Chapter 1064

He didn't know if Darren could hold on until that time.

Darren's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, even though Voldemort had cast healing spells on him, it didn't make him much better.

Harry's tears could hardly be suppressed.

He knew that just now, Voldemort had cast many spells on him.

Those spells were all blocked by Darren.

He was able to persist until here, only because there was this cup here. Darren must have thought that by sending him here, he could go back by himself.

That was why he collapsed with peace of mind.

Voldemort! Harry clenched his fists.

Suddenly he felt his magic power return.

This good news made him almost unable to control his expression.

Fortunately, Voldemort was bending over to check Darren's state at this time and didn't seem to notice him.

"Very good, he is about to die!"

Voldemort said coldly.

He cast a healing spell on Darren, but there was no reaction at all.

"Everything should end, Voldemort should have known long ago that there would be such an ending!"

Voldemort roared loudly. He left Darren's side.

Then he grabbed Harry.

"Then, you should stand back to your previous position, that is the position that belongs to you!"

He dragged Harry to the tree from before.

"My family... are all gone, but!"

He turned his head.

Rustling sounds rang out all around.

One hooded figure after another arrived around Voldemort.

Voldemort shouted loudly: "Look, Harry Potter, these are my true family, blood ties should not exist, it is wrong!"

Harry heard this without a clue.

But Voldemort didn't look at him at all at this time.

He looked at those hooded figures, and then laughed softly: "My Death Eaters, let me look at you... your intact and healthy bodies, you truly make me feel jealous!

Crucio!"

He shouted at a Death Eater.

That Death Eater screamed shrilly.

Other Death Eaters knelt down one after another.

They knelt there trembling.

"Master... Master, spare me..."

"Spare you? I originally wanted to keep you for a while longer, after all, there is still a lot of time, but now I want you to die right now, at least let someone witness your death while they are still alive, isn't that right?

Avada Kedavra!"

A body was thrown high up, and then landed by Darren's side.

He had already lost his breath.

Those Death Eaters only saw Darren at this time.

Lucius's body trembled.

He said tremblingly: "Master... Master, is that Darren Potter? Has he already... has he already been killed by you?"

"Oh no, I never hide anything, that child.

Although he was spoiled by Dumbledore, he is a strong person, a strong person whom Voldemort respects.

He was not killed by me, but to protect his good brother.

This Harry Potter, who was once, no, rumored by everyone to have defeated Voldemort, finally collapsed here."

Lucius looked at Harry coldly.

"Then, Master... let me, let me kill him!"

"No, no, no, Lucius, there is no need for that, I want to kill Harry Potter personally in front of everyone, I want everyone to know that Voldemort has returned!"

Voldemort looked at Harry coldly.

Then he sneered and said: "I know you have recovered your magic power, take out your wand, let's have a fair duel!"

A duel?

Harry looked up at Voldemort blankly. Could he duel with Voldemort? He hesitated.

But.

"Crucio!"

Severe pain attacked every nerve in Harry's body.

He could even hear his own screams, hear his own pain.

He suddenly remembered that Darren seemed to have endured this kind of pain in his first year.

Darren seemed to have never had a good life after coming to the wizarding world.

He was almost always hovering in danger.

Actually, the one who was supposed to endure this pain from the beginning was him, wasn't it?

He heard Voldemort say in a disdainful voice in a trance: "What Boy Who Lived, it was just your mother... that stupid woman, who used a clever spell on you, which caused the spell to rebound when I killed you!"

Is that so?

So this is the truth?

He is actually not the Boy Who Lived, nor is he a savior, because all of this was just a spell used by his mother.

Harry struggled to look at Darren in a daze.

He thought, fortunately Darren didn't wake up, if Darren heard this news, he would definitely be sad.

Because he protected the wrong person with his life.

He is not a savior, nor is he the person Darren should admire the most.

Harry thought sadly...

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