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Clearly, this guy is planning to retaliate.
It's estimated that they plan to start by addressing the timing of Buckbeak's indictment.
If he doesn't participate in Buckbeak's lawsuit, then it will be completely useless, won't it?
If things got even more extreme, Fudge could have gone back to the Ministry of Magic and gotten them to remove the regulation he mentioned, making things even more thorough.
After all, Fudge was tricked into using Truth Potion to prove his innocence, and he would absolutely not be willing to do anything to rub salt into Fudge's wounds.
Rather than waiting for Fudge to cause trouble quietly, Darren felt it was better to give Fudge the opportunity.
No matter how much Fudge does, Dumbledore will not let Buckbeak die.
We can just use the time converter to do something, and that'll solve the problem, right?
Furthermore, Darren can use this incident to boost his "Holy Father" rating.
That kills two birds with one stone.
Darren almost burst out laughing.
However, he quickly suppressed his smile. He looked at Fudge, his eyes filled with pleading.
Fudge laughed.
He looked at Darren and said, "I remember it was 3:30 in the afternoon."
Tsk.
It was clearly 2 p.m., but he ended up talking for an extra hour and a half.
If he were just an ordinary student, a little saint, he probably wouldn't even have tears left to shed in the end.
Tsk.
Thankfully, he wasn't...
In fact, Fudge was telling Darren and the others that even if the lawsuit was filed at 2 PM, they wouldn't be able to attend.
Because they still have one last exam.
That's a divination class.
Because divination classes were easy to get by, Darren never gave up on taking them.
Goodness, besides Hagrid, what other course can be so easy to fool as Divination?
All you need to do is predict your own death.
He spends every day doing his homework predicting what will happen to him.
Trelawney praised him every time he predicted how he would die.
It's the same this time.
As soon as he entered the classroom, Trelawney showed him the crystal ball.
The inside of the crystal ball was shrouded in mist.
Darren looked at it for a while, then said, "I'll be hospitalized tonight. I don't know why, and I might get injured again. I hope to see you again tomorrow, Professor."
Professor Trelawney praised him highly.
"Oh, Darren, I've discovered you truly have a talent for prophecy. I hope you'll choose my course again next year!"
Darren nodded vigorously.
He will definitely choose Trelawney's course next year.
After all, it's hard to find courses that are so easy to fool.
When he finally emerged from Trelawney's classroom, Harry and the others were already waiting for him at the door.
Their expressions were extremely unpleasant.
When he saw Darren, he hesitated to speak.
Obviously.
The news of Hagrid's defeat in court has arrived.
He'll have to act convincingly in a moment.
Darren cleared his throat.
Then an anxious expression appeared on his face.
"Quick, brother, let's go to Hagrid's place! I still need to help Buckbeak appeal. I must make sure Buckbeak lives!"
Harry and the others' eyes were already filled with tears.
Darren was startled.
"Who bullied your brother? And Hermione, Ron, why are you crying? Did you not do well on your tests? It's okay, I can tutor you next year..."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
"Darren, I want to tell you something, but don't be too sad."
"Yes, we didn't want to tell you, but if you go, you'll definitely find out, so..."
Ron took a deep breath and looked at Darren, whispering, "Darren... Buckbeak lost, Hagrid lost the case..."
Darren stared in astonishment, his eyes widening.
"How could that be? It's not even 3:30 yet! It's only 3:00, how could you have lost the case?"
“Darren, Fudge lied to us. The indictment is scheduled for 2 PM… This is Hagrid’s letter…”
He held up a piece of paper.
Darren's fingers trembled as he continued.
He saw a sign that read: "You don't need to come. You've lost the case. The execution will take place at sunset... I don't want you to see this."
"No, no, how could that be? Fudge clearly said 3:30, how come it's 2:00? Why?"
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
Darren looked at Harry with a blank expression.
Harry opened his mouth.
He couldn't tell Darren that Fudge was definitely getting revenge on him.
If he had told Darren, Darren would have felt even more guilty.
So he said with difficulty, "Perhaps he remembered it wrong..."
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Chapter 365 I know you're taking revenge!
"Mistakenly remembered?"
Darren seemed to find the word somewhat hard to believe. But he quickly accepted the explanation.
He rushed frantically toward Hagrid.
"I'm going to see Minister Fauci, I want to reopen the lawsuit..."
He stopped talking.
Because Fudge had already stopped in front of him.
He had just come out of Dumbledore's office.
He saw Darren.
He smiled and said, "Darren, what's wrong?"
Darren forced a fawning expression and said with difficulty, "Minister, could you let me help Buckbeak with the prosecution again? You were wrong about the time before, it wasn't 3:30, it was 2:00..."
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
[bite………]
"What time?"
Fudge deliberately feigned a blank expression.
Darren stared at him blankly.
After a long while, as if realizing what he was doing, he said in a hoarse voice, "Then I want to revoke the lawsuit against Buckbeak."