"A goblin actually bit me!" Luna looked up sadly to show him her fingers, and there was a bleeding spot on her white hand.

"Great! goblin saliva is especially useful!" Lockhart was about to comfort her when her father excitedly grabbed Luna's outstretched finger and examined the bleeding spot. "Luna, my dear, if you feel that there is any talent emerging today—perhaps a sudden impulse to sing a song, to recite in the language of a mermaid—don't suppress it!

Politeness made Lockhart try to suppress the urge to laugh or snort through his nose, and he smiled at them in a friendly manner. Fortunately, Mr. Lovegood saw an acquaintance and pulled Luna away.

Lockhart glanced at Hermione, who seemed indifferent to Luna's mention of Pandora, and just smiled and looked at him affectionately. Then neither of them noticed the newcomer, it was a young man with black hair, a large hooked nose, and two thick black eyebrows. "Professor Lockhart, it's a pleasure to see you again. But his eyes were fixed on Hermione and he said, "Hermione, you look so beautiful." ”

"Victor!" Hermione screamed, looking a little nervous, after all, this was the first male to explicitly express a crush on herself. "I don't know how you are too—oh my God—so nice to see you—how are you?"

"I'm fine. Krum squeezed out a smile as he soon noticed that Hermione and Lockhart had an unusual relationship. "Are you Professor Lockhart's girlfriend now? But the newspaper says his girlfriend is ......."

"That's right, Hermione is my girlfriend. Lockhart was a little nervous, and quickly admitted that he didn't think Krum would know Pandora, to be honest.

"Oh......" Krum seemed indifferent. Although he had chased Hermione, after all, the two of them were not in the same place, and he had no position to be jealous if Hermione wanted to find a boyfriend, not to mention that Lockhart definitely surpassed him in terms of reputation and strength. "I want to ask, what is the origin of that man surnamed Lovegood?"

"What's wrong with one of my students' father?" Lockhart noticed Krum glaring angrily at Xenophilius chatting with a couple of wizards on the other side of the dance floor.

"If he hadn't been a guest invited by Fleur, I'd have duel him on the spot, and he actually wore that evil emblem on his chest. ”

"Signs?" Hermione looked curiously back at Xenophilius. That strange triangular eye sparkled in his chest. "What's that?"

"Grindelwald, that's the Grindelwald logo. ”

"Grindelwald...... The Dark Wizard that Dumbledore defeated?" Hermione wondered, "Why did Luna's father wear a German Dark Wizard emblem?"

The muscles on Krum's cheeks squirmed, as if chewing something, and then he said, "Grindelwald killed many people, and my grandfather was one of them." Of course, he had no power in the country, and they said he was afraid of Dumbledore - yes, see what happened to him! But, "this—" he pointed his finger at Xenophilius, "was his symbol, and I recognized it at a glance. When Grindelwald was reading a book in Durmstrang, he carved it into one of the walls. Some fools copied this symbol in textbooks, on clothes, and tried to use it to scare others and make themselves look great - and then those of us who lost loved ones to Grindelwald taught them some lessons. ”

Krum snapped his knuckles menacingly and glared at Xenophilius fiercely.

"That's not a sign of Grindelwald, Mr. Krum. Lockhart smiled and put her hand around Hermione's shoulder, and she shivered a little, and immediately leaned close to him. "It's an old legend that symbolizes the three things that the Grim Reaper created Zào, and Grindelwald may have been looking for those three things, hence the use of this symbol. ”

"What? ......" Krum's anger vanished at once, but he still looked at the thing in surprise.

"This is the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, do you doubt what he said? Hermione was clearly unhappy with Krum's attitude.

"Actually, it's easy to tell if this is a sign of Grindelwald or not—" Lockhart did know a little about it, "I don't know how old Grindelwald is, assuming he's the same age as Dumbledore, then he was born around 1880." But actually, I've seen this mark in many dark magic books hundreds of years ago......"

"Well, well, maybe I misunderstood. Krum touched his nose, a little embarrassed. "I always thought it was Grindelwald's own logo...... No one sued me ......."

"The wedding has begun!" Hermione took Lockhart's arm, "Let's sit down." ”

――

The warm tent was filled with nervous anticipation, and the buzzing of speech was punctuated by excited laughter. The Weasleys walked slowly down the aisle, smiling and waving to their relatives. Mrs. Weasley wore a new purple robe and a matching hat.

A moment later, Bill and Charlie were standing in front of the big tent, both dressed in gowns and robes, with large white roses in their buttonholes. Fred whistled teasingly, and the group of cousins giggled. Then music played, and it seemed to float out of the golden balloons. The crowd quieted down.

"It's coming!" Hermione said, turning from her seat to look at the entrance, grabbing Lockhart's arm as she grabbed it.

As Mister Delacour and Fleur made their way down the passage, the wizards gathered in the tent sighed in unison. Fleur had a lithe gait, and Mr. Delacour was jumping up and down, smiling all over his face. Fleur was wearing a very simple white dress that seemed to emit an intense silver glow all over her body. Normally, she always overshadows others when she is radiant, but today this silver light illuminates everyone more beautifully. Ginny and Gabrielle both wore blonde dresses and looked even more beautiful than usual. Fleur walked up to Bill, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, and the light of both of them lit up the tent.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said a somewhat monotone voice, a small, thick-haired wizard, standing in front of Bill and Fleur at the moment. "Today we are gathered here to celebrate the union of two faithful souls......"

"Oh my God, Fleur is as beautiful as an angel!" Hermione said sourly.

"In my eyes, you are more beautiful than an angel. Lockhart hurried to speak sweetly. Even though she knew that Lockhart was lying to herself, Hermione couldn't hide her joy at being praised by him.

Ginny seemed to hear it too, and turned her face to Hermione and smiled, then looked at Harry and turned her head away angrily.

"William Arthur (Bill's official name), would you like to marry Fleur Isabelle?"

Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Delacour, who were seated in the front row, covered their faces with lace handkerchiefs and wept quietly. A trumpet sounded behind Lockhart, and it was clear that Hagrid was wiping his nose with a handkerchief the size of his tablecloth. Hermione turned to look at Lockhart with a smile in her eyes, tears in her eyes, and rested her head on his shoulder.

――

“...... I declare you partners for life. ”

The thick-haired wizard waved his wand high above Bill and Fleur's heads, and a large silver star fell on them, swirling around their bodies that were now tightly embraced. Fred and George led the applause, and the golden balloons overhead exploded: the bird of paradise and the little golden bell flew out of it and floated in the air, so that the noise of the audience was added to the sound of birds and bells.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" cried the thick-haired wizard, "please stand!"

Everyone stood, the wizard waved his wand again, all the seats rose lightly and gracefully, the canvas of the big tent disappeared, and they stood under the canopy supported by golden pillars, with a beautiful view of the sunny orchards and the surrounding countryside. Then, a pool of molten gold spread out from the center of the tent, creating a golden dance floor. The chairs floating in mid-air automatically gathered around the small tables covered with white tablecloths, and floated back to the ground around the dance floor with light and grace, and the bands in golden shirts marched to the stage in unison.

"That's good...... Hermione exclaimed with tears in her eyes. "We should go over and congratulate them!" she said, tiptoeing to watch Bill and Fleur disappear into the crowd of blessings.

Waiters came out from all directions, some carrying silver trays of pumpkin juice, butterbeer and flaming whiskey, others carrying a large pile of crumbling pies and sandwiches.

"There will be time later, it seems that Fleur has also joined the Order of the Phoenix, which is good, now there are three couples in the Order of the Phoenix. Lockhart shrugged, grabbing two glasses of Butterbeer from a tray passing by and handing one to Hermione. Suddenly remembering something, he quickly added, "Oh, of course, counting us as four pairs, Hermione." ”

"Will you marry me?" asked Hermione with tears in her eyes, "I'm not going to marry you anyway." ”

"Are you sure?" Lockhart smiled lightly, the little girl always said with confidence that you would not marry, and she had already seen a lot of it in the novel!

"You don't want me!" Hermione was hurt by Lockhart's questioning tone, and the tears of emotion were about to turn into tears of sadness.

"Yes!" Lockhart quickly picked up the topic, "If you still think so at the age of eighteen, I'll accompany you to get the certificate, how about it." ”

"What...... Well, that's it!" Hermione had only expected to hear Lockhart's comfort, but was struck down by a huge surprise and dazed to suspect that she was dreaming, and Lockhart had forgotten that she was about to be eighteen years old!

Lockhart just had an idea. I've had enough fun while I'm young, it's time to have a family - what if both Hermione and Pandora are willing to marry him - marry Pandora in the wizarding world, and then get a license with Hermione in the Muggle world, anyway, there is almost no communication between the two worlds, and wizards don't have the habit of going to the Muggle government to get a license when they get married. It not only fulfills the promise to the two girls, but also does not conflict...... The Muggle government can't cure his own crime of marriage, perfect plan, Lockhart admires his IQ, he is still a little anxious!

- (To be continued.) )