Chapter 364: Uneasy Madam Pomfrey!!

Of course, besides these, Darren himself became covered in scars.

These wounds looked horrific.

But they were all forged.

Darren poked them gently; they didn't hurt.

The blood looked like real blood, and the wounds looked like real wounds, but Darren knew these were all forged by the system.

Besides this, he forged a bunch of memories in the heads of those who were still alive.

Roughly that a group of Death Eaters came up with a way to enter Hogwarts through some methods.

Flint and the others colluded with the Death Eaters to force him, this poor little thing, to come here, preparing to catch him to lure Harry Potter out.

Who knew that a conflict arose among them, and they killed each other.

And Darren returned good for evil, stubbornly blocking in front of them, fighting with those people.

To the point of being covered in scars.

But there were too many of those people, and Darren's strength couldn't be maintained for a long time, causing him not to protect those who died.

But he also fought hard despite his injuries and used large-scale lethal magic.

It's just that perhaps Darren's strength was insufficient at the end, and that magic didn't hurt those people much.

However, they were considered lucky; this lethal magic destroyed their layout, causing them to be driven out of Hogwarts.

As for where the Death Eaters came from, Darren naturally didn't know.

He was just a poor, innocent little Saint Father; how would he know about such cruel things?

The Forgery Card even changed the magic that Darren's wand had cast.

This time, they were all righteous magic.

Even the last large-scale lethal magic was magic allowed to be used in the magical world.

After doing all this, Darren held his wand tightly in his hand, then lay on the ground, making himself look like he was dying from serious injuries.

Behind him were corpses and living people.

But no one else's wounds were as serious as his.

He didn't believe that in such a scene, anyone would doubt his Saint Father persona tomorrow.

Of course, he decided to take a nap.

Tomorrow, let those few Slytherin students wake up first; he thought Snape and Dumbledore would definitely interrogate them.

After the interrogation was finished, he would wake up again.

By the way, he also cast expulsion spells, concealment spells, and confusion spells here through the Forgery Card… it would take a wizard discovering that this place was different before they could find them.

Hopefully it won't be too late.

Sunday morning, past five o'clock.

Harry opened his eyes.

His arm had already fully grown back.

He sat up and quietly looked at Colin's bed.

Colin was still lying there stiffly.

He was holding a camera in his hand, and a burnt smell wafted from the camera.

Colin was a first-year student who had just entered the school this year.

He was Harry's little fanboy.

Every time he saw Harry, he would ask to take pictures of him.

So yesterday, in the middle of the night, he might have come over to take pictures of Harry as a memento because Harry had his arm bones extracted by Lockhart.

Who knew why he was petrified just like Mrs. Norris. Harry was fed up.

He was chased and beaten by a Bludger during Quidditch yesterday, and later had his arm bones extracted by the unreliable Lockhart.

He even saw that house-elf named Dobby in the middle of the night.

It said it was the one who closed Platform 9 and 3/4.

It also said the Bludger was its doing. ===== CHAPTER 366 =====