I Will Not Submit!!

Harry's throat tightened.

He said sorrowfully, "Then... Darren will be in the greatest danger. All the Death Eaters' firepower will be aimed at him..."

Darren laughed.

He cut Harry off.

"Brother, I don't care. I believe you will always be the core of the Order of the Phoenix, while I'm merely the one making the plans."

I don't think my life is important. Your life is the most important one.

[Ding, Paternal Points +100]

[Ding, Paternal Points +100]

[Ding, Paternal Points +100]

[Ding...]

Harry noticed that Moody and the others' eyes were slightly red.

Clearly, they too knew that Darren would be in the greatest danger this way.

Yet they had still allowed Darren to make this decision.

It was obvious that, in their eyes, they also believed Harry's life was more important than Darren's.

At that moment, Harry was sorrowful to the extreme.

"Darren, your life is no less important than mine..."

"Enough, Potter. Stop saying such things. Give Darren your hair, then let Darren arrange your task!"

Moody tapped his cane against the floor.

Harry looked at Darren for a long while. Finally, under Darren's gaze, he plucked out a strand of hair.

Darren laughed.

He dropped that strand of hair into the Polyjuice Potion.

The potion turned a clear golden-yellow color.

Hermione said with a smile, "It looks like Harry's flavor should be much better than Crabbe's or Goyle's."

Of course.

She did not intend to drink Harry's Polyjuice Potion today.

What she needed was Darren's Polyjuice Potion.

Darren reluctantly pulled several strands from his own hair.

Just enough—one for each person.

He actually thought fingernails would work too, but if people found out he was afraid of going bald, they might laugh at him.

Harry felt that this was truly a shocking sight.

Because