How else was he supposed to teach him a lesson?
"He's still a freshman. Why are you scaring him with a wand?"
Becky was somewhat displeased.
No matter how stupid this Muggle-born brat was, he was still her lifesaver. These people had actually pulled their wands on him?
She hadn't even pointed her wand at that brat!
"Then how should I teach him a lesson?"
Durogar picked up his wand and asked hesitantly.
"You teach him a lesson! I never stopped you!"
"Huh?"
Durogar was even more bewildered.
He looked at Darren, who was obediently listening to him, then at the impatient-looking senior behind him. Suddenly, he wanted to smash the wand in his hand.
What use is this thing to me?
Why didn't I latch onto a senior?
"Senior, look, I—"
"You useless trash! You stood there for so long without doing anything. Get out of my sight!"
"...Okay."
Watching this scene, Darren nearly laughed out loud.
This senior was really interesting.
At first, he had thought she disliked him and had even warned him not to get any ideas.
But after these two encounters, he realized that she was cold on the outside but warm-hearted within.
So were all Slytherins like this?
But now, it was naturally time for him to act.
Darren smiled and turned to Becky, his eyes filled with gentleness.
"Senior Becky, I think I understand. You were doing this for my own good. Because I blocked that spell for you before, you had someone lecture me like this.
"Actually, I understand. I was scared after blocking it that day too. Don't worry, if nothing unexpected happens, I won't do that again next time. Thank you for your concern, Senior!"
It was the first time Becky had seen Darren smile at her. She froze for a moment, then proudly lifted her chin and snorted.
"I wasn't concerned about you. Stop being so full of yourself. Ever since you rejected my friendship...
"Forget it. I can give you another chance. Since you're so stupid, come and submit to me!"
She carried herself arrogantly, looking like an unattainable fairy.
Darren was about to refuse.
He had no intention of submitting to anyone.
Being friends was fine, but submission was impossible!
[Ding, a Paternal System in action has been detected near the host. A mission has now been issued: Quickly move to Becky's side, use your body to shield her right side, then urgently shout: Senior, get down!] [Ding, upon completing the mission, you will receive the bloodline talent: Natural Healing. Accept?]
[Accept]
Darren inconspicuously moved to Becky's side. With sharp eyes, he spotted a red dot shining on her body.
Damn, a sniper rifle!
The mission was worth accepting, but Darren was still rather astonished.
Wasn't this young lady of the Greengrass family a little too unlucky?
Who had she offended?
He Likes Her
Although Darren knew very well that before Becky Greengrass had met him, she must have been especially annoying and offended many people.
But he had never expected life beside Miss Greengrass to be so eventful.
Because of this young lady, he had triggered two temporary missions in three days, and both rewards had been excellent.
Say, if Miss Greengrass never died, could he keep farming missions from her forever?
She was practically a walking reward!
Darren thought excitedly.
But his excited eyes immediately turned fearful.
"Becky, get down!"
With his cry, he threw himself onto Becky.
Bang!
Darren's back instantly became a bloody mess.
Becky frantically held him and quickly lay on the ground to prevent a second attack.
But as she lay down, she saw someone racing toward the train at incredible speed.
They were even climbing aboard while the train was moving.
"Shit!"
She cursed viciously.
They really thought she was a pushover.
Becky rose at an angle, drew her wand, and unleashed a rapid barrage of attacks outside.
That person actually used his body to block several spells.
Then he suddenly transformed into a Werewolf and lunged at Becky, jaws wide open.
Becky licked her lips, pulled a small spherical object from her pocket, dodged the Werewolf's maw, and tossed the object straight into its mouth.
Bang!
The instant it went in, the Werewolf's face exploded, turning into minced flesh in a moment.
"Did you think I couldn't use Muggle things?"
Becky snorted and looked down at Darren.
He was covered in blood and pale-faced, but he still seemed to be in decent spirits, grinning foolishly at her.
[Ding, congratulations, Host. You have obtained the talent: Natural Healing] Natural Healing: After suffering fatal damage, wound healing speed increases by 500%.
Darren happily accepted the reward.
He looked at Miss Greengrass as if she were a precious gemstone.
Damn, this senior was practically his lucky star!
"What, what are you looking at? You idiot, did I need you to save me? I just told you not to block spells with your body, and then you went and blocked a bullet for me. Are you playing word games with me?"
Becky shouted angrily as she anxiously picked him up and ran toward the front of the train.
Hah, as if she believed him!
Madam Pomfrey was traveling with the train.
This idiot would definitely be fine!
"Murder!"
"Slytherin murdered someone!"
"That girl named Becky Greengrass murdered someone!"
"That's terrifying! I knew Slytherins were no good!"
"..."
The sudden attack caused the train to slow sharply.
Cries of alarm rang out from the surrounding carriages.
Seeing Greengrass racing past while carrying a boy covered in blood only sent them into greater panic.
Slytherin's reputation was simply too bad.
What was more, Miss Greengrass herself was known to be ruthless.
And many people had seen Miss Greengrass throw a spherical object into the Werewolf's mouth and blow up a Werewolf.
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