"Weston, breakfast is ready, are you alright?"

"Here we go!" Weston replied loudly, and after seeing that there was nothing wrong with himself in the mirror, he went downstairs, where Madame Delacour had prepared breakfast and was waiting for him.

"Good morning, everyone!" After sitting down, Weston greeted him for a moment, then took the breakfast that Madame Delacour had handed him, thanked him, and began to eat in silence.

Just as Weston was eating, the silver-haired little Lori sitting next to him kicked him: "Hey, why don't you speak?" ”

"Uh......" Weston was stunned for a moment, "what are you going to say for breakfast?" ”

"Cut!" Little Lori gave him a big roll of the eyes, "Wood!" ”

Well, don't worry about the little ones! Weston didn't know how to respond, so he picked up the sandwich again and ate it.

"Fleur!" When Madame Drecour saw this, she raised her eyebrows and snorted.

"Okay, okay!" Fleur shrank her neck, she was still quite afraid of her mother, and quickly closed her mouth.

"Good morning, everyone!" Mr. Delacour went downstairs with a smile, he was always so kind, although the years had taken away his hair and enlarged his belly, but from his face, it was not difficult to see that when he was young, he was also a rare beautiful man.

Thinking about it, I also know that Mrs. Delacul, a blonde beauty who can match her fair skin and beautiful appearance, can look at the little Lori Fleur.

The diners responded, and Mr. Delacour smiled and walked over to his wife's side and sat down.

"My dear, you are still so beautiful today!" Mr. Dracul complimented his lover. "Thank you, dear!" Madame de la Cull replied with a smile and kissed her lover.

Weston was no longer surprised, and continued to eat his sandwich without saying a word. Although he had not been in this house for a long time, he had long been accustomed to the scene in front of him. After all, this is France, which is famous for its passion and romance, not the China of the previous life, but just a good morning kiss.

Of course, if he wanted to, little Lori Fleur was willing to cooperate with him, but—he glanced at Little Lori's undulating body, and then at Madame Delacour's sexy curves, sighed, and did not speak.

Little Lori noticed his movements, but she didn't understand what he meant, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Hey, what are you thinking?" ”

What do you think? Of course it's a gap! Weston thought secretly, but he didn't dare to say it, otherwise little Lori would definitely make him uncomfortable, and the few broken toys upstairs had already confirmed this. Of course, it's not okay not to answer, after all, little Lori's curiosity is also quite heavy. So......

"Nothing!" Weston calmly swallowed the last bite of the sandwich, "I was thinking that when you grow up, you will definitely be as beautiful as Madame." ”

"Really?" Fleur gave him a suspicious look, "I always think you're thinking of something rude!" ”

"How is that possible!" Weston flatly denied it.

After staring at Weston for a long time, Fleur believed the answer and hummed, "Okay, but you're not right, I'll be prettier than my mother!" ”

"Yes, yes, you're right!" Weston waved his hand, so that he would not argue with little Lori about this issue, with the narcissistic character of little Lori, it is estimated that it will take a day to argue, so he will not do such a thankless task.

"What!" Fleur glared at his back disapprovingly and pouted.

The Delacour next to them watched this scene, and they couldn't be happy, although it was not the first time they had met, but they still felt too interesting.

Ignoring what's going on in the dining room, Weston lay on his bed, looking out at the blue sky, but his mind went back to three months ago......

At that time, he was still an ordinary Chinese little white-collar worker, and he came to this world after watching the last movie with his girlfriend who was about to break up. The name of that movie was - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Part II).

After crossing over, he quickly figured out the world he was in, the portrait that could move and talk, and the words such as "the boy who never died" and "the Ministry of Magic" popped out of the mouths of the people around him from time to time, so that he was sure that this was the world of "Harry Potter".

And he is just an orphan in this world.

After learning his identity, Weston's first thought was not how to make money or anything like that, but a strange idea - fortunately, it wasn't a Marvel movie!

Is it a blessing?

Originally, he thought that this might be the case, but unexpectedly, when he was fighting for food with a wolf dog, he suddenly felt very angry, and a huge desire for destruction surged into his heart, and then he turned into a black mist.

"Ahh That's silent! A scream burst through the eardrums, and the people began to run in all directions.

"Silently? Are you talking about me? "This was Weston's last thought before he lost consciousness. After a shred of sanity told him that he should stay where he was, trying his best to control himself from drifting away, he finally lost consciousness.

When he came back to consciousness, the first scene he saw when he opened his eyes was a beautiful little Lori looking at him curiously.

"Hello, my name is Fleur, Fleur Delacour! Are you my future husband? Little Lori tilted her head to look at him and asked sweetly.

Miscellaneous...... What? Weston looked at Lori dumbfounded, a little unclear.

"Mom said that you are my future husband, surnamed Delacul, although I don't understand what it means, but Mom must be right!" Little Lori said this, and then looked at Weston dissatisfied, "I told you the name, you should tell me your name!" ”

"Sorry, I don't have a name!" He looked at the little Lori calmly and replied in a hoarse voice.

"Then I'll give you a name!" Fleur suddenly became excited, "How about calling Gabrielle?" I think it's a great name! ”

"This is a girl's name!" A gentle voice came from the doorway, and a beautiful woman with flowing blond hair walked in.

"Mom!" Fleur ran over when she heard the sound, threw herself into the arms of the beautiful woman, and sprinkled petty in her arms.

The beautiful woman whispered a few words to Fleur, then walked to the bedside and said to him, "Hello, child, I am Fleur's mother, Serena Delacour, may I ask what shall I call you?" ”

"Call me Weston!" Weston whispered, "Just the name." ”

"Wisdom?" Madame Delacour chuckled and nodded, "Well, I'll call you Weston." ”

She paused, then said, "First of all, I want to say sorry to you, we decided to adopt you without your consent." However, there is no other family here at the British Ministry of Magic who wants to do this, would you like to go to France with us? ”

Is it because of silence? Weston opened his mouth and didn't ask for the question, and before he knew everything, he thought it would be better to be submissive.

"I have no problem, ma'am!" Weston nodded slightly.

"Also, because of local laws, you can only be regarded as joining our family, but I don't think you mind, do you?" Madame de la Cull added.

I don't mind! Of course I mind! Weston wanted to say that. However, when he wanted to open his mouth, Madame Delacour smiled and said, "I know you will agree, don't worry, we will go through the formalities, you can rest first!"

She smiled and touched Weston's head, then walked out with Fleur.

Weston opened his mouth, but closed it, but with a strange thought in his head:

What is this? Don't you want to work the series......