Chapter 1038

"You were so tired accompanying me for training during this time, why didn't you say so?"

Ah, this.

He was indeed quite tired during this time.

After all, staying up late to watch anime, he really didn't sleep all night.

This was also something that couldn't be helped.

Who let him have the conditions? Darren gave a dry laugh.

Of course, on the surface, he still showed a guilty expression.

"Well, these are all small things, I'll pay attention to resting in the future, but what about you? Why did your scar hurt? Did you dream of something again?"

Harry of course saw his guilt.

But he also knew that Darren was indeed worried about him.

"Earlier, I had a dream, I don't know if it was a dream, in short, I heard Voldemort scolding Peter Pettigrew, scolding him for poor supervision."

In the end, they could only deal with that trouble, and then Wormtail was constantly being Cruciatus-cursed, I was finally woken up by the pain of the scar.

They sent me to the hospital wing, when they sent me, they found you were also unconscious.

They called you a few times, thought you had an accident too, so they sent you over together.

Harry wanted to laugh a little. Darren covered his head.

Alright!

It seems he really didn't sleep well during this time, actually sleeping until now.

But it was also because those people didn't call him properly.

If they had called a few more times, he wouldn't have slept so comfortably, sleeping until now. However.

At this time, Harry's matter was the most important.

Darren remembered that in the original book, Harry seemed to have told Dumbledore about this.

Now Harry had him to share with, so he hadn't told Dumbledore yet.

So he looked at Harry and said: "Brother, let's go, this matter must be told to Headmaster Dumbledore."

I think this shouldn't be a dream, this might be something that really happened. Darren and Harry put on their shoes.

Amidst Madam Pomfrey's voice telling them to run slower, they rushed to Dumbledore's Headmaster office.

He looked at those two ugly statues.

"Ice-cold lemon juice, Fizzing Whizbees, Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, Chocolate Frogs."

The stone statues separated to both sides.

Harry ran in behind Darren.

But when they stood outside the office, they hesitated.

Because Fudge was inside.

Fudge said in an anxious voice: "Bertha Jorkins' disappearance doesn't represent anything, I don't think Bertha and Crouch's disappearance can be linked together."

What's more, old Bertha was already very old, her getting lost, although surprising to everyone, wasn't without preparation.

As for Crouch, he was crazy, maybe he ran away himself.

Fudge wiped the sweat on his forehead and said.

"Minister, why would you think that? Krum and Darren were clearly both memory-modified, we can't underestimate this matter.

Given Crouch's situation at the time, how could he have tricked Darren Potter into drinking problematic pumpkin juice, and then modified his memory?"

Moody said seriously.

"Krum? That Durmstrang student? Could he have a problem? I think it's possible he tricked Darren into drinking a cup of problematic pumpkin juice... Of course, there's also Maxime, that big block, maybe she has a problem too!"

"Stop, don't say anymore!"

Moody interrupted Fudge's words.

"Darren and Potter are here!"

The office door opened.

"Come in!"

Moody said, trying to smile.

He looked behind Harry and Darren.

Found that there was indeed no one else, only then did he close the door.

"Darren, you guys came over because?"

Dumbledore looked at Darren with some confusion in his eyes.

Before Darren could answer, he said with a smile: "I heard you were sent to the hospital wing because you slept in class this afternoon?"

He said jokingly.

Darren showed an embarrassed expression.

Actually, he was indeed very embarrassed.

This was too much.

"Hahaha, I'm not laughing at you, but wanting to tell you, child, you really need to rest well.

Even for the Triwizard Tournament, you can't not sleep!"

Dumbledore became serious.

Darren could only nod.

"Alright, Dumbledore, since you have things to do, I'll leave first."

Fudge said hurriedly.

He didn't want to stay here just now.

But Dumbledore kept telling him that he must take Crouch's disappearance seriously.

This made him extremely irritable.

"Then I'll see you off, Darren, you and Harry wait in the office for a while, I'll be back soon."

Dumbledore said.

He picked up his wand and followed Fudge out.

Moody nodded to Darren, and then followed Dumbledore out.

Darren could only stand in the office with Harry.

His gaze fell on Fawkes.

Fawkes was very happy.

It rubbed against Darren.

Darren looked at the feathers on its body, feeling a bit envious.

By the way, phoenix tail feathers are said to be quite valuable.

Ollivander even buys phoenix tail feathers!

Especially the tail feathers on Fawkes, those are at a high price.

After all, the wand cores in Harry's and Voldemort's wands were both from Fawkes.

It is said to be very valuable.

Darren was thinking about stealing two, when he suddenly heard Harry give a cry of surprise.

Then he turned his head to look.

Harry, who was standing beside him just now, suddenly fell into a basin.

He walked to Harry's position just now with a terrified expression, and then saw the Pensieve.

Clearly, Harry had gone into this thing.

Of course he had seen this thing.

When Dumbledore asked him for memories, he used this thing.

In the end, it almost scared Dumbledore to death.

He looked at the crystal-clear silver-white threads inside...

Pretending to see it for the first time, he cautiously and anxiously leaned close to the basin, and then.

He fell into it as if he had fallen headfirst, Darren entered Dumbledore's memory. ===== CHAPTER 1040 =====

His whole body seemed to have fallen headfirst into it; Darren had entered Dumbledore's memory.