The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

On Knockturn Alley, Link and Mrs. Foley were walking side by side.

But Mrs. Foley's attention at the moment was not on the road ahead, but on Link.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she stared at Link for a while before stopping and saying:

"Link, do you know what we are going to do at Victoria Manor later?"

"Ah, of course I know."

Link responded speechlessly.

Mrs. Foley has mentioned the purpose and reason of their trip to Link many times.

But to be honest, Link is still a little repulsed by the fact that Mrs. Foley wants to find Emily to be his wife.

After all, the person who was Emily's childhood sweetheart was the original owner, not the current Link.

Link himself is a person who pays more attention to emotions, so he still feels a little confused about this marriage.

But things have changed, and old Victoria is planning to marry Emily to someone else, which is another matter.

This is not only looking down on Link himself, but also trampling on the dignity of the Foley family.

Thinking this, Link's expression became serious.

Mrs. Foley on the side saw Link becoming serious and nodded with satisfaction.

Then she put her hand on Link's shoulder and waved her wand.

"Apparate!"

"boom!"

Following an explosion and a sudden spin, the scenery in front of Link suddenly became blurry.

After his vision finally returned to normal, Link found that he and Mrs. Foley were already in a small square, and in front of them was a huge villa.

The villa and the square look very new. If proper maintenance and other factors are taken into account, the construction age should not exceed 50 years.

This also gave Link a clearer understanding of the class status of the Victoria family.

After all, the family home is the face and status symbol of a family.

The Victoria family's villa looks so new, but it doesn't have much history at first glance.

But this is normal. The Victoria family is just a new family that just moved to China from abroad a few decades ago. It is strange that they have some background.

Mrs. Foley obviously thought so too, which could be seen from the sneer on her lips at this moment.

But Link was not as optimistic as she was.

When he thought about it, the Victoria family, which was so weak compared to the Foley family, wanted to marry Emily to someone else even if it offended the Foley family.

That means the new backer they are looking for must be someone stronger than the Beverly family.

"Link, let's go."

"Ok!"

Mrs. Foley said calmly, and Link followed her with a wary expression after hearing this.

Link has a feeling that today will be a tough battle!

"Crench!"

The door of the villa opened.

A cool breeze rushed out, carrying noisy laughter.

The villa is very lively.

Dozens of well-dressed pure-blood nobles were talking, laughing and walking around a long table filled with drinks and food.

Link even saw the Malfoy family in the crowd, who were currently surrounded by several wizards.

There were several waiters around them, carrying plates and drinks and moving quickly through the crowd, looking very busy.

But what surprised Link was that they didn't use any magic during the entire labor process.

This reminded Link of the word squib.

After all, the Malfoy family would never accept the service of a Muggle. This would be a shame to them.

But the identities of these waiters are no longer important.

Because the originally lively hall suddenly became quiet with the arrival of Mrs. Foley and Link.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two people who were walking slowly. Some of the timid ones had even started to flee out of the hall with their wands.

Mrs. Foley paid no attention to these people.

She walked straight in, looking at the decent decoration inside the villa, and said coldly:

"It looks like you guys had a lot of fun."

There was still silence all around, and no one dared to reply.

Seeing this, Mrs. Foley came to the Malfoy family again and said to Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy:

"Hello, Malfoys."

Lucius looked a little nervous. His mouth moved slightly, but no words came out. In the end, he could only nod.

Their son Draco Malfoy had already hid behind his mother Nacissa, hugging Nacissa's waist and said muffledly:

"I...I didn't bully Link!"

"I know that very well. You don't have to be so afraid of me, Draco."

Mrs. Foley said speechlessly.

Mrs. Foley also knew Draco. To be honest, she was quite cute when she was a child, but she didn't expect to become more annoying as she grew older. Now when she meets her, she is as scared as a quail, which is boring.

At the same time, Link, who was following Mrs. Foley, made an unexpected discovery.

In a dark corner of the hall, Snape was looking up here.

His face was not pretty, because there was a small round table next to him, and there was a glass of dark brown wine on the table.

This discovery surprised Link. After all, in his impression, Snape was not the kind of person who liked to attend parties, and in order to keep his mind clear at all times, Snape was usually very averse to any alcoholic beverages.

However, he would not be ignorant enough to suddenly rush over and say hello to Snape at this moment.

So Link just nodded and bent towards Snape, which was regarded as a salute.

Snape was slightly relieved when he saw this, and nodded to Link in an unintelligible way.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded from the hall.

When Link heard the sound, he saw a short, fat, middle-aged man running towards him quickly with a somewhat funny posture.

Behind him was an old man wearing an old-fashioned bloated dress, but unlike him, this old man had a calm expression and a steady pace. He even had time to say hello to the pure-blood nobles on both sides while walking.

The only fly in the ointment was that none of the pure-blood nobles present paid any attention to him. Instead, they scurried away like the god of plague.

"Oh! Mrs. Foley, why are you here!"

The short, fat middle-aged man spoke hurriedly. As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When Mrs. Foley heard this, she sneered and said:

"Some people don't send me invitations, so naturally I have to come by myself."

Mrs. Foley's words made the pudgy middle-aged man a little embarrassed, but Mrs. Foley had no intention of letting him go. She looked at the old man behind him and continued:

"Come on, tell me who this guy is."

"Ah this..."

Sweat began to appear on the forehead of the short, fat middle-aged man, but the old man stood up and said:

"Mr. Victoria, let me introduce myself."

"I am the current patriarch of the Wilson family, Tom Wilson, from the United States..."