Chapter 1270: The poison is about to take effect!!

Harry was stunned.

They looked at the Death Eaters in front of them in panic. Lured?

This word made them think of the trap Darren had just mentioned.

"Sirius..."

Harry was tightened by the ropes, but he still called out worriedly. Malfoy laughed.

"He's still safe at home!

There's no way, we really can't catch him, but... Potter, you clearly didn't understand the meaning of the dream, a dream is just a dream!"

Malfoy's words left Harry frozen in place. He was almost unable to speak.

Darren waved his wand, clearly not intending to say much to these people. He prepared to leave.

But when he prepared to rush out with these people.

He discovered that ropes bearing the Dark Mark were rising from the soles of Luna and the others' feet.

These ropes bound them up.

And made them suddenly feel as if they were carrying a heavy burden.

And Darren also discovered that Harry, who had been bound first, was already showing signs of poisoning.

Malfoy laughed loudly.

"So, Darren Potter, you can leave now, your friends will die in half an hour.

Of course, if you want to save them, then get these ropes stained with your blood, let them enter your body.

They will only have ten minutes to restrain you.

I think you can quietly let us have that crystal ball, and we will leave. Today, not a single person here will lose their life."

Malfoy laughed.

Darren hesitated. He looked at Harry and the others. His face was deathly pale.

But he still acted quickly.

He cut his palm and placed his hand on the ropes. Sure enough, as soon as they touched his blood.

Those ropes contracted and followed his wound into his body.

This process was clearly excruciatingly painful.

But Darren only trembled with pain, and he continued toward the next person.

He whispered in Hermione's ear: "Run as soon as it's undone, you know? Don't worry about me, I won't die!"

Hermione's eyes were red.

But she couldn't say a word. However, she tried her best to believe in Darren. Because Darren said he would come back. What he said was always true.

After Darren had collected the ropes from everyone, he leaned against the wall nearby, his face deathly pale.

"Hahaha, very good, very good, Harry Potter, hand over your crystal ball to us!"

Malfoy laughed loudly.

"Now!"

Darren suddenly shouted.

This was his signal to Harry and the others to run directly with the crystal ball.

Although they might not be able to run out, at least they had to struggle. Sure enough, Harry and the others rushed toward the door.

Darren stood in front of Malfoy and the others.

He said firmly: "If you want to get out, you'll have to go over my dead body!"

"Then kill him!"

Bellatrix raised her wand.

Malfoy grabbed Bellatrix's wand.

He said anxiously: "The Dark Lord said not to kill him!"

"He's blocking our plan!"

Bellatrix said with a sneer.

"Let me talk to him, I'll talk to him, I'll persuade him!"

Malfoy walked in front of Darren. Darren was just about to see how Malfoy would persuade him.

When he saw Malfoy say silently: "Stun me, run!"

Darren was almost moved.

But only almost.

Because this was clearly the effect of Malfoy's double-sided investment. ===== CHAPTER 1272 =====