Chapter 772

However, after Darren showed a sad and heartbroken expression, she compromised.

She gave Darren Saintly Father Value and told him that after Buckbeak's case was over, he must get some good rest.

This time Darren nodded and agreed.

This made Professor Sprout very happy.

She gave him full marks on his Herbology report card on the spot.

"Oh, Darren, don't look at me like that. I could never imagine the possibility of you making a mistake on an exam.

If you made a mistake on the exam, then it must be that I taught it wrong."

She said with a smile like that.

Extremely confident.

Thursday morning was the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam.

The professor for this course was Professor Lupin.

Honestly, for many students, Professor Lupin was the first real Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

He taught very well and always asked them to put away their books and learn with their wands in hand.

Almost everyone liked him.

And his exam was also very unusual.

It was outdoors, an obstacle course exam.

Students had to pass through a pond with Grindylows, walk through a series of muddy patches full of Red Caps.

Walk through a swamp, ignore the lures of Hinkypunks... and finally, fight a Boggart.

Darren naturally made a small mistake.

Before seeing the Boggart, he was perfectly fine.

But after Darren appeared in front of the Boggart, the Boggart immediately displayed the corpse of a decapitated Hippogriff...

Its head lay on the ground, and its body was covered in blood.

Its one eye that wouldn't close seemed to be staring at Darren like that.

Darren showed a painful expression.

He looked as if he didn't even have the courage to stand up.

This harvested him a large pile of Saintly Father Value.

However, with Harry's comfort, he summoned the courage to face the Boggart again.

This time, he passed through easily.

But there was still anxiety on his face.

Because the time for those people to come to the school to hear the appeal was almost here.

And.

Just after he finished the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, he saw Cornelius Fudge pacing around in a corner.

When he saw Darren, he forced a smile onto his face.

"Oh, Darren, you're here too. Where's Harry?"

Harry turned from behind, and only then did Fudge see him.

Then he seemed to want to go over and hug Harry, but Harry dodged.

Fudge didn't mind.

Instead, he said with a smile: "It's a really good day, isn't it?"

Harry nodded awkwardly, then wanted to pull Darren away.

He didn't like this Minister.

And, he always felt that this Minister had problems.

When Darren was in his second year, facing Fudge's accusations at the trial, he felt there must have been some possibility.

But Fudge just found a way to escape.

He even said in the Daily Prophet that he would find a way to catch those Death Eaters within a month.

But now it had been almost a year, and he still hadn't done it.

And he also felt that this Minister must hold a grudge against Darren; he had just noticed that the Minister's gaze when looking at Darren was full of dissatisfaction.

Although he greeted Darren, it was just a greeting.

And this Minister also asked where he himself was? This was unusual.

After all, he didn't have much interaction with this Minister.

Why would this Minister ask about him?

Could it be that he wanted to confirm if he was there? If he wasn't there, would he take action against Darren?

Perhaps he was also connected to those Death Eaters!

Harry stepped back vigilantly, deciding to take Darren away as soon as possible.

But Fudge's next sentence made both his and Darren's footsteps stop...