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It all looks like a farce.
How can human nature be so despicable?
Snape pursed his lips, took a vial of potion from his pocket, and fed it to Darren.
Darren choked several times before realizing that his hearing had returned to normal.
It's clear that the effects of the truth serum have worn off.
"Ah, what... what did I say? I... I didn't mean to..."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite…]
Darren looked around in horror, clearly finding it hard to believe that drinking the truth serum had turned him into this.
"Child, you are telling the truth. They are the ones who deserve what they got!"
"Kingsley said angrily."
He patted Darren on the shoulder with his palm, his eyes full of encouragement.
"Thank you, but... Minister..."
"Hmph, he needs to be investigated. Maybe next time I see him, he won't be the minister anymore. By the way, Dumbledore, is there anything I need to do?"
"No, no, no, Kingsley, just do your job!"
Dumbledore shook his head.
He glanced at Darren, then continued, "We should go back; Darren needs to rest."
"Yes Yes!"
Kingsley winked at Dumbledore and vanished silently from their sight.
"Oh, Darren, you're so silly... you should have told me sooner..."
After Kingsley left, Harry ran over and said sadly.
All of Darren's suffering seems to have originated from him.
"Brother, it has nothing to do with you, it's all my fault..."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite…]
"Don't apologize, Darren, you're always so kind... It's always someone else's fault!"
Harry comforted him, feeling frustrated.
He felt deeply that he shouldn't have said anything to Darren; how could his brother have done anything wrong?
It's all because others are bullying him!
"Alright, kids, cheer up. Bad guys always get punished, and isn't this the scene we're seeing now?"
Dumbledore said with a smile.
Then they prepared to leave with them.
However, they were still a step too late.
Because a bunch of reporters rushed in from outside.
"Potter, we saw many students casting Killing Curses and Imperius Curses on you inside the hologram. Would you want them to go to Azkaban?"
"Potter, those classmates are still children. Can you really bear to let them have no future?"
"Potter, we heard that those students helped you before and you went to school together for at least a year. How can you be so heartless as to let them become criminals?"
"Porter, is the content of the Memory Ball accurate and valid?"
Think about this carefully. Can you bear to see the reputations of those students who died damaged after their deaths because of these photo balls? How heartbroken their parents would be!
"Potter..."
"Potter..."
The reporters rushed excitedly to Darren, their quills almost poking him in the face.
One reporter even played the recording directly onto the screen, pointing it directly at Darren.
Darren could clearly see himself stumbling and running away.
And he wasn't being forced to retreat by the Death Eaters, but by the students, making him look extremely pitiful.
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Chapter 214 Unexpected Moral Blackmail!
As soon as Darren saw the reporters and heard what they said, he knew that these people were definitely brought by the parents of the students who wanted to get into Azkaban.
Of course, some of them were brought by the parents of those who died.
Perhaps they didn't want their family's reputation to be damaged.
After all, the evidence is now conclusive, and no one but Darren can change anything.
As long as Darren insists that the holographic ball is fake, that he didn't experience such horrific scenes, and that these scenes are fabricated.
Those students might be able to clear their names.
These parents all know that Darren is kind, which is why they deliberately let these reporters ambush them here.
If Darren disagrees with these people's claim that he is 'determined' to send those students to Azkaban, then he is faking it.
He's just not kind.
It's being petty and calculating!
After all, he was alright in the end.
Those who died and suffered misfortune were all students.
Is it really necessary to be so aggressive?
There will always be people who think that way.
[Ding, detecting a scene where the Holy Father System is in action around the host, a temporary task is issued: Stare at the image on the recording sphere, then gradually tremble, and after one minute, suddenly clutch your head and whisper: Don't kill me, don't kill me, please don't kill me, I still need to go back and tell my brother that someone wants to harm him...]
[Ding! Mission completed. Reward: Execution Card x1. Would you like to accept the mission?]
[Accept!]
And it can't be that simple.
We need to do something more.
Of course, the performance comes first.
Darren blinked, his gaze fixed on the scene of him being chased in mid-air.
The holographic projector was playing a scene of him painfully resisting the curses of those people, with each person on screen wearing a cruel smile.
They could still clearly hear their words: "Kill Potter, and when you get back, everyone will say it was the Death Eaters!"
“Yes, the Death Eaters certainly didn’t expect that Potter would die after they left.”
"They might even be happy!"
"Wouldn't it be a happy ending if Potter died?"
"Hurry, Potter won't dare fight back, kill him now!"
Darren, who was above, lay on the ground, covered in wounds, his eyes filled with terror.
He never raised his wand at the thugs.
"Darren, stop looking!"
Harry grabbed Darren's arm, seemingly trying to pull him away.
Darren stared silently at the image above.
His body had gradually begun to tremble.
The reporters next to him kept asking him questions.
Snape angrily blocked the reporters' path, practically yelling, "Enough! If you ask another question like that, I can force-feed each of you a bottle of Truth Potion and see what you're really thinking..."
"Severus, take Darren and get out of here... I'll handle this!"
Dumbledore interrupted Snape, noticing Darren's odd behavior and deciding that getting angry at the reporters wouldn't do any good.
"If I could take him away, what would I need to do here!"
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