Hogwarts: I Obtained the Paternal System

He happily accepted the Paternal Points.

He had thought everyone was watching Harry Potter.

He had not expected so many people to be focused on him as well.

These Paternal Points must have come from Hogwarts's professors.

It seemed they were all worried that he would be jealous of Harry.

That was why they had been moved by his magnanimity when he made those gestures.

Darren smiled happily.

In that case, it looked like it would be even easier to rake in Paternal Points.

Entering Slytherin

Darren noticed that Harry seemed to have been communicating with the Sorting Hat for quite a while.

The teachers around them all looked anxious. Only Dumbledore wore a smile, as though he understood what was happening.

"Gryffindor!"

After a long silence, the Sorting Hat finally shouted.

"We have a Potter!"

"Wonderful!"

"Harry Potter belongs to Gryffindor!"

"Harry Potter!"

"..."

At the Great Hall, the Gryffindor table erupted.

Professor McGonagall seemed to want to maintain order, but even she could not stop herself from smiling.

At last, Gryffindor quieted down.

Only then did she continue, "Darren Potter!"

"Potter?"

"Who's that?"

"Harry Potter's younger brother?"

"Why haven't we heard of him?"

"..."

Darren had not expected to become the center of everyone's attention as well.

His cheeks were squeezed red, making him look utterly adorable.

Professor McGonagall reassuringly patted his shoulder and whispered, "Go on, child. Don't be afraid!"

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall!"

Darren thanked her earnestly.

Professor McGonagall's smile widened.

"Go on, you polite little boy."

Darren obediently walked over to the Sorting Hat, carefully held it up, and placed it on his head.

"Ah, what a kind child. No one has ever treated a hat so politely before."

Darren heard the Sorting Hat chuckle softly.

He shyly grinned.

[ Ding. Legilimency detected. Would you like to disguise your memories? ]

[Disguise them. Send over the things I was thinking about.]

Darren was not surprised that the hat could use Legilimency.

He just did not know whether Dumbledore had interfered.

The boy received his Acceptance Letter and happily smiled.

The boy stopped someone from bullying a Muggle.

The boy told everyone that all lives were equal.

The boy stood in front of the girl who had just clashed with him.

The boy helped the red-haired girl to her feet and kindly coaxed her with candy.

The boy enthusiastically helped the black-haired boy into the station, then happily went out to wait for his brother.

The boy saw his brother enter Gryffindor and thought, I can't embarrass my brother.

"I don't like watching these."

The Sorting Hat spoke with some regret.

It did not much like watching things that made it sad.

They made a hat like it feel uncomfortable.

Even though it had no heart.

It was merely a thinking hat.

"Child, let me think... You could go to Ravenclaw. I can see that you yearn for knowledge.

"You could also go to Hufflepuff. The children there would surely like you very much.

"Hmm, you want to be closer to your brother?

"Then you could go to Slytherin. The children there are ambitious, and there are bad children too, but perhaps you could also make very good friends.

"Oh, oh, oh, it really is very close. Most of Slytherin's classes are with Gryffindor!

"Why can't you go to Gryffindor? Do you lack courage?

"No, no, child, don't worry so casually. The reason the hat won't send you to Gryffindor is because you have too much courage.

"The hat has seen your memories. You always shield others from danger. If you entered Gryffindor, the hat worries that one day you might die while blocking a spell for someone else.

"The hat thinks you should become a little more cunning and worldly. Or perhaps, on you, that would not be a bad term at all!"

Darren felt the Sorting Hat spin in a circle atop his head as if it were in an exceptionally good mood, then continue:

"Cute little fellow, the hat likes you very much. I hope that in the future, you can often come to Dumbledore's office to play with the hat.

"Yes, yes, yes, I live there. As for your final House, don't worry. I have already made my decision—Slytherin!"

The Sorting Hat shouted loudly.

Darren stood up with a "stunned" expression.

It was not just him. Everyone in the Great Hall was dumbfounded.

Harry Potter's brother had actually entered that gathering place for Dark Wizards.

"I knew it, I knew it! How could someone who was with that woman possibly be a good person?"

Ron's voice rang out as well.

Darren's face suddenly turned pale.

He hurriedly looked toward Harry, as though seeking his comfort.

Harry looked back at him blankly.

To be honest, he still had not processed it.

The boy who had helped him on the train was actually his twin brother, Darren Potter.

But when he thought of what Ron had said on the train, Harry still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

That Voldemort had killed their parents. How could Darren enter the House that man had come from?

Especially when he heard Ron say:

"How could someone who was with that woman possibly be a good person?"