Chapter 994

It was the night before Harry's competition.

Moody found Darren.

He stuffed a handful of Gillyweed into Darren's hand.

Darren wore a look of shock.

Moody said with feigned awkwardness: "Cough, when Snape gave Krum Gillyweed that day, I guessed that you and Harry might be able to use some.

So I used a little trick to get a handful from him.

I had wanted to give it to you or Harry these past few days.

But I knew that both you and Harry are fair and righteous students, and you aren't very willing to ask professors for help, so I really felt a bit embarrassed to give it to you.

But... take it!

I don't want to see a student from my alma mater fail. This isn't a professor helping; this is a senior helping, a very early senior!"

Moody smiled.

Although his face was ferocious, he looked like a good person with a cold exterior but a warm heart.

If Darren hadn't known he was Barty Crouch Jr., he might have truly thought he was the kind of person Moody was.

No wonder Dumbledore didn't suspect him.

He really played Moody too well.

Of course, Darren naturally couldn't know these things now.

So he showed a look of gratitude.

"Professor, you are truly too kind. I wonder if there is anything you want... By the way, do you need to get this leg to grow back?

I know it's because of a potent poison that it cannot grow.

But I want to try; if it grows back, you might be able to return to the Auror ranks!"

"No!"

Moody blurted out.

Then, as if he knew Darren's thoughts.

He said with a smile: "No need to do that for me. I only did what every Hogwarts student should do.

I am not like that Snape; I just want you all to be well.

As for this leg of mine, I don't want it to get better, because it is a symbol of my honor, just like the scars on my face!"

He said firmly.

As if it were truly for the sake of glory.

In reality, he just didn't want to disrupt his plans.

After all, once certain potions are taken, one cannot take Polyjuice Potion anymore.

How could he continue his plan then?

And his leg being normal—this is Moody's leg, not his own leg.

Why should he care so much?

Darren, of course, knew his thoughts.

He was just teasing Barty Crouch Jr., while incidentally maintaining his own persona.

Because of Moody's insistence.

Darren could only nod in agreement.

But his expression, as if he were determined to find a way to do something for Moody, made Crouch feel a bit of regret.

If he had known, he should have chosen someone else to deliver the Gillyweed.

However, he didn't pay it much mind.

Who told him he already understood Darren so well?

He believed that Darren couldn't possibly pose any difficult problems for him.

Darren, of course, wouldn't pose any difficult problems for him.

He was just scaring Moody a little.

Just expressing some gratitude.

In fact, after he got the Gillyweed, he was already impatient to go to Harry and play the saint.

Harry was still in the Gryffindor common room practicing the Bubble-Head Charm.

This was the only thing he could do.

After all, he could only pray now that his Bubble-Head Charm would allow him to stay underwater for a longer time.

Hermione and Ron were guiding him from the side.

Just a moment ago, because it was too late, they had forced Darren to go back to sleep quickly.

Although Darren's health was good, they always thought he was fragile and needed protection.

When they saw Darren appear again, they thought he was truly too worried to rest.

Harry even felt a surge of deep regret and grief. Fortunately.

Darren took out the Gillyweed in time.

"This is what Professor Moody gave me... He probably felt that we two might need to use it. As soon as I got it, I flew over here.

I am extremely grateful... I even wanted to help Professor Moody grow his leg back just now.

It's a pity he refused me, but I cannot forget such kindness. I must think carefully about what Professor Moody needs..."

【Ding, Saintly Value +100】

【Ding, Saintly Value +100】

【Ding, Saintly Value +100】

Darren's words moved Harry, Hermione, and Ron deeply.