Chapter 82: Brother believes in you!!

"Nicolas Flamel is actually here!"

The four of them found an empty classroom and discussed in a low voice. Hermione suddenly seemed to think of something and said quickly: "I knew I had seen it somewhere before, it turns out it was in the book 'Hogwarts: A History'.

Last time Darren said he wanted to read this book, I said I had already read it and told him not to waste time. Well, Darren, you really are right about everything!"

Hermione looked at Darren in admiration.

Darren quickly shook his head in embarrassment.

"I was just saying it, I didn't end up reading it."

"It was all my fault for misleading you, otherwise we would have found it long ago. Wasting so much time, I feel like you’ve gotten thin from exhaustion, Darren!"

Hermione said with heartache.

Ron, who was next to them, was a little unhappy and interrupted Hermione’s words.

"What do you mean Darren got thin from exhaustion? We were all checking books together, why don't you say we got thin from exhaustion too?"

"Yeah, yeah, how could Darren get thin from exhaustion? I’ve been paying attention to Darren every day!

He got thin from hunger. I just discovered two days ago that he seemed a bit rounder than before, and now he’s back to how he was.

I found out he hasn't been eating sweets these past few days, that’s why he got thin!"

Harry said unhappily.

He had finally discovered that Darren seemed a bit fatter, but in just two days, he was hungry again.

"No, no, I’m the same as before." Darren quickly denied Harry’s suspicion.

Some time ago, he had eaten too much and too well, and had gained some weight. One day, when he looked in the mirror, he realized it and quickly reduced his food intake to restore his weight. He didn't want to eat until he was a little fatty and then go harvest Saint Father Value. He didn't dare to imagine that scene.

"Alright, stop talking, if Darren says no, then there isn't!"

Hermione impatiently waved away Harry and Ron’s faces.

She rushed back to the dormitory and hugged out an extremely thick book. With a thud, she slammed it on the table.

It made a huge echo.

"This book has been in my dormitory, and I never thought to flip through it!"

Hermione said with annoyance again.

She flipped the book to a certain page and pointed to the words on it, reading: "Nicolas Flamel is the creator of the Sorcerer’s Stone!"

She lowered her voice mysteriously when saying the word Sorcerer’s Stone.

It’s just that Harry and Ron didn't quite understand why she did this.

"What is that?"

"Sounds like a rock. The two asked curiously."

They received two eye-rolls from Hermione.

"The Sorcerer’s Stone can turn metal into gold and make the Elixir of Life. Nicolas Flamel celebrated his 665th birthday last year!"

Hermione took a deep breath, looked at Ron and Harry, and said with disdain: "Understand now?"

"Turn into gold? Wouldn't I become the richest person then?"

"If we get it, the gold Galleons in mine and Darren’s vault won't need to be saved anymore?"

Harry and Ron said excitedly. Neither of them cared about the Elixir of Life.

They hadn't thought about those things yet; they were thinking more about the Sorcerer’s Stone’s ability to turn things into gold.

As long as they had a Sorcerer’s Stone, they would immediately become the richest people! Hermione was speechless.

She could only look at Darren.

Darren smiled obediently and purely. But he was quite excited inside.

Speaking of which, this ability of the Sorcerer’s Stone to make gold really does seem quite powerful! If he could make gold, would he still need to be so frugal? Cough, although it seems he hasn't been shorted.

But the feeling of sitting and eating until everything is gone is indeed a bit scary.

So, since Nicolas Flamel is going to destroy the Sorcerer’s Stone, can he give it to him?

Darren felt a bit itchy inside, but on the surface, he still had a pure and happy look and said: "Since we found out what it is, that’s good, so everyone can have a good rest. Hermione is tired with dark circles, and brother and Ron haven't slept well either."

[Ding, Saint Father Value +80] [Ding, Saint Father Value +90] [Ding, Saint Father Value +90.]

Ron, Hermione, and Harry were moved to tears.

Hearing Darren say this, it was as if the fatigue of these days had disappeared.

"Yeah, but you and Hermione are the most tired. Look at Hermione’s big dark circles, it’s really funny to death!"

Ron pointed at Hermione’s face and laughed. Darren opened his mouth.

Child, you don't understand the emotions of ladies at all, I advise you to take care of yourself in your next life.

Fortunately, Hermione was a sensible little witch and didn't beat Ron to death.

The Quidditch match was about to start again.

At first, they were still discussing what they would do if they had a Sorcerer’s Stone, but later it was all left with Harry lamenting his impending doom.

On the day of the match.

Harry felt uncomfortable all over.

His two friends were comforting him, saying it would be fine. But looking at him, it was like watching him go to the battlefield.

Harry felt bitterly that the two of them might as well not have comforted him; he felt even more uncomfortable.

The only thing that moved him was his younger brother Darren. Darren had specifically brought his wand.

He looked at Harry and said: "Brother, don't worry, if someone really does something to you, I will rush in front of Professor Snape and help him catch that bad guy!"

Darren said seriously.

Harry shook his head helplessly. He really wanted to say that the person who wanted to do something to him was Snape!

He needed to guard against Snape, not anyone else.

Darren running to Snape, he was worried that Snape would catch Darren to threaten him.

But Darren never believed Snape was a bad person, so he could only smile strongly and say: "Brother believes in you, but you just sit in the stands, brother will be fine!"

Brother is afraid you will deliver yourself to the enemy.

As a little Saint Father, Darren naturally wouldn't understand Harry’s subtext, so he nodded happily at Harry.

Indicating that he would definitely believe Harry would be fine.

In Harry’s expression of pretending to be happy, he returned to the Slytherin stands. However, after sitting down in the stands, he discovered that Malfoy was sitting at the very front, excitedly saying something to Crabbe and Goyle.

And the direction they were whispering in was exactly where Hermione and Ron were sitting.

No, perhaps it was Neville who followed Ron and Hermione. Looking at Malfoy’s expression, it was like he was going to teach Neville a lesson.

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