Chapter 1032

As a result, Snape came over and fed him a bottle of potion.

Since that bottle of potion, he had slept until now.

Now hearing Harry say there were other potions.

Is this Snape crazy?

If he hadn't felt refreshed after waking up, he would have almost thought Snape had suddenly realized his previous behavior was all a disguise!

However.

As a little Saint Father.

He of course thanked Snape verbally here.

This made Harry show an unconvinced expression.

But looking at Darren's appearance, he still didn't correct him.

Forget it, who told his stupid younger brother to just think everyone is a good person!

"If that's the case, then it should indeed be an inside job..."

Darren looked at his own fingers.

Dumbledore also looked over.

And saw a shallow cut on the center of Darren's palm.

Darren stared at this cut, unable to speak for a long time.

He was a bit sad, a bit confused, and even carried a bit of guilt.

"So, Darren..."

Dumbledore looked at him curiously.

Darren stammered: "I usually use my palm to represent people I think are friends, and then... a cut was made on the palm, representing that it was a friend who attacked me."

Dumbledore's mouth twitched.

"So..."

"So, now I only know that it was a friend who attacked me, as for who it is..."

Darren raised his palm.

He looked at his palm blankly.

"I... I'm sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore, I didn't help you, it's all because I'm too stupid, I always..."

【Ding, Saint Father value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father value +100】

【...】

Darren's eyes were a bit red.

Clearly, he thought he had done something too excessive.

He hadn't helped anyone at all.

"I'm always so reckless!"

Darren's eyes were red, he almost subconsciously wanted to pull out his wand and hit himself.

Fortunately, Dumbledore stopped him.

"Oh, Darren, don't be silly, how could you think that? You drank the Draught of Living Death at the time, how could your brain be so clear?

And even if you wanted to tell yourself who it specifically was, you didn't have time to write down his name, these are already enough!"

Dumbledore said worriedly.

But Darren was still a bit angry.

He stared at his palm, seemingly wanting to chop off his own hand.

Just as Hermione was about to open her mouth to persuade him, he suddenly stared suspiciously at something beside the wound.

"This is... pumpkin juice..."

He said softly.

Then he looked at Headmaster Dumbledore in surprise and said: "That person fed me pumpkin juice, it should have been around ten o'clock at night, so either it was taken from the kitchen or bought from outside, can the Headmaster check from this place?"

【Ding, Saint Father value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father value +100】

【Ding...】