As for why Dumbledore left the Sorting Hat to him, Darren believes that it is definitely not what the will says, "those poems of it will leave an impression on you", there must be something else, as for what it is, in his opinion, as long as Voldemort is overturned, it doesn't matter, even the Gryffindor sword, after having the basilisk tooth dagger, is not necessary. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, not everyone thought so, "Since Dumbledore's will mentions them, they should belong to Darren and Harry!" Hermione said excitedly.

"According to reliable historical sources," said Scrimgeur, "the sword would be presented to every wonderful Gryffindor student, and that did not make it the personal property of Mr. Potter, let alone the Sorting Hat, which Hogwarts needed to sort for new students, no matter what Dumbledore decided." ”

"Also, did Dumbledore believe that only Godric Gryffindor's sword could defeat the Slytherin heir? Also, the Gryffindor sword was once taken out of the Sorting Hat, and he wanted to give it to you, because he thought you could destroy the Adversary whose name he couldn't even mention?" Scrimgeour turned to look at Harry and Darren.

"Interesting theory," said Harry at once, "has anyone tried to stab Voldemort with a sword?maybe the Ministry of Magic should have arranged for some people to do this, instead of wasting time disassembling lights extinguishers, so you're doing this, Minister, locking yourself in your office and racking your brains to open a snitch?"

"You're going too far!" Before Darren could say anything, Scrimgeour shouted to his feet, Harry jumped to his feet, and Scrimgeour jumped up to Harry and poked Harry in the chest with the tip of his wand, which burned a hole in Harry's T-shirt like a lit cigarette.

"Hey!" Ron yelled, jumping up and raising his wand, Harry stopped him, "Don't! do you want him to have an excuse to arrest us?"

"You remember not being at school, right?" Scrimgeour said, gasping heavily, "Remembering that I'm not Dumbledore, I'm not going to forgive you for being rude and presumptuous, are you? You can take that scar as a crown, Potter, but it's not yet a seventeen-year-old hairy kid to tell me what to do my job!

"You should learn to earn the respect of others!" said Harry.

The floor trembled, there was the sound of running footsteps, and then the door to the living room opened and the Weasleys rushed in.

"We ...... We seem to hear ......" Mr. Weasley was stunned to see Harry and the Minister almost touching the tip of their nose.

“…… I heard a loud noise. Mrs. Weasley said breathlessly.

Scrimgeour took a few steps back from Harry and glanced at the small hole he had burned in Harry's T-shirt, at which point Darren said, "Mr. Minister, I appreciate that you were able to personally deliver what Professor Dumbledore left us, but if the Ministry of Magic had done it earlier, we would have been in a lot less trouble." ”

Scrimgeour glanced at Darren, "No, it's nothing," said in a gruff voice, "I...... I'm sorry for your attitude," he turned his gaze back to Harry, "you seem to think the Ministry's wishes and your ...... Dumbledore's ...... The aspirations are different, and we should work together. ”

"I don't like your way, Minister," said Harry, "remember?"

He raised his right hand a second time and showed Scrimgeour the whitened scars on the back of his hand, "I can't lie."

Scrimgeour's expression froze, and without saying a word, he turned around and limped out of the room, and as he was about to leave, Darren said, "Mr. Minister, be careful, there is no Dumbledore in front of the mystery man now. ”

Scrimgeour paused and stepped out of the room.

Mrs. Weasley hurried along. A minute or so after Harry heard her stop at the back door, she shouted, "He's gone!"

"What does he want to do?" Mr. Weasley asked, turning to Harry, Darren, Ron, and Hermione before Mrs. Weasley hurried back to them.

"Give us what Dumbledore left us. Harry said, "They just took out what he had bequeathed. ”

Outside, in the garden, at the dinner table, Scrimgeour handed the three things they had given them from one person to another, and everyone exclaimed for the lights out and the Tales of Poet Bean, and regretted that Scrimgeour would not give the sword and the Sorting Hat to Harry and Darren.

"You don't have to be so polite to him," Ron muttered, and at the same time, Darren saw that Hermione was also nodding slightly

"Why?"

"After all the things the Ministry of Magic has done to us, do you still feel the need for this?"

"I think you're kind of confusing the actions of the Minister of Magic, the actions of the Ministry of Magic, and the actions of the Ministry of Magic, Fudge and Scrimgeour are not alone," Darren said, "and, in this state of affairs, I don't think being the Minister of Magic is a good job, besides the Death Eaters, and ...... Otherwise, I am afraid, it should be said, is very dangerous. ”

"So what?"

"Even if he was weak against the Death Eaters, at least one Death Eater was prevented from becoming Minister of Magic, otherwise," Darren didn't continue.

"How?"

"We're all lucky to be caught in Azkaban, I'm afraid it's just Avada, even if you can escape, I hope you can be as good at hiding as the mysterious man two years ago, and be able to evade the search of the Ministry of Magic, of course, plus the Death Eaters who don't do things so well, at least, you can't use Floo Net. ”

"But," Hermione whispered, "you say, 'There's no Dumbledore in front of the mystery man now.'" ”

"Yes," Darren replied simply.

The crowd fell silent, and Mr. Weasley looked at the lights out again and again, and Mrs. Weasley tentatively said, "Harry, dear, we're all starving, and we don't want to start in your absence...... Can I serve food now?"

Everyone ate in a hurry, and then sang a song "Happy Birthday to You", and after eating the cake in two bites, the party was dispersed, and Hagrid was also invited to the wedding the next day, but he was too big to sleep in the already crowded Burrow, but fortunately there was Darren's tent, although it was a little difficult to get in and out, but it was still quite spacious, at least it could fit in.