Is It Just a Minor Injury?!! (Continued)

He landed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

It was impossible to tell that it had once been a person.

Harry saw that Darren's face had gone deathly pale.

He looked at the mud again, then suddenly waved his wand.

"Scouring Charm!"

The floor was spotless.

He thought.

This way, the Ministry of Magic would have no evidence that Darren had killed someone.

Darren's eyes were slightly red.

But he still said nothing.

His gaze was fixed ahead.

Harry followed his line of sight.

Hatred appeared in his eyes.

It was Snape!

He was pushing Malfoy and the others into the Room of Requirement.

"Crucio!"

Darren suddenly shouted.

But Snape easily deflected the curse.

He wore a mocking expression as he said, "Darren Potter, stop using the Unforgivable Curses. You can't use them on me at all.

"All these years, you've never doubted me. You simply can't bring yourself to do it, can you?"

"Shut up!"

Darren suddenly shouted.

Harry saw tears fall from Darren's eyes.

He practically roared, "I treated you like a father, but you killed Headmaster Dumbledore... You deserve to die!"

[ Ding, Paternal Points +100 ]

[ Ding, Paternal Points +100 ]

[ Ding, Paternal Points +100 ]

[ Ding ]

"Such sacred feelings, but..."

Snape suddenly threw a potion bottle at Darren.

He chuckled softly. "Did you really think I hadn't added something to your potions over all these years?"

The potion bottle shattered.

Harry smelled a strange scent spreading through the air.

He saw Darren vomiting blood in great mouthfuls.

He seemed to be at death's door, about to collapse at any moment.

But he did not fall.

He threw aside his wand and practically sprinted toward Snape.

He tightly gripped Snape's throat.

He shouted, "Brother, catch him!"

Harry finally