The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

In fact, Link still had many doubts that he wanted to ask Snape to answer.

If possible, Link even wanted to dig Snape out of the coffin and question him properly.

Link felt he was fully qualified to do so.

After all, he had fulfilled Snape's last wish, pardoned all of Harry's sins, and allowed him to stay in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds to receive the best treatment.

Even the cemetery where Snape was buried was carefully selected by Link, and he thought it was the most suitable place for Snape.

This is where Snape and Lily met.

Here Snape experienced some of the happiest moments of his life with Lily.

Therefore, sleeping here after death should be what Snape yearns for the most.

After doing so much, Link felt that it was very necessary for Snape to answer the doubts in his heart.

For example, why was Snape so stubborn, why was he unwilling to live his life as he had set?

For another example, how did Snape learn the ancient blood magic, and how did he manage to cast it on Harry, a person who had no blood relationship with him?

Is it because Snape modified his bloodline?

Or other reasons?

Link wanted to ask too many questions.

Although in fact, he himself knows that the questions he wants to ask are actually meaningless.

Link, he just wanted to talk to his Professor Snape again.

But standing here, he couldn't say a word.

His brain imprisoned his body, so that he didn't want to move or think about anything.

Only in this way can Link's consciousness be protected from the erosion of sadness.

Unknowingly, Dumbledore's long speech has come to an end.

After another moment of silence, Dumbledore let go of his clasped hands and said:

"Link, it's time to seal the tomb."

Link's reaction was a little slow, and he nodded stiffly after a while.

He flicked his wand again, and the jet-black marble in the cemetery grew out by itself, wrapping Snape's coffin in it, and forming a huge jet-black marble countertop facing Link and the others.

Different from normal tombs, the surface of the marble that should have been carved with words is extremely smooth, without any words or patterns.

Because there is absolutely no need to do that.

The big willow tree is his tombstone.

The mottled shadow of the big willow tree reflected on the dark marble surface is his best epitaph.

Link continued to stare at the willow tree for a while, then turned around with great perseverance and walked towards the carriage.

But it was such a simple action that completely collapsed the defense line built by Link's inner instinct.

It was as if a balloon had exploded in his chest, and intense grief instantly spread throughout his body.

Link only felt a severe pain in his chest, and a soreness welled up in his nasal cavity and eye sockets.

This sudden outburst made Link subconsciously cover his heart, and even staggered his steps.

Emily, who had been following him, subconsciously wanted to help him, but Link waved his hand and refused.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

A strong sense of dizziness came.

Occlumency has been reactivated.

Under the effect of that cold magic power, the discomfort in all parts of the body finally began to subside.

It wasn't until this time that Link finally realized how Snape felt.

I also understood why Professor Snape practiced Occlumency to such a high level.

That was not for being a double agent, but simply to resist sadness, the most terrifying emotion in the world.

I'm afraid Snape would have killed himself long ago without Occlumency, right?

Thinking of this, Link stood up straight again.

His expression has returned to indifference, but his heart still feels dull.

Because there was a huge wound there that even Occlumency couldn't completely close.

"Let's go."

A hoarse voice came from Link's mouth.

Before everyone could react, a huge crack in space had swallowed them all.

Everyone felt their feet shaking for a while, and when they stood still again, they were already in a huge teleportation hall.

This is the last time the Department of Magical Communications specially built a teleportation hall in the Ministry of Magic in order to allow Link and others to go to the International Federation of Wizards with enough style.

But different from the previous grandeur and solemnity, now there are precious materials piled up everywhere.

Many recruited alchemists are busy working under the watchful eyes of strikers and Aurors.

With their efforts, those materials were continuously stuffed into the ground, forming a brand new teleportation array as the core.

Link walked out first, and Emily, Mrs. Foley, John Newland and the others quickly followed, leaving only Dumbledore and everyone in Hogwarts standing still, staring blankly at the sight in front of them. A teleportation hall like a large construction site.

Combined with the previous news of Link's public declaration of war, the use of the expanded teleportation array here is ready to be seen.

And this also made Hermione and Dumbledore turn pale.

"Link!"

Dumbledore subconsciously shouted.

Link, who was not far away, stopped when he heard the words, and turned his head to look over.

But just such a glance made all the words Dumbledore wanted to say stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Because he could clearly see that in Link's indifferent and deep eyes, there was a burning flame hidden.

The name of that flame is hatred!

Only blood can wipe it out!

Dumbledore suddenly felt a little dry in his mouth.

His lips moved for a long time before he said with difficulty:

"good luck!"

The expression on Link's face remained indifferent.

He nodded slowly, and then quickly left the teleportation hall with Emily and the others under the respectful gaze of the strikers and Aurors.

It wasn't until their backs completely disappeared that Hermione's pale face showed some color.

She stretched out her trembling hands and tugged at Dumbledore's robe, and said cautiously:

"Professor Dumbledore, is it completely irreparable?"

Before Dumbledore could answer, Ron on the side roared:

Gu Hao

"What else do you want to save? Hermione, haven't you seen the tragedy of Lani and Joseph, the coffins in Hogwarts, and Harry lying on the hospital bed?" ? At this point, you are still thinking about redemption?"

Hearing Ron say this, Hermione's eyes turned red instantly.

She subconsciously wanted to reply, but found that she was not qualified to speak at all.

Because, Ron was right.

"I don't care what you guys think, anyway, I'm going to drop out of school to join the army. Although I can't be an Auror, I can only be a striker, but as long as I can beat Frenchies!"

Ron yelled angrily, and turned his head to look at Neville, "Neville, what about you? What do you think?"

Neville looked around awkwardly.

Ron's voice was very loud, and many hitters around also heard Ron's slightly offensive words just now, and all cast unhappy glances.

But in the end, Neville nodded firmly.

Seeing this, Ron was overjoyed, and continued talking about his plan excitedly, regardless of Hermione's face getting paler and paler.

Seeing all this, Dumbledore sighed.

Things, of course, have been irreversible.

That was an unforgettable blood feud!

Even if Link wants to stop now, the tens of thousands of wizards like Ron behind him will push him forward until the French magic world is blasted into scorched earth!

With a wave of his hand, Dumbledore stopped Ron and Neville from continuing their discussion, waved the Elder Wand and brought them back to Hogwarts again.

On the other side, Link and the others had already taken the elevator to the minister's office on the first basement floor.

Percy and old Batty had already been waiting outside the magic elevator.

Seeing Link appear, the eyes of both of them lit up.

Knowing that these people have serious business to discuss with Link, Mrs. Foley said:

"Link, we'll be waiting for you in the lounge next door."

"Mother and Emily, you go back to Foley Castle first." Link said, "I'll go back to accompany you after the work is done."

"It's you who needs to be with you now, Link, think about it, you still have us."

Mrs. Foley's tone was tough and resolute for a long time.

She stepped forward and hugged Link with Emily, and then went to the side room on her own.

Before leaving, he gave old Batty and Percy a look to warn them not to say any more irritating words to affect Link.

Link's indifferent expression was slightly moved, and he took a deep breath to suppress the emotions in his heart, pushed them away and entered his office.

Everyone also filed in one after another.

When Sceffen carefully closed the door and turned his head, he realized that the peaceful atmosphere in the previous few people had completely disappeared.

Without Mrs. Foley and Emily by his side, Link's expression still hasn't changed much, but the magic power of the curse characteristic in large groups is continuously overflowing from his body surface.

These magic powers seemed to be affected by the strong negative emotions in Link's heart, and he seemed extra excited.

With Link as the center, it continued to spread to all parts of the room, and finally it seemed to form a terrifying invisible giant beast, staring at a pair of lantern-sized golden pupils in the dark, salivating at everyone in the office except Link. everyone.

A strong gloomy and tyrannical atmosphere immediately swept out.

This is not some mysterious so-called aura.

It's coercion in the real sense!

Sceffen and Link just looked at each other, and his whole body was as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his body was extremely stiff, only a pair of eyes quickly drooped, instinctively avoiding Link's sight.

The rest of the people beside him, even the old Batty who has been in politics for decades and has seen countless influential figures, are watching his nose and nose at this moment, pretending to be a scarecrow.

The pressure Link put on them at this moment was too great.

Although Link's emotions were not aimed at them, they still felt as if they were on a small sampan in a storm at sea.

And Link is the seaspout in the middle of the storm right in front of them that set off huge waves and a world-ending scene!

I don't know how long it took before Link, who was sitting behind the desk, said slowly:

"Tell me, what's going on everywhere."

Link's voice was like a thunderbolt, instantly waking everyone up from their sluggish state.

Immediately afterwards, Percy almost couldn't wait to speak very fast:

"The follow-up rescue work for Hogwarts has come to an end. According to the highest alert regulations in wartime, Hogwarts has been forcibly requisitioned, and the third striker company has been stationed there to assist Dumbledore in all the teachings Confinement and protection of staff and students.

The list of staff and students who were injured or died in this attack has also been counted, and a written notice and related compensation were sent to their families in the early hours of this morning.

The remaining wounded have been treated inside Hogwarts Castle by therapists mobilized by St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds.

The construction team has also entered Hogwarts and began to repair the damaged buildings of the main body of Hogwarts Castle.

besides……"

Percy spoke for almost five minutes in one breath, until Newland finally shut up when he was a little worried that he would be suffocated to death, and held a thick cowhide file bag in front of Link with both hands.

"This is a detailed written description of this work!"

Link took the file bag, nodded expressionlessly, and then Percy retreated back to his original position stiffly, continuing to lower his head.

Maybe it's because of the relaxation from finishing work.

The sweat glands on Percy's body that had been closed due to too much tension finally opened.

A lot of sweat flowed down his pale face, instantly soaking his hair and collar.

Old Batty looked at Percy, and there was no sneer in his eyes, only pity.

Because he also lost his composure in the face of the old minister.

But now, the coercion displayed by Link, the 'minister', is obviously more than that of those old ministers before.

To be honest, Percy was brave enough not to pee his pants on the spot when he just reported to work.

‘After all, it’s still too young and not stable enough. '

Shaking his head with emotion, Old Batty also stepped forward and said:

"Your Excellency Foley, the public opinion propaganda work has also been successfully completed under your cooperation and guidance. The search for spies has also yielded a lot. Now that the public's emotions are high, our hall has been overcrowded, almost full of people in front of us. Come sign up for the Strikers and Auror unit guys.

When dealing with these people, our Department of Magical Law Enforcement discussed and concluded that they should be recruited according to the normal conscription procedures.

The remaining personnel who have a strong willingness to join the army but whose strength is not up to the standard are assigned logistical tasks.

But in such a special period, our work still encountered some problems.

Therefore, I would like to ask you for instructions..."

Old Batty's voice became weaker and weaker.

Because at this moment, the curse-like magic power in the office has reached a critical point.

The giant beast purely composed of Link's negative emotions and overflowing magic power also condensed into a vague materialized phantom, which is now clinging to Old Barty's body, with a wide open bloody mouth that is faintly about to appear. The momentum to swallow the old Batty whole.

Old Batty's eyelids have been lowered to the point that they are almost closed.

The whole person looked as quiet as if he was about to fall asleep.

But the slightly trembling calf and protruding pale knuckles betrayed his true emotions at the moment.