Chapter 1590

Because Mrs. Weasley pinched him hard.

The force was so great that Mr. Weasley had only one thought.

Isn't this too ruthless?

"Enough, only you people would think this is a good thing. For Darren, this will definitely make him very uncomfortable, poor child!

But this is necessary. He is still a child, and he should enjoy a more colorful life!"

Mrs. Weasley said while wiping away tears.

The moment she saw Darren's body, she felt as if a bolt from the blue had struck.

Among Harry and Darren, she liked Darren the most.

When she guessed that Darren had gone to his death for Harry, she almost cried to death on the spot.

Fortunately, this child could still live.

Although this method didn't seem very good to her.

But as long as it let this child live, she agreed!

"Now, let's vote by a show of hands. If you agree to use this method, raise your hand. If more than half agree, we will use this method; if not, we will think of other ways!"

Kingsley said with a smile. He was the first to raise his hand.

There was still a smile on his face.

Although he felt this method was actually the best one.

But seeing that everyone else felt Darren had been wronged and was too pitiful, he thought it was better to vote.

Hermione was the first to raise her hand.

Next were Ginny and Luna.

Mr. Weasley also quickly raised his hand.

Finally, the only person in the room who didn't raise his hand turned out to be Harry. Under everyone's gaze, Harry hesitantly raised his hand.

He said with some trepidation, "I'm very worried that Darren will blame me when he wakes up, but... I think Darren is so kind, he shouldn't have the heart to blame me."

But thinking about it this way, he became even more worried.

Hermione snorted.

"Perhaps you want him to continue on his path?"

Harry shook his head hurriedly.

He didn't want Darren to continue on his path, nor did he want Darren to die.

He wanted Darren back!

Hermione's method, although Harry could guarantee that Darren would definitely be uncomfortable.

But if Darren wasn't uncomfortable and had no pressure, he might really be willing to continue on his path.

Never before had Harry realized so clearly that Darren really wanted to move on.

He was a heavy burden to Darren.

Perhaps Darren would feel relieved.

Isn't that so?

But he wouldn't allow it; he wouldn't allow Darren to be relieved just like that.

He needed Darren.

This was his brother.

When he saw Darren lying lifeless in Hagrid's arms, he knew that he actually didn't care about Darren's bloodline at all.

He just hadn't had enough time to adjust.

He had only found out yesterday afternoon, hadn't he?

If he had been given a few more days, he would have recovered, and he wouldn't have let Darren know this cruel fact, which eventually led him to give up on himself.

Harry said softly and firmly, "No, I don't want him to continue on his path. He must come back to life. I'm going to find Dumbledore for help now.

Also, Hermione, tell the other girls about this. They must be willing to make a contract with Darren.

If they aren't willing, don't force them. After all, they will be living and dying with Darren, sharing his life force, won't they?

Darren wouldn't want you to force those girls to do those things for him." Hermione nodded.

She stood up.

She walked to Darren's side and gently placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Don't be silly, wait for me again. I'm going to bring you back, even if you hate me." She went out.

Ginny and the others also stood up.

They kissed Darren one by one.

Then they looked at Harry and said, "We will go together too. We hope Darren can wake up soon!"

They left.

Only the adult wizards remained in the office.

They were discussing what method Dumbledore would use to bring Darren back.

After all, it is very difficult to bring back the dead.

Wizards had once studied this matter, but they believed it was very difficult.

More importantly, the dead are not willing to come back.

They would rather continue on their path.

Harry listened to their discussion, and his heart twitched.

He knew.

If they followed conventional methods, they definitely wouldn't be able to bring Darren back.

He was seeking death; how could he be brought back?

But once he thought that Dumbledore was just joking and he couldn't save Darren, Harry felt waves of pain.

Darren had taken all his happiness away.

He would never be happy again.

"Harry, I heard Severus say that you have already found a way to save Darren?"

Dumbledore's voice, filled with a smile, rang in Harry's ear.

Harry stood up hurriedly and nodded.

He said eagerly, "We decided to use the Marriage Contract..."

He recounted Hermione's proposal from just now.

Dumbledore's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

In the end, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Alright, Harry, I have to say, Hermione is truly a genius.

Such an idea, I think Darren will definitely be angry. After all, he is always so well-behaved; his only act of willfulness was finding Voldemort to kill himself.

I didn't expect that he would soon be forced to do something that will become famous in history; he might marry many wives!"

Harry saw him laughing from ear to ear and said hesitantly, "I thought Darren might be very uncomfortable..."

"Yes, that's right, he will definitely be very uncomfortable, but he can survive, can't he?

He has Voldemort's bloodline in him; he will always overthink, and in the end, he will let himself perish.

But after making him responsible for many people's lives, he will make himself live, if only to keep everyone else alive."

"But, but isn't Darren going to be very tired like this?"

Harry said with a hint of sorrow.

Dumbledore closed his eyes.

He said firmly, "Sorry, Harry, I want to be a little selfish. I want him to live, even if he blames me, I want him to live.

As an old man, I really hope he lives; I don't want him to embark on that great adventure so soon!"

Harry wanted to ask something more.

But when he looked up again, he saw Dumbledore looking at Darren.

Tears fell from Dumbledore's eyes, flowing into his long beard.

Dumbledore said softly, "Forgive my selfishness, child. I cannot bear for you to leave before me, lying here lifeless. Sorry!"

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