Son-in-law of the Hibiscus family at Hogwarts

In less than a day, the pure-blood family sent a large number of members to all parts of the UK, intending to find a suitable location to build a school.Weston has already emphasized to them that the bigger the better, otherwise he might not be able to accommodate so many students, which would be giving up his own interests to others.

Of course, the pure-blood families understand what Weston means. Although they still have to share some of the benefits, no one will mind if they can keep more.When the family heads were looking for purebloods from other countries to discuss interests, the task of their people was to find a place that could satisfy Weston's wishes.

Weston did not go with the pure-blood family heads. He had other plans to carry out.The premise is that he first gets over the situation in front of him...

"That's how you graduated!" Mrs. Delacour stared at Weston with her beautiful eyes wide open, her tone full of resentment, "I know you already know a lot, but you Are you sure you are better than everyone else? You..."

"That -" Mr. Delacour interjected weakly, "It seems that Weston is already the most powerful wizard in the magical world. Dumbledore and Mr. Flamel both said so!"

"Shut up!" Mrs. Delacour yelled at Mr. Delacour. Before Weston could show his gloating expression, she turned her head again, "You have to know..."

Let me die!Weston wailed inwardly, but on the surface he listened respectfully.He has been educated here by Mrs. Delacour for more than half an hour. He doesn't know where Mrs. Delacour got such a large vocabulary, but she doesn't have many repeated sentences.

"...Do you remember what I said?" Mrs. Delacour finally said this.

Finished?Weston became energetic, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I have already remembered it. If anything happens in the future, I will discuss it with you instead of making my own decisions!"

"That's pretty much it!" Mrs. Delacour nodded with satisfaction, stood up, and said with a smile, "However, congratulations on your successful graduation. I think we should celebrate! Do you want something to eat?"

"My dear, how about we go out to eat?" Mr. Delacour raised his hand and suggested, "Maybe we can also bring Fleur and Gabrielle back and we can celebrate together, what do you think?"

"What a great idea!" Mrs. Delacour's eyes lit up. She walked up to Mr. Delacour, leaned over and hugged his neck, kissing his face passionately. "You know my dear is smart. I like your proposal!"

"Of course, otherwise how could I get your love!" Mr. Delacour raised his eyebrows and placed a mark on his lover's face, which had become like a [-]-year-old girl. "Then, should we let Wei Will Ston go pick them up?"

"Okay!" Mrs. Delacour lay in her lover's arms and nodded lazily.

Mrs. Delacour was really good at controlling her husband, and she simply ate Mr. Delacour to death. Weston sighed at the side, watching Mr. Delacour's eyes sweep over, and he understood instantly. What he meant was that he disliked him and was an eyesore!

Hey, man!Weston gave him a contemptuous look, stood up directly, and apparated into the living room.

When he reappeared, Weston had already appeared on the Beauxbatons campus.

"Who?" A wizard was teaching the students. When he saw a person suddenly appeared on the grass, he immediately pointed his wand at him.

"Sorry, I'm Weston Delacour!" Weston spread his hands to show that he was not hostile.

"Weston, why are you here?" A charming exclamation came from the crowd.Weston turned his head and looked over, and saw Fleur's pretty face that looked both angry and happy.

Weston smiled slightly and opened his arms to Fleur.Furong blushed and glared at him lightly, but couldn't hold back her excitement and rushed directly into his arms.

"Have you missed me, my dear?" Weston asked softly, looking at the baby in his arms.

Furong chick nodded repeatedly like sucking rice, but she didn't leave his arms. It looked like she wanted to melt her whole body into him.

"So it's you, the genius wizard of Hogwarts?" The wizard smiled and put away his wand, "Hello, I am Beauxbatons' new horticulture professor. You can call me Jerry!"

"Hello, Professor Jerry!" Weston smiled and nodded to him, "Is Mrs. Maxim here?"

"Of course she is. She is in the principal's office now. But I think she should be here soon! I don't think she can have afternoon tea in peace if she can use Apparition in Beauxbatons!" Jerry laughed. Said.

"By the way, did Mr. Dumbledore ask you to come here?"

"No, they're Fleur's parents!" Weston shook his head and didn't hide anything. "We want to celebrate my early graduation. I'm here to take Fleur and the others home."

"Graduate early?!" x3

Jerry stared at Weston dumbfounded, Fleur also raised her face from his arms, and equally shocked was Madame Maxime who had just appeared on the playground.

"Dumbledore has agreed to your graduation?" Madam Maxime asked in a low voice. Her eyes, which were originally like beetles, were now as wide as teacups.

"Of course!" Weston nodded matter-of-factly and asked, "How could I say that if the professor didn't agree?"

"I have to say, you are such an outstanding boy!" Mrs. Maxim came to her senses and sighed, "I remember, you should be an adult now, right? Maybe, I should call you a wizard!"

"You have a good memory," Weston responded with a smile.

"I remember that you and Fleur are already engaged?" Mrs. Maxim looked at the two people who were still hugging with interest. "Perhaps, I can attend your wedding this year?"

"Maybe, it all depends on what Fleur wants!" Weston laughed, "But I can't wait!"

"Hiss—" Suddenly, Weston's expression changed, he took a breath of cold air, very skillfully stretched out a hand to touch a familiar place, and took hold of the white and tender little hand that was left there.

"Humph!" Furong snorted coldly, the blush on her face had not gone away, but there was a look of longing in her eyes.

This woman!Weston smiled bitterly. This is probably the result of extreme happiness leading to sadness?

"Do you want to ask for leave for Fleur and Gabrielle?" Madam Maxim suddenly asked.

"Yes, ma'am!" Weston smiled and nodded, "Please do it for your convenience!"

"It's not a big problem, but why should I do this?" Mrs. Maxim joked. Looking at her smiling face, it was difficult to tell whether she was serious or joking.

Let me down?Weston sneered in his heart, but the smile on his face did not change. He said pointedly: "A certain big man owes me a favor. How should I ask him to repay it?"

"Bah, why are you talking about this!" Mrs. Maxim spat in an unladylike manner, "If you want to take them away, take them away as soon as possible. I will regret it after a while!"

"Thank you!" Weston smiled brightly at Madame Maxime.

Fleur heard something vaguely understanding. She looked at Weston and found that his attention was not here. She pouted her lips and stretched out her other hand——

"hiss--"