As the carriage advanced, the shadow of the town faded into the background, and a seemingly small forest appeared in front of it.

This should be the forest that Mayor Baker is talking about. Weston muttered to himself. He remembered very well that he could reach the city by walking through the forest.

Behind the Forest of Hope is Eden! Weston thought that if that was the case, then the purpose of his trip to hell would be about to be accomplished.

Are you going to meet your cheap daddy? Weston's heart suddenly became very complicated for a while, with expectations and worries, and a thick longing appeared in his heart very suddenly.

Yes, he was homesick, he missed his little wife, and that lovely little sister-in-law, and the Dracules who took care of him like his own parents......

I don't know what happened to them now! Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Weston's thoughts seemed to have passed through the barrier of time and space, and returned to the home that belonged to him......

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British wizarding world.

"Madame President, the task over there in the mercenary hall is full again!"

"Then add a few more quest panels to limit the mission time! Explain the tasks that have not been completed for a long time, and do not occupy the position of the task panel! ”

"Okay, I'll tell you to go down."

No sooner had the officer gone down than another officer came running.

"Madame President, both the Alchemy Department and the Potions Department said that the materials are not enough, how much more do we need to purchase?"

"How much was purchased before, how much is purchased now, is there any doubt about this?"

"However, both Honorary President Nicol Lemay and Vice President Severus Snape have asked for more purchases, saying that the previous purchases are now only enough for two weeks!"

"Okay, you inform, let the two departments submit a report, and we will have a meeting later to discuss this matter!"

"Okay, I'll notify now!"

......

One after another the officers walked into the office of the president of the Magic Guild, and after a short time, they walked out again, and it was not difficult to see from the expressions on their faces that most of their problems had been solved.

Originally, the British Magic Guild was in charge of Nicol Lemay, however, although Nicol Lemay was a genius in alchemy, he could really only be regarded as an ordinary person in management.

Fortunately, at this time, Fleur Delacul, the wife of the founder of the Magic Guild, Weston Delacul, showed amazing talent, and after trying to manage it for a while, Nicol decisively transferred the power, and then plunged headlong into the Alchemy Department established after the Magic Guild.

Similar to him, there is also the honorary headmaster of Hogwarts, Severus Snape, the master of potions, who has also been in the newly established Potions Department since joining the Magic Guild, and if it weren't for Fleur's emotion, Snape would not have been the vice president at all.

After Fleur took office, she quickly made a lot of achievements, especially after proposing the separation system between the mercenary hall and the magic guild, which impressed the management of all the magic guilds, and the pure-blood family masters strongly supported Fleur.

Of course, the pure-blood family masters are not fools, Fleur's ability is on the one hand, on the other hand, they are also considering the influence of Nicol and them, and on the other hand, Fleur is also the daughter of the president of the French Magic Guild.

Finally, and most importantly, Weston. They didn't know what was behind the door, but the pure-blood masters didn't think Weston would be able to return. If they do something to Fleur, if Weston really can't come back, it's fine, and if they do, the consequences will ......

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that Fleur's ability can be, and if she is an incompetent, I am afraid it will not be possible.

During the night, Fleur dragged her tired body through the fireplace and returned to Delacour Manor, a daily affair since she took charge of the British Wizarding Guild.

Originally, she lived in the small estate she had bought with Weston, but later Madame de la Cour saw that she did not even have time to eat every day, and felt sorry for her daughter, so she forcibly let her return to the Delacour estate, so that she could take care of her by the way.

At least, every day when Fleur comes home, she can have a hot dinner, instead of not even having time to eat like before, and even if she returns home, she will rest in a hurry.

"Kid, you're back!" Madame Delacour smiled when she saw Fleur come out of the fireplace.

"Yes, Mom." Fleur saw her mother sitting on the sofa waiting for her, a hint of relief on her tired face.

"Let's go take a shower first, and then get ready to eat. Your dad is coming back soon, too! Madame Delacour shook her head helplessly, but her eyes were full of pampering, "By the way, you father and daughter are really alike, and they are both desperate to work. ”

"It's alright, Mom!" Fleur smiled slightly, and said casually as she walked upstairs, "I'll go take a shower first, Mom, I'm sorry for you!" ”

"It's okay, you still need me to take care of you!" Madame de la Cull smiled, and a hint of pride crossed her face, and it was clear that it was a matter of pride for her to take good care of her family.

Fleur smiled slightly, took a quick shower, and after a little tiredness, came to the dining room, and saw that Mr. Delacour was already seated at the table.

"Dad, you're back!" Fleur smiled and said hello, walked to the edge of the table, and sat down.

Mr. Delacour smiled and nodded, and casually chatted with Fleur while eating, occasionally talking about work, occasionally chatting about some anecdotes, and Madame Delacour occasionally interjecting a few words, and the family seemed to be happy.

Coincidentally, no one brought up the topic of Weston, even if it might have to be deflected in that direction, they would immediately avoid it. This can be regarded as a tacit understanding of the family. It's very simple, I'm afraid that Fleur will be sad because she misses it.

But if you don't say it, won't you miss it?

At night, Fleur lay on the bed that originally belonged to Weston, holding the pillow, her pretty face was buried deep in it, as if there was still the smell of Weston on it, her eyes were closed, and a drop of crystal quietly flowed from the corner of her eye.

Through the crack in the door, the Delacul couple, who saw the appearance of their daughter, looked at each other and sighed in unison.

After a long time, watching Fleur cling to the pillow and gradually falling asleep, the couple quietly left the door of their daughter's bedroom and went straight back to the room.

The moonlight shone through the window on Fleur's pretty face, and the smile on her lips was so moving, perhaps, in a dream, he was meeting Weston at this time......

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