Chapter 106

Darren was lost in thought there, having no idea how scary he looked at this moment.

Because the Devil's Snare liked him, it wrapped all its branches around Darren. In almost the blink of an eye, the place where Darren was became a cocoon.

"It ate Darren!"

Ron shouted in horror. Harry almost went up to fight for his life, but was stopped by Hermione. She said anxiously, "Don't be stupid, you two. Devil's Snare doesn't eat people; it's just a plant. I've read its introduction in a book!"

"Oh, I'm so glad that at a time like this, you remembered its introduction!"

Ron said sarcastically.

He looked at Darren, who was tightly wrapped in the Devil's Snare, and tears almost fell.

"Even if Darren isn't eaten, he will die of suffocation!"

Harry struggled to save Darren.

He couldn't allow his younger brother to die in a place like this.

"Enough, I remembered, Devil's Snare likes dark and damp..."

"Then burn it with fire!"

"But there are no matches here!"

"Are you a wizard or not? What do you need matches for?"

Hermione suddenly realized and quickly waved her wand.

A blue flame shot from the tip of her wand. The temperature gradually rose.

The branches of the Devil's Snare quickly retreated; they struggled to get away from this high-temperature environment.

A moment later, only Darren remained in place.

"Darren!"

Harry rushed up.

Darren then slowly opened his eyes.

His pale cheeks had no color at all, but he still revealed a warm smile.

"I'm fine, Brother. Thank you, Hermione. And of course, Ron, if you hadn't reminded Hermione, I might have died..."

His smile was teasing, but everyone knew he didn't have the slightest intention of mocking.

"Darren... how are you now?"

Hermione quickly stepped forward to support Darren.

The expression on her face was as if Darren were about to die.

"I'm fine, really fine. I just couldn't catch my breath for a moment, but I'm better now!"

Darren jumped vigorously to show his health.

"Darren, you jump really high!"

Ron said with envy.

Darren quickly shook his head and said, "Although I jump high, I was still saved by you, Ron. You forgot, you reminded Hermione!"

[Ding, Saintly Father Value +100]

After being moved, Ron felt a bit embarrassed.

"No, I just reminded Hermione; she might have thought of it in a while."

"But I might have died by then. Thank you, Ron!"

[Ding, Saintly Father Value +100]

Ron was clearly quite moved.

No one had ever praised him like this, and so solemnly. Darren was the first.

Sure enough, Darren was like an angel, just as Hermione said. So he pushed Hermione away, leaned close to Darren, and said excitedly, "Darren, come to our house to play during the summer vacation! And bring Harry. My mother will definitely like you very much. I can already imagine the scene.

She will call you little cutie, little Darren, and will even make clothes for you..."

Uh.

Darren could also imagine this scene.

He imagined the scene of Mrs. Weasley calling him little Darren and suddenly felt a bit nauseous.

He remembered that in the original work, Dudley seemed to be called like that by Aunt Petunia.

"Hmm, I don't think that's a good suggestion. The scene of Darren being called little Darren makes me get goosebumps just thinking about it!"

Harry also leaned over, squeezing between Hermione and Ron, quickly refuting Ron's statement.

Darren turned his head to look at Hermione and found that this lady's eyes were already emitting a dangerous light.

In order not to cause a fight in this underground place, Darren quickly said, "Alright, Brother and I should go to your house during the summer vacation, but it depends on Brother's arrangements. You know, I listen to Brother.

But now, have you forgotten where we are?"

[Ding, Saintly Father Value +100]

Harry nodded happily.

Clearly, Darren saying he listened to his arrangements gave Harry a lot of face.

However, he also realized that now it was more important to find the Sorcerer's Stone, because Snape had clearly already entered, and it was even possible they would need to face Snape directly...

Harry took a deep breath. Hermione gradually dissipated her anger.

"Listen, what is that sound ahead?"

Hermione said suddenly.

She tilted her head to listen to the sound there.

But there was no need for her to describe it, because Darren and the others also heard these sounds—it was a rustling and clinking sound.

"Is it a ghost?"

Harry guessed.

"I don't know, but it sounds like the flapping of wings."

Darren answered in a low voice.

So they quickened their pace. They reached the end of the corridor.

This was a brightly lit room with a high vaulted ceiling.

And countless small birds that were as dazzling as gems were flying around here.

"What beautiful little birds."

Ron exclaimed.

"Don't be stupid, these are keys!"

Hermione stared at one carefully and answered casually.

Then she heard Darren, who was walking behind everyone, sigh and say, "What beautiful birds, just like a grand event, revealing the top feast in the morning light."

Ron just wanted to say: See, Darren also thinks these are birds. Then he heard Hermione say in a sweet, sticky voice, "Darren, you really have such literary talent. If possible, I would really like to have dinner and breakfast with you in such an environment."

"Hermione, have you forgotten? We have already had dinner, and breakfast still needs to wait a few hours."

"Then breakfast!"

"But for breakfast, we must be at..."

Ron received a glare from Hermione.

So he swallowed the last words he wanted to say: Breakfast must be eaten at the tables of each house.

Harry and the others had already noticed that Slytherin did not allow Darren to leave during meals, especially to dine with him at the Gryffindor table.

Worried that Darren would be bullied, he would always wait until Darren was full before going out with him.

So, Ron really wanted to say, you guys have no way to have breakfast and dinner together at all!

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