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These are two identical dark green dresses.
It has some patterns on it, and it looks pretty good.
However, Darren remembered that he didn't have much money left in Gringotts.
Where would Mrs. Weasley get the money to buy him such an expensive dress?
"Brother, how much are the dresses? I'll go get some Galleons."
Darren said with a smile.
He couldn't possibly let Mrs. Weasley buy it for him for free.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Harry's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
He said angrily, "Darren, you're out of money, why didn't you tell me?"
How could they be gone? Aren't there still plenty left?
Previously, he had also obtained 80 million Galleons from those wizards!
However, upon further reflection, he suddenly remembered that all his Galleons were stored in an anonymous account created for him by the system.
Previously, he had emptied his private stash of Galleons and given it all to the Longbottoms.
Therefore, there wasn't a single copper coin in his treasury.
He felt a little guilty.
He should put some Galleons in his vault, so that people won't actually think he's so poor he has nothing to eat.
While it's good to increase your "Holy Father" value, you can't go too far, right?
To avoid Harry thinking he really had no Galleons left, Darren quickly rummaged through his suitcase.
He remembered that he had also put more than a hundred Galleons in his suitcase, which, in total, was enough for Mrs. Weasley to buy him a dress.
But after searching for a long time, he only found two Galleons.
He thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered that he had bought something during the Quidditch World Cup with his Golden Galleon.
So, only two remain...
Looking at the two Galleons in his hand, Darren was too embarrassed to explain anything further.
He estimated that Harry's misunderstanding was probably even more serious.
And it wasn't just Harry.
He could also hear what sounded like a lot of people eavesdropping at the door.
They jostled around, probably just to hear what he and Harry were saying. Darren opened his mouth, and finally he said helplessly, "Brother, I spent... I spent too many Galleons at the Quidditch World Cup."
I'll be more careful next time and won't spend so much... Looks like I'll have to return the dress... Actually, I can wear a second-hand dress too."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite………]
Forget it.
Forget about saving face, at this point, just focus on building up your "saintly father" value...
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Chapter 409 He's a complete waste!!
"That's enough. I'm not so poor that I can't even afford you a dress... But Darren, how could you not tell me you were broke?"
Harry said angrily.
Darren was silent for a while, and finally he said as if he was deflated, "Brother, I think it's my business if I want to donate money, even if I live in poverty, I can't burden you."
I can't let you suffer with me just because I want to do those things; that would be very selfish.
[Ding, Father Shen +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite………]
Harry was stunned.
Only then did he finally understand Darren's thoughts.
His brother was just kind-hearted—he wasn't stupid.
He does good deeds simply because he wants to; he doesn't want to burden others.
But that's precisely why Harry felt even more sorry for him.
His younger brother is always so kind.
He was indeed as Malfoy described, so kind as to be foolish, almost to the point of being utterly naive.
But Harry was unable to say another word.
His eyes welled up with tears.
Finally, he said, "Then, the thousand Galleons you have left in your vault are a donation from me. You are not allowed to donate them to anyone else; that's your food money!"
Darren didn't think much of it.
He already has a lot of Galleons.
So he quickly tried to refuse.
But Harry glared at him.
"I'll listen to you on everything else, but you have to accept these Galleons. I don't think you'd be willing. I'll donate all the money like you, and then we'll both starve to death!"
Darren quickly shook his head. Never mind.
Not really.
If Harry donated all his money, then he was pretending to be poor, and Harry would be genuinely poor.
Darren almost burst out laughing when he thought about how Harry would end up going hungry at the Dursleys' house.
Of course, on the surface, he reluctantly accepted Harry's Galleons.
That finally made Harry smile.
"Oh, children, hurry down! We need to get to King's Cross Station quickly, it's raining!"
At that moment, Mrs. Weasley's voice came from downstairs.
The eavesdroppers at the door scattered.
Darren pretended not to know anything, he responded loudly, and then he and Harry carried their luggage downstairs.
"Children, wait a minute, there's a message from the Ministry of Magic!"
As Mr. Weasley was about to lead them away again, he suddenly stopped, took out a quill pen, and sat down by the fire.
A head emerged from the fire.
“Arthur, Mad-Eye Moody says someone broke into his house…a lot of Muggles called the police…Arthur, you have to go…”
The conversation is over.
Mr. Weasley looked at Darren and the others apologetically.
"Oh, children, you'll have to go to the station yourselves..."
Then he looked at Mrs. Weasley and said, "Molly, could you please go with them? Can you do that?"
"Of course, no problem. Go ahead, but be careful!"
Mrs. Weasley kissed Mr. Weasley on the cheek.
Mr. Weasley blushed slightly, then quickly left.
His shy demeanor made Mrs. Weasley giggle.
"Alright, kids, let's go!"
Darren found the journey to the station very uncomfortable.
Because they were riding in a Muggle car.
The journey was very slow, with constant traffic jams.
Furthermore, Ron's pig and Hermione's Crookshanks were frightened by the constant honking along the road, so they clung tightly to him.
This made him feel extremely disgusted.
But as a little saint, he could only hold back and even praised Crookshank and the little pig for being so obedient.
We finally arrived at the station.