The sun shone on the fruit trees with twining leaves and sparkling dewdrops. On the quiet path, the red roses that had just bloomed smiled along the path. They danced along the path, creating a mesmerizing ripple effect.
The entire Harris Manor was grandly decorated. From the entrance to the rooms in the manor, a long, thick purple carpet was laid out, extending all the way to the innermost wedding venue. All the pillars were wrapped with white, gold, and dark blue flowers. Everywhere, one could see fluttering gauze curtains, blooming flowers, and soaring colorful balloons.
Inside and outside the manor, except for a few Aura guards who were wearing black H94 uniforms, which matched Harris' identity, the armed forces of the Umbrella Corporation's Red Umbrella Department were the main security force. They wore brand-new black uniforms in the style of ancient Netherell wizard robes, standing solemnly to welcome the guests and guard the manor at the same time.
Some clergy of the Ravenclaw Temple seemed to have been arranged to help the Harris family with this private matter. These blue-robed wizards with seating charts were guiding the guests who arrived too early to sit down. After this group of people, the attendants in white waiter uniforms hurriedly took their places. Beautiful witches in elegant dresses shuttled around the venue, making the final preparations for the upcoming wedding.
There was also a band in the manor dressed in strange clothes. At this moment, the band members were sitting on chairs under a tree in the manor's garden, smoking pipes. A cloud of colorful smoke curled up from the pipes. This was a well-known veteran wizard band called the Naughty Fairies.
The Naughty Fairies band held a concert in the church hall of Little Norton in 1980. As a result, the band's lead singer, Fat Boardman, was hit in the ear by a radish, and he retired from public life. This time, the band was temporarily reformed for Albert's wedding. They were more suitable for this kind of formal occasion than the Odd Sisters, which was more popular among young people.
In the manor's wedding venue, the reporters from Harris TV station were busy making final adjustments to various camera equipment set up to find the best shooting angle.
This eye-catching wedding would be broadcasted live on Harris TV station. There were also seats set up for the media at the wedding venue. The heads and reporters of famous news media such as the Prophet Daily and Wizard Today arrived in advance. Therefore, there were many cameras preparing to record every detail of the wedding ceremony, and some cameras were tracking the VIP's every move on the purple carpet from the manor's entrance to the wedding venue.
In the Harris tower, Allen stood in front of a full-body mirror and took off the ancient wizard robe that he had not changed for more than a year. He was now wearing a dark blue suit with a traditional style with a pointed collar made of silk. However, this made Allen somewhat uncomfortable, because this suit was more exaggerated than the Goblet of Fire ball ball. Obviously, it was beyond the fashionable level that the average British wizard could accept.
"This is chosen by Hibiscus Dracul. She thinks that Master might like Mistress's blue more. The fabric woven with fine patterns is lighter and is very suitable for summer. It's perfect when paired with a white formal shirt. Master will be the most handsome groomsman at the banquet …" Maggie floated in the air in front of Alan. She was wearing a glove as she tidied up the black bow tie on Alan's throat as he raised his head slightly. The little elf was a little excited as she introduced it. Ever since she was in charge of the family's wardrobe, the conscientious little elf had flipped through a lot of fashion magazines that Hibiscus gave her. She even installed a TV in her small room for her to watch fashion programs and TV dramas that witches liked to watch …
Creech stood beside Allen's legs. He had also taken off his daily clothes and changed into a rather luxurious blue suit made of the same material as Maggie's dress. The hair in his ears had been carefully trimmed and were as white and neat as cotton. Regulus' locket and a classic golden pocket watch bounced on his thin chest.
At this moment, the old house elf was bending over to adjust the black satin belt on the side of Allen's trousers and straightening the edge of Allen's trousers. "A real gentleman must never roll up the edge of his trousers, master." After that, he walked over with a pair of black patterned patent leather shoes and placed them in front of Allen. After Maggie folded an antique silk handkerchief and half-covered it in Allen's chest pocket, Allen's outfit was completed.
"Master, Old Creech is sorry for spending so much of master's money." After Creech was done, he finally couldn't help but bow deeply to Allen. His body was so low that it was almost comical. His pig's nose was pressed flat on the ground, and he opened his mouth to speak in a low and hoarse voice that sounded very sad. He kept muttering, "Maggie is too unruly. She insisted that Creech wear this outfit … Creech is already decent enough when he borrows master's clothes … But she still ordered such a luxurious suit and spent a lot of money to buy Old Creech a pocket watch … This prodigal elf. Excellent house elves won't appear in front of guests. There's no need to spend so much money … Old Creech is sorry, master. Bad Maggie, bad Creech …"
"Creech, this is for the wedding. Don't you know that the family will be taking photos together later? Both you and Maggie have to be in the photo. " Allen nonchalantly put a decorative pocket watch into his pocket, revealing the chain. In order to stop the nagging house elf, Allen rolled his eyes and thought of an excuse. "It's just like how the Blake Family cut off the house elf's head and hung it on the wall as the highest honor and reward for the house elf in the Blake Family … The Family Harris allows outstanding house elves to be photographed with their master to commemorate their life and reward them for their contributions to the family."
"It's too extravagant to spend so much money on Garen's outfit. His clothes are beautiful enough," Creech mumbled. However, he suddenly realized the meaning of Allen's words. His bloodshot eyes widened in disbelief and he froze for a moment. His bullfrog-like voice suddenly rose in volume as he waved his thin arms. "Old Creech has only been here for a short while … Old Creech has already received master's approval. Old Creech's ultimate goal has been achieved just like that? No, master, this is the highest honor … Old Creech doesn't deserve it … Old Creech hasn't made any outstanding contributions to the family. "
"This isn't the highest reward …" Allen helplessly found another excuse. "The highest honor Family Harris can give to a house elf is to draw a portrait of you, just like those famous wizards. You can talk to it when you're free and inject your thoughts and memories into it … This way, your life story will be kept in the family forever …"
Creech, who was trembling with excitement, suddenly hit his head on the ground. Realizing that he had used the wrong bait, Allen quickly ordered him to stop. "Creech, are you trying to commit suicide to escape your responsibility? Don't think about chopping off your head and putting it in our hallway … You won't die as long as you take the Elixir of Immortality. However, if you work hard to satisfy master with the portrait, you can talk to it when you're free. "
Kreacher seemed to be moved and unable to die immediately. His two big, fan-like ears drooped down. He blew his nose loudly. "Kreacher will always be the Harris family's house elf."
Maggie and Allen looked at each other and sighed in relief. The master and servant pair both felt a headache for the old man in the house elf — a headache worse than hitting his head on the ground.
Allen looked in the mirror and tidied up his hair. He saw the time on the pendulum clock in the mirror and frowned. "Maggie, has Luna started to prepare?"
"The mistress hasn't woken up yet, master …" Maggie bowed slightly and replied. "I'll go over after I tidy up master … The little mistress left when I went to call the mistress just now. She should be with Miss Emily Harris and Miss Gabrielle Delacourt now."
"Maggie, you guys go to the wedding venue then. Have fun today. Don't hide it. Be more open and aboveboard …" Alan seemed to be worried after he finished speaking. He said seriously, "Take this as an order." After that, he pulled the hem of his suit. "As for Luna, I'll go and call her myself. You don't have to worry about it. I happen to have something to ask her."
"Master … I haven't cleaned up the mistress' room yet. I'm afraid I'll wake her up …" Maggie looked a little uneasy.
"It's okay, Maggie. Have fun with DOBBY today." After that, Allen stepped into the shadow and disappeared in front of the dressing mirror. When his figure disappeared, the mirror revealed Creech's figure, who had been blocked behind him. Seeing his appearance in the mirror, Creech couldn't help but look at himself in the mirror secretly. He subconsciously tidied up his ear hair. Then he noticed Maggie, who was snickering on the side, waved his hand with a red face and pretended to drive away the Harris family's female predecessor.
Maggie proudly raised her chin at Creech. "Subtle innovations can always be left in the history of fashion that people talk about. This is what Miss Hibiscus Chinensis Delacourt said."
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