Chapter 1574: Keep walking!!

Darren's original idea was to keep Voldemort alive.

But unfortunately, Voldemort was courting death, and with Dumbledore calculating so much, he probably wouldn't let Voldemort go.

So he had to make a little more preparation, which was to go find Voldemort himself, and then when Voldemort destroyed his own soul, intercept a bit of Voldemort's main soul—he would help Voldemort keep the main soul, and then let Harry or Dumbledore kill Voldemort later.

However, he thought Harry might not have the chance.

After all, he felt someone watching him along the way.

It might be Dumbledore.

So he estimated that Dumbledore would take action to kill Voldemort.

Of course, this had nothing to do with Darren.

Anyway, Voldemort's main soul was in his hands, and with all other Horcruxes gone, he could achieve the accomplishment of Voldemort being alive but never being able to get out.

Who let Voldemort be useless at other things, but quite good to him, this bloodline—he really couldn't bring himself to let Voldemort's main soul die.

So he planned to intercept a bit of Voldemort's main soul and send it to the East for ideological education and reform.

If he could get a Voldemort of the people, that would be too funny.

But no matter what.

On the surface, he still had to prepare to go to his death.

He took out Polyjuice Potion, added a hair of Harry's, and drank it in one gulp.

Then he put on Harry's Invisibility Cloak, and then, he took one last look at the still empty portrait, and left Dumbledore's office.

On the way, he stepped on a corpse. It was Colin Creevey.

Darren dodged it.

Because Neville had already come over.

He carried Colin's corpse, his face full of tears.

Darren felt he should save these people, but he did nothing, he just walked straight ahead.

He checked the time and walked outside the castle.

Hagrid's hut emerged in the darkness.

Four in the morning, at this time, the sky was still completely dark.

Darren passed by Hagrid's hut.

Then he arrived at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

The surroundings of the Forbidden Forest were full of Dementors.

Darren was hesitating whether to release his Azure Dragon Dementor.

But he released nothing.

He walked step by step into the middle of the Dementors, he was not afraid of these guys to begin with.

"Who!"

Finally, someone shouted.

Darren knew he had reached the middle of the Death Eaters' encirclement.

He took off the Invisibility Cloak and continued to walk forward.

No one stopped him.

They cleared a path for him.

He finally walked to the very center of the clearing.

A bonfire was burning in the center of the clearing.

Standing around were Death Eaters.

Some were careless, some were full of fear, and others seemed to be distracted.

Of course, no matter what their thoughts were, they were all staring at Voldemort.

Standing around Voldemort were Narcissa and Lucius, their faces full of despair and confusion.

Voldemort was standing at the edge of the clearing.

His eyes were tightly closed, as if he didn't care what was happening now.

The Elder Wand was held tightly in his palm.

Floating behind him was the cage containing Nagini.

The cage was flickering with blue light.

Voldemort seemed prepared to let Nagini leave at the first sign of trouble.

"You're here!"

As Darren approached, Voldemort finally opened his eyes.

He watched Darren approach and looked around the surroundings.

After not finding the person he hoped to see, he asked suspiciously: "Where is Darren? Why didn't he come with you? I thought he wouldn't tolerate you coming alone."

Darren pretended to be a bit nervous and said: "He wanted to come, I stunned him, I didn't want him to go to his death with me…"

"Go to his death?"

Voldemort laughed out loud.

He seemed to find what Darren said very ridiculous.

"Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived…"

"No, Harry, go back quickly, go back quickly!"

It was Hagrid's voice.

Darren looked in the direction of the voice, it was Hagrid.

He was tied to a large tree behind Voldemort.

There were giants guarding around him.

Darren hadn't seen him just now, probably because Hagrid was indeed too small compared to these giants.

"Shut up!"

Dolohov shouted.

He waved his wand.

Hagrid could no longer make a sound.

Darren withdrew his gaze and continued to look at Voldemort.

Voldemort's conversation had been interrupted by Hagrid, and he finally realized that perhaps he should deal with Harry first.