Chapter 301

"The Invisibility Cloak you bought."

Dumbledore looked at him with a "so that's it" expression.

Snape opened his mouth.

He really hadn't expected that the first reason Darren was exposed would have anything to do with him.

This action stunned even Quirrell.

Even Voldemort revealed his face because of it.

He laughed loudly, looking extremely happy.

Snape pursed his lips in annoyance.

If he had known, he wouldn't have prepared an Invisibility Cloak for the little brat.

"Why aren't you surprised at all that it's me?"

Because of Darren's calmness, Voldemort finally stopped laughing.

He began to ask with interest.

Snape listened to Voldemort's questioning and only then noticed that Darren was actually not surprised at all that Quirrell was here.

Could it be that Darren hadn't suspected him at all?

"No, I knew from the beginning it wasn't Professor Snape; he is very good to me..."

How was he good?

It was just ordinary.

He had never given him any special treatment; why did this child think he was very good?

"The professor is so good, gentle, and kind; I can't imagine the professor doing bad things!"

The little brat was still rambling on there.

Snape blushed for a rare moment.

He was too embarrassed to listen to the little brat's nonsense.

Voldemort sneered at his foolish words.

After another round of meaningless conversation, they angered Voldemort.

"Since you both think the Sorcerer's Stone isn't mine, it seems I have to choose one of you to accept punishment; Harry Potter, it's you..."

Voldemort laughed wildly.

He raised his wand at Harry.

Snape looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore closed his eyes.

Clearly, he felt this was something the Savior needed to endure.

But this was the Cruciatus Curse!

Snape subconsciously wanted to stop it, but his wand was snatched by Dumbledore.

He shook his head silently.

Snape looked over with shaking hands, thinking Harry Potter would be lying there.

But it was Darren, Darren Potter, lying there.

"Ha, Harry, you hurry... hurry run..."

The little brat's face was extremely pale, his voice weak, screaming almost every second.

By the end, he didn't even have the strength to scream.

He curled up on the ground, covered in cold sweat.

Clearly, this was real, not like the act Becky had put on.

But, Dumbledore, the Savior cultivation plan—why let an innocent child suffer such torture?

Would he die?

He might even become a fool like the Longbottoms!

You cultivate your Savior, why drag the little brat into it?

He almost wanted to grab Dumbledore and question him.

But Dumbledore looked at him seriously, telling him to stay calm and not ruin things, otherwise Darren's curse would have been suffered in vain.

Yeah!

Suffered in vain!

Don't know how many minutes passed.

Snape watched Darren close his eyes, not knowing if he was alive or dead, and watched Harry being pierced through the chest by the black mist Voldemort had turned into.

Only then did he stumble over to Darren and carefully feed him the potion.

"Severus, this is necessary..."

Dumbledore walked over to Harry and Darren.

He wanted to check the state of the two children, but was forced back by Snape's fierce glare.

"Dumbledore, don't touch them!"

What greatest headmaster, he's just a coward who leaves the responsibility to children to complete!

"I really don't know how you defeated Grindelwald; perhaps it's just as the tabloids wrote, you just released a handkerchief, ha!"

"Severus... I have no choice... if I had even the slightest way, I wouldn't let the children do such things..."

Dumbledore whispered wearily.

"You are Dumbledore."

"Yes, I am Dumbledore... but I am not omnipotent, Severus; you must admit this fact, I am old..."

"But you can kill him... you can; even if you are old, you can do it, you can completely kill him...

Or what else do you want me to do? I can do anything..."

Snape looked at the old man before him, pleading.

They were still children.

When he saw the two children lying there, not knowing if they were alive or dead, he felt as if he had returned to that night.

Clearly he could do anything, why couldn't he be allowed to do it, and let the children have a normal school life?

"Yes, Severus, you are quite right, Tom can be killed..."

Even if I am old, I can kill him again... but then what?

"What then?"

"Harry has killed him once, but he lived again... I am trying my best to kill him now, but after I die... what if he lives again?"

Snape's lips trembled.

"But... but they are still children..."

"Yes, but the prophecy dragged them into it...

Darren is innocent, but he is Harry Potter's brother; no Death Eater will let him go because the Savior's brother is innocent, do you understand?"

Dumbledore said seriously.

But his throat was somewhat choked.

Representing the old man's reluctance.

Finally, he straightened his body and gently concluded: "And the reason the prophecy leaked, or rather, the reason they ended up like this... is you, Severus, it is you!"

"It is me..."

Snape sat on the ground, dejected.

"I don't mean to blame you; as long as a prophecy exists, there is no such thing as a wall that doesn't leak... I just want to say, be better to Harry.

I know you are angry, mostly because of Darren, but look at the scar on Harry's forehead... I hope you will be a little better to him...

He needs love, more love, the most beautiful love in the world... I hope you can..."

"I can't do it!"

Snape looked up and stared straight at Dumbledore.

"I know what you mean, Dumbledore; you want me to feel guilty, to be better to Harry Potter... but look at that face of his...

James Potter, the harm he caused me, have you ever cared?

The first time I saw Harry Potter, I even wanted to kill him!"