I Thought My Brother Was Dead!! (Continued)

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Darren's voice was very soft, a little distant.

Hermione felt a pang of sorrow.

Back then, she had not been by Darren's side.

She imagined him going alone to see that home that had long since vanished, that home that bore not the slightest trace of him.

Had Darren cried there?

He must have. Even now, they could see that his eyes were slightly red.

But Darren gave them no chance to ask.

He continued, "After that, I stayed there for a long time... Then I sensed magical fluctuations and immediately Apparated inside.

Then I saw my brother's wand bitten to pieces and him being coiled up. At the time, I thought he was dead. I nearly killed that snake... Luckily, my brother was still alive..."

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Harry had been about to say that he was alive, to tell Darren not to worry.

But panic instantly drowned him.

He had no wand... His wand had been bitten to pieces!

He had not even brought that wand back...

"I brought it back..."

Darren seemed to understand. He took out Harry's wand.

The wand had been completely snapped. It was practically just a piece of wood now.

A wand like this...

"Darren, can it still be repaired?"

Harry looked at Darren hopefully.

Darren gently shook his head.

"Sorry, brother..."

Harry thought of Ollivander, who had been captured by Voldemort, and Gregorovitch, who had vanished without a trace.

He thought that he would never get another wand again.

"Don't worry, brother. Just use mine."

Darren tapped a cup.

A flash of light passed over the cup.

Then he handed his wand to Harry.

"Use mine for now!"

"What about you?"