Chapter 1222

Darren looked at her.

"What about you? Do you want us to tell the truth?"

"Yes... no, I mean, it's fine if you say it, if you don't..."

"Thank you, Hermione, for considering so much for us. Of course we will say it, even if it makes me painfully recall all the details of that night right now."

"I won't back down again, I need more people to know that he is back, we should be vigilant, instead of being like the Ministry of Magic..."

【Ding, Saint Father points +100】

【Ding, Saint Father points +100】

【Ding, Saint Father points +100】

【Ding...】

That whole day, Harry and Darren were recounting what happened that day.

Although there had been projections and memory orbs, the Ministry of Magic had destroyed those memory orbs and forbade anyone from making more.

So if they wanted others to know the specific details of that night, it could only be Harry and Darren recounting it once.

During this process of recounting that night, Hermione, Harry, and even Luna all felt heartbroken.

Because they could only watch again and again as Darren would fall silent while speaking.

And Harry would fill in the rest. Those processes were cruel. They felt it was cruel just listening to it.

But Harry and Darren both persisted.

They persisted in describing all the scenes.

Darren told them that no matter what, he just wanted more people to know about these experiences.

Or perhaps to give a reminder to those who had seen the projection. To tell them that all of this was something that really happened.

Although Rita Skeeter coldly told them before leaving that The Quibbler had very little traffic and not many people might read the article published next week, this couldn't hide their excitement.

"Really want to see Umbridge's expression after you accept the interview!"

At dinner on Monday, Neville said quietly in front of Darren and Harry.

Ron was also full of schadenfreude.

"Umbridge will definitely be furious, maybe she will be kicked out of school!"

This was the only thing he looked forward to; after all, if Umbridge left, Harry might be able to come back to play Quidditch.

Of course, there was only one reason for him to have this thought. That was that their Quidditch training was truly terrible.

Fred and George secretly told Harry and Darren. Ron played horribly.

But they were already too embarrassed to mock Ron. He looked in such a bad state.

If Angelina hadn't disagreed with Ron quitting, Ron might have felt that it would be better to just quit.

This thought reached its peak on Saturday, the day of the Quidditch match.

A full fifteen goals. Ron didn't block a single one.

Gryffindor lost as a matter of course.

When Ron returned to the common room, he showed a look of despair. Harry was also in despair.

He remembered the arrogant expression Umbridge showed when Ron was playing.

He knew that Umbridge was doing it on purpose; she was deliberately trying to make him angry in order to take care of Ron's emotions.

Harry entered the dormitory a little later.

When he entered the dormitory, he heard Ron's fake snoring.

He lay silently on his bed, pondering what his life would be like if he were expelled by Umbridge.

When he finally heard Ron's snoring disappear, he remembered that he should clear his mind.

He had to learn Occlumency. But he found it very difficult.

Because his mind was full of hatred for Umbridge and Snape; the more he wanted to forget, the more clearly he remembered.

When he finally fell asleep. He dreamed again.

He saw that door again.

His hand seemed to be placed on that door. He could push it open with one push.

He was about to push it.

But a loud snore from Ron woke him up. Harry looked silently at his hand raised in the air...