The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

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"Whoosh whoosh—"

Dense spells were shot from all directions into the huge steam mass created by Link.

The thick fog could not prevent the sight of the Aurors, hunters, and strikers. Therefore, the angles of the spells shot by them were quite tricky, and almost every shot perfectly bypassed the waving grafted limbs. A well-aimed hit to the Glued Butcher, and explodes swaths of rotting flesh and gravy across its rotting surface.

"Roar!"

The screams in the dense fog became more horrific.

It seemed that it was not just a single scream, but the wailing sounds of countless men and women were superimposed together.

Through the gaps in the dense fog stirred by the whistling spell, people can still vaguely see the countless human faces glued to the butcher's body, constantly writhing in pain—the round of attack just now was hurting While gluing the butcher together, large swaths of human faces were also annihilated in ashes.

In this situation, even the most ruthless hunters will inevitably feel a little sympathy, and can only continue to rely on strong willpower to wield the magic wand.

Survival is a human instinct.

Even if it is made into a monster like a sticky butcher, those locked souls still want to live.

And the souls that are glued to the butcher right now are definitely the existences with the strongest will to survive in the human group, without any exception.

Because these souls and the bonded butcher themselves are actually a relationship of pure slavery and exploitation.

It is by continuously exploiting those souls and bodies, and wantonly plundering energy, that the glue butcher can survive.

And this kind of plunder will cause great pain to those souls.

Those who can endure this kind of torture and have not disappeared naturally have a strong will to survive.

What Link and others are doing now is to annihilate the last vitality of this group of souls.

In the eyes of Link and others, this is helping them to be free, but unfortunately driven by instinct, these souls obviously don't see it that way.

As a result, when the firepower of the Ministry of Magic's coalition forces became stronger and stronger, the magic power that was originally scattered in each face began to gather at the core of the glued butcher.

These magic powers are not pure, but they are too numerous to comprehend.

The dazzling azure blue magical aura suddenly burst out with the roar of the sticky butcher, and it actually dispelled the high-temperature steam wrapped around it in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the Cohesive Butcher opened his mouth again with an astonishingly wide dislocation.

But this time it was obviously not for roaring, because the position of its throat had been completely blurred into a dazzling blue by the magical aura.

"Prepare to defend!"

Old Kerry roared hysterically.

The hunters who received the order reacted first, and scattered in the corners of the hall in small groups, using the acid-corroded potholes as cover.

Adhering to the traditional concept of military formation, the Aurors and strikers quickly formed several huge square formations and released combined protection spells.

At the same time, the energy storage of the glued butcher has been completely completed.

Everyone felt a sudden flash in front of their eyes, and saw countless azure blue magic rays shooting out from the glue butcher's mouth, like a dense laser grid at the same time, sweeping back and forth across the entire hall.

To be honest, this is a very crude way of using magic power. The principle of formation is just to compress the magic power and then emit it.

Even the youngest first-years at Hogwarts can cast this type of magic after they have become familiar with their own magic.

And the opposite of its advantage of being simple to cast is its disadvantage of huge consumption and not outstanding power.

It's just that these shortcomings became the most terrifying attack after being supported by the huge amount of magic power glued into the butcher's body.

According to Link's observation, the power of this round of AOE may not be lost to the Holy Light attack that Dumbledore demonstrated at Hogwarts not long ago.

Therefore, without any hesitation, Link immediately stood in front of everyone instead of retreating.

Numerous curse-like magical powers gushed out of its body, dancing happily in mid-air, and finally followed Link's will, turning into giant pythons and biting the butcher's rays. A hurricane set off in the not-so-spacious back office hall.

But this is far from over.

After the cursed pythons actually intersected with the rays, the vast waves of magic power created by the two magic power clashes exploded violently.

Many free fine rays broke through the blockade of the air waves, and flew straight towards the intended target.

Fortunately, after being blocked by Link, the power of these rays has been greatly reduced, and they were all blocked by hunters and Aurors with almost no accidents.

At the same time, under the influence of the cursed magic power, Link rushed straight to the glued butcher.

After continuously firing such a large wave of magic rays, the butcher's mouth full of fangs, or the mouthparts, has been completely roasted at this moment, leaving only a black, scorched, bruised mouth. The black hole of smoke continued to roar at Link.

The tumor face on the front of the glued butcher seems to have realized something.

By gluing the magical power in the butcher's body, they finally had the ability to speak out. Some began to yell at Link, some cried and begged for Link's life, and more just wailed.

Link's deep eyes trembled slightly, and a few traces of pity flashed faintly, but finally returned to calm under the effect of Occlumency.

"Rest in peace, this is the best outcome for you."

Indifferent words sounded.

The turquoise wind bomb that was still charged in Link's left hand was suddenly thrown, and at the same time the magic wand in his right hand finally fell.

boom--

A huge amount of compressed air exploded on the Bonded Butcher's chest, and the fiery whirlwind heated by Link through the steam explosion principle of the fog armor cut the Bonded Butcher's huge meaty body into pieces in just an instant.

To be honest, this is not the best way to deal with this sticky butcher.

Just judging from the other ghouls arranged here, it should be known that this glued butcher should also have the ability to self-destruct.

And because of the large amount of magic power and soul power gathered in this glued butcher, the power of the explosion may be far beyond imagination.

What Link did just now was equivalent to pricking an inflated balloon with a needle.

Fortunately, Link has already seen these situations clearly, so he prepared a backhand to make up for it.

Just when the astonishing magical power lost its limit and began to expand infinitely with acid and poisonous gas, the vanishing spell that Link shot earlier appeared in time.

The huge light beam with a diameter of nearly five meters instantly enveloped the entire core of the glued butcher, breaking it down into the most basic magic power.

And the other acid and poisonous gas that escaped from the glued butcher became food for Fiendfire.

It was devoured by the cheerful roar of the only remaining Fiendfire monster.

Such a clean and neat handling method stunned all the allied forces of the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom of China who had just reacted.

The entire hall was only silent for a short moment, and then it was completely drowned out by cheers.

Link, who was lifted in the air by magic power, slowly landed, and after glancing at everyone with a cold expression, the hall gradually became quiet.

It's just that the eyes of everyone looking at Link are still hot.

"Everyone, start the next search of the French Ministry of Magic. Don't let go of any secret passages or secret rooms. Starting today, this is our stronghold in the French magic world."

As soon as Link finished speaking, the entire logistics hall erupted again.

Under the assignment of each Auror captain, except for the Hogwarts temporary strikers who were left in the hall to take care of the wounded, the rest of the troops were all divided into teams of twelve and began to go to the places that needed to be investigated according to the instructions. blocks.

Link, on the other hand, led Old Klein, Newland, Sceffen and others straight to the entrance of the minister's office at the end of the hall.

The closed door there seemed to be protected by some kind of force.

Even though the battle in the hall was so fierce, the door did not suffer any damage.

However, when Link approached, the door opened voluntarily.

Link was not at all surprised by this, and walked straight into the minister's office.

Different from the modern style of the interior of the entire French Ministry of Magic, the style of the office of the French Minister of Magic clearly returns to the classical style of the previous French main hall of magic.

The whole room here is made of marble, with precious antique reliefs on it, and large red brocades embroidered with gold and flowers from Turkey are hung on all sides.

In an alcove was a couch, on which hung several scimitars and swords with strange shapes, which should be made by goblins. The sheaths were inlaid with silver and gold, and the handles were inlaid with bright gemstones.

A huge enchanted glass lamp hangs from the frescoed ceiling in beautiful patterns and colours.

The floor is covered with thick and exquisite Arabian carpets, on which ancient French furniture is placed, and the table legs are deeply sunken in the carpet.

The French Minister of Magic, who once had a relationship with Link at the headquarters of the International Federation of Wizards, was sitting on one of the soft chairs at the moment.

He was dressed grandly, wearing a grand gown that resembled the style of a Muggle field marshal in the past. It can be seen from the fancy style and the densely packed exclusive badges of the French Ministry of Magic hanging on his chest. This should be his Specially made for a special day.

If you look behind him, you can see several huge magic portraits hanging on the wall.

Without exception, all the men depicted above are dressed as fancy as the French ministers at the moment. The golden inscriptions below the portraits explain to Link the identities of these people who have served as ministers of the French Ministry of Magic.

"Ah, it turned out to be Mr. Link Foley, the highest commissioner of the Chinese Ministry of Magic!"

The French Minister of Magic spoke loudly.

When he spoke, his demeanor was extremely elegant, even to the point of indifference, but Link could still feel the joy of the other party from his cheerful tone.

Old Klein and the others dispersed as soon as they entered the office, and began to conduct a security search of the entire office.

And Link smiled slightly when he heard the words, stroked the wand in his hand and said:

"It seems that you are in a pretty good mood. Have you encountered anything worth being happy about?"

"Your arrival is the most gratifying thing for me."

"Oh? Such a reaction is incompatible with your status as the Minister of Magic of France."

"No, you are wrong. This is the reaction that best suits my identity. You must know that I can continue to live, but if it is someone else, what awaits me is endless misery and dead."

The French Minister of Magic said cheerfully, then turned his head, and said to Newland who was about to put away the weapons in the alcove, "Oh! Young Auror, be careful, it's a goblin treasure from the 11th century , in terms of value, it is no worse than Gryffindor's sword!"

Newland's eyes widened, he looked at the weapons in his hand, then turned his head to look at Link, finally held his breath, and carefully put all the weapons into a special traceless box embroidered with gold thread. Stretch inside the spell bag.

Seeing this, the French Minister of Magic nodded in satisfaction, and handed over his wand to Old Kret, and then smiled and took a sip of a Chinese porcelain with black tea on it.

The current French Minister of Magic doesn't look like he's going to resist at all, and he's so calm that it's almost unbelievable.

Link also sat down on a soft chair opposite the French Minister of Magic. He crossed his legs and said quite relaxedly:

"You said there were others coming. Who were they?"

"That's too much! Elder Harris of the International Federation of Wizards wants to lead an army here. You know, that old guy is a jackal! You can only deal with such people with sticks and swords, not friendship And food. Because they will never know how to be satisfied, after getting a little benefit from you, they will not only not be grateful, but will want more, until they devour you all. I can see all these clearly, but unfortunately, In that situation, I had to do that.”

The French Minister of Magic said with some remorse, "And the mob outside, if Harris is a greedy jackal, then they are stupid rats. Just because they got some encouragement, they rushed in to snatch me. They don't know that they are just other people's pawns, and they will not end well.

And you, Link Foley, the Avenger on fire. Although your behavior is essentially similar to that group of mobs, if you think about it from your perspective, such an approach is actually very smart.

After all, you have been very clear about what is going on from the beginning to the end, and you can even be said to have been used on purpose, and in this way you can obtain more benefits while taking revenge.

Tsk! Very clever approach, you are a qualified ruler!

Finally, there is Beauxbaton's Norton.

In other words, it was the faction that sent Norton as a representative. This group of people is powerful and mysterious. It's so mysterious that even I, the minister of the French Ministry of Magic, can't see through it.

But they are the ones behind it all, the ones who control everything.

They are evil spirits roaming the land! "