Chapter 882: Very sad!!

"How are you not hungry? I heard your stomach making noises!"

Harry finally couldn't help but rush out.

Darren wore an expression of astonishment.

He hurriedly told Dobby to leave quickly.

It seemed he was worried about Harry asking Dobby something.

Harry saw through his guilty conscience at a glance.

He grabbed Dobby angrily and asked, "Dobby, tell me honestly, has Darren been eating properly lately?"

Darren felt a bit guilty.

He hadn't taught Dobby how to answer this question yet. So, he hurriedly shook his head at Dobby.

This made Harry's heart ache even more.

If he had been eating properly, how could he be like this? Dobby was also a bit conflicted.

It didn't know how to make up a lie to tell Harry that Darren had been eating specialties brought from various countries every day.

The variety changed daily, and sometimes a single meal cost hundreds or thousands of Galleons.

"Dobby, leave quickly!"

Darren realized Dobby really couldn't lie, so he said immediately.

Harry looked angrily at the spot where Dobby had disappeared.

Then he turned his head to look at Darren.

He seemed to want to scold him for something.

But in the end, he held back.

He said with a pained heart: "Darren, I know you didn't have money before, but now that you have the money I gave you, you must eat properly from now on.

If you don't eat what the school house-elves make for you, then have Dobby make it for you!"

Darren looked at Harry in pleasant surprise.

That meant he could finally order takeout openly while others were eating school meals?

So, Darren nodded solemnly.

His eyes turned red, and he said with emotion: "Brother, thank you!"

Thank you for the news you told me today; from now on, he could openly eat even better!

Because Harry and Darren had reached an agreement, they were finally able to attend class properly.

The first class of the term was Herbology.

The Herbology professor, Professor Sprout, was a chubby and very kind professor; she was also the Head of Hufflepuff.

And she liked Darren very much.

During class, she always tried every way to let Darren answer questions and then gave him extra points vigorously.

Today was the same.

She happily took out a sticky, lumpy object and looked at Darren, saying: "Darren, you tell me, what is this?"

"Bubotuber, it needs to be squeezed by hand, and its pus can treat acne..." Darren spoke eloquently.

Professor Sprout said very happily: "Excellent, ten points to Slytherin."

I hope you can all learn from Darren; he is always so knowledgeable. Darren showed an embarrassed expression.

Then, under Professor Sprout's guidance, they put on dragon-hide gloves and began to squeeze the Bubotuber pus.

When class ended, Professor Sprout told them a piece of news.

Eloise from Hufflepuff wanted to get rid of her acne, so she used her wand and ended up blowing her nose off.

"Oh, Darren, don't worry, Madam Pomfrey grew her nose back in a second."

Professor Sprout said, comforting Darren.

Darren nodded with a smile.

In reality, he was just shocked.

Good heavens, besides Voldemort, there are actually people in this world who don't want their own noses?

That's fine.

The bell rang for the end of class.

The next class was Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures.

Hagrid's classes were always so boring.

Except for the first time with the Hippogriff, the subsequent lessons, in Darren's view, were just wasting time.

Now it was even more so.

As soon as the term started, he had them raise a creature called a Blast-Ended Skrewt.

This creature was very bizarre...

Darren had never found any reason for this creature to exist.

This creature might just exist to be eaten by other animals.

And only those animals that were truly starving would do such a thing.

This creature also looked particularly disgusting.

It looked like a maggot.

And its tail would explode.

If you didn't handle it well, you would be burned by their tails.

Darren really wanted to ask Hagrid what the point of raising these things was, but as a little Saint Father, he certainly couldn't do such a thing.

So he could only keep up the appearance of wasting time, wandering over to Hermione's side to talk to her about the house-elf matter.

Hermione was a bit conflicted.

She hadn't wanted Darren to know about this matter from the very beginning.

Because Darren was always so kind.

Hearing this news would surely make him very sad.

Sure enough.

After learning this news, Darren didn't even eat his meal.

Hermione had eaten a steak and some bread in the morning, and even with the food Darren had Dobby send over, she still felt a bit hungry.

Let alone Darren, who hadn't eaten anything all morning.

However, she still told Darren mysteriously.

She had already started working hard to do some things that might improve the living conditions of house-elves.

But she wouldn't tell Darren exactly what those things were, nor did she want Darren to get involved.

In her own words:

"Darren, it's better if you don't know. You forgot that you had some magical outbursts at St. Mungo's; they don't want you to get emotionally agitated, otherwise there will be problems."

"I don't want you to see that kind of scene."

Darren could only express his regret at not being able to participate, feeling 'very sad'.

This made Hermione hug him with a guilty conscience. ===== CHAPTER 884 =====