Chapter 1408

Darren was extremely curious.

He took out his wand and kept experimenting.

He felt that his situation should be fine.

After all, in his current situation, it was normal to verify whether Dumbledore was dead; it would just be troublesome if Dumbledore was verified to be alive.

Unfortunately.

He verified for a long time.

Still couldn't find any evidence that Dumbledore wasn't dead.

Finally, he could only ask the system for help.

After paying 50,000 Fatherly Value, he finally learned that the scar on Dumbledore's knee had been modified by Dumbledore and Grindelwald into a transmitter.

Which meant Dumbledore's soul and life force were all with Grindelwald.

Good guy.

No wonder he verified for a long time and could only conclude that this body was dead; it turned out those two old men had done this kind of thing.

Perhaps feeling that he wouldn't be able to act, Dumbledore and Grindelwald hadn't revealed a single thing to him.

Darren was speechless.

"Darren, get up!"

"Darren, drink the potion..."

"Darren, you need treatment."

"Darren, get up..."

At this time, Darren noticed that many people seemed to be talking to him. It was obvious.

During his series of actions just now.

Many people probably thought he had been hit too hard and had gone crazy.

Finally.

Harry started to come over to pull him.

But Darren didn't move.

He knelt on the ground, pretending to be in a daze, pondering how Dumbledore and Grindelwald had made that transmitter.

Soul, life force...

These two, they were worthy of being geniuses.

"Darren!"

Suddenly, Harry shouted in his ear.

Darren really wanted to beat Harry up.

This kid, wasn't he afraid that if he scared him into making a funny face, his Fatherly persona would collapse?

He thought speechlessly.

Of course, on the surface, he seemed as if he hadn't come to his senses at all.

He just turned his face toward Harry in a trance.

He called out softly: "Brother, Headmaster Dumbledore is dead, he's dead... Brother, who else died?"

Harry didn't answer.

Clearly, he didn't know either.

The one who answered Darren was a female voice with a floral scent: "No, not a single person died."

Darren seemed to have finally come to his senses.

He seemed to have just seen Ginny, and he tried hard to show a smile as he said: "It's okay, tell me!"

"Malfoy said he stepped on a corpse... one of our people... tell me... anyway, I can accept it now."

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