Chapter 1713

"And you?"

I asked in a hurry.

He laughed, saying he hadn't even gone back himself, yet he still had to worry about him.

I wanted to say, you aren't bewitched by those witch girls and not planning to go back, are you?

But as I looked up, I saw his eyes faintly reddened.

"What kind of feelings can a playboy have?"

He said, mocking himself.

I didn't understand, but looking at his appearance, I didn't dare to keep asking.

"Thanks."

I finally got up and said.

It had been a while since my last conversation with Darren, and we hadn't spoken again.

But those chats in that space had become my motivation.

He said he could let me go back to see my parents.

I miss them so much.

So, so much.

I was excited for quite a while.

Even the new Quidditch match didn't make me care.

Well, I've never cared about Quidditch matches.

But just as I was thinking about whether to go take a look, a voice suddenly sounded in my ear: Think about the plot!

It was Darren's voice.

I was about to laugh when my face suddenly turned pale.

I remembered, this was a plot point.

In this plot, Hermione is also petrified.

If I run around, I might very well be petrified too.

My conversations with Darren during this time had made me lower my guard.

Fortunately, fortunately he remembered everything.

I refused Hannah's request to go watch the Quidditch match, telling her I had to catch up on homework in the common room.

In reality, I hid in the dormitory, gripping my wand tightly to prevent any accidents.

I didn't wait long before I heard many footsteps.

It was Hannah and the others returning.

They had been sent back by Professor Sprout.

As soon as Hannah returned, she told me what had happened.

"Darren and that Granger were both petrified..."

She didn't finish, and my face turned pale.

How could Darren possibly be petrified?

Then what will I do later?

Should I leave immediately? I...

"Don't be afraid, he only had his legs petrified, Professor Sprout said he has the antidote, he will be fine soon... don't be afraid!"

Hannah comforted me.

I slowly let out a sigh of relief.

So that's how it is; it must be another one of his performances.

I thought something had really happened to him.

That's good.

I started to laugh.

"That's good then!"

I said foolishly.

But I didn't expect that Darren would actually, for the sake of the plot, not even save Hermione, or perhaps he tried to save her but failed.

After knowing he was safe and sound, this thought suddenly crossed my mind.

Was it indifference, or was it intentional?

I pondered in my heart.

I thought about his past behavior.

He is different from me.

I treat this world as a horror world, living in fear and panic every day. But he is different; he seems to treat this world as a game.

He likes those girls, but it's only liking.

Truly a scumbag.

But I can't help but think, he acts so deeply affectionate, looking like he's willing to give his life for them.

He has indeed stood in front of those girls; this kind of affection will definitely make those girls fall for him.

But is he really happy?

Perhaps he feels happy, but thinking it over, I can only say that we are not familiar with this world.

That's why he can perform so wantonly, and I can be so trembling.

Not familiar, indeed!

I laughed again; his mindset is actually the good one, just muddling through, while I am too extreme.

So this is one of the reasons why I can't live well...

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