The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

"...At that time, I remember that the suggestions given by the Ministry of Magic in various places were to return those 'Saints' to their original household registration places, and then the local Ministry of Magic would conduct a trial. Can you understand what I mean? This is actually similar to what the Ministry of Magic used to do back then. Shut down a group of diehards, and then knock a sum of money from other people who are not determined, and then let it go. The people here will get a lot of money.

It's a pity that the people of the International Federation of Wizards are not so merciful, especially when facing die-hard saints, they don't even bother to close the connection, and it is directly the death penalty! As a result, the hard-boned saints all died.

The bones are not so hard, but the guys who still have hope in Lord Grindelwald decided to pretend to surrender and put a large amount of bail to the International Federation of Wizards for the funeral. "

Hearing this, the corners of Link's mouth rose slowly, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Then, your fake surrender slowly turned into a real surrender."

Beckman was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then his expression became sad, and he pulled his hair in pain and said:

"I should have died with the other saints back then, but I was too stupid to believe their words."

Link didn't reply, he just quietly watched Beckman's painful appearance, his heart didn't fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh.

It’s too hard to tell whether what Beckman is telling the truth or not. After all, many of the people who said the water was too cold back then also made some compensation because they couldn’t bear the guilt in their hearts.

It's just as hard to tell if they're good or bad.

However, Link is not interested in distinguishing, he only cares about interests.

After pulling his hair for a long time, Beckman finally calmed down.

He patiently rearranged his hairstyle before continuing:

"Those guys have done a lot of things that are sorry to Lord Grindelwald over the years, and they have also benefited a lot from the German Ministry of Magic and the International Federation of Wizards. Originally, for the sake of being brothers and sisters, I have always Looking forward to them getting back on their feet. But this time I really can't stand it. Link, do you know what they're going to do?"

Seeing the seriousness of what Beckman said, Link also answered with great interest:

"doing what?"

"They were all having a good time, so they were very afraid that Lord Grindelwald would come back to settle accounts with them one day. So they planned to see Lord Grindelwald one last time, talk to Lord Grindelwald, see Let’s see if I can make Lord Grindelwald understand them and make Grindelwald more respectable.”

"I guess if Grindelwald doesn't want to be decent, those people will help him be decent?"

Link said with a sneer.

You must know that Grindelwald is different from ordinary prisoners. They have a certain degree of freedom and refuse to visit everyone.

These traitors went to Grindelwald to talk about dignified things under the pretext of 'visiting' and 'talking', and they were obviously ready to kill.

"Yes, so, I really can't bear it this time." Beckman's expression became hideous, "they have developed so fast these years, I can't punish them with my strength alone, so I Found you, Link.

The Beckman family plus the Foley family is almost enough. As long as you promise me to cooperate, then I will directly hand over the Beckman family to you after the completion of the matter, and we may even try to meddle in the properties of those traitors. Also, if possible, I would like you to meet Lord Grindelwald. "

"I can agree to cooperate. It's not too difficult for me. As for meeting Grindelwald..."

Link waved his hand and said.

It wasn't that he didn't want to see Grindelwald.

Link was actually very curious about the original Dark Lord like Grindelwald.

Not to mention that Grindelwald might still have gold skill points to earn, and he is only one gold skill point away from raising the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse to level 7.

The problem is - Grindelwald doesn't necessarily want to see him.

Looking back, Grindelwald didn't see it, and it would be bad if Beckman turned his face and didn't recognize anyone.

"You don't have to worry, this is just an additional request of mine. Whether you can see Lord Grindelwald or not will not affect your succession to the Beckman family." Beckman shook his head and said, "Of course, we will talk when we meet. A few words are the best. After all, the glory and ideals of our group of people must be inherited after all, and I can't convince you, so I can only place my hopes on Lord Grindelwald."

"In that case, I can agree." Link also breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Then make an unbreakable oath."

"Don't worry about it. I mean to find your mother to be our witness when we go back. Do you think she will come over for this reason?"

"certainly."

"That's good, to be honest, I miss her very much. Let's do this when we go back. But at the moment, we have another more important thing to solve."

As Beckman said that, he waved his wand vigorously, and the dark forest in front of the two was automatically divided into two sides in an instant, revealing a dilapidated and low thatched hut.

Beckman took Link to the thatched hut and said solemnly again:

"There is a dinner party being held in this room by the betrayers, where they will discuss the details of the assassination of Lord Grindelwald and mobilize. As one of the cowards who surrendered back then, I am very Naturally, I also received an invitation. I brought you here tonight, in fact, the main purpose is to let you go in and recognize people, and it will be more convenient when sanctions are imposed on them.

Of course, I have to check with you again before actually going in.

Do you really want to get involved in this mess? "

"Of course!" Link curled his lips and said, "Or what am I doing here with you for a long time?"

Hearing that, a smile appeared on the corner of Beckman's mouth, he nodded, and finally pushed open the rotten wooden door that was so tattered that it seemed like it would fall over when the wind blows.

Different from the dilapidated exterior, the interior of this thatched hut is huge and luxuriously decorated.

Under the bright light of the magic lamp, the tall wine glass mountain and countless delicacies were randomly placed on the long table covered with white cloth.

Around the long table, there are more precious magical portraits, furniture inlaid with gems, and chandeliers.

Link has long been used to this kind of disguised secret room with a traceless stretch spell, so his attention was naturally placed on the people in the banquet hall.

Compared with the huge space of the banquet hall, there are not many people here.

Apart from the two veelas in the center of the banquet hall who were performing programs not suitable for children, there were only eight people here.

Four of them, old and young, were laughing wickedly around the two veelas.

The two apparently twin women gathered in the corner of the banquet hall and whispered to another mother and son.

The arrival of Link and Beckman caught everyone's attention.

For a split second, everyone's eyes were on them, and even the two Veela instinctively stopped their performances, maintaining a difficult posture without moving, waiting for the banquet master to announce that the banquet would continue.

Beckman didn't care about this kind of stare at all. He pressed his wand to his throat and introduced it with a sound transmission spell:

"Including the Beckman family, there were five families that surrendered back then. Did you see the black-haired mother and son in the corner, they belonged to the Schwartz family. The old woman was the one who followed Lord Grindelwald back then. The best son of a person, since she surrendered, she has done more and more in this regard, so her son Schwartz should not know who his father is.

What? You ask me what their names are?

My dear little grandson, you don't even need to know the names of these dying people, it's a complete waste of time. You just need them to belong to the Schwartz family, and the Schwartz family has a lot of beauty businesses.

The twin women who were chatting with their mother and son belonged to the Kugel family, and their father was the most coquettish one who had just yelled at the Veela.

The Kugel family is the least promising of all the families. Old Kugel had no business at all, and all depended on his couple of courtesan daughters who were still pretty to deceive him to support him.

As for the other three, the old man and the young man who looked alike were from the Hartman family, and their family members were all reckless men who used to be used as gunmen. Old Hartman's son was killed by others, and now with him is his grandson, little Hartman.

However, the Hartmann family is the richest in this group. They monopolize many underground businesses in the German wizarding world. For example, the two veelas were brought by them. Great control.

oh! Little Hartman seems to be coming our way. Look at you, Link. "

Beckman folded his arms and laughed after speaking.

He was eager to see how Link would handle this.

At the same time, the long, five-and-three-thick little Hartman, who looked more like a boxer than a wizard, had already rushed to Link.

He first carefully looked at Beckman and Link, and then said to Beckman maliciously:

"Uncle Beckman, is this the heir you speak of? Link Foley? That's the name, right? That fool of the Foley family."

As he spoke, Little Hartman looked at Link again, and puffed out his chest as if deliberately provocative, leaned very close to Link, and looked at Link condescendingly with his height of nearly two meters. Full of sarcasm.

Link ignored him and turned his attention to the others in the banquet hall.

He found that whether it was little Hartman's father or others, they were all just watching what was happening on his side with interest, but they did not try to stop little Hartman, who was obviously bad.

'Try it? ’

Link's brain was running fast. After thinking of Beckman's previous description of Hartman and his son, he was basically sure that this time little Hartman had a high probability of being used as a gun again.

"Hey, Link, why didn't you speak?" Perhaps it was because of Link's delay in responding, the smile on Little Hartman's face became even more sinister, "Well, I forgot that you were a fool again. Although your mother won the Triwizard Tournament this year for you, you are still a fool at heart."

Little Hartman turned his head to look at Beckman, "Uncle Beckman, maybe you should really consider my grandfather's decision to let me inherit your Beckman family. You know why your grandson has become so stupid, it's pure and simple. There is a problem with the bloodline of your Beckman family. If I, the Hartman family, can inherit the bloodline of the Beckman family, maybe it can improve the bloodline problem of the Beckman family, so that such a foolish heir will not appear, right?"

After saying that, Little Hartman laughed proudly.

Not only him, although other people in the banquet hall did not act as exaggerated as little Hartman, but they looked at Link with a sarcastic smile.

In the wild laughter of little Hartman, there was no change in the expression on Link's face, as if he was really stupid.

But his hand suddenly raised, and it turned into a sword finger, and lightly tapped on Little Hartman's chest.

This made little Hartman stunned for a moment.

He looked down at the fingers on his chest, then at Link, who had no expression on his face, and said with a grin:

"No, no, no? You don't expect to be stabbed to death with these two fingers..."

Little Hartman's voice stopped abruptly.

Link's point suddenly shot out a strange dark blue light on the two fingers on the chest of the little Hartman, and the whole body of the little Hartman was thrown out, and it happened to fall into his father, Old Hart. Man's feet.

Not only that, Link also added the cold poison that he had just mastered to the attack just now, so now little Hartman's charred chest still has a blue-gray color that is eroding the surrounding flesh and blood.

"Ah!~"

Little Hartman screamed and rolled and struggled on the ground, while his hands were constantly grabbing at his chest.

It's a pity that this move not only didn't relieve his pain, on the contrary, it also stained his hands with the blue-gray cold poison.

Old Hartman's heart was about to break as he watched from the side. He stood beside him and kept calling Little Hartman's name, but he didn't dare to do it—he could see the horror of that cold poison.

Not only him, but the rest of the people who were still watching Link's jokes could no longer laugh at this moment.

Just as Link expected, they were indeed testing whether Link, Beckman's so-called heir, was enough.

Even the Hartman family is actually not that stupid. If you think about it carefully, you will know. How can someone who can mix so well in the underground circle be an idiot?

Stupidity and recklessness are just the characters they show to outsiders.

They also had a lot of conjectures about Link's reaction to the temptation.

For example, Link may use super-high verbal skills and emotional intelligence to subtly regain face without completely messing up the atmosphere.

Or Link directly throws out his extraordinary family background to shock Little Hartman. They know that Link, who comes from the Foley family, has this ability.

But what they could never have imagined was that Link shot directly and brazenly without letting little Hartman say a word.

And the first shot is this kind of magic that has never been seen before, without a stick and without sound!

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