Chapter 91

Hermione quickly held him down.

Using the threat that was most lethal to Darren.

This was the latest method she learned from Dumbledore. For someone like Darren, you should use this method to threaten him.

Only then would he sit here obediently and listen to them talk about Snape's conspiracy. Otherwise, he would always think of questioning Snape first.

"Alright, Hermione, you're right; I'll say you're the smartest little witch!"

Darren praised sincerely.

He noticed Hermione smiling and pursing her lips, looking very happy.

"Expelled? Oh my god... tell me, what exactly happened? My brother was almost expelled, and I didn't even know!"

Harry asked blankly.

He couldn't believe that after playing Quidditch, strolling around leisurely for a while, and eavesdropping on Snape's conversation, he had missed such big news.

Ron quickly told him what had happened earlier.

Harry was furious.

He picked up his broom and wanted to go to Slytherin to block Malfoy. Malfoy was too much, actually wanting to expel Darren.

He wanted to use his Nimbus 2000 to smash Malfoy's head hard!

"He just can't stand me, that's why he bullied you..."

After being held down by Ron and Hermione, Harry said guiltily. Malfoy must have bullied Darren because he was his brother.

Harry thought indignantly, completely forgetting that Ron had said Darren had punched Malfoy.

"Brother, it's not your problem; it's all because I was too impulsive, I'm sorry, brother."

Darren said apologetically.

He lowered his head sadly and said in a low voice: "At that time, I only thought that there was someone like Malfoy in this school, and I wanted to drop out.

But I completely failed to consider the feelings of you, brother, and Hermione and Ron; I'm sorry, I was too willful."

[Ding, Saint Value +100] [Ding, Saint Value +100] [Ding, Saint Value +100]

Three extremely moved Saint Value entries.

Darren was greeted by the helpless expressions of Harry and the others.

"Alright, Darren, you are always so kind, who would blame you?"

"Yeah, I won't let you be expelled either."

"Right, if Headmaster Dumbledore expels you, I'll buy a Dungbomb and throw it into Snape's cup so he expels me too.

By then, brother can take you to buy a house in Diagon Alley; maybe we can even open a shampoo shop, I heard Grandpa used to do that."

Harry said excitedly.

He even looked forward to that kind of life a little.

But he was determined not to return to his aunt and uncle's place.

"Don't be silly, the magical world won't expel the famous Harry Potter and his brother who was lost and found.

Today, when Malfoy's dad heard Darren's name, he was terrified and forced Malfoy to apologize; I can laugh at that scene for a year!"

Ron laughed loudly.

Hermione and Harry also laughed.

However, such laughter only lasted for a moment before it ended, because they simultaneously thought about the Sorcerer's Stone.

"You say, what does Snape's threat to Quirrell mean?"

Harry asked quickly.

He was really worried that Snape had stolen the Sorcerer's Stone.

Although this Sorcerer's Stone wasn't his, he just didn't want Snape to succeed.

"I suspect that besides Fluffy, there are probably other teachers who set up traps guarding that Sorcerer's Stone.

And Snape, clearly, just wants to know the traps set by Professor Quirrell!"

Hermione analyzed calmly.

"So, if Professor Quirrell isn't firm, then Snape might very well get the Sorcerer's Stone.

By then, he could have a lot of gold, and even live forever..."

"Then will he resign and not come back?"

Harry asked excitedly.

He actually kind of wanted Snape to take that Sorcerer's Stone so he might never have to see that face again.

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Harry's words earned him an eye-roll from Hermione. She thought Harry was too silly.

If Snape got the Sorcerer's Stone, he would definitely use it secretly; no one could beat Dumbledore, the most powerful white wizard in the world.

So after Snape stole the Sorcerer's Stone, he would still be at Hogwarts pretending to teach.

Hermione's words dispelled Harry's crazy idea. They began to think of ways to try to protect the Sorcerer's Stone.

But in the end, they realized they had no say in protecting the Sorcerer's Stone at all.

Because they couldn't know this information at all.

These were all things they tricked out of Hagrid's mouth and learned from eavesdropping on Snape and Quirrell's conversation.

"I know it will be moved next semester; this is what Fred and George said."

Fortunately, Ron brought some good news.

They could only pray that Quirrell could hold out until next semester. Although they couldn't feel Quirrell's bravery at all.

But Professor Quirrell looked more resilient than they imagined.

For the next few weeks, Professor Quirrell's face looked paler and paler, but he didn't show signs of collapsing.

Every time Harry and the others saw Professor Quirrell, they would give him an encouraging smile.

Surprisingly, the first time they took Darren to smile at Quirrell, Quirrell screamed.

It scared them so much they thought this professor had suffered some mental trauma!

Ron also began to persuade others not to mock Professor Quirrell's stutter anymore. Darren radiated his saintly light as always.

He opened Dumbledore's blind box last time, and he received a piece of silver jewelry from Dumbledore.

After fumbling with it for a long time, he didn't find any use for this silver jewelry, but the system insisted it was a legendary-level item.

Darren always felt the system was swindling him.

And during this time, the system hadn't refreshed any useful rewards either. They were all talent points.

Miraculously, it maxed out his Dark Magic talent.

Darren sometimes worried that if Dumbledore learned how to check talents, would he just take him away?

But fortunately, his Saint Value income was as optimistic as ever. It allowed him to read more books in the library.

This day.

Darren was leaning on the soft-backed sofa in the library reading a book.

This book had been enchanted by him; on the surface, it was "Teaching You Better Spellcasting," but in reality, it was a Muggle comic book.

This was something he asked Paqi to get for him from the Muggle world. The first choice for killing time.

Hermione was next to him, staring at Harry and Ron studying. She said the final exams were coming soon.

In reality, there were still ten weeks until the final exams.

She forced Harry and Ron to do their homework themselves and wasn't allowed to copy hers or Darren's homework.

The two of them were writing with faces turned green at this moment.

"Hey, isn't that Hagrid? Why did he come to the library?"

Ron, who was looking around while doing homework, suddenly pointed in one direction and asked. Harry, Hermione, and Darren all turned over.

It was just that Hagrid didn't look like someone who read books.

"Hagrid, what are you doing in the library?"

Ron ran over and asked gossiping.

"Not reading anything."

Hagrid dodged his gaze, hid the things behind his back, and wanted to leave.

But he immediately thought of something else and asked quickly: "You aren't still looking for Nicolas Flamel, are you?"