The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

A layer of platinum magic film instantly covered Dumbledore's body.

He instinctively pulled out his wand, and in the process, the tip of the wand in his hand shone with a bright white-gold holy light.

This reaction can almost be called stress!

For Dumbledore, this was quite disrespectful and humiliating.

He is a legendary wizard with the title of 'the strongest white wizard of this century'!

It's just that Dumbledore didn't have time to think about face issues at this moment.

The turbulent murderous aura that enveloped him was really terrifying!

Even if Voldemort's souls who attacked Hogwarts joined forces some time ago, what they brought him was only pressure, not a terrifying murderous aura!

If this is Mrs. Foley's reliance, then Dumbledore really wants to see it.

However, when he actually turned around and looked towards the source of the threat, he froze.

Because what caught his eyes was a black cannon muzzle.

The caliber of this gun barrel is not that big, only about 60 millimeters by visual inspection, but it exudes a terrifying murderous aura.

No.

To be more precise, the source of the terrifying murderous aura does not come from the artillery itself, but from the shells loaded in it.

Dumbledore sensed a taste of space attributes in it.

"Welcome! Welcome! Professor Dumbledore, I didn't expect you to come here in person!"

A voice that made Dumbledore feel a little familiar sounded.

He heard the reputation and looked around, and saw a scruffy boy coming out of the shadows with a smile, followed by a girl who was also not clean.

However, the girl was rather shy, and almost hid her whole body behind the boy, only sneaking her head out from time to time to observe the surrounding environment.

"Kennedy?" Dumbledore was slightly startled, "Why are you here?"

"Because they are now researchers of the Department of Mysteries." Mrs. Foley smiled and picked up the wine glass.

Dumbledore glanced at Mrs. Foley.

He actually wanted to say that the Department of Mysteries is an institution affiliated to the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom of China, and the research institute inside is also a member of the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom of China, not employees of the Foley family. Ministry of Magic rules and regulations.

If Fudge dared to do this in the previous term, it is estimated that Dumbledore would have scolded him.

But at this moment, considering Link's actual situation, Dumbledore finally changed his words:

"So... this is your masterpiece?"

When Big Kennedy saw Dumbledore pointing to the muzzle not far away, he immediately became excited.

He ran to the back of the cannon, and after a bang, he unloaded a cannonball engraved with ancient runes on the surface, holding it in both hands and said to Dumbledore:

"Look! Professor Dumbledore! This is the highest creation of the Ministry of Magic's alchemy technology! Space bomb! It is a space-type technology obtained by inverting the "Cluster Space Leap Technology".

Combined with the resulting Muggle Artillery technology. To be honest, the technical content here is actually not that high. But things like weapons don't need any sophisticated technology.

Even to a certain extent, the simpler the weapon, the easier it is to use. After all, the more sophisticated the weapon, the higher its maintenance cost. And ah, the power of this shell is already enough.

Professor Dumbledore, did you know?

But this shell is enough to tear open an irregular circular space crack with a diameter of twenty meters, and the enemy within this range is almost certain to die.

Not only that, it also has a space concussion attack with a radius of more than fifty meters.

Ordinary wizards who were hit by this kind of attack would probably die. "

Dumbledore's brows twitched twice.

He looked at the cannonball that Big Kennedy was holding, and then at the living room, which was actually not that spacious, and couldn't help but say:

"Mrs. Foley, aren't you afraid of accidentally injuring yourself by placing such a dangerous weapon here? Or is this the last resort you use to die together? And if that's the case, you put this thing out to threaten me , I’m afraid it’s a bit too much? You know, we are not enemies.”

"Hehehe—"

Mrs. Foley couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckled, "You misunderstood, Professor Dumbledore. This is not a means of killing each other. On the contrary, this weapon is quite controllable. I just want to prove to you that I do have It’s just the ability to protect yourself.”

Seeing that Dumbledore's expression was still puzzled, Mrs. Foley nodded to Big Kennedy.

Big Kennedy was a person with a strong desire to talk.

With Mrs. Foley's approval, he couldn't bear it any longer, and directly stuffed the "Space Bomb" into Dumbledore's face and said:

"Your worry is completely unnecessary, Professor Dumbledore! You know, how could I design such a low-level and uncontrollable work? So, the "Space Bomb" you have seen so far, That's completely controllable. Even in a room with such a small space right now, this "Space Bomb" can easily blow you up without hurting Mrs. Foley and Emily. A hair!

oh! Sorry, the example I used was a bit of a faux pas.

However, this is the truth! "

Dumbledore's face twitched twice.

In all honesty, the Kennedys made something really good.

It is a weapon that can injure or even kill legendary wizards.

But the premise is that it must be in a state where the object has no knowledge.

Once the target is prepared, it is basically impossible to kill or anything, at best it is just an injury.

This is especially true for Dumbledore, a powerful legendary wizard.

When you are mentally prepared, even if you can only defend against him, you can still be unscathed.

Big Kennedy obviously didn't notice Dumbledore's expression.

Unlike Newland and Sceffen, he and his sister have almost been hiding in the alchemy laboratory invested and built by Link for the past few years, living a life that can be said to be isolated from the world.

But they have produced so many excellent technologies and products with the support of Link.

This kind of feeling of night walk in brocade clothes is simply a kind of torture for the big Kennedy who likes to show off and talk!

He's going to be driven crazy!

So now that Dumbledore finally had such a high-status and familiar person, Big Kennedy broke out completely.

Almost as quickly as lightning, he took out a pile of ammunition from the traceless stretching spell bag hanging on his waist.

"Look! Look at this!"

Big Kennedy took the lead in picking up a steampunk rifle and said, "This is my favorite individual weapon, MK870, not only has two modes of full-automatic and semi-automatic, but also can fire physical ammunition and pure Magic ammunition. Especially the latter, there is a user who charges it with magic power. Do you know what this means? It means that as long as the user is capable enough, this weapon has unlimited ammo!"

Hearing that Dumbledore finally straightened his expression.

If this weapon is as capable as Big Kennedy said, then its actual combat effect must be quite good.

Emily, who was sitting in front of the fireplace, had a weird expression on her face.

Due to the influence of Link, Emily actually has a very deep knowledge and understanding of Muggle society.

So just as Big Kennedy took out that MK870, she already understood it. This is a completely counterfeit AK-47!

Not only this MK870.

Even among the pile of arms and weapons on the ground, most of them are imitation Muggle weapons.

Moreover, Emily didn't quite believe that these weapons really had such good effects as Big Kennedy boasted.

Otherwise, what the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic and the members of the hunter group prepared at this moment should not be magic wands and dragon-hunting crossbows, but magic-modified Muggle firearms!

After a long period of bragging, Big Kennedy finally had enough of his addiction.

Dumbledore's serious look made him very satisfied.

In the end, he straightened his face, and carefully lifted out a metal ball with an extremely smooth surface.

"This is?" Dumbledore asked suspiciously.

"The latest space anti-enchantment!" Big Kennedy said in a deep tone, "It is also a product obtained through the study of "Swarm Space Leap Technology", but it is different from the previous space shock bombs. "Space Leap Technology" props for countermeasures.

As long as it has it, the space with a radius of several kilometers will be completely locked. "

"Doesn't that mean that its effect is similar to the anti-apparition spell?" Dumbledore reached out to touch the ball.

"You can understand it this way, but its effect is much, much stronger than the ordinary anti-apparition spell." Big Kennedy knocked Dumbledore's hand off, "What I just said is locking the space. Ordinary The anti-apparition spell just unfolded a layer of membrane to cover this space. But this space lock completely locks the space. There is an essential difference between the two. In other words, The enchantment area it creates can lock the space transfer technology including Sky City, even if the opponent's space technology is more advanced than ours."

After Big Kennedy said, Dumbledore's expression changed completely.

Now he understood where Mrs. Foley's confidence came from.

There are powerful space bombs on the attack side, and 'space locks' on the defense side.

Such an arrangement can almost make Forli Castle ignore most of the attacks.

Even if Sky City really falls, it is estimated that the casualties of Forli Castle will be controlled within a controllable range.

Even Hogwarts, where Dumbledore himself sits, may not be able to achieve this effect.

"Link's backhand is really tough."

Dumbledore sighed, and then said with a kind smile, "This space lock, I think Hogwarts also needs one."

Big Kennedy moved quickly, Dumbledore had just finished speaking halfway, he had already put away the metal ball, and stared at Dumbledore with a vigilant look.

Although the two of them are currently in Forli Castle, an area with a 'space lock' arrangement.

In the future, it is unlikely that they will go to dangerous places inexplicably.

But everything is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

The 'space lock' in his hand was licensed by Link to them, and it was the last means of life-saving for the siblings.

If Dumbledore really snatched it away, they wouldn't be able to make a second one in a short time!

Seeing Big Kennedy's reaction, Dumbledore retracted his hand in embarrassment and smiled.

Mrs. Foley, who watched this scene, couldn't help laughing again.

She waved her hand, and Emily next to her slowly took out a silver-white suitcase from behind her.

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore, Link has already prepared it for you. Later, Percy will make a special trip to Hogwarts to help you install it."

Emily spoke and handed the suitcase to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore almost couldn't wait to open the suitcase, until he confirmed that the breath of space emanating from the metal ball inside was the same as the one in Big Kennedy's hand before, Dumbledore was relieved and said:

"If that's the case, then I'll take my leave. To tell you the truth, I actually have other work to do."

While speaking, Dumbledore pointed to himself.

Only then did Emily and the others notice that Dumbledore had put on an extremely solemn dress this time.

This is not common for a legendary wizard like Dumbledore who does whatever he wants. You must know that even when he attended the banquet held by Fudge, Dumbledore often only wore his dusty robe.

"Then, I wish you success in your work."

"Thank you Jiyan."

Mrs. Foley and Dumbledore made a final courtesy, and then Dumbledore walked into the fireplace and disappeared amidst the rise of magical flames.

The smiles on Mrs. Foley's and Emily's faces disappeared with Dumbledore's departure.

The Kennedy brothers and sisters cleared up the ammunition piled up on the ground early, and left the living room as if fleeing.

This made the atmosphere in the entire living room extremely dull.

Emily stared at the fire in front of her eyes, and said with a melancholy face:

"Link, you must be fine."

"Of course he'll be fine!" Madam Foley said firmly, "He's my son. No one can kill him. I firmly believe that."

"But... the enemy he faces this time is unprecedentedly powerful, if it is true..."

Mrs. Foley frowned and interrupted:

"If there is no if, you should have confidence in your fiancé. He will return safely, and then you should officially get married and have a bunch of little Foleys. This is what you should pay attention to, and the rest will be left to you. We'll be fine."

Emily blushed at what Mrs. Foley said.

If it was such a moment in the past, she should have followed the previous Kennedy brothers and sisters and left as if fleeing.

But as soon as he thought of Link's current dire situation, all the embarrassment dissipated, leaving only melancholy silence.

"My son will definitely win. After all, what his father planted in his body should grow by now. If it doesn't work, I'll just add some fertilizer to it."

Mrs. Foley drew a dagger and murmured in a voice only she could hear.

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