The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

The air pressure field descends instantly under the action of magic power.

A group of representatives of the French Ministry of Magic sitting opposite Link and Dumbledore were cursing excitedly one second ago, but in the next moment, they were all like ducks with their necks clutched, and their voices suddenly stopped. Stopped, and even threw the whole person down on the seat, clutching his chest, looking suffocated.

Old Harris, who was still communicating with Iyeta at the head of the long table, frowned when he saw this.

Because in the entire restaurant, only the representatives of the French Ministry of Magic had such a situation.

The rest, even he, who was very close to the representatives, didn't feel anything unusual.

This is a bit scary.

For Link Foley, they had conducted an in-depth investigation.

So it is also very clear that Link Foley, as a wizard who has stepped out of the legendary realm, has the ability to control the atmosphere.

But according to the intelligence, shouldn't this ability be a large-scale restriction magic of the enchantment type?

When was he able to control the effect in such a small area?

Is this how Link Foley's power has improved a lot in this time?

Or is it that the intelligence agency of their International Federation of Wizards is not capable enough?

Old Harris was full of doubts.

At this time, Link's eyes slowly swept across the faces facing each other who were suffering from difficulty in breathing, and after a long time, he said calmly:

"Actually, we really can't do anything about the fact that the number of representatives we send is too small. You know, after the restructuring of the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom of China, the productivity and enthusiasm for creativity that had been backlogged in the past have all exploded this year. This has led to the rapid development of the entire Ministry of Magic. Along with it, there are a series of problems that need to be solved urgently. For example, the taxation problem after Gringotts is nationalized, as well as various immigrants and foreign businessmen reception management issues.

Oh, by the way, among these people, immigrants and businessmen from the French magical world account for a large proportion.

I have been in contact with some of them, and they told me that under the management of the French Ministry of Magic, the French magic world has become a rotten pool, without any vitality and hope. It can be said that he is lingering.

Of course, it doesn't matter.

What I want to say is that after undergoing restructuring, the Ministry of Magic has become a new round of Shining Sun.

In the process of gradually climbing to the top, our officials are always busy, and there are always countless problems and tasks waiting for them to complete.

People simply don't want to see them leave those unfinished jobs and go abroad.

Therefore, even a meeting hosted and held by the International Federation of Wizards can only send a small number of people to attend the meeting.

And your French Ministry of Magic is different.

Your Ministry of Magic, and indeed the entire wizarding world, is rotten.

In such an environment, the officials should be very relaxed, and it can even be said that they are doing nothing, right?

What's more, the people are eager for them to get out of here, even if it's just to go abroad for a few days, so that they can take a breather.

In this way, it is easy to understand that you brought so many officials here. "

Link's words are not too vicious in the ears of others.

But at this moment, it was like nails piercing into the hearts of the French Ministry of Magic officials on the opposite side.

They struggled to get up from their seats, as if they wanted to say something.

The head of the French Ministry of Magic, even flushed with anger, almost fainted.

But the powerful air pressure field tightened their grip on their hearts again, causing them to collapse weakly.

Link just looked at them quietly, mockingly.

Even if they bring many people, so what if the sound is loud?

Under Link's suppression, they couldn't say a word, they could only stare blankly.

"Oh, what is this?"

Just when the minister of the French Ministry of Magic seemed about to suffocate, the old Harris in the chief seat finally got up and said, "Let them go, Mr. Link Foley, they have already received the punishment they deserve. "

Link glanced at old Harris, sneered and waved his hand to remove the barrier.

The representatives of the French Ministry of Magic breathed a sigh of relief in a physical sense, and each of them slumped on the soft banquet chairs, panting heavily.

The few leaders among them seemed to be really angry, and wanted to say something regardless of their chests that were constantly beating like a bellows, but Old Harris glared at them and said first:

"A banquet should look like a banquet. What we are doing now is just a luncheon for phantom guests. As for the rest of the formal discussion, let's save it for the real meeting after the luncheon!"

Those French representatives whom he had spoken to sat back and sat back, all of them with ugly faces.

But old Harris didn't seem to notice it, and continued with a smiley face:

"Come on, it's time to serve the food. To welcome all the guests this time, we have carefully prepared delicacies from the lower realm. I hope you can enjoy it!"

"The lower bound?"

Link raised his brows and spoke in confusion.

"This is what they call the ground. As for the people who live on the ground, they call them people from the lower world."

Sceffen leaned close to Link's ear and explained softly.

"Then how do they call themselves? People from the Upper Realm?"

"No, although the meaning is similar, they prefer to call themselves Celestial People."

"what--"

Link almost couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard the words, and said sarcastically, "Why aren't they called Tianlong people!"

Sceffen obviously didn't know what Tianlongren meant.

But in the current context, he can also roughly understand that Tianlongren should be a word with a deeper meaning than Celestialman, and sneered:

"They really haven't changed a bit in all these years," he said.

Link didn't speak, but just took a deep look at Sceffen.

At this moment, Sceffen's whole body was filled with a thick hatred, which was so intense that it almost choked his nose.

At the same time, under the order of the old Harris, various delicacies appeared on the table in front of everyone.

Bear the brunt of all kinds of bread.

They were packed in small bamboo baskets and placed in front of each guest.

Then there are all kinds of meat.

Most of them are barbecue, and the overall shape still exists.

For example, roasted whole fat chicken, squab, venison leg, etc.

The most arrogant of them all was the head of a wild boar that was placed in the center of the long table. It was supposed to be the main dish.

Its overall length exceeds two meters, and its height reaches one meter upwards.

Although Link also understands that the head of a wild boar is usually much larger than that of a domestic pig, and some wild boars even take up one-third of their entire body with a single head.

But with such a big pig's head, it can also be seen that this wild boar should have been a giant in life.

As an embellishment, there is a large amount of fruit and lettuce arranged on and around the huge pig's head.

These are also the only greens on the table.

Link really didn't know what to say about this.

Because judging from the style of the dishes, this is a typical medieval aristocratic dinner.

The ingredients are precious, but the production level is rough, the pursuit is the visual impact, and strive to give people a sense of luxury.

As for the taste.

Link didn't feel much better.

That kind of roasted fat chicken and pig's head, if it can be fully tasted, it will be a ghost.

"Iyeta, help us share the meal, I can't wait. Although it is a bit greasy, I haven't enjoyed such a delicious meal in the lower realm for a long time."

Old Harris rubbed his hands, talking impatiently.

Hearing that Iyeta also walked over with a smile, with the help of magic, he took the pig's head in the center of the dining table to the small trolley, then took a small knife, and laboriously cut off the pig's nose, and It was cut into two portions and placed on the dinner plates of Link and the French Minister of Magic respectively.

"This is the dining etiquette of the nobles in the sixteenth century. The wild boar's head was a very precious dish at that time. Generally speaking, they would first remove the nose of the wild boar's head and distribute it to the most distinguished guests."

Dumbledore looked at the pig nose on Link's dinner plate and said in amazement, "This is already a very high-level courtesy. When I came here a few times before, I didn't have this kind of treatment."

While listening to Dumbledore's explanation, Link was also looking at the pig's nose in front of him.

Thanks to the huge size of the pig's head, the half of the pig's nose is also huge, almost as big as Link's face.

But the problem is also very serious.

The pig's nasal cavity did not seem to have been cleaned.

Link even saw some short, bristly hairs in those two wide nostrils.

Generally speaking, if you poke it in with a red-hot iron rod and clean it, these hairs should not exist.

Moreover, Iyeta didn't wear gloves when she divided the meat just now. As long as Iyeta was flirting with old Harris before, Link lost interest in the pig nose in front of him.

"That's right, then get rid of it and help me eliminate it."

Link said as if nothing had happened, and exchanged the dinner plate containing the pig's nose with Dumbledore's empty dinner plate.

"Really?" Dumbledore was a little surprised, "Are you sure?"

Link nodded with a smile, and Dumbledore began to eat with relish.

Judging from the expression alone, the smell of the pig's nose seems to be really good.

The French Minister of Magic, who was opposite them, was even more urgent.

This urgency is not because of how messy and disrespectful his food is, on the contrary, his dining etiquette is quite standard, at least more standard than Link's.

The problem was, he was eating too fast.

He gnawed off a large piece of pig's nose in just a few minutes, and licked his lips after using it, with a look of unsatisfactory expression.

Seeing this, old Harris laughed loudly and said:

"It seems to be quite to your taste, Mr. Minister."

"Naturally, Mr. Harris." The French Minister of Magic wiped his mouth and said elegantly, "I can only enjoy such delicious food at your place. It is my great honor."

"Then you can eat more. It is my honor to make you feel comfortable."

Old Harris said with a smile, then turned his gaze to Link, glanced at the pig's nose on Dumbledore's dinner plate, and continued calmly, "In order to let you know more about each other, I will do my best Possibly reaching a positive cooperation, this meeting will last for several days. During this period, you can also take a good tour here, this is a preferential treatment for you.”

"Oh! This is really great!" The French Minister of Magic got up and saluted excitedly, "It's been my dream to visit the famous heaven. Merlin, the civilization in this sky city is like a bright star. The precious gemstone exudes the most dazzling light in the world. And today, I can actually embrace this gemstone, it’s really..."

The French Minister of Magic choked up a little after speaking.

Old Harris was also very moved, and quickly got up to comfort him.

The two of them continued talking like this for quite a while, before the French Minister of Magic calmed down, sat back in his seat, and gave Link a provocative look.

It was as if he had achieved something remarkable.

The old Harris seemed to be a little bit unsatisfied with the flattery he heard from the French Minister of Magic. He turned his head and looked at Link and said:

"And what about Mr. Link Foley? What do you think the sky is like? How does it compare to the underworld?"

"You mean this sky city?"

Link took a bite of the bread in his hand and said, "It's not bad, it's rather novel."

"Novelty, indeed, the things here are indeed not in the lower realm. As a person who comes here for the first time, it is normal for you to feel novelty."

The old Harris said, "Of course, if you want to immigrate to live here, it is not impossible. It's just that some necessary conditions need to be met, such as promoting the holding of certain important bills, or magic in the lower realm. The Ministry has been in power for 20 years. Your predecessor, Mr. Cornelius Fudge, was almost finished, but it is a pity that he made such a wrong move at the last moment. It is a pity."

"Um, you may have misunderstood a little." Link shook his head and said, "I don't actually want to..."

"Speaking of which, what I want to say is that I have met the conditions for the length of time in power!"

Gu Lett\u003c/span\u003e The French Minister of Magic on the opposite side suddenly interrupted, "I have been re-elected as the Minister of Magic for three full terms. This year is my 21st year in office! And this year's election, I have no plans to Participated. I will cede the post of Minister of Magic of France to a young man.

He is very different from the Mr. Link Foley who stands before us now.

He has real talents!

Of course, the most important point is that he firmly upholds the "Secrecy Act"!

I believe he will lead the French Ministry of Magic into a new future!

And after that, my family will come to the heavens to settle down!

I am extremely happy and excited about this. The culture and prosperity of Sky City are simply a miracle! "

"Is this true? Damn, I didn't notice this!"

Hearing the words, the old Harris hurried forward and grabbed the hand of the French Minister of Magic, and said enthusiastically, "According to our immigration bill, the outstanding political talents introduced through the governing regulations will be concentrated in the Tianfu Road community, which is also my home. Residence! Peter, can I call you that? After all, in the near future, we will be neighbors!"

"Of course! Mr. Harris, it's my honor! Whether it's being your neighbor or being called by your first name!"

"Mr. Link Foley, what about you?"

"Me? Of course, of course you can call me by my name directly, and that's okay."

"No no no—"

Old Harris waved his hands again and again, "What I want to ask is, what do you think about immigrants entering the heavens? But I am also very happy that you can let me call me by their first names. After all, some young people nowadays have serious thoughts. It’s very extreme. It’s like a powder keg, something that seems ordinary to us is like a fatal offense to them, and it will explode directly!”

While talking, old Harris glanced at Sceffen for a day, his eyes full of contempt.

Sceffen also looked at him without any fear, and at the intersection of their eyes, there seemed to be an invisible flame bursting out.

But at this moment, Link turned sideways, interjected into the line of sight of the two of them and said:

"Forget about emigrating, I still think it will be better on the ground."

"Oh! Stupid!"

The French Minister of Magic said disdainfully, and all the French officials beside him had similar expressions.

Some were even furious.

For them, the headquarters of the International Federation of Wizards, which is the sky city where they are now, has become a kind of belief.

The old Harris waved his hand to stop the officials who wanted to make a fuss, and said doubtfully:

"Link, why do you have such an idea? Is it because of your family and friends? It doesn't matter. For outstanding talents like you, we can actually relax some conditions appropriately.

For example, the implementation of important bills. This mediation meeting can actually be regarded as one of them. As long as we can reach a perfect consensus on this proposal, you can actually obtain immigration qualifications in an exceptional way.

Not only that, but you can also share this power with your family or friends by paying donations.

But it should be noted that there are only 5 places you can recommend.

This is quite a favorable condition! "

For this, Link believed.

Because the representatives of the French Ministry of Magic, who were still angry, were all confused at the moment.

They stared blankly at old Harris, their eyes full of disbelief.

Sky City, or the immigration conditions of the headquarters of the International Federation of Wizards, can be summed up as making contributions.

There are many things that can achieve this 'contribution'.

There are so many people in this room who have lost their lives and are willing to give everything for this.

After all, that is heaven!

But even so, only Dumbledore and the French Minister of Magic were the ones who had actually obtained immigration qualifications.

The difference between the two is that the French Minister of Magic has the same idea as most normal wizards, and they are eager to emigrate to the heavens.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, wasn't interested at all.

But it is also understandable, after all, Dumbledore's lifelong ideals are in Hogwarts.

Giving up the chance to go to Sky City for the sake of Hogwarts can be called great.

But what about Link Foley?

Does he not understand what Sky City represents?

Or is he too young to understand what Sky City is?

That's right, that's how it should be.

It must be so!

An eerie silence continued in the huge restaurant.

In the end, the old Harris coughed and pulled everyone back from their complicated thoughts

"Link, I want to ask you a question." Old Harris said with a sullen face, "Do you really know where the headquarters of the International Federation of Wizards, or in other words, Sky City, is?"

"Of course I understand. In a sense, this is equivalent to the wizards' promise ark, which can be used to escape from great disasters, right?"

"Noah's Ark? Interesting statement, but I don't like this title. It's a Muggle myth, not our wizard's."

"But you can't deny that Sky City has the same function as Noah's Ark."

Old Harris was silent.

Magic is not a so-called superstition.

In fact, wizards already knew that the earth is round many years ago, and learned about the relationship between the earth, the sun, the moon and even thousands of other stars through astrology.

So the current International Federation of Wizards is indeed doing its best to develop space technology in Sky City.

This is not only to escape the invasion of Muggles, but also for the rich resources in outer space.

At present, the magic resources on the earth have basically been exploited.

Even now, each Ministry of Magic is beginning to protect the ecological resources of the area under its jurisdiction.

But the consumption of those non-renewable resources is still unsolvable.

What about outer space?

According to the study of meteorites, alchemists have been sure that there are a large number of rare magic resources known and unknown to wizards in outer space.

Once these resources were in place, it was predictable that wizards could reach new heights.

And all of this is actually no secret in the high-level circles close to the International Federation of Wizards.

That's why those delegations from the French Ministry of Magic are so eager to immigrate to Sky City.

This is a hope for future generations.

At the same time, the International Federation of Wizards also needs these wizards to provide research funding and various rare resources.

Looking at it now, Link seems to know this too.

But that being the case, why did Link refuse so simply?

Seeming to see the doubts of old Harris, Link continued:

"Mr. Harris, how long has it been since you have seen the cities and news of the Muggles?"

Old Harris was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, but then said:

"As the core of the implementation and maintenance of the "Secrecy Act", the International Federation of Wizards pays close attention to the Muggle world."

"Then you should know that the current Muggle society has developed to a frightening level of civilization. To put it bluntly, if you leave out magic, something that Muggles can't understand, the Sky City is only about the degree of prosperity and scale. , is nothing compared to the great Muggle cities."

Link said with a smile, "There are indeed many large buildings in Sky City. Relying on magic, wizards do have a considerable advantage in architecture, so that wizards actually built tall buildings in such a small area as Sky City. Such an effect of covering the sky and the sun is really rare. But according to my observation, the tallest building in Sky City should be the headquarters building of the International Federation of Wizards in the center of the city. It should be about 300 meters high? But the Muggle world is currently under construction Among the buildings, the tallest Petronas Twin Towers has 88 floors, a total height of 452 meters, and an exaggerated data of 407 meters in roof height.

Not to mention things like airships and broomsticks.

To be honest, apart from the novel way of implementing these things, there are completely alternative ways in Muggle society, and a large part of them are even more efficient and beautiful than those currently used in Sky City.

Oh yes, and population.

The population of Sky City should only be around 10,000, right? or less? In the Muggle world, this doesn't even qualify as a district in the city.

I remember that Mr. Minister of the French Ministry of Magic mentioned the culture of Tiancheng City before, right?

What did you call this culture at the time?

Bright? great?

what!

What kind of culture can be born out of a mere 10,000 people?

In this sky city, I'm afraid there won't even be the most basic cultural conflicts, right?

I even suspect that a large part of this culture is all obtained through plagiarism and plagiarism of Muggle culture.

How else could the women's clothing I had seen on the huge advertising projection outside the window look so similar to the styles my mother and fiancee bought in Paris last year?

Even, even the color is exactly the same.

Tut tut...

The fashion designers in Sky City really have an easy job! "

Listening to Link's narration, many people turned their heads and looked out the window.

From their perspective, they could just see the huge magic projection advertisement that Link mentioned.

The witch above is wearing a robe with an extremely weird shape. Even judging from the weird dressing habits of wizards, this can be said to be weird.

But now Link actually said that this was plagiarized from Muggle clothes?

When did Muggles become so weird?

This thought flashed through everyone's minds, followed by anger.

Link was right about one thing.

That is, Sky City is placed in the hearts of these high-level wizards, just like Noah's Ark is placed in the Muggles of the Great Flood disaster.

This is more than just a huge boat that can be rescued.

Rather, faith!

Now Link actually slandered their beliefs!

How dare he!

All of a sudden, the faces of the representatives of the French Ministry of Magic turned red.

Some people have even drawn out their wands under the leadership of the French Auror minister, only to allow the situation to escalate further and directly annihilate the brazen Link Foley on the spot!

"Commissioner Link Foley."

Old Harris spoke again, and his voice became a little cold, "It seems that you admire the Muggle society very much, so do you think that what we are doing now is wrong?"

As soon as this remark came out, the representatives of the French Ministry of Magic, who were still angry, were stunned for a moment, and then sneered.

Dumbledore, who was sitting next to Link, also had a frozen face.

This question is really ill-intentioned.

This is to put a big hat on Link's head that he is close to Muggles and dislikes the "Secrecy Act".

Even, it is necessary to push Link to the opposite of the entire wizarding group.

If Link doesn't answer well, there's no need to hold a subsequent mediation meeting. The International Federation of Wizards will immediately summon the Ministry of Magic from all over the world to encircle Link, just like it did with Grindelwald back then.

However, when Link heard the words, he just smiled lightly.

It was as if the question asked by the old Harris was extremely stupid.

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