The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Facing everyone's gaze, Link smiled lightly and said:

"This is a matter between you and the Beckman family. I am representing the Foley family now, and this matter has nothing to do with me. So, this time I am just here to watch the show."

"But you are not the successor of the Beckman family..."

Little Schwartz frowned and said in surprise, but just halfway through his words, he saw the bitter and embarrassed expression on Old Beckman's face.

Little Schwartz's frown relaxed, and his face became more enlightened.

He felt he understood.

The grandson heir that Old Beckman found was indeed excellent.

But the better the person, the higher the price.

The reason why Link Foley suddenly acted like he was not caring about matters that had nothing to do with him at the moment was probably because he had not yet reached an agreement with the old Beckman on the additional conditions for inheriting the Beckman family.

After thinking about this, little Schwartz shut his mouth obediently.

Others present may not understand this matter as well as little Schwartz, but they basically remained silent.

There was no inquiring into the matter, nor was there any intention of driving Link, an 'irrelevant person' away.

After all, the Foley family represented by the other party is currently very popular in the country of Yu, and there are actually not a few people who are secretly paying attention to this assassination operation. Dolink is really not that many, there is no need to offend the other party for such a trivial matter.

Of course, this is just what most people think, and the old cowboy Lange obviously doesn’t think so.

After hearing Link's answer, he put out the cigarette butt heavily on the conference table, and then laughed and said:

"You Chinese people have always been so cowardly. When we were running rampant in Europe, you liked to act like cowards and not help each other. But after so many years, you do the same thing to me! What? Do you mean you are just a faggot? Is this the fine tradition of you Chinese people?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone including the old witch from the International Federation of Wizards looked unhappy.

You must know that the reason why these people have done so much work is to make others forget their background as Grindelwald Saints.

But Langer mentioned these people again directly in front of outsiders today.

This is really embarrassing.

"Do you want to declare war on the Foley family and even the entire magical world of the Kingdom of Yu?" Link narrowed his eyes slightly, rubbed the wand in his hand and said, "Lange, you don't really think you are great, do you? I can be very Let me tell you clearly that I am a recipient of the Order of Merlin Level [-], and my Foley family has long been closely associated with Mr. Fudge, the current Minister of Magic of the United States, Member of the Wizengamot, and Representative of the Republic of China to the International Confederation of Wizards, and Mr. Dumbledore maintained a long-term friendly relationship.

What do you think will happen if I tell them that there is still a remnant of the saint named Lange in Germany? "

"You damn Brit!"

Lange's face suddenly darkened, and he stood up to draw the wand.

Old Hartman, who had been sitting next to him, saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to hug him. Others in the Despicable Alliance also began to persuade him.

They knew very well that with Link's energy, what Link just said would most likely come true.

They don't care how Lange dies.

The most important problem is that if the crackdown is really carried out, it will affect them.

Suddenly, the entire conference tent became noisy.

Langer didn't know whether he was just showing off or he really couldn't withstand Old Hartman's obstruction. He was deadlocked with Old Hartman and couldn't even draw out his magic wand.

A gray-white ray suddenly shot out, suddenly separating the members of the Despicable Alliance.

Then everyone heard the old witch, the supervisor in the corner, say dissatisfiedly:

"Don't waste any more time on me. I'm not here to listen to your quarrels. Get back to business!"

"you……"

Beckman waited for a pair of red eyes, looking angrily at the old witch who was the supervisor.

But in the end, he still sat back in his seat without saying a word - he dared to fight Link with all his teeth and claws, but he would never dare to do the same to the old witch, because the other party now represented the entire world. Wizards United!

Link, who had no fun to watch, also sneered and did not pursue the matter further.

After all, Link considered himself to be a very generous person, so he would not get angry with someone who was going to die tomorrow.

"That's right. We are all our own people. There is no need to talk about things like this. Let's get down to business. Hahaha..." Old Hartman laughed when he saw this and said, "Beckman, you I'm late, so I'll explain the situation to you first.

For now, we decided to set off for Nurmengard Prison tomorrow morning.The general plan was similar to what we had originally agreed upon, and it was still non-combatants like the Kugels and Ms. Schwartz who called the door first for visitation reasons.

Then if the call to open the door fails, we combatants will enter the prison and do the rest.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Foley.Since you just want to be a bystander, don't follow us into the tower this time. "

Old Hartman looked at Link, and after Link nodded, he continued, "In terms of personnel, our main breakthrough is still Mr. Lange. The rest of the personnel are the 10 followers brought by the three of you. As well as 50 combat wizards sent by my Hartman family.

call!

Finally, I want to ask if you have any other better suggestions on combat strategy. After all, life is precious, and I don't want to see any casualties among our people. "

Old Hartman's tone was somewhat dull and bitter.

But that's no wonder.

In this operation, almost all the other families were paddling, and the number of people sent was pitiful. It was almost clear that they wanted the people of the Hartman family to be used as cannon fodder.

But in front of the old witch, the supervisor, he couldn't say anything about reducing the manpower.

So we can only hope that someone can come up with a reliable tactic to reduce casualties.

However, it is a pity that there are really no smart people or strategists in the Alliance of Despicable People - if they had existed, they would not have ended up in the current situation where they were manipulated at will by the International Federation of Wizards.

As a result, all Old Hartmann received was endless silence.

Seeing this, the smile on Old Hartman's face could no longer be maintained, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

Link found it funny and asked jokingly:

"Mr. Hartman, what level of strength are the 50 combat wizards you brought?"

"They are basically at the general striker level," Hartman said in a deep tone. "There are also those with Auror strength, but the number is not large, no more than 5."

"Since they all have striker-level strength, why don't you try to destroy Nurmengard Prison directly?"

Link crossed his legs and said leisurely, "Although Nurmengard Prison may use anti-magic building materials and have defensive magic attached to the outside, the progress of directly attacking the building may be quite slow. But once successful, Green can be DeVoe closes in on the open terrain that would be beneficial to us. Isn't that a sure bet?"

"Yes, yes! Mr. Foley, what you said is so good!"

Upon hearing this, Old Hartman's eyes lit up and he patted his thighs excitedly.

Looking at it like that, it seemed like he wanted to rush forward and hug Link and kiss him twice.

If Link's plan is followed, maybe none of the people he brings will be damaged!

Little Schwartz and others around him also echoed.

Although they can't come up with serious ideas, and they don't come up with many ideas, they are still good at following the trend.

But just when everyone was rejoicing, they heard the old witch, the supervisor in the corner, say coldly:

"No! You must not use the method of destroying Nurmengard Prison. Not only that, you must always pay attention to the accuracy and power of the spell when you go back into the tower to attack. You must ensure that the main body of Nurmengard Prison is intact!"

The originally lively conference tent suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at the supervisor, the old witch, in great surprise. Old Hartman even asked angrily:

"why!?"

"Because Nurmengard, as the most notorious prison during Grindelwald's time and where Grindelwald is now held, is a very important milestone in the history of the International Federation of Wizards' fight against evil forces! We will never allow you to act like this. Reason to cause harm to it!" The old witch, the supervisor, was not afraid of Hartman at all and said forcefully, "Do you think this reason is enough?"

"Excuse! This is Chi Guoguo's excuse! You just don't like us and want to make us bleed as much as possible!"

Hartmann roared like a furious bear.

This time, the other despicable people around him showed no intention to stop him. They all sat quietly in their seats with their heads down, looking resentful.

The reason the old witch came up with was really too false.

This makes them feel a bit sad.

What's more, some people like little Schwartz like to speculate, and there is even a feeling that the International Federation of Wizards wants to use this opportunity to catch them all.

"Whatever you say, but I want to remind you that you must complete the mission of the International Federation of Wizards! Otherwise..."

The old witch said calmly, then stood up and quickly left the meeting tent.

This move further angered Hartman Sr.

He didn't dare to trouble the old witch, so he could only roar and start smashing the furniture in the tent to vent his anger.

The whole meeting broke up unhappy.

Returning to the tent that had been set up by the veterans of Beckman Castle, the anguish and entanglement that had been on Beckman's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a kind of excitement.

He hurriedly cast a soundproofing spell on the entire tent and said to Link:

"Has everyone made arrangements?"

"Of course. I have sent the coordinates here to Old Kled and Snape. They should have already set up an ambush around Nurmengard Prison."

Link sat carelessly on a soft chair, and said while loosening his tie, "You performed very well today, and they probably didn't notice it. We will carry out the original plan tomorrow, and you will follow Lang first." Let them enter the tower, and then we will command Snape and the others who are ambushing to deal with the people outside first, and then we will meet with you."

Beckman didn't care at all about Link's slightly rude appearance. He nodded and paced back and forth in the tent. After a while, his face showed a fierce look and he gritted his teeth and said:

"The only problem now is the old witch sent by the International Federation of Wizards! She will definitely not let us stop Lange and the others and ruin the plan of the International Federation of Wizards! Otherwise, should we just deal with her directly?"

Hearing this, Link's brows wrinkled.

He did not answer Beckman immediately. Instead, he poured a glass of German Meteor dry red wine, pushed it in front of Beckman, and then said slowly:

"You're too excited right now. It's best to calm down."

Beckman took the goblet and drank it in one gulp, then stared at Link with his red eyes.

Seeing that Beckman really couldn't turn the corner, Link shook his head and said:

"We can't do anything to that old witch."

Beckman widened his eyes and said:

"Why? She will tell the International Federation of Wizards exactly what we have done. By then..."

Before Beckman could finish speaking, Link interrupted:

"so what?"

Beckman was momentarily speechless, but Link continued:

"I know Dumbledore very well, and you must know Grindelwald very well. The two of them fought and fought and made trouble. Do you really think that Dumbledore would sit back and watch Grindelwald being murdered?

I dare say that the guy who encouraged those despicable people to assassinate Grindelwald this time was just the private plan of a very few individuals within the International Federation of Wizards, and at least Dumbledore must not have known about it.

What if the old witch conveys the situation back?

The guy hiding behind will never say anything!

He was afraid of Dumbledore's revenge!

It is because he is afraid that he wants to control former saints like you to do this!

You don’t really think that when this is done, you can say goodbye to the past and live an unsupervised life, do you?

They just want you to bear Dumbledore's wrath!

His intention from the very beginning was to kill you all! "

The bloodshot eyes in Beckman's eyes became more dense, his fists were clenched, and his whole body was extremely excited.

But in the end, he loosened his fist and said sadly:

"What a good plan. How could they do this? Merlin, they are the most despicable people in the world. Guys like me are probably no different from bigger ants in their eyes. When will they kill me?" Don’t you even know?”

He looked at Link again, and finally there was a little more light in his eyes, "Link, you are different from me. You have the wisdom and strength to compete with them, and you will achieve great things! Far better than what we did back then. A bigger cause!!”

"I know this without you having to tell me," Link rolled his eyes at Beckman and said, "I advise you to keep your spirits up. Tomorrow will be a tough battle for you."

Beckman nodded and murmured:

"Yeah, I have to adjust my condition. Tomorrow, tomorrow I'm going to kill all those scum!

In addition, I also want to ask Mr. Grindelwald.How did he lose to Dumbledore in the first place? He is so powerful... He will not abandon us... He is a good leader... Our ideal..."

Link shook his head as he listened to Beckman's obviously semi-crazy soliloquy, and returned directly to his room.

He has no interest in these old chaff and rotten grain things.

Even if he had to listen, he would rather listen to Grindelwald himself.

At least that way there's still the possibility of gaining skill points!