Chapter 1196

He couldn't stay here anymore.

Staying here would very likely cause Darren to get hurt, and would also very likely let the Order of the Phoenix's secrets be discovered by others.

He didn't even dare to look into the eyes of the people around him now.

He felt that everyone now knew he might become Voldemort's weapon to hurt Darren.

"Brother, how are you?"

On the subway, Darren looked at Harry's distracted appearance and asked with a worried expression.

Harry didn't dare to look at him. He muttered that he was fine. Then he lowered his head.

He was very worried, very worried that Darren would be killed by Voldemort.

Thinking that if Voldemort controlled him to appear in front of Darren, Darren might not be able to strike hard because it was him.

That way Voldemort could control him to bite Darren's throat. Harry didn't even dare to think any further.

His body kept trembling.

He didn't even know how he got back to Grimmauld Place.

Anyway, as soon as he returned to Grimmauld Place, he rushed into his room.

He used the excuse that he wanted to get some good rest; in fact, he was planning to leave.

He had packed everything up; he had to leave here overnight, he absolutely could not let Darren get hurt.

"Where to go?

Harry didn't dare to think, but perhaps he only had one place to go. His aunt's house, wasn't it?

But just as he was letting his imagination run wild, a voice interrupted his thoughts. It seemed Darren hadn't guessed wrong; he had told Dumbledore.

"You might have eavesdropped on what Moody and the others were saying. He thinks you should be letting your imagination run wild and preparing to leave."

Harry was startled. He looked over. It was Phineas.

Also a figure among the headmaster portraits in Dumbledore's office. He was showing a mocking expression.

After discovering it was him, Harry said in a "break the jar" manner: "Then what do you want me to do? I have to leave, I can't let Darren get hurt, he has already suffered a lot of harm because of me!"

"Very touching brotherhood, but I think if he knew, he definitely wouldn't agree to you leaving like this!"

"That's why I have to leave now. Darren is too pure and kind, he doesn't care about his own life, I can't not care about his life!"

Harry roared angrily.

"Why are you roaring at me? I was just sighing. However, Dumbledore asked me to bring you a message, are you listening or not?"

Harry froze.

He looked at Phineas and said: "Speak."