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He said seriously.
Darren looked at the potion beside him.
This thing wasn't given to him by Snape.
The taste was surprisingly horrifying.
When he was sent to St. Mungo's, he was forced to drink this stuff a few times before he couldn't keep up the act anymore.
That's why he pretended to struggle and waited for Harry here. In reality, he didn't want to drink this stuff at all.
He would rather anyone just give him a good knockout.
So he leaned against the wall and whispered, "Principal, I don't want to fall asleep... I'm scared if I fall asleep, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up..."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite……]
Dumbledore froze.
He remained silent for a while before finally walking to Darren's side and saying in a hoarse voice, "Then, I'll have to use another method: pass out!"
Darren collapsed into Mrs. Weasley's arms.
Dumbledore looked at Harry.
Harry hesitated for a moment, took a sip of the potion, and then looked at Dumbledore.
He hesitated for a moment before saying, then added, "If I were to say something, I'm also afraid I won't wake up. Would you believe me?"
Harry also felt that he would rather be knocked unconscious by the spell than drink this stuff, but Dumbledore and the others didn't believe him.
They even thought he was being clever.
Harry could only swallow the potion with a heavy heart.
He found St. Mungo's potion even more unpalatable than the potion brewed by Madam Pomfrey.
As Harry drank the potion to induce drowsiness, he saw Dumbledore tucking Darren in with a blanket, his eyes slightly red.
However, he then thought he must have misread it.
Because Dumbledore, who had straightened up, showed no unusual behavior.
He walked out solemnly.
Darren was released on the fourth day.
Because Mr. Diggory's funeral is about to take place.
He certainly couldn't stay in St. Mungo's without working on his Father Points.
This is impossible.
As a young saint, how could he possibly let such an opportunity pass by? So he went.
Darren had expected to encounter difficulties from Cedric and his mother when attending Mr. Diggory's funeral.
but.
They were all very kind.
And I am also very grateful to Darren.
They were grateful to Darren for bringing back Mr. Diggory's body.
"But I couldn't save him... If I hadn't been so reckless and hadn't been poisoned by the magic potion, I could have saved him."
But I could do nothing. I watched helplessly as he killed Mr. Diggory…
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite……]
Darren looked up at a 45-degree angle, his expression one of grief.
This made many people feel sorry for him.
"That's not how it works. If you hadn't participated in the Triwizard Tournament, you wouldn't have been able to be teleported there."
Cedric said guiltily.
He looked at Darren.
He saw Darren nearly die, his robes stained with blood.
If he hadn't helped Darren submit the slip of paper for the Triwizard Tournament, Darren might never have encountered this situation.
“That’s not how it is. I should thank you for doing this… If you hadn’t let me participate in the Triwizard Tournament, my brother might really have been killed by Voldemort… The only person who makes me feel sad and guilty is Mr. Diggory. I did nothing…”
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite……]
Darren has once again earned the Father Value.
However, he still believed that they should press their advantage and continue their attack.
So he took a bag of Galleons out of his pocket.
This is the prize money Fudge gave to the winner of the Triwizard Tournament; Harry gave it to him.
One thousand Galleons.
He passed it to Cedric.
"Take it! You don't have a job yet...you need to spend some money!"
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite……]
“No, no need, Darren, I have money, we still have some money, and I’ve also been accepted into the Ministry of Magic, where Dad worked before he died.”
He... still thinks you're wrong.
But I know you're the kindest person; you saved his life before, and this time... perhaps it's his life again!
Cedric pushed the King Galleon to Darren.
Darren looked stunned.
Nobody thought he was faking it.
He was just too grief-stricken.
In his second year, several students who had harmed him died, and he was on the verge of a breakdown, let alone Mr. Diggory.
This gentleman hadn't offended him too much! After the funeral.
Darren was then taken to the school infirmary by Harry.
He spent two more days in the school clinic before being declared fully recovered.
However, even after he left the school clinic, he was still looked at with concern by students from every college.
It was as if he was about to collapse from exhaustion.
Darren was starting to wonder if he had acted a little too drastically.
Fortunately, Hermione told him.
It was Dumbledore who warned everyone not to disturb them the day after he and Harry got into trouble.
Dumbledore believed that everyone already knew the full story, and there was no need to get any more information from Darren and the others.
He also said that everyone should give Harry and Darren some private space.
Private space...
Looking at the way those people were staring at him, Darren felt like he was a far cry from his private space and they were about to devour him!
During the break, Harry told Darren about the results of his interrogation of Barty Crouch Jr.
Darren looked stunned.
"He drugged me..."
"Yes, Barty Crouch Jr. said he didn't kill you because he didn't have time."
However, Dumbledore believed that he was hiding something, possibly something like a secret charm...