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After all, it seems that only Harry and his friends know about Tom Riddle's existence, but now that diary has been lost so easily.
Those people didn't steal anything else important; they just had their eyes on a diary.
Clearly, the thief knew of Tom Riddle's existence.
“Only Gryffindors can steal it because only they know the password… Okay, Darren knows it too, but do you think he would do something like this?”
Harry said helplessly.
Hermione and Ron immediately shook their heads.
They just subconsciously thought that Darren knew too.
However, no one believed that Darren was likely to do such a thing.
The three of them were extremely upset.
Unfortunately, a Quidditch match is about to take place.
"This is such great weather, we're sure to win!"
Wood spoke enthusiastically.
He added extra dishes for each team member, hoping they could achieve good results.
"Hey Darren, what else would you like to eat? Would you like another small cake?"
Wood then moved closer to the Slytherin table and excitedly spoke to him.
He then gave a mocking look to Malvern, the current captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team.
Clearly, his purpose in coming here was to mock them.
Because the Quidditch team's captain, Flint, and several of his teammates had already died in the last attack.
So even though the Slytherin Quidditch team changed captains and players during this period, they still had no chance of beating Gryffindor.
In fact, if Flint had really been killed, Wood certainly wouldn't have come over to mock him at this time.
After all, there were many disagreements between them, and Wood would still respect a dead man.
Unfortunately, Flint and several of his teammates were not good people at all.
Even if they don't die, they will be captured and imprisoned in Azkaban.
Letting them die cleanly and easily is too good for them.
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Chapter 268 The Basilisk Reappears!
"Wood, don't get cocky. Even if we change our players, we'll still win!"
Mavre gritted her teeth and refused to admit defeat.
You can lose the game, but you can't lose the battle.
Even knowing there was no hope of winning, he still had to shout angrily that they would definitely win.
But I was really angry.
He set his sights on Darren.
I wanted to yell at him, but seeing Darren's embarrassed expression, I just pursed my lips and decided not to bother with this Gryffindor little lion.
This guy is just a stupid lion who infiltrated Slytherin, why bother arguing with him?
If you really want to hold a grudge against him, perhaps you should consider what happened to Flint?
"Huh, let's see!"
Mavre spoke angrily, then he and his team stormed off.
Wood looked at Darren smugly and whispered in his ear, "See? You have to be tough on them. If you were sorted into Gryffindor, we wouldn't let you get bullied. Those Slytherins are such a handful!"
Darren's face immediately showed gratitude and embarrassment. He quickly said, "No, no, my Slytherin classmates didn't bully me. Everyone was very friendly!"
friendly?
Looking at the group of Slytherins who were giving him threatening looks, Wood realized how unreliable Darren's judgment of people was.
"Ugh!"
Wood sighed deeply, finding it hard to understand why Darren had become mentally challenged at such a young age.
Fortunately, the Quidditch match is about to begin, so we can talk about these things later.
Darren was pulled along by Harry and the others, preparing to head to the Quidditch pitch.
On the way, Darren heard that familiar voice, saying in a terrifying tone, "Kill him... Tear me apart, I want to kill someone... I must kill someone... Tear him apart, this guy actually escaped."
Hopefully, I won't actually be killed by Harry this time.
Darren sighed, a look of horror and even a hint of suspicion on his face.
"Brother, I heard it again..."
Darren said with a panicked expression.
Harry on the other side did the same.
"That voice again, I think..."
Darren was about to voice Hermione's guess from the original story when he saw Hermione run away without looking back.
amount.
This girl is too hasty.
This was practically handing the basilisk food to the monster, but thankfully it was just petrification, and it would be healed quickly…
"Hermione..."
Although he was inwardly complaining, Darren still showed a puzzled expression on his face as he tried to call Hermione over.
However, Hermione had already run far away.
But her voice still carried from afar: "I'm going to the library to look up some information, you guys go ahead!"
"The library? Is she going there at this time?"
Ron exclaimed in disbelief.
"Yes, how could she go at this time?"
Harry nodded in agreement.
He was still wondering what that sound was.
However, Darren had already hesitantly voiced his guess.
“Brother Ron, I think Hermione and I are thinking the same thing.”
Think about it, we both speak with a snake-like voice, and we can hear sounds that others can't.
Do you think that sound might actually be the sound of a snake?
He said after a moment's thought.
Ron and Harry's eyes widened.
They could barely control their bodies and expressions.
"Hagrid!"
They shouted the name in unison, as if they had suddenly remembered something.
"Hagrid? What does this have to do with Hagrid? You don't think that just because Hagrid likes to keep pets, he's the one who created this snake, do you?"
"It couldn't be Hagrid. Hagrid is very discreet; he wouldn't be the one keeping this snake."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite…]
Darren's words earned him a "Holy Father" rating.
However, what he said, besides moving Harry and the others, made them feel that it was outrageous.
Did Hagrid have any sense of propriety?
He has absolutely no sense of propriety!
They felt that describing Hagrid as someone who could secretly raise dragons was an overstatement.
However, they still didn't say anything.
Darren's next words caught their attention.
"Brother, Ron, don't think I'm wrong."
My intuition is sometimes surprisingly accurate. Last year, I kept feeling that Professor Snape was a good person, and in the end, he really was!
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