Chapter 808: Side Story—Guesses About the Golden Finger!!

Although I have many guesses about Darren, I still didn't say or ask anything.

I watched them leave and bought books with Mom and Dad.

Then we went to buy a flying broom for Conte.

He heard that Darren and Harry both had brooms, so he thought he could join the Quidditch team in his first year.

I think he is wishful thinking, but I didn't say anything.

I am just a stupid girl, aren't I? School has started.

I still haven't completely made the Water-Fog Charm invisible on my eyes.

I checked the information; there is no way, wanting to be completely invisible requires powerful magic.

Someone like me simply can't do it.

I can only give up the idea of forcing myself to do it.

I asked the house-elf to get me a pair of glasses.

The reason I gave them was that I wanted to look better wearing glasses.

The glasses did make me look better.

Perhaps I have become prettier myself.

I have looked in the mirror.

Actually, the genetic appearance of this body is not bad.

As long as I don't deliberately show a stupid expression, I am actually quite cute.

Of course, definitely not as cute as Darren.

But my cuteness is not worse than Hermione's, and I can even compare to Cassandra.

It's just because I always make myself look stupid, which lowered my appearance. Using the Water-Fog Charm and then wearing glasses effectively reduced my stupid expressions, which made me look cute.

Mom and Dad looked at the effect of me wearing glasses.

They were overjoyed.

After all, girls with good looks can marry into better families.

They even wanted me to climb up to Young Master Malfoy.

I want to laugh.

But on the surface, I still nodded as if I agreed.

Conte looked at me with contempt.

I saw him muttering that a toad wants to eat swan meat.

Saying this about his own sister.

I really want to laugh, but I held it back.

Because of the effect of me wearing glasses, Mom and Dad found me many styles of glasses; they intend for me to wear them all the time in the future.

I didn't refuse.

At the very least, in this second year, I do need to wear glasses for a year.

The glasses they found all had a bit of magic on them.

Although I am not sure how the effect of resisting the basilisk's gaze will be, at least there is another layer of insurance.

I am prepared to send Hannah a pair so she can wear them too.

Sitting on the Hogwarts Express, I didn't pretend to sleep the whole way like when I first came, but found my little partner.

Hannah Abbott.

Hannah has tanned a bit.

But she brought me a lot of delicious food, as well as the meat floss her family made for her.

We shared and ate quite a bit.

When our stomachs couldn't hold any more, we heard people shouting about the car in the sky.

So I pretended to be curious and poked my head out.

Then I pointed at the car in the sky and pretended to be shocked and shouted: "I saw Harry Potter!"

Hannah quickly poked her head out too.

Then she screamed and said: "Why are they driving a car? Where is Darren? Was he also taken up?

Harry Potter is so reckless; what if he drops my Dadda?"

Hannah was furious.

To determine if Harry Potter had taken her idol up, she specifically ran out and searched for Darren on the train.

Of course, she didn't find him.

Finally, she came back angrily.

I heard her mutter bad things about Harry Potter the whole way.

I really want to say, if Darren got into that car, he was absolutely doing it on purpose.

Your idol is also a reckless person; it couldn't be that Harry Potter forced him up with a wand, right?

But I didn't say it.

I pretended to be stupid and said: "They are flying so high, I also want to fly that high."

"Don't be silly, Polly, if you fly that high, I will definitely catch your butt!"

Hannah looked at me sternly.

I quickly nodded cowardly.

Then I continued to listen to her nagging about Harry Potter's bad things.

Alas.

Poor Harry Potter.

When we got off the train, we walked to a pile of Thestrals.

We need to take a Thestral carriage to leave.

Of course, I still can't see Thestrals yet.

I just inferred it from the original plot.

After Hannah and I got on the carriage, Hermione and Neville also got on not long after.

I heard them constantly discussing Harry driving the car.

Perhaps they wanted to say more, but they glanced at us and shut their mouths.

I stayed in the carriage without saying a word.

Pretending to be a fool...

When Hermione and Ron got off the carriage, they didn't pay much attention to us; they left quickly.

"I wonder if Darren will be punished?"

Hannah whispered to me after they left.

I want to say, why didn't you discuss it with them just now.

But then I think, neither of us discussed it with Hermione and the others; we both have our own secrets; Hannah didn't ask me, so I'd better not ask her.

So I also showed a worried expression and said stupidly: "I hope he won't be punished."

Hannah and I both thought that Darren should be in Harry Potter's flying car.

But to my surprise.

Darren arrived early.

He sneaked into Hogwarts from the outside; Harry Potter was not behind him.

Most importantly, after he came in, he started asking about Harry Potter's whereabouts.

I watched him shouting with a pale face.

Watching his magic go out of control.

Watching his chest bleeding profusely.

Until he was carried away by Snape, I didn't say a word.

I pondered.

I kept thinking.

Something is wrong.

I suspect my previous guess about his golden finger is wrong. I don't believe Darren Potter doesn't know where Harry Potter is.

Looking at his performance, he clearly knows the plot.

He couldn't possibly not know that Harry Potter and Ron are very safe.

But he insisted on being here, showing that he almost died just to know Harry Potter's whereabouts; what exactly is he doing this for?

I think, except for his golden finger requiring him to do so, I can't think of any other reason.

Then, what exactly is his golden finger?