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"Master, are you looking for me?"

asked Lucius, bowing to Voldemort.

"I take it you're ready to go?" Voldemort asked.

"Yes, master. Actually, I was about to ask you, should I go to Azkaban now?"

"Azkaban?" Voldemort spit out these words slowly, and smiled leisurely, "No, Lucius, we're not going there."

"...Forgive me for being stupid, master?"

"I need to do something now, and you," Voldemort waved his hand, and Antonin Dolohov walked out of a shadow like a ghost, bowing his waist. "You and Antonin attacked the Ministry of Magic," Voldemort continued.

"...Ministry of Magic? Master..."

"Yes, the Ministry of Magic." Voldemort turned around and walked slowly to his exclusive sofa, and sat down, "I thought about it carefully, we can't miss such a good opportunity to attack the Order of the Phoenix, can't we? I think , my little Bella will understand me, and stay in that dirty place for a few more days for her Dark Lord."

A large snake slowly swam out from behind the chair, hissing a scarlet message at Lucius.

"Be good, Nagini," laughed Voldemort. "That's not your lunch... Now, Lucius, don't doubt any of your master's decisions. First you breach the Ministry of Magic, and then go to the Burrow. Remember, I want to see Harry Potter alive, as for the others—”

"—kill them!"

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On August 8st, before dawn, the Burrow began to be lively.

Mr. Weasley got up early, put on well-polished leather shoes, and headed to a nearby hilltop to meet the Veela family.They would get there by portkey before lunch, which meant Arthur would have to stand on that hill for four or five hours, but it was better for him than sitting in the room and enduring the vague restlessness and tension in his heart.

Mrs. Weasley stayed up almost all night, thinking about Bill's childhood and growing up in her mind.When the bird outside the window uttered its first cry, she couldn't wait to turn over and get out of bed. With her disheveled hair, she plunged into the kitchen, humming a song and getting busy happily.

Her singing woke up the sleeping little wizards one by one. The children of the Weasley family grumbled and complained, but offered to help with their work; Bill and Fleur stayed in their respective rooms, Listening to the sound of his heart beating excitedly at a loss... After Draco was woken up, he turned around a lot before finding Livia in the kitchen who was helping Molly toast with Hermione.

"Good morning! Draco!" Livia greeted Draco vigorously, pointing at the funny smear of flour on the tip of her nose, "Have you seen it before going out? Today is such a beautiful day!"

"Good morning." Draco put his hands in his trouser pockets casually, leaning on the door frame and said relaxedly.

"Would you like a piece of toast I made? I just sneaked one, it's delicious! Maybe I can find some coffee beans to make you a cup of coffee." Livia said.

"Why not?" Draco said aggressively, "Maybe I can get a bowl of cream of mushroom soup?"

Livia glared at him, but Draco still got the soup he wanted later.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mrs. Weasley drove Harry, Ron, Fred and George outside the huge white tent newly set up in the orchard, waiting for the concierge who came to the wedding.

Harry had been transformed by the compound potion into a fat boy with curly red hair, sweating in a dress robe that was a size too small.He introduced himself as Bill's "Barney Cousin" and had no fear of being found out—there were too many red-haired lads in the Weasley family anyway, and this wasn't one more.

Harry was clearly not the only one in need of a disguise.

When Draco and Livia appeared in front of several people again, Harry and Ron thought they were new guests and were facing the seating chart to help them find a seat.George and Fred looked at each other and whistled.

"Long time no see, Cameron."

"And the beautiful Miss Lilith."

Harry didn't think much about it, he smiled politely and somewhat cautiously, and greeted: "Good afternoon, it's not time for the banquet yet, but you can tell me your names, so that I can bring you to the banquet first."

Then, he saw the brown-haired young man raised one corner of his mouth, showing a familiar mocking expression, and said to him, "Stupid Scarhead!"

"Malfoy?" Ron yelled immediately, looking at the petite curly-haired girl next to him, and said, "Bones?"

"Hahahahaha..." Livia held Draco's arm and smiled happily.Her hair had been turned into long brown curls from the Polyjuice Potion, and she wore a lake-blue dress, and around her neck was still the badger necklace her mother had given her.Wrinkling her nose playfully, she continued, "It feels good to have lied to you."

"You look only ten years old." Harry looked at Livia, who was only as tall as his own chest, and said, "So what are your identities now?"

"Cameron Miles and his sister, Lilith Miles," Draco replied, "friends the newcomer met while working at Gringotts."

"Sounds good," Fred laughed, then loosened the tie on the dress and complained jokingly, "This dress really makes me uncomfortable. When I got married, I didn't have so many annoying rules. Go straight to the Ministry of Magic and register."

"Your wife won't agree," Livia said, wrinkling her nose, "Girls all yearn for a romantic wedding." She smiled and pointed to the flower path in front of the tent, and said, "It's beautiful, isn't it ?"

Draco looked along Livia's fingers, and then he noticed that this place looked different from yesterday.

Behind them, before the entrance to the white tent, was a long walkway paved with violet petals.Those petals have been cast with a fixed spell, even if a tornado is hung, they will not deviate from their positions by half a step.

Rows of delicate golden chairs were placed on both sides of the flower path, and Draco recognized that they were the ones he was crushed and cast the transfiguration spell on yesterday, but Mrs. Weasley seemed to be quite prejudiced against their original silver color, so Turned them gold by themselves.

In front of the front seat is where Bill and Fleur will take their oath.There was a large circular archway there, but instead of flowers or other plants, it was wrapped with large expanses of star-like broken diamonds-obviously, this luxurious style naturally came from Draco's hands.

Beside the arch, the pillars of the tent are entwined with beautiful flower tendrils. Due to magic, even if there is no wind, the branches, leaves and petals on the flower tendrils are shaking slightly, and butterflies are dancing around in twos and threes.

"It's nothing." Draco shrugged. "A tea party at the Malfoy's was even more gorgeous than this."

"But I already think it's beautiful enough," Livia said longingly, "It's already beautiful enough to be able to marry the one I love."

Many figures in different costumes appeared one after another by the side of the field, walking towards the tent with joyful expressions.

Ladies attended with strong French-inspired costumes, and came in various dresses that shone with the soft luster of silk and satin.They wore wide-brimmed bowler hats, with exotic flowers and enchanted birds hovering over the witches' hats; Each was held in place by a spell.They wore straight robes and gowns, and the sash sparkled with the light of various gemstones.

People were chatting excitedly, and the smiles on their faces decorated this sunny summer afternoon, as if to herald the happy life of the young couple who got married today.

Harry and Ron hurriedly began to guide the work, Draco and Livia quietly retreated to the side, and stood beside the old Tonya and Daniel who came over at some time.

"It's a lively day, Arthur and Molly will be very happy!" Old Tonya trimmed his beard anyway, which made his face look younger.

"When are you going to marry Helen?" Livia asked, poking Daniel's arm, "She seems a little impatient."

"Hey, little girl." Daniel said with a shy smile, "It's a bit strange to be urged to marry by a girl who doesn't look ten years old... Oh, it's Cindy!"

"Good afternoon~~Everyone~~~The weather is so nice~"

Cindy trotted over like a little girl, hugged Draco's waist from behind, poked her head out from the side playfully, looked at him and said, "Long time no see, dear, you Are you okay~"

"...Release! =Dish=+"

"So cold!" Cindy let go of Draco, covered her face and pretended to cry, "It's a pity that I prepared a gift for you~"

"...Bring it!"

"Hmph! I don't want to give it to you so simply! Call me the queen!...Okay, I'm sorry," Cindy took out a small bag from her pocket and handed it to Draco, "here, don't Angry!"

Draco put the things in his pocket, snorted coldly, and turned his head away.

Cindy and Draco's way of getting along made the onlookers couldn't help laughing.Livia leaned over, gave Cindy a hug, and said, "You seem to be in a particularly good mood."

"Hmm... Maybe it's because of the particularly good weather?"

"Stole something at the Godfather's house again?" Draco said, squinting at Cindy, "Unicorn hair? Dragon scales? Or all the buttons on the shirt."

"I guessed wrong!" Cindy said happily, "Beforehand, I didn't steal it for myself this time, I did it for..."

"Good afternoon." Hermione's hearty greeting interrupted Cindy, who immediately raised her hand happily.

"Hermione~ good afternoon!" said Cindy.

Hermione came over and greeted several people one by one.She was wearing a beautiful purple dress and her hair was smoothed out.She smiled and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Hi, Hermione!" Livia said with a smile, "You look so pretty!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Hermione looked at Livia, then at Draco, and said with a smile, "What should I call you today?"

"Oh, you recognize me?" Livia giggled and pointed to herself, "I'm Lilith," and then took Draco's arm and pulled him over, saying, "This is my Brother, Cameron."

"Good afternoon, Granger." Draco said hello to Hermione.

"Hello, Cameron, you look so...ordinary today." Hermione was at a loss for words, "And you, Lilith, your necklace is so cute."

"Thank you," Livia smiled even more happily, "This is a gift from my mother!"

Draco looked sideways to see Harry and Ron talking to a woman with a hooked nose, red eyes, and a pink flamingo fur hat.None of their expressions looked good.

"Is that a relative of the Weasley family?" Livia asked.

"That's Ron's Aunt Muriel," Hermione rolled her eyes in an unladylike manner, "her hobby is to find fault with everyone's manners."

Draco burst out laughing at this statement, and said sarcastically, "She does know how to dress herself, no doubt - her taste matches her temperament."

"Hey, you guys!" Hagrid greeted, sitting in one of the special chairs he'd just caused an uproar by collapsing five chairs at the same time.

"Good afternoon, Hagrid!"

"Come here," said the kind half-giant with a smile, "the wedding is about to begin!"

Not long after they took their seats, Harry and Ron also sat down, and then the Weasleys came down the aisle with a burst of cheerful laughter, greeting them happily.Afterwards, Bill and Charlie stood at the front of the auditorium in straight dresses, with a snow-white rose pinned to their chests.Bill clasped his hands tightly together, looking a little nervous.

Ceremony, music and cheers played at the same time as Mr. Veela entered the venue with Fleur on his arm. Ginny and Fleur's younger sister, Gabriel, both dressed in golden dresses, followed behind them and walked over together.

Louder cheers erupted from those around him, and Fred even whistled.Draco was a little less interested, he clapped absently, but his ears were overhearing the whispers of Ron and Harry.

"Turn your eyes away, Harry!" he heard Ron warn in a low voice, "Don't stare at Ginny!"

"I do not have……"

"Fart! Your eyes are straight!"

"That's just because she is beautiful today..."

"Shut up! You are not allowed to think she is beautiful! You have abandoned her! You are not allowed to provoke her again!"

"You know why I broke up with her! You can't say that!"

"I don't care! Anyway, don't provoke my sister again!"

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For the rest of the time, Draco was distracted.He felt both awkward about being at the wedding of two Gryffindors and agitated by some inexplicable emotion.He kept turning his head to look at the deep forest next to the venue, always worried that something would jump out of it.

"... Now, I declare that you are husband and wife!"

The pastor's voice brought back Draco's drifting thoughts, and he stood up along with the people, applauding perfunctorily.

As the ritual music weakened, another more cheerful dance music sounded.At the same time, the golden seats on both sides of the flower path rose to the sky, turned into a piece of golden powder, and spread evenly in the sky.Another golden light flashed, and those fine powders turned into a gorgeous vault.The petals on the ikebana rearrange and recombine into one giant, sweetly scented dance floor.Small white wine tables sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and landed around the dance floor in a whirl.The moment they land, refreshment towers and colorful cocktails appear on every small table.

People scattered in amazement, each inviting a partner.Before Draco could move, he heard a soft voice whispering in French, "Would you like to dance with me?"

Draco looked sideways and saw a pale blonde Veela relative standing very close to him, smiling alluringly at him.He smelled the strong perfume on the woman's body, frowned in disgust and took a step back.

"Since just now... I have been... paying attention to you," the Veela relative changed into unfamiliar English, and continued in a confused manner, "Your temperament...elegant...I like it, I like it very much!"

Draco smiled at her and replied in fluent French: "I'm sorry, but..." He turned and pulled up Livia, who was still looking around curiously, and continued, "I've got a partner."

"Her?" The Veela relative frowned, "She's just a baby!"

"So what?" Draco shrugged and led Livia away.

"Did you just speak French?" Livia said in surprise, "How many languages ​​do you know?"

"More than you can imagine." Draco raised his eyebrows and smiled, holding Livia's waist and spun onto the dance floor, "Want to dance?"

"Maybe you can ask me next time before we step on the dance floor."

"Maybe," Draco smiled, pulling Livia closer, "I'm assuming you won't step on my feet?"

"Maybe~" Livia imitated Draco's tone and raised her eyebrows, but the moment she stretched out her left hand, she grimaced, "Oh, hell."

Draco looked at Livia, who was almost grabbing his shoulders, and laughed.His laughter attracted the attention of several people around him, making Livia even more embarrassed.

"Damn polymorphing potion!" she whined under her breath.

"Don't worry, my little girl." Draco stopped laughing, his left hand still firmly held Livia's hand, but his right hand suddenly tightened, and with a single effort, he hugged Livia with one hand.

Livia hooked Draco's neck reflexively, and her whole body was tightly attached to Draco's body.This intimate distance made her suddenly feel that the heartbeats of the two seemed to be in sync, and she secretly blushed in the dark.

"That's enough." Draco whispered in Livia's ear, "Close your eyes, listen, and change the music."

The lights on the dance floor were dimmed, and the soft and lingering blues had just the right atmosphere.

Draco's voice seemed to be a charm, which made Livia have no reason to resist.She obediently closed her eyes, completely surrendered her body to the other party, and gently shook her body and mind along with the music.

Beside them, Bill and Fleur are enjoying their sweet first wedding kiss; the twins have each found a beautiful French girl and have these flirtatious whispers; Looking at them happily; Hermione was stepping on Ron's feet deliberately as a mischief, and the latter complained loudly, while his ears were red and refused to let go of the hands they held; Frustrated by the new story about Dumbledore... People circled and approached, and danced away, but the two of them were only concentrating on feeling each other's breath at this time.

At this moment, the crowd began to commotion.

Livia felt that she was put down by Draco, she opened her eyes and saw Draco's serious expression.Following his gaze, Livia saw a silver light slowly approaching——

It was Kingsley's lynx.

Draco straightened his back all of a sudden, frowned, and a bad premonition emerged from the bottom of his heart.He watched closely as the huge silver lynx Patronus came flying and landed in the middle of the panic-stricken crowd.

Later, the patron saint reported an unbelievable news to them in Kingsley's voice:

"They turned to the Ministry of Magic! It's fallen, Scrimgeour is dead, and they're coming!"

The author has something to say: I have always liked the chapter on weddings very much. Mother Rowling's writing is so graphic.Moreover, Ha Qi is super heavy and tense throughout, but this chapter is quite relaxed...except for the part where Harry went to discuss Dumbledore with others later.

Harry is Dumbledore's brainless fan! ! !As long as Lao Deng was hiding something from him, he would feel sad for an instant...it was definitely true love.

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