Chapter 1364

She kissed him on the cheek and said with a choked voice: "Stay safe, alright? Let's all live well!"

"I will try my best to live on. You take care too!"

Darren hugged Mrs. Weasley.

Then he stepped into the fireplace.

This was Professor McGonagall's office.

Just like the first day Darren entered Hogwarts, she was still there grading homework. Seeing Darren enter, a smile appeared on her face.

"How was your holiday?"

"Not bad at all!"

Professor McGonagall nodded and then handed him a piece of chocolate.

"Go on, child. I think your friends must miss you too! By the way, here is a letter from Dumbledore for you."

Darren opened the letter.

Sure enough, the next lesson was scheduled for eight o'clock the following evening.

The next morning.

The new semester finally began.

And the sixth-year students received some good news.

They could learn Apparition.

When they were signing the consent forms, Romilda Vane covered Ron's eyes.

"My dear Won-Won, guess who I am?"

Ron seemed to have his hormones rise immediately.

The two of them were stuck together again...

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Harry and Darren arrived at Dumbledore's office on time.

Dumbledore smiled when he saw them.

"I heard you scolded the Minister on Christmas?"

Darren showed a guilty expression.

"Did I cause you trouble? I'm sorry, I should have..."

【Ding, Saintly Value +100】

【Ding, Saintly Value +100】

Dumbledore hurriedly interrupted him.

"Oh, Darren, you're overthinking it. I'm not in any trouble. Rufus can't do anything to me yet, and he doesn't like me either."

"Last year, before Fudge was about to step down, he wanted to meet with you, but your accident left me with no mood to talk to him about so much."

"Later, when Rufus took office, he also wanted you two to help him, but I refused again."

"I didn't expect that by Christmas, he would actually come to your door to block you."

"He said you brainwashed us!"

Harry blurted out.

"He's so rude!"

"Darren said, we are Dumbledore's people through and through!"

Dumbledore looked at Darren deeply.

His throat felt a bit choked.

He wanted to laugh but couldn't quite manage it.

Until Fawkes let out a crisp low cry, he then said softly: "Darren, thank you. Thank you for still believing in me like this after so many things have happened."

Darren laughed a bit embarrassedly.

He pretended to ask in confusion: "After so many things... but none of this was caused by you!"

【Ding, Saintly Value +100】

【Ding, Saintly Value +100】

Dumbledore shook his head.

He changed the subject.

"So, what we are here for today..."

Harry interrupted him.

"Headmaster, you know about Snape and Malfoy..."

"I know, and it's Professor Snape!"

Harry nodded impatiently.

"You know about their affairs, so what is your opinion?"

"I know what you mean, but I trust Professor Snape!"

"But..."

"Don't say any more, listen to me!"

Dumbledore was getting a bit impatient.

"Thank heavens for granting me extraordinary intelligence. I understand every word you say, but I trust him. Now, let's start the lesson..."

Dumbledore began to recount Voldemort's time at school.

During this time, Harry kept glaring at Dumbledore.

He was still upset that Dumbledore didn't take his words about Snape being problematic to heart.

So, when Dumbledore was summarizing.

"Under that handsome exterior, no one would think he was a bad child..."

"That's why you suspected and targeted Darren when he first entered school, right?"

Harry said sarcastically.

Dumbledore nodded without refuting.

"They were too similar. Handsome appearance, excellent grades, sorted into Slytherin, becoming more and more liked..."

"Of course, Darren is different. He possesses..."

Harry interrupted him disdainfully.

"He has love. I know what you mean. You always tell us that love is the greatest thing, but I don't know what use it has!"

"On the contrary, he is always getting hurt in various ways because of this so-called love. I'd rather he didn't have it!"

Harry said angrily. Darren wanted to explain.

But Dumbledore stopped him.

He said softly: "Harry, Voldemort has no love. He has never given love to others, nor has he been loved."

"But Darren is different. He loved us first, and we gave him equal love. That is the difference between him and Voldemort."

"I don't understand..."

"You will understand eventually!"

Dumbledore said.

Then he stood up.

He took out a small bottle and poured the memory inside into the Pensieve.

"This is something I had a hard time finding, just before Morfin died... Let's go down and take a look!"

Dumbledore took Harry and Darren into the Pensieve.

It took Darren a second or two to confirm that this place, so filthy one couldn't even step into it, was the Gaunt house.

The Gaunt house was clearly even dirtier and more chaotic than when he had seen it before.

One could barely step on the floor.

"Who are you!"

Morfin suddenly leaped up.

Darren knew this wasn't directed at him, but at another uninvited guest—none other than Tom Riddle.

It was obvious.

The current Tom Riddle looked about the same age as Darren and Harry.