The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

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"Whoosh whoosh—"

Dense spells were shot from all directions into the huge steam mass created by Link.

The thick fog could not keep the Aurors, hunters, and strikers in sight. Therefore, the angles of the spells shot by them were quite tricky, and almost every shot perfectly circumvented the grafted limbs waving indiscriminately. Hit the Glue Butcher with precision and blast swathes of rotten flesh and thick juices on its rotting surface.

"Roar!"

The screams in the thick fog became even more shrill.

It seems that it is not just a single scream, but the mourning of countless men and women is superimposed.

Through the gaps in the thick fog stirred up by the whistling magic spell, people could vaguely see the countless faces glued to the butcher's body, writhing in pain—the attack just now was hurting. While gluing the butcher, it also annihilated large swaths of human faces.

In this situation, even the most ruthless hunters will inevitably develop a little sympathy, and can only continue to rely on strong willpower to wave their wands.

Survival is a human instinct.

Even if it is made into a monster like a glue butcher, those locked souls still want to live.

And the souls that are currently glued to the butcher are definitely the most powerful existences in the human group with the most powerful will to survive, without any exception.

Because these souls and the glue butcher themselves are actually pure enslavement and exploitation.

It is by constantly exploiting those souls and bodies, and wanton plundering of energy, that the glued butcher can survive.

And this kind of plunder will cause great pain to those souls.

Those who can endure this kind of torture and have not disappeared, naturally have a strong will to survive.

What Link and others are doing now is annihilating the last vitality of this group of souls.

In the eyes of Link and others, this is helping them to free themselves, but unfortunately driven by instinct, these souls obviously don't see it that way.

As a result, just as the firepower of the Allied Forces of the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom of China became stronger and stronger, the magic power that was originally scattered in each face began to gather at the core position of the glue butcher.

These magical powers are not pure, but they are so numerous that it is difficult to understand.

The dazzling azure blue magical aura burst out along with the roar of the adhesive butcher, and it instantly dissipated the high-temperature steam wrapped around it.

Immediately afterwards, the glued butcher opened his mouth again with an astonishing magnitude that was almost dislocated.

But this time it is obviously not for roaring, because the position of its throat has been completely smudged into a dazzling blue by the magical aura.

"Prepare to defend!"

Old Clay roared hysterically.

The hunters who received the order were the first to react and scattered in the corners of the hall in small groups, using the potholes corroded by the acid as a cover.

Aurors and strikers, adhering to the traditional concept of military formations, quickly formed several huge square formations and released combined protection spells.

At the same time, the Glue Butcher's charge has been completely completed.

Everyone just felt a flash in front of their eyes, and they saw countless blue magic rays shoot out from the mouth of the glue butcher, like a dense laser grid at the same time, sweeping back and forth across the entire hall.

To be honest, this is a very crude way of using magic power, and the principle of formation is just to compress the magic power and launch it.

Even the youngest freshman at Hogwarts can cast this type of magic after becoming familiar with his own magic.

In contrast to its advantage of being simple to cast, it has the disadvantage of huge consumption and not outstanding power.

It's just that these shortcomings have become the most terrifying attacks after being supported by the huge magical power in the glued butcher's body.

From Link's observation, the power of this round of AOE may not be lost to the Holy Light attack that Dumbledore showed at Hogwarts not long ago.

Therefore, without any hesitation, Link did not retreat but advanced for the first time, and directly stood in front of everyone.

Countless cursed magic powers poured out of his body, dancing happily in mid-air, and finally, following Link's will, turned into giant pythons and bit down on the sticking butcher's rays. There was a hurricane in the not-so-spacious back office lobby.

But this is far from over.

After the cursed pythons really intersected with the rays, the vast wave of magic power created by the two magic power hedges exploded.

A lot of free and fine rays broke through the blockade of the air waves and flew straight towards the established target.

Fortunately, after being blocked by Link, the power of these rays has been greatly reduced, and they were all blocked by hunters and Aurors without any accident.

At the same time, Link, under the influence of the curse magic, rushed straight to the adhesive butcher.

After continuously firing such a large wave of magic rays, the butcher's mouth covered with fangs was glued together, or the mouthparts were completely roasted and rotten at the moment, leaving only a black and charred, still blushing. The black hole of smoke continued to roar at Link there.

The tumor face on the front of the glued butcher seemed to realize something.

By bonding the magic power that filled the butcher's body, they finally had the ability to speak out. Some began to yell at Link, some cried and begged for Link's life, and most of them just wailed.

Link's deep eyes trembled slightly, and a few traces of pity flashed vaguely, but in the end, he was calmed down by Occlumency.

"Rest in peace, this is the best outcome for you."

Indifferent words sounded.

Link's turquoise wind bullet, which was still charged in his left hand, was thrown out, and at the same time, the wand in his right hand finally fell.

boom-

A huge amount of compressed air exploded on the adhesive butcher's chest, and the fiery whirlwind heated by Link's fog armor steam explosion shattered the adhesive butcher's entire body like a mountain of meat in an instant.

Honestly it's not the best way to deal with this glue butcher.

It should be known from the other Infernal corpses placed here that this glued butcher should also have the ability to self-destruct.

And because this glued butcher has a lot of magic and soul power gathered in his body, the power of the explosion may be far beyond imagination.

What Link had just done was the equivalent of stabbing a balloon with a needle.

Fortunately, Link has already seen these situations clearly, so he is ready to make up for it.

Just when the amazing magic power lost its limit and began to expand infinitely with acid and poisonous gas, the Vanishing Charm that Link had previously shot appeared in time.

The huge beam with a diameter of nearly five meters instantly enveloped the entire core of the glued butcher, and decomposed it into the most basic magic power.

And the other acids and poisonous gas that were escaping from the glued butchers became fiery food.

It was devoured by the cheerful roar of the only remaining fiery monster.

Such a neat and tidy way of handling shocked all the allied forces of the Ministry of Magic of the Ministry of Magic who had just reacted.

The entire hall was silent for just a short moment, and then it was completely drowned out by cheers.

Link, who was lifted up in the air by magic power, slowly landed, and after glancing at everyone with a cold expression, the hall gradually became quiet.

It's just that the eyes of everyone looking at Link are still hot.

"Everyone, start the next search of the French Ministry of Magic, don't let any secret passages or secret rooms go. From today, this is our stronghold in the French magic circle."

Link's voice fell, and the entire logistics hall immediately boiled again.

Under the assignment of the various Auror captains, except for the Hogwarts Temporary Strikers who were left in the hall to take care of the wounded, the rest of the troops were all divided into groups of twelve and began to follow the instructions to go to the places that needed to be explored. block.

And Link took old Kled, Newland, and Skeffen and the others straight to the entrance of the minister's office at the end of the hall.

The closed door there seemed to be protected by some kind of force.

Even though the battle in the previous hall was so fierce, the door was not harmed in any way.

However, when Link approached, the door opened voluntarily.

Link was not surprised at all, and walked straight into the minister's office.

Unlike the modern style of the entire French Ministry of Magic, the style of the French Minister of Magic's office clearly returns to the classical style of the previous French magic main hall.

The whole room here is made of marble, with precious antique floats on it, and there are large Turkish embroidered gold and red brocades hanging on all sides.

In one of the alcoves was a long sofa, on which hung several peculiarly shaped scimitars and swords, which should have been made by goblins.

A huge magic glass lamp hangs from the frescoed ceiling, beautiful in style and color.

The floor is covered with a thick and fine Arabian rug, on which antique French furniture is placed, and the legs of the table are sunk deep into the rug.

The French Minister of Magic, who once had a relationship with Link at the headquarters of the International Wizarding Confederation, is now sitting in one of the soft chairs.

He was dressed very grandly, wearing a grand dress that imitated the style of Muggle field marshals in the past. You can see from the fancy style and the exclusive emblem of the French Ministry of Magic hanging on his chest. This should be him. Made specifically for a critical day.

If you look behind him, you can see several huge magical portraits hanging on the wall.

All the men depicted above are all dressed as fancy as the French ministers at the moment, and the golden inscriptions below the portraits explain to Link the identities of these people who have served as ministers of the French Ministry of Magic.

"Ah, it turned out to be the highest committee member of the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Link Foley!"

The French Minister of Magic said loudly.

When he spoke, his manner was extremely elegant, even to the point of indifference, but Link could still sense the other party's joy from his cheerful tone.

Old Klie and others dispersed as soon as they entered the office, and began to conduct a security search of the entire office.

When Link heard the words, he smiled slightly, rubbed the wand in his hand and said:

"It seems that you are in a pretty good mood. Did you encounter anything to be happy about?"

"Your arrival is the most gratifying thing for me."

"Oh? Such a reaction would be inconsistent with your status as Minister of Magic in France."

"No, you're wrong, this is exactly the response that best fits my identity. I can go on living knowing that it's you who came, but if it's someone else who comes, then all that awaits me is endless misery and misery. dead."

The French Minister of Magic said cheerfully, then turned his head and said to Newland, who was about to put away the weapons in the alcove, "Oh! Young Auror, be careful, those are the fairy treasures of the 11th century. , in terms of value, it is no worse than Gryffindor's sword!"

Newland's eyes widened, looked at the weapons in his hand, then turned to look at Link, and finally held his breath, and carefully put all the weapons into a special seamless embroidered gold thread. Inside the stretch mantra bag.

Seeing this, the French Minister of Magic nodded with satisfaction, and took the initiative to hand over his wand to Old Clay who was beside him, then smiled and took a sip from the Chinese porcelain with black tea.

The current minister of the French Ministry of Magic has no signs of resisting at all, and his composure is almost unbelievable.

Link also sat down on a soft chair opposite the French Minister of Magic. He crossed his legs and said quite relaxedly:

"You said other people would come, who are they?"

"That's too much! Elder Harris of the International Confederation of Wizards would love to lead an army in here. You know, that old guy is a jackal! You can only deal with this kind of people with sticks and swords, not kindness. And food. Because they never know satisfaction, after getting a little benefit from you, instead of being grateful, they will want more, until they devour you all. I can see all of these clearly, but unfortunately, everywhere In that situation, I had to do that."

The French Minister of Magic said with some remorse, "And the mob outside, if Harris is a greedy jackal, then they are stupid mice. Just because of some instigation, they want to come in and take me. position, and they don't know that they are only pawns of others, and they will not end well.

And you, Link Foley, the wrathful Avenger. Although your behavior is essentially similar to that of the mob, if you think about it from your point of view, this approach is actually very smart.

After all, you know exactly what this is all about from start to finish, and you could even say it was deliberately taken advantage of, so that you can get more benefits along with revenge.

Gee! Very clever approach, you are a qualified ruler!

Finally, there's Beauxbatons' Norton.

In other words, it was the force that sent Norton as a representative. This group is powerful and mysterious. It's so mysterious that even I, the Minister of Magic in France, can't see through it.

But they are the ones behind it all, the ones in control.

They are the evil spirits that roam this land! "