Chapter 1055 7 Is Really a Magic Number

The Phoenix Anka was still going on, but the benches where everyone was sitting began to emit a faint blue light to the surroundings, and they trembled slightly. The guests felt as if there was a hook behind the navel that was slamming forward with an irresistible momentum. Then they knew that their feet were flying off the ground, flying forward like a gust of wind, they couldn't see anything clearly, and the bench under them seemed to have a magnetic force that stuck their upper hall and lower moon. on top.

After they regained control of their five senses, they realized that they had switched from the benches in the wedding hall to the dining chairs beside the tables in the wedding restaurant.

The guests transported by the Portkey seemed to be at the seaside, the carpet was rippling like waves, and the waves spread out from the center. Chairs tied with gauze ribbons of different colors gathered beside the long table covered with white tablecloth. The naughty goblin band who had been waiting here began to play melodious and melodious music on the gradually rising stage. In the center of the venue surrounded by the dining table, the thick purple-red carpet seemed to be melted, spreading from the center, the color became lighter and lighter, and finally formed a dance floor like a blue ocean.

Huge wedding cake and countless wine bottles are floating in the air among the crowd. The wedding cake is a traditional multi-layered dried fruit cake, decorated with classic British style, with the words H&D representing Albert and Hibiscus written on the four corners of the cake. Decorated with English roses and French vetiver iris and German blue cornflower cream lace, there are two phoenix models on top, and they will take off when everything opens.

In addition to some drinks for the children, the drinks are mainly French champagne, and some Scotch whiskey and German stout are also filled from time to time according to the color of the gauze ribbons on the dining chairs for the guests above.

Mrs. Granger, who had never experienced a Portkey before, hadn't recovered from the door-sickness key. She was a little dazed as she watched the glass in front of her be refilled with champagne, and a small disc appeared on the table in front of her out of thin air. Contains seven snails.

"Sorry Mom, I forgot to say in advance that you don't like baked snails." Hermione didn't feel uncomfortable with the Portkey, but she quickly apologized after seeing the plate of appetizers appearing on her mother's face.

"It's okay, Hermione, the wizarding world is much more interesting than I thought..." Mr. Granger was not dizzy, he picked up the tongs and the double-pronged fork and skillfully took out a ball of snail meat covered with garlic parsley cream Put it in your mouth, "Compared to the one we had when we were traveling in Dijon, France, today it is not sticky and hard to chew. The taste is a bit similar to mussels, and it seems to have added a little pepper?"

"Fleur is from the south of France, and this is their taste." Hermione clapped her hands to make the snails in front of her disappear, served the next one ahead of time, and then exchanged with her mother.

"Sorry... I overheard your conversation just now. In fact, I don't dare to eat the Frenchman's stuff, so I made the next one ahead of time..." A big wizard with short blond hair and a brown-red wizard robe turned sideways. Kindly to Mrs Granger, "Oh, look where I've lost my manners... I'm Ernie MacMillan's father, and Ernie appreciates Miss Granger's homework planner...Mr Granger , Mrs. Granger, you have raised your daughter very well."

Mrs. Granger hastily put down the glass of light golden champagne exuding very small and uniform bubbles and politely responded with a smile: "Hello, Mr. McMillan, I heard Hermione mention your son Ernie , he may be one of the few people who really appreciates Hermione's homework planner." Today's encounter at the wedding has changed the Muggle couple and wizards a lot-because Hermione is under the umbrella The identity of the company is well known, and recently Allen once again strongly drove away Voldemort, which made many people realize the reality and bow to Harris.

Many wizards can even be said to be flattering.

"Mr. McMillan, Ernie did very well in the intensive training class, unlike Harry and Ginny, they also disliked me for overstepping the rules and arranging the review plan for them a few months ago..." Hermione complained, and then looked at the front of her eyes. The pure-blood patriarch who once helped Allen because of Sirius' proposal at the school board meeting, she nodded. Although his son Ernie is sometimes arrogant and arrogant, this tall Hufflepuff Unlike other purebloods, the Odd family does not hate Muggles, and although their judgments are a bit arbitrary, they still have some intelligence. They can basically be regarded as the best Hufflepuff after Cedric Diggory.

Mr. Granger and McMillan had a glass of wine, which made the big wizard very happy. He pointed to the exquisitely plated lamb chops that had just appeared out of nowhere on the table with a more relaxed tone. He said in a proud tone, "This kind of lamb chops is one of the traditional dishes at the wizard's wedding banquet. Chop mint leaves and soak them in vinegar to suppress the aroma of the lamb and make it more refreshing. Ma'am, you must Going to try it... with that mint sauce, it tastes good and refreshing."

"Thank you. As a traditional dish, Welsh lamb is of the best quality. It is also one of my favorite dishes." Mrs. Granger couldn't laugh or cry. The enthusiastic wizard in front of her obviously thought that she had never eaten this kind of food before. Dish.

This made McMillan stunned in embarrassment - he thought it was a unique dish for wizards.

"When my mother makes this dish, she likes to add more mint and tomato, which can provide more nutrition." Hermione smiled wryly and shook her head, but she couldn't be angry at this kind of invisible discrimination—it was just It stems from wizards' ignorance of Muggles, and the pure-blood patriarch who can teach his son to become friends with a Muggle-born wizard classmate in front of him obviously has no real malice.

At this time, there was a clear sound of knocking on the cup, and the banquet hall was silent. Everyone looked around and saw the groom's father, Owen Harris, the British Minister of Magic, and his wife, Morgan Le Fay Rozier Harris stood up...

"Mr. McMillan, after the luncheon, the Harris family seems to be planning to have a private conversation with the patriarchs of the family who are in a similar situation to yours. I think we can talk later if there are other needs." Hermione said and stretched out in Owen's direction He pointed with his palm, indicating that the toast seemed to be about to start, and interrupted their conversation. McMillan, who was embarrassed, apologized again gratefully, and focused on the groom's parents.

After knocking on the glass, Owen Harris looked at all the guests with a smile, and his thick voice was full of joy. He delivered a wedding toast that seemed too traditional and scene-speaking, but could not find any faults. After he finished talking and everyone took a sip, everyone realized that the couple had no intention of sitting down.

"...The best wishes to Albert and Fleur are over, and my husband Owen and I also have some private news that we would like to take this opportunity to announce to everyone..." Morgan Le Fay looked at her husband lovingly with an elegant smile on his face, " My kids don't know about it at all, and Owen thinks we should keep it a secret for now so they can feel the surprise too."

All the wizards were a little surprised, and Harris' children also looked at each other. Fleur noticed that her husband Albert and the unpleasant sister-in-law Daisy seemed to be trembling.

Emily suddenly leaned back as if she knew something, she pulled Alan beside her and shouted: "I know!" and Alan was a little confused by the accident, and Lu's words came from the bottom of his heart. Na was full of doubts: "Alan, why did Lun suddenly start praying to me?...Oh...so that's it..."

Hearing this, Allen turned his head and looked at Lun beside him who really closed his eyes and muttered something. Just as he was about to ask, he heard his father continue.

"I am very happy to announce to everyone..." Whet everyone's appetite, Irving smiled, "I am very happy to announce to everyone that the Harris family is about to usher in a new life...My wife Morgan Le Fay, Now pregnant again with the offspring of our Harris family..."

After a brief silence in the banquet hall, there was a burst of congratulations and warm applause, and the Harris table was covered by the applause.

"Merlin, can't they stop?" Albert and Daisy, the two brothers and sisters, covered their faces with their hands and complained in a low voice to the brothers and sisters around them, "We won't be responsible for changing diapers this time... "

"Ravenclaw...I was just praying that they wouldn't talk about this..." Lun also broke down, "Alan told Luna to let him bless our younger sister... so that we can push it to Daisy And Emily made them more responsible for taking care of...."

"I guessed Alan just now! Mom has a bad stomach and likes to drink lemon juice so much..." Emily seemed very happy, and she didn't understand the hard work of taking care of her younger siblings. Having grown up a bit, she was a little reluctant to continue being the youngest child of the Harris family, which made her not even participate in the flower girl and gave up the opportunity to the other three girls.

Owen looked at the reactions of the children and everyone with a smirk: "In addition, according to the magic test, this time Morgan Le Fay is pregnant with twins, two little witches..."

Allen was dumbfounded: "... Ravenclaw is really blessed... Seven is really a magical number..."