MafA, the owl who stayed at brova castle, came back with a letter.
Willie's father said in the letter - just because halbo left so decisively, almost all his prepared plans were in vain.
In fact, Boulevard thought that halber had caused such a snake monster to make trouble everywhere in order to force Marca to go to France. In the end, his short dialogue with Haier Bo also indirectly confirmed this point.
But he just wanted to try his hand, and the other party didn't want to leave in a hurry with the snake monster.
In this way, the rampant behavior of the snake monster from Africa all the way through the Mediterranean and finally close to the French border seems to be a big joke with the world.
Of course, although Haier Bo's half-way abandonment is somewhat puzzling, it can be explained if it has to be explained. After all, brova, a descendant of ancient summoning, is not so easy to deal with.
And after all, it's not a bad thing for halbo to leave France.
……
In the days after maffa returned from France, the whole world was at peace. Without the Basilisk and hairbo, those messy and terrible things seemed to be taken out of everyone's sight at once.
However, everyone can be quiet, except the Weasleys.
Mrs. Weasley was very worried about the wedding invitation sent by Fred and George - you know, no one had heard that they had a girlfriend before.
Therefore, in order to find out the situation, Mrs. Weasley made a special trip to the United States where the invitation was sent.
"... guess what? I didn't find it!"
In the auditorium at dinner time, Ron shook the letter in his hand and shouted:
"Mother made a vain trip - not to mention the two brides to be and their families, not even Fred and George!"
"What should we do about the wedding?" Hermione glanced. "They're just a little noisy. This marriage is not a children's play!"
"Who knows? The invitation didn't say where to go to the wedding..." Ron couldn't close his mouth with a smile. "Hey, they must have their own ideas anyway. We're only responsible for watching good plays!"
Whether for the Weasleys or Fred and George, the wedding is a lifelong event to remember.
With this, it will be difficult for the two sides to reach reunification.
Therefore, this pairing wedding is doomed not to end in mediocrity.
"What does Mrs. Weasley think now?"
Standing aside, Maka asked curiously, but she heard Ron spread his hands and said helplessly:
"She said that if Fred and George didn't take their fiancee to see her again, she would resolutely not go to the wedding - even if they had already prepared the wedding."
"Oh, it's a good way to force them to go back," Marca said with a smile. "Although your two brothers are always good, they actually attach great importance to feelings - especially your families."
"Really?" Ron thought, but his expression was subtle. "Maybe... But I'm not sure! You've seen that Fred and George often yell at their mother, but they always enjoy it."
"Oh! It's time for us to practice on the court!"
Hermione, who was having a headache about the twins, suddenly clapped her legs, then categorically left these troubles that didn't belong to her, and dragged Luna sitting next to her to the door.
Luna was dragged around by her. It can be seen that she actually wanted to hear more about Fred and George's wedding.
But even if her heart was itchy, she let Hermione pull herself away.
"OK, then we should go to the lounge to do our homework..." Ron greeted Neville sitting on the other side, and then said to Marca and the windbreaker, "see you tomorrow!"
"Oh, see you tomorrow."
But when Ron and Neville hurried back to the Gryffindor common room, they were both stunned at the door.
For nothing else, just because they found that they actually saw Fred and George surrounded by the little lions inside!
"Hey!" Ron exaggeratedly pointed to the two men. "Why are you here?"
"Because the password is not difficult to get!"
"And we miss you!"
Seeing Fred and George poke their heads out of the crowd and look at themselves with a smile, Ron felt that the whole person was bad.
"Is it time to say that?" he said hurriedly. "What about the wedding? What do you want to do? And what about them?"
"Of course they're where they should be..." Fred lined up the crowd, walked up to Ron and hooked his left arm.
"And we came where we should come..."
George also went to the other side of Ron and hooked his right arm.
Then they said in unison:
"So now, you should take us where we should go!"
After that, they dragged Ron out of the door, leaving Neville alone in a daze.
……
Almost as Fred and George took Ron out to the lounge, Marca and the windbreaker just walked to the corridor of the vice Castle guest room.
At the moment, they are walking slowly forward.
"Mr. McLean, if possible, have an early rest!"
"Well, if it goes well."
She waved to each other. After watching her go back to her room, Maka opened her door and went in.
But when he was ready to cook a pot of tea for himself as usual, he saw a slight meal on hand.
"It seems that we need to prepare three more cups."
Fred and George were so angry that even if there was RON in the middle, they didn't slow them down. Soon, they threw RON in front of the door and knocked on Marca's door.
"Come in! The door is unlocked -"
"Click."
Before he finished, the door was opened again and Fred and George rushed in.
"Marca, you have to help us this time!"
"Stop!"
Maka, who was sitting by the fireplace waiting for the water to boil, suddenly turned her head and blocked George's mouth before he wanted to say the next sentence.
"Let me guess, do you want me to convince your mother?"
"Oh! It's Maka. Just guess!"
"Yes! How clever!"
Watching the two people start again, you and I want to praise themselves to the sky, Maka had to shake her head.
"Don't flatter me, it's useless!" he said angrily. "Madam's temperament, you two sons must know much better than me. Can you talk about it yourself and persuade her?"
Seeing that Fred and George began to look at each other, Fred said a moment later:
"Maka, in fact, we've thought about it for a long time. You may be able to do it anyway - so we're here to find you!"
Before saying anything, George hurried forward, put his arm around his shoulder and said:
"Remember? When you came to live in our house, you helped us come up with a lot of good ideas! So we think you can come up with a perfect plan with your head!"
"Yes," Fred replied with a smile, "besides, you are the best guy among us who is good at coaxing middle-aged women. I don't think you need to think of any way. Maybe you can solve it by chatting with mom!"
I don't know if Maka noticed anything from their words. His head tilted and a subtle smile suddenly hung on his face.
"It's impossible to solve it with a chat, but... OK! I can think of a way for you! Not only let your wife attend your wedding, but also make a big fuss for you and surprise everyone!"
"Oh!"
Fred and George were very excited when they heard Maka say that, although they didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind.
But soon, when they looked at each other again, the excitement on their faces gradually turned into hesitation.
"Why, with your character, you should be looking forward to such a wedding?" Marca smiled. "It's novel, chic and lively... It's also surprising. Only such a wedding will be fun and leave you and everyone with the most profound memories."
"Uh... Well, that's right," Fred nodded.
"Better add some funny elements!" George added.
However, in the face of the statement that Maka's communication was very in line with their wishes, they found that their mood was far less excited than they thought.
When Maka saw this, she continued:
"Don't you think something's wrong? It's like feeling that if you really do this, you can't really be happy in the end?"
"Yes." they thought for a while and replied honestly.
"So why?"
As soon as Marca stood up, she heard Fred say:
"Because in that case, at least mom..."
"... won't be happy for us from the bottom of his heart," George added in a deep voice with a sip of his mouth.
Why are the twins laughing all day, not in shape, and always doing some messy things? Of course, there is their natural influence, but it may not be without the subconscious that makes others smile.
"Come here," after hearing their sincere words, Maka waved to them, "listen, what I'm talking about next is the real plan..."
After the two living treasures whispered for a while, he waved his back and said:
"Go! You know what to do - remember, don't toss around! How did you mean to mention the past? Think about it. Which time didn't you screw up my idea?"