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[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding...] Hagrid sighed softly, looking down.
"No one can go through a lifetime without ever seeing this kind of creature. If someone does manage to do so, he must be a very happy person."
"It was my fault, if I hadn't given the trophy to my brother..."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite……]
He didn't finish speaking. But it was clear that everyone seemed to understand his pain. He was simply filled with regret.
He regretted giving the trophy to Harry, regretted being too weak, and regretted watching Mr. Diggory die.
"I'm sorry, I'm probably just too tired, and I keep overthinking..."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite……]
Seeing the heavy atmosphere in the classroom, Darren finally had a change of heart and apologized, although his purpose might still be to gain some saintly points.
"Ahem! Ahem! I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but I think Hagrid, you should have received note number 343, that I'll be attending your lecture?"
It's Umbridge.
She looked around with disdain.
Then he continued, "What magical creature did you encounter today?"
Hagrid was pleased to be asked such a question, and he cheerfully replied, "Thestrals, they are Thestrals, they live in..."
"What are you saying? Speak louder?"
"Thestrals!"
Hagrid shouted loudly into Umbridge's ear.
Umbridge glared at him, then wrote in his notebook: "Manic, unpredictable voice, sometimes relies on body language to express himself."
Hagrid was at a loss.
He finally realized how difficult Umbridge was to deal with. But Umbridge had no intention of letting him go.
She asked seriously, "The Ministry of Magic has already listed Thestrals as dangerous creatures, didn't you know that?"
"But they're not dangerous. No, I think... dogs bite, right?"
Umbridge sneered.
"Extraordinary fondness for dangerous creatures may indicate violent tendencies!"
Hagrid stood frozen in place.
Then Umbridge walked over to Malfoy and Pansy.
With a smile, she asked, "Children, what do you think of Hagrid's lessons?"
Pansy and Malfoy looked bitterly at Umbridge's back, where Darren was watching them.
"Well, how about we talk about it after class?"
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Chapter 560 Don't talk nonsense!!
The weather in December was even colder.
As the snow intensifies, so does the workload.
Darren was returning from Snape's confinement earlier and earlier.
Because he stayed up late to finish his homework, his dark circles became more and more severe. Snape suspected that seeing the Thestrals that Hagrid brought made him more vulnerable. Snape had recently stopped assigning him any acting homework.
Just let him rest well.
Snape even gave him a bottle of potent potion of life and death, telling him he could try it if he really had no other choice.
Darren, of course, didn't try.
Why would someone try something like that if they're not sick? He doesn't intend to get addicted anyway.
So he continued to hover in front of Snape with his dark circles under his eyes, making Snape's expression grow even more somber each day.
of course.
Besides, Christmas is just around the corner. Malfoy and Cassandra are getting busier and busier.
They needed help with the setup of Slytherin inside the castle. Hermione and Ron were also very busy.
Darren felt that when he saw them every day, they seemed even more exhausted than he was. Darren was extremely grateful that he hadn't taken the position of prefect.
He had little power but a lot of work to do. He wasn't going to do that kind of backbreaking labor.
As for the DA gathering, there can only be one more before Christmas. Darren felt that these children hadn't yet discovered how to use the DA coins.
If they were in his world, they would find that water swarms are a very interesting thing.
But these children haven't even realized it yet.
They would only exchange a few words with Darren when he was setting the start time for DA.
At other times, he rarely speaks.
Darren always lamented that giving these things to them was a waste.
Sometimes he really wanted to step in and help warm up the group, but unfortunately, he couldn't.
After all, it doesn't fit his public image.
He's a little saint now, not a little goofball. He's starting to think about setting up anonymous chat. Then he can happily chat in the group.
But then I thought, wouldn't adding this feature allow these people to see through his true nature?
This is something that really troubles him.
Fortunately, he is now preparing to post a dozen more messages in the DA group.
For example, when communicating about learning situations, they will naturally discover the wonderful uses of this group over time.
The last DA gathering before Christmas.
Darren didn't intend to teach them new magic; instead, he wanted them to review all the magic they had learned before.
So time passed quickly.
When he announced that everyone had met the practice requirements and could go home to sleep early, everyone roared with joy.
Afterwards, Harry and the others were arranging for the others to walk outside, while Cho Chang, at the very back of the group, pulled Darren back.
Darren was a little nervous.
Of course, he only showed a puzzled expression on his face.
"Qiu Zhang..."
Darren called out in a low voice.
He then noticed that Qiu Zhang was looking at him with tears streaming down her face.
Why are you crying? Who bullied you?
Darren frowned.
Upon gaining the "Holy Father Value," I saw Qiu Zhang shaking his head vigorously.
She whispered, “No one is bullying me. I’m just very scared… Every time I practice these spells, I can imagine the scene of you being tortured by him.”
My parents told me to stay away from you, because they were afraid I'd offend that person because of you, but I didn't want to. I only ever wanted to be by your side…
Darren turned to look at her. Cho Chang blushed.
She pointed to the top of Darren's head.
She said softly, "Look, that's mistletoe... When you were in fourth grade, you chose Hermione... They're all sad... I'm sad too... No girl can be indifferent to your feelings... You said you were afraid of hurting our relationship, but why don't you just treat this as a relationship... a way to vent your feelings and make yourself happy?"
Qiu Zhang nervously stood on tiptoe. Darren could taste the sweetness of honey.
The scent of the girl's hair still lingered in his nostrils.
until.
"What are you doing!"