In less than a day, the pure-blood families sent a large number of clansmen to all over the United Kingdom, intending to find a suitable location for building a school. Weston has already emphasized to them that the bigger the better, otherwise I am afraid that I will accommodate so many students, which is to give up my own interests.

Of course, the pure-blood families understood what Weston meant, and although they still had to share some of the benefits, no one would mind if they could leave more. While the heads of the families go to the purebloods of other nations to negotiate their interests, their clansmen are tasked with finding a place that will satisfy Weston's wishes.

Weston didn't go with the pure-blood masters, and he had other plans to make. The premise is that he gets past the one in front of him first......

"That's how you graduated!" Madame Delacour's beautiful eyes widened as she stared at Weston, her tone full of hatred, "I know you have a lot of knowledge, but are you sure you're better than everyone else?" You ......"

"That-" Mr. Delacour interjected weakly, "it seems that Weston is already the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world, and both Dumbledore and Mr. Lemay said so!" ”

"Shut up!" Mrs. Delacour yelled at Mr. Delacour, and before Weston could show a gloating expression, she turned her head again, "You need to know ......"

Let me die! Weston let out a wail inwardly, but on the surface he listened respectfully. He had been educated by Madame Delacour for more than half an hour here, and he did not know where Madame Delacour had come from so much vocabulary, and there were not many repetitive sentences.

“....... Do you remember what I said? Madame de la Cull concluded.

Done? Weston came to his senses, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I've memorized it." If there is anything in the future, I will discuss it with you, not on my own! ”

"That's pretty much it!" Mrs. Delacour nodded in satisfaction, stood up, and said with a smile, "Still, congratulations on your graduation, I think we should celebrate!" In the mood for a bite to eat? ”

"Honey, why don't we go out to eat?" Mr. Delacour raised his hand and proposed, "Maybe we can bring Fleur and Gabrielle back and we celebrate, don't you think?" ”

"Great idea!" Mrs. Delacour's eyes lit up, and she walked up to Mr. Delacour, leaned over his neck, and kissed him in the face, "I know that my dear cleverness, I like your offer!" ”

"Of course, otherwise how can I get your love!" Mr. Delacour raised an eyebrow and imprinted a touch on his lover's face, which had become like a twenty-eight girl, "So, should we have Weston pick them up?" ”

"Yes!" Madame Delacour lay in her lover's arms and nodded lazily.

Mrs. Delacour is really a good husband, she simply ate Mr. Delacour to death, Weston sighed on the side, looked at Mr. Delacour's gaze swept over, and instantly understood what he meant, this is disgusting him for the eyes!

Oh, man! Weston gave him a disdainful look and stood up, and an apparition vanished into the living room.

When he reappeared, Weston had already appeared on Beauxbatons' campus.

"Who?" A wizard was teaching students a lesson when he saw a man suddenly appear on the grass and immediately pointed his wand at him.

"I'm sorry, I'm Weston Delacour!" Weston spread his hands out to show that he was not hostile.

"Weston, why are you here?" A coquettish exclamation came from the crowd. Weston turned his head to look over and saw Fleur's pretty face.

Weston smiled and opened his arms to Fleur. Fleur blushed and glared at him lightly, but she still couldn't hold back her excitement and rushed directly into his arms.

"Did you miss me, dear?" Weston looked at the baby in his arms and asked softly.

Fleur's chick nodded again and again, but she didn't leave his embrace, as if she wanted to melt the whole person into it.

"So it's you, the genius wizard of Hogwarts?" The wizard smiled and put away his wand, "Hello, I'm Beauxbatons' new professor of horticulture, you can call me Jerry!" ”

"Hello, Professor Jerry!" Weston smiled and nodded at him, "Is Madame Maxim here?" ”

"Of course, she's in the principal's office right now. Still, I think she'll be here soon! Being able to perform the Apparition at Beauxbatons, I don't think she'll be able to drink afternoon tea with peace of mind! Jerry said with a smile.

"By the way, did Mr. Dumbledore ask you to come over?"

"No, it's Fleur's parents!" Weston shook his head, not hiding, "We want to celebrate my early graduation, and I'm here to pick up Fleur and her family." ”

"Graduating early?!" x3

Jerry looked at Weston dumbfounded, and Fleur lifted her face from his arms, just as shocked as Madame Maxim, who had just appeared on the playground.

"Dumbledore has agreed to your graduation?" Madame Maxim asked in a low voice, her eyes, which had been like beetles, were now as wide as a teacup.

"Of course!" Weston nodded as a matter of course, and asked rhetorically, "How could I have said that if the professor hadn't agreed?" ”

"I have to say, you're such an excellent boy!" Madame Maxim came back to her senses and sighed, "I remember, you should be an adult now, right?" Perhaps, I should call you a wizard! ”

"You have a good memory." Weston smiled in response.

"I remember, you and Fleur are already engaged?" Madame Maxim looked at the two people who were still hugging with interest, "Perhaps, I can attend your wedding this year?" ”

"Perhaps, it all depends on what Fleur means!" Weston laughed, "I can't wait, though!" ”

"Shhhh

"Humph!" Fleur snorted coldly, the flush on her face had not yet gone down, but there was a longing in her eyes.

This woman! Weston smiled bitterly, this is probably happiness and sorrow?

"You're trying to take time off work for Fleur and Gabrielle, right?" Madame Maxim asked suddenly.

"Yes, ma'am!" Weston smiled and nodded, "Please make it easy!" ”

"It's not a big deal, but why would I do it?" Madame Maxim quipped, and it was hard to tell whether she was serious or joking, judging by the smiling face.

Embarrassed for me? Weston sneered in his heart, but the smile on his face did not change, and he said meaningfully: "A certain big man owes me a favor, you say, how should I let him pay it back?" ”

"Phew, what are you talking about!" Madame Maxim spat unladyily, "If you want to take them away, as soon as possible, I will regret it in a moment!" ”

"Thank you!" Weston smiled brightly at Madame Maxim.

Fleur listened a little incomprehensibly, looked at Weston, saw that his attention was not here, pouted, and stretched out her other hand—

"Shhhh

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