Chapter 811

Chapter 811 Fanwai—He’s Back!!

Darren Potter is completely missing.

Before he disappeared, he was still working on the potion for squibs to turn into wizards.

I haven’t carefully studied the situation in his dormitory in the past two days.

Or rather, Snape had people hide the situation in Darren’s dormitory.

On the third day, I got news of Darren’s dormitory from Hannah.

It is said that Darren’s dormitory was full of experimental data, even the food he put there, not even water.

They analyzed every bit how wasted Darren was in the dormitory.

As I listened to Hannah relay to me what the others had said, the thought that I already wanted to run away was temporarily suppressed.

In other words, he is going to run away, and he will make such a good character for himself?

I think he must have gone out specifically and wasn’t sure when he would come back, so he made up that decoration so that everyone who entered his dormitory knew what a good person he was.

I thought to myself, a little want to laugh.

But I can’t laugh at all.

I had to let Hannah drag me to the school infirmary.

Because after thinking about it for the past two days, I was still scared, and I successfully caught a cold, and I was left behind by Madam Pomfrey.

She let me stay in the school infirmary and drank potions for the night.

She thought that I was worried too much, I couldn’t eat well and sleep well, and I still had to nourish my body.

I had no choice but to agree.

I lay on top of the hospital bed, staring bored at the ceiling.

Finally, I got bored watching and I fell asleep.

When I woke up, the curtain next to my hospital bed had been drawn.

I wanted to open it to breathe, but I heard footsteps, and I subconsciously didn’t do that, but looked out through the gap in the curtain.

It was Miss Betsy Greengrass, she, she was holding Darren as if it was! My eyes lit up immediately.

I saw that Darren’s body was covered with wounds, and blood stained his robe. His face was extremely pale, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to have passed out.

I stared at him greedily.

Finally, he smiled fiercely.

I relaxed and thought that I finally didn’t have to leave.

Madam Pomfrey took Darren.

She poured a lot of potions into Darren, and I didn’t know if it was bitter or not, anyway, I looked terrible, and it was difficult for him to drink it.

When Madam Pomfrey finally announced that Darren could rest and she went back to her office, I saw Betsy walk up to Darren again.

She lowered her head.

I thought she was going to kill Darren, and I gripped my wand nervously. I can’t do anything else, but I can remind Madam Pomfrey.

But I thought wrong.

I saw Betsy drop a kiss on Darren’s forehead.

She held that position for a while, and from my point of view, I suddenly felt that the picture was incredible.

Especially after she shed a tear, I covered my mouth and allowed myself to look away.

O scumbag, little scumbag!

I sighed helplessly.

I thought it was only Betsy who came over, but before Darren woke up, Dumbledore and Sze also came.

The two of them came over, so that I didn’t dare to peek again.

I quickly lay down, then slowed my breathing and pretended I was still sleeping.

I don’t know how long it took.

When I almost fell asleep.

I finally heard Darren’s voice.

He woke up.

He honestly reported to Snape the wounds on his body, and obediently told his suspicions.

My eyes blinked, and tears flowed down the corners of my eyes.

I’m not moved by him, I’m pretty sure he made it all up.

However, after hearing his voice, I only had two words of relief.

I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I haven’t slept well in three days. He’s such a little scumbag! I thought helplessly……. Darren is back.

The plot continues.

When I saw one day that Malfoy and Harry Potter were almost in trouble because of a diary, I knew Harry should know that Hagrid was the same student who had been expelled fifty years ago.

I don’t see any changes in Harry Potter though.

This is also normal.

His younger brother Darren Potter almost took up his life.

As soon as I have time, I will go to the school infirmary to see Darren.

It’s also time to choose a course for the third grade.

In the original book, Hermione chose all the courses and gave her a time turner, and honestly, I was actually curious and wanted to see it.

But I’m not that stupid.

I took my wand and nodded under those lessons, and then I chose divination and protection of magical creatures.

Please, I can’t help it either.

These two courses are the ones I know best.

And it is the best course to mix the days.

I didn’t plan to work in the wizarding world, so he wasn’t going to learn that much.

I feel that Cedric’s hardworking student is really a Hufflepuff wonder

Because we Hufflepuff really don’t really love learning.

We can only say that the basic course has not been abandoned.

It’s us who swing rotten.

Hannah didn’t have any other ideas, and after knowing that she had to choose at least two classes, she chose the same as me.

I know what she thinks, at least one person who can turn their backs on each other.

I turned in my class schedule.

Professor Sprout didn’t care at all.

She also praised me for being well-behaved and rubbed my head.

I suspect I may have been wearing glasses this year to make her think I was cute

In other words, Darren’s kindness to me won’t be fancying my loli body, right?

I circled in front of the mirror.

It’s really cute, but… Inside the body is such an old soul, will he like it?

I subconsciously understood that he wouldn’t take a fancy to me.

We are all so old, how can we be attracted to each other? I let out a breath.

Then take a look at the calendar.

It’s already February.

In addition to Valentine’s Day in February, the rest is the Spring Festival.

When I saw Akibari dressing himself in a big red dress, I knew that the Spring Festival of the lunar calendar had arrived.

At this time in my last life, I had to welcome the visit of the seven aunts and eight aunts, who urged me to get married and urge me to have children.

I fought with them, hated their urging of me, and annoyed my parents’ pleasure.

But more than ten years have passed, and I miss that time more and more.

Even the noisy voices of those relatives are so pleasant.

On the night of the fifteenth day of the first month, I was reckless, I made some preparations, and then came to the top of the tower.

I stood on the edge and looked at the moon.

The moon is not very bright.

The weather wasn’t great, but I just couldn’t take my eyes off the moon for a long time.

It wasn’t until I sneezed that I came back to my senses.

I took a step back and then I saw Darren…