The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Snape stood there, staring at Link.

His expression is a little complicated.

Because he suddenly found that Link's retreating back became a little strange to him.

Link is no longer the kid who only knew a few clever tricks.

He is no longer the poor patient who is so weak that people can't help but pity him.

Judging from Link's previous behavior, he has now become a being who can make deals with him, and even Dumbledore, with equal strength and identity.

He has become a qualified heir to an ancient pure-blood family.

For the sake of the family and his own interests, Snape felt that Link could now resort to conspiracy and embrace darkness by any means necessary.

Snape didn't know whether this change was good or bad, he just felt sorry for the loss of the lovely child he once was.

With a slight sigh, Snape finally walked towards the principal's office.

After all, work still has to be done.

And he was also going to have a good talk with Dumbledore to see if he could help Link when he fell into the abyss.

At the same time, Link did not engage in any conspiracy or evil plan as Snape suspected.

He hurried to the greenhouse outside the main body of Hogwarts Castle like an ordinary student.

He was even late because he spent too much time with Snape.

"Sorry, Professor Sprout."

Looking at the students and professors in the greenhouse who had put on various protective gears and were preparing for formal classes, Link scratched his head in embarrassment.

Professor Sprout has never been a strict person, not to mention that Link, as a student of her Hufflepuff House, had just won great glory for the house yesterday.

Therefore, not only was she not angry when she saw this, she even felt a little distressed as she put a cup of green vegetable juice into Link's hand and said:

"Link, you must be tired yesterday, right? It's okay, drink this quickly, it will make you feel better."

Although Link knew that Professor Sprout had never been a good cook, the bubbling vegetable juice in front of him probably wouldn't taste good either.

But in order to prevent Professor Sprout from nagging him any more, he still forced himself to drink it in one gulp, and gave Sprout a bright smile when he was done.

"Good boy! Go put on your protective gear and go to class!"

Professor Sprout said happily, stroking Link's hair as he spoke.

This made Link very relieved.

Today, Professor Sprout asked everyone to learn about the planting and picking of dragon scale grass.

This kind of scale-like leaves can be used as the main medicinal material of many kinds of magic potions. The important medicinal material that requires a large amount of dragon dung to cultivate is a required question in the Owl exam.

Professor Sprout has mentioned this point numerous times.

In fact, she did nothing else this semester.

Every class is focused on the students studying the 'must-examination questions'. Professor Sprout has already taught Link and others roughly, and now he is simply reviewing and stabilizing them.

This kind of high-intensity, highly repetitive and uninteresting teaching is actually very torturous.

Hufflepuff can be said to be the student who is most interested in and has the most favorable impressions of Herbology class.

But even the person in Hufflepuff who loved the Herbology class the most felt completely disgusted by Professor Sprout's teaching model.

But no way.

In order for students to get good grades on the Owl exam, Professor Sprout refused to listen to anyone's advice.

The most frightening thing is that not only Sprout, but all the professors of other subjects are also engaged in this kind of rote-learning education.

The massive amount of homework this brings makes all students complain.

After finally getting through to the end of get out of class, the students in the greenhouse, who had long been hopeless, regained some vitality one by one.

Although there are still classes in the afternoon, at least they can relax during lunch break.

Maybe it would be a good choice to continue listening to Ron tell the story about the bottom of the Black Lake.

However, what is surprising is that Professor Sprout, who would never stay in class in the past, stopped everyone this time.

She slowly took off her dragon leather gloves and gas mask, revealing a serious expression inside and said to everyone:

"I have important news to inform you."

She slowly scanned the crowd and continued until everyone was quiet,

"According to Hogwarts' practice, in order to allow you to face the Owl exam with a better attitude, and also to give you a brighter and clearer future. Therefore, we will launch a week-long "Employment" program in a few days. Consulting activities.

During the event, all fifth-year students are required to interview with their college for future employment.

This is quite an important event.So I hope you can think carefully about what you want to do in the future after you go back. This will also facilitate our subsequent interviews.

Okay, that's it, go eat kids. "

After saying this, the hungry students cheered and rushed to the auditorium. Most of them did not understand the significance of Professor Sprout talking to them about this matter so seriously, and their minds were full of food.

Professor Sprout was not angry either. She just stood quietly in the greenhouse with her hands folded and watched everyone leave.

"Link, what are you going to do after graduation?"

John was obviously one of the above-mentioned rice cooks. He smiled and hugged Link's neck and said in a joking tone.

As soon as he said this, everyone around him, including Cedric and others, cast strange and complicated looks at him. Even Link remained silent and looked at him with a half-smile.

After a long time, John finally understood, hit his head hard and said:

"Oh! I'm so stupid! You don't need to find a job for a rich man like you, just go back and inherit the family! Damn it, I really envy you."

After saying this, he hugged Link's neck and shook him twice in retaliation.

Link wasn't angry either. He smiled and broke away from John's embrace and said:

"What about you, what do you want to do after graduation?"

"Auror or professional Quidditch player!" John stared seriously and said, "I have already thought about it. There are only two professions that I like to do and have a future. For myself and for Lillian, I I will do my best to move forward in both directions!"

Hearing this, Link and Cedric were both surprised.

They really didn't expect that John, who usually behaved so boldly and recklessly, had already determined his ambition.

After reacting, Link nodded with satisfaction and relief.

In his opinion, it was the short story about the woodcutter and the shepherd that he had written some time ago that really worked.

But Cedric sighed at this moment, and said to John with a complicated expression:

"That's great, Auror and professional Quidditch player. I originally planned to pursue development in these two areas. Unfortunately, my father thought that was not a good way out and planned to let me join the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

Hearing this, Link nodded. In fact, in his opinion, with Cedric's ability, he could perform very well no matter what job he was engaged in.

Of course, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement is definitely one of the best options. It is almost a training base for politicians. It not only pays well but also trains people very well.

Link vaguely remembered that one of the ancestors of the Diggory family seemed to have been the Minister of Magic. Judging from the current situation, Mr. Diggory seemed to want to let Cedric restore the family's past glory.

On the other hand, John's focus is more unique.

His eyes lit up and he asked directly:

"Why are professional Quidditch players and Aurors not good options?"

"I also asked my father this question." Cedric said with a smile, "First of all, let's talk about professional Quidditch players. The structure of this industry is actually very deformed, and the threshold is very high. Generally speaking, only those who are students During this period, only players who showed superhuman talents would be selected by scouts and get the opportunity to go professional. However, the competition in professional Quidditch games is extremely fierce. There are so many talented players that even a new player becomes a professional player. There is a high probability that professional players can only get by with the most basic contract salary, and it is extremely difficult to get ahead. The unlucky ones may even be terminated and expelled.

Aurors' situation was even more difficult.

As the top force of the Ministry of Magic, although they recruit new recruits from Hogwarts every year, they only want the best ones.And this so-called excellent standard requires at least 8 newt excellent results.After being recruited, you need to undergo a long and rigorous training. Only those who finally complete all the training can officially become an Auror.And as Aurors are a force directly under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic, their casualty rate is particularly high. You can understand the specific performance by looking at Moody.To be honest, Aurors like Moody who can successfully retire with a life left behind are considered very lucky. "

Cedric's words immediately confused John.

He stood there and even forgot to eat, just staring at Cedric blankly.

Cedric chuckled upon seeing this and said:

"So, do you still plan to develop in these two areas now?"

After saying this, John finally came back to his senses. His eyes were a little dodgey and he didn't dare to look at Cedric. After a while, large beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead.

But after a brief hesitation, he raised his head with difficulty and said firmly to Cedric and Link:

"I'm still going to give it a try! After all, I still have time!"

"well said!"

Cedric immediately yelled.

He was really happy for John, so happy that he punched John directly.

John couldn't hold back after being hit so hard, he laughed out loud, and then returned the favor to Cedric.

Then, the flames of war naturally spread to Link.

The three of them instantly became a group, laughing and following the army of cooks towards the auditorium.

However, when they officially arrived at the auditorium, they all stopped in unison, and John even straightened his messy clothes unnaturally.

There was no other reason. Emily was sitting in the spacious corner and staring at them quietly.

Even though there is now unexpected harmony between Hufflepuff and Slytherin because of Link, the psychological shadow that Emily has caused on the Hufflepuffs in the past few years has not faded at all.

"Link, let's go first!"

Cedric was still calm, and after saying hello to Link, he took John back to Hutch Apache.

Link, on the other hand, could only sigh and sit next to Emily.

This is the area belonging to Slytherin.

Everyone was very excited that Link could come to their place and wanted to have lunch. Some of the gorgeously dressed Slytherin girls even started to move closer to Link involuntarily. Unfortunately, Amy was still there in the end. Li's cold eyes stared back.

"Have you sent Aunt Leonie's letter?"

Emily, who turned to face Link, returned to her gentle look. She carefully pushed a plate of sliced ​​steak in front of Link and spoke softly.

"Of course, mother is happy."

Link said as he put a piece of steak into his mouth and started chewing it.

This steak is medium rare.

This made Link frown slightly.

To be honest, the cooking level of this steak is quite good, and the quality of the ingredients is also above the acceptable level.

It's a pity that Link doesn't like eating half-cooked things like this, whether it's steak or sushi.

Fortunately, Link was not too demanding about food, so even though he didn't like it, he still didn't stop eating.

Emily, who saw all this, sighed, placed another pot of stewed fish in front of Link and said:

"Forget it, you can eat this."

Link didn't refuse, he brought it over and started eating.

It wasn't until he was half full that he temporarily put down the knife and fork in his hand and said to Emily, who had already finished eating:

"Next weekend, shall we go to Hogsmeade?"

"Huh? Why do you suddenly think of going there?"

Emily lowered her head in embarrassment and said in a voice like a mosquito.

She really didn't want to go to Hogsmeade, especially with Link.

After all, what happened in the teahouse before was so exciting that Emily was a little afraid that she wouldn't be able to control it by then.

But Link's next words immediately made her change her mind.

"Because mother is coming to see us."

"Really!?"

Upon hearing this, Emily jumped up instantly, and said excitedly as if she were a different person, "Did she think your performance yesterday was really great, so she wanted to come over and praise you in person?"

"Yeah yeah."

"Oh yeah! That's great!" Emily became more and more excited, "Then I'll get ready when I get back! Let me think about what gift I want to give to Aunt Leonie? And what should I do that day? What kind of perfume should I wear? I can wear clothes and other things..."

Looking at Emily who was already immersed in fantasy and chattering endlessly, the smile on Link's face was a little bitter.

Because he knew very well that Mrs. Foley specially came to Hogsmeade Village to meet them this time, purely to find Link to accuse him.