After the family had a happy reunion, Weston and Fleur's marriage was once again brought up by Madame de la Curle.

Weston looked at Fleur and said directly that he could get married at any time, either this year or wait for Fleur to graduate, anyway, it was only a matter of two years.

Facing the searching eyes of her parents, Fleur directly said that she didn't want to wait, and that she would just get married this year.

Mrs. Delacour nodded in satisfaction, glanced at her daughter playfully, and said that she would consult with Mr. Delacour.

The next day, Weston returned to England after sending back the Fleur sisters, to Malfoy Manor.

"Oh, Weston! You're a rarity! Lucius greeted him with a smile on his face, "Should I congratulate myself?" ”

"Don't say that, Uncle Lucius!" Weston smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "There's something I want to find you this time, if your time is convenient." ”

"Of course!" Lucius nodded very dryly, "Although we are still in contact with the pure-blood families abroad, it is not a little bit of time, and your affairs are more important." ”

"Don't worry, it won't be too long!" Weston said comfortingly, "I'm just borrowing the Malfoys' power among the Muggles!" ”

"Muggles?" Lucius glanced at Weston suspiciously, thought for a moment, and asked uncertainly, "Are you trying to push out the wizarding potion of conversion?" ”

"That's half right!" Weston smiled and said, "I just want to meet the Muggle higher-ups." ”

"You want them to help us promote the potion?" Lucius looked at Weston in surprise and asked tentatively, "Isn't that good?" ”

"Isn't it good?" Weston asked rhetorically, "How long would it take for the wizard to convert potions to cover the whole of England if we were to do it on our own?" What's more, we're not just targeting a UK! ”

Lucius stopped talking, his fingers tapping on the tip of his cane.

"Uncle Lucius, I know you don't want Muggle forces to get involved, and that will inevitably affect your interests." Weston said with a sigh.

"yes, I was thinking about that." Lucius didn't shy away either, and simply voiced his concerns, "After all, there are too many Muggles! According to the family's intelligence, the population of the largest pure-blood family is about the same as that of the low-to-medium Muggle families. ”

"Honestly, if someone else had come up with this idea, I would have thrown him into a dragon farm in Romania to feed the dragons!" Lucius smiled bitterly, "But now that you brought it up, it makes me very embarrassed!" ”

"After all, our benefits are brought by you, and the pure-blood family has no gratitude that will not be repaid! However, if I listen to you, I can't guarantee the benefits of purebloods! The interests of the family are above all else! ”

Although Lucius said it very vaguely, Weston immediately understood what he meant, this old fox didn't want to do things yet, and wanted to sell well.

Weston sneered in his heart, but on the surface he kept smiling, looking at Lucius: "Uncle Lucius, do you think that if we don't remove the Muggle higher-ups, they won't know?" If we don't take the initiative, then what does the end result look like? ”

"What do you mean?" Lucius looked at him dumbfounded.

"I mean it very simply, I don't think Muggles are any less intelligent than wizards!" Weston said solemnly, "If we don't control the initiative, but fall into passivity, then in the end, it is not us who control the Muggles, but the Muggles who control us, and at that time, we are really without any interests!" ”

Lucius naturally knew that Weston was right, but he gave up the benefits he had received, which made him somewhat unwilling.

"Don't worry, Uncle Lucius." Weston comforted, "Perhaps, we can get a greater benefit, maybe we can!" ”

"What do you mean?" Lucius came to his senses all at once.

"It's up to us how we talk about it!" Weston said meaningfully, "Don't forget, how the Greengrass family grew!" ”

Lucius suddenly understood, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he nodded busily: "I understand, I'll arrange it!" ”

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In the city of Westminster, England, on the west side of James Park, there is such a building, it looks very magnificent, covering an area of more than 40 acres, this is the famous Buckingham Palace.

It was once the territory of the Duke of Buckingham, and after Queen Victoria moved here, it became a representative residence of the British royal family. The current representative of the royal family, Queen Elizabeth, lives here, and she is accompanied by other members of the royal family.

After breakfast, a walk in the garden alone and a newspaper is Her Royal Highness's favorite routine, even on a rainy day. The servants also knew this habit of the queen, and every day after breakfast, they would evacuate the garden, so as not to disturb the queen's interest.

Elizabeth walked slowly through the garden, occasionally brushing the petals of the blooming tulips with her little hands, as delicate as a twenty-eight maiden's—she always liked that. Tulips are her favorite flower.

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch that flower!" A strange man's voice came suddenly.

"Oh? Is there a different way of saying it? Elizabeth asked as if she had known about the man's existence for a long time.

"It's not that there's anything to say, it's just that I can't see such a good woman being hurt by a little thing in the dark!" The man smiled lightly, and with a finger of his hand, a red beam of light hit the tulip directly from his fingertips, and a small scorpion fell like this.

"Look, danger is always inadvertent!" The man spread his hands and smiled.

"Indeed!" Elizabeth smiled slightly, and under her graceful appearance, the fierceness in her eyes flashed, "However, I think that those who come without telling may be more like enemies, what do you think?" Unknown sir? ”

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, it's my rereliction of duty!" The man smiled and half-bowed, "Good morning, beautiful highness, I'm Weston Delacul, and I'm a wizard. On behalf of the British wizarding community, I sincerely hope that you are well! ”

"Wizard?" Elizabeth smiled, "It's not April Fool's Day, is it?" Seemingly, I'm not a kid either? ”

"Why is it that what is established is always denied?" Weston sighed, his finger pointing at the scorpion again. I saw that after the scorpion twisted for a while, it suddenly magnified several times and turned into a car.

If there are still traversers, they will definitely exclaim: "I'll make up, big red flag h5!" ”

"Is this magic?" Elizabeth asked curiously.

"No, no, no, it's Transfiguration, a type of magic!" Weston said with a smile, his hand brushing again, and a set of tables and chairs suddenly appeared on the floor.

"Personally, I think it's better for us to sit down and talk!" Weston smiled and looked at Elizabeth, who couldn't hide her shock in her eyes, "Like, how did you become a wizard?" ”

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