Chapter 1093

Lupin said with a smile. Harry froze in place. It really was Lupin.

Because many people only knew he had a map, but they didn't know that Darren also had a map, and it was given by Lupin.

"Perhaps, you used some method to find out from Remus's mouth, Veritaserum?"

He guessed boldly.

"Veritaserum can't find out so clearly, and neither can Legilimency. Alright, we are ready to leave... Speaking of which, Darren was really well-prepared, just as we thought, all planning for Harry to ride a broomstick!"

Moody praised.

Harry felt he was really like Barty Crouch Jr. last year; Barty Crouch Jr. also liked to praise Darren like this.

"Don't look at me like that, I know it's weird for you, after all, last year, you might have looked at my face for a year, while I was locked up for a year.

So, you must be vigilant, always vigilant, don't be like me, being schemed against just like that!"

Moody said angrily.

Then he looked at Tonks and said: "Then two people ride one broomstick, you and Darren on one, Harry and I on one. By the way, drink the Polyjuice Potion... Darren is really well-prepared!"

Moody glanced at Harry.

At this moment, Harry had disguised himself as a very inconspicuous wizard. He felt Darren really had the makings of an Auror.

The others pulled a few hairs from Harry's head, and then drank the Polyjuice Potion.

Then a total of nine Harrys appeared.

Harry felt they were more like himself than he was.

"Alright, stop talking, let's go!"

Moody shouted.

Tonks immediately supported Darren and walked out of the room, then hugged him and got on the broomstick.

"Let's go!"

"Hope everything goes smoothly!"

They flew toward the clouds.

"Fly higher, Tonks, don't flash your hair anymore, it's very dazzling... why is it that even though you used Polyjuice Potion, your hair still changes color?"

"She didn't drink it, she is a Metamorphmagus, she can turn into Harry herself."

"I think next time we should make her drink it, she seems unable to control her hair color at all... Tonks, what exactly are you nervous about?"

"I don't know either, I always feel nervous, so nervous!"

Tonks hugged Darren, her face burning hot as she spoke.

"Things like this are definitely nerve-wracking, you control your hair!"

Moody shouted sternly.

Tonks could only focus most of her attention on her hair. Harry felt extremely uncomfortable.

It was too cold.

He would rather have another fight with Moody right now than sit in front of him and let the wind drill into his neck.

Don't know how long passed.

"We're here, fly down, be more concealed!"

"Here, follow me!"

Moody shouted loudly again.

Harry felt them descending at high speed. Finally, his feet touched the ground.

"Hurry, feed the antidote to Darren, we need to go in as soon as possible!"

Moody took out a bottle of liquid and handed it to Tonks.

Tonks blushed and poured the potion into Darren's mouth. Within two seconds, Darren opened his eyes.

He seemed extremely vigilant.

But when he saw Grimmauld Place, he opened his mouth in astonishment.

"Go, don't delay, think of that address, hurry in!"

Moody gave Harry a note. He shouted loudly.

Only then did Harry discover a dilapidated door appearing before his eyes. Even Darren was only looking closely at this moment.

He had been pretending the whole time. He hadn't paid much attention.

Of course, he planned to take this opportunity to gain some more Fatherly Value. Because there were still more than ten minutes until twelve o'clock.

His Fatherly Value doubling coupon hadn't expired yet.

"Let's go, Darren!"

Tonks grabbed Darren's hand. She pulled him and walked quickly inside. Someone opened the door.

It was a wizard he didn't recognize. But none of them spoke.

Darren felt as if he had entered a decaying room. Yellowed and blackened portraits hung on the walls.

The patterns on the wall murals, as well as the lamp stands and such, were all made into snake shapes, and then there was the sound of footsteps.

It was Mrs. Weasley. She seemed extremely angry.

She grabbed Darren.

"You just ran off like that, have you ever thought about how worried we would be?

They sent a letter saying you were going to take Harry away, what were you thinking? How would you live outside?

You are still children, if you run out now, you will be wanted by the Ministry of Magic.

You will be caught, you will be thrown into Azkaban... Darren?"

Mrs. Weasley shouted loudly.

Only at the end did she worryingly touch Darren's forehead. Darren looked at her in a daze.

He seemed to have not quite come back to his senses even now.

"Darren, Darren, are you alright?"

Mrs. Weasley called out worriedly.

Darren seemed to have just come back to his senses, and he said softly: "Madam... I'm not afraid of being thrown into Azkaban, I'm just so worried about my brother!

Let us go... my brother will be troubled by the court, Fudge also hates him, he is very likely to have his wand snapped and be locked in Azkaban.

I'm so scared, I can't bear these things anymore, Madam, I'm really so scared..."

【Ding, Fatherly Value +200】

【Ding, Fatherly Value +200】

【Ding, Fatherly Value +200】

【Ding...】.

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