v2 Chapter 1662： I am willing

"I don't believe this guy anymore, who knows if he has invested in the Dark Lord." Ron said without a word, as if he had forgotten that he had also passed the Imperius Curse.

Ron is a bit extreme, but the things he is worried about are not entirely unfounded. Now black wizards from all over the world are flocking to this country, hoping to join Voldemort's army or complete other evil attempts, printed in the Ministry of Magic. The booklet also reminds the public to be careful of strange wizards.

However, it is a bit too much to say that Krum is relying on Voldemort. He is not a black wizard.

Probably, maybe, perhaps, Ron is famous in Klein.

After all, as a world-renowned Quidditch athlete, the girl’s gaze never left him after coming in from Krum.

But then again, other people are not as malicious to Krum as Ron, but they don't like him very much.

The same is true of Fred and George, who both led Krum to the other side of the tent and sat in a pile of hibiscus's 40-year-old French relatives.

Soon, everyone will stop paying attention to Krum.

The warm tent was full of nervous and uneasy expectations, and the screaming voice was interrupted by excited laughter from time to time. The Weasleys walked slowly along the passage and waved their faces to the relatives with a smile. Mrs. Weasley wore a brand new purple robes and a matching hat.

A moment later, Bill and Charlie stood in front of the big tent, both wearing gowns and large white roses in the buttonholes.

Fred whistled, and the group of Meiwa cousins ​​giggled.

Then the music sounded, it seemed to be floating from the golden balloons, and the crowd was quiet.

"Hey!" Hermione turned around in her seat and looked at the entrance.

Ai Wen turned his head. When he saw Mr. Dracul and Furong walk along the passage, the wizards gathered in the tent sighed in unison.

Hibiscus's gait is light, and Mr. Dracul jumps with a smile.

He held the hand of Hibiscus, and Hibiscus wore a very simple white dress, which seemed to emit a strong silver light.

Normally, she is always eclipsed by others, but today this silver light makes everyone more beautiful.

Both Ginny and Gabriel are wearing gold-colored dresses that look even more beautiful than usual.

However, compared with Furong, both of them have become a backdrop, which only makes people feel cute.

At this moment, beauty has become the exclusive noun of Furong alone.

Under the eyes of everyone, Furong walked over to Bill.

Suddenly, Bill also became dazzling, and the scars he had left in the battle at Hogwarts at the end of the last semester disappeared.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said a somewhat monotonous voice, the hairy little wizard who once hosted the Dumbledore funeral. He stood in front of Bill and Furong. "Today we gather here to celebrate the two loyalties. The souls are combined with each other..."

"Yes, my headwear makes her whole person more beautiful," said Muriel's aunt, whispering very far. "But I have to say that Ginny's skirt is too low."

Ginny twisted her face and smiled, rubbing her eyes at Harry, and quickly facing forward.

Evan saw that Harry’s face next to him was immediately red. He didn’t know whether he was looking at Hibiscus or looking at Ginny behind her.

At this time, Hermione also held Ai Wen's arm with a little excitement, the most critical moment is coming.

"William Arthur, are you willing to marry Furong Isabel? No matter"

Sitting in the front row, Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Dracul screamed with a lace slap in the face, and a trumpet-like voice came from behind the big tent. Everyone knew that Hagrid had pulled out his tablecloth. Handkerchief. Hermione turned her face and smiled at Evan, her eyes filled with tears, and Ai Wen held her hand tightly.

"I am willing!" Bill said loudly.

"Hibiscus Isabel Dracul, you are willing to marry William Arthur"

"I am willing!"

"...I declare you to be a lifelong companion." The thick-haired wizard wielded a wand on the heads of Bill and Furong, and a large silver star fell on them, spinning around their tightly embraced body. Fred and George led the applause, and the golden balloon on his head exploded: the bliss bird and the little golden bell flew out from the inside and floated in the air, so the sound of birds and bells added to the noise of the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" the thick-haired wizard said loudly, "Please stand up!"

Everyone stood up, and Muriel’s wife complained a few times.

The wizard waved his wand again, and all the seats were lightly and elegantly raised into the air. The canvas of the big tent disappeared. They stood under the canopy supported by the golden pillars and looked at the sunny orchard and the surrounding countryside. Beautiful.

Then, a melting gold was spread out from the center of the tent, forming a golden dance floor. The chairs floating in the air automatically gathered on the small table covered with white tablecloths, and floated back and forth lightly and elegantly back to the ground around the dance floor. The band wearing a golden blouse walked to the stage.

"Awesome!"

“It’s absolutely perfect,” Ron said with amazement. “This is designed by Bill and Seremban. I never thought it would be so cool.”

"It's very valuable, we can learn from the wedding." Hermione said thoughtfully, then she seemed to suddenly sound something, her face turned pink, and she looked at Ai Wen a little dodging. "I It means that if you plan to marry me, you will marry me, Avon? Is that right?"

"Don't say silly!" Hermione, Hermione, "I am not you, don't think, don't think"

Evan is not sure if Hermione heard what he said later, because there was another cheer in front of him, the waiter came out from all directions, and some held a silver tray with pumpkin juice, butter beer and flame whiskey; Some hold a bunch of crumbling pies and sandwiches.

"We should congratulate them in the past!" Hermione whispered, and she looked at Bill and Furong from Ai Wen's arms and looked at the blessed crowd.

"The waiters will have time." Ron shrugged and said, grabbing a few cups of butter beer from a tray passing by and handing it to everyone. "We should go to a table and take a good position. Eat a meal. No, don't go there, Harry! Stay away from Muriel."

"Come on, Ivan, I want to congratulate Bill and Furong now." Hermione said, "We both passed, okay?"