Chapter 1699: Side Story—Is It Worth It?!!

I took a pile of candy, wrapped the diary inside it, put them together, and wrote a note.

"Write things on the diary, and all your wishes will come true!" I knew Kante would write in it.

He isn't that smart, yet he hopes for me to die.

Sure enough.

For the next few days, every time Kante looked at me, he had that "you're about to die" expression.

Every time, I pretended to leave in terror.

In fact, I was waiting for him to go to his death.

I know very well.

Voldemort won't kill me for the time being; the first thing he wants to do is kill Harry Potter.

Does Kante think Voldemort can be manipulated by a little wizard like him? I thought with a cold sneer.

The Quidditch match arrived.

I watched as Lockhart removed the bones from Harry Potter's arm.

I saw Darren Potter looking worried and pale as he took Harry Potter to the hospital wing.

I wore a worried expression, but inside, I felt nothing.

I was thinking more about the movements of Voldemort and Kante.

But the day after I made my guess, I received news that Darren Potter and over a dozen Slytherin students had gone missing.

Of course, along with the news of Darren Potter's disappearance came the news that Colin Creevey had been petrified.

I mourned for Colin a little.

After all, this little brat really had a rough time.

He even died at Hogwarts in the end.

It's a pity I couldn't help him; I could barely save myself.

My own life wasn't even certain, so how could I help him? I shook my head and threw away thoughts of Colin.

I began to worry about Darren Potter.

That's right, I was very worried.

I worried that this time it was caused by that diary.

I only thought that Voldemort would be interested in Harry Potter, but I didn't think that Voldemort would also be interested in Darren Potter.

It was my own stupidity.

After all, Harry Potter has Dumbledore's protection, while Darren Potter should have no one protecting him.

Who told him to be so powerful?

Yet not as famous as Harry Potter.

I pursed my lips.

Then I pretended to be anxious and went to find Professor Sprout.

I said I wanted to find my brother; I heard that over a dozen Slytherin students had gone missing, and I was worried something had happened to him.

Professor Sprout had no reason to doubt me. They also knew about my relationship with Kante.

After all, we both have the surname Flynn.

After she inquired, she told me that Kante had also gone missing.

As a relative of a missing person, I was allowed to wait in Snape's office.

Waiting for them to summon my parents.

Mom and Dad finally arrived.

They waited anxiously for Snape, and took the opportunity to lecture me.

I cried submissively.

In reality, my heart was in a panic.

Darren won't die, will he?

I warned him before, and I didn't use any disguise when I stole Ginny's things; if he had been watching me, he should have noticed.

But I was also worried: what if he didn't know my identity?

If he didn't know my identity and walked into this trap as a matter of course, would he die?

Did I kill him with my own hands? I thought, my face pale.

Mom and Dad were still scolding me.

But perhaps seeing how stupid and scared I was, they finally couldn't be bothered with me.

I don't know how much time passed before Snape finally appeared.

He brought more parents with him.

These parents almost surrounded his office.

They insisted that Snape give them an explanation, and Snape said with a cold sneer: "Your children colluded with Death Eaters and went in a group to kill Darren Potter. Do you think you're fine just because your children didn't die?" ===== CHAPTER 1701 =====