Chapter 1061

Darren really wanted to let Voldemort know that he actually had many types of bloodlines.

But he thought about it and felt this situation was quite good; there was no need to drive Voldemort crazy right now.

It was meaningless.

And for a little Saint Father like him, of course, the more chaotic the wizarding world was, the more he could demonstrate his Saint Father persona.

Of course, at this moment, his eyes still revealed bone-deep hatred.

"Bring me my wand!"

Voldemort laughed.

Wormtail tremblingly brought his wand over.

Voldemort waved his wand.

Darren felt as if his strength had completely returned to his body.

Magic power...

There was still no magic power.

However, as a little Saint Father.

This was enough.

Darren swung his fist at Voldemort. Voldemort waved his wand. A barrier blocked Darren. Darren smashed it with one punch.

Voldemort was startled.

He took a step back and released another barrier.

Darren still smashed it without a second thought.

"Very good, very good, Darren, I think a strong person like you should become one of my people!"

Voldemort laughed loudly.

"Dream on! You're dreaming, even if I die, I will absolutely never become your lackey 【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】"

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding...】

He shouted loudly.

Completely forgetting that just a moment ago, he was still radiating Saint Father light, telling Voldemort he would do anything.

He once again fiercely punched toward Voldemort's snake face.

Of course.

This punch missed.

And he was blown away by Voldemort's spell.

Even if he had magic power now, he couldn't defeat Voldemort immediately. After all, for the sake of Saint Father Value, what was the point of killing Voldemort with one punch? He wouldn't even get any Saint Father Value, which was of no benefit to him.

Performance, what he needed now was performance!

So he flew further away following Voldemort's force, and then landed heavily on the ground as if injured.

A pained expression appeared on his face.

And the system disguised some bright red blood at the corner of his mouth, as if his internal organs were injured.

This appearance startled Voldemort.

He even couldn't believe he had struck so hard.

Harry even had tears falling down.

He shook his head vigorously at Darren, but Darren acted as if he were crazy.

"You killed Mr. Diggory, and you want to kill my brother... So now, either you kill me, or I will definitely kill you~!"

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

【Ding...】

Darren finished roaring, and then he struggled to crawl up, seemingly wanting to attack Voldemort again.

Only this time he was already stumbling, and Voldemort sent him flying again with almost a single Impediment Jinx, landing heavily on the ground.

His blood sprayed out of his mouth in large gulps.

The sight of him looking like he was about to die but still wanting to risk his life against Voldemort made even Voldemort feel a chill.

Darren guessed that Voldemort must be thinking.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know if this body could have children, and this might be his only heir, he would really want to kill him and start over.

"Dumbledore taught you well, just like a dog by Harry Potter's side," Voldemort shouted angrily.

Then he pointed his wand at Harry Potter.

"I advise you to watch the whole process obediently, otherwise I will kill Harry Potter directly!"

Dream on!

The little Saint Father watching your meeting? How is that possible?

As a little Saint Father, one must stick to one's original intention before losing consciousness.

Hmm.

More batches of Saint Father Value must come! Darren grinned. His mouth was full of blood. It looked incredibly creepy.

Voldemort suddenly felt something was wrong.

He subconsciously prepared to retreat, only to see Darren suddenly pounce fiercely.

Darren dug his hands into his neck.

"Die with me!"

Voldemort was stunned.

He had never seen someone so reckless with their life.

However.