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Little Zangwill was still applauding secretly in his heart.

He also has long been very unhappy with this Yuri Saladin.

Especially the other party's behavior of pretending not to speak, and treating them like monkeys is even more infuriating.

So the harder Link taught Yuri Saladin, the happier he felt.

Anyway, the one who did it was Link.

As long as Yuri Saladin was not directly killed here, then this matter has nothing to do with their Zangwill wand shop.

From Zangwill Jr.'s point of view, Link asked Yuri Saladin to knock his head and leave after a few bangs. This kind of operation is simply taking the scale to the extreme.

It's so accurate!

However, at this moment, after seeing Yuri Saladin vomiting blood, little Zangwill's originally flying heart sank instantly.

Could it be, this guy was really beaten up, right?

Shouldn't it?

Little Zangwill's face turned pale, and he leaned forward tremblingly, and held Yuri Saladin, who was still vomiting blood, into his arms.

He has also studied healing techniques for a while.

This is a tradition in his family, the Zangwill family originally started by being a well-known therapist.

This tradition has continued to his generation. Of course, it is impossible to go to the magic hospital for medical treatment.

But at least it can help people check their bodies and see what's going on.

But when Zangwill Jr. poured magic power into Yuri Saladin's body with the technique of a healer, his face changed instantly.

became extremely gloomy.

This is not because Yuri Saladin's injury is too serious.

It was because, according to the investigation results, all the functions of the other party's body were considered normal except for the relatively weak kidneys.

But Yuri Saladin was vomiting blood continuously,

And from the perspective of observation at the magical level, his overall vitality is continuously weakening at an almost weird speed!

At this moment, Yuri Saladin's bloody hands suddenly grasped Zangwill's shirt.

His pair of eyes that were about to slacken were firmly locked on the eyes of little Zangwill, and there was a faint sound coming out of his mouth.

Little Zangwill instinctively bent over to listen carefully.

But the next moment, Yuri Saladin spurted out another mouthful of blood, and then completely lost his voice.

This is dead?

What the hell?

Little Zangwill, who was sprayed with blood all over his face, had a dull expression.

He really couldn't understand what was going on.

Could it be that Yuri Saladin felt that he couldn't bear this kind of grievance, so he was pissed off by himself?

This is not impossible.

After all, the magic power in a wizard's body is related to his own emotions.

If the wizard's emotions get out of control to a certain extent, his magic power will also undergo unpredictable changes.

"Master, are you okay?"

An old wizard in a suit approached young Zangwill, speaking in a low voice.

Hearing this, little Zangwill reacted from the shock.

He looked around and found that the old wizard had surrounded the scene with other wizards in suits, preventing the rest of the guests in the banquet hall from approaching. He finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"Disperse the crowd at the scene, and then do a good job of keeping these people secret."

He threw Yuri Saladin's body from his arms to the ground like garbage, and then began to wipe the blood on his body, "By the way, clean up this place."

The old wizard bent over and asked for instructions again:

"Are you going to return Lord Saladin's body to his attendants? Those people are making a fuss."

Little Zangwill glanced in the direction the old wizard pointed.

Sure enough, I saw a large group of Arab wizards with a large cloth wrapped around their heads like Yuri Saladin holding up their wands, chattering non-stop.

If it weren't for the Zangwill family's wizards in suits blocking them, they might have rushed into the crowd by now.

Little Zangwill slowly looked away.

After taking several deep breaths, he calmed down his emotions and said with a blank expression:

"I said, keep it secret."

"Yes, I understand, young master!"

The old wizard bowed and said yes, with a grin on his face.

He raised his head slowly, and made a gesture of wiping the necks of the wizards in suits around him.

The next moment, a series of continuous green glows flickered in the crowd.

And under the light of this green glow, little Zangwill left the banquet hall without looking back.

He took out his wand in front of a portrait of a sunflower in the corridor on the third floor, and lightly tapped the third petal clockwise on the painting.

The portrait suddenly split open, revealing the dark portal in the middle.

Little Zangwill walked in with some trepidation, knelt down towards a serpentine statue in the center of the secret room in the darkness, and said reverently:

"Master, a pure-blood noble wizard named Link visited my shop just now, and killed Yuri Saladin who was invited by you."

As soon as little Zangwill finished speaking, the serpentine statue in the center of the secret room seemed to come alive, and slowly opened his closed eyelids.

A pair of golden vertical pupils stared at little Zangwill firmly, the pupils were full of murderous intent.

...

On the square of the Palace of Fontainebleau.

Link and his party have boarded the flying carriage again.

With a shout from old Kled, the carriage quickly lifted into the air under the cover of a special Muggle repelling spell.

Furong still hasn't recovered from the previous misfortune.

She sat in the carriage with a terrified expression, lowered her head, and rubbed the hem of her skirt with both hands.

Emily sat next to her.

Although she didn't have a good impression of Furong, Emily still had great sympathy for Furong after experiencing the series of events just now.

These things can be said to be nightmares for any girl.

In a rare way, she showed her gentle side to outsiders, hugging Fu Rong's shoulders, and said something in a volume that only the two of them could hear clearly.

"Link, that guy called Saladin, shouldn't that be a problem anymore?"

Suddenly, Emily turned her head and asked loudly.

Link raised the corner of his mouth slightly when he heard this, nodded and said:

"It's natural. I left a compound magic power in that guy's body, which will continue to erode his vitality. There will only be one end for him, and that is death! Even if Merlin is alive, there is absolutely no way to put him down To be rescued, this, I dare to guarantee."

Furong also raised her head slightly, looking at Link with worry in her eyes.

"Did you hear that too? That shit Saladin is dead! That's why Link forgave him just now. After all, he has already paid the price with his life. You should be more generous. As for the subsequent revenge of the other party Question..." Emily continued to comfort, "You should also rest assured! Didn't you see that Professor Dumbledore is here? Even if the other party retaliates, so what? Can they still fight against Professor Dumbledore? ?”

Fleur instinctively looked at Dumbledore, and Dumbledore nodded with a matching smile.

Seeing this, Furong was slightly relieved.

For Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of this century, most people always have a magical self-confidence, as if Dumbledore can solve anything if he comes forward.

The same is apparently true of Hibiscus.

Emily continued to comfort Fleur.

After a while, Fu Rong let go completely, threw herself into Emily's arms and began to cry.

This made Link and Dumbledore, who were sitting opposite them, quite emotional.

Think back to when Fu Rong came to participate in the triwizard hegemony as a warrior of Beauxbatons, how beautiful it was.

But now, it has fallen to such a situation.

Even today, if Link and the others happened to be in Zangwill's wand shop today, Fleur's situation would have been even worse.

What's going on here?

Fleur didn't take the initiative to say, and neither Link nor Dumbledore planned to ask.

After all, this must be a sad story that makes people sigh. Forcing Furong to tell it is tantamount to pouring salt on Furong's wound.

The group returned to the Nicole Flamel Manor in such an extremely quiet manner.

The extravagant decoration in this manor far exceeds Zangwill's wand shop, which is obviously beyond Fleur's expectations.

Until she was brought into the main hall inside Nicole Flamel's manor, Fu Rong was still blushing, lowered her head, and looked embarrassed as if she was terrified and afraid to make any movements.

In the end, it was Emily who took the lead. Relying on her familiar relationship with Furong in the carriage, she took Furong to the room, and first changed her ugly Zangwill waitress uniform.

After Fleur and Emily left, Dumbledore and Link sighed deeply again.

Furong's performance...was a bit too distressing.

On the other hand, Old Klein didn't find anything strange.

He actually wanted to complain a long time ago.

When Link and Emily first came to Nicole Flamel's estate, they said that they were countrymen and came to the city, and they were completely nonsense.

No matter how you say it, Link and Emily have seen the world since they were young.

What they showed when they entered Nicole Flamel's estate was only shock and excitement.

This is at best a slight gaffe, far from being a countryman entering the city.

When a real countryman enters the city, he should look like Furong now.

Trembling, fidgeting.

I dare not touch anything, for fear of being damaged by others.

As for the saying that Furong's family is quite rich and has seen a lot of things in the world.

Old Klein only wanted to laugh even more after hearing this.

Even in countries like France and the United States, which are superficially free and extremely open to magic, the most solid wall behind the scenes to stabilize the status of top people is still blood.

Where can a family with Veela blood get rich?

How many worlds can you see?

I was dying of laughter!

Of course, Old Kret wouldn't tell Link about these things.

Because, there is no need!

At the same time, Link and Dumbledore have also recovered from the heavy atmosphere brought by Fleur.

Dumbledore pursed his lips, frowned slightly and said to Link:

"Link, you're acting a little too high-profile today. I'm afraid the shadow people have already got the news that we have come to France."

Link said with some disdain:

"So what? The great thing is that we made this trip in vain this time. If the other party really mobilizes people to encircle us, let's not talk about whether they can stay, I'm afraid they will suffer a big loss, right?"

Throwing rats.

This is a universal truth.

Even the reason why the Muggle world can maintain a peaceful posture with the wizarding world is precisely because of the same reason.

The shadow people can indeed take advantage of being in their base camp to quickly attack Link and others.

On Link's side, he can also summon the hunter group and Auror troops.

In addition, Link and Dumbledore are both veteran legendary wizards.

If the two sides go to war, Link and Dumbledore may indeed be wiped out directly.

But at the same time, the French wizarding world can't even think about continuing to exist.

Don't even think about maintaining the secrecy law.

In a war of this level, the aftermath of the battle alone is enough to destroy Paris and even half of France several times!

So for the time being, they can still continue their activities in France for a while.

The only thing to pay attention to here is to grasp the scale.

If the Sombra people were really in a hurry, or waited until the Sombra people solved the hidden danger, then it would be Link who caught the blind.

"And ah..."

Link squinted at Dumbledore and said, "I didn't know who it was just now, and I was anxious to help translate what Saladin insulted us. It seemed that I was afraid that I wouldn't be angry."

Dumbledore smiled awkwardly.

What he did was indeed a little unreasonable.

But he couldn't help it.

After all, what Saladin said was too irritating and funny.

"Okay, okay, I admit that I am also wrong in this matter, so let's not talk about it."

Dumbledore waved his hand, and changed the subject helplessly, "You should also be clear, I just regret that we failed to collect useful clues during this journey. And after this incident, The shadow people will definitely be more vigilant. Next time we want to sneak into France so easily, but it will not be so easy."

Hearing this, Link also sighed deeply.

This time is their best chance to find out the shadow man's details.

It's a pity they didn't get the desired result.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire hall became a little dull.

Both Link and Dumbledore lowered their heads and remained silent, thinking about the corresponding countermeasures.

Such thinking activities were finally interrupted by a series of light footsteps.

Link and Dumbledore looked up at the source of the sound almost at the same time, and saw that Fleur, who had put on Emily's white spring dress, was walking slowly towards them accompanied by Emily.

Link's eyes were a little straight.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard for anyone to believe that a set of clothes can bring about such a big change.

If you say that Fleur, who was wearing the hostess outfit of Zangwill's wand shop before, is a bright rose full of pure temptation.

So today's hibiscus is a small white butterfly dancing among the flowers in spring.

Cute, warm and full of vitality that symbolizes youth.

"Ahem——"

Emily's coughing and the accompanying deadly roll of the eyes prompted Link's dilated pupils to refocus into a small dot.

He quickly restrained the expression on his face, sat up straight, and looked at Emily with a straight face.

"Furong has something to ask us."

Emily said concisely.

After speaking, he pulled Emily and sat down opposite Link and Dumbledore.

Throughout the process, Emily never left Link's eyes.

But strangely, a smile appeared on her originally angry face.

This is not a mocking sneer.

But Emily is happy from the bottom of her heart.

After all, Link is already interested in staring at other beauties.

This shows that Link's body has recovered.

Then their plan to have a baby at night can continue to be carried out.

Thinking about this, Emily couldn't help licking her lips.

Link, who was sitting not far from him, couldn't help but put his legs together again.

For the interaction between the young couple, Dumbledore was not interested at all.

As soon as Fu Rong sat down, he smiled and said:

"Furong, what exactly is it? Can you tell us in detail?"

Fu Rong's face was flushed because of Link's aggressive gaze just now.

These flushes even spread to her silver hair, creating a spectacle.

She looked up at Dumbledore, then at Link, her expression looked extremely tangled.

But in the end, she gritted her teeth, stood up from the sofa and bowed to everyone:

"Link, Emily, and Professor Dumbledore, I really appreciate you helping me today. If it weren't for you, I might be...I'm afraid..."

Fu Rong choked up and couldn't continue, Emily reached out to help her again, but Fu Rong refused.

"Please! Save my sister! Gabriel, Gabrielle is really in danger now!" Fu Rong covered her face and cried bitterly, "Oh my God! I'm really... so shameless! I actually said Come out! These demands are too much! I..."

Fleur gradually fell into a state of confusion.

She began to speak incoherently, uttering words like danger, Gabriel, help, and so on.

Both Dumbledore and Link looked at Fleur with pity, and Emily was about to cry because of Fleur's sadness.

But when the word 'Beauxbaton' came out of Fu Rong's mouth, Link's expression changed instantly.

All the expressions that were originally caused by pity and pity disappeared on Link's face, and replaced by endless coldness.

Link raised his right index and middle fingers slightly.

A faint blue magical power flooded into Fu Rong's brain in an instant, directly extinguishing all the sorrow in her heart, and she sat on the ground blankly as if she had lost her thinking function, at a loss for what to do.

"You mentioned Beauxbatons just now?" Link stood up, looking at Fleur commandingly, "What happened there that put Gabriel in danger?"

"Professor Maxim is crazy, and Beauxbaton is no longer the same Buxbaton!"

Furong involuntarily spoke out the answer in her heart.

After saying that, he opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Link in horror.

Link's posture at the moment is in stark contrast to his previous one.

It was so big that she could hardly accept it.

Dumbledore and Emily looked at Link with complicated eyes.

Although they know it's Occlumency at work.

But this is too...

In the entire hall, only old Klein was still smiling.

He looked at Link with a smile on his face, with a smile written all over his face.

How can a person who can control the entire magic world of the country of Ying around, and finally ascend to the highest throne of the magic world of the country of Ying, be a soft-hearted person?

He may be touched by Furong's beauty and experience.

Even release some superfluous kindness.

But this doesn't mean that Link will forget his real goal and bottom line because of women!

Such Link is the best patriarch of the Foley family!

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