The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Little Hartman's miserable howling continued and became more and more intense.

Seeing this, Old Hartman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he began to step forward to try to deal with the blue-gray frost that was constantly eroding Little Hartman's flesh and blood.

However, no matter what kind of potion or magic he used, it had no very good effect at all. At best, it could only slow down the spread of the blue-gray frost.

This is the viciousness of cold poison.

This new magic created by Link's combination of water control ability and curse power perfectly inherits the characteristics of curse-like black magic, that is, the damage caused can basically not be cured by any other method except specific counter-spells.

This is also the reason why Link chose to attack Little Hartman with cold poison.

He just wanted to use Little Hartman's tragic situation to show his strength and warn everyone at the scene to let them know what kind of tragic consequences they would get if they offended him.

As for poor little Hartman, Link would certainly not kill him.

But it is still necessary to endure some hardships and lie in bed for a year and a half.

Beckman's gaze towards Link had also changed at this time.

Hartman and his team wanted to test Link. Why didn't he also want to take this opportunity to test Link's ability?

After all, Link will inherit the status of the entire Beckman family and even the saint in the future.

Fortunately, Link's performance was not as sunny and innocent as Leonie and the others said. He was a handsome young man.

On the contrary, Link seemed to him more like a cold, vicious and ruthless hero.

And this is exactly the heir he wants.

Thinking of this, the smile on Beckman's face became even brighter.

At the same time, the old man standing at the edge of the Veela stage who had not moved from his position suddenly moved.

The old man wore an old black leather jacket, a pair of stained and tattered jeans, and a dark brown cowboy hat covering his messy gray hair.

His attire was so inconsistent with this magnificent banquet hall.

But what is strange is that when he slowly walked towards the little Hartman, the old Hartman got out of the way very neatly, and his eyes burst with hope.

"What a vicious boy."

A hoarse but somewhat admiring voice came from the old man's mouth.

As he spoke, he used his wand to poke at the completely eroded carrion on little Hartman's chest.

This undoubtedly intensified little Hartman's pain and made the screams in the banquet hall rise to a new level.

But the old cowboy didn't care.

He continued to tinker with little Hartmann's wound, and after a long time he recited:

"All curses will be extinguished, and all dharma will end!"

Strips of fluorescent silver-white light emerged from the tip of the old cowboy's staff and wrapped around little Hartman's wound extremely gently.

Under the influence of these light bands, the blue-gray cold poison finally stopped spreading, and gradually turned into traces of curse power and began to dissipate.

Little Hartman's howl gradually slowed down and turned into a soothing moan.

Apparently the old cowboy's actions eased little Hartman's pain.

Unfortunately this is only temporary.

Because when the cold poison in the periphery was completely dissipated, the originally gentle light strips transformed into sharp blades, and began to frantically cut and chop the flesh on little Hartman's wounds.

This drove little Hartman completely crazy.

But the old cowboy had no intention of stopping. He continued to control the light blade until all the rotten flesh on Little Hartman's body was removed.

By this time, little Hartman had completely turned into a bloody man.

The deepest wound on his chest even exposed bones.

Link narrowed his eyes and stared at the old cowboy.

What the other party used was a method that used pure powerful magic to forcibly dispel the cold poison.

This requires the caster to have extremely high magical attainments and magic power level, and it will cause great harm to the person who is hit by the spell.

"That's old Lange, a childless lone ranger." Beckman's voice rang in Link's ears at the right time, "He is the strongest among us, and he is also the leader of Hartman's group. Great supporter. If I hadn't been worried about him, I would have killed Hartman and his group of traitors a few years ago."

Link nodded calmly and looked at old Lange with a more alert look.

According to his observations, the old cowboy's fighting ability should still be higher than that of elite professors like Snape, and he was no match for him in a one-on-one fight.

Of course, it is basically impossible for the other party to kill him.

At this moment, old Lange wiped the wand with silk and said helplessly:

"Beckman, you must be talking bad about me again, right?"

"Ah, yes, I must let this child know your shamelessness and despicability, so that they will not get too close to you. Otherwise, he will be infected with your stench."

Beckman retorted with a sneer.

At this time, the old Hartman had already directed the two Veela to quickly help the little Hartman take care of the wound and carry it down for further treatment.

After hearing Beckman's words, he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, pulled out his wand and roared:

"Old Beckman! You guys are going too far. Little Hartman is my only grandson! Avada..."

A flash of red light!

The green wand in Old Hartman's hand was violently knocked away by Old Lange.

Old Hartmann himself was also pushed away by old Lange.

Old Hartman, who fell to the ground, looked angry. He got up and was about to yell at old Lange.

However, before he could say anything, the anger on his face turned into horror.

Because where he originally stood, a long ravine appeared, and its incision was as smooth and flat as tofu cut by a sharp blade.

"Pity."

Link said with a sigh.

There was still a faint magical aura on the tip of his staff.

If old Lange hadn't been so meddlesome just now, old Hartman would have ended up like his grandson.

Old Hartman, who had escaped a little, was now too frightened to speak. He could only point a trembling finger at Link.

The old Lange nodded and praised:

"Not a bad boy. Beckman, the heir you found is so outstanding, so enviable.

But he doesn't seem to know how to be polite, and he dared to take action in front of me! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Lange's eyes became sharp, and a scarlet light burst out from the tip of his staff.

Seeing this, Link and Beckman showed no sign of weakness, and both raised their wands.

The banquet hall was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"Oh, we are all allies. There is really no need to be so tense. It's too ugly."

A pleasant voice suddenly rang.

Immediately, Link saw the two twin sisters who had been watching the show in the corner walking towards him with smiles and laughter.

At the same time, the black-haired mother and daughter also walked towards Old Lange and Old Hartman.

"What a handsome young man. If it had been a few years this morning, I would have desperately wanted to marry you."

"Oh, it's not too late to get married now. Anyway, I think I'm okay."

"Okay, okay, stop saying such embarrassing things. Little Link, don't be angry, my sisters just like you too much. Don't be as knowledgeable as those old men, they are already confused."

"That's right, even that kid Hartmann was taught bad things by the old men. It's really a shame to argue with them."

……

The twin sisters kept persuading Link, but turned a blind eye to Beckman beside them.

To be honest, when you look up close, these sisters are indeed very beautiful.

The most important thing is that the beauty industry in the wizarding world is far from comparable to that of the Muggle world. With the blessing of various beauty potions, these two women, who are presumed to be at least in their thirties, still maintain the seventeen-eighteen years old age. The appearance in the prime of life.

Coupled with the pure and lustful temperament exuded in their every move, Link swore that almost any normal man would instinctively feel good about them when facing them.

The same goes for Link.

And he had no intention of breaking up with Lange and Hartmann tonight, so after being pestered by the Kugel sisters for a while, he naturally put away his wand.

Obviously, Lange, an old cowboy, has no intention of fighting with Link.

He did the same thing shortly after Link took back his wand, and even smiled and nodded to Link.

This scene made the Kugel sisters even more excited.

They moved closer to Link, one on the left and the other on the right. Their bodies seemed to be rubbing against Link, and they seemed to have the intention of directly holding Link's arm.

Beckman turned a blind eye to this and even wanted to laugh a little.

He could tell that the Kugel sisters were not lying. They really liked Link.

After all, as the top social butterflies, their usual process of socializing with strange wizards is not the current kind of throwing themselves into someone's arms.

In this case, he wanted to see how Link would react to such sincere flattery.

This is also part of observation.

Under Beckman's rather malicious gaze, the corners of Link's mouth slowly raised.

When the Kugel sisters saw this, they planned to take it a step further.

However, just when they were about to actually hold Link's arm, a ferocious snake head suddenly poked out from Link's collar, and roared with its bloody mouth open:

"Scare hiss!~" (surprise! Surprise!)

"Ah!"*2

The Kugel sisters were so frightened by this sudden turn of events that they stepped back. One of them tripped over her left foot and fell to the ground.

Akamu was so happy to see this scene that he froze there and hissed with laughter.

Link's smile became even brighter.

He touched Arkham's head and said in the same Snake accent:

"Hiss! ~" (Good job, don't go back, continue to scare Hu and the others.)

"Scared!" (Received!)

After answering, Arkham climbed to the ground along Link's arm, and in the process his body became larger and larger. By the time he landed, he had completely transformed into a body no less powerful than Voldemort's Nagini. The huge poisonous python was entrenched beside Link, constantly scanning the people in the banquet hall with its golden eyes.

Those who were caught by his sight unconsciously felt a tingling sensation in their minds. The snake-like voice that sounded like a devil's whisper made everyone instinctively fearful. The expressions of the Kugel sisters were even more horrified. .

"Didn't you say we want to talk about business? Let's talk about it."

Link said with a smile and spread his hands.

Following his actions, everyone in the banquet hall retreated continuously.

The only person who didn't move was old Lange.

He looked at Akam with a calm expression, who was grinning at him in a threatening manner, and said calmly:

"Okay, since everyone is here, let's officially start discussing our visit to Lord Grindelwald."

As soon as Old Lange finished speaking, the long table originally filled with wine and food suddenly disappeared, and a brand new pure wooden conference table slowly rose up from the ground.

Link and old Lange were the first to take their seats, occupying the two main seats facing each other on the conference table, and then the rest gradually took their seats under Arkham's gaze.

The meeting officially begins!

Actually there is nothing to talk about.

The things that should be discussed have already been finalized among the four parties who are already close to each other.

The reason for holding this meeting is actually to test Beckman's intentions.

After all, Beckman is a staunch old schooler.

There have been numerous conflicts with them in the past because of Grindelwald's affairs.

It is unlikely that you would be willing to join them.

However, from their perspective, since Beckman was willing to bring Link, the heir, to the appointment this time, the hidden meaning should be agreement.

This is good news for everyone.

Ever since, this so-called discussion meeting has turned into something similar to an information session.

The people they need to inform are Link and Beckman.

Link also learned more hidden secrets from their mouths.

The most shocking point is that the assassination of Grindelwald was controlled from the beginning to the end by the International Wushu Federation.

Even though Grindelwald's physical strength and magic power have declined to an extremely low level during his long period of imprisonment, and he does not have a wand, he is no longer the invincible Dark Lord he once was.

But they were still extremely afraid of Grindelwald and wanted to kill him quickly.

But at the same time, due to the existence of Dumbledore, they could not take action against Grindelwald personally.

Therefore, they used interests and policy loosening as bait, suggesting that Lange, Hartmann and other four families should present Grindelwald's most valuable certificate of nomination.

As for the specific implementation steps of the assassination operation, they were too simple.

All they had to do was to visit Grindelwald together on the anniversary of Grindelwald's defeat. They could first speak to Grindelwald in the prison, and then attack him after Grindelwald refused to meet him.

Among them, Lange, as the strongest individual among the five forces, will serve as the main attacker.

As for the four families, those who have money will contribute money and those who have the strength to contribute, and those who have no money and strength will just speak out.

In short, they must take Grindelwald's head on the anniversary day and give it to the International Federation of Wizards as a gift.