Harry stared at Hermione and Ron, completely speechless.
This made both Ron and Hermione look rather weak and guilty.
Of course, Hermione quickly recovered her confidence.
She said righteously,
"I was terrified by what happened to Darren! He was taken away by them at that ti.
My mind was full of the scene where he risked everything for us and even confronted Headmaster Dumbledore over that little thing of yours!"
"Yes!" Ron chid in enthusiastically.
"At that mont, you probably really did beco a 'trifle.' Even Dumbledore forgot to inform you after that!"
The two of them instantly perked up.
Only Darren wore an embarrassed, guilty expression.
But Harry had no intention of blaming him.
Darren had literally had his mory erased—he must have been terrified. Forgetting sothing like that was completely understandable.
In Harry's mind, the responsibility lay entirely with Hermione and Ron, yet the two of them stubbornly refused to admit it.
It was truly a tragic story.
Still, there were things that made them happy as well.
Sirius wrote to them, telling them about his plan to co to Hogsade and vaguely hinting at so arrangents.
Harry suspected that Sirius intended to prepare a big gift for them to pick up in Hogsade.
Ron guessed it might be so kind of animal.
In any case, they were sure Sirius had already heard about Darren and Harry's performance in the second task.
This ti, he would definitely co prepared to celebrate.
So they quickly wrote back, telling Sirius about their upcoming visit to Hogsade.
As March arrived, the weather noticeably ward.
The wind was still strong, but for Darren, things were much better.
At the very least, he was now willing to go outside the castle to feel the breeze, instead of staying all day in the common room or the library.
On Friday, the owl returned.
It brought Sirius's reply.
He said he would arrive in Hogsade and asked them to bring plenty of food.
"Oh my God," Hermione said in shock.
"He's really coming to Hogsade? Isn't he afraid of getting caught?"
Ron, however, said that now that the Dentors and Aurors had been withdrawn, the situation wasn't as strict as before.
Sirius couldn't hide forever.
"With here," Darren said seriously,
"if any Aurors or Dentors appear, I'll definitely help Sirius get rid of them.
Even if it costs my life, I won't let anything happen to him!"
[Ding, Father value 100]
[Ding, Father value 100]
[Ding, Father value 100]
His words deeply moved Harry and the others.
To be honest, being Darren's friend was a blessing.
He never allowed his friends to be hard.
No matter the pain, he always bore it alone.
But as his friends, they were constantly frightened by his kindness.
They were always afraid that one day, sothing terrible would happen to him because of it.
Yet no matter how much they wanted to say sothing, they couldn't.
How could anyone look into Darren's turquoise eyes and speak words of accusation?
No one could.
Even the usually sharp-tongued Professor Snape restrained himself when facing Darren.
But evidently, this only encouraged Darren's increasingly gentle nature.
They sent Sirius another letter, urging him to be careful and telling him that, if possible, he shouldn't risk it at all—as long as they knew he was safe, that was enough.
Although none of them really expected him to listen.
That afternoon, they attended their last Potions class of the week.
When Darren followed Harry into the classroom and quietly sat down near the Slytherin section, it caused quite a stir.
These normally reserved Slytherins seed far less reserved in Darren's presence.
Of course, it wasn't just eye-rolling.
Each of them took out a magazine.
Malfoy grinned and tossed one toward Harry.
"Scarhead, look—you're in the magazine again!"
"Malfoy!"
Without even thinking, Darren knew it must be Rita Skeeter's work.
He shot Malfoy a glare.
Malfoy imdiately stepped aside, raising his hands innocently.
"It's got nothing to do with . I just saw it. Don't believe ? Read it yourself."
Darren hurried over to Harry just as Snape strode into the classroom.
Hermione quickly snatched the magazine from Harry's hands.
"That's enough. Do you want Snape to deduct more points?"
Darren sat down beside Hermione.
Under the desk, he secretly read along as Hermione turned the pages for him.
The Romantic History of Harry Potter
As everyone knows, Harry Potter is a boy unlike any other, for he once saved the wizarding world.
But he is also an ordinary boy, burdened with the troubles of adolescence.
For this reason, he beca deeply obsessed with Hermione Granger.
Hermione Granger is an ordinary girl with great ambition.
She moved constantly between Harry and his twin brother, the boy who always placed first in the Triwizard Tournant.
She made both brothers fall for her.
Darren Potter was visibly enchanted by her.
For her sake, he rejected an offer from a Veela-blooded Triwizard champion, Miss Fleur Delacour.
It is said that this French beauty once invited Darren to visit her ho.
Yet Darren declined the invitation, all for Hermione's sake.
Readers might imagine that this Miss Hermione Granger must possess breathtaking beauty to captivate both brothers so completely.
But that is not the case.
"She's terribly ugly—I've never seen such an ugly witch!"
This comnt ca from Miss Pansy Parkinson of Slytherin House, a young lady with alluring eyes and a well-shaped figure.
"She probably brewed a potion—the kind that makes people obsessed with her. She's clever enough to do it."
Such potions are strictly forbidden at Hogwarts.
Therefore, I sincerely hope that Headmaster Dumbledore will investigate whether the two Hogwarts champions of the Triwizard Tournant have been drugged.
There were more lines written by Rita Skeeter below, but Darren didn't read them.
At this mont, he actually wanted to laugh.
Still, for the sake of the Holy Father value, he put on an angry expression.
He glared fiercely at Pansy and tried to stand up.
Hermione imdiately grabbed his wrist.
"Don't go," she said cheerfully.
"I'm happy!"
Hermione was genuinely smiling.
"Rita Skeeter always plays these little tricks. I won't get angry over it."
Then she added teasingly,
"Besides, don't you already know whether I look good or not? That day—Darren—didn't you say I looked good?"
"Of course," Darren replied without hesitation.
"You're beautiful."
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