The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

Little Hartman's screams continued and tended to intensify.

Seeing this, Old Hartman finally couldn't bear it any longer, and he began to step forward to try to solve the blue-gray frost that was constantly eroding little Hartman's flesh.

However, no matter what kind of potion or magic he used, it couldn't achieve any great effect at all. At best, it could only slow down the spread of those blue-gray frosts.

This is the viciousness of cold poison.

This brand-new magic created by Link's combination of water control ability and curse power perfectly inherits the characteristics of curse-like black magic, that is, the damage caused cannot be cured by any other method except for a specific anti-curse.

This is also the reason why Link chose to attack Little Hartman with cold poison.

He just wanted to use Hartman Jr.'s tragic situation to show his strength, and to warn everyone on the scene, let them know what kind of tragic end they will get if they offend him.

As for poor little Hartman, Link naturally wouldn't kill him.

But it is necessary to suffer some hardships and lie in bed for a year and a half.

Beckman's gaze towards Link has also changed.

Hartman and his party wanted to test Link, why didn't he want to use this opportunity to test Link's ability?

After all, Link will inherit the identity of the entire Beckman family and even a saint in the future.

Fortunately, Link's performance is not as sunny and pure as Leoni and the others say, and he is a handsome boy.

On the contrary, Link seemed to him more like a cold and vicious ruthless hero.

And this was the heir he wanted.

Thinking of this, the smile on Beckman's face grew brighter.

At the same time, the old man standing on the edge of the Veela stage who hadn't moved from head to toe suddenly moved.

The old man was wearing an old black leather jacket, a pair of stained and tattered jeans, and a dark brown cowboy hat over his gray messy hair.

His attire was so out of tune with this splendid banquet hall.

What is strange is that when he walked slowly towards the little Hartman, the old Hartman gave way very neatly, and his eyes burst into hopeful eyes.

"What a vicious kid."

A hoarse voice with a hint of admiration came from the old man's mouth.

As he spoke, he used his wand to fiddle with the completely eroded carrion on little Hartman's chest.

This undoubtedly aggravated little Hartman's pain, and made the screams in the banquet hall rise to a new level.

But this old cowboy doesn't care.

He continued to fiddle with Little Hartman's wound, and after a long time he recited:

"All curses will be destroyed, all dharmas will end!"

Fluorescent silver-white light strips emerged from the tip of the old cowboy's cane, and wrapped around Little Hartman's wound very gently.

Under the action of these light bands, the blue-gray cold poison finally stopped spreading, and gradually turned into a trace of the power of the curse and began to dissipate.

Little Hartman's miserable howl gradually slowed down and turned into a soothing moan.

Apparently the old cowboy's actions eased Hartman Jr.'s pain.

Unfortunately this is only temporary.

Because when the cold poison on the periphery was completely dissipated, those light bands that were moving softly turned into sharp blades, and began to frantically cut and cut flesh on Little Hartman's wound.

This drove little Hartman completely crazy.

But the old cowboy had no intention of stopping, and he continued to control the light-belt blade until all the rotten flesh on Little Hartman's body was cut off.

At this time, little Hartman has completely turned into a blood man.

The deepest part of the wound on his chest even exposed the bones.

Link narrowed his eyes and stared at the old cowboy.

What the opponent used was a method of forcibly dispelling the cold poison by using pure and powerful magic power.

This requires the caster to have a very high level of magic attainment and magic power, and it will cause great damage to the person who is hit by the spell.

"That's old Lange, a childless loner." Beckman's voice rang in Link's ear at the right time, "He's the strongest among us, and the one from Hartman's group. Great backer. If I hadn't been concerned about him, I would have killed all the traitors Hartman and the others a few years ago."

Link nodded calmly, and looked at Old Lange with more vigilance.

According to his observation, the fighting ability of this old cowboy should be higher than that of an elite professor like Snape, and he is not the opponent of the opponent in a one-on-one duel.

Of course, it is basically impossible for the other party to kill him.

At this moment, the old Lange wiped his wand with silk and said helplessly:

"Beckman, you must be talking bad about me again?"

"Ah, yeah, I have to let this kid know how shameless and despicable you are, so they don't get too close to you. Otherwise, he'll get the stench on you."

Beckman replied with a sneer.

At this time, the old Hartman had already instructed the two veelas to quickly help the little Hartman to treat the wound and carried it down for further treatment.

Hearing Beckman's words, he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, pulled out his wand and roared:

"Old Beckman! You deceive people too much, little Hartman is my only grandson! Arvada..."

A flash of red!

The green wand in Old Hartman's hand was slammed away by Old Lange.

Old Hartmann himself was pushed out by old Lange.

Old Hartman, who fell to the ground, looked angry, and when he got up, he was about to roar at Old Lange.

However, before he could say anything, the anger on his face turned into horror.

Because where he was standing, there was a long ravine, and the incision was as smooth and flat as tofu cut by a sharp blade.

"Pity."

Link said with a sigh.

There was still a faint magical aura on the tip of his staff.

If it wasn't for the troubled old Lange just now, the old Hartmann should have ended up with his grandson.

Old Hartman, who had escaped for a while, was speechless in horror and could only point out a trembling finger at Link.

The old Lange nodded in admiration and said:

"Nice boy. Beckman, the heir you found is really excellent, it's really enviable.

But he doesn't seem to be very polite, and he dares to shoot in front of me! "

As soon as the words fell, Old Lange's eyes became sharp, and a scarlet light burst out from the tip of the staff.

Seeing this, Link and Beckman did not show weakness, and raised their wands together.

The banquet hall was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"Oh, everyone is allies, there's really no need to be so arrogant, it's too ugly."

A nice voice suddenly rang.

Immediately, Link saw the two twin sisters, who had been watching the play in the corner, walking towards him with a smile full of smiles.

At the same time, the black-haired mother and daughter also walked towards the old Lange and the old Hartman.

"What a handsome boy, if I had been so many years in the morning, I would definitely want to marry you desperately."

"Oh, it's not too late to marry now. Anyway, I think I'm fine."

"Okay, okay, don't say such humiliating things. Little Link, don't be angry, the sisters just like you too much. Don't be as knowledgeable as those old men, they are already confused."

"That's right, even that kid with little Hartman was taught badly by the old men. It's a shame to argue with them."

...

The twin sisters kept persuading Link, but turned a blind eye to Beckman next to him.

To tell the truth, it is indeed very beautiful to see the flowers of the sisters up close.

The most important thing is that the beauty industry in the wizarding world is far from comparable to the Muggle world. With the blessing of various beauty potions, these two women, who are supposed to be at least 30, still maintain a 178 The appearance of the heyday of the age.

Coupled with the pure and lustful temperament emanating from their every move, Link swears that almost any normal man will instinctively feel good when confronted with them.

Link is the same.

And he didn't plan to tear up with Lange and Hartman tonight, so after being obsessed with the Kugel sisters for a while, he naturally put away his wand.

Obviously, Lange, the old cowboy, didn't mean to die with Link.

Shortly after Link took back his wand, he did the same, and even smiled and nodded to Link.

This scene made the Kugel sisters even more excited.

They approached Link from left to right, rubbing against Link as if they were nothing, and seemed to have the idea of ​​directly holding Link's arm.

Beckman turned a blind eye to this, and even wanted to laugh a little.

He could see that the Kugel sisters were not lying, they really liked Link.

After all, as the top courtesans, their usual process of interacting with strange wizards is not the current type of throw-in.

That being the case, he was eager to see how Link would deal with this sincere ingratitude.

This is also part of the observation.

Under Beckman's rather wicked gaze, the corners of Link's mouth slowly rose.

When the Kugel sisters saw this, they planned to go further.

However, just when they were about to actually hold Link's arm, a hideous snake head suddenly protruded from Link's neckline and roared with a bloody mouth:

"Scare sizzle!~" (surprise! Surprise!)

"Ah!"*2

The Kugel sisters were so frightened by the sudden change that they backed away, and one of them stumbled on his left foot and fell to the ground with his right.

Arkham was overjoyed watching this scene, and froze there, hissing and laughing non-stop.

The smile on Link's mouth grew even brighter.

He touched Arkham's head and said in the same old snake's tongue:

"Sessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

"Scare!" (Received!)

After answering, Arkham climbed to the ground along Link's arm, and his body became larger and larger in the process, until when he landed, he had completely transformed into a line no less than Voldemort's Nagini. The huge poisonous python, entrenched by Link's side, constantly scanned the crowd in the banquet hall with golden eyes.

The person who was swept by his gaze unconsciously felt a tingling sensation in their minds, and the old snake tongue like a devil whispering made everyone instinctively fear, and the expressions of Sister Kugel were even more terrified. .

"Didn't you say you want to talk about business? Let's talk about it."

Link said with a smile and spread out his hands.

But following his actions, everyone in the banquet hall stepped back.

The only one who didn't move was the old Lange.

He looked calmly at Arkham who was grinning at him in a threatening manner, and said calmly:

"Okay, everyone is here anyway, so let's officially start the discussion about our visit to Lord Grindelwald."

As soon as Old Lange finished speaking, the long table filled with wine and cooking suddenly disappeared, and a brand-new pure wood conference table slowly rose from the ground.

Link and old Lange were the first to take their seats, occupying the two main seats facing each other at the conference table, and then the rest of them gradually took their seats under Arkham's gaze.

The meeting officially begins!

Actually there is nothing to talk about.

The things that should be discussed, the people of the four parties who are close to each other have already settled with each other.

The reason why this meeting is still held is actually to test the meaning of Beckman's side.

After all, Beckman is a staunch old school.

There have been numerous conflicts with them in the past over the Grindelwald affair.

It is unlikely that you will be willing to join forces with them.

But from their point of view, since Beckman is willing to bring Link, the heir, to the appointment this time, the hidden meaning should be consent.

This is good news for all.

As a result, this so-called discussion meeting has become something similar to a briefing session.

And the people they need to inform are Link and Beckman.

Link also learned more secrets from their mouths.

One of the most shocking points is that the assassination of Grindelwald was controlled by the International Martial Arts Federation from beginning to end.

Even though Grindelwald's physical and magical levels have declined to an extremely low level during his long-term imprisonment, and he has no wand, he is no longer the invincible Dark Lord.

But they were still extremely jealous of Grindelwald, eager to kill them and then hurry up.

But at the same time, because of Dumbledore's existence, they couldn't shoot Grindelwald personally.

Therefore, they used interests and policy loosening as bait, implying that the four families including Lange and Hartman presented Grindelwald's most valuable vote.

As for the specific implementation steps of the assassination operation, that is too simple.

All they had to do was go to visit Grindelwald together on the anniversary of Grindelwald's defeat, shout in prison first, and then storm up after Grindelwald refused to meet.

Among them, Lange, as the strongest individual among the five forces, will serve as the main assaulter.

As for the four families who have money to contribute money, they will contribute strongly, and those who have no money and no money will make out and shout.

In short, they must take the head of Grindelwald on the anniversary day and give it to the International Federation of Wizards as a gift. High-speed text hand beat the strongest badger at Hogwarts chapter list