The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

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Dumbledore's office remained the same as before.

But in the office today, besides Dumbledore, there is an old acquaintance of Link.

"Link! It's great to see you again! Come and sit down!"

The Minister of Magic Fudge got up very enthusiastically and greeted Link.

The smile on his face is kind and gentle enough to make people instinctively think that this is a friendly enough person.

Link was a little disgusted.

Because compared to the politicians that Link had seen on TV in his previous life, Fudge's unsmiling smile on his face at the moment was too fake.

But disgust is disgust, but Link and Fudge have no grievances, and of course they will not slap each other in the face at this moment. Instead, they agree and sit on a sofa not far from Fudge.

Dumbledore, who had remained silent at this time, finally spoke.

"Link, we didn't mean to call you over this time, but wanted to explain the current situation to you, a victim."

Dumbledore paused while talking, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Fudge also took advantage of the opportunity to directly grab the right to speak:

"This incident has been classified by the Ministry of Magic as a serious man-made incident. Someone deliberately brought this black magic item that can manipulate the human heart into Hogwarts, which caused such a large casualty."

While speaking, Fudge took out the remains of the diary that had been completely sealed in a plastic bag.

"At the moment we can be sure that Draco Malfoy stole the diary from the dark magic items in his father Lucius Malfoy's collection and brought it into Hogwarts.

Although his behavior has been determined to be an accident, in view of the serious consequences of this incident, Dumbledore and I still decided to severely admonish Draco Malfoy and put him in a long confinement after discussing it. Not only that, I will also send Aurors into Malfoy Manor to search, in order to wipe out all the dark magic items in his manor. At the same time, he also imposed a huge fine for his possession of dark magic items. "

When he said this, Fudge narrowed his smile rarely, showing a serious look, as if he was increasing the authority of his words.

And there was a smile at the corner of Link's mouth.

Needless to think about him, he knew that the Malfoys were going to be very difficult these days.

As for the so-called huge fines and the search of the manor, there is a high probability that the Ministry of Magic took the opportunity to blackmail the Malfoys, but Link was quite satisfied with this situation.

After all, Link himself knew very well that it was a bit reluctant to send the Malfoys to Azkaban based on this kind of thing alone.

Now it would be great to give them a wave of blood.

Thinking like this, Link twitched his mouth and said with a smile:

"I'm quite satisfied with the result of this disposition, which well demonstrates the fairness and authority of the Ministry of Magic."

As soon as Link said this, the portraits hanging on the wall couldn't help laughing.

Because the smell of yin and yang in these words is too strong.

But Fudge was relieved when he heard this.

Of course he could hear the irony in Link's words, but the meaning of accepting this kind of disposal in Link's words was also obvious.

For Fudge, this is enough.

The yin and yang are all trivial things, and his face has long been polished by the prophet daily and other major paper media to be quite thick.

"Thank you for your understanding, Link. Here I also want to apologize to you on behalf of the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts. It was our negligence that caused you to encounter such a great danger."

Fudge regained a smile on his face.

"To the victims, including you and Professor Lockhart, the Ministry of Magic will come forward and give a certain amount of financial compensation. In addition, Link, your appearance in this incident is amazing to me! You are almost alone. The power saved the entire Hogwarts!

I promise to report this matter to Sir Merlin in its entirety. This may be able to win you a Merlin Class II Medal!

Of course, this is something that has not yet been determined. However, in view of your outstanding contribution to Hogwarts, I think a ‘Special Contribution to School Award’ should definitely be obtained. Dumbledore, what do you think? "

After that, Fudge looked at Dumbledore.

At this moment, his waist is straight, his belly is tall, and he looks very proud.

Fudge also felt that he did have the capital to be proud of.

Because in this case, he not only saved the Malfoy family from prison, but also allowed the Ministry of Magic and himself to add an extra income.

At the same time, the families of several other victims like Lockhart and Link, the only special existence, also got the money or honor they most wanted.

This wave!

This wave is a joy for everyone!

And just when Fudge was triumphant, Link and Dumbledore's expressions were a little weird.

In fact, as soon as Link entered the office, Fudge had still grabbed the right to speak in the entire conversation, creating an atmosphere in which he was the boss.

For this, Link and Dumbledore are very cooperative on the surface.

But inwardly I wanted to laugh a little.

Because everyone knew that Fudge was just a clown compared to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore and Link looked at each other with a smile, and then said:

"Of course the Special Contribution Award is to be awarded to Link, but I don't think it is the Malfoys who are responsible for this incident."

"Oh? Who do you think it is?"

Fudge's voice was a little distorted, and his expression became weird.

Dumbledore had an ominous premonition for such a sell-off.

The facts have proved that this premonition is correct.

Because Dumbledore said a name that was enough to stop the child from crying after a moment of silence.

"Voldemort."

"This is impossible!"

Fu Ji Teng jumped up from the sofa, his body was shaking violently, and he looked very excited.

"He, he is dead! It is impossible to come back again!"

"But this time the black magic item is to confuse the victim in the name of Tom Riddle." Dumbledore said quietly, "We have every reason to believe that this is Voldemort preparing for his return."

"Okay! Stop mentioning this name to me!" Fudge said breathlessly. "Link, you go back first. Professor Dumbledore and I have other things to talk about."

After hearing this, Link, who was watching the play with relish, looked at Dumbledore.

Seeing the latter nodded, he walked out of the office with a smile.

He knew very well that Fudge and Dumbledore would have a more heated debate later.

Dumbledore obviously wanted Fudge to be more vigilant, and it was best to use all his power to kill the danger of Voldemort in the cradle.

Unfortunately, Link thinks that the probability that he can persuade Fudge is infinitely close to zero.

After all, Fudge is such a person who is content with the status quo.

With a sneer and shook his head, Link walked to the long-lost Hufflepuff Lounge with a relaxed pace.

He didn't want to get involved in those things about Dumbledore and Fudge.

Now he just wants to go to the kitchen to eat something, and then have a good sleep.

...

At the same time, two Aurors were patrolling on the ruins of the observatory.

This was the task assigned to them by their immediate boss, Scrimgeour, the current director of the Auror Office.

It's a pity, perhaps because the observatory is too far away from the main part of Hogwarts, and no one can monitor them. Not only are their steps frivolous, but the expressions on their faces are even more relaxed, compared to patrolling. It's more like walking.

"Did you say that this place was really destroyed by Link Foley fighting that monster?"

Looking at the surrounding ruined walls, an Auror walking in front couldn't help but ask.

"It should be," the Auror behind said uncertainly, "Mr. Scrimgeour said so. I don't think Mr. Scrimgeour will deliberately praise the stinky feet of those pure-blooded nobles like Minister Fudge. "

"That's true, but if that's the case, that Link Foley is really a monster!"

"Huh? What do you say?"

"Did you know? The entire dome of the observatory is made of special materials and spells that are exactly the same as the auditorium. This material has extremely high anti-magic properties, even if we can't do it on both of us. Destroyed the entire observatory in a short period of time. But Link Foley and the monster did it~www.novelmt.com~ What you said makes sense," the Auror who followed behind turned around, "But I What is more concerned is how you know the observatory so thoroughly. I remember you hated astronomy lessons the most when you were in school, right?"

After saying that, a wretched smile appeared at the corner of the Auror's mouth.

As an old classmate, he actually knew exactly why his companion knew so much about the observatory.

The other party is nothing more than to pick up girls and come to the observatory to do exercises and deliberately learn some relevant knowledge, so that it can be used as a topic.

The reason why he asked knowingly was just to tease his companions and add some fun to this difficult late-night patrol.

But before the other party responded, the smile on his face suddenly condensed.

Because he suddenly discovered that a dagger was stuck in a pile of rocks under his feet.

The dagger looked extremely sharp, and there were two hideous bloodletters on the blade.

But the most striking thing was the emerald inlaid on the hilt of the sword.

Under the shining light of the stars, the gem exudes a faint green glow, and there seems to be a kind of slender shadow in it, which makes this gem look like a living snake pupil.

And the Auror who was staring at him also thought of countless voices in his mind at this moment.

These voices kept whispering, just to tell him one thing.

‘Pick me up and you will be the king of the world. ’

Gradually, the Auror's pupils widened, and he slowly leaned over and hid the dagger in his windbreaker.

Ahead, his companion turned his head because of his questioning, and kept spitting at him about making jokes about himself.

And he touched the dagger in his windbreaker and smiled very cheerfully.