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Chapter 768

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However, his thoughts were naturally known to no one.

Malfoy raised his broom at him triumphantly.

Then he followed the Slytherin team and walked toward the Quidditch pitch.

When Darren arrived at the Quidditch pitch, it was already full of people.

Cassandra glanced at him, then gave up the seat closest to the stands. Darren nodded somewhat embarrassedly.

At the beginning of the term, he and Cassandra had a falling out. His reason was to avoid causing trouble for Cassandra.

In order to implement this reason thoroughly.

For this semester, he didn't talk to Cassandra much.

Of course, Cassandra didn't talk to him much either.

However, she would still protect him or save him a seat.

So Darren would always show some guilty and embarrassed expressions toward her.

After all, he still had to do things that fit his persona.

Speaking of persona.

Darren immediately showed a nervous expression.

He took out the wand from his bosom.

Every time Harry played, he would do this.

After all, Harry always had a hard time when playing, which was also a good time for him to brush Saint Father Value.

When Darren took out the Saint Father Value, he gained quite a bit of Saint Father Value.

Darren guessed that if Harry fell down again at this time, he might be able to get even more Saint Father Value.

What a pity, Harry shouldn't have any trouble this time......

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