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But it's unclear why Peter Pettigrew said those last words.
Or perhaps Peter Pettigrew really regretted it?
Really... never mind.
There's no need to delve into it further.
Even if he agrees to bring Peter Pettigrew along, it's just his subconscious attempt to act like a saint.
Even if he actually manages to get it back, he'll find a way to kill that guy.
He'll betray you no matter which side you're on.
"Why keep this kind of person around just to stab me in the back?" Darren thought to himself, scoffing.
Then he heard footsteps behind him.
Bill's, Hermione and Ron's, even Lupin and Black's, they came too...
Darren, of course, couldn't let them know that he was really there to analyze why Peter Pettigrew would take the blow for him.
He, a saint, must be here alone in his sorrow.
His face turned pale, his eyes turned bloodshot, and his body began to tremble slightly.
"Why wasn't it me who died?"
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite………]
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"Don't be silly, he has repaid everything, you don't need to be sad."
Besides, Bellatrix killed him; you'll avenge him later, won't you?"
Hermione said softly.
Her face was pale, and she looked a bit haggard.
Darren pretended to only then notice them, and immediately turned his head away.
Pretending to be nonchalant, she said, "I didn't care... Has his funeral started? I have to attend eventually... I..."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite………]
No one believed him at all.
“You’re standing right here, right below Harry is burying Peter Pettigrew, you see?”
Before, at least you would show your pain, but now, you won't say anything at all...
Lupin said softly.
He pressed down on Darren's shoulder.
"After the funeral, would you like me to cast a stun spell on you?"
Darren shook his head.
"No need, I'm all grown up now..."
Darren laughed.
He pretended that nothing had happened.
He helped Hermione up.
They walked down the mountain.
Harry has already buried Peter Pettigrew's body inside.
He even made a tombstone with his wand.
Darren looked at the tombstone.
The top was empty; clearly, Harry hadn't decided what to write on it.
He looked at Lupin and Sirius.
They were silent for a moment, then Sirius solemnly walked to the tombstone.
He waved his wand.
Words appeared on the tombstone.
He is a reformed person!
"We should give a speech..."
Lupin laughed.
He was the first to step forward and say, "Thank you, thank you for saving Darren."
Harry instinctively looked at Darren.
Darren remained expressionless.
He seemed to have no feelings at all, but Harry knew that Darren must be very sad.
His eyes were completely black.
He had very dark circles under his eyes.
Clearly, he didn't get enough rest at school, and here, he too met his death.
Next up is Sirius.
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, I don't hate you anymore."
Luna and the others also came out and said a few words.
Finally, they looked at Darren.
Darren didn't know what to say.
He thought about it for a long time, but in the end he was afraid he would laugh.
So he shook his head.
"So be it!"
Lupin waved his wand.
The last bit of soil landed on the small mound.
Then he pointed his wand at Darren.
"Collapsed."
Darren had originally intended to hide, but he felt that hiding would be more mischievous in this situation.
So he did not dodge the spell.
The Father Value was not used to break the spell.
He succumbed to sleep and nestled into Hermione's arms.
When he woke up.
He realized he should be lying on the sofa.
He was covered with Hermione's clothes.
Hermione held his hand with one hand, as if she wanted to give him some strength.
They should be in the living room.
Bill and the others are talking.
"...Fortunately, Darren realized this early on, and he's been trying to get Ginny and the others to safety all this time..."
Now Mom and Dad are back in Grimmauld Place, and Darren has changed the Secretkeeper; he's given the position to Patchouli…”
"Patchkin would work too?"
Harry asked incredulously.
"Of course, we didn't expect that house-elves could also serve as secret agents."
Their magic is different from ours, but they are truly excellent keepers of secrets.
Bill said with a smile.