Chapter 942

"Wear this tomorrow, watch how Darren and I go to our deaths, let's go, Darren, I'll take you back!"

Harry grabbed Darren and left without looking back.

Darren looked at Ron apologetically.

Ron's eyes were red.

There was also a bump on his forehead from being hit. Harry definitely had a lot of strength.

Darren wanted to laugh.

He also wanted to pretend to apologize to Ron.

But he had already been dragged out by Harry.

"Oh, Darren, I'm sleeping in your dormitory tonight, I don't want to see that idiot Ron!"

"This... I think Ron might have something he wants to tell you..."

"Alright, Darren, we are going to our deaths on Tuesday, don't let me see him."

Harry said angrily.

Darren had no choice, so he finally led him to his dormitory.

Fortunately, his dormitory was large.

They discussed all night how Harry should get past the dragon.

Darren thought of many spells for him.

But Harry was only learning them now, so the power was especially small.

Finally, Darren told Harry that he could use a broom to summon the Firebolt, and then fly past the dragon.

This made Harry extremely excited.

Darren looked at him helplessly.

It's a blessing to be the protagonist.

A protagonist who really treats "Expelliarmus" as "Avada Kedavra".

Most importantly, Harry learned this "Expelliarmus" from Snape.

Doesn't Harry feel disgusted when he uses it?

Darren was a bit speechless.

But he still encouraged Harry.

Letting him practice his Summoning Charm well tomorrow.

As long as he summons the Firebolt the day after tomorrow, it will be fine.

Of course, Harry also asked Darren worriedly.

Darren looked at him in astonishment.

"I'll try beating them up, seriously, I haven't fought them yet!"

Darren's words made Harry a bit depressed.

Alright, Darren's toughness is a matter of course.

If it weren't for him always being so kind, how those Death Eaters died would be decided by himself.

However, this sentence also made Harry feel much more at ease.

He thought, regarding the dragon, Darren shouldn't be soft-hearted, right? So he slept soundly.

The next day, Harry spent all his spare time practicing the Summoning Charm.

In the middle of his practice, Moody found him.

He seemed to want to tell Harry how to get past that dragon.

But Harry had already said Darren's idea.

When Moody heard that sentence Harry said offhandedly, that Darren was prepared to fight his way past the dragon.

He saw Moody's shocked and proud expression.

"That's right, that's right, that's it, I can't imagine how Darren wouldn't be able to get past that dragon?"

He was extremely pleasantly surprised.

He even wanted to share his joy with Harry.

But Harry turned and left.

He still had to practice his spells.

He even wanted to skip Divination class to practice his spells.

But Hermione didn't agree.

She believed that if you chose a course, you must attend class.

And Harry also had to relax a bit.

Harry had no choice, and finally had to come to the Divination classroom.

Professor Trelawney was predicting who would die among them again.

She predicted that the boy born at the end of July would have a bloody disaster.

"Then let it come faster, please, don't make the process so long, Darren and I don't want to suffer any more torture!"

Harry said angrily. Ron laughed out loud.

But Harry didn't want to pay him any mind.

Only Darren cast a helpless expression at him.

Ron was helpless.

He finally wrote a note and threw it to Darren.

"The first task is dragons, I heard it from Charlie and the others!"

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