The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

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The French Minister of Magic became more and more excited.

And what he said just confirmed Link's thoughts.

Under the current circumstances, the only two forces capable of causing such damage to the French Ministry of Magic are Sombra and the International Confederation of Wizards.

Now, according to the dictation of the French Minister of Magic, the suspicion of the International Confederation of Wizards can be basically ruled out.

The group of people represented by old Harris probably just wanted to take advantage of the fire, and the culprit of this accident was the shadow man.

But what is the purpose of them doing this?

Link remained silent until the French Minister of Magic calmed down a little before continuing:

"Then let's talk about it, Mr. Minister, what happened here? What's going on with the Infernal Corpse outside and the glued butcher? Why are you hiding here?"

Link's voice just fell, but he was still graceful before, and even if he was emotional, the French Minister of Magic, who still maintained a solemn sitting posture like the portrait on the wall, suddenly widened his eyes, waved his hands in the air constantly, and roared:

"I'm not going! I'm definitely not going! It's only a few months away! It's just a few months before I can get rid of this **** and become a Sky City resident! How can I go? How can I..."

Old Clay stepped forward and pressed his hand on the forehead of the French Minister of Magic. He used magic to force him to continue sitting on the soft chair, and then he opened his eyelids and began to continue the examination.

After a while, he turned his head and reported to Link Hui:

"He's crazy. To be precise, he should have been crazy for a while. What he said earlier is probably crazy."

"Poor Mr. Minister."

Link sighed and shook his head, a trace of contempt in his eyes.

Crazy talk is not necessarily a lie.

Through the identification of Legilimency, Link can basically judge that the information previously disclosed by the other party is all true, and the ambiguous content is only really unknown to the French Minister of Magic, rather than deliberately blurring the topic.

As for why there was such a big reaction when asked about what happened at the French Ministry of Magic.

Link thought it might be that what happened here exceeded his limit and drove him crazy.

But although such a person looks miserable, it is not worth pity at all.

According to what the other party just said, combined with the intelligence collected by Link himself, this is a thorough and refined egoist. He only has his own interests in his heart. As for the entire French Ministry of Magic, French Magic The world and even the wizards living in this land are just tools for him to satisfy his desires.

The shadow man bewitched Principal Maxim, and jointly stole and misappropriated Nicole LeMay's legacy to expand Beauxbatons without bottom line.

Wouldn't he even know that the shadow man was secretly developing his power through Beauxbatons' shell?

Of course he knew.

After all, he is the Minister of the French Ministry of Magic.

In terms of the supervision and control ability of the subordinate units and the wizards of the country alone, he is much stronger than Fudge, the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic of the country.

Otherwise, it is impossible for him to completely subdue the pure-blooded wizards in the French magic circle, so as to implement an equal and open system in the French magic circle.

But he just turned a blind eye to the strength of Beauxbatons, and even let it go.

The reason is because of performance.

Nicole LeMay's legacy is simply too exaggerated.

If such a large sum of gold Galleons is released directly, although it may disrupt the entire gold Galleon market and cause rapid inflation, it can also allow the French magic circle to take advantage of funds to plunder resources from the wizards of the whole world, so as to further advance The development of French magic.

In this way, the economy of the French magic circle will reach the highest peak in history in a short period of time.

This will also be his biggest achievement as the then French Minister of Magic.

As for when Nicole LeMay's legacy runs out, the French wizarding world begins to suffer the consequences of inflation and the bubble bursts, he doesn't care at all.

By that time, he was afraid that he would have already retired and went to the International Federation of Wizards and became a resident of Sky City by virtue of his extremely high prestige and extremely long time in power.

Then these series of questions naturally have nothing to do with him.

And it is precisely to achieve this goal, so he not only did not stop the behavior of the Sombra Man and Principal Maxim, but even tried his best to wipe the **** of these people.

What happened earlier at the International Confederation of Wizards is a good example.

The French Minister of Magic betrayed the interests of the French magic circle not only to please old Harris, the president of the International Federation of Wizards and to extinguish Link's anger, but also to help the shadow people cover up their mistakes.

Such a selfish person to the extreme is not worthy of sympathy at all.

Those who should be pitied are the ordinary wizards who elected this man to the position of Minister of Magic in France.

Their interests, and even their lives, became chips in this person's hands, and were handed over to the devil in exchange for a bad check.

How stupid, how selfish!

Link sighed heavily and stretched out his hand towards Old Klie.

The old Clay on the opposite side instantly understood, and pressed his index finger on the temple of the French Minister of Magic, and with a hard pull, he pulled out a silk thread that shone with silvery white light.

Link took the silk thread, and with a lot of magic power pouring out, he simulated the effect of a Pensieve, and a thick fog enveloped the entire minister's office.

Everyone present only felt that their eyes flickered, and the picture in front of them changed dramatically.

It can be seen that this is still the minister's office, but it is different from the previous office that is magnificent and like a palace. The office in the memory of the French Minister of Magic is very simple. In terms of comfort alone, it is even Not even the messy striker's lounge in the Ministry of Magic.

The owner of this memory, the first view of Link and others, was sitting behind a tattered black wooden desk, patiently reviewing a document.

It is worth mentioning that.

Different from the parchment commonly used by the Ministry of Magic.

The paper used in the French Ministry of Magic is ordinary A4 paper, which is cheaper than parchment, and the pen has also been replaced by a magic quill pen.

From a point of view, the French Minister of Magic who is reviewing documents is sitting in an extremely upright posture. Combined with the surrounding environment and the cheap paper in front of him, they piece together a good image of a very honest and serious minister.

But if you take a closer look at what is written on those documents.

All these beautiful images will collapse in an instant.

Because what is written on it at the moment is about transferring the resources of the French Ministry of Magic to the International Federation of Wizards, that is, old Harris.

The above clearly expresses the willingness of the French Minister of Magic to make a huge resource donation to Sky City on the basis of the original results of the "First Mediation Meeting of the International Federation of Wizards" in exchange for the support of the International Federation of Wizards for his personal support. .

Among them is the hope that the International Confederation of Wizards can send a peacekeeping force to garrison the French magic circle to maintain its rule, and at the same time, to give it super-citizen treatment after its retirement into Sky City.

This is a complete betrayal of glory.

After the approval of the document was completed, the French Minister of Magic tightly packaged it, and finally put it into a special correspondence channel on the side of the desk.

Judging from the relieved state of the French Minister of Magic, the letters put into the pipeline should be sent to their destination in an extremely confidential way.

"Bam—"

The door to the office suddenly opened.

A woman dressed as a secretary hurried in with a stack of documents.

The French Minister of Magic's perspective swayed, obviously startled, but he quickly adjusted his state and said coldly to the visitor:

"Don't I usually teach you etiquette? Go back to me! Knock on the door and come in again!"

The stern image of the French Minister of Magic was clearly in the secretary's mind.

The pale face of the secretary's document was immediately frightened, and a black cyan appeared on his face.

She backed out cautiously, closed the door, and knocked again.

It was not until the French Minister of Magic said 'come in' that he gently opened the door and entered again.

"Tell me, in such a panic, what happened again?"

"Minister... Mr. Minister, it's Headmaster Norton of Beauxbatons. He... He committed suicide in front of everyone in the main hall of the Ministry of Magic!"

"This is impossible!"

The French Minister of Magic slammed the table and stood up, "How could that guy die? And he committed suicide? What a joke!"

"Yes! Yes, I also don't believe that Principal Norton will commit suicide. It's just that it doesn't matter whether we believe it or not, the key is that everyone else outside believes it! It's only a few minutes since Principal Norton committed suicide. More than a dozen Aurors, clerks and the masses have followed the suicide. This behavior has caused a lot of riots in the main hall, and now everyone is storming the reception hall, wanting to ask the Minister for an explanation!"

"It's so presumptuous! Release the Magdago cats and let them deal with the thugs who stormed the reception hall!" the French Minister of Magic roared, "By the way, let the Auror troops be dispatched, block the whole thing, and don't let anyone take the news out. !"

"It's too late! Mr. Minister, it's too late!" the female secretary said in a weeping voice, "The reporter from the French Magic Post was in the main hall when Principal Norton committed suicide, and he was already there immediately after the incident. Left with the door key, I'm afraid now..."

The female secretary's voice stopped abruptly because a pen had pierced straight into her eye socket, leaving only half of her tail exposed.

"Trash! It's all trash! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

The French Minister of Magic behind the desk roared and threw all kinds of things on the desk, wantonly venting his anger.

It wasn't until he gradually calmed down that he realized that the secretary on the opposite side had collapsed in a pool of blood.

"Oh! Lolita! Are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to! Don't move, I'll help you find a therapist! No, this matter also can't be known to outsiders, so Come on, I still have magic medicine, white fresh essence, and blood tonic, hurry up! Where are they all!?"

The French Minister of Magic muttered to himself, rummaging in his drawer.

He didn't want his secretary to die like this.

This would be a very bad blow to his reputation.

But soon a brand new problem was placed in front of him.

Except for documents and other important items in his office, the rest of the things are organized and cleaned by the secretary, so he doesn't even know where many things are placed.

Naturally, don't worry about it in the usual way. After all, the secretary can be said to be the person he trusts the most. If you want to find something, just ask the secretary to take it.

But now, the one who gets hurt is the secretary!

The French Minister of Magic was sweating profusely, but at this moment, a familiar female voice suddenly rang.

"The first aid kit is in the third drawer of the bookcase on your right."

"Oh! Oh! Thank you! Lolita! I don't know without you..."

The French Minister of Magic responded instinctively, but he was stunned in the middle of the sentence.

He straightened up stiffly, and the large beads of sweat kept emerging from his head and face and slipped down, many of which even flowed directly into his eyes.

But even so, he still didn't dare to blink, but stared at the pool of blood in front of the desk with wide eyes.

The secretary named Lolita was still lying there quietly.

It took less than a minute for the pen to pierce her eye socket, and a thick layer of blue-black corpse spots appeared on her pale skin.

The only remaining intact eye is staring at the French Minister of Magic at the moment, the pupils are dilated and lifeless, but there is a layer of gray magic aura lingering around.

The French Minister of Magic fell back into his chair in fear.

On the other hand, ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Lolita slowly twisted her body and stood up in an extremely strange posture.

"Mr. Minister, I would like to borrow your Ministry of Magic. I think you will agree, right?"

"It's you!? You! Get out of here you filthy worms! I won't agree to any of your requests, this is the Ministry of Magic! It's not their place!"

The French Minister of Magic yelled and pressed the alarm button mounted under his desk.

All of this fell into Lolita's eyes, but she didn't mean to stop it at all, instead she said with a smile:

"You don't seem to be qualified to say this, do you? After all, compared with us, you are more in line with the adjectives filthy and dirty. To be honest, a selfish ruler like you is definitely the only one I have ever seen in my life. I have asked myself a question countless times: when you were young, you were also a high-spirited and outstanding person who was eager to carry forward the French magic world and lead everyone to a better life. How come decades have passed and you have changed become like this?"

The door behind Lolita was opened again.

A team of uniformed Aurors entered.

Seeing this, the French Minister of Magic was slightly relieved, pointed to Lolita and said:

"She was under the Imperius Curse and tried to assassinate me! Get her out of here!"

Hearing this, the Aurors were unmoved.

Everyone just stood quietly behind Lolita, with indifferent eyes.

This made the French Minister of Magic realize that something was wrong.

At this time, Lolita tilted her head slightly, opened her rapidly decaying mouth and continued:

"I finally have the answer to this question."