Chapter 1413

All classes were suspended.

All exams were also suspended.

In the next two days.

Students' parents rushed over from all directions.

Some were to attend Dumbledore's funeral.

Some were to take their children away.

The day before the funeral.

Madame Maxime also came.

She threw herself into Hagrid's embrace.

The Ministry of Magic's delegation also stayed at Hogwarts.

Harry also saw Mr. and Mrs. Nicolas Flamel.

They had also come.

After they went to the hospital wing to see Darren, they kept saying they wanted to take Darren away.

But under Harry's firm opposition, they didn't do the thing of taking him away while Darren was asleep.

Harry and Ron and the others sat together on the sunny lawn.

Pretending that everything was exactly the same as before.

At this time, Ginny had already finished all her exams.

She was sitting there in a relaxed manner.

She was knitting a sweater.

"Darren is growing too fast, I have to help him prepare his winter sweaters as soon as possible... smile, Harry.

No matter how difficult the days are, you have to think of some happy things, right?"

Harry nodded.

But he still couldn't smile.

He knew.

He had to move now, there were still many problems plaguing him.

But...

He didn't want to move at all.

He knew that when he moved again, it would be when he faced even greater danger.

But for now, all his friends and family were still alive, and he just wanted to drag this matter out a bit longer.

They went to the hospital wing twice a day (Madam Pomfrey's rule, otherwise they would be soaking in the hospital wing).

Neville and Luna and Hermione had already recovered.

Neville and Hermione had already been discharged.

Luna still needed a bit more time.

Bill was also still receiving treatment.

His face had been bitten.

It looked a bit ferocious.

But Madam Pomfrey said it would be fine.

As for Darren.

He had been sleeping the whole time.

Harry learned of Darren's request from Mrs. Weasley.

Darren wanted to have a good sleep.

This was a good thing.

At the very least, Darren would be able to have a good spirit when he woke up.

Fleur still came over once every day.

Every time she came, she had to kiss Darren several times.

Ginny had said to Hermione with some dissatisfaction that Fleur was really shameless.

But she had accepted this behavior of hers.

"Although I don't really like her, but... fine, I admit, she is sincere toward Darren, Darren said that sincerity cannot be trampled upon..."

Ginny said in a low voice.

Hermione didn't pay attention to her.

She was reading the Daily Prophet.

Then she suddenly said, "Harry, Darren said that Snape is very likely the Half-Blood Prince...

But he felt it was a bit interesting, he wanted you to know that Snape was still pretty good to you..."

Harry felt his throat was almost blocked.

He thought of the words Darren had used to question Dumbledore in Dumbledore's office.

Perhaps, Darren wasn't angry because Snape wasn't good to him, Darren was just angry because Snape wasn't good to his brother.

It was also because Snape treated him like this that he even vomited out all of Snape's potions.

Even when he was in a coma, he didn't drink a drop of Snape's potion.

He loathed Snape to the extreme.

Harry didn't even dare to imagine what thoughts Darren had when he watched the Snape he trusted kill Dumbledore.

What kind of pain would make Darren even use the Cruciatus Curse?

Harry froze.

He looked at Hermione and said in a low voice, "Darren must be in great pain."

Hermione's eyes turned red.

Harry didn't make her cry on purpose.

He was just feeling very uncomfortable himself.

Tomorrow was Dumbledore's funeral.

One hour after the funeral ended, they would have to leave the school.

This was certain.

Madam Pomfrey would let Darren wake up tomorrow morning.

Because Darren had said he didn't want to miss Dumbledore's funeral.

But Harry was worried about whether Darren could withstand such a blow.

After Diggory's death, Darren had been depressed for an entire summer vacation.

Just hope that Darren could quickly get through this situation.

The next morning.

Harry arrived at the Great Hall very early.

Darren was already in the Great Hall.

He seemed to have just arrived as well.

He was wearing a black robe.

Perhaps because he had lost weight, his robe looked very loose, and it also made him look even more haggard.

However, he was still handsome.

Harry wanted to laugh a little.

He had seen Voldemort fawning over Slytherin's owner in the Pensieve.

At that time, Voldemort had dressed himself up like a piece of fresh meat.

But Darren hadn't even dressed up.

The robe he was wearing was a bit worn.

His hair didn't have any hair wax on it, it was his usual hairstyle, and it was even a bit messy.

He didn't have any accessories on him at all, only a necklace hanging around his neck.