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"You've lost your memory again?"
Malfoy glared at him. Darren nodded.
Malfoy made a slight grinding sound.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Is Scarface worth such a foolish sacrifice? You'll only have peace when you've given your life there!"
Darren didn't say anything.
He lowered his head to eat. This infuriated Malfoy, making him grit his teeth.
But I don't know what to do with him.
They've tried everything – insults, mockery, even sarcastic remarks – but Darren just won't listen.
On the contrary, he himself, seeing Darren's foolish appearance, was defeated time and time again.
"If it weren't for... I wouldn't care about you at all!"
Harry sat painfully at the Gryffindor dining table.
He watched Darren's retreating figure, tears welling up in his eyes.
Darren had no idea what kind of torture he had suffered.
All he knew was that Darren had returned, pale-faced.
He didn't ask anything, because he didn't even know if asking would make him want to leave again.
Moreover, the students around him looked at him with expressions of disapproval and disdain.
They kept talking about what happened that night around him and kept asking him for confirmation.
It seems they wanted him to explode so he would reveal more inside information.
Harry said angrily, "They all know what happened that night, so why are they still looking at me like that!"
"In fact, from our perspective..."
Back then, you guys took the trophy to another place, and a guy called himself Voldemort, and Darren started fighting him...
It was a farce... In the end, you came back with Mr. Diggory's body, and we even thought it was part of the competition.
You won the trophy, you returned with your spoils... We didn't know all this until Dumbledore informed us.
This is how Ron and I feel; for others, it's all even more unfamiliar.
Harry, you've never been able to accept this. Darren had already thought of it, and he was unwilling to show his vulnerability anymore.
He was well aware that at this moment, his every move represented how everyone perceived you.
You really don't understand why Darren, even when he's suppressing himself to the point of near collapse, always has to appear calm and composed in front of others.
He just didn't want people to think he was crazy.
Only if he is normal will these people be able to think carefully about whether what happened that night is true.
And in today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, didn't you also not understand what he was trying to do?
You just instinctively followed him, trying to rush out; you ruined the situation he had created!
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Chapter 531 The Plan Was Ruined!!
Harry froze.
He had no idea what Hermione was talking about.
Darren was probably just acting impulsively, so why did Hermione say what Darren was doing?
He also said that he ruined Darren's plans.
"Explain clearly what Darren did..."
Harry felt his brain wasn't up to the task. Hermione snorted.
She glared at Harry and said, "Darren got angry with her because he wanted to show everyone that he wasn't afraid of Umbridge and that there would be no punishment for him going against Umbridge."
You didn't hear his conversation with Umbridge, where he said that if Umbridge fired him, he would go and kill Umbridge.
So Umbridge was terrified.
She was at a loss; she didn't even know where to begin, unsure how to deal with Darren's show of force that would diminish Umbridge's prestige.
If Fudge knew that Umbridge had been intimidated at Hogwarts and that Umbridge couldn't refute him, he would have no choice but to call Umbridge back and replace him with someone else.
But now it's all over, because of your appearance.
You're not afraid of Umbridge; I'm sure she was overjoyed when she saw you.
She'll definitely make a big show of it with you.
She'll definitely make sure everyone in the school knows what will happen if you argue with her like that.
"I'm not afraid of what she might do to me!"
Harry shouted loudly.
Hermione glared at him again.
“Don’t take your anger out on us. You’re not afraid of her, but you ruined Darren’s plans.”
You became the chicken that Umbridge wanted to kill as a scapegoat, and Darren naturally couldn't bear to let you suffer.
So since the plan has been ruined, he can only help you play the role of the chicken, do you understand?
Darren returned pale-faced; this was Umbridge's way of intimidating her, and now no one dared to contradict her.
At the very least, it should be a fair and square rebuttal, a fair and square accusation. Hermione said coldly.
Then she dropped the syrup tart she was holding. She lay there and began to sob softly. Harry stood there helplessly. Ron did the same.
They had no experience comforting girls. Darren had always been the one to do it in these situations.
But at this moment, Darren lowered his head and ate, seemingly unable to face them; he didn't even dare to turn his head.
"No need to call him, he's already overwhelmed enough!"
Hermione wiped away her tears.
Then she stood up, turned around, and left.
Judging from the direction she's facing, it should be towards the Gryffindor common room.
Harry had wanted to wait for Darren, but then he remembered that Darren would be in Snape's detention that night.
"He's very busy, besides."
We'll find out what he went through tomorrow.
Someone will always know something; if Umbridge really is making an example of someone, she'll definitely leak some information!
Ron said in a low voice.
Darren, of course, had no idea that Hermione had imagined so much.
In reality, he only threatened Umbridge because he didn't want to attend her classes.
He could tolerate other courses. But Umbridge was too ugly.
And they make so many demands in the classroom.
This made him not want to go in at all; he felt extremely disgusted. That's why he took the opportunity to argue with Umbridge.
But to my surprise, Harry followed us out too.
He could skip Umbridge's classes, but Harry couldn't. So he brought up Umbridge's issue and got Harry to go back to school. Darren lowered his head and ate another ice cream.
When he had finished eating, he saw Umbridge swagger to the teachers' seat.
Darren glanced at her and saw that she was looking at him triumphantly, clearly overjoyed.
Darren wore a bitter expression. He clearly felt extremely helpless.
"Come here, Darren Porter, it's time for your detention!"
"Snape said suddenly. Darren seemed to remember something at that moment and quickly stood up."
He walked toward Snape.
Umbridge was asking Professor McGonagall, "Was Darren Porter really a model student? How come he had so many detentions?"
"You need to ask Severus about that; I'm not his dean!"
Professor McGonagall said coldly.
Then she turned and left the teacher's seat.
With Professor McGonagall's departure, Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick... left one after another.
Finally, only Umbridge remained at the teachers' table. She stood up angrily.
Her eyes were red with anger. Darren suspected she might write to Fudge to complain.
"Go quickly!"
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