The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

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Looking at the long string of dark golden barrages in front of him, Link's throat twitched a little out of composure.

What is the effect of increasing the wearer's total magic power by 50%?

If this entry is placed on an ordinary wizard, it will at best increase battery life.

But Link is different!

His own magic power reserves have reached an astonishing level with the blessing of multiple super LV5 skills.

From a theoretical point of view, coupled with this 50% increase effect, the total amount of Link's magic power is almost comparable to that of senior legendary wizards like Voldemort and Dumbledore!

call--

Taking a deep breath, with a thought, Link replaced his resident title of "Dragon Slayer" with the title of "Minister of the Ministry of Magic".

In the next moment, Link only felt a violent magic power gushing out from his dantian, constantly surging in his body.

Sudden impact of such a large intensity, Link's magic power circuit couldn't bear it, and at the same time as a sharp pain hit, Link also temporarily lost control over the magic power.

Powerful magic power overflowed from Link's body without warning, setting off a storm of pure magic power in the office of the Minister of Magic.

Emily had already been pushed away.

It's the only thing Link does in a pinch.

But the rest of Link's surroundings aren't so lucky.

Desks, leather chairs, floors, ceilings, and even the alchemy curtain walls on the windows, etc.

All the items were smashed into pieces in an instant under this violent turbulent flow of magic power!

For a moment, the entire minister's office was in chaos.

Fudge's hard work all afternoon was ruined by Link!

"Link!"

After reacting, Emily yelled and rushed towards Link, regardless of the danger that might still exist.

She held Link who had stood up in her arms and breathed a sigh of relief after carefully confirming that Link himself hadn't suffered any injuries.

Link, on the other hand, closed his eyes, and it took a long time before he could barely control the majestic magic power in his body.

He stretched out his hand, patted Emily on the back lightly and comforted:

"I'm fine, but the magic power has increased by half all of a sudden, and I can't control it."

Emily didn't investigate why Link's magic power increased by half for no reason.

Having been with Link for so long, she has already accepted the fact that Link's strength will inexplicably rise every once in a while.

This is Link's secret, and she is sure that Link will tell her when the time comes, there is no need to ask.

Hearing that, she was just relieved.

Then he released several restoration spells in a row, barely repairing the desk and leather chair that had been reduced to debris on the ground, and then forced Link to sit down—this was because he was still worried about Link's physical condition.

If it were to be done as usual, Link would definitely not want to do it at this time.

Maybe I have to communicate with Emily in depth to prove my excellent physical fitness.

But this time, Link surprisingly didn't refuse.

He sat down slowly, and then looked at his hands with some excitement.

The bonus of the system has always been the real deal.

Therefore, his total magical power has indeed increased by nearly half, and he has officially reached the stage of a senior legendary wizard comparable to Voldemort and Dumbledore.

The only fly in the ointment is that the surge in the total amount of magic power has caused some burden on Link's body.

As a result, he couldn't use this part of magic power as freely as before.

From the perspective of combat effectiveness alone, this is actually a weakening of Link.

But this is not a big problem.

Thanks to the super high level of Occlumency, Link's mental power is enough to control such a huge magic power.

Then all that's left is the physical adaptation.

And this is very easy.

Link estimates that he only needs a period of time to adapt,

You can completely turn this part of the magic power into your own real power.

At that time, he will truly be on par with wizards of the level of Voldemort and Dumbledore.

In addition, there is "I am the minister!" "This series of hidden missions.

From the point of view of rewards, the rewards of this series of hidden missions are incredible!

The strength of the wearer's spell is increased by 50%!

The wearer's magic control is increased by 50%!

Each of the remaining two divisional title rewards can give Link a major boost in strength just like "Minister of the Ministry of Magic".

Not to mention that after completing all the three-ring tasks, there will also be a title reward that increases the three attributes by 60%!

You must know that titles cannot be worn overlappingly, and there is a built-in CD for switching titles, which takes about 2 seconds.

This means that Link can only wear one title for a short period of time!

And "I am the minister!" "The title is an increase that allows Link to have three attributes at the same time!

The most important thing is that Link feels that with the high increase in magic power control, the skyrocketing of the other two attributes will not bring too much burden to the body.

This is equivalent to saying that although the added attributes of this title far exceed those of "Minister of the Ministry of Magic", it will not take time to adapt as it does now.

After Link wears it, his strength will increase completely.

You can even go directly into the battle!

This is simply a BUG!

There are constantly appearing in my mind about my own acquisition of "I am the minister!" In various situations after ", Link was rarely fascinated and excited.

But these emotions only existed on Link's face for a few seconds.

Link hooked his fingers, and the cigars Fudge hid in the safe flew over automatically.

There was a snap of fingers, and the cigar was cut and lit.

call--

A dragon of smoke spewed out.

Amid the smog, the magic power of Occlumency also rapidly cooled Link's emotions, allowing Link's expression to return to calm.

A person's psychological age comes from experience, not just time.

Having experienced so many things with an adult mind since time travel, Link is no longer the impulsive young man he was in his previous life.

With the help of Occlumency, he is no longer a slave to his emotions, but a master of them!

And once he calmed down, the truth in this matter that was concealed by huge interests was revealed.

Are those rewards really that easy to obtain?

I'm afraid it's not likely, right?

You must know that in the previous mission prompt, the progress of the French Ministry of Magic has dropped a lot.

Coupled with the previous analysis with Dumbledore, Link can now be sure that France is the base camp of Voldemort and the shadow people.

System, this is tempting him to fight those black shadow men!

But so what!

Just be tough!

Anyway, they are going to have a fight!

This is not only related to the interests of the entire region and the Foley family, but also a battle for the blood of the king.

Simply absorbing the little king's blood that the shadow man used to display his ability to escape, and using the remaining bit of king's blood can make Link's skill level skyrocket by so much.

So what would be the effect if all the king's blood of the opponent was absorbed?

Link couldn't even think about it.

A trace of scarlet emerged from Link's eyes.

He got up from his seat and went to the window.

Looking out of the window into the incomparably deep darkness due to the destruction of the magic curtain wall, Link raised a smirk!

...

at the same time.

In the secondary living room of a large ancient castle.

The bonfire in the fireplace is burning brightly.

From the point of view of a professional fire starter, there is too much firewood in there.

Amidst the crackling sound of the firewood, there were faint sparks that kept jumping and wanting to jump out of the shackles of the fireplace and ignite the carpet outside to teach those who ignited them a profound lesson.

They succeeded easily.

But to their despair, when they precisely landed on the black-red carpet, the expected flames and smoke did not burst out.

The opposite of.

These sparks were extinguished with astonishing speed.

Under the light of the fire, a small monster was wriggling on the carpet with difficulty.

The monster's entire body was almost covered with bandages, and its entire lower body almost disappeared. It could only crawl on the ground relying on two claw-like incomplete palms.

And if you can hold back the uncanny valley fear of this kind of humanoid monster and go around to his front, you can see the other person's slender face without a nose.

Yes.

This monster is Voldemort.

To be precise, it was Voldemort after being attacked by Link's steam bomb.

Despite the warmth of the flames in the fireplace, Voldemort's body was trembling uncontrollably at this moment, and seemed very cold.

"Pa-ta--"

There was another crisp crackling sound from the firewood in the fireplace.

The flames rose sharply with the splintering of the wood, and also vaguely illuminated an area not far behind Voldemort, as well as a shadow man with only one arm.

And beside the shadow man was a huge mountain of corpses.

Black and red viscous blood continuously poured out from the bottom of the mountain of corpses, coating the smooth marble floor with a thick layer of blood, and dyed the wool carpet that was supposed to be like a white cloud into black and red.

"Next."

The one-armed black shadow man spoke softly.

That voice was unexpectedly nice, with a unique masculinity, but gentleness at the same time.

As soon as the words fell, a thin middle-aged man leaned out from the darkness and knelt tremblingly in front of the shadow man.

"Master...Master!"

The middle-aged man said tremblingly.

That expression was not fear, but excitement and worship.

It was as if it was his honor to be able to kneel here.

It's a pity that the one-armed black shadow man has no intention of talking nonsense with him at all.

Just nodding his head, the dagger in the hand of the one-armed black shadow man slammed into the left chest of the middle-aged man.

"Uh--"

Countless off-white rays of light flowed from the body along the dagger into the hand of the one-armed shadow man.

The middle-aged man's skin gradually lost its blood color and warmth, until the whole person lost his voice and turned into a cold corpse as if hit by a deadly curse, only then did the one-armed black figure draw out his dagger.

Plop!

The corpse of the middle-aged man fell into a pool of blood and became part of the huge mountain of corpses.

The one-armed black shadow man turned his head, observing his severed arm carefully.

There, countless gray-white rays of light are constantly winding and twisting, as if trying to break free from some kind of shackles.

But no matter how hard they tried, it was useless.

The one-armed black shadow man sighed long, and cast his gaze into the darkness again.

To his surprise, this time without him having to speak, a figure rushed out.

The person who came was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. She was wearing an ill-fitting rough benzene-brown suit that was often seen on maids. The apron tied around her body still had many wet marks and stains to make up for. Her blonde hair was like firewood. As dry and dry, one can tell by just looking at her that her life is very bad.

But in contrast to her bad image, she has a pair of extremely beautiful and pure blue eyes.

Those eyes were staring straight at the one-armed black shadow man at the moment, shining with anticipation and piety.

This froze the one-armed black shadow man's raised arm.

After a while, the one-armed black shadow man put down his dagger.

He looked at the girl condescendingly and said:

"Which family do you belong to?"

"Chai... Chasterfield..."

The little girl spoke weakly.

But as soon as she finished speaking, a woman in a luxurious dress rushed out from the darkness.

She pulled the little girl away, and then pushed another teenager who was covered in jewels like her to the one-armed black figure.

"Master...Master! That child...that child is my most useless child! She is a squib! She doesn't deserve this kind of honor at all! Let Little Rhodes come! He is the best!"

The woman spoke excitedly, and the young man in front of her also raised her head proudly.

The one-armed black shadow man glanced at them indifferently, but he came to the girl again and said:

"Are you a Squib?"

"Yes... yes, master..."

The little girl was trembling and crying as she spoke.

But it was strange that she didn't make any sound when she cried, as if she had trained for this for a long time.

Maybe it's because I feel that even if there is no disturbing cry, the appearance of myself crying is enough to disappoint.

So after reacting, she quickly lifted up her apron and kept wiping it.

It's a pity that such behavior not only did not stop the tears.

Instead, the stains on the apron were all wiped on the girl's face after being soaked with tears.

This scene made the one-armed black shadow man's body tremble unconsciously.

It was as if a certain string in memory had been touched.

He crouched down slowly.

The dark shadow that had been around him gradually dissipated, revealing the young face inside.

"You are a good boy, follow me from now on."

As he spoke, he stretched out his remaining hand.

The little girl dodged subconsciously in fear, but quickly reacted and pressed her face to her.

The one-armed black shadow man gently wiped away the tears and stains on the little girl's face, and then kissed her on the forehead.

Accompanied by his action.

The surrounding black mist that had dissipated from his body resurfaced again.

Driven by the off-white light from the severed arm of the one-armed shadow man as energy, they frantically poured into the little girl's body.

"what--"

The little girl couldn't bear it anymore.

She cried out terribly.

But soon, the crying disappeared again.

Because the little girl was pleasantly surprised to find that along with the unforgettable pain, some kind of huge power was constantly emerging in her body.

She tried to raise her hand, and a group of pitch-black magic flames burst out from her palm in an instant.

"I... I can cast spells? Mom! I'm not a Squib anymore!"

The little girl shouted excitedly at the lady.

But the joy on her face was so glaring to the lady!

The young man next to the lady was full of disbelief, looking at the little girl with viciousness in his eyes!

In his opinion, this little girl stole his chance!

But the next moment, a crisp slap hit his face.

He covered his face and looked at his mother beside him in disbelief.

But the lady forced a smile, pulled the boy to kneel down together, and respectfully said to the one-armed black shadow man:

"Master! Thank you for your gift to the Chesterfield family!"

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