The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

Link is a man who respects the strong

Whether it's Dumbledore or Voldemort, or the weaker Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick, they actually have a relatively high evaluation in Link's heart.

The old cowboy Lange also met Link's standard for the strong.

It was only when Lange, like others, said that he would give the head of Grindelwald to the International Federation of Wizards to honor the flag on Remembrance Day, and laughed wildly, Link's opinion of him changed sharply.

People can't, at least they shouldn't be so shameless.

Lange is essentially no different from people like Hartmann, who are pure scumbags.

After coming to this conclusion, Link instantly felt that this magnificent banquet hall became a little smelly.

The matter that was supposed to be discussed had already ended, and Link didn't bother to talk nonsense with these people anymore, so he got up and walked out without saying hello.

This behavior tickled the nerves of everyone present.

Sister Kugel stopped Link in front of him again and smiled reluctantly:

"Link, don't rush. The meeting is over, but we still have a grand banquet to be held later."

"Yeah, Link, we just reached an agreement, and it's time to get closer and closer. Don't worry, we'll treat you well."

As he was talking, one of the guys, who didn't know if it was his elder sister or younger sister, even scratched at Link's right hand.

Link frowned, and after taking a few steps back, a cloud of clean water condensed out of the air, wrapping his right hand and starting to spin and clean at a high speed.

He disliked physical contact with the sisters, not because of their status as courtesans, but because of the despicable words they had just made at the meeting.

"I'm not interested in things like banquets. If I have nothing to do, I'll go first. Also, I wish you a good time."

Link spoke with a blank face, and after that, he stepped on the road that Arkham had already opened up for him and walked out the door, leaving only the two Kugel sisters with frozen smiles on their faces.

Beckman, who followed him, spread his hands to the Kugel sisters with an overjoyed look - he was very satisfied with Link's performance today.

"Please wait, Mr. Foley." The black-haired little Schwartz caught up with Link again, "The previous thing about little Hartman was just a misunderstanding, please believe that we have no ill will towards you. .In addition, the reason why I want to invite you to the following banquet is because a friend of yours may be coming soon."

"Huh? Who is it?"

Link paused and turned his head to look at Schwartz expressionlessly.

The latter also stood up straight, ignoring the fact that he had crawled to his feet, and was spitting snake letters at his thighs, as if he would bite Arkham in the next moment, with a warm smile on his face. :

"Victor Krum, Seeker for the Bulgarian National Quidditch team, is also a warrior at Demstrong School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on the Triwizard Tournament.

This person, I believe you should not be unfamiliar, right? "

Link raised his brows and said:

"It's him, it's kind of interesting."

...

Half an hour later, the original solemn atmosphere of the banquet hall has completely changed.

With the disappearance of the conference table, countless fine wines and delicacies once again occupied everyone's attention, and even the two Veela who were in charge of taking care of little Hartman returned to the banquet hall with the sound of loud music and continued. They are not suitable for children's programs.

In the corner of the ballroom, a luxurious fireplace of solid gold has been added.

In the continuous sound of firecrackers, men and women in gorgeous dresses came out from the fireplace and threw themselves into the carnival.

Beckman appears to be at ease.

He flexibly shuttled among the guests, greeting him skillfully, and sometimes even commenting on the performance of the two veelas with a few old men with white hair and beard, and then a group of people would laugh vulgarly stand up.

Link is not so gregarious compared to him.

Although Sister Kugel and mother and son Schwartz brought a lot of people to meet him, he was still half-dead, sitting directly across from the solid gold fireplace and ignoring anyone.

He had no interest in meeting any German wizarding nobles.

Besides, Link has conducted in-depth investigations into the wizarding nobles throughout Germany.

As long as it is a big noble with a name and a surname, he has known it.

And none of these people showed up at today's banquet, they were all worthless little fish and shrimp.

"Boom!~"

As a smoke screen rose again from the fireplace, Krum and an incomparably thin old man appeared in the banquet hall.

Seeing this, Link sat upright - the righteous master he was waiting for finally came.

On the opposite side, Krum apparently also discovered Link at the first time.

This made Krum's expression a little awkward.

"Aha! Our VIP is finally here!" Little Schwartz was clearly watching this side, and hurriedly greeted him, "Welcome! Professor Doug! Of course, there is also our strongest Seeker. Mr. Krum!"

Link was certain that the old man called Doug was definitely the oldest living person he had ever seen in his life.

This guy is so old that all the hair on his head is falling out and covered with age spots.

His body is also very rickety, and he not only relies on crutches, but also needs Krum's support when walking.

Hearing the voice of little Schwartz, he blinked his already cloudy eyes twice, and said in a weak voice:

"Mr. Schwartz, it's an honor for you to come and greet us in person, thank you!"

"You're welcome, Professor Doug. Come, let me introduce you, this is the famous Triwizard Tournament champion, Mr. Link Foley. I believe..."

Little Schwartz pulled the two to Link as he spoke.

This made Krum even more embarrassed. From the very beginning, he had been trying to hide behind that Professor Doug so that Link would not see it, but it was a pity that his strong bear-like physique was far from being covered by an old man.

Fortunately, Professor Doug seemed to see his embarrassment. He just looked at Link and dragged little Schwartz away, leaving enough space for Link and Krum.

Link believed that this Professor Doug was definitely well-intentioned. He probably thought that the two little guys might not be able to talk with their elders present.

But the result was not what he expected.

Judging from Krum's expression at Arkham, he must be looking forward to Arkham coming up and biting him to death now.

At least that way he wouldn't have to endure this intense humiliation.

"Cough cough!"

After clearing his throat, Link was the first to speak, "Krum, I'm really curious about why you would attend this kind of banquet. Do you know who the hosts of this banquet are?"

Link's question is not random.

According to his long-term contact with Krum.

Durmstrang has been the key ideological education unit of the International Federation of Wizards after producing such a shocking product as Grindelwald.

Not only is it not as evil as the outside world, but the students inside have relatively positive views.

At least, more upright than some at Hogwarts.

Krum is one of them.

Almost all of his grandfather's relatives were killed by Grindelwald, plus Durmstrang's years of education, his impression of Grindelwald can be described as this endless hatred.

How could such a person come to a banquet hosted by a group of former Grindelwald saints?

This is what surprised Link the most.

Hearing that, Krum's eyes suddenly darkened. He lowered his head, clenched and loosened his fists, and finally said struggling:

"Of course I know, and I also know that my presence here will make you look down on me, but I have a reason not to come."

"I didn't look down on you."

"I think you're... well, sorry, I admit you're not that kind of person. But I just feel ashamed, especially when I bump into you."

"So, what's the reason? You know what? I actually wanted to leave for a long time. It was because I got bad news that I stayed here to check on the situation."

Hearing what Link said, Krum's face finally looked better.

He organized the language and said:

"Do you remember when I told you earlier that Durmstrang's new principal hasn't been picked yet?"

Link nodded.

It was a conversation he and Krum said the last time they parted at Hogwarts.

He didn't feel anything at the time.

Now that he mentioned it again, he felt something was wrong.

You must know that a normal magic school will not be unable to select an acting headmaster like Durmstrang.

"The reason why it is so difficult to choose the principal of our school is actually because of that bastard Karkaroff!" Krum said fiercely, "The reason why the International Federation of Wizards originally chose Karkaroff as Durmstrang's Headmaster, because he is a traitor who betrayed a large number of Death Eaters, everyone thinks that he can only work for the International Federation of Wizards in the future, and it is absolutely impossible to devote himself to the Dark Lord.

As a result, he betrayed the International Federation of Wizards again, and also framed the Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry by calling the Death Eaters disguised as Durmstrang students!

Although he is dead. But his actions still annoyed the International Confederation of Wizards and terrified the other Durmstrang professors.

They feel that Durmstrang's next headmaster may be further restrained and monitored by the International Federation of Wizards, and maybe their family members will be held hostage for threats, so they are all unwilling to be Durmstrang's headmaster. . "

Krum looked extremely frustrated. He pointed to Professor Doug, who was chatting with the Despicable Alliance not far away, and said:

"Like you love Hogwarts, Durmstrang has a special meaning to us. As a last resort, we have to find Professor Doug. The 152-year-old professor was once a One of the best potions masters in Europe, and Durmstrang's potions professor, although he has long since retired.

But after receiving our request, he still dragged his weak body and resolutely came back to take over the hot position of Durmstrang's principal. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to do the pre-admission notification work for new students during this summer vacation. "

"Then you have new problems, right?" Link said, "Otherwise you wouldn't be here."

Krum forced a smile on the corner of his mouth and said:

"You guessed right, Durmstrang should have calmed down after the headmaster was elected, but it's a pity that the attack from the International Federation of Wizards came too quickly.

And unlike what was expected, the International Federation of Wizards did not impose any restrictions on Principal Doug himself, and their attack methods were simpler and more vicious.

That is to directly order Durmstrang's school directors to stop funding Durmstrang, and successfully cut off most of Durmstrang's economic sources.

If it's just that, it's fine.

After all, Durmstrang needs tuition to enroll. Especially those foreign wizarding nobles who are obsessed with Durmstrang's absolute pure-blood name. If they want to send their children to Durmstrang, they need to pay a lot of tuition fees.

With that money, plus Durmstrang's conditions have always been tough, we've been able to hold out for a while.

It's a pity that Beauxbatons' Maxim is here again. "

Hearing that, Link's expression has begun to look a little weird.

He felt that Krum was getting more and more mysterious.

How could even someone like Maxim who can't hit eight poles was pulled out?

At this time, Krum had entered a state of almost forgetting himself, and he continued with a grim expression:

"She paid a large sum of Galleons, and with permission, brought Fleur and some other Beauxbatons students to our Durmstrang to experience the summer camp.

But in fact, the so-called summer camp is just an excuse for her.

She was actually very unhappy with Beauxbatons' defeat to Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament.

So after learning about Durmstrang's current situation, she decided to come and want to form an educational alliance with Durmstrang, and she claimed that as long as the alliance went well, she would represent Principal Beauxbatons to Durmst. Trump injected a lot of money to improve the salaries of professors, the living standards of students and the quality of the school's teaching hardware.

Of course, this alliance is dominated by Beauxbatons. To put it more simply, once the alliance is agreed, Durmstrang will become an existence similar to the University of Beauxbatons. All the high-end teachers and resources originally belonging to Durmstrang will be transferred to Beauxbatons.

This kind of alliance request was impossible for us to accept before.

But now the professors are in a state of fear, and some want to change jobs. At the same time, Principal Doug's time in office was too short, and he didn't have the prestige to overwhelm everyone!

In order to preserve Durmstrang School of Magic, Principal Doug could only make a promise to the professors and students to improve the treatment and hardware level just like Maxim.

Of course, Professor Doug himself has no money, although he is a famous potion master, but in recent years, his eyesight is dim and he can no longer make potions. "

Speaking of which, Krum suddenly got up and raised his arms, and turned his body in a showy circle, "So, you saw this scene!

A well-respected old professor and a little famous kid who was brought in as a bonus appeared here!

Beggars bowing their knees to a bunch of scumbags!

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