Chapter 408

With Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel, how could Darren lose?

Darren sat on the chair, and next to him were still those six students.

Directly in front was Fudge with the jury, and to the front right was the family seat.

Behind them all stood reporters, some of whom were holding large cameras, while others were holding a quill, dressed almost the same as Rita Skeeter.

But Darren recognized Rita Skeeter from among them in an instant.

It wasn't that this woman left a deep impression on him, but that he felt his Deathly Hallows Invisibility Cloak on her.

Good guy, did Rita Skeeter steal his Invisibility Cloak?

Darren's cat, Lezi, had been stealing the Deathly Hallows Invisibility Cloak and giving it to others every day for a period of time.

Darren didn't know at first.

He only found out about this because of Harry and the others.

Upon learning this, he decisively replaced Lezi with a simulation cat.

Of course, there were too many things happening during this time, so he didn't pay attention to who exactly the Invisibility Cloak was given to.

As for asking the system, he wasn't stupid enough to spend ten thousand Saint Father points.

And because Voldemort's diary came knocking these past few days, and he had caused such a big incident, he didn't pay attention to it anymore.

Who would have thought that the Invisibility Cloak would actually end up on Rita Skeeter.

Did Rita Skeeter steal his Invisibility Cloak, or did the person who stole his Invisibility Cloak disguise themselves as Rita Skeeter?

What was this for?

It wouldn't be to assassinate Dumbledore, would it?

Darren thought with a narrow mind.

But he immediately gave up these thoughts because Fudge had cleared his throat and started.

"Then we will start now... Conte, regarding the previous accusations, do you have anything else to say?"

Fudge looked at the one called Conte.

He didn't start with Darren today, perhaps afraid of others saying he was interrogating the victim first.

"Minister, I have decided to withdraw the previous accusations; what I said might have been too biased. Darren Potter should have just unintentionally let those Death Eaters go!"

The boy called Conte said, and gave Darren a fawning and flattering smile.

Darren became interested.

No way?

Are these people planning to play the victim?

After the first trial ended, all the previous accusations were withdrawn; if this got out, everyone would suspect he threatened them, right?

If Rita Skeeter herself were here, she could write a hundred thousand words of love and hate!

Darren curled his lips, watching them perform.

Sure enough, as Conte said this, the other few students also immediately withdrew their accusations, and then they all gave Darren fawning smiles.

The reporters behind were taking pictures frantically.

Darren found that some people on the field had already started to show suspicious expressions; if they waited a bit longer, maybe it could deepen the impression.

Daring to edit his persona?

Heh, actually comparing sneakiness with him?

【System, make all the footage into memory balls for me, kill them!】

【Ding, making a full version of the memory ball requires five thousand Saint Father points, do you want to make it?】

【Make it!】

Darren laughed.

Then he looked at these few people with sympathy.

No way, in order to clear his name and to get these few people into Azkaban, he could only make a sacrifice of five thousand Saint Father points.

But on the surface, he still showed a grateful expression.

Clearly, he seemed to really not have expected that these people would be willing to voluntarily withdraw their accusations.

"Thank you, thank you all..."

Darren said as if he were about to choke up.

【Ding, Saint Father Value +50】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +60】

【Ding, Saint Father Value +70】

【Ding...】

Darren, who had received the Saint Father points, was a bit excited.

What he had just spent, he had earned back.

Sure enough, leaving a Saint Father image for everyone would be better for farming Saint Father points; thinking this way, his expression became even more sincere.

Seeming to feel 'the beauty of this world', Darren even showed a long-lost smile.

Harry saw his smile and was almost about to cry.

Darren was always like this, remembering even the smallest bit of kindness from others firmly.

He wanted to say Darren was too easy to coax, but felt that as long as it made him smile, that was also fine.

And just when Harry was slightly relaxed, he suddenly heard a voice say in a mood-spoiling way: "Then, Darren Potter, now that the others have withdrawn their accusations, it's your turn to talk about why you didn't leave behind any Death Eaters?"

It was Fudge's voice.

Harry frowned.

He didn't quite understand, wasn't it normal for a child like Darren not to leave behind Death Eaters?

Why ask like this?

What was Fudge still doubting?

"I know there must be many people who find this question hard to understand, but please think about the memory balls that are widely circulated outside, think about the footage inside, what kind of strength does Darren Potter have?

For a period of time, he was chasing those Death Eaters, until those Death Eaters used other students as threats, they forced Darren Potter to retreat.

Then the question arises, after Darren resisted, why didn't he leave behind any Death Eaters?

I think this is an important situation, Darren must explain it clearly.

After all, the memory ball didn't give an answer to this question, it ended when Darren was preparing to counterattack."

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