The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

On Knockturn Alley, Link and Mrs. Foley were walking side by side.

But Mrs. Foley's attention was not on the road ahead, but on Link.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she stared at Link for a while before she stopped and said:

"Link, do you know what we're going to do at Victoria Manor later?"

"Ah, of course I know."

Link responded speechlessly.

The purpose and reason for their trip had been mentioned to Link many times by Mrs. Foley.

But to be honest, Link was a little repulsive about Mrs. Foley asking Emily to be his wife.

After all, the person who was childhood sweetheart with Emily was the original owner, not the current Link.

Link himself is a person who pays more attention to feelings, so he still feels a little twisted about this marriage.

But it was a different matter when old Victoria was going to give Emily to someone else.

This is not only looking down on him Link himself, but also trampling on the dignity of the Foley family.

Thinking of this, Link's expression also became serious.

Mrs. Foley, who was on the side, saw that Link was serious, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then she put her hand on Link's shoulder and waved her wand at the same time.

"Apparation!"

"boom!"

With an explosion and a whirlwind, the scene in front of Link suddenly became blurred.

After his vision finally returned to normal, Link found that he and Mrs. Foley were already in a small square, and in front of them, a huge villa was erected.

The villa and the plaza look new, and should be built for no more than 50 years if proper maintenance and other elements are taken into account.

This also gave Link a clearer understanding of the class status of the Victoria family.

After all, the old family house is a symbol of the face and status of a family.

The Victoria family's villa looks so new, it doesn't have much background at first glance.

But this is also normal. The Victoria family is just a new family that just moved from abroad a few decades ago. It is strange to have a background.

Mrs. Foley obviously thought so too, which can only be seen from the sneer at the corner of her mouth at the moment.

However, Link was not as optimistic as she was.

When he thought about it, the Victoria family, which was so weak compared to the Foley family, would not hesitate to offend the Foley family and marry Emily to someone else.

That means that the new backer they are looking for must be a stronger existence than the Beverly family.

"Link, let's go."

"Um!"

Mrs. Foley said lightly, and Link followed her with a vigilant look when he heard the words.

Link had a hunch that today would be a tough battle!

"Crench!"

The door of the villa opened.

A cool breeze rushed out with the clamor of laughter.

The villa is very lively.

Dozens of well-dressed pure-blooded nobles were chatting, laughing and walking around a long table full of drinks and delicacies.

Link even saw the Malfoys in the crowd, who were surrounded by several wizards at the moment.

There were also several waiters around them, who were walking quickly through the crowd with plates and drinks, looking busy.

But what surprised Link was that they didn't use any magic during the entire labor process.

This reminded Link of the word Squib.

After all, the Malfoys would never accept Muggle service, which was a disgrace to them.

But the identity of these waiters is no longer important.

Because this originally lively hall was instantly quiet with the arrival of Mrs. Foley and Link.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two people who were walking slowly, and some of the timid ones even started to flee outside the hall with their wands.

Mrs. Foley didn't care about these people.

She walked straight in, and while looking at the decent interior decoration of the villa, she said coldly:

"Looks like you guys are having fun."

The surroundings were still silent, and no one dared to answer at all.

Seeing this, Mrs. Foley came to the Malfoy family again and said to Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy:

"Hello, Malfoys."

Lucius looked a little nervous. His mouth moved slightly, but he never said a word. In the end, he could only nod his head.

And their son, Draco Malfoy, hid behind his mother Naxisa at the moment, holding Naxisa's waist and said stuffily:

"I... I didn't bully Link!"

"I'm well aware of this, and you don't have to be so afraid of me, Draco."

Mrs. Foley said speechlessly.

Draco also knew Mrs. Foley, the child. To be honest, he was quite cute when he was a child, but he didn't want to become more annoying as he grew up. Now, when he meets her, he is scared like a quail, boring.

At the same time, Link, who was following behind Mrs. Foley, made an unexpected discovery.

In a dark corner of the hall, Snape was looking up with his head up.

His face was not very good-looking, because there was a small round table beside him, and there was a glass of dark brown wine on the table.

This discovery surprised Link. After all, in his impression, Snape was not the kind of person who likes to attend banquets, and in order to keep his mind sober, Snape usually rejects any alcoholic beverages.

But he wouldn't be so ignorant that he suddenly rushed over to greet Snape swaggeringly at this time.

So Link just nodded slightly and bowed to Snape, which was considered a gesture of respect.

Snape was also slightly relieved when he saw this, and nodded to Link for being untraceable.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded from the hall.

When Link heard the sound, he saw a chunky middle-aged man running towards him with a somewhat funny gesture.

Behind him was an old man in an old-fashioned bloated dress, but unlike him, this old man had a calm expression and steady steps, and even had time to greet the pure-blooded nobles on both sides in the gaps along the way.

The only fly in the ointment was that none of the pure-blooded nobles present paid any attention to him, but instead hurriedly avoided him like a plague god.

"Why! Mrs. Foley, why are you here!"

The chunky middle-aged man spoke in a hurry, and while speaking, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

When Mrs. Foley heard the words, she sneered:

"Some people don't send me invitations, so of course I have to come by myself."

Mrs. Foley's words made the chunky middle-aged man a little embarrassed, but Mrs. Foley didn't want to let him go. She looked at the old man behind him and continued:

"Come on, tell me who this guy is."

"Ah this..."

The chubby middle-aged man started to sweat on his forehead, but this is the old man who stood up and said:

"Mr Victoria, let me introduce myself."

"I am the current patriarch of the Wilson family, Tom Wilson, from the United States..."