Chapter 329

Filch looked at Darren and Harry with a fierce expression. Darren shrank back a step.

But immediately took another step forward to block Harry. He said with a tremble: "Mr. Filch, what I said is absolutely the truth, I can swear.

If the voice I heard is fake, then let me return to that orphanage, or let me be killed by Voldemort!"

The voice must be real. So the oath is definitely correct.

Anyway, Darren isn't swearing that everything he says is true.

"Heh, anyone can swear!"

Filch couldn't help but say.

But clearly, he was no longer as aggressive as before.

"Alright, Filch, if you've finished your nonsense.

Then you should know that Dumbledore and many professors are sitting here, and everyone has the ability to discern...

Perhaps we should listen to Potter and the others continue, even if it's something they made up!"

Snape said, dragging out his tone.

"Thank you for being willing to believe me, Professor Snape!"

Darren looked at Snape with gratitude.

Snape was a bit annoyed; he had already spoken like that, why would this little brat still thank him?

What a stupid little brat!

Seeing someone believe him, Darren smiled gently. His smile had no gloom, still as bright as sunshine. Snape hummed.

He didn't want to look at this little brat anymore.

Darren then obediently continued: "Just at the feast, I was very sad because my brother didn't take me to the Deathday Party..."

Harry sighed.

Originally, when he and Hermione were blocked in the corridor, he was still rejoicing that he hadn't brought Darren Potter.

Otherwise, he would have implicated Darren too; who knew Darren would come out on his own.

Darren looked at Harry's expression, lowered his head in guilt, and continued: "When I was at the feast, I suddenly heard that voice say it was hungry..."

"I was too worried; I didn't know what it was, but it was hungry... perhaps it was a giant beast, and it was very likely to eat students.

So I decided to follow it and find its tracks... because I solved a troll in my first year, I thought I could do it..."

Snape hummed.

"A little brat even more reckless than a Gryffindor!"

Darren felt even more guilty, his green eyes filled with mist. However, seeing that everyone was waiting, he still said obediently: "I followed it to the basement bathroom, wanting to find its tracks, but I didn't find them...

I could only feel that it was still there, so I guarded the bathroom...

I don't know how long it was, but it suddenly ran away again; I don't know where it ran from, it just suddenly ran away...

I also followed it and left, listening for its voice everywhere to find it, and when I thought I had found it.

I saw my brother, Ron, and Hermione... I almost thought they had been attacked..."

【Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Basilisk's Gaze】 Basilisk's Gaze: Immune to the Basilisk's eyes.

(The Basilisk, which had been underground, was awakened by someone, but it discovered that the person was not its master.

And while it was running around, it discovered its little master.)

"Is that all?"

Before Darren could look at the reward carefully, he heard Dumbledore's question. He nodded seriously, indicating that he hadn't missed a single point.

Only he still said with some guilt: "Actually, when I saw Mrs. Norris, I was really quite sorry.

Because Mrs. Norris must have been hurt by the owner of that voice; I should have told the professors sooner..."

Darren's eyes turned red.

Filch turned his gaze away, unable to bear it.

Actually, after entering Dumbledore's office, he understood that it definitely wasn't Darren.

Darren couldn't do such a thing.

But who else was there on the scene?

His cat, the only cat that accompanied him; he had thought just now that it was truly dead.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Filch!"

Darren bowed deeply to Filch to apologize. Filch's eyes turned red.

He turned away, choking, not wanting to face Darren. Harry spat softly on the side.

This Filch was aggressive just now, and now that he knew he had wronged Darren, he didn't apologize, and even turned away; it serves him right that his cat had an accident!

He thought gloatingly, but in the blink of an eye, he encountered Snape's gaze again. As soon as he saw Snape's gaze, Harry knew it was going to be bad.

Because Snape showed him a smile. It was a greasy, disgusting smile.

Harry guessed by intuition that this old guy might want to find trouble for him!

PS: Don't worry about the protagonist's Voldemort bloodline being exposed; the author will have arrangements later.

Even if Voldemort's bloodline is exposed, there won't be any painful points. Trust the author's level, and come with the author to experience Darren's life at Hogwarts.