Chapter 28

Even Mrs. Weasley, who always had a good temper, found him annoying.

Mrs. Figg had been complaining, why didn't Dumbledore take his life?

Darren truly hadn't expected to run into this guy while out being a Saintly Father.

And this guy was actually scaring him?

Laughable. Brother, you probably don't know that the last person who spouted nonsense at him, Kenley, has already been to St. Mungo's.

If Snape found out you bullied his goddess's son, you'd be in for a miserable time!

【Accept!】

Although Darren felt he might not need Mundungus's stealing ability, it was still an ability after all.

Darren closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, his eyes were filled with a fortitude that faced death without fear.

Facing Mundungus's threat, he took a big step forward.

Only his tightly clenched fists showed his inner fear.

But even so, Darren opened his mouth; his lips were trembling, and his eyes held some fear.

He took a breath and tried to make his tone calm as he said: "Sir, if you insist, then kill me, but don't kill them, okay? I am willing to die for them."

"If there really are such fierce bad people as you in the world, then I don't regret breaking into this place."

"It's just a bit of a pity that I haven't seen my brother Harry Potter yet. I miss him so much…"

【Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task and obtaining Mundungus's stealing ability.】

Darren whispered, taking his reward in passing.

It seems… it seems this ability feels very useful!

Mundungus's stealing ability: Within three meters of someone, there is a 50% chance to randomly obtain an item from them.

If he stayed around Dumbledore more, could he eventually get the Elder Wand?

Uh, that probably wouldn't work; Dumbledore would find out and kill him.

Darren sighed with regret.

The sound was not loud, barely audible, yet it made people's hearts tremble.

It made those who heard his sigh look at Mundungus with anger in a daze—how could there be such a person in this world?

He wouldn't even spare a child!

And this is Harry Potter's brother!

Wait, Harry Potter?

This child is Harry Potter's brother?

Harry Potter has a brother?

The people around blinked in confusion, but immediately came to their senses. Now was not the time to talk about this; now they had to teach this damn wizard a lesson.

He wouldn't even spare a cub; that was too much!

The wizard in front of them must be a Death Eater; he should be dragged to Azkaban and let the Dementors give him their kiss!

Darren had no idea that he had blown the matter out of proportion.

Mundungus had just been scaring a child.

He had merely wanted to scare the little brat in front of him into crying to show off his own intimidation.

Yet how did it end up with all the wizards around looking at him with murderous intent?

He had no idea he had provoked public anger.

…

Hermione treated everyone else as background and looked at Darren with pity.

Why was there such a great person as the boy in front of her in the magical world?

She felt that Dumbledore, who was called the greatest wizard in the magical world, wasn't as great as the boy in front of her.

He hadn't even seen his brother yet, and he was about to die here.

He hadn't even become a student at Hogwarts, yet he was involved in such a matter.

What she admired most was that he hadn't retreated even now.

And he was still standing in front of them.

That weak body was taller than a giant.

"Sir, before you try to bully Mr. Darren, I think you might need a good beating!"

Just as Hermione and Mr. Granger were feeling sad for Darren, and the people around were rolling up their sleeves, preparing to drag Mundungus to Azkaban.

A voice rang out coldly.

Darren didn't have time to continue showing off his Saintly Father light before he saw the Mundungus in front of him tied up tightly with ropes, and then a fist imprinted on Mundungus's eye socket.

It left him with a fierce panda eye.

And that wasn't all.

Seeing Mundungus tied up, those who had been ready to move just now started punching and kicking Mundungus.

Some even took out their wands, secretly planning to make Mundungus suffer a big loss.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting, I was wrong, I was just joking with this little brat!"

"I'm not a Death Eater, I've never killed anyone!"

"Shit, who poked my butt with a wand?"

"I'm Mundungus, help!"

"I've done meritorious service for Dumbledore, I want to see Dumbledore!"

"If I have sinned, please let the Ministry of Magic punish me, instead of sending you people to torture me. Ah, stop hitting my head, I'm going to pull out my wand!"

"…"

Mundungus's screams continued for quite a while.

By the time Darren saw him again, even he, who had always felt Mundungus wasn't a good thing, couldn't bear to look and turned his eyes away.

Miserable!

Too miserable!

This guy was definitely being targeted for personal vendettas.

Not only were all his things stolen, but his face was beaten black and blue, and a festering sore as big as a black-backed dog had grown on his leg—no one knew which kind-hearted person had done that.

Darren clicked his tongue in wonder.

He suspected that after Mundungus was dragged to Dumbledore in a while, he would have to be dealt with again.

This brother must be questioning his life, right?

PS: As of now, combined with the comments section and web poll, the current votes: Gryffindor 0, Hufflepuff 5, Ravenclaw 6, Slytherin 7.