I Will Not Submit!! (Continued)

"Alright, stop talking. Let's get ready to go! I'll say it one last time: once you get the thing, leave...

Don't get tangled up with them. Voldemort will definitely come this time, and I don't think your lives need to be buried here!"

Darren said seriously.

Then he picked up Harry's luggage and Hedwig, and mounted a broomstick.

"I'll ride the broom... My brother was very good at flying, and I think this will make the Death Eaters believe it more readily!"

Darren said with a smile.

He kicked off from the ground and soared high into the air.

Harry rushed out of Number Twelve, Privet Drive at the same time.

At that point.

The house was completely exposed before the Death Eaters.

Moody and the others surrounded Darren.

They were all riding flying motorcycles.

Darren looked back.

His eyelid twitched.

He felt that these people really had no regard for his image.

Using his face, they were letting the wind blow their hair into such slicked-back styles. He felt like they were dragging down his looks.

No matter how handsome someone was, they couldn't be treated like this!

Fortunately, no one could record videos right now.

Otherwise, Darren definitely would not have allowed them to ruin his face like this.

They flew higher and higher.

Number Twelve, Privet Drive was almost out of sight.

But at that moment.

Nearly thirty Death Eaters surrounded them.

The Darrens flew straight into their encirclement without realizing it.

"Quick, throw the potions! Capture Darren Potter!"

The Death Eaters burst into laughter.

Then, when they saw seven or eight faces identical to Darren's, they looked shocked.

"Don't worry about that! Throw all the potions at them! One of them has to be the real Darren Potter!"

They shouted loudly.

Everyone hurled the bottles in