Chapter 1410

Professor McGonagall came in.

Her face still carried a look of sorrow.

She wiped her eyes, came in and asked, "Harry, I heard that you and Darren were both there, I want to know..."

Harry recounted the whole thing again.

Sirius covered his face and said, "I long thought Snape was untrustworthy, but Dumbledore didn't believe it!"

"At that time, Dumbledore swore to us, he said he believed Snape was trustworthy, but..."

Mrs. Weasley said painfully.

"I still don't know to this day, for what reason did Dumbledore believe him?"

Hagrid wiped away his tears.

A surge of anger rushed out of Harry.

That baleful energy caused by Darren and Dumbledore being dead or injured appeared.

He said angrily, "Snape heard Trelawney's prophecy about me back then, and he told Voldemort!

Afterwards, he returned to Dumbledore, he told Dumbledore he regretted this matter deeply, and he was willing to be a double agent to compensate us!"

"He just believed that?"

Lupin and Sirius cried out in disbelief.

"Snape had always been disgusted by James!"

"Yes, Dumbledore always believed him! I told Dumbledore many times that Snape was plotting something with Malfoy, but he didn't believe it!

Snape, he was always so vicious, he secretly added things to Darren's medicine... he even went to Darren's dormitory in the middle of the night, he raised a knife, I saw it!"

No one asked Harry how he knew these things.

They all revealed painful expressions.

At this time.

Fleur suddenly came in.

She had come in following Mr. Weasley.

Mrs. Weasley was somewhat dissatisfied.

But Mr. Weasley shrugged his shoulders.

"She said that at a time like this, she must be by Darren's side..."

"That still doesn't..."

Mrs. Weasley pouted.

But Fleur didn't care about her thoughts at all.

She came to Darren's hospital bed.

She lowered her head to look at the wounds on his body that were gradually healing, and the tears at the corners of his eyes that seemed about to fall...

Fleur raised her hand to touch his face.

But she didn't dare to touch him.

As if she were afraid that using any force would cost him his life.

Suddenly, Fleur turned and hugged Hermione; Hermione was a little surprised.

But she hugged Fleur back.

They began to cry bitterly.

Harry could only look away.

He felt that girls' friendships came a bit too quickly.

Then he saw the Slytherin locket almost falling out of Darren's pocket.

He suddenly remembered that when they were in the cave, Darren seemed to have turned pale at the sight of this thing.

He looked at the others.

They were all still in pain.

No one noticed him...

So Harry quietly retrieved the locket.

He didn't intend to tell the others that they had gone to find Horcruxes with Dumbledore.

In his view, besides Ron, Hermione, and Darren, he didn't even plan to tell Lupin and Sirius.

Didn't Dumbledore die because he trusted Snape?

After he killed Voldemort, he could make amends to everyone.

Harry thought this, and he secretly took a look at the locket.

Then he suddenly froze.

Because this was obviously fake.

Because this locket wasn't as big as it looked in the Pensieve, and it didn't have the iconic 'S' on it.

Moreover, in the place where the portrait should be, there was a small piece of parchment.

The parchment had clearly been opened; it must have been Darren who opened it.

Harry mechanically opened the parchment again.

To the Dark Lord: Before you read this, I will have long been dead.

But I want you to know that I know your secret.

I have stolen your Horcrux and replaced it with this.

And I intend to destroy it as soon as possible.

I hope you are killed when you encounter your true enemy.

It was obvious that Dumbledore drinking that basin of potion was completely in vain.

Darren was so kind, of course he wouldn't want to tell Dumbledore it was a fake at that time.

Thinking of Dumbledore losing his life because of this, thinking of Darren almost dying here.

Thinking of the tragedy tonight, Harry crumpled the parchment into a ball.

Tears blurred his vision...

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