silent.

He pointed his wand at Black, but hesitated for a long time before striking.

at last.

Someone moved.

It wasn't Harry, nor Black...neither of them.

The noise came from outside.

It sounded as if someone was walking in. His footsteps were very hurried.

Hermione's eyes were filled with hope.

She shouted, "Help! It's Black, it's Sirius Black!"

Fear flashed in Blake's eyes.

He frantically tried to get up, nearly falling off Crook Mountain.

For a moment, Harry thought about killing Black.

But he hesitated as he looked at Darren's sleeping face.

Killing someone in front of Darren...

He did not make a move.

There wasn't enough time.

Because thunderous footsteps had already rushed up.

Positive card.

He looked around.

Darren lay motionless on the bed, with Ron beside him, whose leg had been bitten off.

Blood was streaming down his leg.

Harry was pointing his wand at Black, and Hermione was excitedly taking the wand to look at him.

Black lay at Harry's feet, covered in blood, and closed his eyes in despair, as if he had collapsed.