“Hey, Bamo, Barney, you two take care of these charming ladies, and I suddenly think of something important to discuss with Fred.” George said, pushing Ivan and Harry in front of the middle-aged women and letting them lead them in search of their seats.

He slit his mouth and gave several ladies an exaggerated smile, then quickly ran over Fred and two beautiful young girls.

Looking behind George, the ladies spoke French at extremely fast speed.

“What are they talking about?” Harry asked.

“Well, it looks exactly like Fred and George are talking...” Ivan replied uncertainly.

Nobody understands what these ladies are saying, and Ivan guesses that they should be discussing Fred and George.

As for whether he was talking about the identities of the twins, it's hard to say.

It is also possible that they are talking about their costumes, they are wearing premium dragon leather that looks gorgeous and cannot be worn by wizards in general.

Of course, it's also possible to say that they are rude and only like beautiful young girls...

The woman, in her fifties or so, who painted her makeup, stuck her chest up against Ivan and Harry, seemingly saying that she was much better than a young girl.

In the face of the other party's move, Ivan and Harry took a very tactful step backwards and looked at each other silently.

French girls are so passionate! The aunts are no exception, as they always are.

It would be nice if Gabriel were here to help them translate, but she and Hermione, Elaine, Ginny, etc. weren't on the outside field, and they were all dressed up for Furong in the room at this time, and Mrs. Weasley, Mrs. Dracul and a few witches from outside, crowded in and busy since the morning.

Evan understands that the bride's costume is the most important thing at the wedding, but it must have taken too long.

Fortunately, he also knew some French, and he and Harry would compare the words on the list one by one, finally finding the seats for the ladies.

The two men had just finished leading the ladies to their seats, before they could relax. Hagrid had created a big mess at the other end of the field. He had misplaced the seats, instead of sitting on the seat that had been magically enlarged and reinforced for him in the back row, he sat on five chairs with one butt.

Now those chairs were like a bunch of golden matchsticks, and he stood up in a hurry to apologize, but almost knocked the next guest over.

“No, let me, Hagrid!” Mr. Weasley shouted and rushed over to repair those wrecks.

Hagrid apologized out loud to everyone who would listen to him, and Ivan and Harry walked to the entrance.

“What a mess. I hope Sirius and Lupin get back early, and I don't know what's going on at the Ministry of Magic? ”

“No news is the best news.” Ivan said, "I hope it's not too bad.

The lack of information means that the Ministry of Magic is still discussing indefinitely whether or not to fight the Death Eaters.

It doesn't make any sense, but it's definitely not bad, it's always the style of the Ministry of Magic!

Scrimgeour assembled all the arrogants in advance this time, and if anything unexpected really happened, it wasn't a little irresistible.

Even though there was not much hope, Ivan hoped that he would survive.

He and Harry returned to the entrance, Fred and George had not yet returned, and Ron was standing face to face with a very strange wizard.

The man was a little right in the eye, with marshmallows on his shoulders, ears perpendicular to the front of his nose, and an egg-yellow robe on his body with a dazzling colour. He had a gold chain around his neck with a strange symbol, like a triangular eye.

Ivan stared at the symbol with narrowed eyes for a while, and it was a sign of the sacred instrument of death.

He was so familiar with Hogwarts, a thousand years ago, that he saw the magical nature of these three sacred objects under the influence of church prophecy.

These three artifacts seem irrelevant, but the interior is interrelated and together they can conquer death.

Well, since the symbol of the sacred instrument of death will be hung on your chest, this must be Xenophilius Lovegood, Luna's father.

He's Ivan's old acquaintance, by the way.

In the early days of Hogwarts Magic, the two had worked together many times and interacted many times, but this was indeed the first time they had met.

“Hello, I'm Xenophilius Lovegood!” He walked up to Evan and Harry and shook hands with them in turn, "My daughter and I lived on that hill, and the kind Weasley couple kindly invited us, I suppose you know our Luna? ”

“Yes.” Ron replied, "Didn't she come with you? ”

“She says hello to the goblins in that charming little garden, they're everywhere, so lovely! Few wizards know how much we can learn from a smart little goblin. Oh, they're precisely named, Garden Engineer Essence. ”

“Our goblins know many wonderful curses.” Ron said, "but I think Fred and George taught them. ”

“You can't deny they're smart, can you?!” Mr. Lovegood said, "By the way, how come I didn't see Ivan Mason and he wasn't here today? ”

“Well, this...” Ron said drowningly, looking uncertainly at Ivan, "he's got other things he could do today...”

It was so strange that Ivan Ming stood in front of each other, but Mr. Lovegood didn't recognize him because he and Harry were now Muggle boys in a nearby village and nobody knew them.

“You know, Mr. Lovegood, he's not publicly available right now.” Ivan replied.

“Oh, yeah, it's inconvenient to show up, everyone knows the Dark Head is looking for him and Harry Potter, and now there are rumors all over the magic world, but none of them are true. Let me say that the Dark Head is afraid that Evan and Harry will replace him and become the most powerful and evil Dark Wizards, as long as everyone who knows the truth knows that, those two children have the power he doesn't.” Mr. Lovegood said, "Of course, becoming the most wicked black wizard cannot deny Ivan's talent. The two of us have worked happily together many times. He loves and supports my Song Reverse magazine, and I am also the most loyal reader of the Hogwarts Magic, because we share common qualities, both of us insist on telling the public the truth, although I do not deny that his focus is a little strange..."