Hogwarts: I Obtained the Paternal System

Nor could she make it so that just because she told this guy not to covet the Greengrass family's friendship, he truly stopped thinking about her.

Heh!

Darren blinked at Becky "confusedly."

He had clearly thought it was really over.

"Honestly! How did you even survive this long?"

Becky shook her head speechlessly.

She felt that she had never seen anyone this stupid before.

But...

Fine, considering he had saved her once.

"Just stay here. If there's anything you want, tell these people to get it for you!"

Becky pointed at the others in the compartment.

They were all either her sycophants or followers.

Normally, she could not be bothered with people like them, but now she felt they could help guide this little brat.

He was far too stupid!

And he had far too many foolish ideas he should not have.

Leaving aside that Equality of Life nonsense, just the fact that he casually used his body to block a Killing Curse for someone else meant he needed a proper lesson!

Becky raised her chin at her followers.

They hurriedly smiled ingratiatingly at Darren.

"Hello, I'm Ace Frank, a fourth-year prefect. This is my younger brother, Pizza Frank. He's also a first-year, just like you."

Darren carefully remembered what Ace Frank had said, then looked at Pizza Frank. The boy with the pizza-like name quickly grinned and nodded.

He was terrified that if he reacted too slowly, Becky would reward him with magic.

"This is Durogar Franchi, a third-year prefect. The one behind him is Ted Beck, a fifth-year prefect..."

After the introductions, Darren realized that Pizza was the only other first-year in the compartment. Everyone else was an older prefect.

Of course, there was also a little girl curled up in the farthest corner.

She had pale blond hair and a mole beneath her eye.

At the moment, she was sleeping with her eyes closed.

Her pale cheeks had flushed pink in sleep.

Darren noticed that everyone around her gave the girl a wide berth.

"Cassandra Vole, a child of the ancient Vole family. You'd better not provoke her, or else..."

Becky did not finish the sentence.

Everyone who could sit in this compartment was a pure-blood noble.

Other than Cassandra, they had to listen to whatever Becky said.

But Cassandra was different.

Her family was extremely ancient, with a long and illustrious history.

She was even prouder by nature.

She would not even deign to lower her head to look at others.

What people criticized most about her was that she liked stirring up fights.

After provoking a conflict, she would sit comfortably in her chair and watch as the others fought to the death.

If Darren provoked this girl, Becky felt he would not have an easy time of it.

Still, with her here, Cassandra would surely show her some respect.

Teach Him a Lesson!

"Alright, those are all minor matters. What you need to do now is tell him not to block spells with his body anymore!"

Becky snorted coldly.

Darren had survived that Killing Curse last time because he had been lucky.

But how could anyone be lucky every single time?

She had to make this guy understand that using his body was not the only way to block a spell.

"Hahaha, no way! You actually used your body to block a spell?"

Pizza Frank could not help laughing.

Though he did not dare mock him openly, Darren's actions had genuinely amused him.

Their families had taught them that only their own lives mattered.

If they died blocking a spell for someone, then they deserved to die outside and should never return home.

Pizza had always thought that was a joke.

Who would be stupid enough to block spells for others? Yet there really was one right in front of him.

"Hahaha, are you stupid? If you were in our Frank family, my grandfather would probably... whip you... to death..."

Pizza Frank's voice grew quieter and quieter.

His smiling face instantly turned bitter.

Because he discovered that the Greengrass family's young lady, Hogwarts's Bully Flower, was staring at him coldly.

She held that Cherry wood wand in her hand, looking as though she might cast Reducto at him at any moment.

W-what was going on?

Was it because he had called this Muggle-born that?

But... wasn't it this upperclasswoman who had told them to say it?

Pizza raised his head and looked pleadingly at his older brother, Ace Frank.

Ace turned his head away.

He silently lowered his head.

Stupid little brother!

Did he not stop to think about why the Greengrass family's young lady was staying with a Muggle-born wizard?

There had to be a reason.

He had not understood it earlier and had stood up to question the young lady, nearly getting thrown out by her.

Now, the young lady had told them to teach this Muggle-born gentleman not to block spells with his body. Clearly, this Muggle-born wizard had saved Becky.

He had even blocked a spell for Becky with his body, earning the hard-won friendship of Miss Greengrass.

And his stupid little brother was still laughing at that Muggle-born wizard.

He laughed at someone for being stupid enough to block a spell for another person, while that person would probably laugh at him for being useless enough not to earn Miss Greengrass's friendship!

Forgive Frank's dullness. Even now, he had not asked Darren's name and was still calling him a Muggle-born wizard in his heart.

Of course, even if he wanted to ask Darren's name now, he was too embarrassed to say it.

After all, the atmosphere was rather heavy at the moment.

Everyone had originally wanted to mock Darren, but with Pizza as an example before them, they truly did not know what attitude to take toward him.

"Hurry up, hurry up and teach him a lesson!"

Becky impatiently flicked her wand.

What was going on?

Did these people not want to listen to her?

"Is it really that hard to teach someone a lesson?"

The Frank brothers secretly groaned and quietly shoved Durogar, who had been watching the show from the side, to the front.

Durogar opened his mouth.

He had wanted to retreat, but upon seeing Becky's gaze, he gave an awkward laugh and fixed his eyes on Darren.

Pizza Frank had drawn Becky's attention because he had mocked this little Muggle-born brat. Wouldn't it be fine as long as he did not mock the brat?

Durogar thought for a moment, then pulled out his wand from his pocket.

"It seems I need to teach you a lesson about wands today... Upperclasswoman?"

Durogar stared blankly at Becky, who had knocked his wand away with her Cherry wood wand.

Why?