The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

"You are so cruel!~"

Fudge's voice was as sad as a nightingale's cry of blood, but to old Barty's ears, it was like fairy music.

He closed his eyes in intoxication, and the smile on his face became thicker and thicker.

Using Grindelwald's identity as a Saint to carry out external disguises was Link's long-established plan.

Fudge's reaction in front of him also proved to Old Barty that Link's plan was correct.

With this layer of skin, even if news about them leaks out, the International Federation of Wizards or some other forces will immediately go to trouble Grindelwald and Dumbledore.

As for Link and the others, the real culprits will still hide quietly in the shadows and watch the show.

Fudge is naturally one of the most miserable people in this plan.

But old Batty couldn't feel any pity for him in his heart.

After all, the nature of struggle is so cruel.

Either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind prevails over the east wind.

Didn't Fudge's persecution of him never stop?

Even when his family was destroyed, Fudge and some outsiders had been adding fuel to the flames.

Of course, this is actually a normal thing.

If his and Fudge's identities were reversed, he would make the same decision.

Old Barty understood Fudge's approach very well.

So now when his west wind began to overwhelm the east wind, Old Barty naturally thought that Fudge had nothing to complain about.

"Mr. Minister, the work of the Ministry of Magic has been too tedious recently, and you are probably tired and sick. Although I admire your dedication to stay in the line of fire even though you are slightly injured, I still want to say-" Old Barty paused at this point. After a moment, he winked at Fudge and said, "Leave all those unimportant tasks to us. You only need to deal with some really difficult tasks."

When Fudge heard this, the last light in his eyes finally went out, and his entire face turned gray.

He understood that he was under house arrest starting tonight.

Next, Barty Crouch Sr. will actually control the entire Ministry of Magic in his name.

Finally those so-called 'tricky' things that need him to deal with.

Haha, aren't they the ones who have the final say on whether things are going to be tricky or not?

He is now like a fat pig that has been carefully raised by Barty Crouch Sr. and the others, just waiting to be slaughtered on the spot after it has grown fat!

Old Batty is gone.

The attitude he showed was different from the domineering one he had when he came in. Instead, he looked cautious and respectful.

Before leaving, he not only closed the door, but even turned on the magic chandelier in the office for Fudge.

He felt that Fudge was very dark inside now and needed some light to shine through.

After all, Fudge is their important scapegoat, and it would be very troublesome if he committed suicide early.

As soon as he came out of the office, Old Barty saw Percy standing guard in the corridor.

The other party was completely hidden in the darkness, staring at Old Barty with a pair of green eyes.

"Send this letter to Scrimgeour and issue it as an executive order."

Old Batty handed over the remaining letter in his hand very casually.

Percy took the letter, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he opened it and looked at it naturally.

Then, his eyes became colder and colder, and he said in a gloomy voice:

"You actually agreed to Fudge's decision to expand the Auror force? Why?!"

"There's no reason," Old Batty frowned slightly, "Just go ahead and execute it."

Percy raised his voice a few times and said:

"Scrimgeour is our enemy!"

Old Batty stepped forward without showing any signs of weakness and said:

"But the Auror troops are not! Not only are they not, they are also an important force we use to fight against the Death Eaters! As for their loyalty after the Death Eaters fall, it is not something you should worry about! I have plenty of ways to make them donate to us loyalty!"

"Is this loyalty only for you personally?" Percy suddenly smiled, "Don't think I don't know what you are planning? You want to bypass Mr. Foley and have your own personal armed force, and then take advantage of Are you taking the opportunity to rebel while we are at war with the Death Eaters? But you don’t really think you can succeed, do you?”

The frown on Old Batty's face suddenly relaxed and he said expressionlessly:

"I really didn't realize that you still have this sense of humor. Why, have you been around Fudge for too long and have you been infected by him?"

Old Barty's words made Percy's smile disappear instantly.

He put the letter in his hand into his arms and said viciously:

"Just wait, I will tell Mr. Foley all this!"

After saying that, Percy turned and left without hesitation.

"it's up to you."

Looking at Percy's back gradually disappearing into the darkness, Old Barty said lightly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Once upon a time, Percy was still a young man who knelt before him and was fawning in his words and deeds.

But now it has become like this.

To be honest, Barty Sr. wasn't surprised at the change that happened to Percy.

In order to check and balance, Link gave Percy a lot of power.

In addition, Percy has been hiding next to Fudge, the Minister of Magic, as a superior monitor during this period. As time goes by, Percy naturally feels that his strength and identity are enough for him to climb higher. position, to have a chance encounter with a more powerful person.

Old Barty has seen many young people like Percy who suddenly expanded.

But in his mind, none of these young people would end well.

Being too ambitious is a common problem among young people.

With Percy's little tricks, how could he be the opponent of a man who had been in high and low officialdom for decades?

If he had just bowed his head after being intimidated by Percy, then he would have been eaten alive by Fudge more than ten years ago.

Smiling and shaking his head, Old Barty opened the door to the Minister of Magic's office again.

Percy took the letter not to give it to Scrimgeour, but to hold it firmly in his hand.

So he had to ask Minister Fudge to write another letter.

……

What Old Barty didn't know was that Percy wasn't simply intimidating him.

Because early the next morning, Percy was already kneeling in front of Link.

Also coming to Forlì Castle with Percy was the letter written by Fudge, which was taken away by Percy.

Link was wearing a loose nightgown and sitting on a soft chair piled with down pillows.

The letter about the expansion of Auror recruitment has been read and placed on the coffee table nearby, and what Link is holding now is today's latest "Daily Prophet".

As the largest newspaper in the country, the Daily Prophet generally tries to make its layout as compact as possible while ensuring it is beautiful.

After all, more space needs to be made available to earn precious advertising fees.

However, today's "Daily Prophet" extravagantly devoted half of its page to a magic photo.

That’s a photo of Diagon Alley at noon yesterday!

The person who took the photo must have risked his life to get very close to the battlefield.

Therefore, in addition to the huge, creeping and terrifying dark mark on the zenith, the photo can clearly see the ruins of Gringotts, which has been completely turned into ruins, with an unfathomable huge cave in the center.

It wasn't just Gringotts that was damaged.

The entire core business district where Gringotts is located has been devastated.

The thugs wearing skull masks laughed wildly and used their magic wands to blast open the doors of each store, and then swarmed them and started buying for 0 yuan.

Further into the photo you can even see a large group of thugs roasting a humanoid creature on a fire.

As the humanoid creature struggled and howled miserably, the onlookers cheered and swayed like crazy.

At the top of this magic picture, the title of the entire report is written in large and bold fonts:

"Myth busted!"Gringotts was robbed! 》

Putting down the "Daily Prophet" in his hand, Link closed his eyes.

From a purely academic perspective, the report published in the Daily Prophet is absolutely perfect.

Whether it's using a huge picture to attract the reader's attention or using a title to directly highlight the core content of the report, it is an excellent writing technique.

Not to mention that this report also provides an in-depth analysis of the situation in which Gringotts will not only have to compensate the original owners of the looted vaults with a large sum of money after being looted, but may also suffer a run due to the loss of security reputation.

The article even boldly predicts that the aftermath of this robbery will cause Gringotts to over-issue currency, which will suddenly accelerate the inflation of the entire wizarding world in the country and eventually lead to an economic crisis.

If there is any flaw, it is that this article still defines this incident as a robbery and classifies the Death Eaters as thugs.

Even though countless people saw with their own eyes the huge dark mark rising above Diagon Alley, the Daily Prophet still refused to overturn its judgment.

This is a great thing!

The current situation of showing flesh but not showing face is what he really wants.

Link finally opened his eyes.

With a smile on his lips, he looked at Percy who was kneeling quietly below and said:

"You did very well."

"Mr. Foley is ridiculous! This is all for our great cause!" Although he had been kneeling for more than half an hour, Percy still said in an emotional voice when he heard this, "But Barty Crouch His wolfish ambitions have been revealed, please Mr. Foley to be careful!"

Link nodded upon hearing this.

Of course he could also see that Percy's ambitions had been growing during this period, to the point where he had too much ambition and too little ambition.

But what's the difference between old Barty and Percy?

Isn't this old guy who should have died long ago in the original book now becoming arrogant because of the little power he has?

From a purely cognitive perspective, Barty Sr. is even stupider than Percy.

Because Percy at least still knows how to respect the strong, but old Barty has long forgotten that this is a world where personal force can override everything.

Empty power, but no words of strength.

So no matter how many things old Batty secretly builds now, they are all castles in the air and illusions!

After thinking about this, Link chuckled and said:

"Percy, you have to respect the elders and don't slap people with such a big label just because of such a futile thing. In my opinion, Barty Crouch has done a pretty good job. "

Hearing this, Percy lowered his head again and began to admit his mistake in fear.

But at this moment, Link waved his hand and continued:

"Well, we happened to capture Barty Crouch Jr. in this battle. As a reward for Old Barty's hard work for so long, I will not hold Barty Jr. responsible. Percy, go and capture him. Little Barty should be sent back to Old Barty, so we can take a closer look at what it was like when father and son met, and how Old Barty dealt with his only son. I'm very curious about this."

"Yes! Mr. Foley!"

Percy said loudly, with an unconcealable ecstasy in his voice.

As he spoke, he crawled out of the hall on his hands and knees. He didn't stand up until he disappeared from Link's sight, and went to find Old Kled with a happy face.

Although Link only praised him verbally this time and did not give any substantial promises or rewards, Percy was already quite satisfied.

Because Link's last words were tantamount to leaving the task of beating Barty Crouch Sr. in his hands.

He is also looking forward to the scene when old Batty and young Batty and his son meet.

But unlike Link's pure curiosity, he was more simply looking forward to this happening.

Because after this incident, Old Barty's prestige in the Ministry of Magic will be greatly reduced!

On the other hand, he, Percy Weasley, will truly enter the room and step onto the big stage of the Ministry of Magic!

Percy could even imagine the fear and respect that other people looked at him after this incident!

ha!This is the power of power!

Percy left happily, but Link still stayed in the hall.

He closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows with his hands, as if thinking about something.

But in fact, he was just a little sleepy.

After all, the big chair under him now, stuffed with small buttons and down pillows, was so comfortable that it was like sitting on a cloud.

Emily, who had been hiding in the dark until then, came out with a cup filled with purple and black potion.

She carefully placed the quilt and the tray on the coffee table, and helped Link retuck the down pillow that had been messed up a few times before complaining:

"You shouldn't have been talking to that Percy Weasley for so long."

Link changed to a more comfortable position and muttered:

"They are all good and dedicated employees. I can't just deal with them, right?"

"Then you should also consider your own body!" Emily frowned and brought the quilt to Link and said, "Come on, drink this quickly."

A wry smile appeared on Link's face.

But in the end, he still endured the disgusting taste and drank the potion.

Emily was satisfied upon seeing this.

She helped Link add another blanket and stuffed some charcoal into the fireplace.

After all this was done, Emily said:

"Why don't you stay here and continue to sleep for a while. I'll call you after lunch."

Hearing this, Link nodded, waited until Emily left before sighing, and carefully opened the corner of his nightgown.

I saw that Link's chest was wrapped with a thick layer of bandages.