Chapter 579: Nirvana with the Phoenix!!

Harry was streaming with tears.

In the Fiendfyre, he could see almost nothing and could only keep groping.

But he just couldn't find Darren.

He even suspected that Darren was already dead.

A dark curse?

Why?

People like Lockhart could survive, so why should his brother have to die for casting a dark curse for him?

"Darren, say something..."

Harry cried out.

But he suddenly stopped shouting.

Because a sound of music rang out from somewhere.

This sound was illusory and ethereal, mysterious and spiritual.

Listening to it made one suddenly full of strength.

Then Harry saw a beautiful phoenix appear before him.

Its beautiful wings flapped in the empty Chamber of Secrets, and then it rushed into the Fiendfyre; large, large tears fell from its eyes.

Harry was overcome with sorrow.

He seemed to understand something.

"He's dead, isn't he?"

He was almost instantly swallowed by the loss of his sanity.

His younger brother was dead, dead in the Fiendfyre Curse he had released himself.

Fawkes ignored him.

It was still trying hard to shed tears, hoping to make Darren better, but it discovered it was useless because the Fiendfyre was still constantly devouring Darren's body.

Just as it was in terror, a more beautiful phoenix rushed in.

Raging flames burned on its body, and then it pounced toward Darren.

Darren was instantly swallowed by this firelight.

Following that, the Fiendfyre in the Chamber of Secrets disappeared.

Harry saw that there was nothing left on the ground.

No Darren, no diary, no basilisk.

It was as if everything he had seen before was a dream.

Only Fawkes could make him feel a trace of reality.

However, this also meant that Darren was gone, didn't it?

"Impossible, impossible, I'm going to find Headmaster Dumbledore. How could Darren die?

I must have seen wrong, how could Darren bear to leave me?"

He said blankly, seeming to want to leave.

But Fawkes pecked at him excitedly.

Its expression was extremely happy.

Harry really wanted to lose his temper; he even wanted to kill this bird.

Why didn't it care about Darren?

Why could it still be so happy when Darren was gone?

But he immediately discovered something.

There was actually a tiny bit of firelight left on the ground.

Immediately after, a hairless... bird?

A particularly ugly bird, right?

And as this ugly bird appeared, a tiny baby appeared on the ground as well.

The baby's body gradually lengthened.

"Darren!"

Harry was extremely pleasantly surprised.

He pounced over.

He tentatively placed his hand on Darren's nose.

Alive!

A living Darren!

Fawkes rubbed against Darren happily.

Darren seemed to have been woken up by it.

He opened his eyes in a daze.

"Brother... am I dead?"

"No, you big fool, if you were dead, what would you have me do?"

Harry knelt by Darren's side, laughing and crying.

If he could, he really wanted to beat Darren up.

"By the way, I discovered it was this little... it was a phoenix just now, then it rushed in... and then the two of you were gone.

You only suddenly appeared just now... could it be that it saved you?"

Harry didn't mind that the bird was ugly at this moment.

He held up the little bird, expecting this fellow to say a few words.

But this fellow ignored him completely.

It insisted on fluttering in front of Darren, angrily nudging Darren's cheek with its little head.

It seemed extremely angry.

"Is it Carol?"

Darren asked, knowing the answer.

Just now, after he tricked Fawkes's tears, he had obtained an increase in Carol's bloodline concentration.

Then Carol rushed into the firelight, taking him with her to undergo nirvana.

Good heavens.

He was stunned.

He didn't expect that bloodline concentration enhancement would actually require nirvana.

And the most speechless part was.

When Carol underwent nirvana, she actually brought him along.

He had once thought he had been burned to death by Carol.

The system really had no bottom line!

Darren sighed.

"Oh, children, I hope you are well... bad people are killed, good people live on, isn't that the rule of life?"

Dumbledore's voice appeared before them.

Darren looked over in a hurry.

Then he discovered Dumbledore was sitting right next to Ginny.

He looked as if he had been sitting there the whole time.

Ginny's face already had color; with Tom Riddle's death, she was also gradually recovering.

Darren even suspected she could already open her eyes.

However, this girl probably didn't want to wake up right now; after all, it was too embarrassing.

"Oh, my dear Darren, you don't need to worry about Ginny; Ginny is already slowly recovering.

I think, compared to her, perhaps you should pay attention to yourself, for example, wearing a wizard robe?"

Dumbledore laughed... ===== CHAPTER 581 =====