Just as Darren pondered where Regulus had gotten the information about the Horcrux, Blake let out a terrifying roar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Kreacher, you watched Regulus die and did nothing, why didn't you save him!" Blake shouted, standing up abruptly, drawing his wand, and walking out the door, "You damn elf, I want, I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing the sudden change, Darren was caught off guard, and watched the hideous-faced Blake leave the room, and then reacted and quickly chased after him, no matter what, at least he couldn't do nothing, and let Blake kill Kreacher......

"Harry, Harry, hurry up, let's stop Blake together!" Darren shouted, rushing up from behind, hugging Blake, "Wait, Blake, don't be impulsive, calm down......"

But before Darren could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a sudden pain in his back, and a strong force came, and it was Blake who smashed it down with a punch, "Let go, don't stop me, I'm going to kill it!"

Although Darren tried to persevere, he was still only fourteen years old, and he couldn't fight Blake at all, and after a few punches, he was smashed to the ground, only to feel the blood in his chest churning, and he felt nauseous and nauseous.

At this moment, Darren saw Kreacher's figure coming down the stairs and muttered, "The master's name is Kreacher, and Kreacher obeys his master's orders," while Blake had already raised his arm and raised his wand to Kreacher.

"Hah...... Alas, "Darren still wants to call Harry, but looking at Blake's posture, I'm afraid that even if Harry comes out of the room now, he won't be able to catch up, he subconsciously took out his wand and pointed at Black, "Except for your weapon!"

However, Blake didn't even reply, only waved the wand in his hand slightly, and the spell shot by Darren turned around next to him, worthy of a man who had fought with the Death Eaters, and easily defused Darren's attack, fortunately, all his energy is now focused on Kreacher, otherwise I'm afraid Darren will be unlucky.

Darren knew that with his magic level, it was impossible to stop Blake, so did he just watch him kill Kreacher?

Suddenly, Darren saw the umbrella stand made of troll legs in the hallway, it seemed to be quite heavy, if that was the case......

Dalun didn't think too much about it, he lunged forward and found the angle of his wand, "Impact Charm!"

Under the impact of the spell, the heavy umbrella stand flew up, and with the sound of the wind and several umbrellas in the umbrella stand, it smashed towards Blake together!

Although Blake's magic level far surpassed Darren's, he really didn't expect Darren to use this method to attack him, and he happened to turn his back to the direction of the attack, hurriedly turned his body and waved his wand to open a few umbrellas, but in the end he didn't completely avoid the impact of the umbrella frame, and was directly carried down by the huge force against the wall.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Darren immediately pounced and pulled his wand out of Blake's hand, only to find that the other party seemed to have hit his head on the wall, and at this time he was unconscious, and he did not lie down because of the support of the wall.

Just as Darren was scrambling to call for Kreacher's help, Harry finally walked out of the room with his hand on his forehead, his face pale.

However, at this time, Darren didn't care about Harry, and hurriedly asked him to come over and carry Blake to the nearest sofa and put him on it, at this time, sticky blood flowed down Blake's forehead, and Darren asked Kleeche to get a clean cloth and water to bandage the wound.

"How could this be?" The whole thing happened so quickly that Darren felt a pain all over his body, especially the place where his back was hit by Blake, and the feeling of fire and fire spread, and he couldn't help but gasp, "Hey, it hurts, Harry, what were you doing just now, didn't you see Blake's actions, why didn't you come and help." ”

"Ah, I don't know what was going on, I suddenly felt a pain in my head, like it was going to explode, that's why I ......" Harry stood by in confusion, looking at Blake's forehead.

"Headache?" Darren suddenly remembered Harry's trademark scar, "Is it there?"

"yes, it hurts the most, how do you know?"

"Oh, guess what. Casually dismissing the curious baby, Darren had a vague guess, looked into Blake's hand, and sure enough, the locket box that he had held on to was gone.

Asking Harry to keep an eye on Blake, Darren returned to where Blake had fallen, and soon he found that in the darkness, the gems on the locket reflected a faint light.

Darren picked up the box and lit his wand, under the light of the fluorescent charm, he saw that the box was clean and there was no stain, but Blake's hand holding it was obviously bleeding all the time......

He put the box back in the cabinet next to the fireplace, since it had been there for fifteen years, it didn't matter if it was a few more days, no one would steal it this time, and judging from Harry's headache just now, it was very likely that Blake's sudden outburst had something to do with it, and for this kind of thing beyond his ability, Darren had always thought that it should be left to the professionals to deal with.

After setting up the locket, Darren returned to the room just now, where Harry was wiping Blake's forehead with a towel dipped in water, but the blood was still gushing out, and it had already stained the water in the basin red.

"No, he's going to have to get professional treatment, and we're going to have to get a doctor. “

"But where do I go to the doctor?"

"Oh," Darren lost his mind when he heard this, and called an ambulance? He didn't think that Blake would have a phone or anything like that in his house, and besides, even if he did, the paramedics wouldn't be able to get in, they wouldn't even be able to find the door!

"Maybe we can carry him outside and go to the doctor?"

"Kreacher, Kreacher can help find someone. At that moment, a voice came from behind them.

At this point, Darren remembered that house-elves could all apparition, and they could come and go wherever even wizards couldn't, because there was no anti-apparition spell specifically for them.

"Great, Kreacher, do you know where the wizard's hospital is?"

"Is it St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries? If it is there, Kreacher knows. The elf nodded.

"Oh, I seem, can you take us Apparition to that St. Mungo's Hospital?"

"Kreacher will do what the master asks him to do. “

"Alright, take us to the hospital, immediately!"