Chapter 578

"Brother..."

Darren called out to Harry in a soft voice.

Harry looked at his expression in astonishment.

He was a bit bewildered.

He didn't know why Darren's expression had changed so suddenly.

They were about to kill Voldemort, so why wasn't Darren happy?

But even without knowing, Harry tried his best to comfort Darren, saying: "It's okay, don't be afraid. This is just a memory of Voldemort, not him in person. Darren, you don't count as having killed anyone!"

He thought Darren was like this because he was worried about killing someone.

Yet he felt this was excellent.

Voldemort had murdered their parents; they were avenging their parents, and there was not the slightest error in that.

Darren shook his head.

"Brother, killing him, I'm not afraid at all.

Because he killed Mom and Dad, he still wanted to kill you, and he insulted Dumbledore. I'm just..."

Darren shook his head bitterly.

Then he continued: "I just feel like I've lost face for you, Brother."

Professor Lockhart said there is no improved version of the Fiendfyre Curse, and he had never heard of any dark curse cast using love and protection; actually, I haven't heard of it either.

I know... that was something the professors made up just to comfort me. Darren said this, and he looked even paler.

His eyes were extremely desperate.

"So, Brother, having a younger brother like me actually really affects you.

Professor Lockhart threatened me, telling me I must be obedient, or else he would tell others about me using the Fiendfyre Curse.

Letting your reputation be damaged, Brother, letting everyone know that Harry Potter's brother would actually do such a thing."

"So, that's why you came here with him, right?

I knew it, how could you be so silly as to actually bring him to find the Chamber of Secrets? He threatened you, didn't he?"

Harry was furious.

Why did he drag Lockhart away just now?

He should have just left Lockhart there.

He remembered the strike the basilisk made from the top of the Chamber, it seemed to be right where Darren and Lockhart had been staying.

If he hadn't dragged Lockhart away, that bastard Lockhart might have been smashed to death directly.

He actually threatened Darren. Darren was timid to begin with, and being threatened like this by him, no wonder he was this sad.

Too vicious!

"Darren, don't listen to him. I heard those professors say it myself before, your Fiendfyre Curse is different from theirs.

Yours isn't a dark curse; you released it using the emotions of love and protection!"

Harry said proudly.

How could his younger brother be a bad person?

So many professors said so, how could it be a dark curse?

"Brother... the professors are only biased toward me, that's why they say that."

After all, if I really didn't use a dark curse, why didn't Professor McGonagall or Professor Snape think of it at the beginning?

Instead, they waited for quite a while before Professor Lawrence figured it out?

They only cherish me; I cannot act recklessly just because of their cherishing.

Darren said these words in despair, and he spoke very fluently.

Clearly, he had been holding this doubt in his heart for a long time.

Otherwise, how could he have agreed the moment Lockhart brought it up?

Because he also felt he was a bad person.

"And, not just before, even just now, I used the Fiendfyre Curse.

Brother, look at this flame... where does it look like a normal spell? It burns and can even kill Voldemort.

Why is it not a dark curse?"

Darren gave a bitter laugh.

Harry felt his brain was in a mess.

He had actually been persuaded by Darren as well.

Could it be that the professors were really only saying that because they were biased toward Darren?

He hadn't refuted it before only because those were the words of professors.

Now that he thought about it, could it really be the professors' worry for Darren that made them say that?

Actually, if it were him, he probably would have said the same thing. Who would want to watch those emerald-green eyes of Darren's be stained with despair?

His guilty conscience was seen by Darren.

Darren lowered his head with red eyes.

"Darren, don't be afraid. So what if you used a dark curse?

I don't care. What does it matter if Harry Potter's brother uses a dark curse?

If they have the ability, let them scold me. Brother will protect you; all those Ministry of Magic regulations can go to hell!"

Harry said indignantly.

He tried hard to comfort Darren.

Darren kept his head down and shook it.

Finally, he said gloomily: "I'm sorry, Brother, I can't let you face those things, so..."

Darren suddenly laughed softly.

He continued: "So, Brother, you don't have to tell others you have a brother like me in the future; it's too embarrassing.

I shouldn't have appeared anyway; I'm just a jinx who always brings trouble to others."

"You're not, Darren, you're not!"

Harry seemed to have sensed something.

He tried hard to comfort Darren.

But Darren had already stepped into the Fiendfyre in one stride.

The Fiendfyre swallowed him almost instantly.

Harry rushed in without a second thought.

Yet, that seemingly raging Fiendfyre did not harm him in the slightest.

Darren's voice rang out from inside again. He seemed to be in some pain, but he still said with a smile: "Brother, you can't be harmed... the professors, *cough*, this probably has to be...

still very good.

*Cough, cough*, my Fiendfyre Curse, *cough, cough*, really seems... not to harm others..."

His voice was extremely joyful.

As if he had wanted to do this for a long time.

Just listening to Darren's words, Harry was extremely worried.

Because Darren was already weak and breathless.

Darren coughed incessantly, his voice growing lower and lower.

"Darren, where are you? Darren, speak up quickly!"

Harry searched for Darren's figure in the Fiendfyre anxiously.

Because of the characteristic that the Fiendfyre would not harm him, he searched for Darren even more recklessly.

However, as he searched, Darren's voice gradually disappeared; it seemed he could no longer speak.

"Darren, make a sound quickly! Tell me where you are!"

"Darren!"

"Is there any professor here? Please, save Darren!"

"Where is Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"Darren, where exactly are you?" ===== CHAPTER 580 =====