The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

The light group hit Little Wilson with precision and grace, knocking him back a distance again.

But that's not the end of it all.

Under the action of the 'bladder explosion', little Wilson's eyes bulged out, his face was blue, and his legs were tightly clamped together.

Immediately afterwards, little Wilson's light-colored dress trousers began to wet rapidly, and the warm current was so violent that it even dripped onto the floor after soaking through the thick dress trousers.

"Oh!~"

An unpleasant cry came out of little Wilson's mouth.

Wen Sheng Link and Emily both had expressions of disgust on their faces, especially Emily, who almost turned her head and ran away.

Draco on the side waved his fist excitedly and said:

"The winner is Link! Go back to your mother's arms and cry! You American hillbilly! Hahaha!"

Draco was clearly getting carried away.

He also realized this himself, and his face changed quickly after saying this, and he looked at Emily with a look of horror, and he was relieved to see that the latter did not respond.

And this scene was also seen by Link.

This surprised him a little.

He couldn't understand why Draco was so afraid of Emily, who was obviously a very gentle girl.

Emily also noticed the change in Link's expression. She gave Draco a vicious look, causing the latter to take a few steps back before showing an embarrassed but polite smile at Link. .

Seeing this, Link also smiled and didn't care too much.

Because the key now is not to chat and joke with Emily and the others, but to get rid of little Wilson quickly.

Only if he was ashamed and fled Link's mission to Victoria's mansion could be considered a complete success.

However, when Link thought about it, little Wilson should have almost run away now. After all, he has been humiliated to this level, and there is nothing to save him by staying any longer.

Thinking of this, Link slowly turned his head and prepared to sprinkle salt on little Wilson's wound.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he turned around, he saw that little Wilson, who had already been cut off and fell to the ground, pulled out another wand from nowhere and pointed at him from a distance.

"Go to hell! You bloody bastard!"

Little Wilson roared, and a black glow erupted from the tip of his staff.

This kind of sneak attack that doesn't talk about martial arts makes Link's pupils shrink slightly. His current Iron Armor spell level is not high enough to use the silent spell to instantly cast it, which also means that he has no time for this situation. Use Iron Armor.

Then this means that only risky use of anti-curse skills is left.

With a quick judgment in his heart, Link raised his wand slightly to prepare for defense.

But the Winged Demon yo-yo, which Link had been hanging on his chest as a pendant, was obviously faster.

Before Link's wand was fully raised, the carapace ball hanging in front of his shirt suddenly exploded, transforming into a huge and gorgeous butterfly, rushing out, turning into a blurry black shadow. He rushed straight towards the opponent's curse.

"Bang!"

Heimang and the yo-yo collided with each other, and a muffled sound broke out.

Then there was a jaw-dropping scene.

The black awn that carried an ominous aura was actually smashed to pieces by the yo-yo, and the yo-yo rushed directly in front of little Wilson, biting his arm fiercely.

"what!"

A scream came from the mouth of little Wilson, who struggled desperately to slap the yo-yo off his arm, but it was in vain.

At this time, a white light flashed from Emily's wand, directly hitting little Wilson and knocking him unconscious.

"Link! Are you all right?"

Emily said anxiously.

"It's all right."

Link said coldly, and at this time, the Winged Demon yo-yo also flew from little Wilson's body and landed firmly on Link's shoulder, chirping.

Seeing this, Link finally had a smile on his face. He stroked the yo-yo's head and praised:

"Well done, go back and give you some extra food."

"Tweet twitter!"

Yoyo seemed to understand Link's words, and shook his wings excitedly.

"You raised this?" Emily asked softly, her expression was a little weird, she must have recognized the identity of the Winged Demon, "Is it really okay to keep XXXXX class dangerous creatures around?"

"Don't worry, the yo-yo is safe, he'll only attack the enemy. Like him."

Link stretched out his hand and pointed to little Wilson lying not far away.

At this moment, although he was knocked unconscious, his body was still twitching, and foam was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

This is caused by the venom of the Crowwing Demon.

According to the research of Newt Scamander, after diluting this venom according to a certain proportion, a special potion can be obtained that can remove the bad memory of human beings. At present, this potion has become a standing material of the Ministry of Magic of various countries. , specially used to deal with the aftermath of large-scale magical disasters.

However, this venom must be diluted before it can be used by humans. If it is a pure natural concentration of venom, it will cause people to have very terrifying hallucinations, and even permanently damage the brain in severe cases.

It is precisely because of this special venom effect that the crouch-winged devil is also called a nightmare bat in some remote places.

Emily naturally knew about these things. She looked at the little Wilson who was slowly starting to convulse and shook her head in disgust, and then shook it with her wand.

Soon an old man in a housekeeper's uniform walked into the living room. He first bowed to Link and the others, and then dragged little Wilson out with ease.

Looking at the butler's slowly disappearing back, Draco's face flashed an unabashed contempt.

"Sister, I really don't understand why your family likes to use Squib servants so much. House-elves are obviously much easier to use than Squibs, and they're not expensive. Could it be that your father is so stingy?"

Draco said loudly.

For an old-fashioned pure-blood family like the Malfoy family, the status of the Squib is slightly higher than that of the Muggle, and they are all despised and despised.

On hearing this, Emily glared angrily at Draco. She kept staring at him until she retracted into the corner before putting on a cute smile and said to Link:

"Link! Come and play in my room!"

"Ah this...isn't it a bit too fast?"

Link's eyes dodged as he spoke.

Emily is not a little girl who doesn't understand anything. Her face instantly turned red when she heard the words, she reached out her hand and beat Link with some shame and anger, saying:

"What did you say! Bad guy!"

"Ah! You..."

Link, who was beaten, screamed in pain, and looked at Emily with surprise.

It wasn't that he was pretentious, and Emily's strength was beyond his imagination.

He felt that the place where Emily had just slapped it was even swollen.

At this time, Emily also reacted, and quickly hid the hand that was beating Link just now behind her back, and a small face became even redder.

For a while, the atmosphere between the two became a little awkward.