Vol 2 Chapter 1243:

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"Hey, today was really good." From a distance, Fanlin sighed sincerely again as she watched Hermione coming over.
This wasn't the first time he saw him, but the glamorous Hermione can always make people feel different, right?
"It's the same," Hermione replied with a smile. She wore a light lavender dress with a pair of high heels, and her hair was smoothly managed like the last Christmas ball.
"By the way, Ron, your Aunt Muriel disagrees with me. I saw her when he gave Fleur the crown upstairs. She said in an exaggerated voice:'Oh, dear, you It's actually a Muggle?' And said,'What a terrible manner and skin type'."
"Don't bother with that old guy, she is so unreasonable to everyone," Ron said.
"Maybe next time we can consider not inviting her." Fanlin seriously considered.
"I'm not that stingy!" Hermione pouted, "Besides, you just..."
"Plan ahead, we can draw up the list."
"So, you two..." Harry was a little speechless, what is this, marriage?
Although these are all foreseeable things, are they on the agenda now?
Hermione blushed immediately, and now it seems to be...
"I hope I'm on the list..." From a distance, George interjected. He and Fred had just walked out of the tent. "You were just talking about my aunt. She told me just now, my The ears are out of balance now, that old bat, I wish he was alive than Uncle Luce, he could definitely make the wedding more interesting.
"Isn't he said to have died violently 24 years ago?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, he did die a little bit strangely." George admitted.
"But he was always the focus and joke at the banquet before he was alive," Fred added. "He once drank a whole bottle of Fire Whiskey in one breath, then ran to the dance floor, lifted his robe, and transformed it into a whole bunch. The whole bunch of flowers, you would never think that the place where the flowers turned out actually belonged to him..."
"Oh, it sounds like a prince charming," Hermione said, hinting at Fan Lin with a crazy look in her eyes. Harry on the side had already leaned forward with a smile.
As for Fanlin, without thinking about it, the place Fred said...
If you put a few bouquets of roses, it is definitely a very exciting thing.
"A very thoughtful man..." Fan Lin said, squeezing her side, and then her eyes rolled.
"But he never got married, for some reason," Ron added.
"It's incredible," Hermione said. When they were having a lively chat, no one noticed that a guest arrived late. This black-haired man with a hooked nose and heavy eyebrows walked over and showed Fanlin the wedding invitation, but at the same time he turned his eyes to Hermione on the other side, and said in bad English, "You look good." "
"Viktor!" Hermione yelled in surprise, the pocket bag in her hand also fell to the ground, and she made a loud noise that was very inconsistent with its small head. She blushed quickly, picking up her bag with some embarrassment, "I really didn't expect you to come... Of course... It's nice to meet you... How are you?"
"Not bad!" Krum said, then put his eyes on Fanlin.
"It's nice to meet you, Krum." Fanlin only realized the person in front of him, "So, how are you..."
"Furong invited me here." Krum raised an eyebrow and replied.
"To be honest, this surprised me..." Fanlin said indifferently. Seeing the former suitor of the current girlfriend, it stands to reason that Fanlin should be a little nervous, but now...
"In fact, I was quite surprised, of course, and you..." Krum narrowed his eyes.
"Sorry...but I think..."
"I'll take you in!" Harry hurriedly said, accepting the original guest Fanlin was responsible for.
...
"They seem to be surprised to see me." Krum followed Harry into the tent and asked, "Are you a relative of Weasley?" He noticed Harry's red hair.
"I'm Ron's cousin," Harry muttered, but Krum didn't seem to be listening at all.
Krum appeared on the scene, especially among those Veeva cousins ​​that caused a small commotion: after all, he is a Quidditch star. Many people stretched their necks to vie for his demeanor, and Ron, Fanlin, Hermione, Fred, and George followed.
"It's almost time for admission," Fred said to Fanlin, "Maybe we should go to the rookie."
Harry, Ron, Fanlin and Hermione sat in the second row behind Fred and George.
Hermione looked unnatural. Krum's appearance broke Hermione's usual naturalness. After all, this was once one of the strong suitors.
"and so……"
"So..." Hermione received the heat from Fanlin blowing in her ears. It was a bit itchy. Normally Hermione refused, but now that kind of embarrassment...
"So, what are you worried about, my Miss Granger!"
"I am not, I don't... don't talk nonsense..."
"I'm talking nonsense, you are not natural at all." Fanlin patted Hermione's forehead affectionately. "Relax, that's just an old person..."
"Oh, yes..." Hermione looked at Fanlin nervously, "So you..."
"Do you think I would doubt you?" Fanlin asked a little funny.
"I...I just think it's a little..." Hermione looked a little bit twisted. It felt like a ugly thing done by young ignorance and placed in front of important people in the future...
"Perhaps you can change it... for example..." Fanlin smiled, leaning close to Hermione's ear, and then the roots of Hermione's ears became more and more red...
"You... don't go too far..."
...
The atmosphere in the tent was very solemn. Suddenly, this calm atmosphere was broken by a burst of excitement and laughter. The Weasleys walked over from the aisle and greeted their relatives and friends with a smile. Mrs. Weasley wore a purple dress. The dress on the head is also very decent.
Afterwards, Bill and Charlie stood in the front of the auditorium in dresses, with a large snow-white rose on their chests, Fred whistled in excitement, and the velas also burst into giggles. As the sound of ritual music that seemed to float from those golden balloons grew louder, the scene returned to silence.
"Oh!" Hermione exclaimed, turning from her seat to look at the entrance. As Mr. Delacour entered the arena holding Fleur in his arms, bursts of cheers erupted from the crowd. Fleur looked complacent, while Mr. Delacour was overjoyed. Furong wore a simple white dress, but exuded an extremely charming charm. In contrast, the charm of everyone around her was completely concealed by her. Today, the beauty of Furong has let everyone fall over. Ginny and Gabriel followed closely next to Furong, both in golden dresses, and they looked more attractive than usual.
Fleur held out his hand to Bill, who was as spirited as he had never met Fenrir Greyback.
"Ladies and gentlemen," a slightly sung voice rang, Fanlin saw a little wizard with disheveled hair... the wizard who presided over Dumbledore's funeral, now in front of Bill and Fleur," Today we gather together to witness the god-given marriage of the two newcomers..."
"Indeed, my crown made the whole wedding more perfect," Aunt Mulyl murmured, "but I must say that Ginny's dress is not very decent."
Ginny secretly turned to Harry, smiled, and then immediately turned forward. Harry’s thoughts immediately slipped away from the wedding and drifted to the afternoon when he was alone with Ginny on the school playground. However, it seemed to be a long time ago, and it was so happy that it made people feel unreal, as if he was from Others... a small piece of happiness stolen from a normal person, a person without a lightning scar on his forehead...
"Well, William Arthur, please join hands with Fleur Isabella..." In the front row, both Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Delacour's handkerchiefs were already soaked in tears of happiness, and they whispered like a trumpet. His nose sounded in the back row too. Needless to say, Hagrid had taken out the iconic tablecloth-sized handkerchief and began to sob, and Hermione beside Fanlin had already had tears in her eyes.
"...Now, I announce that you are officially married." The disheveled emcee waved his magic wand on Bill and Fleur's heads, and the fantastic silver stars rose and circled around them, following the lead of George and Fred. With applause, the golden balloons exploded one after another, turning into happy birds and golden wall clocks floating in the air, and the sound of beautiful music immediately sounded.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the emcee said again, "a sincere admiration.
"We should go over and congratulate them," Hermione said, and she looked up at Bill and Fleur, who had been surrounded by the blessings, with an expression of envy.
Every girl has fantasies about her wedding, right?
"If there is a chance, we can wait a little bit." Fanlin said, taking four glasses of butter beer.
"Oh, all right..." Hermione said, "I envy Fleur..."
"So, we can hire his sister..."
"Gabriel?" Harry was stunned. "What are you doing?"
"Being a bridesmaid, of course, and Ginny!" Fanlin said without hesitation.
"Who said..." Hermione's voice became smaller and smaller, and it was certain that Harry could see that Hermione was now full of weddings...
"Let's go clean for a while, it will be a long time before our turn."
In fact, most of the seats here are already occupied, only one table is empty, and Luna sits alone next to it.
Luna always has such a clearing effect. After all, 90% of people can't keep up with Luna's thinking...
"Do you mind if we sit here?" Fanlin asked.
"Of course," Luna replied happily, "Dad ran to send gifts to Bill and Fleur."
"What gift? Will it be a free supply of Gordigan for life?" Ron asked.
"That would be a nice gift." Fanlin said, "Speaking of which, Luna, you should..."
"What should be?" Luna was a little confused.
"It's nothing, I mean, it's good!" Fanlin looked at Luna fixedly and said, "It's really a pity that Neville is not here."
Soon, the dance music sounded, and the Bills stepped onto the dance floor and began to lead the dance to the applause. Then, the Weasleys and Delacours began to join them.
"I like this tune," Luna said. She swayed to the rhythm for a while, and then she got up and walked to the dance floor, closing her eyes, dancing her arms, and dancing to herself.
"She's really great, right," Ron said admiringly, "always feel so good about herself!"
"At least it won't be troublesome." Fanlin said, "or Luna's troubles we don't understand."
"Sorry to disturb you!" A familiar voice rang from Fanlin's ear.
Victor Krum sat in the vacancy left by Luna, which made Hermione, who had relaxed, once again looked very cramped and nervous, but this time Krum did not come to talk to her. Angrily asked, "Who is that man in yellow clothes?"
"Shenon Felius Lovegood, is our friend's father," Fanlin said without hesitation, and then glanced at her nervous Hermione. "Let's go dancing."
This made Krum a little angry, and Fanlin completely ignored him.
"Okay!" Hermione seemed very happy, after all, no one would want to be uncomfortable.
"You can ask my friend for other questions." Fanlin pointed at Harry, then slid onto the dance floor with her arms around Hermione's waist, and gave Hermione a light peck on her lips.
"So, are they together now?" Krum asked irritably.
"Uh... hasn't it been this way," Harry replied awkwardly, "If you want to know anything, I can tell you that they live together now..."
"Living together?" Krum raised his volume and stared at Hermione on the dance floor. "So, they plan to..."
"I advise you to stay at ease..." Harry kindly persuaded that for Krum, Harry still has some favors, as for Hermione's status to Fanlin...
Harry feels assured that if Krum intends to entangle him, Fanlin may completely incapacitate him, such as actions, or...
"So...who are you?" Krum raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Barney Weasley" They shook hands.
"Nabany, are you familiar with that Logofde?"
"Unfamiliar, I only met him today. What's wrong?"
Through the drink in front of him, Krum stared at Sinoferi, who was chatting with others on the dance floor.
"That's because..." Krum said, "If he hadn't been Fleur's guest, I would have killed him, because I found that hateful sign on his chest."
"Sign?" Harry turned his head to look at Shenon Ferrius, paying attention to the strange triangular eye sign on his chest. "What's the matter? Is there anything wrong?"
"Greenward, that is the symbol of Greenward"
"Greenward... the dark wizard defeated by Dumbledore?"
"Yes." Krum's jaw muscles tightened, and then he said, "Greenward killed a lot of people, including my grandfather. Of course, for people now, maybe his horror has long been Forgotten. They said he was afraid of Dumbledore... Indeed, you can see how he died~EbookFREE.me~ But this," he pointed at Chenon Ferrius, "that was his I will never forget the logo: Greenward had already carved it on a wall of Durmstrang when he was a child. Many children copied this mark on their textbooks to pretend to be cool, but Greenward killed them Family, they won’t be cool anymore."
Krum pinched his knuckles while staring at Shenon Ferrys, Harry thought it was a little weird, Luna's father would actually be a supporter of dark magic?
But the others in the room didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with this triangle sign.
"You really...um...I'm sure it's Greenward's..."
"It can't be wrong," Krum replied coldly. "I grew up looking at this sign and I can never remember it wrong."
"Okay, but there is another possibility," Harry said. "Will Shenonferius simply not understand the special meaning of that sign? I mean, the Lovegoods are really...no It's too common. He might just get that thing by accident from somewhere, and then use it as a side view of the horned snorer's head."
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