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Dumbledore smiled.
Let's have Darren explain.
Darren thought for a moment and then said, "First of all, he hated the name Tom, so the time he changed his name to Voldemort was the time he learned the truth."
Voldemort must have loathed his Muggle father, and I think he probably wouldn't have let his father live.
“I’m sorry to interrupt you, Darren, but I have to say, you guessed right, Tom changed his name a few years after he enrolled.”
As for his father, he was indeed dead. Dumbledore confirmed Darren's words.
This amazed Harry.
This was the key point he couldn't figure out no matter how hard he tried.
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Darren didn't comfort Harry either.
He thought for a moment, and then raised his second point.
"I think the second point is that Voldemort was really smart. While everyone else was still confused, he already knew how to use magic to punish others."
Clearly, all the strange things Mrs. Cole mentioned were done by him.
Although they couldn't find evidence, it was deliberate, and there must be traces; there's no way around it.
"Yes, he is very vengeful, and he also has a cruel, strange, and domineering nature."
Dumbledore said softly.
"So, the third point, Voldemort's love of collecting loot, is what I think you're more interested in telling us."
When I saw you take that obsidian ring, I knew you probably also wanted us to get the Slytherin locket.
Dumbledore clapped his hands.
He exclaimed in admiration, "Darren, I knew you'd see this."
This is indeed what I wanted to tell you, but I thought you would wait a while before you thought of these things.
Yes, I need to keep an eye on the Slytherin locket, but that's my business right now. I thought you…”
Dumbledore said this.
Darren suddenly interrupted him.
He suddenly said, "Headmaster, are you suggesting that the Ravenclaw relics, the Hufflepuff relics, might also be items that Voldemort wants to collect?"
Dumbledore looked at him in surprise.
"You can think of so much... why didn't you think of Gryffindor's sword?"
Darren looked embarrassed.
He hesitated and said, "I heard that Gryffindor's heirloom is a sword, and that it's supposedly with you. I think Voldemort wouldn't have had a chance to steal it, would he?"
"Yes, yes, child, you are so smart, you seem more intelligent than ever before."
Dumbledore looked at Darren with some confusion.
Darren knew what he meant.
Dumbledore was wondering why he hadn't shown such intelligence before.
But Darren certainly knew how to answer.
He said softly, "From the moment you told me that these things could help my brother survive, I haven't missed a single detail."
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Dumbledore's voice went hoarse.
Finally, he said softly, "I understand, but I still hope you can relax a little and not push yourself too hard."
Darren nodded.
But Dumbledore and Harry both knew that he didn't care at all; he just wanted Harry to survive.
He just wanted to do his best.
"Alright, kids, it's time for you to go to sleep. I've taken up too much of your time tonight."
the next day.
Harry, of course, told Ron and Hermione what had happened in Dumbledore's office the night before.
Hermione frowned as she looked at Darren.
"You don't still cast invigorating spells on yourself every day, do you?"
Because after she heard Harry tell her what Darren had said to Dumbledore, she began to suspect that Darren didn't sleep every night.
She even saw in her mind the scene where Darren would repeatedly retrieve the memories every night, watching them over and over again, pondering what the problem was.
This broke her heart.
Darren could only assure her that he absolutely did not do that.
But no one believed it.
They believed he was capable of doing it.
In order to keep it a secret from everyone, he even used spells on himself every day.
The more Darren denied it, the more worried they became.
They stopped talking about it after Darren admitted to their suspicions and said he wouldn't do it again.
They then began to talk about the mysterious man.
"He was really scary when he was a child!"
But I still don't understand, what use is it for Dumbledore to show you all this?"
Ron asked, puzzled.
"There must be a reason behind it. I think the fact that we can't see Dumbledore's intentions is precisely because of his shrewdness in this matter."
It would be suspicious if just anyone could see through Dumbledore's intentions!
Hermione said with disdain.
They were in a herbal class, squeezing juice from the pods of the gnaphalium.
Hermione slapped away the knotty tree that was trying to ambush them.
She looked at Darren with concern and said, "Darren, no matter what, I hope you can be safe and sound. I hope you can live a good life!"
...in Harry's heart.
Lately, Darren's situation has been a source of worry for him.
The Quidditch match is just around the corner.
However, Ron's state of mind remained unchanged, fluctuating with his mood.
Especially during this period, the number of Slytherins mocking him has increased again.
Ron's skills became particularly poor.
He told Harry about it privately.
“Whenever I listen to them sing, I feel like my heart is pounding. You remember how much I pounded last year?”
I knew I shouldn't have come in this year. I got too cocky. I only won once, and it seems like it was just luck.
Harry initially thought it was just a minor incident.
But as time went on, Ron's condition worsened.
The day before the match, he even secretly told Harry that he would leave after the first match.
Every time he faced ridicule from others, it affected his mindset.
Harry tried to persuade him for most of the night, but to no avail.
He sat in his dormitory for a long time, looking worried.
He cannot afford to lose to Malfoy in Quidditch.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea popped into his mind.
Early the next morning.
The Gryffindor team members were eating in the Great Hall.
Ron looked extremely dejected.
He turned deathly pale when a Slytherin student walked by singing "Weasley is our king."
"I really feel like I can't do it..."