Chapter 908: Poor little brother!!
Moody praised Darren fiercely in the office.
Then he gave Neville a book.
It was a book on aquatic plants for Herbology.
He said he had heard that Neville liked Herbology very much, so he bought it for him.
Neville was also very happy.
Afterward, they left.
Darren calculated the time; he had been in Moody's office for two hours, praising him for one hour and fifty-eight minutes, and talking to Neville for two minutes...
Good guy, he really treated Neville like a tool.
Fortunately, Neville didn't care about that.
He looked like he really liked that book.
By the time they finally returned to the Gryffindor common room.
Several plates of food were placed on the table.
Hermione said with a smile: "I saw you hadn't come back for such a long time, so I brought some food; hurry up and eat!"
Darren sighed.
He had originally planned to skip a meal and then eat takeout in the dormitory! Four.
Hermione didn't give him that chance.
After he and Neville were full, the plates disappeared.
Harry and Ron hurried over.
They wanted Darren's Divination homework. Darren took it out of his schoolbag.
On it were predictions of his death...
Hermione looked a bit uncomfortable, and she said with a struggle: "Darren, do you really have to take that madwoman's course?
She is simply crazy, actually asking you to predict your own death; I really can't imagine a professor teaching this kind of thing!"
"But I think it's very interesting!"
Darren's words won him a look of astonishment from Hermione and the others.
He shook his head helplessly and said: "It's really interesting; every time I predict my own death, and then find that I've lived another day, I feel that life is truly beautiful.
I can accompany you all for another day!"
【Ding, Saintly Father Value +100】
【Ding, Saintly Father Value +100】
【Ding, Saintly Father Value +100】
His words won him Saintly Father Value.
But they also won him disapproving looks from Harry and the others.
They had always thought Darren was just dealing with the Divination homework like them, but they hadn't thought that he was actually predicting his own death.
"I think you should..."
Harry disapproved and prepared to let Darren change it.
But Hedwig interrupted his words.
Hedwig flew back from outside.
It threw the letter onto Harry, and then it rubbed affectionately against Darren's face.
"Oh, Hedwig must have forgotten that I am its owner!"
Harry said helplessly.
But he was still very pleasantly surprised.
The letter was sent by Black.
Harry opened the envelope quickly, and then he read it aloud.
Dear Harry and Darren: ===== CHAPTER 910 =====
End of Chapter
