The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

"What did you say?"

Dumbledore suddenly screamed when he heard the words, looking extremely shocked.

And after Bagman really repeated it again, Dumbledore's face changed completely.

He flicked his wand, and Bagman was restrained again. At the same time, he took Link quickly out of the cell and said solemnly:

"Link, you should go back to Madam Pomfrey for recuperation first. I will send someone to investigate about that Rebel."

"I will continue to follow up with Reples," Link frowned. "What makes me more concerned is, what is it that makes you so rude?"

Dumbledore obviously didn't want to answer this question, he shook his head, just repeated it again to let Link go back to rest and quickly left the Response Room.

This made Link seem a little baffled.

Just some gallons with the Black family logo.

This kind of behavior of imposing an exclusive magic mark on Jin Gallon can not only prevent theft, but also has the effect of revealing his identity in front of those who know it, and taking the opportunity to force it. Therefore, almost every great wizard family can use this technology, and this behavior It was approved and reported by Gringotts.

Dumbledore was so excited because he thought that Sirius Black was involved with that mysterious force?

This idea flashed in Link's mind, but he immediately threw it out.

After all, this is impossible anyway.

Unless Sirius Black was controlled by the Imperius Curse, he would never have been able to betray Dumbledore in any way, or more aptly, Harry.

The most important thing is that the Black family completely entered a state of semi-extinction after the death of Sirius' mother. All the forces came smelling the blood like sharks, and each divided a large part of the interests from the Black family. .

Therefore, it is very normal that some 'Black King Galleons' are in circulation on the market.

Link's eyebrows got deeper and deeper, perhaps because of the lack of key information. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand what Dumbledore was trying to do.

And at this time,

Filch leaned over and called softly:

"Link?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Seeing Link's reply, Filch was obviously relieved.

But then he put on a serious look and said:

"I just heard them say it, you're badly hurt! So now you'd better go to Madam Pomfrey for recuperation, as Dumbledore said."

"Oh! Thank you." Link said with a smile, he could feel Filch's sincerity, "but I don't think my situation is that serious, so I can take a little rest for a while. As for now, I have some I want to ask Mr. Bagman again, can I?"

Hearing this, Filch shook his head, then smiled and pointed to the dungeon entrance behind Link:

"I already knew you wouldn't listen to me. Fortunately, I invited foreign aid."

Link shook his head in confusion, but when he turned his head to look, he saw that Emily had also appeared in the Response Room at some point, and was walking towards Link with a cold expression.

"Uh, Emily, I..."

Link seemed a little at a loss, and before he could finish explaining his words, Emily supported him, cautiously but with a strong attitude, and helped him to the exit.

As she walked, she forced a smile to thank Filch.

The two slowly walked out of the Response Room, and only then did Link realize that the originally empty eighth-floor corridor was now surrounded by Mrs. Foley, Cedric and other Hufflepuffs.

Seeing Link appear, the crowd burst into loud cheers, and then slowly calmed down under Cedric's dissuasion and Emily's cold gaze.

But people's enthusiasm did not retreat, and there was light in all the eyes that looked at Link.

Link's performance in the Triwizard Tournament is obvious to all. He not only won the championship with a tyrannical attitude, but he also resisted the attacks of the dark wizards and rescued Harry Potter and Stephen. nepe.

This is simply a hero!

"Thank you for your concern, I don't really have a big deal, you don't need to..."

Link greeted everyone with a smile, but got stuck in the middle of the sentence, because Emily's hand holding his arm became stronger and stronger.

Mrs. Foley also came over with a smile at the moment, and touched the back of Link's head with a look of relief:

"Okay boy, don't talk about that now, let's go to Madam Pomfrey's first, she's been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding Cedric and others also reacted instantly, and you and I began to persuade Link.

Surrounded by them, Link was almost forcibly brought to the ward bed that had been prepared for Link in the school infirmary.

Seeing Madam Pomfrey busy feeding herself medicine, massaging, casting spells... and finally helping to cover the quilt like taking care of a child, Link's eyes were full of helplessness.

He knew his condition well, and although the condition of his internal organs was a bit bad, it was definitely not bad enough to be treated like this.

After all, the potions he made according to out-of-print formulas and super-standard medicinal materials are really good.

What made Link even more speechless was that after hearing that he had returned to the infirmary for follow-up treatment, more people came to visit him specially.

While Madam Pomfrey was too busy to take care of the gaps, they almost filled Link's entire ward.

Fortunately, they all knew where this place was, and they remained restrained and did not make much noise.

In desperation, Link could only continue to deal with them, but at this time the crowd became commotion.

A sturdy middle-aged man with three little ones pushed through the crowd and came to Link's bedside.

"Harry?!"

Looking at the weak and pale face in the middle of the team, Link exclaimed, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah, Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are really superb. And to be honest, I basically didn't get hurt." Harry nodded at Link with a wry smile, and then said a little excitedly, "I am Special thanks to you. Also, about what happened in the game just now, I think we need to—ah!"

Harry was stabbed hard by Hermione, and his words stopped abruptly.

Only then did Link notice that Hermione's appearance at the moment was a little embarrassed.

Her smooth hair that could have been taken care of was now messier than usual, her face was even more swollen, her eyes were red, and she had obviously cried.

And her way of expressing her thanks was noticeably more direct than Harry's.

I saw that she completely ignored Emily's angry eyes on the side, and leaned over to hug Link.

"Thank you, thank you for bringing Harry back!"

She whispered closer to Link's ear.

Link's desire to survive was naturally full. He hugged Hermione in a virtual hug, with no substantial contact between his hands at all, and shook his head:

"You're welcome, it's just a little effort."

Hermione thought that Link was just being polite and humble, and he swallowed even more.

But only Link himself knew that saving Harry was really just a small effort for him.

After all, Voldemort's main target was actually him, not Harry.

Then, Ron, and even Sirius Black, who had a very bad impression of Link, came forward in turn to thank Link.

The former's performance was similar to that of other Hufflepuff fans, and as for the latter, Link felt embarrassed when he saw the twisted look.

At this time Madam Pomfrey finally arrived.

When she saw the crowd of people crowded in Link's ward, her angry hair was about to stand up, and she roared:

"The patient needs to rest! All unrelated people get out of here! Immediately! Immediately!"

As she spoke, she was still waving her wand.

For a time, the ward became chaotic, and everyone was expelled by Madam Pomfrey. Even Sirius, who had graduated for many years, was slapped on the head by Madam Pomfrey, on the grounds that he was such a big man. Still as ignorant as a child'.

Link was very pleased with this.

As for Emily and Mrs. Foley, it's clear that Mrs. Pomfrey doesn't think they are 'unrelated'.

After the entire ward became quiet again, Link asked as if he had suddenly remembered something:

"How's Professor Snape? He's about as badly injured as Harry, should he be awake now?"

"Professor Snape is indeed awake, and Madam Pomfrey said that his injuries are not too serious, even minor, but..."

Emily couldn't speak anymore, and bowed her head in embarrassment.

She felt that Snape didn't make any sense not to come to see Link, especially when so many people had come to see Link before.

When Mrs. Foley heard the words, she covered her mouth and snickered beside her.

Link laughed Mrs. Beverly even more.

He really knew Snape too well.

To him, the experience of being rescued by Link instead of saving Link and Harry tonight was a shame.

The current Snape is probably hiding in the corner and biting his hand in shame, right?

Imagining such a scene, Link laughed even more.

Laughing ridiculously, his eyes suddenly met Emily's slightly resentful eyes.

The malicious laughter came to an abrupt end, and Link propped himself up and opened his arms to Emily with a smile.

This scene made Emily a little lost, but soon her eyes turned red again, and she plunged into Link's arms.

Link naturally held Emily firmly this time, and feeling the soft body of the girl in his arms that was constantly trembling, he also sighed in his heart:

"sorry that I had you worried."

Emily didn't reply, but the arm holding Link in her arms became harder.

Only in this way can the remaining fear in her heart be eased.

Mrs. Foley, who was on the side, saw this scene, her eyes were red, and her eyes were full of relief.

However, she obviously knew that she was not suitable to stay in such a scene.

So she silently made a gesture of "Take care of Emily" to Link, and after she got a positive answer, she carefully exited the ward.

"call!"

Mrs. Foley, who had left the ward, took a deep breath and walked quickly towards the hall.

Although she still can't let go of Link, she has other things to deal with and must leave Hogwarts as soon as possible.

There were only a few scattered torches in the narrow corridor providing light, and the dim light reflected a bit of gloom and anger on Mrs. Foley's expressionless face.

The old German wizard and the old Kled, two tall and one short figures, had silently followed behind Mrs. Foley for some unknown time.

Mrs. Foley didn't even look back, and said in a cold voice:

"I'm disappointed in you."

Old Clay knew that he was talking to him, so he shrugged his shoulders and said:

"But overall it turned out well, didn't it?"

"You know how badly he's been hurt, right?" Mrs. Foley kept walking, but her voice suddenly rose, "You almost killed him!"

"He's grown up now, and he's no longer the boy who needed to hide behind you! For real men, scars are their best military exploits!" Old Klie looked horrified and pointed to himself. The grim stubborn eye said, "Besides, the real master of the Foley family has never been you, but Link! You have no right to make any accusations against my actions!"

"Ha ha!"

A sneer with a strong sense of ridicule suddenly came from the mouth of the tall German old wizard next to him. This seemed to completely anger old Kled. He suddenly pulled out a black and matte short knife and gestured towards the old German wizard. Twice:

"If you dare to make that disgusting laugh again, I will slit your throat! Also, please remember that Little Link's surname is Foley!"

The tall German old wizard was obviously afraid of Old Kled, so he did not continue to laugh, but said coldly:

"So what? We can give him more."

Hearing the words, the corners of Old Klie's mouth rose, revealing his mouth full of fangs, and he threatened extremely ferociously:

"You can try."

"We will."

"I'll wait and see."

A brief verbal exchange came to an end, and Mrs. Foley didn't say a word throughout the second half.

She neither continued to blame old Kled for jumping Link into the fire pit, nor praised the tragic sacrifice of the old German wizards.

She just looked at the old Kled and the tall German wizard so quietly.

Those eyes were like looking at two wild dogs barking at each other!

...

At the same time, another quarrel was still going on in a huge conference room with dim light and gloomy atmosphere.

Voldemort, in dark green silk robes, was now free.

He paced back and forth in the open space with a ferocious expression, then slammed forward as if he couldn't bear it any longer, and threw a solid wood chair into the air.

"Just a little bit! Damn it, I almost made it!"

His hoarse and cold voice resounded throughout the conference room.

And the solid wood chair that was thrown out was hit by a green light in the air, and the light shone directly into nothingness.

"Ha! Incompetent fury!"

At the far southeast corner of the long conference table, a mysterious wizard who was covered in black robes said sarcastically.

As he spoke, he also blew at the wand in his hand.

Obviously, the life-suppressing curse came from his hand just now.

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