Chapter 1277

Harry looked at Dumbledore.

"You're angry... are you angry that I came too late, or are you angry that I blocked that veil?

I already dismantled that wall, I was just worried about you falling in at the time, when Darren..."

Dumbledore tried to say something. But Harry suddenly became angry.

"You don't understand anything, you don't know anything!"

He suddenly picked up a silver ornament from Dumbledore's desk and threw it at the wall.

It scared a group of portraits.

"Harry, calm down, maybe I have to tell you, Darren..."

"I don't need you to notify me of his death, I don't need to know these things, since you didn't care about him, then never care about him again!"

Dumbledore looked at Harry with a frown. Then he suddenly realized something.

He wanted to explain something. But he suddenly stopped. He didn't explain some things. Instead, he sat down and said.

"Harry, we should talk."

Harry picked up a piece of silverware again and threw it on the ground.

"No talking!"

He turned around and tried to open the Headmaster's door. But the door was tight and didn't move at all.

"Let me out!"

Dumbledore didn't say a word.

Harry approached him and roared: "Let me out, I don't want to say another word to you!"

"I need to talk to you, if you don't talk, then the door will never open!"

Dumbledore said stubbornly.

But Harry couldn't smile. In fact.

Guilt and pain tortured him.

"I have to admit, Harry, the reason for all of this is me.

I have to reflect, I should have talked to you at the very beginning, and then we would have known that Voldemort had been trying to lure you to the Department of Mysteries."

Harry looked back at him. Dumbledore signaled him to sit. Harry didn't move.

Dumbledore didn't force him.

"Darren's state this year has been very wrong, I have always been reluctant to give him such heavy tasks.

But whether it was him or others in the Order of the Phoenix, they all thought that Darren should share some of the burden for me, they wanted Darren to take over my position in the future."

Harry knew about this, Darren was too excellent. And Darren was also so powerful.

If Darren hadn't exhausted his magic the night before the History of Magic exam, if Darren hadn't had a headache during the History of Magic exam.

If Darren hadn't been attacked by centaurs when he went to find him and Hermione.

If Darren hadn't drawn those ropes that attacked them into his own body, if Darren hadn't blocked the blinding curse that attacked Hermione.

If Darren hadn't been poisoned.

If... then he definitely wouldn't have fallen in.

And all of this was because of him.

It was all because he was so reckless to go find Sirius. It was all because he fell into Voldemort's trap.

It was all because he overestimated himself to save Sirius. Dumbledore ignored his thoughts.

He continued: "I gave him too many tasks, I made him have to argue with Snape.

That's right, those poisonings you saw, those scenes of fighting with Snape, were all taught to him by me, we made him follow this program.

He really had no talent for acting, everything was completed with the help of me and Severus.

The arguments you saw between him and Severus before were all intentionally shown to you by the two of them.

Used to perform a situation for Voldemort where Severus had already broken free from my control.

He succeeded, deceiving you and Voldemort. But he himself bore too much mental pressure.

When I was there, I could still let him have a relaxing sleep, but after I was driven out of the school, Severus told me that he hadn't slept for a long time.

This led to him making the wrong decision, when you insisted on going to save Sirius, he didn't insist on waiting for Severus to return, and went to find you."

"He was influenced by me, I urged him that he had to be faster, I made him go find Sirius immediately."

Harry squeezed this sentence out of his throat.

This made his tears almost block his throat. Dumbledore was silent for a while.

Then he continued: "In any case, I need to take a large part of the responsibility for Darren's matter.

I should have made this plan clear to him from the beginning.

But I was also conflicted, thinking that if he knew less, he could be more relaxed, because he was really already very tired."

"I don't want to know these things anymore..."

Harry said with trembling lips.

But Dumbledore insisted: "Sit down, Harry, I need you to know everything!

Five years ago, Darren appeared before me, Severus and I were full of vigilance toward him, this was something that couldn't be helped.

His birth already made me very vigilant, and then he disappeared, and then, he appeared when you were about to go to Hogwarts.

It was too coincidental, Harry, Darren's appearance was too coincidental, it wasn't just me who was worried, everyone in the Order of the Phoenix was worried.

They were worried that Darren's appearance would be detrimental to you..."

"No, he wasn't detrimental to me, his whole focus in life was me!"

Harry roared.

"Yes, yes, but at the time, we couldn't confirm that."

We used Veritaserum, Legilimency... Harry, I don't want to go into detail anymore, this is the part an old man hates most about himself.

In short, after year after year of testing, Darren became one of us, there was no one in the Order of the Phoenix who wasn't convinced by him, even Moody liked him very much.

So they suggested to me that I should absorb Darren now, he must become part of the Order of the Phoenix.

But in his first mission, Darren failed, because we were too nervous about him, which led to Voldemort knowing about that place instead.

Darren and Voldemort collided, his body was severely damaged, you thought Severus had already let him recover, but it was actually still quite serious.

But because of the Order of the Phoenix's mission, he didn't intend to go to the hospital wing, afraid that others would find an opportunity to learn the Order's plan from him.

And my control over the school this year was exceptionally poor, which made him even more panicked.

"I know! If you're going to talk about these boring topics..."

"Sit down, listen to me, Harry!"