Chapter 692

Ron believed that Hermione had said before school started that she wouldn't let Crookshanks out, but now she had gone back on her word.

The two of them argued all day long.

They would trade barbs as soon as they met.

They had argued to the point where they even started pointing fingers at the reasons for Darren's previous anger.

Harry felt that all of this was extremely painful.

Everything had been fine before, so how did it turn into this? And, remembering Darren's words, he also felt extremely ashamed.

He couldn't manage to eat at the Slytherin table, nor could he manage to enter the Slytherin common room; he couldn't even manage to greet the Slytherin students.

Thinking of all this, Harry felt he was finished.

Darren would definitely never forgive him again.

He couldn't do any of the things Darren did for him; he was just like a selfish little brat, childish and ridiculous.

Furthermore, the reason he dared not look for Darren even more was Hagrid.

Hagrid was extremely depressed every day now.

Except for that very first class where Hagrid used the Hippogriffs.

In every class after that, Hagrid had been using Flobberworms to teach.

Making them feed the worms.

The Ministry of Magic still had no news.

They hadn't said they were firing Hagrid, nor had they said they were suing Hagrid; it was as if everything had been shelved.

Harry believed it was all because of Darren that Hagrid hadn't been sent to Azkaban.

But thinking that Darren had to be Malfoy's lackey every day made him unable to stay calm even when seeing Hagrid.

They had clearly told Hagrid to be cautious, but he always liked to keep those dangerous pets; in their second year, the spiders Hagrid kept almost ate them.

Fortunately, Darren used Fiendfyre in the nick of time, which allowed them to escape.

However, that had also planted a hidden danger, causing Darren to almost die in the Chamber of Secrets at the end of the year.

"Hagrid is always so unreliable!"

Ron looked at these worms with disgust.

This was too disgusting.

However, he was glared at fiercely by Hermione for saying these words.

"Hagrid was just reckless; you should still be thinking about how to manage to sit at the Slytherin table.

If you can't do it, Darren will likely cut ties with you.

Even if he breaks away from Malfoy's side, he won't come looking for you!"

Hermione said angrily.

"As if you could do it yourself!"

Ron retorted.

Bang!

Hermione smashed the basin holding the Flobberworms.

Harry hurriedly repaired the basin and put the Flobberworms back in.

"Hermione."

"Just because I can't do it either, that's why I'm so sad.

You guys always ignore it; you drove him away, and you act like nothing happened. Yesterday I sat at the Slytherin table, but they drove me away.

They said the Slytherin seats were just right and there was no room for me. Yes, I didn't succeed, but you guys didn't even try!"

Hermione pointed at Harry and Ron and scolded them angrily.

Harry and Ron's faces turned bright red.

Because they couldn't bring themselves to do it.

They were afraid of being mocked by the Slytherin students.

After all, they had always argued and fought with Slytherin students in the past.

Now to sit there, they couldn't summon the courage at all.

As for the Slytherin common room.

Snape absolutely forbade them from entering.

He stated that if they entered and he didn't discover them, that was one thing, but if they were discovered, he would definitely expel them.

Although they knew that other houses could enter the Slytherin common room before, the fact that they couldn't now was entirely because of Snape.

This was a rule Snape added to deliberately make things difficult for them.

If they rushed in.

And Snape happened to be sitting inside at the time.

Then it was very likely they would be expelled from school before they could even do the things Darren said.

But this was simply a vicious cycle!

However, they would definitely be able to think of a way.

Time passed day by day like this.

Early October.

Harry and the others started Quidditch training again.

Wood was full of expectations for them.

He hoped that in this final year, he could be the captain to win the Gryffindor Quidditch Cup.

However, on one of the days Harry was training, he saw Pachi.

Pachi's face was covered in tear stains.

It stood in front of Harry.

"In short, little master Harry, we are bankrupt... bankrupt?"

This was a very terrifying thing in the eyes of others.

However, after Harry inquired about the gold Galleons in the vault and learned that there were still about 500,000 gold Galleons left, he didn't care anymore.

Because these gold Galleons were enough for him and Darren to use.

"Fine, as long as there are enough Galleons to use, Darren and I aren't too extravagant. But don't tell Darren about this matter, because Darren will likely be sad."

Harry said nonchalantly.

Then he saw Pachi's painful eyes...

"The portrait of the Potter ancestral home said that after Pachi gives the message to master Harry and little master Darren, Pachi is to be expelled from the Potter family.

This is the letter from the Potter ancestral home portrait for little master Harry!"