The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

There is something wrong with the bloodline of my body.

This is the only possibility Link can think of.

After all, in the magical world, there are indeed many wizards who like to combine with other intelligent creatures, and some even go to all lengths to give birth to children.

The most typical example is probably Hagrid.

According to the information collected by Link, this guy is the product of the combination of a wizard (father) and a giant (mother).

(It is said to be achieved through the expansion spell)

Therefore, it is not impossible that some dementor elements may be mixed into the Foley family's bloodline.

Mrs. Foley also acted very urgently when faced with Link's letter asking about it.

She didn't even follow the normal owl-mailing process, but directly sent Little Button to deliver the letter to Link's bedside overnight.

In the letter, Mrs. Foley stated very firmly that the entire Foley family and even her own family may have records of intermarriage with non-pure-blood wizards or Muggles, but no one would ever choose to marry other intelligent creatures. Not to mention a dementor.

Link was dubious about this.

But what concerned Link more than the authenticity of Mrs. Foley's words was the other party's attitude.

You must know that although Link's words were concealed, his concern about his physical abnormality was very obvious in his words. Link absolutely did not believe that Mrs. Foley could not see this.

However, the other party's reply did not mean to answer Link's questions at all. It was just to persuade Link to feel at ease.

This is obviously something I don’t want to say.

And even Mrs. Foley refused to say it, and it was even more impossible to say anything about Dumbledore and Snape!

Link sighed and put the letter away, stood up and walked towards the auditorium.

The only thing in Hogwarts that can whet Link's appetite is the calorie bomb breakfast, which he doesn't want to miss.

Unfortunately, when Link actually arrived at the auditorium, he realized that his wish to have breakfast was also a luxury.

Because at this time, the auditorium was already in chaos.

Countless owls were constantly circling over the auditorium, and from time to time they would find the right spot and drop letters, feathers, ollies and the like.

The most exaggerated thing is that most of the letters sent are scarlet howling letters.

This dangerous letter not only explodes, but also contains a lot of the sender's yelling.

Thanks to them, only a few warriors in the entire auditorium were still hiding under the long table to eat, while everyone else gathered in the foyer.

"How is this going!?"

Link couldn't help but said.

Upon hearing this, Emily happened to come over surrounded by several Slytherin girls and said:

"These are all letters of complaint from parents about the Dementors' illegal search of the Hogwarts Express yesterday. It's pretty good here. I guess the Ministry of Magic and Hair is almost flooded with shouting letters now."

As she spoke, Emily handed Link a copy of today's Daily Prophet.

Link took a closer look and found Fudge's figure on it.

On the picture, he is still fat, but the stereotyped smile of the past is gone, replaced by a nervous look.

The caption below is even more boring.

Fudge claimed that sending dementors to Hogwarts was an extraordinary measure in an emergency to ensure the safety of students.

As for the Dementors' illegal search of the Hogwarts Express, he said nothing about it.

"Fudge is going to be in big trouble." Emily said with a sneer. "He is the person who directly ordered the dementors to enter Hogwarts. He must be fully responsible for this!"

Link nodded.

Fudge's mentally retarded operation offended not only ordinary people, but also a lot of pure-blood nobles.

As the actual controllers of the magic world, they would not let Fudge fool him so easily.

After chatting about this matter for a while, Emily led the silly dog ​​Doug and left the hall.

She was quite frightened yesterday. According to her, she is now busy mobilizing more Slytherins to complain to the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts to make them pay the price.

Link didn't want to get involved in this matter. He looked around in the crowd, then approached Harry and the three of them, and very naturally grabbed a sausage from the dinner plate they had taken out in advance and put it in. In the mouth.

"What are you talking about?"

"Link!" Hermione looked very excited when she saw Link coming over. Without much hesitation, she piled the food in front of Harry and Ron in front of Link.

"Eat more!"

"Oh, thanks!"

After thanking him, Link ignored the protests of Harry and Ron and started eating.

Harry, whose protest was ineffective, sighed and explained:

"We were talking about the Divination class. By the way, Link, do you know what the Divination class is like?"

"You have asked the right person about this. I was planning to take a divination class at the beginning, so I know it very well."

"Then Link, please tell me quickly!"

Hermione shouted excitedly.

After hearing this, Ron muttered dissatisfiedly:

"Aren't some people in a hurry? Why doesn't Link leave as soon as he comes?"

"you……"

Hermione was furious, blushing and reaching out to grab Ron. When Link saw this, he quickly stopped him and then said:

"The professor in the divination class is a completely new-wine madwoman. The content of her class is nothing more than asking you to make tea, look at the crystal ball, and then start telling nonsense stories about how you are about to encounter bad luck. . She just likes to scare students with this kind of thing, every year.

But it is also because of this that it is easy to pass the divination class exam.You only need to make up a random prophecy of your own misfortune to pass.

To sum up, you are quite lucky.This is a bastard course. It has no use except providing you with transcripts.Unlike arithmetic, the mathematical formulas are annoying to memorize. "

"Why is there such a professor in Hogwarts!?"

Hermione said dissatisfied.

"Well, who knows, courses like divination are all about metaphysics and talents. Maybe the professor is teaching seriously, but everyone can't learn it."

Link shrugged his shoulders.

He could understand the eagerness of academics like Hermione to learn. Although it was a bit extreme, Hermione was still better than the two [-]-year-olds next to him who were smiling from ear to ear.

After eating the last grilled sausage, Link burped, but his eyes fell on Harry's class schedule.

"Oh! Did you also take the Care of Magical Creatures class? What a coincidence, I will be taking this class soon."

"Really?" Harry said excitedly, "Then this is Hagrid's first class as a professor! Can you tell us about it when you come back at noon?"

"Of course, but to be honest, I don't think you should have high expectations for Hagrid's class."

Listening to Link's answer, the smiles on the faces of Harry and the three of them became awkward.

After all, judging from the textbooks Hagrid chose, he really didn't know how to teach.

Link didn't have a deep conversation on this topic. He stood up and stretched, then looked at Ron very naturally and said:

"By the way Ron, speaking of magical animals, you seem to have a mouse, right?"