The Alchemist of Harry Potter

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"Louis, is that your boyfriend?"

As soon as the girl left the big tent, she heard a familiar voice behind her, a beautiful French girl walking towards him.

"No, Mr. Anderson already has a girlfriend, the red-haired girl next to him, so put away your little thoughts." Louise said sharply and sarcastically, "I bet he doesn't like it You, if you don't believe me, try it yourself."

This relative always likes to rob her own things. Since her boyfriend at school was robbed, the relationship between the two sides has become extremely bad.

Louise didn't mind Alice going to hook up with Albert, and it was actually quite interesting to watch her make a fool of herself.

To be honest, Louise was surprised, she didn't expect Albert to even bring a girlfriend. The thing that bothered her the most was that Isobel actually had an invitation card in her hand. It should be said that the tables they sat were all the guests invited by his father.

"I remember that he seems to be the famous International Wizarding Chess champion a while ago!" Adam appeared out of thin air after Alice left, holding a large string of golden balloons in his hand. He came to ask Louise for news, "You know what the red-haired girl is called, she doesn't seem to be studying at Beauxbatons!"

Isobel was beautiful, and Adam believed he would have known him if he had been at Beauxbatons.

"She has a boyfriend, the international wizard chess champion you just said." Louise didn't want to talk to Adam.

She knew very well what was going on in this guy's mind. The siblings were the same thing.

"That's a pity!" Adam muttered in a low voice, "Why are all the beautiful girls I know so famous."

"you sure?"

Louise put her hands on her hips and looked at Adam with questioning eyes, so that the latter turned around and left in a hurry.

"I just saw Adam." Fleur walked over with her younger sister Gabriel and greeted the girl standing not far from Louise, "Long time no see, Alice."

"By the way, is Louise the bridesmaid?" Alice said sharply, "I thought it was Fleur."

"I am indeed the bridesmaid." Louise noticed that at the far end of the yard, another figure appeared out of thin air, she quickly went up to meet her, turned around and said to the person behind her, "Furong, please help to welcome the guests too. .Alice, don't let Adam be lazy, let him come over to greet the guests."

A few minutes later, Furong led a middle-aged man to the corner of the big tent, where many wizards had already worked, and there was an acquaintance she knew.

"We all thought you weren't coming today." After seeing Mog, several people greeted him with a smile.

Albert looked at the girl who led Mog over in surprise, and then his eyes fell on the young girl next to the girl. He remembered that he had seen each other once.

It seems to be the one who participated in the Triwizard Tournament. He is very beautiful. It should be said that girls with Veela blood are very beautiful.

"Knowing friends." Isobel asked gently.

"I had a relationship when I came to France during the summer vacation." Albert glanced at Hertoc, "I remember it seems to be Mr. Delacour's daughter."

As soon as he finished speaking, Albert saw Mr. Delacour coming over and greeted them with a smile.

The wizards who are arranged here are actually somewhat related.

"These are my two daughters, Fleur and Gabrielle." Mr. Delacour introduced to Albert with a smile: "I remember you met Mr. Anderson before. If you want to chase my daughter... "

"Dad." Furong interrupted angrily.

Albert nodded, then glanced at Isobel next to him secretly, and smiled awkwardly after meeting her eyes.

"Mr. Belby didn't come?" Mr. Delacour shook his head and asked as he watched his daughter leave.

In his opinion, Albert is a good fit.

Rich (don't take prize money to heart), talented (witcher chess champion), talented (to be friends with Hetork Dagworth,

Even Adrian admires him very much), and he has a background (a very close relationship with Bud), so he is the best candidate.

"I talked to Damocles, and he should also find time to come... to attend the wedding." Hetok said and waved his hand not far away.

While the two were talking, Damocles Belby was led over by Miss Louise.

Everyone is very enthusiastic about the inventor of the wolf venom potion.

Because of the wolf poison potion, Damocles Bell has a much higher status in the potion circle.

"Oh, this young gentleman must be Mr. Anderson!" Damocles shook hands with Albert so enthusiastically that several people around were surprised, and even Albert felt a little uncomfortable.

"Your last proposal helped Damocles a lot." Hetok explained in a low voice.

It was very noisy in the tent, and everyone was chatting excitedly, but it didn't affect the group of people sitting here.

They chatted quietly about their recent research topics. Everyone is an expert in this field, and they don't have to worry about others not understanding the topics they talk about.

However, it was too noisy here, and after chatting for a while, Albert took Isobel out to breathe.

"Have you been to a wizard's wedding?"

"Have participated once before."

Albert looked at the witch with the golden bell and the magic bird not far away.

"It's the bird of paradise." Isobel noticed Albert's doubts and explained, "We usually put the bird of paradise."

"The Muggles are releasing doves."

"Muggle?"

A young man came here, looked Albert up and down, then turned his eyes to Isobel, and said a long string of French with a smile.

Albert and Isobel looked at each other, then pretended (really) didn't understand him, smiled politely at the young man, walked around him, and left Adam alone.

"what are you doing here?"

Louise came over, looked at Adam who was stunned in place, and said, "Don't be lazy, come over to help meet the guests."

"Didn't you say they understand French?" Adam asked, puzzled.

Louise looked at her cousin with an idiot look, and suddenly felt that he was a little stupid.

The wedding officially started near dusk.

To be honest, Albert had never attended a wizard's wedding before, but a wizard's wedding was very different from the weddings he attended in his previous life.

At least, there was absolutely no wedding cake in the last life.

Perhaps, this is a Western tradition.

It is worth mentioning that Heber Delacour is very handsome, and the blood of Veela has added a lot of charm to him.

An old wizard in a tuxedo was officiating the wedding.

"We gather here today to celebrate the union of two faithful souls...I declare you partners for life."

The old wizard waved his wand high above the duo's heads, and a large silvery star fell on them and swirled around them.

At the same time, the balloon above his head exploded, and a flock of birds of paradise and little golden bells flew out of the cage, and the noise of birds and bells was added to the noisy big tent.

The banquet has begun.

A pool of molten gold spread out from the center of the tent, creating a gleaming dance floor. The band started to play, and the waiters appeared from all directions, some holding silver trays, and serving champagne, red wine and other alcoholic beverages to the guests, and a lot of delicious food appeared out of thin air on the table.

Eber and Lucia stepped onto the dance floor first, kicking off the dance.

Albert cast a resentful look at Mog. He felt that he was fooled by the other party last time, and those etiquettes were basically useless.

But soon Albert didn't have time to complain, so Isobel pulled him onto the stage and slowly spun along with the tune.

The winter night fell soon, and the surrounding temperature became lower, but the low temperature still could not affect the carnival atmosphere in the big tent.

Albert felt that the wedding was gradually getting out of control, the atmosphere of drinking and carnival was getting stronger and stronger, more and more unrestrained, and there was a smell of hormones everywhere.

A lot of girls came to invite Albert to dance together, and there were not a few boys who came to invite Isobel, but they were politely rejected by the two.

"You will make the girls very sad." Louise came over with a glass of champagne, looked at Alice, who was deflated just now, and said with a smile, "I don't think your girlfriend will be angry about it."

"I'm a little tired." Albert declined politely.

He found that France was far more open than he thought, and as long as he was willing, many girls probably wouldn't mind further communication!

Some old French... well, in those days, people thought that the more lovers they had, the more attractive they would be.