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Chapter 239

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Voldemort first felt that Darren could be his successor after Darren killed the troll.

That troll was one he had put in.

Even the professors would need some time to kill the troll. And Darren, in his first year, could kill a troll alone. Looking at the traces of the spells on the troll, Voldemort was shocked. These spells were absolutely shocking to him.

Because among them were ones he had taught, and ones he hadn't.

Even some that he had only let Quirrell mix in a word or two, Darren had actually used them just like that.

This kind of Dark Magic talent was perfectly inherited from his ability.

This kind of successor would definitely make those Death Eaters feel very satisfied. So, in order for Darren not to be suspected by Dumbledore, he erased the remnants of those Dark Magic spells.

This talent didn't need to be displayed in front of everyone.

Fortunately, everyone was focused on Snape losing his temper with Harry Potter, and didn't notice the poor, stuttering Professor Quirrell.

So he perfectly cleared the scene.

Except for Dumbledore and that Snape, everyone thought it was an accident.

As for Dumbledore and Snape, they didn't have much suspicion either; they seemed to know something and defaulted to Darren being able to kill the troll.

This was even more interesting.

Dumbledore would never know what kind of person Darren, right under his nose, would be.

Darren would, like him, Voldemort, lead countless purebloods to stand at the top of the Wizarding World.

Getting rid of those abominable Muggles.

Because that child's Dark Magic talent was destined to walk this path! Voldemort was happy for a long time.

Even that day, he let Quirrell go steal the potion.

He instructed Quirrell to get Darren away, but Darren just wouldn't leave.

The situation at the time was very urgent; if Darren wouldn't leave no matter what, then he wouldn't easily find such a good opportunity next time.

Quirrell even secretly pulled out his wand, deciding to give Darren an Obliviate. But it was stopped by him.

No need.

To steal a potion, Voldemort disdained doing such things to his own cub.

So he began to ask Darren about various things and told him a lot of knowledge about the Wizarding World.

This child had been raised by those abominable Muggles, so he didn't know much about the common sense of the Wizarding World.

Voldemort felt he had an obligation to popularize this for him. However, before he could finish, Snape returned.

Seeing his expression, Voldemort knew he was suspected.

After all, he had run to the basement for no reason and chatted with the famous Harry Potter's younger brother, which made him look ill-intentioned.

Voldemort didn't think there was any problem.

Anyway, Snape had no evidence, he could only be impotently furious. Voldemort slowly retreated from the basement.

He thought with interest that this cub really suited his taste. And he was very much like him.

They could both gather the support of Slytherin House, they could both make all the professors praise them, and in terms of Dark Magic, they were definitely both geniuses.

This child would definitely walk his path.

Seeing a cub with his own bloodline, so incredibly like himself.

Even in Voldemort's heart, he felt this was Merlin's gift to him.

Clearly, even Merlin felt he had been defeated too unjustly and gave him a chance to start over.

When Voldemort was in a pleasant mood, Christmas arrived. He mailed Darren a complete book of Dark Magic.

Those were all the Dark Magic spells he had encountered or invented; as his child, how could he not know these?

Who knew Darren would actually hand that book over to Dumbledore. He was originally angry.

But then he suddenly discovered that Dumbledore seemed to have truly accepted Darren.

Dumbledore seemed to sincerely believe that Darren was different from him. Heh, the same.

This child's talent would lead him to his own path.

On the road to immortality, he had walked far enough; this child could only choose him as his guide.

Just when Voldemort was praising Darren's behavior of handing the book to Dumbledore,

he discovered once that Darren was holding his wand and, in an unconscious state, used a spell from that book.

But halfway through casting it, Darren hurriedly interrupted the behavior. But Voldemort was already feeling ecstatic.

This child, he really learned it!

It seemed this child wasn't as simple as he appeared, or perhaps because he had his bloodline, he was involuntarily attracted to these spells?

Voldemort didn't know these things, but he knew that Darren, this successor, would definitely do something big.

Perhaps not as powerful as him, but he would definitely be like him, making his name known to everyone.

Lord Voldemort was willing to wait for his cub to grow up. The next time they met was in the Forbidden Forest.

He was hunting unicorns.

When he saw Darren appear, Voldemort even thought Dumbledore was going to use Darren to threaten him.

They both knew of each other's existence, but neither said it out loud. Because he wanted unicorn blood, and Dumbledore wanted to train the Savior.

Darren's appearance did catch him off guard.

But he didn't know if Dumbledore was truly senile and unwilling to use a student's life for such things.

Or perhaps, Dumbledore didn't think Darren could threaten him, the Dark Lord. So from beginning to end, Dumbledore didn't specifically approach Darren.

Later they separated, and he confirmed that Darren had no problems and that Dumbledore was indeed training the Savior.

Only then did he head toward the direction the unicorn had finally escaped. Blood.

The blood of a unicorn, which symbolizes immortality.

If he could, the old him could have obtained the unicorn's blood willingly, but now he could only drink this cursed blood.

Fortunately, the one bearing the curse was that fool Quirrell.

This fool had also started to want to resist recently, and even weakly wanted to give up. So Voldemort would never let him approach Darren again.

Voldemort let Quirrell drink the unicorn's cursed blood, and he prepared to let Quirrell die once this matter was over.

The fact that Darren was his cub must never be known by anyone other than Dumbledore. ===== CHAPTER 241 =====

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