The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

"You are……"

Walburga Black's eyes swept back and forth between Link and Emily.

These two were the most formal ones she had seen in a while, and their temperament was different from those of those damned mudbloods and country turtles, which made her instinctively put her attitude straight.

Finally, her gaze swept across the glittering Merlin 2nd Order Medal on Link's chest and locked onto an inconspicuous copper button engraved with the Foley family crest.

"Are you from the Foley family?"

Walburga Black said with some surprise, as a pure-blood supremacist, of course she could recognize the coat of arms of the Foley family, which is the same sacred family as the Black family.

Link and Emily looked at each other, bowed their heads slightly and said:

"Good afternoon, dear lady, this is Link Foley, and this is my fiancée."

"Hello! Hello! We are still relatives!" Walburga Black looked very excited, "Merlin! We finally welcomed two real nobles in this house. The mudbloods and thieves brought by my unfilial son are driving me crazy! Your presence really makes this place shine!"

While speaking, Walburga Black glared at Sirius.

This made Sirius' teeth rattle.

He glared at Snape beside him and said:

"You damn snotty must have rang the doorbell on purpose just now!"

"Who knows?" Snape said strangely, "but I think this is a good opportunity to improve the relationship between your mother and son, or you can choose to show us the filial piety of mother and son as you did just now."

Sirius suppressed his anger and said:

"I don't want to have anything to do with this crazy old woman! If it wasn't for the permanent sticky spell she cast on the back of her portrait, I would have put her in the trash!"

"Oh? Really?" Snape said with a half-smile, "If you really think so, I suggest that you cast a powerful Fire Charm directly at the painting, so that even if there is some added protection on it, Magic, this painting is absolutely ruined. And you, too, can be quiet again."

As soon as these words came out, Sirius' expression was obviously stagnant, but his mouth was slightly opened but he couldn't speak for a long time.

This made the smile at the corner of Snape's mouth even more mischievous.

Meanwhile, after chatting happily with Link and Emily for a while, Walburga Black's portrait finally realizes how embarrassed and ugly it looks now.

I saw him holding his face and screaming again:

"Ah! How can I see a guest like this! How rude! Kreacher! Kreacher! Where have you been, you lazy bastard? Come and entertain the Foley family for me, I need to go. Put on your makeup!"

After saying that, Walburga Black smiled apologetically at Link and Emily, and then disappeared into his frame without knowing where he went.

Sirius's eyes lit up, and taking this opportunity, he directly covered the frame with a thick drapery - this would allow Walburga Black to go back to sleep even if he came back.

And Sirius just breathed a sigh of relief after finishing all this, when a small figure quickly scurried down the stairs.

"Kreacher seems to have heard the voice of the mistress."

A house elf spoke in a panic.

He looks old and noticeably lacking in maintenance.

Compared to the same old old Kled, the skin of this house elf was covered with wrinkles of old age, and there were two tufts of white hairs growing out of the ears as huge as bats, which looked very disgusting.

At this moment, he was waiting for a pair of large gray eyes that were still watery after the congestion to look at everyone in the hall, and occasionally sniffed twice with the pig-like nose.

"You heard Kreacher wrong, no one needs you here, go back to your room!"

Sirius spoke impatiently, but Kreacher turned around slowly when he heard the words, and muttered as he walked:

"The nasty prodigal, leading his friends to ruin my mistress's house. Oh! My poor mistress, if she knew, if she knew what kind of scum they put into her house, she would What did Kreacher say? Oh, what a shame, mudbloods, werewolves, liars and thieves. Uh, no…”

Kreacher stopped abruptly when he was halfway through.

He stared straight at Link and Emily, and said in surprise:

"These are two real nobles! The hostess told Kreacher to come down to entertain them. Kreacher is here..."

"I said it! No one needs you here!"

Before Kreacher could finish speaking, Sirius roared and kicked him away.

Seeing Kreacher get up and run away sullenly, Sirius explained to Link and Emily with strange eyes in embarrassment:

"That's my mother's house-elf, and because he's been stuck here for so long, he's crazy like my mother's portrait, don't care."

Emily nodded, indicating that she knew.

As for Link, he ignored Sirius at all and kept his eyes on the stairs.

The action of Sirius kicking Fei Kreacher just now was like a signal, and now the rapid dong dong dong sound resounded from upstairs.

After a while, the heads of George and Fred came out. They were surprised when they saw the gorgeous dresses of Link and Emily. You joked with each word:

"Wow! Are you here for the banquet?"

"It's a pity that we only have mice and foxes here. Ah! Of course, there are also neat rows of house-elf heads, which are said to be the favorite of you old nobles."

Fred said while pointing to the wall below the stairs.

There were many shriveled house-elf heads hanging neatly on it.

Link's and Emily's eyes turned to Sirius. This is his house, and this must be his family's handwriting.

"Don't look at me like that, it's my aunt's masterpiece," explained Sirius with her hands spread out. I think it's an honor."

"Oh! What a glorious ceremony! Maybe we can try it out when we're dead. What do you think, George?"

"Sure, Fred, that's cool! It's like a footbath warrior in a Muggle movie! Chop off the head, marinate it with spices, and put it on the altar!"

George and Fred continued to complain, but before they could say a word, Mrs. Weasley, who was a little bloated, appeared behind them and gave them a head.

"Don't be lazy, you two stupid kids! The Boggart in the attic hasn't been disposed of yet!"

Mrs. Weasley said angrily, she was also carrying a burlap bag in her hand, which seemed to contain some kind of living creature, and was constantly struggling.

"Come on, Mom, we're here to welcome guests!"

George and Fred naturally threw out Link's defense and said, "Yeah, that's right. Look, Link and Emily are here. These are our big stars at Hogwarts! Foley Family heir, super rich!

We're courting him so that he can lift our father out of that poor clerk's place in the future when he thinks about it. Look how much we paid for this home! "

"shut up!"

Mrs. Weasley tapped George and Fred on the head again to stop their nonsense, and then put on a smile and said to Link and Emily, "Welcome to your guests, Harry and Ron. They've been talking about you for a long time, and it just so happens that I just made some custards in the kitchen, maybe you can sit and eat and talk. Oh! Here they are..."

Just as Mrs. Weasley finished speaking, there was another hurried footstep on the stairs.

After a while, the Harry trio appeared in the hallway panting.

"Link! We..."

The trio were all stunned as soon as they opened their mouths.

Among them, Ron was dragged by his mother.

Hermione saw Emily, who was standing beside Link, who had worn the Foley family crest.

As for Harry, he was simply brought here by the gorgeous dress on Link's body.

To be honest, the dress that Mrs. Foley specially prepared for Link on Link is actually very fit and elegant.

It belongs to the gorgeous but low-key type, which can set off Link's figure and temperament very well.

But the key is that Link's dress is so perfect.

Perfect enough to remind Harry of Malfoy.

Malfoy is always dressed like this.

This made Harry, who hated Malfoy, feel a little bit uncomfortable and annoyed with Link now.

It's just that this boredom only appeared in Harry's mind for a moment and then was thrown away, because he found out that Link and Malfoy were actually different in nature.

The difference is not that the clothes and styles he wears are more precious and rare, but that Link exudes a high-level, calm, and elegant temperament in every gesture. Link is a truly noble person!

In comparison, Malfoy, who bragged about his father all day and only looked at people with his nostrils, was like a country rich nouveau riche.

"Harry! You look pretty good!" Link said with a smile, "I really should show you the heart that Dumbledore sent me. In the letter he described you like It's like I'm about to die, it scared me!"

Listening to Link's good-natured ridicule, the three of Harry's minds all had the scene of Dumbledore racking his brains to exaggerate the facts when he wrote the letter, and they couldn't help laughing.

Immediately, the awkward atmosphere at the scene eased a lot.

"You should really listen to me about the bad things that happened to me recently. I'm sure you won't think Dumbledore is exaggerating the truth after listening, because I feel like I'm really dying."

Harry shook his head and smiled.

He couldn't wait to pour out his negative emotions.

But when Link heard the words, he nodded and said:

"I already know the general situation, but don't worry, I came back from Germany this time to help you."

"Germany? You went to Germany?"

Hermione frowned.

As a young wizard from a Muggle family, Hermione's education made her not have much affection for a world like Germany that started World War II.

"Yeah," Link nodded and explained, "My grandfather, whom I haven't contacted for a long time, suddenly invited me to be a guest at his place. Originally, I planned to stay there until the start of school. But since something happened to you, of course I have to come back first. ."

"Link..."

Hearing that, Harry's eyes were instantly covered with a layer of water mist, and he was a little moved.

Seeing this, the smile at the corner of Link's mouth became even brighter. This was the result he wanted.

Then, at the urging of Mrs. Weasley, the chat venue for everyone changed from the foyer to the inner parlor.

Of course, although it is called the meeting room, naturally there will not be any good rooms in this completely dilapidated old house. The so-called meeting room is just a relatively large and dilapidated conference room in Link's view.

Fortunately, Link and Emily are not the kind of people who care too much about the surrounding environment. Although the conditions are relatively poor, they still chat happily with everyone.

During this period, Mrs. Weasley really brought snacks for Link and others.

Looking at the pile of cakes and gingerbread, which looked very ordinary and homely, but fragrant, the Harry trio suddenly opened their forefingers.

On the other hand, Link and Emily didn't have much desire to do it.

It wasn't that they looked down on Mrs. Weasley's craftsmanship, but that they had just had a luncheon with Mrs. Foley for a few hours, and they really had no appetite.

And just as Link and Emily watched Harry and the others feasting, Kreacher, who had been missing since the beginning, suddenly appeared in the living room.

"Kreacher prepared refreshments for the distinguished guests, not for the prodigal son and his friends."

As Kreacher spoke, he placed two trays with exquisite sponge cakes and black tea in front of Link and Emily.

"Merlin! What an exquisite refreshment! Mom, I told you a long time ago that your baked goods never made it to the table, and you see Link they didn't even move! Kreacher made it. These are what the nobles should eat!"

Seeing this, George and Fred exclaimed, "Link, Emily, you should really try Kreacher's craftsmanship! To tell you the truth, this is the first time we've seen Kreacher take the initiative to help people prepare food. His craftsmanship is the best in the whole country!"

The expressions of the people in the living room were unnatural, and Link even rolled his eyes at brothers George and Fred.

Link, who knew the plot, knew that George and Fred were cheating on him.

The old guy Kreacher held considerable hostility to Sirius and the others. Even if Sirius asked him to work, he always perfunctory things. The food he handed over this time, Something must have been wrong with George and Fred.

So the reason why these two guys said this is that they want Link and Emily to eat those refreshments and make a fool of themselves, and by the way, they can also make Link offend Mrs. Weasley.

Link didn't know why the two brothers were suddenly so angry with him, but he was no soft persimmon that was easy to pinch.