Chapter 917

Not a shred of leeway.

The banquet ended just like that.

Darren followed Cassandra and the others as they walked outside.

He was already starting to feel sleepy.

Usually at this time, he would have already returned to the dormitory to sleep.

But tonight, he could only listen to Dumbledore's long-winded speech.

Talking about content he already knew.

When they reached the door, Darren saw Karkaroff, Krum, and the others coming over...

He stepped aside.

Then Karkaroff saw him.

He frowned and finally said: "Darren, Darren Potter?"

Darren raised an eyebrow.

Shouldn't the one this guy knows be Harry? How does he know him?

"I've seen your Remembrall; I know you are Harry Potter's brother..." Karkaroff said with some anger.

Darren curled his lips.

He didn't want to talk to this Death Eater who was destined to have bad luck.

Just then, a voice from behind him came over.

"Karkaroff, I advise you to get lost!"

It was Moody's voice.

His expression was very angry.

Karkaroff stepped back in terror, as if he had seen some terrifying animal.

Misfortunes never come singly.

After he stepped back, he stepped on Harry's foot.

When he subconsciously apologized, he saw the scar on Harry's forehead.

"You, you are Harry Potter!"

Harry scratched his hair.

He sighed helplessly at Darren.

Clearly feeling that there was one more person looking at his scar.

"Hurry up, children, don't block the way here!"

Professor McGonagall said loudly.

Darren nodded feignedly and obediently, and hurriedly walked out of the castle door.

He let out a huge yawn.

He was extremely sleepy.

The next morning.

Darren had just arrived at the Great Hall.

He saw Fred and George coming over mysteriously.

"Darren, what do you think of this Aging Potion? Malfoy sold it to us; he said it was a secret recipe from their family, and we spent a lot of money!"

They said loudly.

Not caring at all about what would happen if Dumbledore found out about this.

Darren took it and smelled it.

"It's a bit better than what's on the market, but I don't think an Aging Potion can deceive that line."

Darren suggested sincerely.

Fred and George wouldn't give up.

They were determined to go and try.

"It's impossible to waste the money spent on the Aging Potion, right?"

"Exactly, what if it succeeds? Even if it doesn't, at most it's just detention."

The two of them said excitedly. Darren stopped trying to persuade them.

He stood beside them.

Saying he was worried about them, but actually preparing to watch the show.

In the original work, they both turned into two old grandpas with white beards!

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