Chapter 66: Senior sister bought him a broomstick!!

Darren refused Harry's idea of buying him a broomstick; he really hadn't thought about wanting a broomstick of his own.

After all, even if it was bought, the school wouldn't allow first-year students to play with it, except for Harry.

But even for Harry, he had to fly with someone accompanying him.

And if he wanted to be like Harry, he had to get Snape to help him submit an application to Dumbledore to have a broomstick alone.

It was a pity.

Snape would probably think of James as soon as he saw him holding a broomstick.

It would be strange if he submitted an application for him.

He sighed.

A little bit disappointed.

Although he didn't want to join Quidditch, but~ he wanted to play with a broomstick!

This was a man's dream.

Although more men's dream was to step on a flying sword in the sky.

But this was also infinitely close to his dream!

To play with a broomstick, Darren followed Harry to the pitch for an afternoon.

No mission was triggered, and he could only play for a while after Harry finally finished training.

Not to mention being urged by Ron, he also had to listen to Wood and couldn't fly too high.

It made him depressed.

If he had known, he wouldn't have gone; if he had stayed in the common room, he might have triggered a mission!

Missions were much more important than broomsticks.

A miscalculation, a miscalculation!

After dark.

Darren dragged his feet back to Slytherin House.

There weren't many people in the common room.

It seemed they had all gone to sleep.

Darren sighed with regret; he had originally thought about returning to the common room to see if he could trigger a mission.

As a result, there was none.

Darren, who had been busy all day but got nothing, could only return to his dormitory with a heavy heart.

He swore he would definitely trigger a mission with a good reward tomorrow.

What's the difference between a person without a dream and a salted fish?

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Darren followed Cassandra and the others slowly to the Slytherin table.

Because he played too late the day before, he felt he needed to go back and catch up on sleep.

It was a pity that Slytherins had to eat together.

Depressing.

Cassandra looked at his listless expression and wanted to say something but stopped; however, in the end, she didn't say anything and lowered her head to eat her own food.

Darren didn't notice her expression at all.

He was eating; only after being full would he have the strength to go out and grind missions, right?

"Oh my god!"

"Whose is this?"

"Too terrifying!"

"Is Hogwarts crazy today?"

Darren was eating when he suddenly heard a burst of exclamations from the Ravenclaw table next to him.

Of course, the sounds from other houses were even louder.

He hurriedly raised his head and saw at least dozens of broomsticks being carried by owls, flying in from outside the Hogwarts Great Hall.

"Whose are these?"

Darren opened his eyes in shock.

After Harry Potter got a broomstick yesterday, had everyone gone crazy?

Did everyone buy broomsticks?

Sure enough, people are creatures of comparison.

He curled his lip.

However, for the sake of his persona, he regained his composure.

The money in his vault could buy dozens; would he envy this?

It was just that he remembered this scene wasn't in the original work?

Could it be that the author didn't write it?

Darren muttered in his heart, just thinking that he might as well buy one secretly, when he saw a broomstick flying toward him.

He looked at Harry in Gryffindor.

Harry nodded with a smile; clearly, this was bought for him by Harry.

Darren opened the package excitedly.

Inside was a beautiful broomstick, exactly the same as Harry's.

There was also a note on it.

It must have been written to him by Harry.

Why bother?

Since they were so close, he could just say it directly; why use a note?

Could it be some words of inner analysis?

Darren opened the note curiously and saw it written in elegant handwriting: Hope you can be a little happier.

Becky Greengrass.

Ah?

Sent to the wrong person?

Darren looked at Becky and saw Senior Sister Becky raising a glass of juice to signal him.

This...

Was it really bought by Senior Sister Becky?

Then what about the one Harry bought?

Darren looked up blankly and found that hundreds of owls were hovering above his head.

Because there was no place to land, they could only fly above Darren's head.

However, they were very orderly, holding broomsticks and waiting for Darren to open the packages.

After Darren finished reading Senior Sister Becky's note, other owls threw down the broomsticks they were holding.

Darren opened one and looked.

Inside the Nimbus 2000, there was still a note: You are like a little angel, don't be sad.

Hermione Granger.

Eh?

Is Hermione's family that rich?

Well, Hermione's family is definitely not poor.

He looked at Hermione and found Hermione blushing, using a book to cover her face.

Darren had to open another broomstick.

There was only a document on this one.

"Regarding Darren Potter being allowed to use a broomstick as an exception."

Who is this?

Darren looked toward the teachers' table and saw Snape's indifferent face. Well, if Snape didn't apply for him, how could he get the document?

He kept opening them until he finished eating.

Only then did Darren finish looking at these broomsticks.

A total of thirty-two broomsticks.

The colors and styles were all the same.

Slytherin House alone bought twenty-seven.

The remaining five: one was bought by Snape, one by Harry, one by Professor Flitwick, and one by Hermione.

The last one didn't have a name, so he just sent it back.

God, when did he become so popular?

After thanking everyone who bought him a broomstick one by one, he returned all the broomsticks, leaving only Harry's.

It was just that his heart was bleeding a little.

It was so expensive!