Chapter 853

Finally, he curled his lip and said, "Hmph, think what you want!"

His weak tone surprised Mr. Weasley greatly.

But he immediately grabbed Darren.

"Darren, it's okay, don't pay him any mind… but he's quite right.

This key is very precious; if you keep it, Fudge won't try to make things difficult for you, he will suck up to you…

You cannot give it away!

If you give it away, the Confederation will blacklist you, and Fudge might bully you even more unscrupulously!"

Mr. Weasley said solemnly.

Darren nodded quickly; he hadn't intended to give it away anyway.

If Mr. Weasley had said to give it to Fudge, he would have definitely destroyed it.

He wouldn't give it to Fudge even if he threw it away; he was just farming Saintly Father points, he wasn't an idiot.

Of course, on the surface, he still showed an embarrassed expression.

He looked at Lucius and said apologetically, "Thank you for the reminder, I apologize to you for losing my temper.

But I also hope you can apologize to Mr. Weasley; mocking others for their family's financial situation, I think, is not something a noble would do!"

【Ding, Saintly Father points +100】

【Ding, Saintly Father points +100】

【Ding, Saintly Father points +100】

【Ding…】

"Hmph, sorry!"

Lucius showed an unhappy expression.

Of course, it was directed at Weasley.

While he said it, he also gave Weasley a mocking look.

When Darren turned his head away in satisfaction, he mouthed the word "loser" at Mr. Weasley.

Mr. Weasley was furious.

He immediately wanted to stand up and fight Lucius.

But just then, Fudge came in again.

This brought Mr. Weasley back to his senses.

Minister Fudge hugged Darren warmly.

"Oh, my god, Darren, I heard you got the Confederation's key, that's really good news.

We finally have a seat there, this is the honor of our country's entire wizarding world!"

Darren rolled his eyes secretly.

Afterwards, he closed the vessel, the King's token, the letter, and the summoning object.

But Fudge didn't have a trace of his previous unhappiness; he looked at Darren as if he had suddenly become his own biological father, precious beyond measure.

Darren could only sigh. Politicians are awesome everywhere. They can be shameless no matter what.

Fortunately.

This grand Quidditch match was finally about to begin.

Everyone cheered.

The cheering drowned out Fudge's flattering voice in the box.

Fudge could only make an appointment with Darren to talk after the Quidditch match ended.

Darren nodded.

But he felt that after the Quidditch World Cup ended, Fudge would probably be "busy for a while."

After all, with so many Death Eaters wanting to spread the news of Voldemort's return, it would be strange if Fudge wasn't busy.

"Ladies and gentlemen… welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup…"

Ludo's voice rang out.

His voice had been amplified by the Sonorus charm.

It allowed all one hundred thousand people present to hear clearly.

Darren sat back down.

Harry whispered in his ear, "Darren, you're amazing!"

He was full of admiration.

Darren always made him feel very proud.

"Brother, I only have a little bit of cleverness, I can never save the world. Only you can do that, you are the one who should most deserve this key!"

【Ding, Saintly Father points +100】

【Ding, Saintly Father points +100】

【Ding, Saintly Father points +100】

【Ding…】

Harry wanted to say something quickly.

Just then, he suddenly froze.

Darren noticed Harry's eyes were staring straight behind him.

And a trace of drool was actually dripping from the corner of his mouth.

This… this was too much of a lecherous look, right?

"Veela!"

Mr. Weasley called out excitedly.

Darren turned his head to look.

Veela are all women.

They are extremely beautiful.

And charm is their instinct.

Moreover, the Veela began to dance. Darren also felt the Veela were very beautiful.

But he was able to control himself.

He looked back, and although the Malfoy family was also excited, they weren't like Harry and Ron.

They were all very reserved.

Sure enough.

As long as one had Veela blood, one wouldn't be affected by Veela.

Of course, as a little Saintly Father, seeing his brother like this, he couldn't remain indifferent.

So he put on a worried expression, tugged at Harry, and said softly, "Brother, brother…"

Harry didn't seem to feel his tugging at all.

It was as if he was about to pounce out the next second.

Ron was in the same posture.

And many other men in the box were like this.

Their female companions were furious.

The only two girls who smiled were Hermione and Ginny. After discovering Darren was fine, they were extremely satisfied.

Finally.

The music ended.

Harry and Ron finally returned to normal.

"Brother, Ron, you're finally okay… just now I was worried you had been hit by some potion!"

Darren said worriedly.

Harry subconsciously wanted to comfort Darren that he was fine.

But he felt his brain was empty, as if everything was dull and tasteless.

This expression was practically reaching Saint mode.

Darren almost laughed out loud.

He really should have gotten a camera to record this. ===== CHAPTER 855 =====