Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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He rushed to Mr. Diggory's body, hoisted him onto his back, and then walked out from the center of the Death Eaters.

Death Eaters wanted to kill him.

But Voldemort stopped him.

"Have him come over here, but don't do anything. I'll come myself in a bit and finish him off right away!"

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Chapter 500 I'm going to find him!!

Darren doesn't actually need Voldemort's help anymore.

He pulled out his magic wand.

With a single wave of his wand, all the Death Eaters were forced back.

A smug gleam flashed in Voldemort's eyes.

However, he was still hanging in the air at this time, so no one noticed him.

Darren waved his wand again.

The Quidditch trophy appeared in his hand.

"Brother, get down!"

Darren shouted loudly.

Harry nodded.

He suddenly withdrew his wand.

Then he fell from mid-air.

Voldemort swung his wand again, and a beam of green light shot towards Harry.

Darren blocked Harry's path with a rat on the tombstone, then grabbed Harry and they held the Quidditch trophy.

This moment.

"Split into pieces!"

"There are many obstacles!"

"Except your weapons!"

Countless spells were cast at Harry.

Although the Death Eaters couldn't defeat Darren, they still dared to attack Harry and his friends.

Harry thought he was going to die.

then.

He saw Darren release the key and shield him with his body.

Then he heard Darren's comforting voice: "Don't be afraid... Take Mr. Diggory back, and give his body to his wife and children!"

Harry instinctively grabbed Mr. Diggory's clothes.

Then, after a dizzying spin, he returned to Hogwarts.

Only his and Mr. Diggory's silent corpses remained on the spot.

There is not a trace of Darren's existence.

He stood silently in place, as if waiting for someone to appear.

He was clutching the trophy and the corpse tightly.

"Harry, put it down, put it down!"

It was Dumbledore's voice.

He grabbed Harry's shoulder, his voice full of authority.

Harry threw the trophy on the ground, looked at Dumbledore, and said in a very, very small voice, "Darren didn't come back... He didn't come back, he was left there..."

"I know, I know everything. Voldemort threw all of this into the arena, and many people saw it. The Aurors have already gone to find him!"

"Dumbledore said in a hoarse voice."

Harry stood still.

He didn't actually know why he wasn't moving.

He could put Mr. Diggory's body down and take a nap. When he wakes up, he might just see Darren.

But he just wouldn't move, stubbornly standing still, staring blankly at Dumbledore.

It was as if he didn't understand what he meant.

"Put him down! Poor boy, Harry, you should go to sleep! It's Professor McGonagall's voice."

But Harry didn't let go.

He remembered Darren telling him to hand the body over to Cedric… yes, it should be Cedric.

Only then did a glimmer of light appear in Harry's eyes.

He struggled to say, “I want to see Cedric. Darren told me to give him Mr. Diggory.”

"Yes, yes, don't worry about that, Cedric will be here soon."

And Diggory's wife..."

Dumbledore pried Harry's hands off. Mr. Diggory's body was taken away.

Harry felt empty inside.

"Dumbledore, Harry needs to be taken to the infirmary or St. Mungo's!"

Professor McGonagall is going to Rahari.

Dumbledore shook his head.

He held Harry's arm.

"I still need to ask Harry some questions..."

"No, he's injured and needs to go to the school clinic!"

Fudge shouted angrily.

"Dumbledore, Cedric, and his mother are here. Do you have anything to say to them?"

"I already told them..."

Harry felt his mind was a jumbled mess.

Or perhaps it was as if he couldn't understand what those people were saying at that moment.

He only has one idea now.

He handed Mr. Diggory over.

"I'm going to find Darren!"

He said it out of the blue.

Professor McGonagall covered her mouth and burst into tears.

“I really need to go find him, Headmaster Dumbledore. Could you please send me back?”

He looked at Dumbledore with sincerity, but his eyes were filled with rage.

When Dumbledore looked at him, he really wanted to tear the headmaster's face to shreds.

Why isn't he in a hurry?

Why did he seem to care so much about Darren before? Is Dumbledore just pretending to be nice to Darren again? Harry's mind was in turmoil.

He had only one thought.

No one went to Darren; he was going.

Even if they have to die, they should die together.

"Found him! We've found him!"

A scream and cheers rang out.

Then someone ran in Harry's direction.

The footsteps were very loud.

"Dumbledore, we've found Darren!"

A voice rang in Harry's ears.

Harry seemed to suddenly come to his senses.

He stared at the wizard before him and asked with apparent calmness, "How is he? Is he still alive?"

"This is bad, very bad... In fact, we are shocked that he was able to find a way out and get out of there by himself..."