Chapter 236

The pain of the Stinging Curse was fundamentally different from the pain of the Cruciatus Curse, but the former would forge an effect similar to the Cruciatus Curse, causing physical fatigue and some mental damage.

However, the Stinging Curse also had therapeutic effects; in the magical world, some special treatments required the use of the Stinging Curse.

The Stinging Curse could also relieve arthritis, cervical spondylosis... so the Stinging Curse belonged to the healing spells.

Who would dare believe that the famous Voldemort was actually openly using a healing spell to impersonate the Cruciatus Curse?

This stinging pain, combined with the involuntary screaming, would make even the person involved think it was truly the Cruciatus Curse, let alone others watching.

Harry looked at Darren's appearance, and he almost screamed in anger.

He pulled out his wand, wanting to interrupt Voldemort's "torture" of Darren. However, the spells he had learned hit Voldemort, and Voldemort didn't even lift an eye.

"Is this the strength of the famous Harry Potter, the Harry Potter who became famous for defeating the Dark Lord?"

Voldemort laughed even more crazily.

Harry noticed that Darren, curled up on the ground, was already covered in cold sweat, clearly in extreme pain.

"Let Darren go, what exactly are you trying to do!"

Harry screamed.

He really wanted to hide Darren, but he couldn't even touch the corner of Darren's clothes.

"What am I doing? Of course, it's the Sorcerer's Stone, Potter. Stand in front of the mirror, find the Sorcerer's Stone for me!"

Voldemort said with satisfaction.

He would definitely get the Sorcerer's Stone one step ahead of Dumbledore! Thinking of Dumbledore, his expression became even more crazed.

Dumbledore's kindness to Darren was indeed all fake.

This child was suffering from the Cruciatus Curse, and he was just watching.

As expected of Dumbledore, who preached love! Voldemort curled his lips into a sarcastic smile.

The wand in his hand cast spells continuously, and he looked at Harry Potter without blinking.

Dumbledore must have set magic in the mirror; it should only be possible for Harry Potter to get it.

Sure enough, he noticed Harry Potter's expression changed.

Then he noticed something bulging in Harry Potter's pocket.

"What do you see?"

Voldemort asked with interest.

He wanted to know what this Potter would choose? Would he lie to let Darren continue to suffer, or would he honestly hand over the Sorcerer's Stone?

Perhaps this could make his child realize the ugliness of human nature? Voldemort's interest deepened.

"I, I see..."

Harry secretly looked at Darren. He began to hesitate.

Was the Sorcerer's Stone really more important than Darren?

Voldemort would become stronger if he had the Sorcerer's Stone, but this was Dumbledore's failure to protect it!

Voldemort had killed his mom and dad; could he let Voldemort kill his only younger brother too?

Just as he was wavering in his heart, he saw Darren, who was struggling to shake his head at him.

He looked as if he had no strength left to speak, and even shaking his head took a great deal of effort.

Harry's eyes turned red.

He turned his head back, not letting Voldemort discover Darren's small movements.

"I, I see, I see myself shaking hands with... Headmaster Dumbledore!"