Chapter 400

But Darren's state is not right.

If he accepts those accusations, in order to save his reputation, they can only use Veritaserum.

Harry had asked if that memory orb couldn't be used as evidence.

But Mr. Weasley told him directly that memory orbs can also be forged; wizards have ways to do that.

Although they all felt the memory orb was real.

But memory orbs are not used as evidence in trials.

And playing the images from the memory orb in front of Darren again would be too cruel for him.

Those scenes, even some adults wouldn't want to watch a second time.

It simply makes one's heart ache.

Harry almost listened to those images with his eyes closed.

He didn't dare to watch; watching it once made him feel it was all his fault, that it was all because of him that Darren suffered this torture.

If Darren weren't his brother, how could he have suffered such harm?

Harry's eyes turned red.

He looked at Darren, who was staring blankly at him, and suddenly felt a sense of desperation in his heart: "You are not allowed to take those accusations upon yourself anymore; if you do such a stupid thing again, I will... I will hurt myself!"

Harry used his wand to cast a damage spell on his own arm, and blood began to flow out.

"Brother!"

"Go to the hospital wing quickly..."

"I was wrong, brother, don't hurt yourself anymore... hurry, healing spell... I won't do that again..."

【Ding, Saint Father points +100】

【Ding, Saint Father points +100】

【Ding, Saint Father points +100】

【Ding...】

Listening to Darren's promise, Harry's angry expression suddenly turned into happiness.

"That's a deal!"

He picked up a bottle of potion somewhat smugly and poured it on the wound.

"No need for a healing spell, I just swiped a bottle of potion from Madam Pomfrey's hospital wing, it's said the ingredients are very precious, look, it's already all healed!"

Harry showed his arm to the anxious Darren.

It was already clean.

"Brother, how can you hurt yourself like this? Didn't you promise me not to be reckless?"

【Ding, Saint Father points +90】

【Ding, Saint Father points +80】

【Ding, Saint Father points +80】

【Ding...】

The Saint Father points this time were not full.

Clearly, what Darren said didn't completely move them.

Hermione looked at him helplessly.

"You're calling Harry reckless, you're the reckless one...

Flint told you to go to the Black Lake, and you went to the Black Lake; aren't you worried Flint would kill you?

You should have found us at the time and told us, we could have discussed it together!"

"I'm sorry, I made you worry..."

Darren put on a guilty expression.

【Ding, Saint Father points +100】

【Ding, Saint Father points +100】

【Ding, Saint Father points +100】

【Ding...】

"Oh, Darren, I'm not blaming you, you're too kind, so you can never imagine what kind of bad things those people can do...

Alright, let's not talk about this, I brought you food; you haven't eaten anything since you came back, right?"

Hermione pulled two beef patties and a few grilled sausages from her pocket; she had brought them specifically.

"Right, there's also this!"

Hermione took another letter from her pocket and handed it to Darren.

Darren saw it was written: Sender: Cornelius Fudge.

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