The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

Link sighed with emotion for a while at the super strategy of Maxim and others, and then looked at Furong and said:

"That means we have to go to Beauxbatons. So, Fleur, is there any way you can get us in?"

As soon as these words came out, Furong suddenly raised her head, looked at Link in disbelief, and then murmured:

"There are some, according to the current regulations of Beauxbatons, the students in the school recommend others to attend the school, and eventually new students can get extra credits when they enter the school. Although Gabriel is not very harmonious with our family now, But for the sake of blood ties and credits, we can still visit Beauxbatons as family members."

"Ah, there is a new recruiting mechanism."

Link shook his head and sighed.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, just treat me as nonsense." Link waved his hand and turned to look at Dumbledore. "Then, Professor Dumbledore, let's go!"

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Link, and then at Furong, who was looking forward to the pitiful look on his face, and sighed:

"Link, are you sure you want to do this? Through today's events, there is a high probability that the Sombra has discovered us. If we go to Beauxbatons at this time..."

Dumbledore didn't continue talking, just shook his head.

This made Furong's eyes gradually dim again.

"Don't say that, Professor Dumbledore." Link said with a serious face, "After all, we have to face those enemies. You told me before, after this time, we want to It would be difficult to simply sneak into France. So that means this time is our best chance. So, why don't we give it a try?

After all, it is our responsibility to eliminate Sombra and Voldemort and maintain the peace of the wizarding world! "

Dumbledore looked at Link with a complicated expression, and after a while, he murmured and repeated:

"Yeah, it's my responsibility."

"Then you agreed!" Link snapped his fingers with a smile, turned to Furong and said, "Help us arrange it immediately, we're going to Beauxbatons!"

"Ah, this, this..."

Furong waved her arms in confusion, "It may take some time, I still need to send a letter to Gabriel, and Gabrielle also needs to apply for a place to visit with Beauxbatons."

"It doesn't matter, it'll be as soon as possible." Link smiled, "but I have to make it clear to you in advance. You heard it just now, our whereabouts have been detected by the shadow man. If you delay too much time. After a long time, if the Sombra Man has completed the preparations, we will abandon you and leave France directly."

"Of course! I'm already very grateful for your promise to help, how could I have any other ideas! Thank you so much!"

Furong bowed excitedly to Link and Dumbledore, and then hurriedly went to the study to write a letter under the guidance of Old Kled.

Watching her back disappear quickly, Link no longer hesitated, bowed to Dumbledore, and returned to his room with Emily.

Only Dumbledore was left alone in the empty hall, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, the sun had already fallen to the horizon following the long discussion by Link and others.

The bright orange-red sunlight hit Dumbledore through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hall.

His whole body was also dyed orange-red.

It was as if someone had spilled a basin of fresh blood on Dumbledore's robe.

...

Inside the Superior Suite at the Nicole LeMay estate.

Link drank a large glass of beer and let out a long sigh of relief.

After nearly an afternoon of intense thinking and discussions, his mouth has long been tortured.

At this time, a big glass of beer is naturally the best choice.

After all, although the actual thirst-quenching ability of this thing is worrying, it is refreshing to drink!

Putting down the empty cup, Link realized that Emily was sitting silently on the sofa next to her, looking unhappy.

"Who's messing with you again?" Link sat down beside Emily, "It can't be me, right? I think I performed very well today, especially in dealing with Fleur. ."

Emily glanced at Link, took out a hand towel and wiped off the alcohol foam remaining at the corner of Link's mouth, and sighed:

"Yeah, you did a good job. You've made everything clear to Furong, and you've clearly established our bottom line, so you basically didn't give me any chance to be jealous."

Link became more and more puzzled.

Now that Emily has understood his attitude towards Furong, why is it so uncomfortable?

Emily should be happy at this time.

"I just think," Emily sighed, "I just think you, Furong, are a little too ruthless."

"what!"

Link suddenly smiled and said, "You will be jealous of how close I am to Furong, but now I have made my stand with him and drawn a clear line, but you are feeling uncomfortable again. What's the point?"

"Because Furong is so pitiful."

"It's an obvious thing, she's going to go to Zangwill's wand shop to be a waiter, can't you be pitiful?"

"A lot of other things happened, that's why I said she was pitiful." Emily suddenly stood up and said in a somewhat excited voice, "Or do you think that with her grades, looks, and the fact that she has participated in the Triwizard Tournament? Resume, do you need to be a waiter? I'm afraid it would be easy to enter the French Ministry of Magic and go straight to a career!"

Link nodded, helped Emily sit down again and poured her a cup of tea.

He seemed to understand.

Emily must have heard Furong talk about her experience, and empathy has arrived.

After all, they are all women.

For now, Link felt like he could just listen to Emily whine.

"You really don't know, Fleur, she actually did make up for Gabrielle and Beauxbatons." Emily said with a sigh, "At that time, Ms. Maxime was not so crazy, and Fleur just Relying on my close relationship with Maxim, I went up to persuade Ms. Maxim not to carry out such a radical plan, but the result..."

"It must have turned out badly."

Link took over and said.

This is inevitable.

Maxim, who was in that situation at the time, had actually become a gambling dog. Under the influence of the gambler's psychology, even if there were 100,000 horses, she would not be able to pull her back.

"The result is not bad, but very bad." Emily sighed and continued, "Furong and Ms. Maxime have completely broken up. Even Maxime was detained by others at the suggestion of others. Hibiscus's NWET certificate.

This is a shameless revenge.

Without the NWET certificate, after graduating, Furong would not be able to find a job in the French Ministry of Magic, and she would embrace a bright future, and she could not even find a normal job.

It's like destroyed.

To make matters worse, Maxim, in order to allow Beauxbatons to recruit more highly talented pure-blood students, even joined forces with the French Ministry of Magic to advocate the theory of pure blood.

This is outrageous!

Maxim himself is a giant half-blood!

But even more outrageous, they also succeeded.

At present, the French magic circle has become more advocating pure blood than the country!

This made Beauxbatons and even the French Ministry of Magic received a large amount of capital from foreign pure-blood families.

Even many businesses on Lionheart Street have benefited.

But the recipients of these benefits are limited to purebloods.

Half-bloods, pure Muggles, and even magical beast half-bloods like Fleur have become unwelcome in this once free land. "

Emily stopped talking, didn't go on, just sat there and sighed.

In fact, there is really no need to say the rest.

Both Link and Emily knew exactly what it would be like when a nation fully embraced the pure-blood doctrine.

The most extreme situation is nothing more than what the magic world of the country looked like back then.

The mob ran rampant, Muggles and Muggle-born wizards were slaughtered wantonly, and pure-blood wizards became second-class citizens under the enslavement of pure-blood wizards.

As for Hibiscus, this magical animal hybrid.

That's not even a human being.

Rather, they are beautiful pets that can be sold at will.

Although the French magic world has not yet developed to that point, according to Link's observation on Lionheart Street today, it is almost there.

Otherwise, the group of people at Zangwill's Wand Shop wouldn't have the guts to force Fleur to do the physical hospitality directly.

This is blood discrimination in the original French magic circle, and it is a very serious political mistake!

Imagining the situation that Fleur would definitely get worse in the future, Emily felt uncomfortable in her heart.

During the Triwizard Tournament, how dazzling was Furong?

Not to mention ordinary women, even her Emily felt a little ashamed in front of Furong.

This is why Emily was so hostile to Fleur before.

Subconsciously, Emily placed Fleur on the same level as herself.

But now, Furong has become such a pitiful appearance.

This made Furong feel extremely complicated.

At the same time, Link looked at Emily with a smile, and only said lightly after Emily gradually got out of her complicated emotions:

"Actually, you don't have to feel so sad for Fleur. Compared to the rest of the world's murdered, enslaved Muggles and Squibs, Fleur is actually a very lucky individual. At least, she met us, And we are also willing to give her the right amount of help so that she can start her life again, right?"

"You know, Fleur is very different from the Muggles and Squibs you're talking about in terms of how miserable I feel."

"Ah, of course I know, and I didn't say that Furong is not miserable. I'm just reminding you that proper empathy is conducive to the venting of emotions and is good for the body and mind. But remember not to indulge in it and do something impulsive. "

"for example?"

"For example, in order to help Furong, explain our little lives, or other interests. This is my mother's education since I was a child. I can do things that can benefit the world by plucking a hair. But if I replace a hair with Your own life is not worth it. There is a yardstick here that must be grasped. It is like when you meet a drowning person. If your water is extraordinary, it is not bad to go into the water to rescue if you have the ability. But If you're a landlubber, it's better to stand on the shore and call for help, or hand a long stick."

"Then why did you promise Fleur to go to Beauxbatons? Isn't that a dangerous thing too?"

"This is to eliminate the Sombra organization and save the magic world." Link blinked and said, "Of course, there are also some of my selfishness here. Destroying the Sombra is of great significance to me!"

Emily was silent.

She lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

Link snapped his fingers and said:

"Come out, Kled, is there anything you want to see me?"

As soon as Link's voice fell, Old Kled's figure appeared out of thin air at the door of the suite.

He had a smile on his face.

The eyes that looked at Link were full of relief and approval.

He actually heard what Link said just now. This was the result of Link's acquiescence, and it was also Link's trust in him.

And the words just now are enough to prove that Link has grown into a qualified and excellent patriarch.

Having brought up such an excellent child, even if he died immediately, he could stand up straight, patted his chest and told the undead of Old Foley that he had lived up to his promise.

Gently wiped off the water vapor overflowing from the corner of his eyes, Old Klie said with a smile:

"Master, Miss Delacour's letter to Beauxbatons has been written. Would you like to read it?"

As he spoke, Old Kled came to Link with a letter in both hands.

Link glanced at the lacquer seal with the Beauxbatons badge on the letter, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth:

"Just check it out and make sure there's nothing unusual. I'm not interested in letters from little girls."

Old Klie glanced at Emily next to him when he heard the words, and immediately understood, nodded, and smiled and was about to leave.

But at this moment, I heard Link say again:

"Also, help to keep an eye on Furong, don't let her do anything impulsive, her mood is not stable."

This is to monitor!

Emily raised her head slightly, looking at the figures of Link and old Kled, her face rose with a hint of melancholy.

The situation became more and more bizarre, and she could no longer understand it.

Especially with the combination they currently form.

On the surface, everyone is in harmony.

But the reality is that everyone is secretly vigilant, and each has a ghost.

Among them, Fleur wanted to save his sister, Dumbledore and Link nominally said that they wanted to destroy the shadow man organization to save the magic world, but they also had their own goals in secret.

Can such a combination really reach the finish line smoothly?

Emily was deeply skeptical.

...

half a month later.

Inside the Nicole LeMay estate.

Link and Emily each changed into a formal suit and walked out of the villa hand in hand.

Old Clay had already parked the carriage in the open space in front of the villa.

Dumbledore and Fleur are also ready.

Seeing Link and Emily come out, Furong's face turned slightly red, but she still took the initiative to say:

"I'm sorry, Link, I really didn't expect it would be so difficult to apply for a place, and I wasted so much of your time."

Yes, it is indeed a long time, it has been half a month.

Link didn't even think about it.

It was just applying for a place to visit the school. Furong took so long even though Gabriel was an insider who went through the back door.

If it wasn't for the Legilimency spell showing that Fleur was even more anxious than them, and the results of Dumbledore's outing investigation also showed that the Sombra people did not take any special measures, and the entire French magic world was as usual, he would even have to It is suspected that Fleur is a spy sent by the Shadowmen to deliberately delay their time.

Link complained in his heart, but said with a smile on his face:

"It's no big deal, anyway, even if we don't wait for you, we'll stay in the French Ministry of Magic to collect information. So please don't blame yourself, it's not your fault, are you right? Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore dismissed Link, who pushed him out as a shield, and immediately said with a smile:

"Indeed, this time can't be said to be wasted. We have collected a lot of information about all aspects of the French magic circle, and we have gained a lot. And ah..."

Dumbledore took a deep breath, "I really can't blame you for the slow admission of the school. Your sister Gabriel, she really did her best!"

"why would you say so?"

Furong hurriedly asked.

What Dumbledore had just said caught her itch.

What she cares most about is Gabriel's attitude, and she is worried that Gabriel deliberately slows down the progress of the application because she resents her.

"Because according to the intelligence I have investigated, Beauxbatons are indeed on the rise now."

Dumbledore's expression became melancholy, "At least in the whole of Europe, its prestige has surpassed Durmstrang under Maxim's management, and is almost equal to Hogwarts.

Moreover, they also announced the NWET scores of the Beauxbatons graduates in advance this time, and the results were unexpectedly good, which made Beauxbatons a hot spot for admissions in Europe this summer.

As a result, this summer, Beauxbatons' places to visit the school have become hard to come by.

After all, it can be said that parents all over Europe want to see what an amazing school can produce so many outstanding students. "

"This is really good!"

Furong almost cried out with joy.

But her voice had just come out, and she immediately noticed something was wrong.

With a guilty face, he said to Dumbledore:

"Professor Dumbledore, you know, I'm not happy that Beauxbatons surpassed Hogwarts. I couldn't hold back because I heard that Gabriel didn't deliberately delay the application because of resentment against me. ."

Hearing that, Dumbledore's face was so bitter that he was almost ready to squeeze out the bitterness.

But still can only say dryly:

"It's okay~www.readwn.com~ I understand your mood.

Also, I'm just saying that Beauxbatons is about to catch up with Hogwarts, not that it's surpassing Hogwarts.

In fact, Beauxbatons has at least ten years to go before he wants to surpass Hogwarts. "

"Pfft-"

Looking at Dumbledore's stubborn tone, Link couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Hearing that, Dumbledore was full of dissatisfaction, and looked at Link as if he was looking at a traitor.

Link hurriedly coughed twice, finally holding back his laughter, then waved his hand and said:

"Okay, don't talk too much, let's go."

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