The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

"What did you say?"

Dumbledore suddenly screamed when he heard this, looking extremely shocked.

And after Bagman repeated what he said, Dumbledore's expression completely changed.

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

"Link, you should go back to Madam Pomfrey's for rest first. I will send someone to investigate about Repuls."

"I will continue to follow up on Rebulus's side," Link said with a frown, "What makes me more concerned is, what exactly made you so rude?"

Dumbledore obviously didn't want to answer this question. He shook his head, just repeated once again that Link should go back to rest, and then quickly left the Room of Requirement.

This made Link seem a little confused.

Just some Galleons with the Black family logo on them.

This act of putting exclusive magic marks on gold galleons not only prevents theft, but also has the effect of revealing your identity in front of knowledgeable people and taking the opportunity to show off. Therefore, this technique is used by almost every great wizard family, and this behavior It was approved and reported by Gringotts.

Could it be that the reason Dumbledore was so excited was because he thought Sirius Black was involved with that mysterious force?

This idea flashed into Link's mind, but he immediately threw it away.

After all, this is impossible anyway.

Unless Sirius Black was controlled by the Imperius Curse, it would be impossible for him to betray Dumbledore in any way, or to be more precise, it would be impossible to betray Harry.

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

Therefore, it is very normal for some 'Black Gold Galleons' to be circulating on the market.

Link's eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper. Perhaps it was due to the lack of key information. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out what Dumbledore wanted to do.

But at this moment, Filch came over and called softly:

"Link?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Seeing Link's reply, Filch was visibly relieved.

But then he put on a serious look and said:

"I just heard them say that you are seriously injured! So now you'd better go to Madam Pomfrey for rest as Dumbledore said."

"Oh! Thank you." Link said with a smile. He could feel Filch's sincerity, "But I think my situation is not that serious yet. I can postpone resting for a while. As for now, I have some I’d like to ask Mr. Bagman the question again, okay?”

Hearing this, Filch shook his head, then pointed to the dungeon entrance behind Link with a smile:

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

Link shook his head in confusion, turned around and saw that Emily had appeared in the Room of Requirement at some point, and was walking towards Link with a cold expression.

"Um, Emily, I..."

Link seemed a little at a loss, and before he could finish his explanation, Emily had already supported him, carefully but forcefully helping him towards the exit.

As she walked, she forced a smile and thanked Filch.

The two slowly walked out of the Room of Requirement, and Link discovered that the originally empty corridor on the eighth floor was now completely surrounded by Mrs. Foley, Cedric and other Hufflepuffs.

Seeing Link appear, the crowd immediately burst into loud cheers, and then slowly fell silent under Cedric's dissuasion and Emily's cold eyes.

But people's enthusiasm has not retreated, and all the eyes looking at Link are filled with light.

Link's performance in the Triwizard Tournament is obvious to all. Not only did he win the championship with an extremely tyrannical attitude, but he also withstood the attack of the dark wizards and rescued Harry Potter and Harry Potter. Nep.

This is simply heroic!

"Thank you for your concern. Actually, I don't have much trouble. You don't need to..."

Link smiled and greeted everyone, but he got stuck mid-sentence because Emily's hand holding his arm became stronger and stronger.

Mrs. Foley also walked over with a smile at this moment, touched the back of Link's head with a pleased expression and said:

"Okay, kid, don't talk about this now. Let's go see Madam Pomfrey first. She has been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as these words came out, Cedric and others around him also reacted instantly, and started to persuade Link with your words.

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

Seeing Madam Pomfrey extremely busy giving herself medicine, massaging, casting spells... and finally helping to cover her with a quilt as if taking care of a child, Link's eyes were full of helplessness.

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

After all, the potions he made based on out-of-print formulas and super-standard medicinal materials were really effective.

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

They almost filled Link's entire ward while Madam Pomfrey was too busy to take care of the gaps.

Fortunately, they all knew where this place was, and they still maintained restraint and didn't make too much noise.

In desperation, Link could only keep dealing with them, but at this time the crowd became commotion.

A capable middle-aged man and three little ones squeezed 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 already?"

"Yes, Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are really superb. And to be honest, I was basically uninjured." Harry nodded to Link with a wry smile, and then said with some excitement, "I am I came here specifically to thank you. Also, regarding what happened in the game just now, I think we need to-ah!"

Harry was stabbed hard by Hermione, and his words stopped abruptly in mid-sentence.

Only then did Link notice that Hermione was looking a little embarrassed at the moment.

Her silky hair, which 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.

Compared with Harry, her way of expressing gratitude was obviously more direct.

She completely ignored Emily's angry eyes and leaned over to hug Link.

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

She whispered softly into Link's ear.

Link's desire to live was naturally overflowing. He hugged Hermione empty-handed, without any substantial contact with his hands, and shook his head and said:

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

Hermione thought Link was just being polite and modest, so she swallowed harder.

But only Link himself knew that saving Harry was really just a piece of cake for him.

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

Afterwards, Ron and even Sirius Black, who had a very bad opinion of Link, came forward to thank Link one after another.

The former's behavior was similar to that of other Hufflepuff fans, while the latter's twisted appearance made Link feel embarrassed.

Madam Pomfrey finally arrived at this time.

When she saw the crowd of people crowded into Link's ward, she was so angry that her hair almost stood on end, and she roared:

"The patient needs to rest! All irrelevant personnel should get out of here! Immediately! Immediately!"

As she spoke, she was still waving her wand.

Suddenly the ward became agitated, and everyone was expelled by Madam Pomfrey. Even Sirius, who had graduated for many years, was knocked 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 happy to hear this.

As for Emily and Madam Foley, it was obvious that Madam Pomfrey did not think they were 'unrelated persons'.

When the whole ward became quiet again, Link asked as if he suddenly remembered something:

"How is Professor Snape? His injuries are about the same as Harry's. It's almost time to wake up now, right?"

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

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

She felt that it was unreasonable for Snape not to come to see Link even though he had nothing to do, especially when so many people had come to see Link before.

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

Link laughed even harder than Mrs. Foley.

He knew Snape too well.

For him, instead of being able to save Link and Harry tonight, the experience of being rescued by Link was simply a shame.

Right now, Snape is probably hiding in a corner biting his hand in shame, right?

When imagining this scene, Link laughed even harder.

But while smiling, his eyes suddenly hit Emily's slightly resentful eyes.

The malicious laughter stopped suddenly, Link stood up, smiled and opened his arms to Emily.

This scene made Emily slightly distracted, but soon her eyes turned red again, and she threw herself into Link's arms.

Link naturally hugged 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 hugged Link harder.

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

Mrs. Foley's eyes turned red when she saw this scene, and her eyes were full of relief.

But she obviously also knew that she was not suitable to stay in such a scene.

So she silently made a 'take care of Emily' sign to Link, and after receiving a positive reply, she carefully exited the ward.

"call!"

After leaving the ward, Mrs. Foley took a deep breath and then walked quickly towards the foyer.

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

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

The tall and short figures of the old German wizard and old Kled had silently followed Mrs. Foley at some point.

Mrs. Foley didn't even turn her head and said in a cold voice:

"I'm disappointed in you."

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

"But overall the result is good, isn't it?"

"Do you know how badly he was injured?" Mrs. Foley kept walking, but her voice suddenly increased, "You almost killed him!"

"He has grown up now and is no longer the boy who needed to hide behind you! And for real men, scars are their best military medal!" Old Klie had a terrifying expression and pointed at himself. The ferocious residual 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 old German wizard next to him. This seemed to completely anger Old Kled. He suddenly pulled out a dark and matte short knife and gestured towards the old German wizard. He said twice:

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

The tall old German wizard was obviously wary of old Kled. He stopped laughing and said coldly:

"So what? We can give him more."

Hearing this, the corners of Old Kelie's mouth raised, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and he threatened in an extremely ferocious manner:

"You can try."

"We will."

"I'll wait and see."

The brief exchange of words ended there, and Mrs. Foley did not say a word during the entire second half.

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

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

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

……

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

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

He paced back and forth in the open space with a fierce expression, and then suddenly stepped forward as if he couldn't bear it anymore, and violently threw a solid wood chair away.

"Just a little bit! Damn it, just a little bit, I succeeded!"

His hoarse and cold voice echoed throughout the conference room.

The solid wood chair that was thrown away was hit by a green light in the air, and the light instantly turned into nothingness.

"Ha! Incompetent rage!"

At the southeast corner of the long conference table, a mysterious wizard hidden under a black robe spoke sarcastically.

As he spoke, he blew on the wand in his hand.

It was obvious that the life-killing curse just came from his hand.