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"What's wrong? What happened here?"
Filch squeezed in from the outside.
He was clearly summoned by Malfoy's voice. What heir?
What secret room? Filch wondered curiously. Then he froze.
He saw Mrs. Lorris lying on the ground, her eyes wide open, her body stiff, as if she had been dead for a long time.
He stumbled back several steps, then grabbed his face with both hands, howling, "My cat, my cat!"
Darren's face grew even paler.
He opened his mouth as if in great reluctance, then walked up to Mr. Filch, put his hand on Mr. Filch's shoulder, and said, "Sir, please calm down, Mrs. Lorice, it..."
"It's your brother! It's Harry Potter! You killed my cat."
I knew you'd been coming to clean for me every day lately; it couldn't be what you said, that you wanted me to take care of your brother.
You must be trying to help Harry Potter; you want to figure out if I am...
"It's you all, I'm going to kill you all!"
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Chapter 168 No one can harm students at school!
[Ding, detecting a scene where the Holy Father System is in action around the host, a temporary task is now issued:]
When Filch tried to punch Harry Potter, he stood in front of Harry, shielding him from the blows. He didn't resist Filch's attack, and just as Filch was about to pull out his knife, he said:
Mr. Filch, if this makes you any happier, please try a little harder!
[Ding! Quest completed. You have obtained the complex version of the method to transform a Squib into a wizard. Do you wish to accept the quest?]
[Receive]
Sure enough, this Squib-to-wizard theory evolved into an extremely complex version. Clearly, the system intended for him to publish it step by step in this sequence.
Of course, we still need to hurry up and complete the tasks.
Harry was terrified when he saw Filch pounce on him.
They probably had never seen such a horrifying reaction from a victim's family before. Darren quickly stepped in front of Harry.
Filch punched Darren hard.
Darren feigned pain, but still blocked Harry behind him without dodging.
"It's all your fault! You all killed my cat!"
"It's all your fault! Pretending to clean for me!"
"You're pretending to help your brother, but you're really just trying to kill my cat!"
"I've been giving you time every day to clean, and who knew you'd turn out to be so despicable!"
Filch shouted.
Harry froze, suddenly remembering the bruises on Darren's shoulder and the swelling on his arm.
Was it because he cleaned Filch's house? And what about Filch's offer to help him?
Why help him?
"What did Darren ask you to help with?"
Harry suddenly asked.
Darren quickly shook his head and said anxiously, "It wasn't me who asked Mr. Filch to help my brother. I made a mistake and that's why I went to clean for Mr. Filch."
I lied to Mr. Filch...that's why he thought I was helping my brother!
Darren shook his head vigorously, trying to stop Harry from asking any more questions. But Harry didn't believe a word he said. Darren said he was lying to Filch?
How could that be? Darren would lie? That's a joke!
“Filch, what did Darren tell you?”
Harry roared angrily.
"What did that brat tell me? He told me that if I saw you coming back from Quidditch training at night and you got mud on your hands, I shouldn't punish you."
He'd help you with the punishment tasks, but it was all a lie. He's a fraud; he just wanted to kill my cat!
"I'm going to kill you all, Darren Potter, and you too, Harry Potter!"
Filch's hand had already begun to stealthily reach towards his chest.
Darren noticed it was shaped like a dagger. He nervously closed his eyes and said bitterly, "Mr. Filch, if this makes you feel any better, you can punish me with even more severe harm. Please spare my brother!"
"I won't let him get away with this. I'll make you all pay the price..."
Bang!
Filch's dagger was knocked from his hand.
"Argus!"
Dumbledore entered from the entrance of the corridor. He was followed by the other professors.
"I remember saying that no one can hurt students in school!"
"Dumbledore said seriously."
Almost instantly, Dumbledore was in front of everyone. He took Mrs. Norris away and continued, "Come with me, Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Darren, you come here too!"
"Come to my office...my office is the closest to here!"
Lockhart hurried over.
"Thank you, Gilderoy!"
Lockhart led the way with an air of self-importance.
He walked behind Dumbledore, glancing at Darren as he asked, "My God, Darren, you would do something like this, killing a cat... I heard it all..."
"Darren did not kill Mrs. Lorris!"
Harry angrily pulled the silent Darren behind him. How could his kind brother possibly touch that cat?
"Then why did he help Filch clean? Ask anyone else who would do that..."
"Gidero, this matter is not yet settled. Don't make false accusations against the children!"
Dumbledore turned around and said seriously.
"Alright, alright, your principal is a cunning old dog; he thinks I'm right too..."
Gilderoy said smugly. Darren admired his courage. He even dared to tease Dumbledore.
They also insist that Snape's son is the murderer, and that he didn't die in the original story, which is obviously because Snape disliked Harry.
"Shut up!"
Snape rebuked Lockhart in a low, angry voice.
Lockhart wanted to say something more, but then he saw all the professors glaring at him angrily.
Clearly, if he said another word, all the professors would probably gang up on him.
"Fine... if you insist!"
Darren finally arrived at Lockhart's office in peace and quiet. He noticed that the walls were covered with photos of Lockhart, and these photos even moved.
All of Lockhart's winks at him at once, and Darren almost threw up.
However, for the sake of his persona, he still lowered his head in disgust, pretending to be scared and nervous, and stood in front of Dumbledore.
Before he lowered his head, he noticed Dumbledore's probing gaze. Could it be?
What did he do that made Deng suspicious? Nothing, right?
"Fine, at worst it's just truth serum and Legilimency. Is he really afraid of that?" Darren lowered his head.
Dumbledore placed Mrs. Norris on the long table and began to examine her carefully. Harry, Ron, and Hermione glanced at Darren every now and then, their eyes filled with pity. Clearly, Darren was truly innocent.
He genuinely wanted Filch to cause Harry less trouble and wanted Harry to have an easier time.
In an attempt to curry favor with Filch, he tried to handwash Filch's office, only to be falsely accused by Filch of deliberately approaching him and killing his cat.
Harry felt even more guilty.
He never noticed what Darren did for him, nor did he notice when Darren went to Filch's office to clean.
If he hadn't discovered the injury on Darren's shoulder today, and if Filch hadn't thought Darren was the murderer and said those things himself...
He had no idea how much Darren had done behind the scenes for him.
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Chapter 169 The Basilisk's Gaze!
As time passed, Harry looked away from Darren.
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