The light orb precisely and elegantly struck Little Wilson, sending him flying backward once again.
But that wasn't the end of everything.
Under the effect of "Bladder Explosion Spell," Little Wilson's eyeballs bulged, his face turned dark, and his legs clamped tightly together.
Next, the light-colored dress pants on Little Wilson began to rapidly grow wet. The warm stream was so intense that after soaking through the thick formal pants, it even dripped onto the floor.
"Oh!~"
An unbearable cry came from Little Wilson's mouth.
Upon hearing it, both Link and Emily revealed looks of disgust, especially Emily, she almost turned around and ran off.
And next to them, Draco excitedly pumped his fist and said, "The winner is Link! Go back and cry in your mama's arms, you American hick! Hahaha!"
Draco was obviously a little carried away.
He realized this himself, and after saying those words, his face quickly changed. He looked fearfully at Emily, and only after seeing that she didn't react did he breathe a sigh of relief.
This scene was also caught in Link's eyes. It left him a little surprised. He couldn't understand why Draco was so afraid of Emily. Clearly, Emily was a very gentle girl.
Emily also noticed the change in Link's expression. She fiercely glared at Draco, scaring him into stepping back several steps, then turned toward Link and gave him an awkward but polite smile.
Seeing this, Link also smiled and didn't pay it much attention. Because the key point right now wasn't chatting and joking with Emily and the others, but to quickly finish dealing with Little Wilson.
Only by making him flee in shame could Link consider his mission to the Victoria Mansion as successfully completed.
But as Link saw it, Little Wilson should already be about to run. After all, suffering such a level of humiliation, staying any longer wouldn't recover anything.
Thinking this, Link slowly turned his head, preparing to rub salt into Little Wilson's wounds.
But unexpectedly, just as he turned around, he saw that the fallen Little Wilson, whose wand had already been cut and who lay on the ground, had somehow pulled out another wand from somewhere, pointing it straight at him.
"Die! You damn bastard!" Little Wilson roared, and the tip of his wand burst out with a flash of black light.
This kind of sneak attack, without regard for fairness, caused Link's pupils to shrink slightly. His current Shield Charm level still wasn't high enough to instantly cast it silently. This meant that in this situation, he no longer had time to use the Shield Charm.
So that meant, he could only risk using Spell Reversal.
Making a quick decision in his mind, Link raised his wand slightly, preparing to defend. But the Coilwing Demon Yoyo, which Link had always worn around his neck like a pendant, was clearly faster.
Before Link could even fully raise his wand, the shelled sphere hanging from the front of his shirt suddenly exploded open, transforming into a large and dazzling butterfly that shot out abruptly, turning into a blurry black shadow that charged straight at the opponent's spell.
Boom!
The black light and Yoyo crashed together head-on, erupting in a muffled explosion.
Then an astonishing scene appeared.
That streak of ominous black light was actually shattered to pieces directly by Yoyo, which continued forward without losing momentum and rushed right in front of Little Wilson, biting hard onto his arm.
"Aagh!"
A scream came from Little Wilson's mouth as he desperately struggled to slap Yoyo off his arm, but it was all in vain.
At this moment, a flash of white light also shot out from Emily's wand, hitting Little Wilson directly and knocking him unconscious.
"Link! Are you okay?" Emily asked anxiously.
"No serious problem." Link answered coldly. At that moment, the Coilwing Demon Yoyo also flew up from Little Wilson's body and steadily landed on Link's shoulder, chittering noisily.
Seeing this, a smile finally appeared on Link's face. He gently petted Yoyo's head and praised, "Nicely done. I'll give you extra food when we get back."
"Chit-chit-chit!"
Yoyo seemed to understand Link's words, excitedly flapping its wings.
"This is your pet?" Emily asked softly. Her expression was a little odd, she must've recognized the identity of the Coilwing Demon Demon. "Keeping a XXXXX-level dangerous creature by your side, are you sure it's safe?"
"Don't worry. Yoyo is very safe. It only attacks enemies. Like him." Link pointed toward the nearby Little Wilson lying on the ground.
At that moment, even though he was already unconscious, his body was still twitching uncontrollably, and foam was spilling from the corners of his mouth.
This was caused by the venom of the Coilwing Demon Demon.
According to Newt Scamander's research, after diluting this venom in a certain ratio, one could produce a special potion capable of erasing unwanted human memories.
Currently, this potion has become a standard supply in the magical ministries of various countries, used to clean up large-scale magical incidents.
However, this venom must be diluted before it's safe for use. If used in its raw and natural concentration, it can cause terrifying hallucinations, and in severe cases, even permanent brain damage.
Because of the venom's special effects, the Coilwing Demon Demon is also known in some remote areas as the Nightmare Bat.
Emily was naturally aware of this. She looked at the now-convulsing Little Wilson with disgust and shook her head. Then, with a wave of her wand, soon, an old man in a butler's uniform walked into the living room. He first bowed to Link and the others, then skillfully dragged Little Wilson out.
Watching the butler slowly disappear from view, Draco's face showed an undisguised look of contempt.
"Boss Lady, I really don't understand why your family likes using Squib servants so much. House-elves are way more useful than Squibs, and they're not expensive. Don't tell me your dad's become that stingy?" Draco said loudly.
To pure-blood families like the Malfoys with old-fashioned thinking, Squibs were only slightly higher in status than Muggles, both were objects of disdain and contempt.
Upon hearing this, Emily glared angrily at Draco, staring him into retreating into a corner before she switched to a cute smile and said to Link, "Link! Come play in my room!"
"Ah, um… isn't that a bit too fast?" Link said evasively.
Emily wasn't some clueless little girl either. Upon hearing that, her face instantly turned red, and she shyly and angrily punched Link lightly, "What are you talking about! You bad guy!"
"Ah! You!"
Link cried out in pain from the punch, looking at Emily with surprise. It wasn't him being dramatic, Emily's strength had far exceeded his expectations. He felt the spot where she'd hit was already swelling.
Emily also realized what she had done and quickly hid the hand she had punched him with behind her back. Her little face turned even redder.
For a moment, the atmosphere between the two became slightly awkward.
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