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At this moment, an incomprehensible force burst out of Mrs. Foley's body.

Being clamped by his neck by those not-so-big hands, Old Klie couldn't break free for a while, and couldn't speak, so he had to kick and struggle with his tongue.

At this time, Emily, who had originally looked resolute, could not help but finally reddened her eyes when she saw Mrs. Foley.

He whimpered and wanted to hug Mrs. Foley, but was pushed aside roughly.

Mrs. Foley looked like a fierce lioness right now.

Her hideous face that was distorted by anger made everyone bow their heads with guilty conscience.

You must know that although Link suddenly entered the "Mike Transformation State" on the battlefield before exploding and gained the power to almost fight Voldemort, no one dared to pack a ticket to say that Link could come back safely this time.

Voldemort, that is the dark cloud that has enveloped the entire world of magic for more than ten years!

Which of these people here didn’t grow up listening to Voldemort’s horror stories?

Even with Link's ideological transformation, most of these people still only dare to use the ‘mysterious man’ as a substitute for Voldemort.

Among all people, Old Klie is undoubtedly the most disturbed.

Before, Link took the lead to retreat with one step before it was his order.

From the standpoint of the time, his decision was not wrong.

Because they had become a drag on Link at that time, it was good for Link to leave as soon as possible.

But at this moment these things really cannot be said.

Who knows how Mrs. Foley, in a rage, would understand what he did?

In fact, Old Kled’s worries are completely unnecessary.

Because Mrs. Foley didn't even think about investigating why these people came back and Link didn't come back.

At least I didn't want to pursue it now.

With a big wave of her hand, a shop window in the corner turned over, revealing a brand new fireplace.

"Everyone will follow me back to Diagon Alley now, I want to..."

"No way!"

Before Mrs. Foley had finished speaking, Old Kled interrupted with gritted teeth.

If Link is on the battlefield and there is a greater chance of returning, then Mrs. Foley will basically be dead after Mrs. Foley has gone.

This will directly lead to the complete collapse of the Foley family.

After all, if Link is really unfortunately killed, then the Foley family still needs Mrs. Foley to take the helm.

However, Old Kled overlooked one point.

That is all the strength of Mrs. Foley, in fact, comes from Link.

It is because of such a stupid son that she insists on doing things that even her husband can't do well, and demands perfection in everything.

Now that something happened to Link, she didn't have any interest in taking care of other people or other things at all.

Listening to Old Kled's voice, Mrs. Foley didn't say a word, just turned around and looked at each other coldly.

Beckman, who had been silent on the side, pulled out his wand and pointed it at Old Klie.

At the same time, dense footsteps sounded around the secret room.

Dozens of old saints in dark robes walked out from every corner and surrounded the hunter and old Klie with the old saints who had returned from the battlefield.

There was even a faint green light gleaming on the tip of the staff they held high.

As long as Beckman or Mrs. Foley gave an order, the death curse that was gaining momentum would be poured out.

Seeing this, the hunters who had been killed and injured instantly became panicked.

Old Klie was even more sad.

As a centralized organization with Link as the absolute core and even personality cult, the disadvantages of the Foley family are undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Link was fine at the time.

Whether it is an old saint or hunter, or some other people with ulterior motives, they will unconditionally choose to surrender.

But if Link had something to do, it would be finished.

The whole family will fall apart in an instant.

If you insist, the current situation may be better.

After all, it was only the west wind that overwhelmed the east wind, and after the hunting gesture power was reduced or even died, at least the Foley family would continue to exist, but the power would be much weakened.

Mrs. Foley was not as sentimental as old Kled.

Since knowing that Link might be in an accident, Mrs. Foley has returned to the tough and ruthless look that had been in charge of the Foley family for more than ten years in the past.

She knew exactly what idea her father was playing.

But she doesn't care.

Because the act of old Klie and others coming back alone is even more damn!

Thinking of this, the murderous intent in Mrs. Foley's eyes became stronger again.

But at this moment, another strong spatial fluctuation came from the secret room.

Circles of ripples twisted and stirred from the air. Si Gefen and Newland appeared first and fell to the ground severely, directly hitting nosebleeds.

Immediately afterwards, Link's figure slowly emerged in the ripples.

"Link!"

"commander!"

"Patriarch!"

...

The confrontational atmosphere of serious killing in the secret room disappeared instantly.

Everyone screamed and rushed towards Link.

Mrs. Foley and Emily once again showed an extraordinary weird power.

They quickly pulled away the old saints or hunters who were in the way, and straightly supported Link who fell abruptly to the ground and almost fell, and then quickly fumbled on Link with both hands to check the injury.

Although in the previous battle Mike has shown a very high combat literacy.

But his desperate madness still caused Link's body to be covered with bluish-black bruises of various sizes, and some areas even rotted directly - this was due to the erosion effect of Voldemort's blood mine.

Carefully counting Link’s wounds, Madame Foley and Emily’s tears kept rolling down like broken pearls.

Especially Mrs. Foley.

Without witnessing it with her own eyes, it is difficult for her to imagine the fierceness of the battle at the time that caused Link to suffer so much damage.

Link's face was distorted by their movements, but he still stretched out his hand to wipe the tears off their faces, and then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The laughter was so crazy that the hunters who were still squeezing forward in the secret room involuntarily stopped their movements and looked at each other.

But the next moment, everyone saw Link holding up a pure gold cup.

This is Hufflepuff's gold cup.

It is also the ultimate goal of their trip.

The appearance of the Jinbei reminded everyone.

Their mission this time has been successfully completed.

Moreover, it was completed under the obstruction of Auror and Voldemort!

There was a short lag, and the deafening cheers made it easy for the crowd to explode.

Everyone who experienced that battle looked at Link in the middle of the crowd with fanatical eyes, and even the severely wounded wounded stood up and cheered for Link.

Only they knew what Link did.

That's Voldemort!

It was the existence of terror that reduced the population of wizards in the country by more than 30% (death plus immigration) in a few years.

Most of the wizards of the country would tremble in fear just hearing this name.

But so what?

Hasn't it been defeated by their owner, Link Foley?

Yes, that's right.

In the eyes of the hunters, Voldemort was defeated in this round!

And most importantly, Link is currently less than twenty years old!

A teenager who is less than twenty years old has already possessed the power comparable to the top figures in the wizarding world, so if he waits for him to grow up for a few more years, what brilliant results will Link create?

No one in the room dared to make a jump on this.

All they can do now is cheer!

Newland and Si Gefen stared blankly at Link, who was surrounded by the crowd, and forgot to wipe the nosebleed that was still flowing.

By now, after seeing the gold cup in Link's hands, they knew what happened no matter how stupid they were.

But despite this, they are still in a dream.

When it comes to the results of the battle between Link and Voldemort, they actually know better than others.

Because at the last moment of the teleportation, they saw the terrifying beam of light rising into the sky and blasting off Voldemort's little belly!

This kind of thing that they couldn't even imagine in their most absurd dream actually happened in reality now...

"Long live Lord Foley!"

Si Gefen stood up suddenly, cheering frantically on his face.

And Newland, who reacted, also supported Si Gefen to prop up his shivering body, and joined the enthusiastic team.

At this moment, they are the same as everyone here, convinced that Link will lead them to realize their ideals!

No matter how outrageous and absurd their ideals are!

"Little button! Little button! Where have you been? Go get ready, we have a banquet to celebrate!"

Accompanied by Link's shout, the little house elf button appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.

He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and bowed to Link and Mrs. Foley, then screamed and started to prepare the house elves in the castle.

Upon seeing this, the crowd immediately thought of a more high-pitched cheering!

...

The big guy does need a banquet.

The previous battle puts too much pressure on everyone, and even Link urgently needs to vent.

As a result, when everyone received the initial treatment and saw the huge amount of food presented by the small buttons, except for a few seriously injured hunters who were dying, almost all the active people were thrown into the grand carnival.

All kinds of delicious dishes are eaten at will by everyone.

Fine wine is everyone's favorite.

Although Mrs. Foley and Emily had been persuading Link and the other wounded not to drink too much alcohol, no one wanted to pay attention to them at all in the face of such a magnificent scene.

After listening to Link's story that Si Gefen and Newland released the Australian Protein Eyes for Link to gain a chance to get away, the two of them undoubtedly became the most popular presence in the entire banquet.

Even Mrs. Foley and Emily glared at them with a pair of red eyes and toasted them a glass of wine to show their gratitude, let alone the other evil hunters who wanted to drunk young people.

The enthusiasm of the people directly caused the night to come, and the hunters who gathered together became drunk.

Surprisingly, Newland hasn't fallen yet. He seems to have an inhuman talent for resistance to alcohol.

Of course, it may also be cheating.

His face flushed, and struggling to remove Si Gefen, who was clutching at him like mud, looked up and saw that a huge ice crystal Christmas tree had been erected in the middle of the auditorium for some time.

The Christmas tree shone brilliantly under the light of various magical auras, and there were countless colorful gift boxes stacked under the trees.

Newland knows that these gift boxes are not just for decoration.

He had just seen Mrs. Foley asking someone to load there a lot of treasures from the secret room of the Foley family.

Anyone can go to the bottom and choose a favorite gift box as their own Christmas gift.

This can be regarded as a Christmas present for everyone from Mrs. Foley.

As today's great hero, Newland is naturally qualified to take it.

But at this moment, it is very rare that he didn't mean to touch those gifts, but looked up at the gorgeous Christmas tree madly.

"Today is Christmas Eve..."

Newland muttered to herself, and then struggled to stand up and kicked Si Gefen's extended hand again, and stumbled towards the outside of the castle.

"Mr. Verder, are you looking for a toilet?"

A sharp voice suddenly came from her side, and Newland turned her head and saw the small button, the house elf butler of the Foley's house, looking at him with piercing eyes, while speaking, he was leaning in one direction.

Obviously, this is showing him the direction to the toilet.

This kind of thing has been done countless times today.

Although wizards can cheat with potions to dissolve the effects of alcohol on them.

But the drunk fluid still has to be metabolized after all.

Newland thought for a long time with his alcohol-eroded head before realizing that the little button was talking to him.

He remembers that the last time he was called this was on the Hogwarts admission letter sent by the Owl on his 11th birthday.

After all, he didn't have a father since he was a child, he was brought up by his mother.

Under his intentional guidance, others either directly call him by his first name, or call him insulting words such as bad species, trash, and mud species, even his Muggle neighbors are no exception.

Time passed so long that Newland himself felt unfamiliar with this title.

"I... I'm going home."

After a little emotion, Newland said weakly.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across the face of the little button.

There is no shuttle service in Forli Castle, and people who can enter Forli Castle in the past did not need this service at all.

Even if they are drunk as they are now, they often have servants in carriages coming to pick them up.

Hunters or old saints would simply choose to stay in the farm dormitory around Foley Castle, which was also a temporary dormitory when they were on duty anyway.

However, Newland obviously does not have these conditions.

As a housekeeper's professionalism, the small buttons quickly concealed the difficult color on his face. His huge eyes blinked twice quickly, and he said:

"Mr. Verder~lightnovelpub.net~ You are in a state that is not suitable for going home alone. Can you tell me where you live? I can also send someone to drive you back."

Anyone who is familiar with Newland will understand that this sentence of Little Button is actually very presumptuous.

Newland’s view of his home is extremely important, but anyone who inquires about his home's information will surely usher in Newland's cruelest revenge.

And this kind of retaliation is indistinguishable, and Newland doesn't care whether the other party deliberately probes or does it unintentionally.

But now.

Perhaps the effect of alcohol on Newland's brain is too great.

Hearing that he turned his head to look at the giant Christmas tree in the lively auditorium behind him, and muttered:

"Spinning Street..."

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