Chapter 376

Darren didn't wake up until the third day he stayed at St. Mungo's.

Snape's potion was simply not meant for humans to drink.

He suspected that guy added a small amount of healing potion to the sleeping pills every time, which was why he would sleep for a long time every time he finished drinking the potion.

However, waking up from a sleep was indeed much more comfortable.

The injuries disguised by the system on his body had all disappeared.

"Hello, I am an investigator from the Ministry of Magic, Nymphadora Tonks.

The Minister asked me to conduct a brief interrogation for you; I hope you can truthfully inform us of the situation that occurred at the time.

And there will be a court inquiry tomorrow; I hope you can be prepared."

Hmm?

Hadn't those few students been interrogated?

Did the truth still need to be asked of him, a poor student who had just been seriously injured?

However, he immediately remembered the conflict between Fudge and Dumbledore in the original work.

He originally thought Fudge wouldn't have a big falling out with Dumbledore until Dumbledore announced Voldemort's return.

He didn't expect that just the appearance of Death Eaters would make Fudge start suspecting that Dumbledore was trying to strike at his authority.

Of course, it wasn't that serious yet.

It might be because this matter happened at Hogwarts, and Fudge didn't quite believe Dumbledore was willing to have a murder case happen at Hogwarts.

But in order to strike at Dumbledore at all times, he might have set his sights on him, this little Saint-Father.

Damn!

Darren cursed inwardly.

Truly, the kind are bullied by others.

If he were really a little Saint-Father, he would be bullied to death by these people.

Going to court, and not letting Dumbledore get close to him beforehand.

If the original owner were staying here, he might have had a worse time than Harry's first interrogation.

After all, Harry had the Savior's halo.

The original owner was at most the Savior's brother.

Of course, these were all assumptions.

After all, if the original owner were here, he wouldn't have been able to cause such a thing.

This kind of thing was only something he could do.

Darren curled his lips, but he immediately suppressed this expression of his.

Tonks was still waiting for his answer.

He pretended to sit up with difficulty, and then said with a pale face, "The situation at the time... Death Eaters attacked me and my classmates; later I was no match for them and let them leave; it was all my fault."

【Ding, Saint-Father value +50】

"Just that much?"

Tonks was stunned.

Her hair turned blue.

Darren remembered this girl was a Metamorphmagus, seemingly able to change her appearance at will.

She was also Lupin's future wife, who died in the final battle.

This ability was quite interesting. "I am a Metamorphmagus, so I can change my hair color at will, and I can also turn into other things."

Tonks saw Darren staring at her hair and interestingly explained it to Darren.

She was most proud of her ability.

"Great ability, and very beautiful!"

Darren praised without stint.

But his expression was still somewhat heavy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth wasn't that sincere, but more bitter.

"Miss Tonks, can you let me go and see... my classmates? It was all because I didn't protect them well; if only I were a little stronger..."

He tried his best to make himself smile, but his eyes still turned red.

【Ding, Saint-Father value +100】

Tonks panicked; she had never seen such a scene.

Especially thinking of the experiences those Slytherins had told, they tried every way to blame all the mistakes on this child.

And when he woke up, not only did he not speak ill of those students, but he painfully felt that the deaths of those students were because he was too weak.

"Don't be like this... this is normal; people die in every battle... Sorry, sorry, I'll go out for a moment, you calm down well..."

Tonks hurriedly left the ward.

Her face was filled with apology.

Who could have thought that after she said that, the boy actually covered his face with his hands.

Clearly, he was truly too sad.

He was very likely crying...

"Interrogation finished so quickly?"

A colleague outside, Yali, asked curiously.