The letter, Darren was finished.

Whether or not to go to Hogwarts became a big problem.

He had thought he was just an ordinary student, at best, a systematic crosser, so he was quite excited to go to Hogwarts.

But as soon as he got his identity, he panicked.

He turns out to be the protagonist’s brother.

The kind of brother who was born with many disasters and hardships.

According to the plot of the novel, his brother should be killed in front of the protagonist, and then let the protagonist fight to paint the wall.

Especially this kind of plot, he is afraid that he will have to die in a certain part to fully describe his identity.

Or not, not to go?

[Ding, sensing the host idea, the system thinks it is necessary to make the host aware of the power of the system

].

[Ding, at this stage, the system can block Merlin’s full force blow, and then take the host away from the plane to escape, and later as the host’s Father value increases, it can be more powerful].

[Ding, for the system, Hogwarts is just the starting point].

Ah this?

Darren gave the system a thumbs up.

Awesome.

[I’m going to Hogwarts!] ]

It doesn’t matter if the plot is not plot, I want to save the world and shine the light of the Holy Father at Hogwarts!

“Oh, dear little Darren, you should have read the letter, maybe we should come to your room and sit down, you may need a glass of chilled lemonade to calm down?”

Just as Darren made his inner declaration, an old voice rang in his ear.

He looked up and saw an old man in a purple robe standing in front of him.

He was tall and thin, with silvery-white hair and a long beard.

With a pair of half-moon glasses, the blue eyes under the glasses are shining.

His nose was long and curved, as if he had been flattened at least twice.

This must be Dumbledore, right?

“Dumbledore, I am Dumbledore, you may call me Professor Dumbledore, I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts, as you may already know.”

Dumbledore said with a smile.

Gentle eyes looked into Darren’s eyes.

[Ding, the host is being taken by the gods, is it a disguised memory?] ]

Depend on!

Darren almost scolded out loud.

This old man took his mind as soon as he met, and he was really not a good man!

He also thought that this old man had to go to the room with him to make trouble, who knew that if it suddenly came, he would make a big move.

Although he himself felt that there was something wrong with him.

After all, Harry’s name appeared on the Book of Access from birth.

His name only appeared half an hour ago.

Dumbledore suspected that he was normal.

But Darren was speechless, and the old man was so suspicious that he didn’t even give him time to prepare.

If he didn’t have a system, I’m afraid he wouldn’t have even revealed the secrets of the crossers.

Viciousness!

Hmm, since Old Deng wants to see it, then he will show Old Deng a big one!

[System, according to the memories I thought, show all of them to Old Deng!] ]

The eleven-year-old boy stopped Kenli from bullying the girl and came forward to stop it, and Kenli pushed down the stairs fiercely, and he struggled to protect his head with a broken and bleeding head.

……

The ten-year-old boy envied other people’s parents in the corner, but in the blink of an eye, he got up and gave some of his few foods to the stray cats.

……

The eight-year-old boy was beaten to tears by his aunt in the courtyard because he pointed out that someone was stealing something on the street, and the thief was disturbed and did not steal anything, but instead beat a rake.

……

The six-year-old boy had someone come to adopt him, and the couple who adopted him was richly dressed and well educated, and they liked the boy, and the boy really wanted to be taken away by them.

But he looked at the face of the expected partner with him, and painfully recommended the little partner to the couple.

They agreed that they would always come and go back and forth in the future, but the little friend never came back, and the boy was a little worried and missed him.

……

The four-year-old boy picked up some vegetable leaves from the kitchen and devoured them.

Because he brought a child who had been abused to the orphanage, causing the child’s parents to call the police, he was punished by the teacher for not eating for two days.

But two days later, the teacher still did not bring him food.

……

The two-year-old boy lay on the grass and fed the shoddy milk he drank to the hungry crying baby.

Dumbledore had all these images under his eyes.

He withdrew his wand heavily.

He didn’t want to look at so many memories at first, he just habitually wondered what had happened before and why it made Snape so angry.

But I don’t know why, he had just used the Receptive Mind, and the child’s memory was like an indoctrination pouring into his brain.

He was reluctant to resist that feeling.

He subconsciously accepted these memories.

Admittedly, past experiences have brought him too many bad habits.

He did want to know what Darren had been through.

Just after receiving these memories, he did not feel at all relaxed.

Obviously he should be glad that Darren was not at all the same as the man in his memory, and he was not a dark wizard disguise.

Darren is kind-hearted, brave, tenacious, and full of love.

He had qualities that even Dumbledore envied.

But this child is too kind.

So kind that it hurts him.

They should have found the child sooner, and he should have grown up in a pampered environment.

Dumbledore sighed, his always wise blue eyes lingering in the mist, he took off his glasses, wiped his tears, and said in an emotional tone

“Forgive me, child, please forgive me for the serious mistake made by this damn old man, I may have made you think of unhappy things, I’m very sorry, child!”

Darren secretly skimmed his lips.

Having read the original work, he already knew that Old Deng was suspicious, and even he often used the Savior to take his mind.

To apologize continuously is to die without repentance.

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