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The girl you found was completely useless, wasn't she? You actually planned for him to die all along, didn't you?"
"Darren might not be..."
Blake tried to stand up and said.
But Snape had already raised his wand and aimed it at him.
"Perfect, he's dead, so you can all die now!"
Snape roared.
Black was pale, but he still tried to snatch the wand from him. Remus rushed forward as well.
They tried to take Snape's wand away to calm him down. But Snape was filled with despair.
When he felt the Dark Mark on his arm gradually fade, he knew Voldemort was seriously injured.
He was even close to death. That's why he acted this way.
That'll make Voldemort die quickly. That little brat is definitely dead already.
When he saw those pieces of flesh, it felt like a bolt from the blue. The little brat had blown himself up.
Completely disappeared.
These were all tasks assigned to him by Dumbledore.
Why didn't Dumbledore know Voldemort was there? Why didn't Dumbledore follow the little brat?
Why did Dumbledore send him to his death?
"You promised me, you promised me..."
"Professor, I'm still alive!"
Darren grabbed Snape's hand, which was about to kill him.
He was deathly pale, but returned unharmed. Voldemort had somehow obtained the potion.
I gave him a bottle to drink too.
The fake wounds on his body then healed. Of course.
The recovery was not complete.
He simply retrieved the previous pieces of flesh to prevent him from dying from excessive blood loss. Voldemort seemed afraid that he would be misunderstood upon returning, so he altered his memories.
This led him to believe that he was taking Voldemort, who was about to Apparate away, with him.
Finally, just as Voldemort was about to drink the potion, he snatched it from Voldemort and drank it himself. He was about to fight Voldemort again when Voldemort escaped once more.
Darren was extremely conflicted as he sat there. He truly felt that Voldemort had completely opened his heart to him.
When he later encountered Voldemort, shouldn't he have avoided fighting so desperately? Otherwise, wouldn't he be in Voldemort's clutches next time?
Darren returned with mixed feelings.
When they returned, they found Snape looking like he was about to take everyone down with him.
So he grabbed Snape.
Snape stared at him blankly.
He asked in a trembling voice, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt... I'll have to trouble you to make another potion, Professor, otherwise I might really die."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding...] Darren rolled up his sleeves.
Only then did everyone notice the mangled flesh on his arm, which looked like it had been pieced together.
"...I don't know where Voldemort got the potion. I stole it and drank it, and this is what happened to me. I feel terrible...cough cough..."
Darren coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with shattered internal organs. Snape's eyes turned red.
He didn't even dare touch Darren, fearing he would shatter if he did. He hurried off to brew a potion. Meanwhile, Snape was away.
Even Dumbledore didn't dare to touch him at this moment.
Darren looked at their cautious manner and almost laughed.
He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, I promise you, I will definitely come back."
Voldemort didn't fare any better; he was in the same boat, and for the time being, he certainly wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.
The only regret is that I couldn't save Dean Perkins; Voldemort killed him right in front of me.
I'm fine, don't worry about me. I've avenged him.
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite……]
Dumbledore wanted to yell at him.
Is it worth risking your life against Voldemort just for Dean Perkins?
But he looked at Darren.
He knew Darren would say it was a good deal. Yes.
For Darren, this is the best option.
"By the way, Headmaster Dumbledore, don't tell my brother and the others."
When I came back just now, I walked around them. They were still in the room discussing how to eavesdrop on us!
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite……]
"Darren said happily. Dumbledore almost burst into tears."
He nodded vigorously.
He looked at the others and said, "Don't let any of the children know about this." The others nodded in agreement.
But none of them left.
They wanted to know that Darren would be safe before leaving... and finally...
Snape's potion was ready. He held the potion, afraid to touch Darren.
With trembling hands, he floated the potion in front of Darren.
"Drink it and let them all grow back... It will hurt a lot and take several days to grow. I suggest you sleep for a few days."
"No, my brothers will be suspicious. I'll just find a big robe to wrap myself in and say I have a cold."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite……]
Darren reached out his cracked hand and touched the potion bottle. A look of pain flashed across his face.
The hearts of the wizards present nearly pounded.
If they could, they really wanted to help Darren drink it, but given Darren's current condition, they didn't dare to walk too far in front of him.
He was afraid a gust of wind would blow him away. Darren almost laughed.
He made the system disguise itself too much.
Except for his face, the rest of his body was covered in this mess.
It looked horrifying. He had drunk the potion.
rare.
Snape's potions contained not a single drop of the Water of Life or Death. They were all pure potions.
He wanted to complain to Snape.
But seeing Snape's red eyes, he ultimately held back. He picked up the potion and drank it all in one gulp.
Then he felt...
Well, actually, he didn't feel anything for her.
However, he noticed that the wound that the system had fabricated had begun to twitch slightly.