Chapter 864: Trim the sails!!

In the end, Darren collected over eighty million Galleons in total.

It looked like these wizards had been hollowed out, but in reality, Darren believed they definitely still had more.

It was impossible to give it all to him.

But it indeed made these wizards bleed heavily.

"Can we go now?"

A wizard asked tentatively.

They were worried Darren wouldn't let them leave.

"No rush, you still have to tell me, when I erase your memories in a while, what kind of memories I should give you.

Make you believe that those Galleons were spent by yourselves.

You hurry and think, if you can't think of it, and you're lying to me.

For example, I help you modify your memories, but in reality, you are reminding yourselves to check the accounts in a few days, or be vigilant about something.

I might need to pay a visit, you all know, my strength.

If I wanted you to die silently, it would be easier than today.

After all, you left with me today, and many people know, if they find out you're dead, they will definitely suspect my soul.

So… don't make it difficult for me, hurry and think of a reason that can fool yourselves."

His words made these wizards furious.

Good grief, he robbed them and still asked them for a reason.

But it was also because Darren asked them for a reason that they felt much more at ease.

They were sure Darren definitely wouldn't kill them.

After all, if he didn't want to let them go, he wouldn't have asked them to think of a reason.

Because there was hope of living, they offered reasons one after another.

Even Mr. Parkinson thought of a reason that he gave the money to Pansy.

"Anyway, she won't starve to death without money, I remember she still has a small treasury, I will only occasionally give her a large sum of money."

Darren expressed his condolences for Pansy's somewhat tight life in the future.

But he still let Paqi write down all these reasons.

He prepared to use them all when he used the forgery card in a while.

Of course, there was still the last procedure.

He waved his wand.

Lucius, who had been exploded by him just now, returned to his original state.

He opened his eyes in terror, as if still immersed in the fear of death just now.

When he saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

"I, I am…"

It wasn't just him who couldn't believe it.

Even the others were the same.

"You tricked us!"

"You and Lucius were acting!"

"You are truly shameless!"

"You…"

Darren interrupted their words.

He looked at Lucius and said: "I will leave a part of your memory, after all, I have your bloodline, and I won't kill you all, but I need your loyalty."

"Master, I am willing!"

Lucius agreed without even thinking.

He knelt in front of Darren.

Which made Darren truly full of admiration.

This guy is worthy of being the one who lived the longest.

He simply took "trimming the sails" to the extreme.

"Then, I think, you might be able to prepare some things for me.

For example, companies in the Muggle world, I need you to start creating companies in the Muggle world now, and develop technology as quickly as possible in your name!"

Darren's words made Lucius pause for a moment.

But he didn't have any objections.

And he even said: "Master, I still have some Muggle companies, I can give them all to you."

Good grief.

This is Lucius, who looks down on Muggles.

He even runs companies in the Muggle world!

"I hope you fulfill your promise as soon as possible, by the way, you need to choose which of these guys should die, as a reward for your loyalty!"

Darren pointed to the pile of leeks on the ground, no, a pile of wizards.

The smile at the corner of Lucius's mouth curled high.

Clearly he was extremely proud.

He pointed out the problems of several guys, thinking that as long as those guys went back, they would definitely check their memories, and they were of no use to Darren at all.

Darren expressed agreement.

He had wanted to do this just now.

But after all, he was still a little Saintly Father, he couldn't go back on his word, right? So he found Lucius.

As for really letting Lucius be loyal.

Of course, it was a joke.

He would only leave Lucius with the idea that he sent him several Muggle companies to compensate him.

How could he let others know his true face? Today's harvest was truly full!

Darren almost laughed out loud with joy.

【System, use the forgery card, forge everything I thought of.】

【Ding, forgery successful】

The wizards at the scene all disappeared.

These people were all thrown back to their families by him.

And the experience of tonight, in their eyes, only left the impression of happily spending a sum of Galleons after going home after torturing this little Saintly Father.

Even Lucius only had the idea of wanting to express sympathy because he looked pitiful, so he would voluntarily send a few Muggle companies to compensate.

As for his body, naturally, many serious wounds were forged.

This was his battle record for tonight.

Darren looked at the sky.

Now the sky was already dim… clearly, it would be dawn soon.

Sure enough, the next second, the horizon met the sea and sky.

The sky suddenly lit up.

Darren removed the barrier around him that restricted magic power.

Just preparing to Apparate to find a place where others could discover him.

As a result, just after canceling it, Dumbledore had already Apparated in front of him.

Darren sighed inwardly, fortunately he was smart just now, using the forgery card, making the silver chain Dumbledore gave him around his neck completely lose its effect.

That is to say, in Dumbledore's eyes, he had been hit by three Killing Curses.

Looking at Dumbledore's heartbroken expression, Darren tried his best to smile, and said weakly yet happily: "Headmaster, I survived…"

He was just about to say a few more words to express his Saintly Father nature, when he saw the figures of Snape and Harry and the others rushing over.