The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

"You are so cruel!~"

Fudge's voice was as stern as a nightingale crying blood, but in the ears of Old Batty, it was like fairy music.

He closed his eyes intoxicated, and the smile on his face became thicker and thicker.

Using the identity of the Saints of Grindelwald to disguise the outside world is a plan that Link has already made.

And Fudge's reaction at the moment also proved to Old Batty that Link's plan was correct.

With this layer of skin, even if news about them leaks out, the International Wizarding Federation or some other forces will find Grindelwald and Dumbledore in the first place.

As for Link and the real culprits, they will still hide in the dark and watch the show.

Fudge is naturally one of the most miserable people in this plan.

It's just that the old Barty can't bear any pity for him in his heart.

After all, the nature of struggle is so cruel.

Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.

Hasn't Fudge's persecution of him always stopped?

Even in the destruction of his family, Fudge and certain turkeys have been contributing to the flames.

Of course, this is actually a very normal thing.

The change was that he and Fudge changed their identities, and he would make the same decision.

Old Batty understood Fudge's approach very well.

So now when his westerly wind begins to overwhelm the east wind, Old Batty also naturally thinks that Fudge has nothing to complain about.

"Mr. Minister, the work of the Ministry of Magic has been too cumbersome recently. You are probably exhausted. Although your dedication to the slightest injury to the line of fire makes me quite admired, I still have to say—" Old Barty paused here. After a while, Fudge blinked and said, "Let us leave all the irrelevant tasks to us. You only need to deal with some really tricky tasks."

Fudge heard that the last gleam of light in his eyes finally extinguished, and his entire face turned pale.

He knew that he was under house arrest starting tonight.

Next, Barty Crouch Sr. will control the entire Ministry of Magic in his name.

Finally those so-called ‘tricky’ things that need him to deal with.

Haha, isn't it that they have the final say if things are tricky?

He is now a fat pig that was carefully raised by the old Barty Crouch and the others, only waiting to grow fat and slaughtered on the spot!

Old Batty is gone.

The posture he showed was contrary to the domineering he had when he came in, but he appeared cautious and respectful.

Before leaving, not only closed the door, but even turned on the magic chandelier in the office for Fudge.

He felt that Fudge was so gloomy in his heart now that he needed some light to take a good photo.

After all, Fudge is their important backer, and it would be very troublesome if he committed suicide early.

As soon as he came out of the office, Old Batty saw Percy standing in the corridor.

The other party was hiding in the dark, staring at Old Batty with a pair of green eyes.

"Send this letter to Scrimgeour and issue it as an executive order at the same time."

The old Batty handed out the only letter left in his hand very casually.

Percy took the letter, but didn't leave immediately, but naturally opened it up and checked it.

Then, his eyes became colder and colder, and he said in a gloomy voice:

"You actually agreed to Fudge's decision to expand the recruitment of Auror troops? Why?!"

"There's no why," Old Barty frowned slightly, "just do it obediently."

Percy raised a few tones and said:

"Scrimgeour is our enemy!"

Old Batty went up and said without showing weakness:

"But the Auror troops are not! Not only are they not, they are also an important force that we use to fight the Death Eaters! As for their loyalty after the fall of the Death Eaters, you should not worry about them! I have a way to get them to offer to us. loyalty!"

"Is this loyalty only to you personally?" Percy smiled suddenly, "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking about? You want to bypass Mr. Foley and have your own personal armed forces, and then take advantage of it. When we are fighting against the Death Eaters, don’t you take the opportunity to rebel? But you don’t really think you can succeed, do you?”

The frowning brows on Old Barty's face suddenly relaxed, and said blankly:

"I really didn't see that you still have this humor. Why, have you been with Fudge for too long and been infected by him?"

Old Barty's words made Percy's smile disappear instantly.

He took the letter in his hand into his arms and said viciously:

"Wait, I will tell Mr. Foley all this!"

After saying this, Percy turned and left without hesitation.

"up to you."

Looking at Percy's back gradually disappearing into the darkness, Old Batty said lightly, but there was a little bit of mockery in his eyes.

There was a time when Percy was a young man who bowed his knees before him and showed flattering words and deeds.

But now it has become this look.

To be honest, Old Batty was not surprised by the change that happened to Percy.

In order to check and balance, Link gave Percy a lot of power.

In addition, Percy has been hiding next to Fudge, the Minister of Magic, as a superb watcher during this period. After a long time, Percy naturally felt that his strength and identity were enough for him to climb higher. Location, to run into a touch with a stronger person.

Old Batty, a young man like Percy, who has suddenly swelled, has seen a lot.

But in his impression, none of these young people will end well.

High eyes and low hands are an old problem of young people.

With Percy's tricks, how could he be the opponent of a man who has been up and down for decades?

If Percy was only intimidated and had to bow his head, then he had been swallowed up by Fudge more than ten years ago.

Smiling and shook his head, Old Batty pushed open the door of the Minister of Magic's office again.

Percy did not take the letter to give it to Scrimgeour, but to hold it firmly in his hand as a handle.

So he still has to ask Minister Fudge to write another one.

…

What Old Batty didn't know was that Percy was not simply threatening him.

Because in the early morning of the next day, Percy was already on one knee in front of Link.

And the one who came to Foley Castle with Percy was the letter written by Fudge that Percy took away.

Link was wearing a loose nightgown, lying on a soft chair piled with feather pillows.

The letter about the expansion of the Auror had been read and placed on the coffee table aside, and what Link was holding in his hand was today's latest "Daily Prophet."

As the largest newspaper in the country, "Prophet Daily" generally has the layout on it to be as compact as possible while ensuring its beauty.

After all, more space must be spared to earn precious advertising expenses.

However, today's "Daily Prophet" published a photo of magic with a full half of it extravagantly.

That was the photo of Diagon Alley at noon yesterday!

The photographer of the photo should have risked his death and entered a position very close to the battlefield.

Therefore, in addition to the huge and constantly creeping mark of the horrible black devil that opened the zenith, the photo can clearly see that it has been completely transformed into a ruin, and there is still an unfathomable huge cave in the center of the Gringa, the ruins.

It was not only Gringotts that was damaged.

The entire core business district where Gringotts is located has been devastated.

The mob wearing a skull mask laughed wildly and used a magic wand to blast open the doors of shops, and then swarmed them and started buying at 0 yuan.

In this photo, you can even see a large group of mobs putting a humanoid creature on the fire.

As the humanoid creature struggled and howled, the mobs onlookers swayed like crazy cheers.

At the top of this magical picture, the title of the entire report is written in enlarged and bold fonts:

"The myth is shattered! Gringotts was ransacked! 》

Putting down the "Daily Prophet" in his hand, Link closed his eyes.

From a purely academic perspective, the report published in the Daily Prophet is absolutely perfect.

Whether it is using huge pictures to attract readers' attention or using headlines to directly point out the core content of the report, it is an excellent writing method.

Not to mention the in-depth analysis of this report after the looting of Gringotts, not only to compensate the original owners of the looted vault, but also to run into a run due to the loss of safety and credibility.

Moreover, the article boldly predicted that the follow-up of this looting would cause Gringotts to over-issuance of currency, which would accelerate the inflation of the entire wizarding world and eventually fall into an economic crisis.

If there are any flaws, it is that this article still defines the incident as a robbery, and classifies the Death Eaters as thugs.

Even though countless people saw the huge black mark that condensed over Diagon Alley with their own eyes, the Daily Prophet still refused to overturn their judgment.

This is a great thing!

At the moment, this kind of nakedness and facelessness is what he really wants.

Link finally opened his eyes.

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he looked at Percy who was kneeling quietly below and said:

"You did very well."

"Mr. Foley is absurd! This is all for our great cause!" Although he has been kneeling for more than half an hour, Percy still says in an emotional voice after hearing this, "But Barty Crouch The wolf’s ambition is already clear, so please be careful with Mr. Foley!"

Link nodded when he heard this.

Of course, he could also see that Percy's ambitions had grown steadily during this period, so that his eyes were high and his hands were low.

But what is the difference between Old Barty and Percy?

Isn't this old guy who should have died in the original book now become arrogant because of such a small amount of power in his hands?

Cognitively speaking, Old Barty is even more stupid than Percy.

Because Percy at least knew that he respected the strong, but Old Batty had long forgotten that this is a world where personal force can override everything.

Words of power and power without power.

So now even if old Batty builds more things secretly, they are all castles in the air, illusory!

Thinking about this, Link chuckled lightly:

"Percy, you have to maintain respect for your seniors. You can't put such a big hat on someone just because of such a vain thing. In my opinion, Barty Crouch has done a pretty good job. "

Hearing this, Percy lowered his head again, and began to admit his mistakes in fear.

But just then Link waved his hand and continued:

"Well, we just captured Barty Crouch Jr. in this battle. As compensation for Barty’s hard work for such a long time, I won’t hold Batti Jr. to blame. Percy, you go. Little Batty send it back to Old Batty, and help us take a good look at what it was like when the two father and son met, and how Batty dealt with his only son. I'm very curious about that."

"Yes! Mr. Foley!"

Percy said aloud, with an unconcealable ecstasy in her voice.

While talking, he crawled out of the hall on his knees, and finally stood up after disappearing from Link's sight, and went to look for Old Klie with a smile on his face.

Although Link only verbally praised him this time, and did not give any effective promises or rewards, Percy was already quite satisfied.

Because Link's last words were tantamount to handing the errand of beating the old Barty Crouch into his hands.

He also looked forward to the scene when the old Batty and the little Batty and his son met.

But unlike Link's simple curiosity, he was more simply looking forward to this happening.

Because after this happened, Barty's prestige in the Ministry of Magic would be greatly reduced!

In contrast, Percy Weasley will truly enter the hall and enter the big stage of the Ministry of Magic!

Percy could even imagine the fear and respect that other people looked at him after this incident!

what! This is the power of power!

Percy left happily, but Kelink remained in the hall.

He closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows, as if thinking about something.

But in fact, he was simply a little sleepy.

After all, now the big chair under him is piled up with down pillows with small buttons, it is too comfortable, like sitting on a cloud.

Until this time, Emily, who had been hiding in the dark, walked out with a cup filled with purple and black potions.

She carefully placed the quilt and the tray on the coffee table, and helped Link tuck the messed up feather pillow a few times before complaining:

"You shouldn't have been talking to that Percy Weasley for so long."

Link changed to a more comfortable position and muttered:

"They are all good employees who do their best, I can't just play them casually, right?"

"Then you should also think about your body!" Emily frowned and put the quilt in front of Link. "Come on, get this to drink."

A wry smile rose on Link's face.

But in the end he resisted the disgusting smell and drank the potion.

Seeing Emily was satisfied.

She helped Link add another blanket and, by the way, stuffed a few more charcoal into the fireplace.

After finishing all this, Emily said:

"You are born here and stay asleep for a while. I will call you when I have lunch."

Hearing this, Link nodded, waited until Emily left before sighing, and carefully lifted the corner of his nightgown.

I saw a thick layer of bandage wrapped around Link's chest.

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