Belgium is a small country sandwiched between the great powers of Western Europe, and it was not until the mid-nineteenth century that Belgium became independent. But the history of this land is just as long.

As for the Belgian wizards who have always stood outside the regular conquests, their ancestors can even be traced back to the ancient Celtic period.

As a result, the warm and wild banquet customs were gradually inherited by them.

To be honest, the style of the banquet was somewhat out of tune with the Gothic palace – the peculiar scene of a bonfire lit indoors was the first time even the well-informed Madame Maxim had seen it.

But...... How to say that? This kind of wanton and unbridled banquet is really the most relaxing way to relax.

At present, the empty hall was already full of people, and everyone sat around a circle of low tables on the periphery, enjoying wine and food freely.

The sound of the elegant and light harp is mixed with the drums of the African Konka drums, and the saxophone invented in Belgium does not look awkward at all. The melody and rhythm blend together, making all guests feel the most special atmosphere of this land.

As the sun sank into the horizon and dusk turned to night, the pile of logs stacked in the center of the hall was instantly ignited by a soft magical flame. There was no choking smoke, only a faint fragrance diffused in the hall, which made the atmosphere of this banquet even more illusory.

Not long after, the guests saw a group of people entering the hall through the door, and the person in the middle was the prime minister of Belgium. Hermione noticed that the other party seemed to be surprised when she saw this scene in the hall.

Ms. DeQuinn followed the old butler to say hello to the Prime Minister, and then they did not bother too many people at the moment, but invited the Prime Minister and others to sit down in the hall in a very low-key manner.

Soon, DeQuinn was back at the seat on Hermione's side, and Madame Maxime nodded slightly at her.

"Smack."

The next moment, I saw Lady DeQuinn raise her hand and pat it twice. Then everyone saw that two teams of beautiful women, dressed in dance costumes, danced all the way from the side door of the main hall, and slid lightly to the bonfire in the center.

They swirled in the middle with a magical flame that was not hot, and also pulled the hearts of all the guests into the colorful dance floor.

"These girls must all be like me, with some pretty blood," Fleur whispered in Hermione's ear, "Lady DeQuinn has put a lot of thought into it this time. ”

Hermione bowed slightly.

Yes, it is obviously more difficult to find a girl of mixed race with so many girls than to find some girls to dance, and I don't know where she was invited.

"After all, there are still some Muggles here today," Hermione whispered, "and if it's the Baby, they'll be out of sight." ”

And to be honest, Meiwa's charm ability is too strong, and generally even if they are invited to dance, there are not many men who can really appreciate it. Just like on the court of the Quidditch World Cup, many male wizards were just confused for a while, and those charming babies were already finished, where can they enjoy any dance?

It's a pity that even if De Quinn put a lot of effort into this dinner and organized such a wonderful banquet in a short period of time, Hermione couldn't fit in at all.

Looking at the beautiful dance in the hall, listening to the melodious music in the hall, and smelling the fragrance of food, wine and spices, she only felt that her heart was a little out of place, and she was more and more detached from the world outside the banquet.

Well, to be exact, what hovers in her heart at this time is still the misty British land across the Channel.

And at that moment, a figure suddenly walked in quickly through the back door, weaving through the slightly chaotic guests, all the way to Hermione's side.

"There's word from Camp Granger that Mr. Potter and his group of five have returned to Weymouth Harbor."

"What?"

Hermione was stunned when she heard the wizard's words.

"Wait...... 'Five'?"

"Yes," the other man nodded, "and that said...... It was Mr. Potter, the Weasley siblings, and Mr. Longbottom and Miss Abbott, five of them. More specific news hasn't arrived on our side yet, but it should be soon. ”

"That'...... What about Mr. Blois? ”

Hermione understood that the other party should only get these messages, so she just muttered to herself, and then turned her head and gently pulled Mrs. Maxim next to her.

"There's new news from the camp that Harry is back - I'll go check it out first, and I'll have to trouble you to take care of it here."

"Oh?" When Maxim heard this, he couldn't help frowning slightly, "So fast? According to your previous estimates, shouldn't it be a few days at the earliest? ”

"I don't know, maybe something happened." Hermione said, "Anyway, I'll go see Harry first!" When they came back this time, they must have a lot of very important information in their hands. ”

"Well, there you go! If you get to Cherbourg and they haven't come yet, be careful when you go to Weymouth. ”

After a few brief words, Hermione did not alarm the others, and quietly left the banquet hall with the wizard who had come to report the news.

In particular, the head of the Blois family didn't seem to have returned with Harry and the others, and she thought about it and decided that it would be better to wait until everything was confirmed before telling the old butler about the situation.

……

Moments later, near the port of Cherbourg, France, Camp Granger.

Hermione, who was visible outside the camp gate, nodded to the guard at the gate, and walked straight through the camp to the tent in the center of the camp.

She soon found out that Percy was alone in the tent, and Harry didn't seem to have returned to France from Weymouth.

"Hermione, you're here." As soon as Percy saw Hermione arrive, she immediately got up from the table and greeted her, "I know what you're asking, but I've only received that one message here, and then I haven't gotten a response to the secret letter I sent back." ”

He said as he handed over an open note.

"No response?"

Hermione took the note and looked at it, then said:

"The handwriting is not in a hurry, it should not be written in a hurry...... In other words, there is a small accident that is not a big problem; Otherwise, what happened to Camp Weymouth after the secret message was sent...... Percy, put the team in order, I'm going over. ”

Percy nodded at once.

"It's already being prepared."