No, they wouldn't.
If we really wanted to die, we would have killed ourselves long ago. Would we die for someone else? He was only putting on an act.
Acting out his kindness, acting out his persona.
I thought calmly.
Stupid tears fell.
Hannah wiped them away for me.
She even took out a handkerchief and said I was too sentimental.
Ha.
She was the sentimental one. Her eyes had been swollen from crying at noon! Harry had put on quite a good performance.
Of course, for Darren, it was probably just giving him a way out.
I thought I already knew what would happen next.
Darren would surely rekindle his will to live, then stand up and expose those people's crimes.
Speaking of crimes.
Conte had led people in an attempt to murder Darren. Would he be sent to Azkaban? An inexplicable delight rose in my heart.
Actually, if Conte died, Father and Mother would definitely punish me.
But if he did not die and was sent to Azkaban... Father and Mother would at most scold me.
Because their beloved son was not dead. There was still hope.
My heart stirred with excitement.
But I was worried Darren would not be able to do all that.
There had been so many students involved this time. Those nobles had joined forces. Could he really send all of them to Azkaban?
He probably could not, right?
Unless Dumbledore helped him regardless of the cost.
But how could that be possible?
Although Dumbledore seemed to like him very much now, if it had been Harry Potter who was bullied by these people, Dumbledore might not have been able to send every last one of them to prison.
After all, this was the age of Pure-bloods.
Even Dumbledore would have to offend people.