The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

"You are……"

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

These two people were the most formally dressed among the people she had seen in recent times, and their demeanor was different from those damn mudbloods and country bumpkins, which made her instinctively correct her attitude.

Finally, her eyes passed over the gleaming Merlin Second Class Medal on Link's chest, and locked on an inconspicuous copper button with the Forley family crest engraved on it.

"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 Holy 28 clan as the Black family.

Link and Emily looked at each other, lowered their heads and gave a slight salute:

"Good afternoon, dear madam, I am Link Foley, and this is my fiancée."

"Hello! Hello! We are still relatives!" Walburga Black looked very excited. "Merlin! We finally have two real nobles in this house. I've been almost killed these days. The mudbloods and thieves brought by my unfilial son are driving me crazy! Your arrival really makes this place shine!"

While speaking, Walburga Black glared at Sirius.

This made Sirius' teeth chatter.

He glared at Snape beside him and said:

"You damn snot-nosed man must have rang the doorbell on purpose just now!"

"Who knows?" Snape said in a strange tone, "But I think this is a good opportunity to improve the relationship between your mother and son. Or, you can choose to show us a mother's kindness and son's filial piety like you just did."

Sirius suppressed his anger and said:

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

"Oh? Really?" Snape said with a half-smile, "If you really think so, I suggest you cast a powerful fire spell directly on this painting, even if there is some protection attached to it. Magic, this painting is absolutely destroyed. And you can be calm again."

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

This made Snape's smile become even more wicked.

At the same time, after chatting happily with Link and Emily for a while, the portrait of Walburga Black finally realized how embarrassed and ugly he looked now.

I saw him holding his face and screaming again:

"Ah! How can I meet guests like this! How rude! Kreacher! Kreacher! Where have you been, you lazy bitch? Come and entertain the distinguished guests of the Foley family for me, I need to go Touch up 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 he took this opportunity to directly cover the picture frame with a thick curtain - this would allow Walburga Black to go back to sleep even if he came back.

Sirius just breathed a sigh of relief after doing all this, when a small figure quickly ran down the stairs.

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

A house elf said in a panic.

He looked very old and showed a clear lack of maintenance.

Compared to the equally old old Kled, this house elf's skin was covered with age wrinkles, and two tufts of white hair grew out of his two huge bat-like ears, which looked disgusting.

At this moment, he was waiting for a pair of big eyes that were still gray and watery after being congested to look at everyone in the hall, and sniffed them with his pig-like nose from time to time.

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

Sirius said impatiently, and after hearing this, Kreacher slowly turned around and muttered as he walked:

"The disgusting prodigal son, leading his gangsters to destroy my mistress's house. Oh! My poor mistress, if she knew anything about it, if she knew what kind of scum they got into her house, she would be angry with her. What did Kreacher say? Oh, what a shame, mudbloods, werewolves, liars and thieves. Uh, no..."

Kreacher suddenly stopped halfway.

He stared at Link and Emily with wide eyes, and said in surprise:

"These are two real nobles! When the hostess asked Kreacher to come down, she must entertain them well. Kreacher will..."

"I told you! No one needs you here!"

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

Seeing Kreacher getting up and running away in despair, Sirius awkwardly explained to Link and Emily who looked at him strangely:

"That is my mother's house elf. Because he has been trapped here for too long, he is just like my mother's portrait. He is crazy. Don't worry about it."

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 Kreacher just now was like a signal, and now the rapid thump-dong-dong sound sounded again from upstairs.

After a while, George and Fred's heads popped out. They were surprised when they saw Link and Emily's gorgeous costumes. They teased each other:

"Wow! Are you here for the party?"

"It's a pity that we only have mice and foxes here. Ah! Of course, there is also a neat row of house elf heads. It is said that these are the favorites of you old nobles."

Fred said while pointing to the wall under the stairs.

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

Link and Emily both looked at Sirius, this was his home, this must be the work of his family.

"Don't look at me like this, this is my aunt's masterpiece." Sirius spread his hands and explained, "She always likes to cut off the heads of house elves that can no longer do any work and hang them on the wall. The key is that those house elves are still alive I think it’s an honor.”

"Oh! What a glorious ceremony! Maybe we can try it after we die. George, what do you think?"

"Of course, Fred, that's cool! Just like the Footpot warriors in Muggle movies! Cut off the head, pickle it with spices, and finally put it on the altar!"

George and Fred continued to complain, but before they could say a few words, the somewhat bloated Mrs. Weasley appeared behind them, and each of them gave them a blow on the head.

"You two stupid kids, stop being lazy! The Boggart in the attic hasn't been dealt with yet!"

Mrs. Weasley said angrily. She was also holding a linen bag in her hand, which seemed to contain some kind of living creature that was struggling.

"Don't be like this, Mom, we are 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! Freeley! The heir to the family, a super rich man!

We were trying to please him so that he would be able to lift our father out of that miserable clerk position in the future.Look, how much we paid for this home! "

"shut up!"

Mrs. Weasley knocked George and Fred on the head again to stop their nonsense. Then she put on a smile and said to Link and Emily, "Welcome to be our guests, Harry and Ron." They have been talking about you for a long time, and I just happened to make some custards in the kitchen. Maybe you can sit down and eat and chat. Oh! They are here..."

As soon as Mrs. Weasley finished speaking, there was another rush of footsteps on the stairs.

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

"Link! We..."

The trio spoke excitedly but they were all stunned.

Among them, Ron was grabbed by his mother.

Hermione saw Emily standing next to Link, already wearing the Foley family crest.

As for Harry, he was simply impressed by Link's gorgeous dress.

To be honest, the dress that Mrs. Foley specially prepared for Link was actually very fitting and elegant.

It is a gorgeous but low-key type, which can perfectly complement Link's figure and temperament.

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

It was so perfect that it reminded Harry of Malfoy.

Malfoy always dresses like this.

This made Harry, who hated Malfoy, also feel a little bit uncomfortable and bored with the current Link.

It's just that this boredom only appeared in Harry's mind for a moment and was thrown away, because he discovered that Link and Malfoy actually have essential differences.

This difference is not that the materials and styles of the clothes they wear are more expensive and rarer than the others, but that Link’s movements, hands and feet exude a high-class, calm and elegant temperament. Link is a truly noble person!

In comparison, Malfoy, who brags about his father all day long and only looks at people with his nostrils, is like a country rich upstart.

"Harry! You look pretty good!" Link smiled and said, "I should really show you the heart that Dumbledore sent me. In the letter, he described you as... It looked like he was about to die, which scared me!"

Listening to Link's good-natured teasing, the three of Harry could not help but laugh as the scene of Dumbledore racking his brains to exaggerate the facts emerged in their minds.

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

"You should really listen to me talk about the bad things that happened to me recently. I believe that after listening to you, you won't think that Dumbledore is exaggerating, because I feel like I am really going to die."

Harry shook his head and laughed.

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

But when Link heard this, he nodded and said:

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

"Germany? You went to Germany?"

Hermione asked with a frown.

As a young wizard from a Muggle family in the United States, Hermione's education made her not have much favorable impression of Germany, a country that launched World War II.

"Yes," Link nodded and explained, "My grandpa, whom I haven't contacted for a long time, suddenly invited me to his place as a guest. 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..."

Upon hearing this, Harry's eyes instantly became misty, and he was a little moved.

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

Then, at Mrs. Weasley's urging, the chat venue was changed from the foyer to the living room inside.

Of course, even though it's called the living room, there won't be any nice rooms in this completely dilapidated old house. In Link's opinion, the so-called living room is just a relatively large and dilapidated conference room.

Fortunately, Link and Emily are not the kind of people who care too much about their surroundings. Although their conditions are relatively poor, they still have fun chatting with everyone.

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

Looking at the pile of cakes and gingerbread that looked extremely ordinary but fragrant, the Harry trio suddenly opened their index fingers.

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

This was not because they looked down upon Mrs. Weasley's craftsmanship, but because they had just had a several-hour lunch with Mrs. Foley and now they really had no appetite.

While Link and Emily were watching Harry and others feasting, Kreacher, who had been missing since the beginning, suddenly appeared in the living room.

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

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

"Merlin! What exquisite tea cakes! Mom, I told you a long time ago, your baked goods will never make it to the table. Look, Link and the others haven't even touched them at all! Kreacher made them This is what nobles like them should eat!"

When George and Fred saw this, they exclaimed, "Link, Emily, you really should try Kreacher's cooking! To be honest, this is the first time we have seen Kreacher take the initiative to prepare food for others. His craftsmanship is the best in the whole country!"

After hearing this, everyone in the living room had unnatural expressions, and Link even rolled his eyes at brothers George and Fred.

Link, who knew the plot, knew that George and Fred were trying to trick him.

Kreacher, an old fellow, was very hostile to Sirius and his gang. Even when Sirius asked him to do work, he always did it perfunctorily. This time he took the initiative to hand over the food. Something definitely seemed wrong to George and Fred.

So the reason why these two guys said this was because they wanted Link and Emily to eat those refreshments and make a fool of themselves, and by the way, Link could offend Mrs. Weasley.

Link didn't know why the two brothers suddenly had so much resentment against him, but he was not an easy persimmon to be pinched.