Chapter 1530

Griphook rushed into the goblin encirclement holding the Sword of Gryffindor.

He shouted loudly: "This is Darren Potter and Harry Potter, let's catch them quickly! If we catch them, we can gain a higher status!"

Darren looked at Griphook coldly.

Then he waved his wand.

The ropes binding the underground dragon snapped.

The dragon roared and rushed outside.

Darren waved his wand again.

Harry and the others were all thrown onto the dragon's back.

At the same time, Griphook was also thrown onto the dragon's back by him.

He shouted with an expression full of saintly light: "Griphook, you are unrighteous, I cannot be unrighteous! You have helped us so much, we will also take you out!"

Griphook sat on the dragon's back, a dazed expression appearing on his face.

It seemed he hadn't expected wizards to be so kind.

But the next second, he was pushed off the dragon's back by someone.

He didn't know who had done it.

But he saw Darren's smile.

Although this smile disappeared the next second.

Darren was still shouting sadly: "Griphook, Griphook, Hermione, let me go, I want to save Griphook..."

Griphook only felt a chill all over his body.

With such powerful magic, a wave of the wand could have pulled him back, but Darren Potter had actually pretended to be held back by a Muggle-born girl.

This Darren Potter was too good at acting!

All that talk about having to act to survive—he just had a nasty personality! Griphook knew this at that second.

But his consciousness was no longer complete. Because countless goblin swords had pierced through him.

They hated Griphook's betrayal.

Griphook was completely dead.

Before he died, he still heard Darren's heartbroken cries.

He was not moved at all.

He had many words he wanted to say, but in the end, they all converged into one sentence: Fuck your mother! The dragon flew higher and higher.

Harry and the others rode the dragon toward the distance.

Harry had already begun to pay attention to Voldemort's thoughts.

He was waiting for when Voldemort would discover what they had done; he thought it wouldn't be long.

"Quick, the dragon is descending, let's jump!"

At this moment, Darren's voice suddenly sounded.

Harry and the others responded.

Then they jumped down.

They didn't fall, because Darren had already cast a Cushioning Charm on them.

The dragon flew into the distance.

They lay on the ground, not saying a word.

Savoring this exciting battle.

"That hateful goblin!"

After a long time, Ron said indignantly.

Hermione looked at Darren with some worry.

Darren showed a bitter expression.

"I brought him up... I thought I could take him with us, but he didn't seem to trust me very much; he struggled and jumped down.

He also cast a spell on me, and I couldn't move for a moment... I really regret it; I should have paid more attention at the time, maybe Griphook wouldn't have died."

【Ding, Saintly Father Value +100】

【Ding, Saintly Father Value +100】

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"Oh, Darren, although the timing is very wrong, I still want to say it.

The decision Griphook made was excellent, because even if you had saved him, I might have killed him!"

Ron said indignantly.

Harry also nodded fiercely.

"Yeah, that bastard... by the way, Darren, hurry up and pull out the Sword of Gryffindor!"

Darren shook his head and said: "No rush, the Sword of Gryffindor must be in the hands of the goblins. If I take it out now, they will definitely be alert.

It must be done by surprise. As long as we have the Sorting Hat, we can get the Sword of Gryffindor at any time."

Harry sighed.

"Alright, then you'll have to destroy the gold cup yourself."

He pointed to the gold cup that Darren had been carrying.

Darren nodded.

He took a small bottle out of his bosom.

Inside the bottle was a black liquid.

He poured the liquid onto the gold cup without hesitation.

The gold cup let out a scream.

Then the gold cup lay on the ground, tattered and torn.

It looked like it no longer had its previous mystery.

"The deadly poison I concocted is not bad...

Originally, I was going to use it to commit suicide, but the Dark Lord seemed to know I would do this, so he forbade me from harming myself; otherwise, maybe you wouldn't be able to see me anymore."

Darren said with a smile.

Harry really wanted to beat him up.

But thinking about it, he really couldn't bear to, and in the end, he could only miss this topic—of course, it was also because another matter interrupted his thoughts.

His scar hurt as if a sword had been stabbed into his head.

The Dark Lord already knew about this.

He looked at Darren.

Darren walked to his side and urged: "Brother, you must find out where the other two Horcruxes are!"

Then, he looked at Hermione and Ron.

"Perhaps, we can completely solve the Dark Lord today!"