Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Anyway, I'm not gonna believe this guy anymore, who knows if he's leaning on the Dark Head.” Ron said brainlessly, as if he had forgotten that he had also been subjected to a soul-snatching spell.

Ron was somewhat radical, but what he feared was not entirely hollow, and now black wizards from all over the world were pouring into the country, hoping to join Voldemort's army or complete other evil attempts, and cautioned against strange wizards in a brochure printed by the Ministry of Magic.

But Krum's surrender to Voldemort is a bit excessive, and he is not a dark wizard.

Probably, probably, maybe, Ron's jealous of Krum's reputation.

After all, as a world-renowned Quidditch athlete, the girl's eyes never left Krum again.

But then again, the others didn't like Krum as much as Ron did.

Fred and George, too, took Krum far across the tent and sat among a pile of Fred's 40-50 year-old French relatives.

Soon, the crowd stopped paying attention to Krum.

The warm tent was filled with nervous expectations, and the buzzing sounds were interrupted from time to time by excited laughter. The Weasleys slowly walked down the aisle and waved their greetings to their relatives with a smile. Mrs. Weasley wore a brand-new purple robe and a matching hat.

A moment later, Bill and Charlie stood in front of the big tent, both dressed in gowns and buttoned eyes with large white roses.

Fred whistled teasingly, and the maid cousins laughed.

And then the music went on, and it seemed to come out of those golden balloons, and the crowd calmed down.

“Oh!” Hermione said in her seat, turning around and looking at the entrance.

Ivan turned his head and saw the wizards gathered in the tent sighing in unison as Mr. Dracul and Furong walked down the aisle.

Furong's gait was light, and Mr. Dracul jumped with a jump, smiling face.

He held Furong's hand and Furong wore a very simple white dress that seemed to emit a strong silver glow around him.

Normally, she always overshadowed others, but today this silver light makes everyone more beautiful.

Ginny and Gabriel both look prettier than usual in golden yellow dresses.

But compared to Furong, they are both backed up and only make people feel cute.

At this moment, beauty becomes the exclusive term of Furong alone.

In the eyes of the crowd, Furong walked to Bill.

Bill also became glorious, and all of the wounds he left in the Hogwarts battle at the end of last semester disappeared.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” said a slightly monotonous voice, "the little wizard with thick hair who once presided over Dumbledore's funeral, he stood before Bill and Furong at this moment," We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of the two faithful souls... ”

“Yes, my headdress makes her whole person even prettier," Aunt Muriel whispered in a distant whisper, "but I have to say, Ginny's dress opens too low. ”

Ginny smiled, blinked at Harry and hurried forward.

Ivan immediately blushed when he saw Harry's face next to him, and now he didn't know if he was watching Furong or Ginny behind her.

Hermione also grabbed Ivan's arm with a little excitement, and the most critical moment was approaching.

“William Arthur, will you marry Furong Isabel? Whatever...”

Both Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Dracul, sitting in the front row, whispered their faces with lace pads, and behind the big tent came a trumpet-like sound, and you knew that Hagrid had pulled out a handkerchief as big as his tablecloth. Hermione looked at Evan with a smile and tears in her eyes, holding her hand tight.

“I do!” Bill's voice flashed.

“Floon Isabel Delacour, will you marry William Arthur..."

“I will! ”

“… I declare you partners for life.” The wizard with thick hair waved his wand high above Bill and Furong's head, and a large silver star fell on them, spinning around their tightly embraced bodies at this moment. Fred and George's leader applauded, and a golden balloon blew over their heads: the birds and little golden bells flew out of it and floated in the air, adding birds and bells to the scene's noise.

“Ladies and gentlemen!” The wizard with thick hair shouted, "Please rise! ”

Everyone stood up and Aunt Muriel whispered a few words.

The wizard waved the wand again, and all the seats rose lightly and gracefully to the half-empty, and the canvas of the large tent disappeared. They stood under the ceiling supported by the golden columns, looking at the sunny orchards and surrounding countryside, and the view was stunning.

Then, a stream of molten gold spread out from the center of the tent, forming a glittering dance floor. Those chairs floating in the middle of the sky automatically gather next to a small table covered in white tablecloth, floating back to the floor around the dance floor lightly and gracefully, and the bands in golden yellow tops walk to the stage.

“Awesome! ”

“It's fantastic.” Ron sighed with admiration, "It was designed by Bill and Furong, I never thought it would be so cool...”

“It's very informative, our wedding can be borrowed..." Hermione spoke thoughtfully, and then suddenly she sounded something, her face turning pink, looking at Ivan a little in hiding, “I mean, if you were going to marry me, would you marry me, Ivan? Am I right? ”

“Don't be silly!” Hermione, owner of Evan House, "I must not marry you, you will not...”

Ivan was unsure if Hermione had heard what he had said behind him, as another round of cheer had come forward, with waiters coming out of all directions, some holding silver trays with pumpkin juice, butter beer and flame whiskey on top, and some holding a pile of swaying pies and sandwiches.

“We should go and congratulate them!” Hermione softly said that she watched Bill and Furong disappear from the blessing crowd with her toes in Ivan's arms.

“The waiter will have time.” Ron shrugged his shoulder and said he grabbed a couple of butter beers from a tray passing by and handed them to everyone, "We should go find a table first, take a good spot and have a hard meal. No, don't go there, Harry! Stay away from Muriel..."

“Come on, Ivan, I want to congratulate Bill and Furong now.” Hermione said, "Let's go over there, okay? ”