All things are three at Hogwarts

The weather in Dorset, where Harris Manor is located, is very, very good today, with a soft and clear blue sky, high and thin clouds, and a golden-red glow shining through the gaps in the clouds.

Under the influence of magic, the whole manor was decorated with violets, pansies, and lilies, all of which looked extremely fresh on this lovely summer morning, as the sun just entered the brilliant east. Dewdrops on multi-flowered roses and various herbs roll down from the leaves and petals. Although there was no wind, the leaves danced lazily under the spell, creating a charming, microwaved ripple effect.

For the upcoming wedding, Fleur Delacour's parents will come over in advance. As soon as Daisy yawned and came to the courtyard to prepare for the reception, her mother drove her back to the room and asked her to put on matching socks and comb her messy hair. Decent enough, and her new savior brother Alan had to lower his face and use coquettish methods to his mother to avoid changing into those formal dresses that looked like he was going to a Christmas ball.

The Aurors, Red Umbrella Department and Death Knights who were stationed around the area in the past have all been temporarily placed out of sight. For this reason, the wizards had to temporarily cast many additional safety spells on the manor.

When Fleur's family was teleported nearby by the portkey at 10 a.m. and picked up by Harris' classic car, everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on a beautiful blond woman wearing a leaf-green robe. .

"Welcome." Owen was the first to break the silence with a voice that was more enthusiastic than usual. "We haven't seen each other for a long time... The last time was the last Goblet of Fire, right?"

"Mom!" Fleur shouted, rushing over to hug her, "Dad!" Albert followed his fiancée's footsteps somewhat honestly and came over.

Mr. Delacour was far less charming than his half-Veela wife Apolline. He was a head shorter than his wife, chubby, and had a pointed black beard. However, he seems to have a good temper. He walked quickly up to Mrs. Harris in high-heeled boots and kissed her twice on each cheek.

"Morgan le Fay, it's so troublesome for you," Mr. Delacour said in a low voice, "Fleur told us that you have been working hard for her wedding."

"It's nothing. Fleur is a good girl. We are extremely honored that our two families are about to get married." Morgan Le Fay showed an elegant smile, "Gabriel has become more beautiful too."

"Mrs. Harris, I miss your pastries very much." Gabrielle, who has grown a little taller, looks like a small replica of Fleur. Her waist-length pure silver hair is swaying behind her. She looks towards Morgan Le Faye showed a bright smile, stepped forward to hug her, then fluttered her eyelashes and looked at Emily, who was closest to her in height.

Noticing the other person's gaze, Emily glanced at the adults around her, showed a cute smile, took the initiative to step forward, and took Gabrielle's hand. Seeing that the friend she had met before had not forgotten her, Gabrielle breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't wait to say: "Emily, I brought a few dolls. They are my new daughters. I will introduce them to them later. you."

Maggie, who was wearing a little blue dress, took advantage of the opportunity and appeared behind the guests without letting them see her. However, she still politely saluted their backs, then took the heavy luggage from the car and disappeared. land.

"Children, go and play." Mrs. Delacour walked over lightly. Like her husband, she also leaned over and kissed Mrs. Weasley. "Morgan le Fay, so charming, Harris." The manor is even more beautiful than what Fleur described." Then, she looked at several Harris juniors, kissed them one by one, and then smiled at Allen, "My dear, the duel that night was very exciting. Besides, Those attribute potions are very useful, and my skin has become better than my mother’s…”

"Uh...you're welcome. I will make another batch soon. After Albert's wedding is over, you can take Apolline back." Allen hesitated for a moment but decided not to tell the other party that the improvement of his skin had nothing to do with the medicine. , and then, after Fleur's mother turned around, Allen immediately kicked Lun and Daisy with his feet, both of whom were distracted by the half-Veela kiss.

After being kicked, Lunn finally got rid of Mrs. Delacour's charm. He cleared his throat in embarrassment and pretended to be calm. Daisy also woke up after retaliating against Allen. She looked at Mrs. Delacour's slender figure and her husband's chubby, funny appearance in high-heeled boots with a somewhat impolite look, plus his pointed little black beard full of French sentiment. Some unrelated couples stood together, and Daisy couldn't help but start to giggle secretly.

After the Delacour family entered the door, and the Harrises accompanied them to finish a lunch that was completely different from the usual style for the taste of the guests, the now adult ladies gathered together again, and soon the conversation was lively. They had a heated final discussion about the details of the upcoming wedding, from the seating arrangements to the bridesmaids' shoes and even the direction of the handles of the teacups for guests.

The men were sitting not far from them. Compared with the extremely busy ladies, they seemed a little at a loss and embarrassed in this scene full of female voices, especially in the women's group, there were still voices from time to time. This puts the person being asked in the center of attention when the question is asked for their opinion.

"Owen, look at it, would it be better if the tablecloth was replaced with one made of lace with hollow patterns and welts like this?" Morgan Le Fay took a sip of lemon juice and pointed to a tablecloth in the album. The image asked, "Would it be too much trouble?"

"As long as it's better, it's no trouble at all... So you have a good eye, Morgan Le Fay." Irving glanced at it roughly and praised, which made Morgan Le Fay happily check the box in the album.

"If the tablecloth is changed, then I think the fully enclosed chair covers will look luxurious, but they are too heavy... Remove them and tie gauze ribbons on the white wooden chair backs, which will make the wedding look more romantic. . My dear, what do you think?" Apolline blinked her charming eyes and looked at Mr. Delacour, but before Mr. Delacour could express his opinion, she continued: "Weddings are naturally more romantic... Hmm...what color should we use..."

Mr. Delacour's fingers pointing at the album were frozen in the air. Those things that looked similar made him curl up the corner of his mouth helplessly.

Seeing the appearance of the two mothers, Fleur couldn't help but asked Albert: "Albert, can you come and take a look? This set of white teapots is very beautiful, and it is more exquisite than the blue one we chose before. ,What do you think?"

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

Albert, who was inexperienced and overwhelmed, looked at his father for help, but found that Owen, who could also be called a fellow sufferer, ignored him. Instead, he looked at each other with a wry smile and Mr. Delacour. Mr. Er said good-naturedly: "It's rare to see Apollin so happy."

Owen thought about the scene of Morgan Le Fay chasing him with a feather duster, and said with a smile, "Morgan Le Fay is always full of energy."

"Save him?" Lunn pushed Allen next to him and reminded, "The bachelor party for Albert hasn't been held yet."

Allen was looking at Albert, who acted a bit like a husky, with some schadenfreude. After hearing Lunn's reminder, he thought that as a younger brother, he had better not go too far, otherwise he would pay back sooner or later... He nodded twice. The brothers began to wonder whether they could rescue Albert and the two of them themselves.

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

"This is my new daughter Cinderella." Gabrielle pointed to a very beautiful blond doll and said, "The shoes on her feet are made of squirrel fur! Emily, what is your daughter's name? Uh...she Doesn’t it look like the situation is good?”

Cinderella raised her skirt in a friendly manner and gave Emily a court salute.

"This doll is called Annabell... I ran away once when I was a child. I asked my brother's men to capture her from the Muggle world." Emily, who didn't like playing with children very much, looked a little helpless. Pointing to her shabby and weird-looking doll with a smile and two pigtails, she said, "But she is not my daughter. I always let her play the role of my stepdaughter when I played with her."

"Huh? Stepdaughter?" Gabrielle looked a little confused.

"Being a biological mother? That's so boring." Emily seemed to be somewhat interested when she heard the question. She glanced at the adults and found that no one was paying attention. She looked at Gabri with wide eyes, "I usually They are all playing stepmother.”

"Huh?" Gabrielle's eyes widened, looking even more confused.

"Speaking of which, I made a little birth certificate card for Annabelle, and then hid it in my beautiful little drawer to make sure she couldn't get the key, so that I could pretend to avoid questions about my stepdaughter's biological mother. Question...Oh, I think about it, she ran away before, it seems because I burned these cards and some papers in the fireplace that day, and then lied to her that they were letters from her biological mother." Emily felt a little proud. , began to show off her playing skills to Gabri, and she said in a mean tone to the doll named Annabell, as if demonstrating it to the other party.

"Why are you asking these questions all of a sudden? Annabelle? You are being stupid again." "Ah, it is so beautiful...but how long can it last?" "Your father is gone. I think if you are willing to go to the orphanage, it will be useful to all of us. all good."

After the performance, Gabri didn't say anything but quickly pulled her doll away from the other party. Emily was a little satisfied that the little kid in front of her seemed to be scared by herself: "Gabri, remember to listen to me in the future."

This little girl with a quarter of the Charm Frog blood nodded quickly while holding her doll. She couldn't help but asked curiously and timidly: "Where is Annabelle's daddy doll? Who is he?"

"He is a wealthy widower, but he no longer lives in the house..." Emily looked at the mud in the garden outside the window, "Charlie is staying in the garden."

Emily thought of something else. She looked at Emily's side face looking out the window: "So you married him?"

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