Hogwarts Everything is Three

The weather in Dorset County, where Harris Manor is located, is very, very good today, with a soft and clear blue sky, the clouds are high and thin, and the golden red light shines from the gaps in the clouds.

　　 Under the effect of magic, the entire manor was dotted with violets, pansies, and lilies. On this lovely summer morning, these flowers and plants appeared extremely fresh, and the sun had just entered the bright east. The dewdrops on the multiflora rose and various herbs roll off the leaves and petals. Although there was no wind, the leaves danced lazily under the influence of magic, forming a charming, microwave ripple effect.

For the upcoming wedding, Fleur Delacour’s parents will come in advance-Daisy just came to the courtyard with a yawn and was rushed back to her room by her mother, asking her to put on matching socks and mess up The hair was combed decent enough, and her new savior brother Allen had to pull down his face and used the method of acting like a baby to his mother to avoid changing into formal dresses like going to a Christmas ball.

　　 The Aurors, the red umbrella department and the death knight stationed around in the past have been temporarily placed in an invisible position. For this reason, the wizards had to temporarily cast a lot of security spells on the manor.

When Furong’s family was transported nearby by the door key at 10 am on time, and was picked up by Harris’s vintage car, everyone’s eyes involuntarily fell on a beautiful blond woman in a leaf-green robe. .

　　 "Welcome to you." Irving took the lead to break the silence with a voice that is a little more enthusiastic than usual. "We haven't seen it in a long time... the last time was the last Goblet of Fire, right?"

　　 "Mom!" Furong shouted and rushed to hug her, "Dad!" Albert followed his fiancee's footsteps to greet her.

　　 Mr. Delacour is nowhere near as charming as his wife, Apollin, who is half of the Veeva lineage. He is shorter than his wife, chubby, and has a small pointed black beard. However, he seems to have a good temper. He stepped on his high-heeled boots and walked quickly to Mrs. Harris, and kissed her two cheeks twice.

　　 "Morgan Le Fay, it is really troublesome for you," Mr. Delacour said in a low voice, "Fuur told us that you have been working hard for her wedding."

　　 "It's nothing, Fleur is a good girl, and we are extremely honored that our two are about to marry." Morgan Le Fay showed an elegant smile, "Gabri has also become beautiful."

"Mrs. Harris, I miss the pastries you made." Gabrielle, who was a little taller, looked like a small replica of Fleur, with her waist-length pure silver hair swaying behind her, and she turned towards Morganle. Fay smiled brightly, stepped forward to hug her, then flashed his eyelashes and looked at Emily, who was the closest to her height.

　　 Noting the other person's gaze, Emily glanced at the adults around her, showing a well-behaved smile, and took the initiative to take Gabriel's hand. Seeing that the friends who met before did not forget herself, Gabriel was relieved and couldn’t wait: "Emily, I brought some dolls. They are my new daughters. I will introduce them to them later. you."

Maggie, wearing a blue skirt, took advantage of the opportunity to appear behind the guests and did not let them see her, but she still politely saluted their backs, and then took the heavy luggage from the car and disappeared into the original. Ground.

"Children, go and play," Mrs. Delacour came over lightly, and like her husband, she leaned over and kissed Mrs. Weasley. "Morgan Le Fay, so charming, Harris The manor is more beautiful than what Fleur described." Then, she looked at a few of Harris’ juniors, kissed them one by one, and then smiled at Allen, "My dear, the duel that night was wonderful, besides Those potions work well, and my skin has become better than my mother..."

"Uh...you're welcome. I will make another batch recently. After Albert and his wedding are over, you can bring Apollin back." Allen hesitated for a moment and decided not to tell the other party that the skin has nothing to do with the medicine. , And then, after Furong's mother turned around, Allen immediately kicked Runn and Daisy with his feet-the two were distracted by the kiss of the mixed-blood Veeva.

After being kicked, Renn finally got rid of Madame Delacour’s charm. He cleared his throat with embarrassment, pretending to be calm-and Daisy became sober after taking revenge on Allen. Coming over, she looked at Madame Delacour’s slender figure and her husband’s chubby, funny appearance in high-heeled boots with a somewhat impolite look, plus his pointed black beard full of French charm. Daisy couldn't help but began to chuckle secretly when the couple stood together, who were a little uncomfortable.

When the Delacours entered the door, Harris accompanied them to complete a lunch that was completely different from the usual style for the tastes of the guests. Now the adult ladies got together again and soon had a hot conversation. They had a lively final discussion on the details of the upcoming wedding, from seating arrangements, to bridesmaid’s shoes, and even meticulous to the direction of the handle of the teacup and cup.

The men are sitting not far away from them. Compared with the very busy ladies, they seem to be a little confused and embarrassed in such a scene full of female voices, especially in women’s groups from time to time. When it comes to asking for their opinions-this will make the person asked become the focus of the audience.

"Owen, take a look, would it be better if you change the tablecloth to a lace material with a hollow pattern like this?" Morgan Le Fayy took a sip of lemon juice and pointed to a tablecloth in the album. The picture asked, "Will it be too much trouble?"

　　 "As long as it can be better, it won't be troublesome...so you have a good vision, Morgan Le Fay." Irving glanced roughly and praised, which made Morgan Le Fay tick the album with joy.

"If the tablecloth is changed, then I think the fully enclosed chair cover looks luxurious, but it's too heavy... Remove them and tie the white wooden chair back with gauze. This will make the wedding more romantic. . My dear, what do you think?" Apollin blinked her charming eyes and looked at Mr. Delacour, but before Mr. Delacour expressed her opinion, she continued: “The wedding is naturally a little more romantic... Um...what color should we use..."

　　Mr. Delacour’s finger pointing to the album froze in the air, and those things that looked the same made the corner of his mouth helplessly curled up.

Seeing the appearance of the two mothers, Furong couldn't help but repeatedly asked Albert, "Albert, will you come over and take a look? This white teapot is very beautiful and more delicate than the blue one we chose before. ,What do you think?"

　　 "Really, let me take a look." Daisy leaned forward, "Albert and many of our family are students at Ravenclaw College. I think the original blue color is good."

Inexperienced and somewhat overwhelmed by Albert, he glanced at his father for help, but found that Owen, who can also be called a difficult brother, ignored him, but gave Mr. Delacour a wry smile and looked at each other. Dracou Mr. Er said with a good temper: "It's rare to see Apollin have such a happy time."

　　 And Owen thought about the sight of Morgan Le Fay chasing him with a feather duster, and laughed, "Morgan Le Fay is always full of energy."

　　 "Save him?" Lun reminded Allen who was beside him, "The bachelor party for Albert has not been held yet."

Alan was a little gleeful and looked at Albert who behaved a little like a husky. Hearing Lun’s reminder, he thought it was best to be a younger brother or not to go too far, otherwise he would pay it back sooner or later... He nodded twice. The brothers began to wonder whether to rescue Albert and the two themselves.

　　 On the other side of the room, Emily and Gabriel took out their dolls.

"This is my new daughter Cinderella." Gabriel said, pointing to a very beautiful blonde doll. "The shoes on her feet are made of squirrel fur! Emily, what is your daughter's name? Uh... she It doesn't seem to be so good?"

　　 This Hindrella kindly raised the corner of the skirt and gave Emily a court ceremony.

"This doll is called Annabel... I ran and lost it once when I was a child. I asked my brother's men to catch her from the Muggle world." Emily, who didn't like playing with children, looked a little helpless. Pointing at her dilapidated and weird-looking doll with two braids and smiling, "But she is not my daughter, and I always let her act as my stepdaughter when I play."

　　 "Huh? Stepdaughter?" Gabriel looked a little dazed.

"Being a real mother? That's boring." Emily seemed to be a little interested when she heard the question. She glanced at the adults and found that no one was paying attention, and stared at Gabriel with wide eyes. They are all acting as stepmothers."

　　 "Huh?" Gabriel also widened her eyes, looking even more dazed.

"Speaking of ~www.NovelMTL.com~ I used to give Annabel a small birth certificate card, and then I shrank it in my beautiful small drawer to make sure she could not get the key, and then I could pretend to avoid The problem with my stepdaughter’s biological mother...Oh, I remembered that she ran away before, it seems that I put these cards and some paper in the fireplace and burned it that day, and then lied to her that it was her mother’s letter." Emily was a little complacent, and began to show off her ability to play house to Gabriel. She showed it to the other party and said in a more mean tone to the doll named Annabel.

"Why are you asking these questions all of a sudden? Annabel? You're silly again." "Ah, it's so beautiful...but how long can it last?" "Your father is gone, I think you will treat us all if you are willing to go to the orphanage. all good."

　　 After the performance, Gabriel did not speak but quickly pulled her doll away from the other party. Emily was somewhat satisfied with the little kid in front of her and seemed to be frightened by herself: "Gabriel, remember to listen to me in the future."

　　 The little girl with a quarter of the charm frog pedigree hugged her doll and nodded quickly, and couldn't help but curiously asked, "Where is Annabel's father doll? Who is he?"

　　 "He is a wealthy widower, but he doesn't live in the house anymore..." Emily looked at the mud in the garden outside the window, "Charlie is staying in the garden."

　　 Emily thought of other meanings. She looked at Emily's profile face outside the window: "So you married him?"

　　 Emily turned her head and smiled wickedly at Gabriel, she narrowed her eyes: "But not because of love..."