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Harry's face paled. He even wanted to take a deep breath.
But seeing Darren's expression, he quickly said, "It's nothing, I just want you to come over for dinner. Mrs. Weasley called us."
After he finished speaking, he looked like he was about to cry and quickly left, leaving Darren staring blankly at his retreating figure.
He suspected Harry had misunderstood something, but he had no proof.
He then looked at Sirius. Blake forced a smile.
“Darren, welcome. This may be the first time you’ve seen me here, but I’ve seen you several times before.”
Darren nodded obediently, without offering any objection.
After all, this is a very normal thing. He was brought here by Dumbledore on his first day here, and then he took a nap.
The next day, she was also put under a spell that made her unconscious.
It wasn't until the third day, which is today, that he actually started wandering around the room, so it's normal that Blake saw him several times.
But it's unclear what he said wrong; Black's face was even paler than Harry's.
He wanted to say something, but in the end he held back.
"Let's go eat! Molly and the others are waiting for you."
Blake concluded.
Darren could only nod and walk towards the dining room, which was full of people.
Before Darren arrived, they were all talking about something with great concern.
Darren had intended to eavesdrop, but in the hallway, Blake cleared his throat, as if to announce his arrival.
Then the room fell silent. Darren was utterly speechless.
He's starting to wonder if he really has a serious illness? Are these people talking about his condition behind his back?
But he genuinely felt that he hadn't done anything outrageous since waking up! He was afraid that he would drive these people to the brink of nervous breakdown, so he was absolutely well-behaved today!
Fortunately.
Perhaps they also sensed something was wrong.
Mrs. Weasley quickly stood up and said, "Oh, Darren, come sit down, we've been waiting for you. Bring some stew, it's made by Fleur!"
She chuckled.
Darren then saw Hibiscus.
She sat down next to an empty seat, without any makeup, and waved to him, gesturing for him to sit down.
"Shouldn't you be in France?"
Darren looked puzzled.
It was as if they had no idea that Furong had returned to work here.
“I work at your Ministry of Magic now, and Headmaster Dumbledore has given me some help… Hmm, try this!”
Furong ladled some soup for him.
Darren tried it and thought it tasted amazing.
He offered a compliment, then lowered his head and began to drink. Only then did the table become lively again. Fred and George were discussing the retractable ears. Harry was secretly talking about it with Hermione.
He listened attentively.
"Darren was just staring blankly at that portrait. You all know how nasty Mrs. Black's insults were, but he acted as if he couldn't hear them."
I called him several times, and finally patted him on the shoulder before he reacted. I almost thought he was about to break down.
Um. Okay.
He was researching how to cast a spell on the portraits. To silence them without damaging them.
I've forgotten about it.
"Who says otherwise? They even had their wands ready!"
That's Ron's voice. Darren clicked his tongue in amazement.
Good grief. These people really still want to ambush him?
This time he wasn't going to be ambushed.
A group of people actually demanded 5,000 Father Points, more than Dumbledore asked for.
"This can't go on. I wonder what kind of psychiatrist Dumbledore has found."
Harry whispered.
"Muggle psychiatrists are useless to Darren. He can fool those people. I suspect he secretly altered their memories. Don't underestimate him; he can do it!"
That's Hermione's voice.
Even at this moment, Darren's strength is still proclaimed as always.
"No one doubts he can't do it, but he can't keep going like this forever. I even dream about him going to find Voldemort and die together with him!"
Okay. Darren was exasperated.
It turns out it was because his acting that day was so convincing! Now they're terrified of everything they see.
"Darren, Darren, are you alright?"
It's Tonks.
She called Darren's name worriedly.
They seemed to realize he hadn't eaten and thought he was about to break down.
Because of Tonks' words, everyone at the table stopped talking. They all turned to look at him.
Darren was speechless.
However, he still politely replied, "I'm fine, very fine..."
He was now eagerly anticipating the arrival of the psychiatrist Dumbledore had mentioned, so that he could have an excuse to get better.
He acted so seriously before because he thought Dumbledore would erase his memories.
But to everyone's surprise, Dumbledore didn't choose to do that; instead, he chose to have a psychiatrist treat him.
They won't appear until school starts. This is truly... speechless.
He can't possibly say he's better now, can he?
Besides, he doubts these people will believe anything he says. He miscalculated.
However, after Darren popped a sausage into his mouth, he decided to forget about this unfortunate incident.
Because the food smells so good!
After all this trouble, the feeling of finally being able to have a meal is just so wonderful.
Of course, this joy turned into double joy after Dumbledore appeared with someone else.
A psychologist. Okay!
He truly hadn't expected that Dumbledore's "psychiatrist" referred to her. Lunalove Goode...
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Chapter 514 The Backbone!
"Dumbledore, who is she?"
Mrs. Weasley stood up.
A look of confusion crossed her face. Dumbledore laughed.
"This is the friend I told you about... After hearing my request, she agreed to come right now."
"Darren, come here. This is the therapist I found for you. I think you won't use the Oblivion Charm on Luna anymore, right?"
He said cheerfully.
Darren looked stunned.
After a moment, he shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, nothing else."
What I said earlier was just something I blurted out in a moment of panic. After my brother said his wand was safe, I was fine.
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite……]
"It's very serious! He's surrounded by a lot of harassers."
Luna said in an ethereal voice. Uh.
Harassment. He's not bothered at all! Luna's overthinking it, isn't she?
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