The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

"Do you have the ability to say it again?!"

Voldemort was furious, raised his hand and struck the man in black robe with a death curse.

Faced with such an attack, the man in black robe still acted very indifferently, even a little disdainful.

Not only did he not fight back, he even raised his legs on the table, looking carefree.

But just when the ominous green light was about to hit him, another brighter green beam struck from the side and hit him hard.

The two green lights were entangled together. Amidst the crackling and slight explosion, large swaths of green plasma spilled from the intersection of the beams, burning large areas of blackness on the table.

The light gradually dissipated, and calm returned to the huge conference room, leaving only a strong burnt smell filling the air.

Another man in black robe who had been hiding in the darkness and at the head of the conference table said helplessly:

"Stop this meaningless fight, otherwise it will only be our enemies who benefit in the end."

He looked at the careless man in black robe and said, "No. 2, please stop provoking me. To be honest, this is very childish."

"Ah!"

The man in black robe known as No. 2 snorted disdainfully, but in the end he did not continue to refute.

Seeing this, the man in black robe who came first nodded with satisfaction, turned to look at Voldemort and said:

"According to our previous agreement, haven't we already given you the opportunity and help to become the subject of the plan? It's just that you haven't grasped it yourself. I don't think you have anything to complain about."

"Huh?! Help? No. 1, if the men you sent hadn't deliberately tricked me, if you hadn't taken me away at the last moment in advance, I would have succeeded!"

Voldemort put his hands on the conference table and roared, his blazing anger almost turning into a substantial flame, burning in his eyes.

The black-robed man at the head, who was called No. 1, was a little confused when he heard this. He turned his head and looked at the darkness on his left side and said:

"No. 3, is this really what happened?"

In the darkness, a figure shrouded in shadow slowly emerged. He looked at No. 1, shook his head slowly, and then nodded again.

Faced with this expression of unclear meaning, No. 1 nodded as if he understood:

"So it is."

He looked at Voldemort, "What No. 3 means is that he did not interfere too much with your behavior. He only made some small moves within the allowed range. The main reason for your failure is that you Own."

"What a high-sounding statement!" Voldemort waved his arms and said, "I have finally seen through it. You are just a group of hypocrites wearing gorgeous robes! You are simply more disgusting than Dumbledore! I can't cooperate with you at all. It’s about seeking skin from a tiger!”

"But you can't do without our help, can you?"

No. 1 said slowly with a smile.

After hearing this, Voldemort also fell silent.

Because what No. 1 said was right, even though the other party was cunning and had bad intentions, the resources the other party held were so huge that it was impossible for him to ignore it.

The most important thing is that they were born to be a team!

As if he had read through Voldemort's thoughts, No. 1 stood up slowly, swung a dagger a few times, and then smiled:

"In short, let us continue to work hard according to the original plan. I believe we will succeed this time."

He plunged the dagger into the conference table and made a trembling sound, then changed the subject, "In addition, we are allowed to compete fairly with each other. If any of you feel that you are more suitable to be the 'subject' than me, If so, feel free to give it a try!

Dismissed! "

After saying that, No. 1's figure instantly twisted and disappeared, and the remaining No. 2 and No. 3 gradually disappeared into the darkness.

In the gloomy and spacious conference room, Voldemort was left alone in an instant, standing there grinning, not knowing what he was thinking.

……

In the Hogwarts Infirmary.

Link was tiptoeing towards the exit.

Nearly a week has passed since the night of the Triwizard Tournament.

During this week, reports about "The Hogwarts Triwizard Tournament encountered a large-scale attack by dark wizards" unsurprisingly appeared in newspapers of all sizes, including the Daily Prophet.

The consequence of this was that public opinion exploded directly after a short period of brewing.

Nowadays, the world outside is completely boiling.

Bright red shouting letters like raindrops are flying in from all over the country and even Europe every day, almost drowning the entire principal's office.

The Ministry of Magic was also implicated.

Fudge, who was frightened and angry, immediately ordered Hogwarts to be sealed off after getting a preliminary understanding of what was going on, and turned to deal with the voters first.

And this blockade order directly caused the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students who were supposed to go home after the Triwizard Tournament to be trapped in Hogwarts.

In such a chaotic situation, Link's side of the ward was the quietest place.

While Link was being treated by Madam Pomfrey every day, Emily followed him almost every step of the way, taking care of him. From time to time, she could find out some interesting news from the outside world, which made her happy.

However, Emily's 24-hour personal escort still caused some trouble for Link.

For example, even though Link's body has recovered to a fairly stable level, Emily still doesn't allow him to run around casually.

This directly caused Link to lose his freedom and was unable to make arrangements for the next stage.

Fortunately, everyone has limits.

Even for people like Emily who have an unlimited supply of brain-refreshing potions.

In this sunny afternoon, Link finally found the opportunity for Emily to fall asleep from exhaustion and quietly slipped out of the ward.

"call!"

Link, who officially arrived in the corridor, breathed a long sigh of relief, but his expression was still tense.

The time given to him this time was not much. He had to go back before Emily woke up, otherwise Emily would cry when she knew about it - and coaxing her well was a particularly troublesome thing!

After imagining the consequences, Link didn't hesitate at all. He immediately drank a bottle of transformation potion and turned into a phantom and ran towards the Owl Tower.

After sending two secret letters specifically ordering Old Clay to search for Horcruxes and investigate the smuggling of Muggle wizards, Link changed direction and went directly to the Potions Professor's office.

"Crack--"

As the heavy stone door opened, Snape, who was sitting at the workbench in the office cooking potions, was suddenly startled, and he directly picked up his wand and pointed it at Link.

Link didn't care about this. He closed the door again with a flick of his wand. Then he opened Snape's collection cabinet as if he were returning to his own home. He made himself a glass of citrus and strawberry juice. After drinking it in one gulp, he looked at the expression on his face. The gloomy Snape said:

"You are so cruel! You haven't even looked at me for so many days! Professor Snape!"

Link habitually dragged out the last 'Professor Snape' tone.

This made the muscles in Snape's face twitch a few times, because this was his habit.

However, Snape didn't think there was much malice in Link's use of this protracted taunting method here. It was more like a joke between their master and apprentice, although it was a bit nasty.

If Link usually dared to make such a joke to him, he would definitely hang Link up and beat him, but now he had no intention of doing so.

Because at least Link's opening method relieved the shame and embarrassment in his heart a lot.

He even wondered with some relief whether Link did this on purpose, just to make him feel less uncomfortable.

It's a pity that his thoughts quickly dissipated, because when Link saw that he didn't speak for a long time, he frowned and said:

"After such a big thing happened, don't you have anything to say to me?"

say what?

What else can I say?

Snape clenched his fists and his teeth creaked.

The shame and embarrassment that had subsided turned into flames again, burning his chest.

He felt that Link was still angry about his weakness and recklessness that night.

Snape wanted to argue, but that was the truth.

"Yes, sorry..."

In the silence, Snape suddenly lowered his head and said in a voice that was no louder than the moan of a mosquito.

Link's eyes widened in surprise.

He never imagined that someone as proud as Snape would actually apologize to him.

He punched the workbench hard and said:

"I'm sorry? Is this what you wanted to tell me?"

"Then what else do you want me to say?"

Snape also lost his temper, stood up, threw away the boiling cauldron and said.

"I don't have much time, and I don't have time to keep talking to you. Rather than apologizing, what I want to talk to you about is the future!" Link spread his hands and said expressionlessly, "The one who can't even say his name. The man has returned, and judging from what happened that night, he doesn't seem to want to kill you, but wants you to serve him again.

I said, are you really going to go back to being a Death Eater?

Or betray him completely, defect to Dumbledore, and let him protect you?

Or is he pretending to be a Death Eater but actually joining Dumbledore and becoming a double agent who is not human inside and out? "

Every time Link said an option, Snape's face would become paler.

And when he said the word double agent, Snape's forehead even started to sweat.

Seeing this, Link's tone softened and he said:

"Give up, Professor Snape. The three ways out that I just mentioned are all dead ends for you. Whether it is the person who cannot even be named or Dumbledore, they all just regard you as a person. A tool, a tool that is easy to use and can be thrown away at any time. If you cooperate with them, you are dead!"

Snape laughed angrily: "Then what do you think I should do? Should I run away now? Or should I defect to you? Become your subordinate?"

"That's right! You just came to join me!" Link turned off Occlumency and said sincerely, "Because at least I don't want you to die, and I'm the only one who really hopes you can live!"

Feeling Link's sincere emotion, Snape was suddenly stunned.

The flame of anger and shame in his heart gradually extinguished, and finally turned into a kind of sad relief.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"You do not understand."

"Ah! I really don't understand your idea of ​​being a super dog-licker!" Link raised an eyebrow and smiled, then looked at the grandfather clock in the corner and said, "Okay, I don't have much time, so I will do it today. Let’s stop here first. In fact, I don’t want to convince you directly. I just want you to understand that apart from the person who cannot even be named and Dumbledore, you can also choose me. And I will not hurt you. of!"

After that, Link ignored Snape and left the office directly, running towards the infirmary.

He was not in a very good mood along the way.

Snape holds a very important place in Link's heart.

After getting along with him for the past few years, Link would never be able to sit back and watch him turn into a tragic 'hero' just like in the original work.

Unfortunately, judging from the results of today's persuasion, Snape was far more stubborn than Link imagined.

Words alone could not change Snape's mind.

But this is normal. If Snape could accept persuasion, he would not behave like in the original book.

Fortunately, there is still time. Link feels that he can continue to cooperate with Dumbledore and develop his own power to fight Voldemort.

He believed that as long as the strength of himself and the Foley family developed to a certain level, it would not be impossible to forcefully change Snape's fate.

As for Snape's own wishes, it would not matter at that point.

To paraphrase a famous saying from the previous life and modify it to say:

'My saving you has nothing to do with you. '

Of course, in order to prevent Snape from being desperate enough to take some extreme measures, Harry must also deal with it.

Thinking quickly, Link had returned to the infirmary.

Just when he was about to open the door and enter the ward, the wooden door was opened from the inside, and Link almost bumped into the person inside.

"Harry?"

Link shouted while looking at the confused visitor.

"Huh? Link? Is that you?"

Harry obviously hadn't reacted yet and said tentatively to Link, who was still in the transformed state.

"Yes, it's me." Link exited the phantom state and cautiously looked into the ward. "I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I went outside for a walk. By the way, Emily isn't awake, is she?"

Harry suddenly understood, pretending to understand, and deliberately lowered his voice and said:

"You're still asleep. I came here specifically to find you. I left when I saw you weren't there."

Hearing this, Link breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw Harry's brows, he quickly frowned again.

Because they were both recovering from injuries, Harry was one of the few people besides Emily who could visit Link's ward.

However, neither Link nor Emily actually welcomed him very much.

The reason is that Harry is really overly enthusiastic, and all he can think about is dealing with Voldemort, and Link, as his 'good friend' who has 'experienced life and death' with him and has super strength, naturally becomes He desperately wanted to persuade his allies, so he came to pester Link every day to persuade him.

Sure enough, after a brief pause, Harry spoke again:

"Link, my scar has been hurting for the past two days. We really can't sit around and wait for death any longer!"