Christmas 1939 was a rare scene of false peace in the midst of the fierce war.

The warm and lingering Enamel anthem resounded near the Maginot Line of the Enamel Country, making it difficult for the Muggle soldiers on the front line to mention any enthusiasm for combat, and also making the border of the Enamel Kingdom haunt a strong Christmas atmosphere.

On the banks of the Rhine, in a beautiful manor, countless beavant blue roses bloom and bloom in this snowy deep winter, gently swaying in the cold west wind.

Inside the manor house is a splendid hall surrounded by roses, like a fairytale castle.

In the hall, several richly dressed people were sitting around a luxurious round table. The table is covered with a beautiful tablecloth, with a few bouquets of flowers in the middle of the tablecloth and a few staggered candlesticks as decorations for the table. Even the tableware on the table is made of fine porcelain, silver knives and forks, and crystal cups, so anyone can tell that the people who live here are very particular.

Just as a few strange creatures with large, pointed bat-like ears and large heads and eyes respectfully brought the last dish to the table, a golden circle of light suddenly appeared in the hall.

Then, a brown-haired, blue-eyed teenager stepped in from behind the aperture.

"I shouldn't be too presumptuous to come this Christmas, right?" With a smile on his face, he stared at a delicate-looking witch at the table.

"Aren't you welcome me, Aunt Vader?"

The richly dressed wizards at the table looked up at the sudden visitor with some surprise, wondering what he was doing here.

By the similarity of his face and hair color, the nobles at the table could identify the young man as the heir to the branch of their family, or in the absence of a male heir to the branch of the country, this Shivin Rozier from the country should be the de facto heir of the entire Rozier family.

Aunt Vader, who had been in contact with Xiwen a few times, slowly stood up from her chair, staring at the unkind little wizard in front of her with a slight frown, and after a moment, she turned to a bewitching smile.

"Of course, you are welcome home, my dear nephew!" She said with a smile, snapping her fingers lightly, "Rose, add a chair to Xiwen." ”

With a "snap", the house-elf named Rose quickly apparitioned into the hall, placed a luxuriously carved wooden chair in the free seat of the round table, and then bowed respectfully to Xiwen, and quickly left the hall.

Xiwen sat down in his chair without hesitation, and glanced around the people at the table without a trace.

In the main seat was a gray-haired old man, the only man in the room, and according to the genealogy of the Rozier family, this old man should be Adrien Rozier, the great-grandfather of Sivin; Next to the old man sat an old lady who was also not too young, presumably Eddar Rozier, who had married into the Rozier family from the Lestrange family.

Several other elderly witches are also recognizable in the family tree, with Aunt Vader being the youngest witch here. With such a serious aging family, it is no wonder that Xiwen needs to find Xiwen as an heir from the branch of the country.

Great-Ancestor Adrien was quite happy with Xiwen's arrival, and asked him with a warm smile, "Little Xiwen, why did you suddenly think of coming to the Enamel Kingdom to attend the family's Christmas dinner?" ”

As he spoke, he kindly pushed the steak on the table to Xiwen's hand.

Xiwen also smiled back and said to him, "Actually, I came this time because I have a plan and need the help of my family. ”

"Oh? So what plan did Xiwen come up with? Adrien asked with interest.

"I am ready to integrate the power of the pure-blood family and establish a new force in this global wizarding war." Xiwen spoke very naturally, regardless of the shocking nature of what he said.

Great-grandfather Adrien laughed a little, and then laughed happily.

At the same time, hearing what Xiwen said about the plan about the global wizarding war, Vader's eyes couldn't help but move.

"How do you want to build a new faction, Xiwen?" The corners of her mouth curled into a slightly mocking arc as she looked at Xiwen and asked. "Is it just the power of our single family, or maybe a 14-year-old kid like you?"

Siwen turned his gaze to Aunt Vader's face and asked calmly, "Is there anything that can't be done?" ”

Vader was about to say something more, but Adrien interrupted the conversation.

"It's actually a good thing for young people to have dreams, and don't be too Xiwen, Vader." He said kindly. "But Xiwen, the road has to be taken step by step, you can finish your studies at Hogwarts first, and then we can consider your plan again."

Xiwen looked at the kind-looking Adrien great-ancestor and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

The old man apparently regarded him as a whimsical child, and the tone of his speech was almost like coaxing a child, and he did not listen to what he said at all.

"I'm not joking." Xiwen shook his head and said. "In this situation, it's easy for anyone to be forced to change by the tide of the world. Therefore, instead of reactively making changes, we should actively seek change. ”

Hearing Xiwen's extremely serious tone, and seeing his extremely serious attitude, Adrien also realized that he really didn't seem to be joking, so his expression slowly became serious.

"So you're here to officially get the family's inheritance, right?" He asked solemnly.

Xiwen nodded slowly.

"Inheritance is not something you can easily get your hands on just by saying it, Xiwen. I have to take responsibility for the future of my family. Seeing this, Adrien glanced at Vader as if inadvertently, and then said to Shevan.

"Your plan could easily make the family a target in this war, and in any more serious cases, it could even wipe out our legacy!"

Seeing the attitude of Adrien's great-grandfather, Xiwen frowned slightly.

"I don't really agree with what you say." He asked softly as he stared into his great-grandfather's thick eyelids. "Could it be that choosing to follow Grindelwald won't make the family the target of public criticism?"

As Xi Wen expected, as soon as his words came out, the faces of everyone present couldn't help but change.

"I see." Seeing everyone's reactions, Xiwen nodded clearly, "I used to wonder why Aunt Vader was indifferent to Grindelwald when Aunt Vader chased after her all day long. ”

"It's only now that I'm finally convinced that her actions have been tacitly approved by the entire branch of the family. It's no wonder that every time before Grindelwald's operation, Sandrine was able to detect the abnormal flow of family funds here. ”

"But I wonder if going after a dangerous Dark Lord against the orders of the International Confederation of Wizards really puts the family at risk?"

In the face of Xiwen's various questions, Vader suddenly laughed.

"And how good are you, nephew Severn?" She asked with a chuckle. "Isn't this so-called plan of yours to help your dear professor, Albus Dumbledore?"

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