"Hey, Bammo, Barney, you two take care of these charming ladies. I suddenly remembered that I have something important to discuss with Fred." As George spoke, he pushed Elwyn and Harry in front of the middle-aged women and asked them to lead them to their reserved seats.
He grinned a pompous grin at the ladies, and then ran quickly toward Fred and the two pretty young girls.
Looking at George's back, the women spoke French at an extremely fast speed.
"What are they talking about?" Harry asked.
"Uh, they seem to be talking about how Fred and George look exactly like each other …" Elwyn answered uncertainly.
No one could understand what the women were talking about. Elwyn guessed that they were probably talking about Fred and George.
As for whether they were talking about the twins' looks, it was hard to say.
It was also possible that they were talking about their clothes. The material of the salute they wore was high-end dragon skin. It looked very gorgeous and ordinary wizards could not afford to wear it.
Of course, it was also possible that they were saying that the two of them had no manners and only liked young and beautiful girls …
The woman in her fifties with heavy makeup was still unconvinced. She stuck out her chest at Elwyn and Harry, as if saying that her figure was much better than the young girls.
In the face of this action, Elwyn and Harry took a step back in unison and turned their heads to look at each other silently.
The French girls were so passionate! The aunties were no exception and were as bold as ever.
If only Gabry was here, she could help translate for them. However, she, Hermione, Elaine, Ginny, and the others were not outside. They were all in the room helping Hibiscus Chinensis dress up. There were also Lady Weasley, Lady Dracul, and a few witches invited from outside. A large group of people were squeezed inside and had been busy since the morning.
Elwyn could understand that the bride's dress was the most important thing in the wedding, but it took too much time.
Fortunately, he knew some French. He and Harry compared the words on the invitation list and finally found the seats for the ladies.
The two of them had just led the ladies to their seats, and before they could even take a breather, Hagrid had caused a huge commotion at the other end of the hall. He had made a mistake. He did not sit in the seat at the back that was specially enlarged and reinforced by magic. Instead, he sat on one of the five chairs.
Now the chairs were like a large pile of golden matchsticks. He hurriedly stood up and wanted to apologize, but he almost knocked over the guests next to him.
"No, let me, Hagrid!" Mr. Weasley shouted and rushed over to fix the broken pieces.
Hagrid loudly apologized to everyone who was willing to listen. Elwyn and Harry walked towards the entrance.
"What a mess. I hope Sirius and Lupin can come back soon. I wonder what the situation at the Ministry of Magic is like."
"No news is the best news," Elwyn said, hoping that the situation was not too bad.
No news meant that the Ministry of Magic was still debating whether to fight the Death Eaters or not.
It was meaningless, but it was definitely not bad. This was the style of the Ministry of Magic!
Scrimgeour had gathered all the Auror this time. If something really happened, they would not be completely helpless.
Although he did not have much hope, Elwyn still hoped that he could survive.
He and Harry returned to the entrance, but Fred and George had not returned yet. Ron was standing face to face with a very strange looking wizard.
The man looked a little familiar. His white cotton candy-like hair fell over his shoulders, and the tassels on his hat fell straight in front of his nose. He wore a dazzling egg yellow robe. There was a gold chain around his neck, and there was a strange symbol on it that looked like a triangular eye.
Elwyn squinted at the symbol for a while. It was the symbol of the Sacred Relic of Death.
He was too familiar with it. He had seen the essence of magic represented by these three Sacred Relic in the Hogwarts a thousand years ago through the church's prophecy.
These three Sacred Relic seemed to be unrelated, but they were interconnected. When put together, they could conquer death.
Well, since he wore the symbol of the Sacred Relic on his chest, this must be Xenophilius Lovegood, Luna's father.
Speaking of which, he was an old acquaintance of Elwyn's.
In the early days of the establishment of the Hogwarts Magic Newspaper, the two had cooperated many times and had many dealings with each other, but this was the first time they met.
"Hello, I'm Xenophilius Lovegood!" He said, walking towards Elwyn and Harry and shaking hands with them. "My daughter and I live on the hill over there. The kind Mr. and Mrs. Weasley kindly invited us. I think you know our Luna, don't you?"
"Yes," replied Ron. "Didn't she come with you?"
"She's in that charming little garden, greeting the goblins. They're everywhere, so lovely! Few wizards understand how much we can learn from the clever little goblins. Oh, to be exact, their name is the Garden Sapper. "
"Our goblins know a lot of wonderful curse words," said Ron. "But I think Fred and George taught them."
"Can't deny that they're very clever, right?!" Mr. Lovegood said. "By the way, why don't I see Elwyn Mason? Didn't he come today?"
"Uh, this …" Ron said hesitantly, looking at Elwyn uncertainly. "He has other things to do, today maybe …"
This was too strange. Elwyn was clearly standing in front of him, but Mr. Lovegood did not recognize him. Because of the compound decoction, he and Harry now looked like the Muggle Boys in the nearby village. No one knew them.
"You know, Mr. Lovegood, he can't show himself in public right now," replied Elwyn.
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