Chapter 105

Darren landed on a pile of soft plants.

These plants began to twist slowly as Darren landed.

He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to trick Harry and the others into coming down, wait for the Devil's Snare to entangle them, and then display his Saintly Father radiance, or to state his judgment now.

However, he made his decision immediately.

So he quickly called out, "Brother, it seems there's nothing wrong. It's soft underneath."

He moved his hands and feet slightly, looking as if he were checking to see if there was any problem.

Finding no problem, he made room for Harry and the others. Thump, thump, thump.

Three sounds of landing came.

Clearly, Harry and the others had jumped down.

"Darren... you were too reckless. There are three of us, all older than you. How could it be the turn of the youngest child to take risks!"

Hermione said, a bit angry.

Darren was stunned for a moment. He shook his head embarrassedly and said, "What do you mean youngest child? Brother and I are about the same age; Brother is only twenty minutes older than me.

And actually, I overheard your conversation. Voldemort is the one who wants to steal the Sorcerer's Stone.

He killed our father and mother. From that perspective, I won't let him succeed either.

So coming to defend the Sorcerer's Stone is actually Brother's and my mission. We can't let you and Ron fall into danger because of our mission."

Darren said earnestly.

A strand of hair on his red head was slightly sticking up. It was clearly a somewhat funny scene, yet it made people feel he was incredibly handsome at this moment.

Harry looked at Darren and nodded vigorously.

"Me too!"

In fact, he had thought the same at the beginning; this was his family business.

Just because Voldemort killed their parents, they wouldn't let him succeed. It was just that Hermione and Ron were willing to help them.

But precisely because Ron and Hermione were willing to help them, he didn't want to let them take risks.

"But Darren, even so, it should be me testing it, not you. You are the younger brother; you should be protected by me!"

Harry said angrily.

However, looking at Darren's beautiful face, which was so similar to their mother's, and those gentle eyes that could make people feel ashamed of themselves, he couldn't truly be angry.

"Brother, do you know you once defeated Voldemort? You defeated him when you were one year old. You are the Savior.

Now he is making a comeback, and I feel you can defeat him again. So before you defeat him, I will stand in front of you. You protect the world, and I protect you!"

[Ding, Saintly Father Value +100] [Ding, Saintly Father Value +100] [Ding, Saintly Father Value +100] [Ding, Saintly Father Value +100] Oh, this!

He actually truly moved Dumbledore? Suddenly felt a little honored!

Darren chuckled, but immediately suppressed his smile.

Because he discovered that the Devil's Snare had already quietly climbed onto all of them.

It was even on the verge of tightening its grip. He wondered if a task could be refreshed.

[Ding, detected a scene where the Saintly Father System can be utilized. Now issuing a temporary task:

Use Obscurus to save Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and after saving them, pretend to be exhausted and fall onto the Devil's Snare.

Let the Devil's Snare entangle you, and say:

Brother, Hermione, Ron, you go quickly. I'm fine, nothing is wrong. Don't forget, you still have to save the wizarding world...]

[Ding, task success will earn the favor of the Devil's Snare. Does the host accept the task?]

[Accept!]

Darren immediately used Obscurus. The moment Obscurus was activated.

He quickly tore off the Devil's Snare on his body, then rushed in front of Harry, tore off the Devil's Snare on Harry's body with force, and threw him outside.

Then he rushed in front of Hermione and Ron and did the same. After throwing all three of them out, he sat on the ground, pretending to be exhausted.

"Brother, you are not allowed to come up!"

Seeing Harry about to rush back, Darren shouted anxiously. His task!

Perhaps because Harry rushed in, his task would fail.

And even if he saved Harry again, he would have to activate Obscurus again. That's one thousand Saintly Father Value!

Harry was startled by Darren.

He looked up and saw Darren's emerald-green eyes filled with mist.

"Brother, Ron, and Hermione, you go first. I'm fine, absolutely fine.

I remembered, this is Devil's Snare. I will find a way to break free. You leave quickly. Think about it, you still have to save the wizarding world!"

[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the favor of the Devil's Snare]

Favor of the Devil's Snare: This is a plant that likes dark and damp places.

Those who obtain the favor of this plant are all people with super strong Dark Magic talent, so Dark Magic talent +20.

Darren was stunned; he felt the system was working against him. Now his Dark Magic talent was 92.

It's not bragging, but he could think of a torturous Dark Magic at any time in his head now.

If he stood in front of a talent detector now, he would probably be caught and treated as the third Dark Lord!

Thank goodness the wizarding world wasn't that smart.

But clearly, he must be careful when using magic in the future; he might suddenly think of a Dark Magic he had never seen before and use it.

At that time, he might be sent to Azkaban by Dumbledore.

Speaking of which, if he had the bloodline of Dumbledore or Grindelwald, would Dumbledore let him go?

Or hide his Dark Magic talent for him?

But that should be impossible, especially if he had Grindelwald's bloodline; Old Dumbledore would probably be so angry he'd fight Grindelwald, right?

Darren felt like laughing out loud just thinking about it. Cough.

He was still pretending to be a Saintly Father! Must not break character!

Darren quickly withdrew his thoughts.

He was afraid Dumbledore would sense it with his intuition. But speaking of sensing.

He sensed that this Devil's Snare seemed to like him too much; every branch was stroking his body.

He thought of countless uses for Devil's Snare in an instant. Darren suddenly felt that this Devil's Snare couldn't be kept.

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