Chapter 743: Save him!!

A cup, a shield, a string of shiny necklaces. Darren grabbed that small shield.

This thing was definitely useful.

Then he picked up Ravenclaw's diadem, and only then did he fly up.

At this moment, he heard a boom.

The exit was blocked.

Darren felt that if he didn't have the system, he might have been like the cannon fodder in movies who dies for a bit of money.

But he had the system.

Even so.

He had not yet prepared an example.

The Room of Requirement began to explode.

He saw Crabbe get blown into the air by a blast.

He grabbed Crabbe.

Then, clutching Crabbe, he rushed toward the door of the Room of Requirement.

It wasn't out of kindness; it was purely to have a human shield so he wouldn't get burned.

He used Crabbe to smash through the debris blocking the exit, then used Crabbe to shield his face as he charged out of the Room of Requirement.

Once he rushed out, he shifted Crabbe into a different position.

Pretending to cradle Crabbe in his arms.

Then he cried out with feigned worry: "Brother, Harry, someone help him, quickly, save him!"

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"He's dead."

Malfoy was the first to rush over.

Darren handed Crabbe to him.

In reality, he didn't think Crabbe could survive; after all, the guy was cooked through.

Malfoy looked at Crabbe and knew he was dead.

But he still looked at Darren with some concern.

Darren seemed somewhat dazed.

Finally, he covered his face.

"I should have been faster."

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Darren said with feigned bitterness.

Hermione walked over and took hold of his shoulder.

"It's okay, he's not worth it!"

"I know, I just have a hard time accepting it. Let's go! We need to go help!"

He stood up.

Then he looked at Malfoy. Malfoy took a step back.

Fearing they would take him along.

But none of them took him.

Darren said conflictedly: "You go back! Don't stay here, you'll die if you do!"

Malfoy covered his face and shook his head powerlessly.

"I can't leave yet, I still have things to do!"

"Suit yourself!"

Ron said with disgust.

He pulled Darren and walked outside.

"Don't talk to him anymore!"

Darren sighed.

Then he took out Ravenclaw's diadem.

Black liquid was oozing from Ravenclaw's diadem.

He forced a smile and said: "By sheer luck, Horcruxes are also afraid of Fiendfyre. We should be able to deal with the last Horcrux."

Harry and the others nodded.

Just as they were going downstairs, they saw Percy rushing up toward them.

The entire Weasley family was here.

Percy seemed to let out a breath.

"Great, I've found you. I'm a fool, a complete idiot! I'm back, and I'm never leaving again!"

The expressions of Fred and the others shifted from anger to amusement.

Suddenly they shouted: "You're still a big idiot!"

Percy nodded vigorously.

He had prepared himself for his family not to accept him.

But Fred and George suddenly hugged him.

"Welcome back, you big idiot!"

Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley also hugged Percy.

"I regretted it a long time ago, but I wasn't willing to give up. I thought I could be an undercover agent at the Ministry of Magic to help you."

"But I couldn't help with anything, and then I heard you were going to have a final battle. I begged Miss Astoria Greengrass to bring me here..."

His words were cut short.

An explosion sound came through.

Darren waved his wand, and a barrier blocked the area.

"Ah!"

Hermione shrieked.

Darren discovered a giant spider rushing toward them.

This wasn't an Acromantula, but just an ordinary spider that had grown large.

Hermione had been frightened.

Ron was also startled.

Darren blasted that spider apart.

Then he saw Lupin get knocked down by a Death Eater.

He waved his wand, and a Stupefy hit that Death Eater.

Lupin, who had been waiting for death, only then realized it was Darren.

Sirius, beside him, pulled him up.

Darren also used a blasting curse, nearly blowing up a Death Eater.

Tonks regained her senses and finished off that Death Eater completely.

Darren retracted his wand, and he called out seriously: "Go, let's go down and help."

He was the first to rush downward with his wand in hand.

But Hermione grabbed him.

"Darren, there's still one last Horcrux. Listen to me, the last Horcrux is the most important, stay calm!"

Darren seemed to come to his senses. Then he looked at Harry.

"Brother, hurry, quickly see what he is doing, see where Nagini is!"

Harry couldn't even bother to think about Darren being Voldemort's bloodline.

He had already forgotten.

He closed his eyes, following Darren's instructions, to spy on Voldemort's emotions.

It was very smooth.

Everything was like child's play; he saw the scene Voldemort was in.

Voldemort was standing in a dusty room, dilapidated and unusually familiar.

Harry remembered.

In his third year, Sirius had hidden here.

The Shrieking Shack.

Voldemort did not know Harry was spying.

"He thought coldly, Harry Potter couldn't possibly know about that room.

That room was like the Chamber of Secrets; no one could find it, it was his secret base.

"My Lord!"

A trembling and weak voice called out.

Voldemort turned back.

It was Lucius.

Lucius's face was pale, his voice trembling: "My Lord, my son Draco is still..."

"Enough, Lucius, I think I said, let him withdraw, but he didn't do so. Perhaps he has defected to Harry Potter!"

"No, my Lord, I beg you, it is impossible for him to defect to Harry Potter. At this moment, he should be following your instructions, protecting Darren Potter."

A feeling of mockery rose in Voldemort's heart.

"Protect? Darren Potter needs your son to protect him? It's good enough if your son doesn't drag him down!"

"But, but aren't you worried that Harry Potter will be killed by someone else?"

Lucius tried to persuade him again.

But this time, Voldemort lost his temper.

"Enough, if Potter is truly killed by someone else, then that is his fate!"

"Furthermore, he might even take the initiative to find me. As for your son, wait until tonight, when everything is settled, and you will know!"

"Get out, and by the way, send Snape in!"

Voldemort looked down at his own wand.

He only wanted to think about one thing now, and that was what exactly was going on with this wand?

Why did he feel that this wand didn't completely belong to him? He turned around and looked at a large snake.

"Nagini, we have no other choice!"

Harry snapped back to reality.

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