Phoenix Ankh continued, but the bench where everyone was sitting began to emit a faint blue light around them, and trembled slightly, and the guests felt as if a hook was slamming forward with an irresistible momentum behind the navel, and then they knew that their feet were flying off the ground, like a gust of wind, and they couldn't see anything clearly, and the bench under them seemed to have a magnetic force gluing their royal highness to it.

When they regained control of their senses, they found that they had switched from the benches in the wedding hall to the dining chairs at the tables in the wedding dining room.

Guests transported by the portkey feel as if they are on the beach, and the carpet ripples like a wave, spreading out from the center. Chairs tied with different colored gauze ribbons gathered around the long table covered with white tablecloths, and the mischievous fairy bands who were already waiting here began to play melodious music on the gradually rising stage, and as the music played, the thick carpet of purple and red carpet surrounded by tables seemed to have melted, spreading out from the center of the center, and the colors became lighter and lighter, finally forming a dance floor like a blue ocean.

A huge wedding cake and countless bottles of wine are floating in the crowd, the wedding cake is a traditional multi-layered dried fruit cake decorated with classic British fancy, with the words H&D for Albert and Hibiscus written on it, and the corners of the cake will be decorated with English roses and French vetiver iris and German blue cornflower cream lace, topped with two phoenix models that will take off when everything is opened.

In addition to some drinks for the children, French champagne is the main drink, and some Scotch whisky and German dark beer are also filled with glasses according to the color of the ribbons on the dining chairs.

Mrs. Granger, who had never experienced a portkey, had not yet recovered from the fainting portkey, and she watched with some confusion as the glass in front of her was filled with champagne, and suddenly a small disc containing seven snails appeared on the table in front of her.

"Sorry Mom, I forgot to say in advance that you don't like baked snails. Hermione didn't feel uncomfortable with the portkey, but her mother's face quickly apologized when she saw the appetizer appear.

"It's okay, Hermione, the wizarding world is a lot more interesting than I thought," Mr. Granger didn't get dizzy, he picked up his tongs and prongs and expertly took out a ball of snail meat covered with garlic parsley cream and put it in his mouth, "Compared to the one we had on our trip to Dijon, France, today it's not sticky and chewy, and it tastes a little like mussels, as if with a little chili pepper?"

"Fleur is from the south of France, and that's their taste. Hermione clapped her hands and let the snail in front of her disappear, got on the next one early, and then swapped with her mother.

"I'm sorry... I overheard your conversation just now, and I didn't dare to eat the French stuff, so I got on the next one early..."A large wizard with short blond hair and a brown-and-red wizard's robe turned sideways and said kindly to Mrs. Granger, "Oh, look where my etiquette has gone... I'm Ernie McMillan's father, and Ernie admires Miss Granger's homework planner... Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, you have raised your daughter very well. ”

Mrs. Granger quickly put down the glass of pale gold champagne with very small and even bubbles in her hand and politely smiled back: "Hello, Mr. McMillan, I heard Hermione mention your son Ernie, who is probably one of the few people who really admires Hermione's homework planner. "Today's encounter at the wedding has changed the Muggle couple's many wizards - because Hermione's identity in the Umbrella Company is already well known, and the recent strong expulsion of Voldemort by Allen has made many people recognize the reality and bow to Harris, and many wizards can even be said to be a little whispered to curry favor.

"Mr. McMillan, Ernie did very well in the camp, unlike Harry and Ginny, who still disliked me and arranged the revision plan for them a few months ago..." Hermione grumbled, then looked at the pure-blood patriarch in front of her, who had helped Eren at the school board meeting because of Sirius's proposal, she nodded, although his son Ernie was sometimes arrogant and arrogant, but this tall Hufflepuff family was not hateful to Muggles like other purebloods, and although he judged things a little arbitrarily, he also had some intelligence, and he could basically be regarded as the best Hufflepuff after Cedric Diggory.

Mr. Granger and McMillan touched a glass of wine, which made the big wizard very happy, and he pointed to the beautifully presented and enticing lamb chops that had just appeared out of thin air on the table in a more relaxed tone, and said with some pride, "This lamb chops are one of the traditional dishes at the wizard's wedding banquet, mint leaves are chopped and soaked in vinegar to suppress the aroma of lamb and taste more refreshing, ma'am, you must try it... Dip it in that mint sauce and eat it, the taste is good and refreshing. ”

"Thank you, as a traditional dish, the Welsh lamb is of the best quality. It's also one of my favorite dishes. Mrs. Granger was a little crying and laughing, and the enthusiastic wizard in front of her apparently thought that she had never eaten this dish before.

This left McMillan stunned in place—he had thought it was a dish unique to wizards.

"My mother likes to add more mint and tomatoes to make this dish more nutritious. Hermione smiled wryly and shook her head, but she couldn't be angry at this invisible discrimination - it was only due to the wizards' ignorance of Muggles, and the pure-blood patriarch in front of her, who could teach his son to be friends with a Muggle-born wizarding classmate, obviously had no real malice.

At this moment, the crisp sound of banging glasses sounded, and the banquet hall fell silent, and everyone looked around, only to see the groom's father, British Minister of Magic Owen Harris, and his wife Morgan Lefay Rozier Harris standing up......

"Mr. McMillan, after luncheon, the Harris family seems to be prepared to speak privately with family patriarchs in a similar situation to yours, and I think we can talk about it later if there is anything else. Hermione said as she stretched out her palm in Owen's direction and gestured that the toast seemed to begin, interrupting the conversation between them, and an embarrassed McMillan gratefully apologized again, focusing on the groom's parents.

After knocking on the glass, Owen Harris looked at all the guests with a smile, and his voice was full of joy, and he made a wedding toast that seemed a little too traditional and dramatic, but could not find the slightest fault, and after he had finished drinking it, everyone realized that the couple did not mean to sit down.

“... After blessing Albert and Fleur, my husband Owen and I also have some personal information that we would like to take this opportunity to announce to you...."Morgan Lefay looked at her husband with a graceful smile and a loving smile, "My children are not at all aware of this, Owen thinks we should keep it a secret for the time being, so that they can also feel the surprise." ”

All the wizards were surprised, Harris's children were looking at each other, and Fleur noticed that her husband Albert and her unpleasant sister-in-law, Daisy, seemed to have a trembling mouth.

Emily suddenly leaned back as if she knew something, she pulled Alan beside her and shouted, "I know!" and Alan was also a little confused by this accident, and Luna was full of doubts and questions in his heart: "Ellen, why did Lunn suddenly start praying to me?... Oh... I see..."

Hearing this, Alan turned his head to look at Lunn beside him, who was really closing his eyes and muttering something, and he just wanted to ask when he heard his father continue.

"I am very pleased to announce to you..."Irving was smiling as he whetted everyone's appetite, "I am very pleased to announce that the Harris family is about to have a new life....my wife, Morgan Lefay, is now pregnant with the offspring of our Harris family once again..."

After a brief silence in the ballroom, there was a burst of congratulations and applause on Harris's table.

"Merlin, can't they stop?" Albert and Daisy, the two siblings, whispered to their siblings with their hands over their faces, "We won't be responsible for changing diapers this time..."

"Ravenclaw... I was praying they wouldn't talk about it..."Lunn was also a little devastated, "Alan tell Luna and let him bless us as sisters....so that it can be pushed to Daisy and Emily to take care of them more...."

"I just guessed that Alan! Mom has a bad stomach and likes to drink lemon juice so much..."Emily seemed quite happy, completely unaware of the hard work of taking care of her younger siblings and having grown up a little, she was a little reluctant to continue to be 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 children and the others with a somewhat wicked smile: "In addition, according to the magic test, this time Morgan Lefay is pregnant with twins, two little witches..."

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