On Tumble Alley, Link and Mrs. Foley walked side by side.

But Mrs. Foley's attention was not on the road ahead, but on Link.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she stared at Link for a long time before she stopped and said:

"Link, do you know what we're going to do when we go to Victoria Manor in a moment?"

"Ah, of course I do. ”

Link replied a little speechlessly.

The purpose and reason for their trip had been mentioned to Link many times.

But to be honest, Link is still a little repulsive to Mrs. Foley asking Emily to be his wife.

After all, the person with Emily's childhood sweetheart is the original owner, not the current Link.

Link himself is a person who pays more attention to feelings, so he still feels a little twisted about this marriage.

But twist to twist, old Victoria is ready to give Emily to someone else is another matter.

This is not only looking down on him Link himself, but also trampling on the dignity of the Foley family.

Thinking like this, Link's expression became serious.

Mrs. Foley on the side also nodded with satisfaction when she saw Link getting serious.

She then put her hand on Link's shoulder and waved her wand.

"Apparition shifting!"

"Bang!"

With an explosion and a whirlwind of the sky, the scene in front of Link suddenly became blurred.

When his vision finally returned to normal, Link found himself and Mrs. Foley in a small square, and in front of them was a large villa.

Both the villa and the plaza look new, and if you take into account elements such as proper maintenance, it should not be more than 50 years old.

This also gave Link a clearer understanding of the class status of the Victorian family.

After all, the old family house is a symbol of a family's face and status.

The Victorian family's villa looks so new that it doesn't have much heritage at first glance.

However, this is also normal, the Victorian family is just a new family that just moved from abroad a few decades ago, and it is strange that they can have a background.

Mrs. Foley clearly thought so, as could be seen from the sneer on her lips at the moment.

But Link wasn't as optimistic as she was.

In his mind, the Victorian family, who were so weak compared to the Foley family, would even offend the Foley family and marry Emily to someone else.

That means that the new backer they are looking for must be stronger than the Foley family.

"Link, let's go. ”

"Hmm!"

Mrs. Foley said lightly, and Link followed her with a wary face.

Link has a hunch that today will be a tough battle!

"Crunch!"

The doors of the villa opened.

A cool breeze rushed out with the sound of noisy laughter.

It was lively inside the villa.

Dozens of pure-blood nobles dressed in ceremonial dresses were talking, laughing, and moving around a long table full of drinks and delicacies.

Link even saw the Malfoys in the crowd, who were surrounded by several wizards at the moment.

There were several waiters around them, who seemed busy as they quickly made their way through the crowd with plates and drinks.

To Link's surprise, though, they didn't use any magic during their entire labor process.

This reminded Link of the word Squib.

After all, the Malfoys would never accept Muggle service, and it would be a shame for them.

But the identities of these waiters don't matter anymore.

Because the originally lively hall was instantly quiet with the arrival of Mrs. Foley and Link.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two who were slowly approaching, and a few of the more timid ones had even begun to flee outside the hall with their wands.

Mrs. Foley doesn't care about these people.

She walked straight inside, and while looking at the decent decoration of the villa, she said coldly:

"Looks like you're having a lot of fun. ”

There was still silence around, and no one dared to reply.

Seeing this, Mrs. Foley came to the Malfoys again, and said to Lucius Malfoy and Nashisha Malfoy:

"Hello, Malfoys. ”

Lucius looked a little nervous, his mouth moving slightly, but he never spoke, and finally nodded his head.

Their son, Draco Malfoy, had now hid behind his mother Nashisha, and hugged Nashisha's waist and said sullenly:

"I ...... I didn't bully Link!"

"I know that very well, you don't have to be so afraid of me, Draco. ”

Mrs. Foley said a little speechless.

Draco's child, Mrs. Foley, also knew, to be honest, was quite cute when she was a child, but she didn't think that the more she grew up, the more annoying she became, and now when she met her, she was scared like a quail, boring.

At the same time, Link, who was following Mrs. Foley, made an unexpected discovery.

In a dark corner of the hall, Snape was looking up.

His face was not pretty, for there was a small round table beside him, on which there was a glass of dark brown wine.

This discovery came as a surprise to Link, who had the impression that Snape was not the kind of person who liked to go to banquets, and that in order to keep his mind awake at all times, Snape was usually very reluctant to drink alcohol.

But he wouldn't be unfamiliar with him, and at this time, he suddenly rushed over and swaggered to greet Snape.

So Link just nodded slightly at Snape and bent down, which was considered a salute.

Snape was also slightly relieved when he saw this, and nodded at Link for being undetectable.

At that moment, a rush of footsteps rang out from the hall.

When Link heard the sound, he saw a short, stocky middle-aged man running briskly towards him in a somewhat funny posture.

Behind him was an old man in an old-fashioned bloated dress, but unlike him, this old man had a calm expression and a steady pace, and there was even time to greet the pure-blood nobles on both sides of the way.

The only fly in the ointment was that none of the pure-blood nobles present paid any attention to him, but hurriedly avoided him like a plague god.

"Oh, Mrs. Foley, why are you here?"

The short and fat middle-aged man said a little hurriedly, and as he spoke, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When Mrs. Foley heard this, she sneered:

"Some people don't send me invitations, so I have to come on my own. ”

Mrs. Foley's words embarrassed the short and fat middle-aged man a little, but Mrs. Foley did not want to let him go, and looked at the old man behind him and continued:

"Come on, show me who this guy is. ”

"Ah......h

The sweat on the forehead of the short and fat middle-aged man began to spread, but this is the old man who stood up and said:

"Mr. Victoria, let me introduce myself. ”

"I am the current patriarch of the Wilson family, Tom Wilson, from the ...... of the United States"