Chapter 754

On the playground, Voldemort was standing there with the Death Eaters.

The castle was silent.

Not a single person spoke.

Voldemort didn’t care.

He looked at Hagrid and said: “Come over, stand at the very front, I want everyone to see!”

Darren opened his eyes a slit.

He saw that Nagini had already been released from the cage by Voldemort.

Hagrid sobbed loudly.

He hugged Darren silently and stood at the very front.

Darren didn’t intend to kill Nagini now, after all, Voldemort was right here.

Voldemort didn’t even look at his face, probably because he was still on guard against him.

Worried that he was pretending to be dead.

So he was also waiting for Harry to come over.

The Death Eaters were still moving forward, they should be very close to the castle.

And many footsteps could be heard inside the castle.

Finally.

It was Harry’s voice.

He stood there with a pale face.

He saw Darren being held in Hagrid’s arms.

This time it made him understand even more than the last time he saw Darren fall into the veil with his own eyes.

Darren was dead.

He would never pay attention to him again.

He had finally completely lost this younger brother.

“No!”

Professor McGonagall shouted painfully.

The cry was like weeping blood.

Then came the sound of Bellatrix’s wild laughter.

Harry laughed miserably.

He stumbled toward the outside.

At this time, Voldemort was mocking: “Quiet, it’s over, he is already dead, Harry Potter…”

His voice stopped.

Because he saw Harry walking out of the castle.

He said subconsciously: “Darren? You disguised yourself as Harry Potter…”

Harry almost wanted to laugh out loud.

He laughed embarrassedly and said: “You could think of him disguising himself as me, why didn’t you take a closer look at him?”

Voldemort turned his head abruptly to look.

He saw Hagrid placing Darren, who had restored his own face, on the ground.

For a moment, he didn’t know what day it was.

He couldn’t even tell where he was.

He once thought Darren was just an accessory, a work of his that was still considered outstanding.

But when this work disappeared, he felt that he was actually in pain.

“Accio Sorting Hat!”

Harry shouted.

The Sorting Hat flew out of the castle.

Harry smiled and put on the hat, smoother than ever before.

The Sword of Gryffindor fell into his hands.

He drew the sword, and while Voldemort was still in disbelief, he cut off Nagini’s neck with one stroke.

Then he lay on the ground, laughing and crying crazily.

“Darren!”

Someone rushed in from outside the castle.

There were many, many people.

No one cared anymore whether they would fight or not.

But the screaming kept ringing out.

Darren originally intended to stand up, but he immediately sensed the aura of Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Good guy.

He was risking his life here, and these two were together enjoying the romance.

So he remained motionless, waiting to see what tricks Dumbledore and the others would pull.

After all, he was already dead, they wouldn’t still want him to work, right? And…

A thought arose in Darren’s heart.

Perhaps, he should take this opportunity to confirm his relationship with his many girlfriends; Darren’s eyes turned, and he immediately bought a transformation card.

Hmm, when Dumbledore appears, use it on Dumbledore…

“Hagrid, give Darren to me, give Darren to me, don’t let anyone step on him!”

Someone shouted loudly.

Harry finally reacted. He just climbed up from the ground. He wanted to go to Hagrid’s side. But fighting had broken out all around.

Voldemort was still standing in place.

It seemed he couldn’t accept this fact either.

Finally.

A crystal-clear teardrop fell from Voldemort’s snake eyes.

“It seems, Tom, you finally know what love is, right?”

Dumbledore’s voice rang out.

Harry raised his head abruptly.

He saw Dumbledore and Grindelwald both standing in front of Voldemort; the scene erupted in gasps and cheers.

After all, Dumbledore and Grindelwald should both be dead.

But they were standing here safe and sound.

“Why aren’t you dead? Do you have Horcruxes too?”

Voldemort finally looked at Dumbledore solemnly.

He gripped his wand tightly.

Then he glanced at Darren.

He retreated to Hagrid’s side, looking coldly at Dumbledore.

“Since we have all used Dark Magic, Dumbledore, you are no nobler than me. Lord Voldemort is not willing to argue with you, just let Lord Voldemort take away his own bloodline…”

Voldemort said hesitantly.

Dumbledore laughed.

“After learning that Darren had your bloodline, I was indeed stunned at the time.

But after our investigation during this period, we discovered that Darren has your bloodline, he also has Lucius’s bloodline, and also Narcissa’s bloodline.

And many Death Eaters’ bloodlines, of course, also my and Grindelwald’s bloodlines, and even Snape’s bloodline…”

“However, it’s just that our bloodlines are a bit more numerous, other people’s bloodlines are very thin, very thin…”

Dumbledore explained with a smile.

This left many people stunned.

Because they didn’t know at all that Darren actually had so many people’s bloodlines.

Even Voldemort was shocked.

“He, how could he…”

“It’s very obvious, at that time, after Lily was tortured by you, the child in her stomach was urgently lacking magic power.

Perhaps it was Harry’s problem, some of his abilities… in order to obtain magic power, Harry tried his best to absorb the magic power and bloodlines of everyone around him…”

When he absorbed a lot, he thought it was too much, so he expelled the excess bloodlines and magic power.

Those things shouldn’t have developed into a child in Lily’s stomach.

But when Severus was saving Lily, one of his potions or spells took effect, and those things formed a fetus.

This is the magic of magic.

So, if you insist on saying that Darren possesses your bloodline, that is also possible, but Darren is obviously not your child.

He could also be my and Grindelwald’s child, and could also be Severus’s child, and could also be Remus’s child…”

Dumbledore said up to here.

Sirius looked at Lupin in shock.

Lupin covered his face fiercely.

Despair still remained on his face.

He said sorrowfully: “Now saying anything is useless, he is already dead… that child is gone…”

Many people closed their eyes bitterly. Even if it were so, what of it? That child was already dead.

He would never come back.

Dumbledore didn’t explain.

He just looked at Voldemort and continued: “Having explained Darren’s bloodline, then let’s explain the problem between Gellert and me.

When we learned that you were about to return, we prepared this scene.

We had to make you even more rampant, make you think we were dead, so you could be even more unscrupulous in doing some crazy things.

It could also let Harry and Darren and the others work hard to destroy your Horcruxes.

So, we faked our deaths for so long.

We have been observing your situation during this time.

Until today, it was finally time for us to appear.”

Dumbledore smiled gently.

Harry, however, didn’t find it funny at all.

He only found it ridiculous.

Dumbledore knew everything!

He covered his face sorrowfully and walked toward Darren with heavy steps. He knew Dumbledore was here, he didn’t need to worry anymore.

All Horcruxes were destroyed.

And what he could do was return to Darren’s side…

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