The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Until an hour later, fierce fighting sounds were still heard in the old house.

This is Sirius fighting Moody.

Or to be more precise, it was Moody who beat Sirius unilaterally. After all, although Moody was disabled, the alchemical prosthesis still gave him great power.

This scene made Harry and others anxious. They wanted to step forward to start a fight, but Sirius and Moody severely pushed them away. They used magic spells and were afraid of accidental injury, so they could only use words to persuade them.

Hermione was smarter, and she turned to Link for help.

Unfortunately, Link had no intention of stopping the fight.

In his opinion, Sirius' actions against Moody were more like a continuation of self-punishment. After all, because of Regulus, the pain in Sirius's heart was almost overflowing.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Link. It's good that he can tell Sirius the truth, otherwise Sirius will never understand what an outstanding person his brother is until his death.

After shaking his head, Link prepared to return to Forli Castle.

But at this moment, Sirius, who had been beaten into a pig head by Moody, suddenly rushed over, completely ignoring Arkham's threat, and hugged Link's arm.

"What do you want to do?"

Link said coldly, a twisted black light flashing on the tip of the ebony wand.

Link hated physical contact with Sirius in any sense, and he promised that if Sirius couldn't come up with a reasonable reason, he would definitely replace Moody and satisfy Sirius's desire for self-punishment.

When it comes to torturing people, the power of curse can be said to be the most suitable.

"Link! No!"

Moody also rushed forward to prevent Link, a dangerous person, from actually doing something to Sirius.

But Sirius turned a blind eye to all this. He grabbed Link's arm hard and said with trembling body:

"Regulus can't just keep carrying the reputation of a Death Eater! He is a real hero! More people need to know about this! I need...I need you to help him prove his name! Please...please... …”

"no!"

Moody yelled again, but Link, like Sirius, ignored him.

Link just looked at Sirius quietly. After fully feeling the determination and pleading in Sirius's eyes, Link sighed and said:

"can."

"What are you thinking, Link!? You can't do that!" Moody gritted his teeth, "This will expose us! Once the Death Eaters react, all our previous efforts may be in vain!"

"But Regulus Black is a real hero! I think he is fully worthy of a first-class medal of the Order of Merlin!" Link said in a loud voice, "Of course, there needs to be some operations, and there will be some cost."

"I will bear all the costs! As long as you can help Regulus prove it, I won't hesitate even if it costs me everything!"

Sirius said categorically, and as he spoke, he took out a simple-looking key from his arms.

This is the key to the Black family vault in Gringotts.

Link glanced at him coldly and said:

"I'm not blackmailing you. When I say cost, I mean time cost. Like Professor Moody said, now is not the right time."

"When will that wait?!"

boom--

As soon as Sirius finished speaking, Link raised his wand and Sirius was thrown away by an invisible force, hitting the ground heavily.

"You have no right to bargain with me. I don't owe you anything."

Link said coldly.

Under his cold gaze, Sirius finally seemed to wake up a little.

He struggled to get up, endured the severe pain and nodded to Link:

"This is my fault. Thank you for ignoring our past grudges and helping me again."

Hearing this, Link didn't speak, but just nodded silently.

He has no interest in staying here any longer.

"Apparition!"

Waving the wand, Link silently recited the address in his mind. Along with a familiar feeling of dizziness, the scene in front of Link changed into the foyer of Forlì Castle.

"Master! You are back! Madam and young lady are having dinner."

The house elf Button greeted him enthusiastically and said.

By the way, they were going to take Link to the restaurant, but when they were walking halfway, Mrs. Foley and Emily had already walked out.

"Link, did you have fun with your friends?"

Mrs. Foley said with a smile, while helping Link press down the restless hair on his head.

Just as Link was about to say something, he saw Emily actually coming up to him, pulling Link's collar and starting to smell it.

Akam, who was coiled on Link's shoulders, almost instinctively opened his mouth to threaten, but was slapped away by Emily. In the end, he could only coil himself on top of Link's head aggrievedly - he couldn't stand up to Akamu. Milly.

"you've been drinking!"

Emily raised her voice and said decisively.

"It's just a little bit, and I used sobriety medicine in advance, so it won't cause any harm to the body."

Link explained with a smile, but the smile looked stiff.

This was Link's first marriage in his two lives, and he had no experience dealing with his wife after drinking.

Fortunately, Emily is not a picky woman.

In fact, what she was looking for was not evidence of whether Link had been drinking, but whether Link smelled like Hermione.

Judging from the results alone, Link obviously passed the test.

Hearing this, Emily rolled her eyes at Link and did not continue on this topic. Instead, she stretched out her hand to smooth Link's collar that was wrinkled by her and said:

"Forget it, it's okay to drink some wine. Let's eat something and take a rest first. By the way, we will go to Paris to visit a fashion show later. Do you want to come with us?"

"Me? I'm afraid I don't have time to accompany you." Link said with a wry smile, "My training is not completed yet."

"poor child."

Mrs. Foley heard this and touched Link's cheek, her expression was the same as Emily's, she was a little distressed.

It's a pity that their distressed mood did not last long.

Because they knew very well that Link would definitely handle everything, which was something that had been proven countless times in the past.

Saying goodbye to Mrs. Foley and Emily who were about to leave, Link reluctantly returned to the magic training room with Arkham and Yo-Yo to continue training on the Apparition Curse.

boom--

The door closed heavily, and the expression on Link's face gradually became serious.

There is actually not much time left for him now.

You must know that the entire Hogwarts is covered by an anti-Apparition spell.

This means that once school starts, Link will have almost no way to continue practicing the Apparition Curse.

But in the current situation of plot collapse, Voldemort and the Death Eaters may officially launch a war against Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic at any time. Link must also master the high-level Apparition Spell as soon as possible to increase his combat power. .

Then it would be the best choice to practice crazily during the last period of summer vacation and at least upgrade the Apparition Spell to level 4.

Of course, the difficulty of doing this can be imagined.

But Link thinks he can give it a try. If it’s great, he won’t sleep!

Thinking this, Link's eyes became more determined.

He neatly arranged 32 bottles of awakening potions in the protective box in the corner, then took out his wand and began to chant the spell.

Immediately, a series of firecrackers exploded, accompanied by undetectable spatial fluctuations, rippled in the magic spell training room.

The retreat practice for the Apparition Curse has begun!

……

At the same time, in the Ministry of Magic, Fudge was covering his head and moving slowly towards his office against the wall.

His eyes were alert and his movements were slight, making him look like a thief.

He also saw the reports in the Daily Prophet and other newspapers this morning.

The articles criticizing him made him furious.

As the Minister of Magic, Fudge is also very good at manipulating public opinion, so he is also more aware that these articles containing a lot of false content are bound to cause great damage to his support among the people.

There is nothing that can be done about it. People just like news about the shit of big shots. They will only believe the things they want to believe. As for whether things are true or false, that is not within their scope of consideration at all.

At present, Fudge still has no good solution to this situation. His performance in the Wizengamot court was really poor.

Judging from Fudge's many years of working experience in politics, the best way to deal with it now is to plead not guilty.

That is to say, the testimony provided by Dumbledore has no legal validity and is false perjury.

This was not because he was lying out of nowhere, but because Dumbledore himself had loopholes in the procedures for submitting witnesses. Strictly speaking, the old woman's testimony should not have been used.

Once this is done, not only will the current accusations against him disappear, but Harry Potter will also be tried again, and Harry Potter will even be punished for perjury.

But this is easy to say, but it is more difficult to actually implement it.

Because this requires the cooperation of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and the current director there, Bones, has a very strange attitude towards him. He neither supports nor opposes it, but seems to want to enforce the law impartially.

Of course, from Fudge's point of view, this kind of move was just a bid to get more benefits from him.

On the other hand, Fudge also needs to face attacks from Old Batty and others.

He felt that if he didn't shed more blood this time, he might not be able to resolve the matter.

If this is just a long-term worry, then Fudge is now facing many more serious near-term worries.

For example, the paparazzi reporters who surrounded his door and the Ministry of Magic today.

The reason why Fudge is acting like a thief now is largely because of the paparazzi's pursuit.

This greatly affected his daily life, and the scene where he was surrounded and interrogated by paparazzi made him lose face in the Ministry of Magic.

"Those damn reporters! I gave them so many Galleons in the past! But now they are turning back to bite me. What a bunch of ignorant wolves!

And those security thugs at the Ministry of Magic!They actually let those reporters in just like that!Sooner or later I will fire them all! "

Fudge complained softly, but his eyes were fixed on the wooden door not far away.

That was the door to his office. As long as he entered there, his painful experience this morning could be said to be temporarily over.

Thinking this, Fudge quickened his pace.

But just as he reached out to open the door, a familiar voice sounded from behind him.

"Ah! Isn't this Mr. Minister? Why do you look like this after not seeing you for just one night? Could it be that this is your new hobby? Transvestite?"

The speaker was Old Batty.

Fudge gritted his teeth and turned around to see Old Barty and three other young Wizengamot members looking at him with half-smiling smiles.

Judging from their positions, they should have been watching Fudge act like a thief for some time.

Fudge only spoke at the end when he was about to lose sight.

This made Fudge blush even more.

He originally didn't want to talk and went straight into the office. After all, it would be too embarrassing to say that he was being surrounded by paparazzi at this time. But at this moment, the door to the office opened by itself.

Umbridge and Percy walked out of the office one after another. Judging from their appearance, it seemed that Percy was asking Umbridge about administrative work.

The two men almost collided with the hooded Fudge, which made the atmosphere even more awkward.

"Cough hum!"

Fudge cleared his throat. In front of his men, it was naturally impossible for him to give in to Old Barty.

I saw him just straightening his body and saying to Old Batty:

"Everyone has their own unknown interests and hobbies. This is not surprising at all, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. Just like Mr. Crouch, didn't you also train yourself to be a Death Eater and then throw yourself into Aziz?" The hobby that Caban killed?"

Fudge's counterattack was not without ruthlessness. His words were like a sharp sword, piercing into old Barty's chest, causing the smile that was originally rippling on his face to disappear in an instant and become extremely serious.

Affected by this momentum, the three young congressmen around Old Batty also suppressed their smiles and silently stepped back.

Obviously, they also knew something about Barty Jr.

In fact, this is no longer a secret in the entire Ministry of Magic. Fudge will tell this story every time he brags to others about his election victory that year, but he always hides it from Old Barty.

"There is no need for Mr. Minister to remind me about my son's past deeds. At the same time, it is indeed not strange to have his own special interests and hobbies."

Old Barty said expressionlessly, "But since Mr. Minister calls my son's deeds my special hobbies, it means that even my own hobbies have nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic and even the entire wizarding world in the country. You also need to be punished when there is a conflict!

For now, I've paid the price for my son's hobbies.So, Mr. Minister, are you ready to pay the price? "

"Pay the price? I don't think I need to pay any price." Fudge said loudly. Old Barty's behavior can't scare him. In fact, Fudge will only lose his temper when Dumbledore is present. As for Old Barty, then In his opinion, he is just a defeated general. "Does it mean that if I cover my head, it will conflict with the interests of the Ministry of Magic and the people?"

After saying this, Fudge laughed and looked at Umbridge and Percy.

Seeing this, Umbridge and Percy could only reluctantly smile in agreement, but their smiles looked very stiff, and this matter was obviously not funny.

"What I'm referring to," Old Barty suddenly raised his voice, drawing everyone's attention back, "is your indiscriminate use of the power of the Ministry of Magic to seek personal revenge, and your hobby of directing dementors to attack Harry Potter.

It's you who embezzled the Ministry of Magic's public funds for your own enjoyment of hobbies.

It’s your hobby of bribing reporters to build momentum for you and control public opinion! "

"You fart!"

Fudge yelled, and his smile could no longer be maintained due to Old Barty's accusation, "You are spreading rumors! I have never done any of these things!"

"You know whether I am spreading rumors or not. But I must remind you that many people have started to report you with real names. This time, you are dead!"

Old Barty sneered and said this, and then led a group of young councilors towards the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Fudge's eyes twitched when he saw this scene, because he knew that the other party was serious this time.

He must prepare early.

Otherwise, Crouch, coupled with the support of those young congressmen and Link, might very well finish him off!

"Damn...Crouch!"

Fudge muttered through gritted teeth, and then stopped going to the office and walked directly to the Department of Mysteries.

Behind him, Umbridge and Percy's expressions became strange and incomprehensible.