Chapter 734: The bloodline of a great enemy!!

Harry leaned in to examine the face of the Hog's Head Inn owner.

Trying to see through the wire-like hair and his beard to see what he actually looked like.

But in the end, he only saw his blue eyes under those glasses.

"He is Aberforth!"

Darren said flatly after taking a sip of lemonade.

"He was also the one who notified Dobby, and Dobby found me, so I was able to call Dobby to save you."

Aberforth was noncommittal.

"I like that elf very much."

Harry looked at him curiously.

"How did you get that mirror shard?"

"Of course it was given by your brother; he seemed to feel that you would encounter difficulties sooner or later, so he gave me the other half of the two-way mirror; you should ask him directly for the specific details."

Harry froze.

He didn't dare to look into Darren's eyes.

He remembered again that Darren had Voldemort's bloodline.

He knew very well in his heart that everything Darren did was for his own good.

He also loved Darren.

They were indeed born of the same mother.

But Darren had Voldemort's bloodline.

He was afraid to let Darren know about this topic; in fact, he didn't want to know either. This left a threshold in his heart that he couldn't cross.

Darren seemed to feel his rejection as well.

His complexion wasn't very good.

He showed some grievance, but he still obediently changed the subject.

"Do you have anything to eat here?"

He said softly.

Harry and the others only then realized that their stomachs were hungry too.

Aberforth snorted.

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"Eat, don't say I starved you!"

He placed the tray in front of Darren.

Darren tried to pass a plate to Harry, but Harry gave that plate to Ron.

Darren sighed deeply.

Alright!

He guessed as much.

It was probably that Voldemort finally let Harry know about his situation.

After all, in a fit of rage, one really might not be able to hold back from thinking.

He pretended to be lonely and picked up his sandwich; the taste was still not bad.

But he missed Ginny's cooking, missed the food at Hogwarts, missed the dinner Dobby brought him.

Sigh!

He sighed again. And took another bite.

Hermione looked at him with concern.

"Darren?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little sleepy."

Darren said with a smile.

He coaxed Hermione to eat and stopped sighing.

Aberforth snorted again at this time.

He leaned on the recliner, watching Darren in a daze.

When he saw Darren was full, he took away everyone's plates.

At that time, Harry was still dealing with a steak, but the steak was confiscated.

"Alright, you don't need to eat too full at night, tell me, what are you doing here tonight?"

Aberforth asked noncommittally.

"We have some things to handle, we must go to Hogwarts; do you have a way for us to enter Hogwarts?"

Ever since Dobby took me away from Hogwarts last time, he could never get into Hogwarts again; I think you might have a channel."

Darren asked tentatively, pretending to be nervous.

Aberforth raised an eyebrow.

"Don't be stupid, why go back to Hogwarts at this time? To bring these three dead weights, and then be left at Hogwarts to be tortured?"

Darren hurriedly said, "No, no, I wasn't tortured..."

He looked at Harry with some worry, seemingly feeling that Harry would be sad, but Harry said nothing.

Expressionless.

He didn't seem to feel that Darren staying at Hogwarts was suffering.

Darren had a headache.

He knew that if Harry and the others found out about Voldemort's bloodline, there would definitely be some problems.

But the problem wasn't big.

He could handle it.

There was no problem that was so important in the face of life and death.

And he possessed the bloodlines of so many people, averaging it out, it was just that.

Of course, on the surface, he still showed a puzzled expression. He seemed a bit confused as to why Harry had become like this.

He shook his head.

Pretending to be uncomfortable, but trying to make himself understand the current environment.

So he continued to look at Aberforth and said, "You really need to help us think of a way, we really have to go to Hogwarts, this is Headmaster Dumbledore's..."

"Enough, enough, child, don't mention my brother, he is not as good as you see at all."

You think he is a perfect person, but the real him, if you knew, you would definitely think he is truly cold-blooded!"

Aberforth said angrily.

Hermione hurriedly asked, "Then, are Rita Skeeter's words in the Daily Prophet true or false?"

Aberforth looked at her, and then looked at Darren.

He smiled, and then placed his gaze on a portrait in the corner.

It was a girl.

The girl's gaze was on Darren.

When Darren looked over, she showed a cute smile.

"Brother, a part of me is in this little brother!"

Aberforth nodded.

He looked at Darren somewhat cruelly and said, "Just as my sister said, a part of her is in you.

You should know what this means, right? Why do you think my brother was good to you?

It was entirely because of Ariana; he has always been trying to find a way to bring Ariana back to life.

But the currently known way to bring a soul back to life is for Ariana to occupy your body.

You stupid child, do you think Albus was really good to you?

He has never been good to anyone; listen to me, child, what you should do now is leave.

My sister will not occupy your body, and my brother is already dead.

You can live your own life; your life is not just Harry Potter and my brother!"

Aberforth said angrily.

Darren looked at him for a long while, and he said softly, "Sorry, I believe in him!"

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Harry opened his mouth.

But said nothing.

Harry also saw Aberforth look at him.

He knew that his unnaturalness just now couldn't be hidden from this old man.

But... no one knew how painful he was when he found out about Darren's Voldemort bloodline!

He still loved Darren, but he didn't want to and didn't dare to see Darren again! His twin brother... was actually the bloodline of his great enemy!

Of course, now was not the time to discuss these things.

Harry thought that the more important thing for them now was that they needed to enter Hogwarts as soon as possible.

He thought with fury that he should kill Voldemort.

He wanted to kill Voldemort more than ever before.

Darren should be thinking the same.

But Aberforth didn't want them to think that way.

He seemed unable to hold it in anymore.

He finally spat out everything...