Harry Potter: Transmigrated Detective Link

The Order of Merlin's medal-awarding ceremony is a special honor granted when the Order of Merlin confers third-class or above medals.

Every time this happens, the members of the Order of Merlin will gather together to celebrate the addition of a new member.

However, as the second-lowest level among the Order of Merlin medals, the third-class medal's awarding ceremony scale is actually quite small.

Generally speaking, in such small-scale events, having a few seniors of the same third class come to support you, along with a second-class medal recipient personally awarding you, is already quite respectable.

The unluckiest should be someone like Lockhart.

Lockhart's Order of Merlin third-class medal was actually obtained through the development of the Advanced Memory Charm. He himself relied on the Advanced Memory Charm to unscrupulously steal other people's stories.

Strictly speaking, he is also a genuine member of the Order of Merlin.

However, due to his terrible reputation among the upper echelons of the British magical community, not a single member of the Order of Merlin attended his award ceremony.

So he could only hold the medal, which had been delivered by owl, and amuse himself by throwing his own awarding ceremony.

In the end, he even submitted a photo of himself wearing the medal and grinning to the Daily Prophet, which appeared on the front page the next day.

In response to this, Link truly had nothing to say. He could only say that if we're talking about shamelessness, Lockhart is definitely one of the top figures in the entire magical world.

However, Lockhart's situation was just a special case. Link's awarding ceremony naturally wouldn't be that shabby, especially considering Link was the only child of the Flamel family, and his recommender was none other than Dumbledore.

Thus, when Link arrived at the Ministry of Magic's banquet hall at the time indicated on the invitation letter, he saw a scene as lively as the Hogwarts Christmas Feast.

Nearly a hundred "Order of Merlin" members in various formal outfits were gathered in the hall, freely chatting in different small circles.

One had to admit, people with class really are different. Even with so many people packed into the hall and talking, everyone was consciously lowering their voices.

This made the entire hall not seem noisy at all.

"Link, don't be nervous. Just do as we discussed beforehand." Looking at the crowd ahead, Madam Flamel whispered to Link.

This left Link somewhat speechless, because Madam Flamel's fingers were trembling slightly, she looked more nervous than him.

Of course, Link also understood that this wasn't really nervousness, but excitement. Excited that her son had achieved such success, and that her years of effort had finally been validated.

"Mother, we should go in. Otherwise, we'll be late."

Seeing how emotional Madam Flamel looked, Link finally reminded her. Only then did she come back to her senses, hastily composed herself, and led Link into the venue.

The atmosphere in the hall remained harmonious. But after Link and Madam Flamel entered, it became even more enthusiastic.

Almost everyone present gathered around them, forming a circle around Link and Madam Flamel, complimenting Link's intelligence and talent one after another.

Faced with this scene, Link only kept nodding, not even bothering to smile.

This was exactly the "just as we discussed beforehand" that Madam Flamel had mentioned, and Link, who didn't enjoy hypocritical socializing to begin with, completely approved of this approach.

Madam Flamel, however, was quite in her element. She responded gracefully to everyone's flattery, not too warm, not too cold. Compared to the others' enthusiasm, she even seemed a little aloof.

But no one felt offended by Madam Flamel's responses, because they all knew this was simply the kind of person she was, and she had the right to behave like that.

On the contrary, perhaps because Madam Flamel was in a good mood and would occasionally smile, those people even felt flattered by her reactions.

After those small-time figures had finished greeting them, a chubby man, large in size and seemingly harmless, was finally escorted in front of Link.

"Good afternoon, Madam Flamel." The fat man first saluted Madam Flamel, and then exaggeratedly made a surprised expression toward Link. "Oh! You're Link? Truly a young hero!"

As he finished speaking, the fat man deliberately puffed out his chest, making Link notice the medal hanging on it.

It was a shield-shaped medal with a wand pattern in the center. Judging by the design of the wand, it should be a first-class Order of Merlin medal.

Upon seeing this, Link immediately understood the identity of the fat man before him.

Among the still-living recipients of the first-class Order of Merlin, the only one this fat could be was the current Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

"Thank you for the praise, Minister." Link replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

This caused Madam Flamel to glance at him in surprise. She didn't recall ever introducing Fudge to Link.

But Fudge seemed to think that Link recognizing him was only natural. He laughed heartily and continued praising Link. From the look of him, he could have kept talking until the end of time.

Fortunately, most of the people present, including Fudge, had actually come because of Madam Flamel, the current head of the Flamel family.

So after a few polite exchanges, Fudge shifted his focus to Madam Flamel, giving Link the chance to escape from the crowd.

"Phew~" Link let out a long breath.

Just now, when Fudge was speaking, his tone had been so official, and the surrounding people were so sycophantic, that Link couldn't help but recall some of the old leaders' mannerisms in certain meetings from his past life.

As for what those leaders' meetings were likez Link could only say, they were absolute nightmares.

"Congratulations, Link!"

Just as Link was silently grateful he didn't have to experience that terrifying scene again, a familiar voice reached his ears.

He looked toward the sound and sure enough saw Dumbledore smiling at him from not far away. And beside him stood an old man who looked about the same age and just as respectable as Dumbledore.

Faced with Dumbledore and an elder who clearly had the same distinguished air, Link didn't dare be careless. He immediately bowed and said, "You flatter me, Headmaster Dumbledore. I should be the one thanking you for being willing to recommend me."

"Oh, don't say that," Dumbledore waved his hand with a smile. "Just like I said before, although I'm your recommender, I wouldn't do anything that violates the Order of Merlin's principles. You received the medal entirely because of your own excellence!"

Upon hearing this, Link smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to say a few more polite words, the old man next to Dumbledore pointed at Link's Hogwarts uniform and said, "You're a Hufflepuff?"

"That's right." Link looked down at the bright yellow tie on his chest and said, a little puzzled.

Upon hearing this, the old man laughed and pointed at himself, "So am I!"

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