Chapter 267 The Scumbag Smile!!

In the end, they agreed that they still wouldn’t tell Darren.

Maybe it was just a misunderstanding.

Or…

Never mind.

After all, since the previous petrification of Justin, there have been no more attacks on people.

And now it seems that those Death Eaters are much more annoying than Hagrid’s pets.

“As long as it doesn’t appear again, it’s as if you don’t know… After all, those people will wake up right away.

Professor Sprout had said that the mandrake was about to ripen. ”

Hermione concluded.

Darren woke up in the school doctor’s office on the third day.

As he sat up, he sighed again at the magic of magic.

Every time I wake up, it’s like being born again.

I’m in great shape.

After he learned from the population of Madame Pomfrey that he had slept only two days.

With a look of excitement, he thanked Mrs. Pomfrey several times, “Okay, okay, go back!” ”

Madame Pomfrey finally showed her first smile in this period of time.

“Thank you Madame, you have been good to me, I know in my heart… I always fail your trust and always get into trouble…”

[Ding, Father +100]

“You child… As long as you’re well, don’t come over with injuries anymore.

I’m an elderly woman who can’t stand that much fright…”

Madame Pomfrey said helplessly.

Then she saw that Darren looked even more guilty.

This made her unable to utter a word again.

So she hugged Darren.

“Well, as long as you live, I’ll cure you, you know, my medical skills are good.”

Well, don’t say goodbye to me again, Harry, they just came over and asked if you’re awake, and you haven’t gone far yet! ”

Madame Pomfrey said softly.

Darren nodded hurriedly, and he jumped out of bed with an excited expression on his face.

Then he ran out happily.

Day by day, day by day.

Except for releasing his Squib-Cannon Wizard Complex version, Darren didn’t dare to do anything during this time.

If he went on any longer, he was afraid of making Snape mentally weak.

There were no more petrification attacks inside the castle.

Darren and Harry didn’t hear the Basilisk again.

It seemed that everything was quiet.

On Easter holidays.

New problems arose among their second-year students.

They need to choose a new course.

Darren looked at the course on the table.

Arithmetic divination, ancient magic texts, protection of magical creatures, alchemy…

He remembered that if he had chosen them all, he would be able to harvest a time-turner.

So he honestly ticked the back of every course.

“Oh my God, you two are crazy, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I see some classes are repetitive, how can you possibly take two courses at the same time?”

Harry and Ron revealed their scumbag.

Darren just wanted to laugh.

He remembered that he seemed to be like that before.

But then he crossed.

He has now become a school bully.

Of course.

The little Father cannot say that.

So he said obediently, “I want to learn a little more and then use it to help my brother later.” ”

[Ding, Father +100]

[Ding, Father +100]

[Ding, Father +100]

[Ding… ]

“Darren, how come you’re always so kind?”

Hermione said with a sigh.

Every time she saw Darren, she was worried that he had been bullied.

He was like a light in this school, a little angel.

Every time I saw him, I thought life was too good.

“I’m not actually very kind, and I sometimes get jealous!”

Darren looked at their surprised expressions, smiled softly and said, “I’m jealous that my brother can live with Mom and Dad for an extra year.”

Jealous that you can be together all the time, jealous of how you have such a good meal? Also jealous…”

[Ding, Father +100]

[Ding, Father +100]

[Ding, Father +100]

[Ding… ]

“Oh, Darren, this isn’t called jealousy… You’re just a little sad. ”

“You really have to take a good look at Malfoy’s first-grade expression, that’s called jealousy, you’re at best a bad admirer…

But if only Darren you really got Gryffindor, and we could have been together all the time. ”

Harry said helplessly.

His brother couldn’t even get jealous.

He also said he was not kind…

Why can’t even Slytherins help Darren become a little more discerning?

Where did he have to take Darren to make him less kind?

It can’t be Azkaban, right?

Forget it, Darren might be afraid.

No, maybe Darren might talk to them and persuade them to be kind?

Harry could imagine such a scene.

Fortunately, he wasn’t going to take Darren to Azkaban.

He sat there thinking wildly.

And Darren is also thinking, it seems that in the original book, it is also the time that Tom Riddle got Ginny to the Chamber of Secrets.

Then again, how could he show His Father’s light this time?

And there is also a question, the Basilisk seems to be already his, can Tom Riddle’s play continue?

The most important point, if Harry finally wants to kill the Basilisk, will he stop it?

It was impossible to kill the Basilisk he had just gotten his hands on, right?

It was the Basilisk he had just gotten his hands on, and he hadn’t had time to take a good look yet.

These times, they were separated in a hurry.

All he remembered was the Basilisk’s big brass eyes.

Forget it, if the long cool, the basilisk can live, the long is not cool or forget it, he can’t afford to raise that big guy!

No pets at home!

This morning.

The sun is shining and the air is fresh.

It was a good weather to hit Quidditch.

But Tom Riddle’s diary was stolen.

It’s a horrible thing.

After all, Tom Riddle’s existence, for now, seemed to be known only to Harry, but now that diary had been lost so easily.

Those people didn’t steal anything else important, just stared at a diary.

Apparently, the person who stole the thing was well aware of Tom Riddle’s presence.

“Only Gryffindor people can steal because only they know the password… Well, Darren knows that too, but you think he’ll do this kind of thing? ”

Harry said helplessly.

Hermione and Ron shook their heads at once.

They just subconsciously wanted to say that Darren knew.

But it wasn’t thought that Darren could have done such a thing.

The three of them were very uncomfortable.

It’s time for a Quidditch match.

“It’s really good weather, we can definitely win!”

Wood said enthusiastically.

He added a lot of dishes to each team member, expecting them to play a good result.

“Hi Darren, what else are you going to eat?” Would you like to add another small cake? ”

Wood leaned over to Slytherin’s table again and spoke excitedly to him.

And with a mocking glance, Marvre, the current captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

Apparently, he had come to mock them.

Because Flint, the captain of the previous Quidditch team, and several of his team members, had died in the last attack.

So during this time, although the Slytherin Quidditch team changed captains and changed players, it was impossible to win Gryffindor.

In fact, if Flint had been killed, Wood certainly wouldn’t have come over and taunted him at this point.

After all, there are many houses between them, and Wood will respect a dead man.

But it’s a shame that Flint and a few of his players aren’t good people at all.

Even if they don’t die, they will be caught in Azkaban.

Let them die crisply and neatly, it’s really cheap for them.

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