Chapter 1397

Dumbledore didn't want to drink it as soon as he arrived.

He had concluded after many experiments that this potion had to be drunk completely.

Harry thought he should be the one to drink it.

But Dumbledore made him swear that if Dumbledore couldn't drink it halfway through, he had to force-feed those potions to Dumbledore as quickly as possible.

Under Dumbledore's urging, he had no choice but to force-feed all those potions to Dumbledore.

After Dumbledore drank those potions, he would occasionally show a painful expression.

He also kept shouting some words, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Besides calling for Darren, he also called for others.

But Harry followed his oath to Dumbledore; he force-fed all those potions to Dumbledore, and when he had fed all the potions to Dumbledore, he heard Dumbledore asking for water.

However.

He kept casting spells on the cup, wanting to fill it with clear water.

But the clear water disappeared as soon as it appeared.

He knew.

Voldemort's intention was to make them fetch water from the lake.

He endured his fear and fetched water from the lake.

Then he heard Darren's voice.

For these few years.

Harry had hoped countless times that Darren would appear quickly.

But this time, he was afraid.

Because he saw countless Inferi rushing out from the lake.

They seemed to want to drag him down.

Harry kept attacking these Inferi, but these Inferi couldn't feel pain at all.

Even if their arms and legs were broken, they could continue to rush up.

So he shouted loudly, "Darren, don't come over!"

If he could, he really wanted Darren to disappear quickly.

He would rather die himself than let Darren disappear in front of him again.

"Petrificus Totalus! Sectumsempra!"

He kept shouting.

But many Inferi had already surrounded him.

Harry felt the shadow of death surrounding him.

He knew.

He would be dragged down by these Inferi.

Then drown, and then become one of them.

He didn't want Darren to see such a scene.

But he couldn't speak anymore.

But at this moment.

Hot and warm flames surrounded him.

Those Inferi were all ignited by the flames.

They seemed to want to return to the water, but the flames surrounded them.

Some disappeared completely, and some extinguished the fire because they fell into the water.

Harry suddenly realized.

Fiendfyre.

This is Fiendfyre!

It's Darren!

"Brother! Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Darren shouted loudly.

Harry finally came to his senses.

"I'm here!"

He shouted.

Then he felt a hand tightly grab his arm.

He could feel Darren's hand trembling.

In the flames, he couldn't see Darren's expression clearly.

But he knew that Darren's eyes must be red at this moment.

"Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Darren helped Dumbledore up.

Dumbledore looked extremely weak.

Of course, only looking weak.

Darren felt that Dumbledore at this moment was not weak.

But he pretended not to notice.

A worried expression appeared on his face, and he hurriedly helped Dumbledore onto the small boat.

"Brother, you and Headmaster Dumbledore go over first, I'll block these Inferi here. Don't worry, I'm fine, these Inferi have no way to deal with Fiendfyre!"

【Ding, Fatherly Value +100】

【Ding, Fatherly Value +100】

Harry had no strength to argue at this moment.

He was pushed onto the small boat by Darren.

The small boat rowed across the turbulent lake surface.

He could see Inferi constantly obstructing him.

But Darren's Fiendfyre constantly surrounded the small boat.

The bright flames made him feel much more comfortable.

The chill on his body gradually disappeared.

Finally.

The boat reached the shore.

Harry hurriedly helped Dumbledore up.

Dumbledore's face was extremely pale.

He seemed to have the strength to speak only at this moment.

"Horcrux..."

Dumbledore said in a low voice.

Harry guiltily said he forgot to take it.

Because in the flames, he really thought he was going to die.

Darren had pushed him into the boat directly again; he didn't have time to take the Horcrux, he could only pray that Darren had taken it.

Dumbledore frowned.

He looked like he wanted to go to the other side.

But at this moment, the small boat had already returned to pick up Darren.

Dumbledore stood on the shore without moving.

Harry knew.

If Darren hadn't gotten the Horcrux, Dumbledore would definitely return to get it again.

After all, so much had been sacrificed this time.

Just when Harry thought they would have to go through it again, he saw the small boat Darren was riding finally come over...

The color of the Fiendfyre was very dim.

Harry saw an Inferius almost grab Darren.