The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

"Hey! Link! We are going to swim in the deep lake of Houshan, you can also come together, by the way, we can go and see the ghost ships that you are going to repair and buy!"

"Um, thank you for your invitation, Krum. But I think this kind of stimulating exercise may not be suitable for me. Besides, I still have something to do today, and I will leave soon."

Looking at Krum, who was in a single shirt in front of him and was interested, Link said helplessly.

Since he took over the Principal Doug's medal and officially became the director of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he has lived in Durmstrang at Krum's kind invitation.

As of now, this is the fourth day.

During this time, Krum, as the host, took Link to fully appreciate Durmstrang's various entertainment methods.

These include riding a flying broomstick in the mountains with a level 9 wind to do stunts, quasi-Spartan curse training, and driving a ghost ship to go fishing for sea monsters...

For these alternative and powerful activities, Link naturally is not very interested.

However, unexpectedly, Emily, who has always been very ladylike, has shown an extremely high level of enthusiasm for this.

In these short days, she has been wandering around with the group of Durmstrang girls riding on flying broomsticks almost every day to see the magical and miraculous scenery around Durmstrang.

After experiencing this unpleasant entertainment, Link’s only gain is why he is so tough on Durmstrang students, why Krum’s flying skills are so adept and Durmster Lang's particularity has a clear understanding.

To put it simply, the current Durmstrand seems to be in a ‘dark’ period when Dumbledore has not become a principal and has not carried out humane management reforms at Hogwarts.

The students born during the ‘dark’ period of ‘rule and rampant’ are naturally very high.

But as a price, these Durmstrang wizards have a particularly high casualty rate.

Durmstrang even has 5 student deaths every year!

In other words, as long as there are no more than 5 dead people per year in Demstrangli, then the German Ministry of Magic will not pursue too much responsibility, such as sending an inspector in the original book or closing the door directly for rectification.

Among these many special points, Durmstrang's special semester system is the most fresh in Link's memory.

In fact, Link noticed it when he first entered Durmstrang.

Although it is already summer vacation, the number of students in Durmstrang has not decreased in the slightest, and the castle is still bustling.

Later, after specifically inquiring about Krum, Link realized that Durmstrang’s winter was too long and too cold, so that all outdoor courses of the students had to be suspended, so their Christmas vacation was exceptional. long.

The extra holidays during the Christmas holidays need to be made up during the summer holidays.

In other words, this time is still their normal class time.

This kind of action can really be regarded as a model of adapting measures to local conditions.

Closer to home.

After finally getting rid of Krum's passionate entanglement, Link, who had put on his black hunting suit, went directly to the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office that Beckman had rushed to clean up these days.

The things he had previously told Krum to do were not perfunctory.

Tomorrow is the day for the implementation of the Grindelwald assassination plan, and Link must join Beckman today to lead people to the meeting point agreed with the Despicable Alliance.

Perhaps due to the short construction period, the decoration of this office still maintains the most common ruined style in Durmstrang Castle. The whole is more like a dungeon than an office.

When Link pushed in, Beckman, who was already a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts in Durmstrang, was facing a wall. No, to be precise, he was portraying a wall. The imprint of Grindelwald was in a daze.

This mark was personally painted during the time of Grindelwald's student.

After the war, Durmstrang’s school leaders hated it, but due to the orders of the International Wizarding Federation and the German Ministry of Magic, it was still unable to destroy it. It was considered a famous attraction in Durmstrang.

A few days ago, Beckman chose this dilapidated room that had been abandoned as his office because of this imprint.

Link has long been accustomed to Beckman's appearance.

He sat down on Beckman’s office chair, leaned his legs on the table, and drank hot cocoa without a sip—in the horrible place of Durmstrang, he didn’t drink this stuff every day. It won't warm up.

"What a beautiful symbol! Although I don't know why the International Wizarding Federation does not allow others to destroy it, it is...what a surprise!"

Beckman murmured with a vague expression, and while talking, he was still touching the crooked Grindelwald mark with his hands, his movements were gentle and outrageous, as if he was afraid of hurting the other party because of his actions.

Lin Ke heard a hint of sarcasm on his face, and said with a smile:

"Do you think the International Federation of Wizards has a good intention? They just want to use this mark to make everyone from Durmstrang, and even people across Europe, remember that Grindelwald is from Durm Strong students, so that Durmstrang and Grindelwald will always be nailed to the pillar of shame.

As far as I know, their ideological education plan is well implemented.

Most students like Krum feel very shame and hatred for the existence of this mark, which is why this classroom is so barren and dilapidated.

Based on the character of these bear kids, I even think that before you moved here, many people would come to spit on this mark or do other more disgusting things to vent every day. Maybe the place you just touched has traces of their saliva dried up. "

Speaking of the latter, Link's words have begun to develop in the direction of disgusting people.

But Beckman was not angry at all when he heard that, instead he nodded in agreement:

"There are indeed a lot of nasty bear kids who did the things you said here, but you don’t have to worry about me touching those disgusting marks. Because as early as the first day I moved here, I had already used a curse to clean it. Have been countless times."

Speaking of Beckman, he took out the curse and swept the wall with a whirlwind, "And I don’t think the vicious plan of the International Federation of Wizards has been so successful. On the contrary, I think they left this mark. The biggest failure!

You know what you said earlier. The vast majority of students hate this mark, but a small group of children think this mark and the story behind it are cool, and even deliberately imitate us. "

"Do you want to use those very few elements as the starting point to start the ideological transformation work?" Link frowned. "I must warn you in this regard. The organization of the Saints of Grindelwald, but the only object of allegiance to this organization is me, not Grindelwald."

"We have signed the'unbreakable oath'. Of course I would not do such a stupid thing. Anyway, those children didn't understand the spirit of Lord Grindelwald, they were just acting cool. I just wanted to borrow them as It’s just the initial point of effort."

"It's good if you understand. I believe in your ability in this regard. After all... Mother said you are very good at this kind of work."

Beckman smiled at Link, but the smile was full of bitterness.

Link was not interested in figuring out what kind of story was behind that smile. He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it:

"The time is up, we should start."

After that, Link walked out of the castle without looking back.

Beckman finally glanced at the Grindelwald mark on the wall with complicated eyes, and hurriedly followed.

The two walked all the way through the corridors and halls where the repair work had begun, and finally boarded the ghost ship "Flying Dutchman" surrounded by Emily and others, and surrounded by hunters.

…

In Austria, in a barren and narrow mountain stream, dozens of magic tents carved with different family patterns were placed neatly in the camp according to a certain rule.

A large number of wizards and house elves in gray robes are busy running back and forth between tents and tents.

The black-haired little Schwartz was deep in such a busy schedule, with an anxious expression on his face, as if he was waiting for something.

"Om!"

I don't know how long there was a buzzing sound in the sky, and then Link, Beckman, and several other heavily armed Beckman Castle veterans appeared in the camp out of thin air.

"Merlin! You are finally here!"

Little Schwartz hurriedly greeted him, "Quickly follow me, everyone else is waiting for your meeting!"

Little Schwartz pointed to a large white tent without any family decorations in the middle of the camp, looking very anxious.

Hearing that Link and Beckman looked at each other, the latter asked blankly:

"Don't worry, you have to tell me what's going on now."

"The situation is that the International Wizarding Federation suddenly went crazy and sent an old witch to monitor our actions, and the old witch also asked us to order the leaders of the five families to hold a pre-war seminar!" Ziz complained dissatisfied, "This is purely to toss people for the sake of showing their presence. To me, it must be Hartman who didn't give enough bribes. Otherwise, how could such a thing happen?"

As soon as this remarks, Beckman's expression was a little ugly.

For what they are about to do tomorrow, a watcher from the International Wizarding Federation is indeed a big surprise-he can't kill this person tomorrow, because the danger in it is too high.

But Link said calmly:

"I think it is necessary to hold another pre-war seminar to integrate and share information. At the very least, I should be able to know where this place is after this meeting, and how many people we currently have in total."

Little Schwartz, who was pulling Beckman toward the big tent, was taken aback when he heard the words, and then scratched his head awkwardly:

"Oh! Sorry! The concealment of this part of the information is a temporary decision of Lange, and it is the same for everyone, not just for you.

But by now, this command is no longer necessary. I can answer your doubts about these questions now. "

Little Schwartz approached and whispered, "We are currently located in a hidden mountain stream 20 kilometers west of the Newmont Gaard Prison. This location was also determined by Lange. He said this is the New Montgaard Prison. The extreme distance of the Phantom Shifting Curse is also outside the limit of Grindelwald's extreme perception-although I don't think Grindelwald can maintain such a strong perception ability after being locked for so many years, hahaha..."

This joke of little Schwartz did not cause the expected effect. Facing the serious-looking Link and Beckman, little Schwartz finally coughed twice, "Well, I know it's not funny at all. As for the issue of our military strength, I actually don’t know. How about this? We go to the meeting first. I believe Lange will give you a satisfactory answer at the meeting!"

After that, Schwarz made another request, and this time, neither Link nor Beckman refused.

After setting up the Beckman Castle veterans, Link and Beckman finally entered the central tent under the leadership of Jr. Schwartz.

Not surprisingly, this tent was also blessed by the non-marking stretching curse, and the overall interior style is completely like a tough and gloomy German-style conference hall. The only thing that surprises people is that What hangs on the walls of the conference hall is not the ornamentation of any family, but the huge letter logo of the International Wizarding Federation, which is suspected of flattering.

All the members of the Despicable League are sitting around a round conference table with no primary or secondary distinction.

Seeing the arrival of Link and the others, they did not show any welcome or disgust, but nodded slightly, and then changed into a somewhat nervous and restrained uncomfortable appearance.

And all the discomfort came from the supervisor of the International Wizarding Federation sitting alone in the corner.

She is wearing a dark purple robe with the International Wizarding Federation logo engraved on her chest. She also wears a monocle in her right eye. She looks like an old witch who is as dull as Professor McGonagall, just sitting there. Any expression can make people around you feel a sense of suffocation.

This strange silence finally ended after Link and the three were seated separately.

Lange, dangling and not lighting the cigarette, looked at Beckman and said:

"Old Beckman, how many people have you brought here this time?"

"Five old brothers who followed me back then," Beckman said lightly, "In a small space like Newmontgard, so few people are enough. Also, how many people did you bring?"

Lange ignored Beckman's inquiry, stretched out his wand and lit the cigarette in his mouth, and looked at Link:

"What about you, Mr. Foley, how many people did you bring?"

Hearing that the other despicables who were present all turned to look at Link.

Obviously, these people are most concerned about the power of this mysterious nobleman.

However, Link's next answer exceeded everyone's expectations.

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