Chapter 1059

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding...】

Look at these rewards!

Darren felt so happy he could cry.

He would definitely perform well tonight for the sake of Saint Father Value! Harry heard the words of Voldemort and Darren.

He desperately wanted to stand up.

But his scar hurt terribly, and on top of that, his leg was broken.

He didn't have a shred of strength.

"Darren, Darren, find a way to leave on your own..."

He said with difficulty.

Darren acted as if he had just realized that Harry really couldn't get up.

He looked at Voldemort in terror.

"You, you let my brother go, whatever you want, I can do it... Do you want to torture us in front of many people? Or do you want to kill us, I can do anything..."

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding...】

"Shut up, Darren, hurry and find a way to leave!"

Harry shouted loudly.

But he still had no strength to stand up.

At this moment, Wormtail had already come over to drag him.

Harry was tied to a tree by Wormtail, his body bound tightly.

Only then did he seem to have some strength.

He saw Darren being placed on a chair.

He was limp all over, his face pale, his eyes red.

Only his mouth and eyes could move.

"Let my brother go... I beg you, Voldemort, I beg you, let my brother go... I can do anything... anything at all..."

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding...】

Harry was trembling all over.

He wanted Darren not to beg Voldemort, but Wormtail had already blocked his mouth with something.

"Oh? You can do anything?"

Voldemort seemed to have finally heard Darren's words.

He asked with interest.

Harry saw that Darren's face was extremely pale.

"Yes, yes, I agree, as long as you let my brother go, I can do anything..."

"Very well, then, kill the wizard next to you, and I will let your brother go!"

Voldemort revealed his scarlet eyes.

It gave Darren a start.

This was a normal reaction.

Because such a little Saint Father might be very terrified upon hearing about killing someone. Of course, he also followed Voldemort's words and looked to the side.

Mr. Diggory showed a look of pleading and fear.

His body seemed to have been tortured until it was covered in wounds... Good heavens, Voldemort's way of avenging his child was truly direct.

"I won't, I can't... Can you change the condition? You can kill me, you can even let me commit suicide..."

Darren showed a pained expression.

"Suicide? That won't be necessary..."

Voldemort laughed grimly.

"Since you refuse to kill this wizard, then..."

He looked at Wormtail.

Wormtail looked at Darren hesitantly.

Then, under Darren's terrified gaze, he raised his wand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A green light struck Mr. Diggory.

The gentleman who had been alive just a moment ago was now hanging on the tree, a corpse.

"Ah!"

Darren roared frantically.

He almost stood up.

But Wormtail gave him another Impediment Jinx.

This made him even more unable to move.

"Begin, don't dawdle. By the way, don't let Darren make any more noise; his throat is almost hoarse from shouting."

Voldemort snorted.

The tone sounded like concern, but except for Darren, no one felt that Voldemort was being concerned.

Wormtail stumbled to Darren's side; he hardly dared to look into Darren's eyes.

He whispered: "Silencio!"

Darren could no longer make a sound.

His eyes radiated pain and fury.

Voldemort only met his gaze for a moment before shifting his eyes away.

He looked at Harry.

"Then, begin as soon as possible, Wormtail!"

Wormtail nodded and walked toward the cauldron nearby.

Voldemort's voice came out again.

"Turn Darren to face me, face me, I want him to watch the entire process of my resurrection carefully!"

Darren really didn't want to watch, but he had to pretend he couldn't move or speak, so he could only let Wormtail turn him around.

Of course, his eyes were still filled with anger and killing intent.

"Then, begin!"

Voldemort was extremely satisfied.

Wormtail's body trembled.

He stood before Voldemort's chair and unwrapped the cloth covering Voldemort, and then Darren almost vomited.

Was this thing too disgusting? Wormtail actually handled this? Wormtail was clearly terrified as well.

But he still tried his best to put Voldemort into the cauldron.

Darren really wanted to know, with such boiling potion, would he really not be cooked if put inside?

It might indeed be hot.

Darren heard Voldemort emit a sound of unbearable pain.

No pain, no gain?

Watching Voldemort's state, Darren couldn't help but feel sympathy.

"Quick!"

Voldemort shouted in pain.