Son-in-law of the Hibiscus family at Hogwarts

The Delacours took Gabrielle out. After all, if there was a banquet, there were still a lot of things to prepare, leaving only Weston and Fleur at home.

"There is still someone in the family who wants to stay!" Mr. Delacour said, winking quietly at Weston.

Weston smiled bitterly. He naturally knew what Mr. Delacour meant. This was to let him seize the opportunity.

"What are you thinking about?" Fleur looked at Weston doubtfully.

"Nothing!" Weston shook his head slightly and looked at Fleur's pretty and slightly green face with a dazed look in his eyes.

He chuckled slightly and said in a tone full of memories: "Time flies so fast! I still remember that a little girl came directly to me and announced that I was her husband!"

Furong blushed, then raised her neck: "Why, am I wrong?"

"What's wrong!" Weston laughed dumbly.

"That's what I want to say, you are my fiancé! When we graduate, we will get married!" Fleur said stubbornly.In terms of relationships, among the two of us, Furong, you have always been the bolder one.

"Okay, okay, you're right!" Weston could only say this when facing his proud fiancée.

"Humph!" Fleur rolled her eyes at him, and then said to him in a warning tone, "I told you, you have a fiancée! I don't want to hear about you messing around with women outside. !You know, if you do it, word will always get out!"

Unlike the heartless Weston, Fleur knew how attractive a guy really was.Weston was not bad looking originally, but after experiencing the Animagus, he had a sense of nobility. Now he is known as a genius, and he is simply a rich and handsome man in the magic world.

Not to mention the letters received by Mrs. Delacour, Fleur peeked out and saw many love letters sent by girls at Hogwarts, which made her proud and very distressed at the same time.

"What do you think, how about I transfer to Hogwarts?" Fleur said suddenly.

Transfer school?Weston was stunned and asked in confusion: "Why do you ask so suddenly?"

Why don't you have any idea in your mind?Fleur glanced at Weston resentfully, which made Weston even more confused.

"Nothing, just say what you want!" Furong pouted and asked dissatisfiedly.

It’s so baffling!The slow Weston was a little confused, but he still considered it seriously.

When it comes to transferring to Hogwarts, there are definitely pros and cons.The advantage is that the two of them can be closer and it will be easier to take care of each other; the disadvantage is that she needs to readjust for a period of time. After all, the living habits and diets of the UK and France are very different.

Another point is that even if Fleur wants to transfer to another school, it still depends on Mrs. Maxim's willingness. Fleur is her most proud student.

Weiss felt it was difficult to choose, so she told Fleur all about her considerations.

When Fleur heard this, she felt a little discouraged. Everything else was fine. She was not sure about Mrs. Maxim's passing.

The most famous witch in France was determined to make Beauxbatons surpass Hogwarts. In addition, Fleur was still her disciple, so the difficulty skyrocketed.

It seems impossible!Fleur thought a little gloomily.

Weston looked at the lost Fleur, feeling moved and amused at the same time. Even though he was slow, he reacted now and couldn't help but comforted her softly: "It doesn't matter, isn't it good that we just stay like this?"

snort!Fleur rolled her eyes at him and snorted, as if the baby was unhappy.

Weston said nothing, smiling and stroking Fleur's silver hair.

Fleur pouted, glanced at Weston, rushed into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Weston couldn't help but stiffen, and then relaxed.This is their first hug!

Weston looked at the beauty in his arms, thought for a moment, put one hand around her willow waist, and moved his other hand outward. The grass blades in the garden flew into the sky one after another, turning into petals, and gradually fell down.

Fleur felt something was wrong and quietly lifted her pink face from Weston's arms. In an instant, her eyes were filled with little stars.

"So beautiful..." Fleur could not help but sigh.

Weston smiled slightly: "Do you like it?"

Fleur bit her lip, nodded slightly, and kissed her boldly.

Under the sun, in the manor, a young man and woman were kissing like this. Rose petals were slowly flying in the sky. What filled the air was romance and happiness...

When the Delacours came back, they saw the young couple sitting on the sofa, chatting about something. It was obvious that the photo was much more intimate than in the morning.

As someone who has been there, I can guess what happened between the two of them.

Mr. Delacour quietly gave Weston a thumbs up. Weston felt a little embarrassed, but also felt very warm...

At seven o'clock in the evening, all the guests who were due to arrive were almost there.Although it was just a small banquet, everyone’s background was surprisingly large!

The leader of the Knights of Merlin, the patriarch of the Holy 28 Family, the Minister of Magic of various countries...except for Weston, there was no young man in the entire hall, which made Weston feel extremely awkward.

However, in order to solve the problem, he has to face it even if he is unwilling to do so, just like...

"Are you Mr. Weston Delacour?" A blond man wearing a gorgeous silver-trimmed dress looked at Weston with a smile.

Weston nodded and recognized the identity of the person from the other party's snake-headed cane - Lucius Malfoy, the head of the Malfoy family of the Holy 28 families.

"Hello!" Weston gently raised the champagne in his hand, "I think that with such a luxurious appearance, noble temperament, and a long-standing snakewood cane, you must be the head of the Malfoy family. Already?"

"Aha, geniuses are different!" Lucius laughed, "But you can call me uncle. Although, I prefer you to call me brother, but after all, I am still too old!"

"What the hell, it looks like you're still young! Then I'm going to reach out to you, Uncle Malfoy?" Weston responded with a chuckle, his manners even more noble than the other person's.

Lucius's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, so can I call you Weston?"

"Of course, it's my pleasure!" Weston nodded and said with a smile.

The two just started talking on the spot.It was said to be a small talk, but in fact it was just business talk, but there was no actual content at all.

Lucius secretly cursed the little fox, and Weston also cursed the old fox in his heart, but the smiles on their faces were so enthusiastic and full of sincerity!

The time soon came to 07:30, and Mr. Delacour walked downstairs...