Chapter 517

Becky's eyes were a bit swollen; it seemed she had been crying for a long time.

When she saw Darren, she immediately threw herself at him.

"Darren, how are you? Why are you injured? Was it those Death Eaters? And you..."

Becky asked a whole bunch of questions.

Darren opened his mouth, seemingly finally realizing something.

He looked down blankly at the wounds on his body, and then at the surrounding scene.

"I, I seem to have been in the dormitory before... how did I get here?"

He said hesitantly.

Then he suddenly held his head with his hand, seemingly in unbearable pain.

"I... why can't I remember..."

Darren said painfully.

Then, under Becky's worried gaze, he suddenly closed his eyes and collapsed into her arms.

"Darren!"

Becky was startled.

"Send him to the hospital wing first; I'm going to find Dumbledore. And give this to Madam Pomfrey!"

Snape took out a pile of potions.

Then he turned around, his robes billowing as he left.

"I don't know either... I was there when the Professor grabbed me. I only remember I wanted to finish the potion, who knew..."

Darren lay in the hospital wing, looking obediently at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore frowned.

"Headmaster, I think I might have been hit with an Obliviate spell. Of course, I also noticed I have Stupefy, Fiendfyre, Imperius Curse, Cruciatus Curse...

Those people should be Death Eaters. I don't know why they took me away; could it be for the potion that turns Squibs into wizards?

But I was about to finish it, why would they kidnap me to make it?"

He said this with confusion, and even counted the wounds on his body.

He was as serious as if he were in class.

"If this were Potions class, Potter, I might give you +2 points for your explanation, but this is not class, and you don't need to count there!"

Snape said with some annoyance.

This child was already in such a state, yet he was still foolishly counting his wounds here.

Truly worthy of being a Potter...

Snape cursed out of habit.

Suddenly remembering that this silly child was his, he didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh.

However, he immediately thought that Dumbledore was still here.

The warmth that had almost been revealed just now was immediately tucked away completely.

"Alright, Severus, don't be so harsh on this child... he is still just a child..."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

Darren also followed with a smile.

He just curled his lip in his heart.

Old Dumbledore's double standards really weren't just a one-day thing!