Chapter 133

【Ding, a scene where the Saint Father System can be utilized has been detected. Task issued: After being grabbed by the arm by Malfoy, squeeze out your own blood and touch it to the back of his hand.】

【Ding, upon successful completion of the task, you will obtain +1000 Saint Father points. Do you accept?】

Hmm, although it's not a good reward, but...

【Accept!】

Darren quickly put on a guilty expression.

"No, no, I wasn't injured. If you have nothing else, I'm going to return the Remembrall to Neville!"

After saying that, he quickly tried to bypass Malfoy and leave.

He played the part of being guilty perfectly.

Malfoy grabbed his arm, hitting exactly on his wound.

Darren hissed, quickly squeezed his arm that was about to scab over, and after blood flowed out, flicked a drop onto the back of Draco's hand.

Before Malfoy could notice, he immediately pretended to be annoyed and pulled his arm back.

"Malfoy, don't go too far!"

【Ding, +1000 Saint Father points.】

Darren chuckled.

Perfect!

He already knew roughly what the system wanted to do.

It should be trying to let Lucius know his identity.

This was truly interesting.

Malfoy frowned as he watched Darren's back.

He felt that Darren was lying to him.

What did he mean by he wasn't injured?

Just a moment ago, when he grabbed Darren's arm, he smelled a strong scent of blood.

Clearly, Darren was indeed injured.

It might even be very serious.

But why didn't this guy go to the infirmary?

Malfoy's eyes were full of confusion.

He returned to his dormitory suspiciously and took out the two-way mirror Lucius had given him.

"Father, I need your help!"

Lucius's face appeared on the mirror, and he said suspiciously, "Draco, if I remember correctly, you should be eating breakfast right now?"

"I've already eaten, Father. I just have something I can't figure out..."

Draco told Lucius everything that had just happened. A flash of contemplation crossed Lucius's eyes.

He suddenly said, "Get me a sample of his blood!"

"Blood? Father, what are you suspecting?"

Draco asked in confusion.

Lucius pondered and said, "If a person is injured but hides in their dormitory, it is very likely that their wound is problematic, or their blood is problematic. Give me a bit of his blood, and I will determine his condition."

So that was it.

Draco nodded.

But he felt a bit embarrassed to tell Lucius that he couldn't get Darren's blood.

Snape wouldn't let other students into Darren's room at all.

To get in, one had to have Darren's permission.

But how would Darren allow him in?

"Hmm? Draco, are you injured?"

Just as Malfoy was organizing his words, he heard Lucius ask this and quickly shook his head.

Then he saw Lucius pointing at the back of his hand.

Huh?

Whose blood was this?

Draco collected the drop of blood in a small box.

He signaled to Lucius that he was not injured.

Then it was very clear that this drop of blood was Darren's.

"That's enough. Have Edel bring it back, and I will give you the answer very soon!"

Lucius smiled gently.

One o'clock in the afternoon.

Lucius received Draco's package.

He picked up the two-way mirror and called Draco to watch together.

"There are some spells you also need to learn, such as the Blood Detection Curse. This is commonly used by many wizards to detect the origin of a wizard's bloodline." So Lucius taught Draco how to use the blood curse, then waved his wand, pointing it at that drop of Darren's blood.

"After use, the blood will point to the direction of its origin..."

He said nonchalantly, just wanting to see what was special about Darren's blood, when he saw that drop of blood split into several parts and scatter in several directions.

And one of them pointed exactly at him.

Because it was too close, that part of the blood landed on him and then merged perfectly.

A bit of Veela blood and his own pure bloodline.

"Shit!"

Lucius was stunned.

Draco was also stunned.

They stared blankly at the place where the drop of blood had disappeared, a deep shock flashing in their eyes.

"Father, are you sure this blood curse traces the roots?"

Draco said with a hint of sarcasm.

Clearly, he had already understood what this blood represented.

Darren Potter, his brother!

No... it could also be his older brother.

He hadn't learned which day Darren Potter was born.

Recalling Darren's face, Draco felt that having Veela blood wasn't impossible.

"Father, you're amazing!"

Draco suddenly shook his head in shock.

Lucius felt the world spinning.

Listening to Draco's tone, he felt like he was falling apart.

This Darren Potter had his bloodline?

No way?

He remembered absolutely nothing.

He shouldn't have touched Lily!

But...

Could it be that he did it when he was out of his mind?

Ah, what on earth happened back then!

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