The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

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"Wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to send a house-elf to assist the Muggle Prime Minister?"

In the elevator of the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore said worriedly.

He always felt that Muggles, especially Muggle Prime Ministers, should be given enough respect.

Hearing that, Link shook his head and said:

"There is a well-known issue among Muggles called distance produces beauty. And I think distance can produce not only beauty, but also fear and worship. It is based on this principle, so I think at least at this stage , wizards should not have too much contact with Muggles.

So in this case, letting the house-elves come forward is a pretty good choice.

The house elf possesses a powerful magic power close to that of a goblin, and this power is enough for him to complete the task of assisting the Muggle Prime Minister.

At the same time, house-elves are the most loyal servants of wizards.

It can further highlight the power of the wizard.

With him coming forward, I believe this matter will be resolved perfectly, and our subsequent negotiations with Muggles will become smoother. "

Dumbledore nodded and said:

"You can decide this matter. Anyway, all I want to see is that the order is rebuilt and everyone can live and work in peace and contentment. So I am even more curious that this brings me back to the Ministry of Magic of the country, because I want to participate. A meeting of what?"

"Don't be so pretentious, you've already guessed it, haven't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't have put on such a gorgeous dress ahead of time. I think a mere Muggle Prime Minister is not enough for you to treat it so solemnly, right?"

"So, you really invited other Ministers of Magic over?"

"Of course, Voldemort's soul split, or the Shadow Man is now a threat to the world. I don't think this responsibility should be solely shouldered by the Ministry of Magic."

"It's just that the other ministers of the Ministry of Magic don't think so? How stupid people are. Looking at this from their perspective, they just ignore the fact that the threat is already there and is slowly expanding day by day. Those of us who exposed the wounds will in turn blame us.

I feel that the reason why Sombra has developed to the point where it has formed a deterrent to the whole world is all because of the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom of China, or in other words, it was forced out by us. "

"So what? If they really have this idea, then they should understand that if I can force the shadow men to such a degree, I can also force them to death!"

Hearing what Link said, Dumbledore's expression was obviously stunned, and then he smiled bitterly:

"I know that with your temper, it is impossible to invite them over in a good voice. After all, you can be said to be very impatient in your current state. After all, you still used force against them, right?"

Linkedan said:

"I just showed them a tape."

"Then the content of this tape must be very terrifying." Dumbledore continued shaking his head, "but I am more concerned about how many ministers came this time after you used such extreme means?"

"Why don't you go and see for yourself."

After Link finished speaking, the magic elevator stopped.

With the opening of the elevator door, a door with the W-shaped Ministry of Magic emblem engraved on it appeared at the end of the long corridor.

Link smiled slightly at Dumbledore, then took the lead out of the elevator and walked towards the door.

…

At the same time, in a conference room, dozens of Ministers of Magic from all over Europe and the United States are gathering together.

The conference room they were in was actually transformed from the conference hall of the Wizengamoor Council of the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom.

So no matter in all aspects, this conference room can be said to be the top class.

There are many ministers of the small Ministry of Magic present, and it is unlikely that they will even have access to a meeting that can be more high-end than this in this life.

However, even in such a beautiful meeting environment, the expressions of the ministers present were not very good-looking.

Because in the most central position of the entire conference hall, there was a guy in a formal dress, dressed like a field marshal, who was tied to a chair.

This person is naturally the Minister of Magic of France.

The French magic world is the most open and profoundly cultural magic world in Europe and even in the world. Naturally, its Minister of Magic has a high international status.

After all, many Ministry of Magic, including the American Magic Council, need to rely on the French magic market for foreign trade.

Therefore, most of the people present were no strangers to the French Minister of Magic.

Of course, in previous meetings, the French Minister of Magic has always maintained a very high demeanor.

The elderly Minister of Magic is among the ministers, and even has the reputation of the 'Classical Gentleman'.

But right now, this 'gentleman' is acting crazy.

Sometimes laughing, sometimes scolding, more often weeping.

If that's the case, it's really nothing.

There are no true friends in the business field, especially in the zz field.

In the face of such a desolate French Minister of Magic, the ministers present will never have any emotions such as pity, and more emotions appear in their hearts, just gloat.

Just above the head of the French Minister of Magic, there is still a holographic image powered by a memory crystal ball.

It repeatedly played the pictures of the allied forces of the Ministry of Magic of the Republic of China, under the leadership of Link, entering the French Ministry of Magic.

Just looking at the huge space teleportation formation unfolding over Furstenberg Square at that time, the terrifying disappearance spell spewing out of the teleportation formation, and the locust-like Aurors and striker coalition forces, many ministers of the Ministry of Magic were present. His face was pale, his legs were trembling, and he had the urge to run away.

And the remaining Ministers of the Ministry of Magic who were barely able to maintain their demeanor, when they saw the unscrupulous projection of the Aurors in the country, the W-shaped logo belonging to the Ministry of Magic of the country and the sea monster pattern belonging to the Foley family. When the chapters filled the sky of Paris, they finally couldn't hold back any longer.

All of them looked ugly and their chests kept rising and falling, obviously they were extremely angry.

But even so, none of them was willing to stand up and say a word of protest, but just sat there and kept staring at the other ministers of the Great Ministry of Magic.

I don't know how long it took, a woman with complicated accessories on her head stood up.

This move attracted the attention of everyone present.

This is largely because the woman is the current president of the Magical Congress of the United States, Sally Picquilly.

She herself obviously enjoyed the feeling of being noticed very much. She stretched her arms and showed the thunderbird pattern embroidered on her dress to everyone, and then said:

"Let me tell you a few words! Our Magic Congress of the United States has always been committed to maintaining the peace and stability of the magic world, supporting the weak, and upholding justice, often even at the expense of self-interest, which can be said to have paid a lot.

However, the Ministry of Magic of the country has recently completely ignored the "Secret Law" and the "Intermediate Contract of the International Confederation of Wizards" and attacked the French Ministry of Magic, captured and tortured our poor French Minister of Magic with extremely cruel means, and made a statement to the French Ministry of Magic. The world is occupied and ruled!

This fully exposes the sinister intentions of the Ministry of Magic to obstruct the stability and development of the world!

I have to warn the Ministry of Magic! The Magic Congress of the United States is unwavering in its determination to maintain regional stability! We strongly urge the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom to revoke the wrong decision immediately, and make corrections on this basis, not to go further and further down the dangerous and wrong road! otherwise! We will take firm and powerful countermeasures! "

Picquiri's words fell, and applause broke out in the conference hall.

However, many people were obviously just ceremonial supporters, so the applause quickly became sparse.

This made Piquelli's expression a little ugly.

Fortunately, the German Minister of Magic in the corner of the conference hall, a fat white man in a brown suit was still applauding vigorously.

Picquiri's face softened a little, and he gave the German Minister of Magic a teachable look.

The German Minister of Magic suddenly applauded even more vigorously, and a smirk appeared on his face.

"So you're going to declare war on the Ministry of Magic?"

At this moment, another nice female voice suddenly sounded.

Picquiri frowned, and saw a young woman in a gorgeous evening dress looking at her with a sneering look.

"Sophia August!"

Picquiri called out the name almost gritted his teeth.

The young woman on the opposite side smiled and spread out a lady's fan, covering half of her face, leaving only the pair of eyes with more and more sneering intent that continued to stare at Picqueri and said:

"Rude country girl! You should call me the Minister of Magic of the Goose Country!"

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people in the conference hall were a little restless.

Even the stupidest person can feel it, and now the smell of gunpowder between the two is getting stronger and stronger.

It's just surprising that Piquelli, who was originally gnashing his teeth, did not get angry when he heard the words, but chuckled lightly:

"You're still the same, August, so pedantic, embracing old ideas, unswervingly guarding your own class, looking down on others, and unwilling to innovate at all. Don't you understand, officially because you don't Willing to change, so the Ministry of Magic of the Goose Country will gradually decline and be overtaken by us?"

"The Ministry of Magic of the Goose Country has made far more reforms and innovations than you can imagine. Everyone has seen this. As for the word recession, it's even more nonsense!" August lost his smile. "Right now, I just want to clarify one thing. That is the mess you just made. Are you going to declare war with the Ministry of Magic?"

The smile that had been forced out of Picquiri's face suddenly froze.

She stared straight at August, and after a while, she said slowly:

"It's impossible to declare war, but I must condemn the actions of the Ministry of Magic! This is my duty as a member of the International Confederation of Wizards!"

"Come on, you shameless country girl!" August pointed to the projection in the center of the conference hall and said, "Everyone here was threatened by the Ministry of Magic because they received the videotape. That's why you came to the meeting? Since you are already sitting here, it already represents the fear and weakness in your heart, and what ruthless words are you talking about?"

After speaking, August provocatively displayed the folding fan in his hand.

The ministers of the Ministry of Magic, who had long seen Piquelli and the Magic Congress of the United States disliked, also began to applaud.

In terms of volume alone, it was even a bit louder than the applause given to Picqueri earlier.

Most importantly, the German Minister of Magic was also in the applauding crowd, with an excited and smug smirk on his face.

This made Piquelli's face dark with anger.

She glared at the German Minister of Magic, which directly stopped the German Minister of Magic's movements.

But despite this, the German Minister of Magic is still sneakily projecting August a look similar to that of a puppy looking at its owner.

At this moment, Picquily has no intention of competing with the German Minister of Magic anymore.

Ever since the first generation of the Dark Lord was defeated, and even the German Ministry of Magic was beaten up, the Minister of the German Ministry of Magic has always been this sloppy, head-to-mouse appearance.

After a long time, everyone will get used to it.

Finally glaring at the German Minister of Magic, Picquiri said to August sternly:

"You guessed wrong, August, how could I, as the chairman of the US Magic Congress, be afraid of intimidation from the Ministry of Magic of the United States? After all, the US Magic Congress is not the Ministry of Magic of the Goose Country. Our Aurors and Strikers are united and not afraid of any challenge! I am here only because I want to help someone who is threatened by the Ministry of Magic like you and has to be here. Ministers to discuss!

I am a messenger representing peace! And stupid people like you are always full of misunderstandings about me!

Just watch it! In a while, I will make a solemn protest and let the Ministry of Magic give us a statement! A word for the poor French Minister of Magic too! "

The French Minister of Magic, sitting in the center of the chamber, seemed to have heard his name being called.

With tears in her eyes, she turned her head to look at Picqueri.

Piquelli, on the other hand, still smiled like a Virgin. This picture had an indescribable sense of holiness, and it also made the meeting room strangely quiet.

After a while, the inspired people applauded and cheered again.

Picquiri also opened his arms again, showing everyone the thunderbird pattern on his dress, while casting a contemptuous look at Auguste.

At this moment, the door of the conference hall was opened.

In a black robe, the expressionless Link walked into the conference hall first, followed by Dumbledore in a gorgeous robe with a smile on his face.

In an instant, the applause and cheers that filled the entire conference hall stopped abruptly.

Even Piquelli himself quickly sat back to his actions with lightning speed, his face was calm, as if the person who spoke just now was not her.

Seeing this scene in August's eyes, she couldn't help but spread out her fan and sneered.