Chapter 550: He must be rotten to the core!!
"My dear Mr. Weasley, where are you going?
Perhaps you could tell your poor Potions professor, so he knows where to find your corpses?"
Snape's mocking voice rang out.
Harry and Ron took a deep breath at the same time.
They knew they were definitely in trouble this time.
Even Darren.
He had used Fiendfyre.
Harry had heard Hermione say that the Ministry of Magic didn't allow it; would he be expelled?
"We, we, we wanted to come find Hagrid!"
Ron said stuttering.
He nudged Harry, trying to get Harry to agree with him.
Harry nodded quickly, trying hard to open his innocent eyes wide, attempting to make Snape believe him.
"Yes, Professor, we came to find Hagrid, he is our"
327 "friend, we heard he was taken by the Ministry of Magic, so we..."
Harry lied.
Although he felt that Snape might already know everything just by looking at his eyes.
However, he also felt that was just a thought born from his own guilty conscience.
How could there be someone who could see through others' thoughts?
But his words were interrupted by Darren before he could finish.
He said in a daze: "Professor, I used Fiendfyre, am I a scumbag? Am I going to Azkaban?"
【Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the mission, gaining the Improved Fiendfyre】
Improved Fiendfyre: Improved Fiendfyre so that it does not require malice to be used; extreme love and protection can also be used.
(Note: Integrating love and protection emotions into Fiendfyre makes it more fanatical.
This kind of Fiendfyre will not expand on a large scale, turning it into a controllable magic)
"You, you used Fiendfyre? Heavens, child, how could you possibly use it..."
Professor McGonagall covered her mouth in disbelief.
She seemed unable to understand what Darren was saying at all.
How could this child possibly use such a spell?
Her words made Darren's face even paler.
He almost subconsciously lowered his head, his eyes red as he gripped his wand.
"Professor, Darren did it to save us, those spiders were going to eat us!"
"Yes, Professor, I can testify, those spiders were Acromantulas.
They were crazy, saying that because we came to ask about the Chamber of Secrets, we wanted its life.
It had its descendants wrap us all up, ready to digest us directly!"
Harry and Ron explained anxiously.
Professor McGonagall still frowned.
She wasn't angry that Darren used Fiendfyre; she was just worried whether using Fiendfyre would affect the child's character.
Those Unforgivable Curses, even Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, generally wouldn't be allowed to use them.
Only in the darkest days did the Ministry of Magic set a precedent for Aurors to use Unforgivable Curses.
"Darren, do you feel okay?"
Professor McGonagall asked worriedly. Darren shook his head, raised his head bitterly, and said softly: "Professor, I feel fine... not a bit of discomfort.
But that is exactly what terrifies me, that I felt no discomfort at all after using such magic."
Darren said softly, and he threw his wand away dejectedly.
Clearly, he felt he was no longer worthy of using a wand.
"Send me to Azkaban! I suspect I am an evil person.
I did such a thing and felt no discomfort; perhaps I am what the books call a born bad seed!"
【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】
【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】
【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】
【Ding...】
Darren's words made everyone present feel like laughing and crying at the same time.
What is a born bad seed?
How could Darren be that kind of person?
He wouldn't even kill people who had committed heinous crimes; how could he be a demon?
However, what Darren said did indeed make all the professors vigilant.
How could one use such a spell without feeling any discomfort?
Was there something wrong with Darren's body?
Or did that spell affect Darren in some way?
Professor McGonagall frowned and picked up Darren's wand.
"Darren, I'll try *Priori Incantatem*..."
She said, and then a golden spell appeared before everyone's eyes.
Then everyone was a bit confused...
This is Fiendfyre?
Since when did Fiendfyre turn into this warm color?
"This is... this is indeed Fiendfyre, but it's different from ordinary Fiendfyre!"
Professor Flitwick looked at Darren's Fiendfyre, puzzled.
He felt extremely confused.
How could Darren possibly use such a strange Fiendfyre?
Darren's face was full of dejection, but he wanted to laugh inside.
Why? Of course, because he had the system forge it.
Otherwise, how could it have turned out like this?
Of course, he was still standing there with a pained expression.
Upon hearing the professors' discussion, he looked even more heartbroken.
Clearly, he felt he was guilty of heinous crimes.
Harry and Ron comforted him worriedly from the side.
They really felt there was no need for these professors to make such a big deal out of it. ===== CHAPTER 552 =====
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