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Hermione said coldly. Darren stood still.
He watched as Hermione rushed in front of them and shoved Cho Chang aside.
He sighed softly.
He raised his hand and wiped away the tears on Qiu Zhang's face.
"I've already said, I'm not thinking about it now... I don't know when I'll die... and I don't want to do anything pointless to vent..."
He said in a low voice.
Then he pulled Hermione away. Half an hour later.
They sat down in the Gryffindor common room. Hermione's eyes were still filled with anger.
"How could she be that kind of person! I never realized she had such a bold idea!"
she said angrily.
Darren leaned back on the sofa and warmed himself by the fire.
I'm still savoring the feeling.
However, when Ron quietly asked him what kissing felt like, he immediately snapped out of his daze and said righteously, "Don't talk nonsense when you get out of here. It's bad for the girl's reputation. She was just acting on impulse. Don't let it become a shackle for her for life."
People like us struggle to survive; how could we possibly burden others?
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Father Value +100] Ron and the others fell silent.
Even Hermione, who was filled with rage, suddenly lost all her anger. She covered her face in frustration and burst into tears.
"I see absolutely no hope for either of you to survive!"
Hermione hugged Darren tightly, trembling uncontrollably.
until late at night.
Hermione only managed to compose herself when the three of them were alone in the lounge.
She looked at Darren and said with a wry smile, "I've upset you again. I've been like this lately..."
"You're just too tired. Try this life-and-death water. Just one spoonful will give you a good night's sleep. See you tomorrow!"
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Holy Father Value +100] Hermione looked at the Water of Life and Death in her hand. She shook her head bitterly.
"You've really gotten to this point, carrying around the Water of Life and Death? Darren, you really should go to the school infirmary."
"I don't want you to die from insomnia instead of from the mysterious man," Hermione whispered.
Darren nodded.
He said firmly, "Believe me, I won't die up here. I'll take care of myself!"
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
"I believe in you! No matter what, I pray that you live! I'd give anything for that!"
561
Chapter 561 Mr. Weasley is in trouble!
Harry is dreaming.
He dreamt that Darren married Cho Chang.
Then Cho Chang told him to leave and forbade him from constantly contacting Darren. She also scolded him for causing Darren a lot of trouble.
Hermione asked him to deliver something to Cho Chang to improve their relationship.
Harry gave Cho Chang a whole set of cards from the Chocolate Frog series, but Cho Chang threw them away.
Hermione said he hadn't put much thought into choosing the gift. She told him to give his fire bolt to Cho Chang.
Harry was reluctant to give away his Firebolt, especially since it wasn't even in his possession.
Umbridge took the fire bolts. Anyway, the whole dream was utterly absurd.
Harry also dreamt that Cho Chang and Darren were constantly kissing, and the entire DA classroom became their backdrop.
Finally, he dreamt that many girls were nagging Qiu Zhang, telling her she should change... in any case.
Harry's dream was like an absurd drama. And then...
His dream changed.
His body was supple, powerful, and resilient... He moved across the ground... He crawled...
He turned his head and could see some fantastical images...
He saw a person sitting in front of him, the person's head bowed, as if asleep...
He smelled the man's scent... He was alive... He longed to bite that man...
But no, he had more important things to do...
But then the man awoke… he drew his wand… he had no choice but to straighten up…
His sharp teeth bit into the man's body... The man collapsed to the ground... Blood splattered everywhere... His scars ached terribly.
He screamed loudly in pain.
"Harry, Harry, hurry, hurry and find the professor!"
It was Ron's voice.
Harry suddenly realized what was happening.
He opened his eyes and found himself looking at his head and crying out in pain.
"That's great...you're finally awake..."
Ron said uneasily.
Harry looked at Ron's face and said in horror, "Ron, your dad, your dad was attacked, bitten by a snake... I did it!"
Darren was woken up by Snape.
He opened his eyes and saw Snape's serious expression as he said, "Now, go to Dumbledore's office. If Umbridge stops you, don't get into a fight with her, just leave!"
He shook his head.
Just as he was wondering why Snape had called him so late at night, he remembered the incident of Mr. Weasley being injured in the original story.
Judging by the time, it should be time.
Of course, he shouldn't have known these things. His face turned deathly pale.
He suddenly grabbed Snape's sleeve and said in alarm, "Professor, who's in trouble?"
"Arthur Weasley, Potter dreamt that something happened to him, and Dumbledore has already sent him to St. Mungo's... He wants you to go too!"
Darren's eyes reddened.
He took a deep breath and then immediately stood up.
"Professor, you be careful too. Regardless of whether my brother saved Mr. Weasley or not, Voldemort will definitely be furious... You must be careful!"
[Ding, Father Value +100] Snape wanted to say something disdainful to him.
But seeing his pale face, he finally nodded gently.
"I know what I'm doing, you go quickly!"
Snape quickly left Darren's dormitory. Darren rushed into the bathroom.
Ok.
Even at this moment, I must look my best.
Anyway, he knew the ending; Mr. Weasley would be fine.
When he walked out of the dormitory, he was a handsome young man again. Darren anxiously wandered around Hogwarts.
He took a nap while tidying up, so it got a little late.
He was thinking about how to explain to everyone why the Little Father had arrived so late.
Then he saw Umbridge. Here comes the scapegoat!
He looked around Umbridge; the figures in the portraits were nowhere to be seen. Clearly, Umbridge had likely banished the portraits.
With perfect timing, location, and support, Umbridge was just the right fit – not too long, not too short.
Umbridge was peeking around in the corridor leading to Dumbledore's office.