Chapter 605： wedding

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"Louis, is that your boyfriend?"

As soon as the girl left the big tent with her front feet, she heard a familiar voice behind her, and a beautiful French girl came towards this side.

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

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

Louise didn't mind Alice going to hook up Albert at all. It was actually quite interesting to see her embarrassed.

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

"I remember that seems to be the famous international wizard chess champion a while ago!" Adam popped out of thin air after Alice left, holding a large string of golden balloons in his hand. He is here to ask Louise for news, "You know what the red-haired girl is called, she doesn't seem to be studying at Boothbatten School!"

Isabel is very beautiful. If he were at Boothbatten School, Adam believed he would know him.

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

She knew very well what was thinking in this guy's mind, the brothers and sisters were all the same.

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

"you sure?"

With her hands on her hips, Louise faced Adam with questioning eyes, so that the latter quickly turned and left.

"I just saw Adam." Fleur walked over with her sister Gabriel and greeted the girl who was standing not far from Louise, "It's been a long time, Alice."

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

"I am indeed the bridesmaid." Louise noticed that another figure appeared out of thin air at the far end of the yard, and hurriedly greeted him. He left and said to the person behind him: "Furong, can you please help to welcome the guest. . Alice, don’t let Adam be lazy, let him come over to meet the guests."

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

"We all thought you were not here today." After seeing Mog, several people greeted him with a smile.

Albert looked at the girl who was leading Mogg in amazement, and his eyes fell on the young girl next to the girl again. He remembered that he had seen each other once.

It seems to be the one who participated in the Triwizard Tournament, who looks very beautiful. It should be said that girls with Veeva blood are very beautiful.

"A friend you know." Isabel asked gently.

"I had a fate when I came to France during the summer vacation." Albert glanced at Hertok. "I remember it was Mr. Delacour's daughter."

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

The wizards arranged here are actually somewhat connected.

"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 after meeting her eyes, he smiled awkwardly.

"Is Mr. Belby not here?" Mr. Delacour couldn't help but shook his head as he looked at the back of his daughter's departure.

In his opinion, Albert is very suitable.

Rich (didn't take the bonus to heart), talented (international wizard chess champion), talented (to be friends with Hertok Dagworth, even Adrian highly respects him), and has a life experience (The relationship with Bud is very close), he is the best candidate.

"I talked to Damocles, he should also take the time to come...to the wedding." Hertok said and waved not far away.

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

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

Because of the wolf poison potion, Damocles Bell is much higher in the potion circle.

"Oh, this young gentleman must be Mr. Anderson!" Damocles shook hands with Albert very enthusiastically, so enthusiastic that everyone around him was surprised, even Albert was a little uncomfortable.

"Your last proposal gave Damocles a lot of help." Hertok explained in a low voice.

The tent was very noisy, and everyone was talking excitedly and whispering, 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 there is no need to worry about others not understanding the topics.

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

"Have you attended the wizard's wedding?"

"I participated once before."

Albert looked at the witch with golden bells and magical birds not far away.

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

"The Muggles are flying pigeons."

"Muggle?"

A young man came here, looked up and down Albert, then cast his gaze on Isabel, smiling and speaking a lot of French.

Albert and Isobel looked at each other, then pretended that they (really) didn't understand him, smiled politely at the youth, walked around him, leaving Adam alone in place.

"What are you doing here?"

Louise walked over, looked at Adam who was stunned and said, "Don't be lazy, go over and help welcome the guests."

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

Louise looked at her cousin with an idiotic look, and suddenly thought he was a bit stupid.

The wedding officially began near dusk.

To be honest, Albert has never attended a wizard’s wedding before, but the wizard’s wedding is very different from the wedding he attended in his previous life.

At least, there was absolutely no wedding cake in my previous life.

Perhaps this is a Western tradition.

It is worth mentioning that Heber Delacour is very handsome, and Veeva's blood adds a lot of charm to him.

An old wizard in a tuxedo is officiating at the wedding.

"We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two loyal souls... I declare you to be partners for life."

The old wizard waved his magic wands high above the two of them, and a large silver star fell on them, spinning around them.

At the same time the balloon above the head exploded, a group of birds of paradise and small golden bells flew out of the cage, and the noise of birds and bells were added to the noisy big tent.

The banquet began.

A pool of molten gold spread out from the center of the tent, forming a sparkling gold dance floor. The band began to play, and waiters appeared from all directions, some holding silver trays, and presented guests with champagne, red wine and other beverages, and a large amount of delicious food appeared on the table out of thin air.

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

Albert cast a bitter look at Mogg, he felt that he was fooled by the other party last time, and the etiquette was basically useless.

But soon Albert had no time to complain, and was put on the stage by Isobel, slowly spinning with the tune.

Winter night came soon, and the surrounding temperature became even 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, and the atmosphere of drinking and carnival became stronger and more uncontrollable, and hormones were everywhere.

Quite a few girls came to invite Albert to dance, and there were no more boys who came to invite Isabel, but they all tactfully refused.

"Your rejection of the girls will make them very sad." Louise brought a glass of champagne over, looked at Alice who had just eaten, and said with a smile, "I don't think your girlfriend will be angry about it."

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

He found that France is far more open than he thought. As long as he is willing, many girls probably won't mind further communication!

Some ancient French... well, at that time, people thought that the more lovers they had, the more attractive they were.