Chapter 705： during the wedding

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, a Hogwarts rune professor

Felix and Bill were standing in front of a tall wooden house not far from the wedding tent. The house is twenty or thirty feet high, and each side is made of tree trunks that have been trimmed off excess branches. The trunk only retains the top part of the crown, and the whole looks like a green mushroom.

This was a temporary house for Hagrid's younger brother Grapp, but now there's a big hole in the small house.

"Little Grapp didn't find the door when he woke up in the morning," Hagrid said endlessly, as if that was enough, knocking and knocking, removing the tattered log and replacing it with a new log. He tied a tablecloth-sized handkerchief to the edge of the door and pointed it to Grapp.

The giant stretched out two fingers, held the handkerchief and pulled it back and forth, the door kept opening and closing.

"He's smart," Bill said.

"Yes," said Hagrid proudly, "little Grapp can count to twelve."

Grapp's thick fingers plucked the corrugated logs one by one, and said loudly: "One, two, three... ten," when he counted to ten, he added two more, "Grapp eleven, Hagel twelve."

He scratched his head and smirked.

"Very good, Hagrid," Felix said. "He's got a lot of potential. But we're going to move the house first."

"Move it," Hagrid said cheerfully, "I think little Grapp can count to seventeen by binding the name to the number, and no more." He looked gloomy, "it's easy to miss A name or two."

The giant suddenly stood in front of the house and roared at them, "Glopp - wants - house."

"It's only temporarily moved." Hagrid also responded loudly, "I'll give it back to you at night." After that, he looked at Felix uncertainly, "You can use that—that magic that can shrink objects, right? Bar?"

"I'm going to use another magic," Felix said vaguely. "It's more convenient to carry, and of course more fun." He looked at Grapp, "Please let me go." What happened to the dog, he reluctantly stepped aside and sat on the ground.

The ground shook violently.

Felix circled the hut, looking for the right angle, and then the thought hut rolled out like a silver veil. The color of the wood became unreal, and the lines on the edges became more prominent, like a three-dimensional oil painting. He stretched out his hand and pushed it, and the three-dimensional picture was compressed into a flat surface, and it fluttered and landed on Felix's hand. Felix rolled it up and handed it to Hagrid.

Hagrid opened the picture blankly, Grapp's eyes widened, his head resting on Hagrid's shoulder, and his mouth faltered.

"You can do that now?" Bill asked in surprise.

"The application of ancient Rune with other magic is quite interesting, isn't it?" Felix asked.

"It's as if my memory is out of whack," Bill said casually. "I didn't even think when I was in school that Ancient Rune would become what it is now—are you still in touch with Professor Baabling?"

Felix hesitated for a moment, "She said that I made the originally leisurely vacation busy." However, the ancient Rune professor before him was full of praise for Felix's incorporation of the Ancient Rune Association, thinking that It was to help her get out of her anger.

"The old man is avoiding me now," she wrote triumphantly, and Felix wasn't sure if she was talking about Cremy's grandfather, or the president before him—or both.

Felix used his magic to conjure a spinning top, making Grapp spin around, and then they stepped on the soft lawn towards the Burrow, with Hagrid waving at Grapp on the way, still holding the Irregular oil paintings stacked on a scroll.

"Be careful, Hagrid, the magic might destroy its structure," Felix warned him. Hagrid's bold movements suddenly softened a lot.

Passing through a field of sand fruit trees and the Burrow in sight, Bill hesitated.

"Felix, I have something to tell you, it's about goblins."

Felix looked at him and waited for the next paragraph.

"I have worked at Gringotts for a while, and I know them, or think I know them. When some sensitive topics are not involved, wizards and goblins may still be friends. Like wizards, they have individual differences and different personalities. Good and bad."

Felix knew that this was not what Bill was going to say, "It's not surprising, intelligent creatures are always richer in character and emotion."

"That's right," Bill echoed, and continued, "A goblin friend of mine told me that the Goblin Brotherhood had elected a new leader and was dissatisfied with the goblins' easy agreement to join the Pan-Magic League, and that the wizards threatened to Open the secret dissatisfaction of goblin magic. In addition, goblins are not the only one in the UK, Gringotts is all over the world, goblins are all over the world, they use a council of elders to balance different opinions, and only nearly one-third of the goblin elders participated in the previous negotiation. "

"You mean they disagree and the trend is obvious?" Felix thought for a moment, then asked, "Are they planning to do something in the near future?"

"No, as far as I know," Bill said, "but when we're done talking to the Muggle government, they should be moving."

"Then keep an eye on it," Felix said. "Even if it's a powder keg, it's only going to explode in the future. Unlike the ongoing government negotiations, the goblins have joined the pan-magic alliance, and Dirk, director of Goblin Liaison Claysway will appease them. I can't get away right now - if nothing else, I'm going abroad when the wedding is over."

"Overseas?" Bill and Hagrid called at the same time. Bill's eyes flashed thoughtfully, "It has something to do with the few guests that Sirius joined temporarily? They are from the International Federation of Wizards..."

"Well," Felix didn't elaborate, "compared with the problems abroad, the troubles caused by goblins seem a little insignificant-the goblin problem is not impossible to solve, but difficult to solve temporarily. We can pretend at the negotiating table. Threats to make a cut look, one shot and two scattered, but the specific implementation will inevitably accompany the turmoil and chaos of the entire wizarding world, and it is not worthwhile at this point."

In fact, he meant only one thing, to distinguish the primary and secondary, obviously the goblin belongs to the latter.

The three walked through the garden that seemed to be washed with water. Mrs. Weasley stood at the window with a long list, her eyes darting back and forth. After hearing the movement of the door, she took the initiative to greet her, and couldn't help but said anxiously, "I always feel like something is missing."

Bill opened his mouth, but a white shadow brushed past Mrs. Weasley and threw himself into his arms. It was Fleur. She took a step back and turned around. The white dress unfolded like ripples in the water, her silver waterfall. Long hair is like the finishing touch.

"Honey, do I look pretty?" Fleur asked.

"Beautiful," Bill said, and Fleur's face burst into a smile, but the smile on Mrs. Weasley's face faded. Felix looked around, pointed to the banners floating above the ceiling and the purple lanterns piled in the corners and said, "I think it's because of this, Molly, that there was a little time for Harry's birthday party last night."

"Oh, yes, you're right," said Mrs Weasley hurriedly.

Hagrid followed carefully behind Felix, and the two entered the living room, which was full of people. "Hello, Charlie." Hagrid said enthusiastically. Charlie was the second child of the Weasley family, and his job was to study dragons in Romania. Hagrid liked him, perhaps because Charlie had done him a big favor.

"Is Norbert all right?" asked Hagrid.

"Nob?" Charlie laughed. "We call it Nobetta now."

"What—Norbert is a girl?"

"Yeah." Charlie said, "It's not easy for young dragons to distinguish genders, and it's easier for them to grow up. For example, I recently got a Ukrainian iron belly. Its head looks like a balloon..." He looked at Fei Lix, Felix waved at him and sat next to Lupin.

"They did grow really fast when they were kids," Hagrid whispered, remembering his own experience of raising dragons.

When Felix sat down, Lupin leaned over and whispered eagerly, "When the wedding is over, can you make time to come to the company? It shouldn't take much time."

"What?" Felix asked quietly.

"I think... it's done." Lupin seemed to be trying his best to hide his excitement. The Delacourts were surprised, but they were immediately drawn to Mr. Weasley's brilliant joke.

"What--oh!" Felix looked at Lupin. He made a mouth gesture.

"The ancient magic that controls the transformation of a werewolf." Lupin said with a slightly trembling voice: "It may be the effect of alcohol. After celebrating Harry's birthday last night and returning to the Sword Castle, I felt a strange feeling in my heart. I tried it once, and it went very smoothly to the last step, but I didn't dare to go on."

"No problem, just tonight," Felix said thoughtfully. He was also very happy for Lupin. After a full five months, Lupin finally saw the dawn of hope. He even had a lot of ancient Rune foundations because of his work, which shows the difficulty of this magic.

He can also understand Lupin's impatient wait - normally, it would be the best choice to take the test on a full moon night, but the meaning of this magic is too great for him, and half a month's waiting time is too much. seems too long.

...

Mr. Weasley burst out laughing, as if he were the one listening to the story.

The Delacours are not very good at English, so they use French to express their compliments. Their youngest daughter, Gabrielle Delacour, sits between her parents and looks around. She is a replica of Fleur, although only 11 years old, but It's a sheer beauty. She and Ginny were bridesmaids at today's wedding.

Gabrielle suddenly jumped up from her seat, her face was pressed against the window, and she shouted, "Mom! Someone is here, is it a wedding guest? The wedding is about to begin?"

Mr. Weasley also got up and went to the window to look out at the scene. "It's Percy and Penello, and one more person - Sirius!" He glanced at his watch, then searched the room, and finally landed on Charlie.

"It's almost time, Charlie, you go and get the little guys in the garage—" Charlie stood up, "Okay, Dad." "—help me by the way to see if they've left the garage. things are messed up."

"Let Gabrielle go," said M. Delacour kindly. His wife stood up, the height of the couple seemed to be reversed, the wife was a bit taller than the husband, slender, with brilliant blond hair, and the husband was short, chubby, with a black mustache.

Gabriel ran to the door excitedly, pushed open the door, and disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye. It was like a signal that everyone in the room moved.

On the other side, earlier—

The adults stayed in the living room and talked, and the children huddled in the Weasleys' garage, chatting relaxedly. Ron has been fiddling with the radio equipment that the Weasley twins brought back.

"I'm going to buy one later," said Ron.

"You're not an Auror anymore?" Fred raised his eyebrows.

"Of course," said Ron, "but that doesn't prevent me from having personal hobbies."

"Our little brother was very interested in putting his own voice in other people's ears," Fred told Cedric. The two families moved nearby to take care of each other because of Voldemort's short-term threat. After the war, the Diggory family did not move back.

"Don't say you don't like it," Ron pointed out.

"Yeah, we're just a reminder," George said threateningly. "If you're going to share some interesting family stories, you'd better not bring us, for your personal health."

"You mean Mr. Weasley's interview?" Hermione asked the twins.

They did not respond positively. "The Daily Prophet quoted some Muggle reports, and now I feel like I'm standing naked in the ice and snow," Fred said sullenly.

"Parents are really terrible creatures. They remember every embarrassing moment from your birth." George also said with deep emotion.

"—and was happy to share."

"I thought it was my mother's hobby!"

"Who knew that it was Dad who gave us the fatal blow from behind."

"I don't dare to go out and meet people."

The two sang and said that Harry didn't see much embarrassment on their faces, and Mr. Weasley didn't say anything bad, but Harry solved the doubts in his heart - the Weasleys passed Mark the twins' butts to identify two identical babies in swaddling.

"Hey, I saw a group of goblins looking this way." Qiu Zhang said through the window.

"That's weird," said Ron, puzzled. "Usually they show up after a day or two, and it takes time to gather courage."

"I know why," Ginny said. "Dad thinks everyone in the family should be a little bit happy, so he quietly took some candy and gave them to the goblins."

"Every family member? Goblins?" Ron was stunned, and after a while his face showed an expression of enlightenment: "I said why Dad remembered to change new clothes for the ghoul in the attic, I thought he was killed by Mom Infected... eh, Harry?"

"Don't talk about it," said Harry bitterly, the stench of a swollen pustule as he accidentally squeezed a few pustules as he grabbed the ghoul's arm. Hermione, Ginny, and Qiu Zhang giggled, and Cedric didn't look too far, and he endured it too hard.

At this time, a little girl with silver waterfall-like hair appeared at the door, "Hello! They told you to come over! The guests are coming!"

"Got it, Gabriel," Hermione said softly, as if it wasn't her who was smiling so happily just now. "Let's go."

As they came out, they happened to meet a group of people coming out of the Burrow, and Mr. Weasley handed Fred and George the seating chart. "Help, boys." Then he turned his head to Ginny and said with a stern face: " If you don't want to hear your mother shout your name with a megaphone, you'd better go back and change quickly."

Ginny called out "Oops" and hurried back. Gabrielle followed lightly behind her.

"Where are Amelia and Tonks?" At the back of the crowd, Felix and Lupin walked together and asked Sirius, who had just appeared.

Sirius glanced at his watch.

"There's still an hour before the wedding and she's about a quarter of an hour early, so she's supposed to be checking out Diagon Alley now—for Muggle receptions soon. With Tonks with her, they let me Come and explain the situation first, it is said that the guest commentary is a tour guide of a travel agency, I don’t know who came up with the bad idea.”

"It's me," Felix said absently. "I mention it casually."

"Very insightful." Sirius grinned, "I don't know the wizard, but when I was in school, this travel agency seemed to take 'missing' more wizards as its mission."

"There will be Aurors watching in secret," Felix said. "It's the International Confederation of Wizards. When will they arrive?"

"It's here," Sirius said. "Amelia told them to rest at the Ministry of Magic and come over together. Arginbad is a little off."

At exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, Harry, Ron, Fred, and George stood outside the huge, milky tent in the orchard, waiting for guests with seating charts in hand. The purple carpet stretched from their feet to the end of the tent, the golden chairs were neatly arranged, and the columns and tables were carefully arranged with flowers that Fred and George had brought from town. Hermione and Penello took the trouble to place various small gifts in the center of the table.

Mr. Weasley disappeared for a while, then appeared with a team of waiters and a band, each of them performing their duties, and gradually the tent became more crowded.

Grapp couldn't get into the tent, and he could easily remove the flag from the open top just by standing. As Britain's only pure-blooded giant - though it may not have anything to do with it - Grapp was also assigned a task, clutching a handful of balloons, handing one to him whenever a guest passed by. But the only effect is to scare the guests enough.

But there are always those who are brave enough to try.

Felix had nothing to do and kept looking at the guests who came from afar.

After observing for a while, Felix took out a magic camera and handed it to Mr. Weasley. Mr. Weasley was overjoyed and left with the camera in his arms When Felix looked outside again, he found Percy standing in front of the giant, holding up the camera, taking pictures of the eager guests who were trying to show their courage.

When a group of girls who came from France and were suspected of being of the same Meiwa ancestry took the courage to leave a photo, the incident seemed to turn into a special wedding event. Are more straight.

Finally, Felix and the others arrived.

Seeing Babajid Agimbad's first glance, Felix knew that Sirius had underestimated him before. It was not that Agimbad was in a bad state, but rather haggard. For the past month or so, he seems to have aged ten years.

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Seeing that readers have questions, here is an explanation: the previous episode was written in conjunction with the website 515 Good Books Festival. The book is almost over, but it's not over yet.