The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Chapter 561 Gifts

Looking at the long series of dark golden barrages in front of him, Link's throat squirmed a little uncontrollably.

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

If this entry were placed on an ordinary wizard, it would only increase the battery life at best.

But Link is different!

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

If you look at it from a theoretical point of view, coupled with this 50% increase effect, Link's total magic power is almost comparable to senior legendary wizards such as Voldemort and Dumbledore!

call--

Taking a deep breath, Link made a thought and replaced his permanent title of "Dragon Slaying Warrior" with the title of "Minister of Magic of the Kingdom of China".

The next moment, Link felt a violent surge of magic power pouring out of his Dantian, surging wildly in his body.

After receiving such a strong impact suddenly, Link's magic circuit was a little unbearable. At the same time as a burst of pain hit him, Link also temporarily lost control of his magic power.

Powerful magic overflowed from Link's body without any warning, setting off a storm of pure magic 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 other things around Link aren't so lucky.

Office desks, leather chairs, floors, ceilings, even alchemical curtain walls on windows, and so on.

All the items were instantly chopped into pieces under the violent turbulence of magic!

For a time, the entire minister's office was in a mess.

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

"Link!"

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

She hugged Link, who had already stood up, and breathed a sigh of relief after carefully confirming that Link was not hurt.

Link, on the other hand, closed his eyes, and after a long time he was able to barely control the majestic magic power in his body.

He reached out his hand, patted Emily's back gently and comforted:

"I'm fine. It's just that my magic power suddenly increased by half, 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 had already accepted the fact that Link's strength would rise inexplicably every once in a while.

This was Link's secret, and she was sure that Link would tell her when the time came, so there was no need to ask.

She just breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Then he released several restoration spells in succession, 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 normal, Link would definitely not be willing to do it at this time.

Maybe I have to have an in-depth exchange with Emily to prove my excellent physical fitness.

But this time, Link surprisingly did not refuse.

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

The system's bonuses have always been real.

Therefore, his total magic 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 drawback is that the sudden increase in the amount of magic power has put some burden on Link's body.

As a result, he couldn't use this part of his 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 amount of magic power.

Then the rest is physical adaptation.

And this is easy.

Link estimated that he would only need a period of adaptation before he could completely turn this part of his magic power into his own real power.

By that time, he would truly be on par with wizards at the level of Voldemort and Dumbledore.

In addition, there is also "I am the Minister!" 》This series of hidden tasks.

In terms of rewards, the rewards for this series of hidden missions are simply incredibly generous!

The wearer's spell strength increases by 50%!

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

Each of the remaining two segmented title rewards can give Link a major improvement in strength just like "Minister of Magic of the Kingdom of China".

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

You should know that titles cannot be worn overlapping, and there is a built-in CD to switch 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 huge increase in magic control, the surge in the other two attributes will not put too much burden on the body.

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

After Link wears it, his strength will increase drastically.

You can even jump directly into the battle!

This is simply a BUG!

The thoughts about winning "I am the Minister!" kept popping up in my mind. 》In various situations after that, Link rarely showed a trace of intoxication and excitement.

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

Link hooked his fingers, and Fudge's cigar hidden in the safe flew over automatically.

There was a crisp sound of snapping fingers and the cigar was cut and lit.

call--

A smoke dragon spewed out.

As the smoke filled the air, the magic of Occlumency was also rapidly cooling down Link's emotions, causing Link's expression to return to calmness.

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

After traveling through time and space and experiencing so many things with an adult mind, Link is no longer the impulsive young man in his previous life.

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

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

Are those rewards really that easy to obtain?

I'm afraid that's not possible, right?

You must know that in the previous task 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 group of shadow people.

The system is tempting him to fight with those shadow people!

But so what!

Just be tough!

They have to fight anyway!

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

Simply absorbing the remaining king's blood that the shadow man used to use his abilities to escape could make Link's skill level skyrocket.

So what will be the effect if all the opponent's king's blood is absorbed?

Link couldn't even think about it.

A trace of scarlet emerged from Link's eyes.

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

Looking out the window at the deep darkness caused by the destruction of the magic curtain wall, Link raised a sinister smile on his lips!

……

at the same time.

In the auxiliary living room of a large old castle.

A bonfire was burning in the fireplace.

From the perspective of a professional fire-maker, the amount of firewood here is a bit too much.

Amidst the crackling sound of firewood, there were still faint sparks that were constantly jumping out of the confines of the fireplace, igniting the carpet outside, and teaching those who ignited them a profound lesson.

They succeeded easily.

But what made them despair was that when they landed accurately on the black-red carpet, the expected flames and smoke did not burst out.

The opposite of.

These sparks were extinguished at an alarming speed.

Under the light of the fire, a small monster was squirming hard on the carpet.

This monster was almost covered in bandages, and its entire lower body almost disappeared. It could only crawl on the ground with its two claw-like incomplete hands.

And if you can resist the uncanny valley fear of humanoid monsters and walk around to face him, you can see the other person's long and thin 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 constantly and seemed to be very cold.

"pat-"

The firewood in the fireplace burst out with a crisp crackling sound.

The fire suddenly swelled as the wood splintered, and vaguely illuminated an area not far behind Voldemort, as well as a shadowy man with only one arm.

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

Black and red sticky blood continued to gush out from under the mountain of corpses, coating the smooth marble floor with a thick blood film and dyeing the wool carpet that was originally white clouds into black and red.

"next."

The one-armed shadow man said softly.

The voice was unexpectedly pleasant, with a unique masculinity, yet gentle at the same time.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin middle-aged man leaned out of the darkness and knelt tremblingly in front of the shadow man.

"Lord...Master!"

The middle-aged man said tremblingly.

The expression was not fear, but excitement and admiration.

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

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

With just a nod, the dagger in the one-armed shadow man's hand was driven hard into the middle-aged man's left chest.

"Uh--"

Countless gray-white rays of light flowed from the body of the dagger into the hands of the one-armed shadow man.

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

Pfft!

The middle-aged man's body fell in a pool of blood and became part of the huge mountain of corpses.

The one-armed shadow man turned his head and carefully observed his broken arm.

There, countless gray-white lights are constantly twisting and twisting, as if trying to break free from some kind of restraint.

But no matter how hard they try, it's all in vain.

The one-armed shadow man let out a long sigh and cast his gaze into the darkness again.

What surprised him was that this time, a figure walked out impatiently without him having to speak at all.

The person who came was a little girl of eleven or twelve years old. She was wearing an ill-fitting, thick benzene suit commonly seen on maids. The apron she tied on her body was covered with many wet marks and stains. Her hair was as golden as firewood. It's so dry that you can tell just by looking at it that her life is not good.

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

The pair of eyes were staring straight at the one-armed shadow man, shining with expectation and piety.

This made the one-armed shadow man freeze his arms that were already raised high.

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

He looked down at the girl and said:

"Which family are you from?"

"Cha...Chasfield..."

The little girl said weakly.

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

She pulled the little girl away, and then pushed another young man, who was covered in jewels like her, in front of the one-armed shadow man.

"Master...Master! That child...that child is my most useless child! She is a squib! She is not worthy of this honor at all! Let little Rhodes come! He is the best!"

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

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

"Are you a squib?"

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

The little girl was shaking and crying as she spoke.

But it was strange that she made no sound when she cried, as if she had been training for this for a long time.

Perhaps he felt that even if there was no irritating cry, the look of him crying would be enough to turn people off.

So when she reacted, she quickly lifted up her apron and kept wiping it.

Unfortunately, such behavior did not stop the tears.

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

This scene made the body of the one-armed shadow man shake unconsciously.

It's like a certain string in the memory has been touched.

He slowly squatted down.

The black shadow originally surrounding him gradually dispersed, revealing the young face inside.

"You are a good kid. From now on, just follow me."

As he spoke, he stretched out his remaining hand.

The little girl subconsciously dodged in fear, but she quickly reacted and put her face close to him.

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

Along with his movement.

The black mist that originally dispersed from his body reappeared.

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

"what--"

The little girl couldn't hold it in any longer.

She cried miserably.

But soon, the cry disappeared again.

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

She tried to raise her hand, and a jet-black magic flame instantly bloomed from her palm.

"I...I can cast spells? Mom! I'm no longer a Squib!"

The little girl shouted excitedly to the lady.

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

The young man next to the noble lady had a face full of disbelief, and looked at the little girl with vicious eyes!

In his opinion, it was this little girl who stole his opportunity!

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 herself to smile, pulled the young man to kneel down with her, and said respectfully to the one-armed shadow man:

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