I'm Willing!!

Griphook raised Gryffindor's sword and charged into the goblins' encirclement.

He shouted, "These are Darren Potter and Harry Potter! Hurry and capture them! If we catch them, we'll gain even higher status!"

Darren cast Griphook a cold glance.

Then he waved his wand.

The ropes binding the Underground Dragon snapped.

The dragon roared and charged outside.

Darren waved his wand again.

Harry and the others were tossed onto the dragon's back.

At the same time, Griphook was thrown onto the dragon's back as well.

With an expression full of paternal radiance, he shouted, "Griphook, you may be heartless, but I cannot be unjust! You helped us so much, so we'll take you out with us!"

Sitting on the dragon's back, Griphook wore a dazed expression.

He seemed not to have expected wizards to be so kind.

But the next second, someone shoved him off the dragon's back.

He did not know who had done it.

But he saw Darren's smile.

Though that smile vanished the next second.

Darren was still crying out mournfully, "Griphook, Griphook! Hermione, let go of me! I'm going to save Griphook..."

Griphook felt a chill run through his entire body.

With such powerful magic, Darren could have pulled him back with a wave of his wand, yet Darren Potter pretended to be restrained by a Muggle-born girl.

Darren Potter was far too good at putting on an act!

What nonsense about acting with others to survive—he was simply rotten to the core! Griphook understood that now.

But his consciousness was already fading, because countless goblin blades had pierced him.

They hated Griphook for his betrayal.

Griphook died completely.

Before his death, he still heard Darren's grief-stricken cries.

He was utterly unmoved.

He had many things he wanted to say, but in the end they all became