Weasley's wedding can also be seen as a showcase of heritage.

Except for some of the Malfoy families who were not close to Weasley, more than half of the Twenty-Eight Ancient Clans arrived.

And that's counting the purebloods who didn't make the list.

Weasley's advantage has always been the greatest of the Twenty-Eight, but because Arthur Weasley, the head of the family, does not have much ambition.

It must be known that for the ancient people, the most important thing is not power or money, but the fame that continues to this day.

Weasley was definitely the oldest pure-blood, and his ancestors were very generous.

As for the position of Head of Hogwarts, they have had it before.

Noh Sheng represents the continuation of the loyal forces.

Among the forces of the family system, the number of children is undoubtedly the most important.

Relatives are everywhere, and other families have only one son, and they have six sons and one daughter.

Such a card, which can be mixed up without a single Galleon at the most embarrassing time, once made John wonder if Mr. Weasley had used all the money for research.

Otherwise, with the name of Weasley and Mr. Weasley being a good man, he doesn't smoke, drink or gamble, how can he be so down-and-out.

It's no wonder that Percy would be angry and have a direct showdown with Mr. Weasley.

If nothing else, even if John didn't do anything to Weasley in terms of Percy and the twins' face.

But if this continues, it will also lead to the decline of Weasleys in the future.

With Ariana and Luna saying goodbye, John walked ahead and Ariana trotted to catch up.

The wedding ended in hilarity.

Bathilda was surprised to see Ariana, but more than happy for the old woman.

And Ariana overlapped the old woman with the one next door.

Bathilda sighed, "She's good by your side, better than everybody."

Ariana doesn't like to talk now, but she's much better than she used to be.

This alone made Bathilda approve of John's decision.

This time John didn't take the knight's bus home.

He held out his hand and smiled, "I think Mom and Dad are in a hurry."

It was getting dark, too, and John didn't want to play cat and mouse with the agents again.

Ariana grabbed John's hand, and saw John's mind move, and the two disappeared.

Again they appeared outside John's Privet Road.

Ariana gripped John's hand tightly, and a black aura flashed in her eyes.

John kept an eye on Ariana the whole time, and when he saw that she had endured the discomfort of the apparition, he said to himself, "She has now gradually adapted to magic and learned to control it."

The reason why he didn't open the teleportation channel and instead took the illusion was because John wanted to check Ariana's recovery.

He began to plan to expose Ariana to magic to familiarize herself with that power.

Suppression alone is useless, and like Credence, suppression is not a long-term solution.

Only by taking this power as your own can you ensure that it will not get out of control in the future.

The siblings stood outside for a while, waiting for Ariana to recover.

The brown bear patted Ariana with his little hand worriedly, but Ariana was only a little uncomfortable with her first apparition.

The bloodline of the Dumbledore family is definitely the top in the wizarding world, and even Aberforth, who is the least talented, is level 6 magic, let alone Ariana.

Walking slowly towards the door, the agents' eyes were covered with a layer of white, but they didn't notice it.

Swaggering through the door.

After a while, a car drove by.

Watson pulled flowers and candy out of the car and went to open the door.

Just as John's blindfold ended, Watson's figure appeared out of thin air in the agent's eyes.

Everyone was stunned, not understanding what was going on.

But Watson opened the door and entered, leaving a back.

"I'm back!"

Watson happily brought a large bouquet of flowers to Mrs. Wick, and said affectionately, "I find that I cannot find a flower to compliment your beauty, so allow me to express my heart with roses."

Mrs. Wick also blushed in a rare way, and took the rose.

"And, of course, the lovely Ariana."

Watson took out the candy, and it was gummy bear juice.

Ariana forgot the wedding cake she had just eaten from Weasley and ran over happily.

Seeing that the two beauties in the family, one big and one small, were coaxed to be happy by themselves, Watson looked at his son triumphantly.

John gave him a blank look, childish.

"Brother, sweet."

Ariana opened the candy and handed the first brown bear to John's mouth.

John couldn't refuse, and when he was about to take it, Ariana insisted on putting the candy to her lips.

Well, it's to feed yourself.

John resigned himself to opening his mouth for Ariana to feed.

Ariana smiled and opened the rest of the candy with a smile on her face, giving the first one to John.

Watson came over with a bluan and hinted to Ariana, "Daddy wants sweets too."

Ariana picked up the candy box and handed it to Watson earnestly.

Watson looked at John, then at the candy box in front of him, and he asked tentatively, "Don't you think you're missing a few steps?" Take it apart and feed me?"

Ariana tilted her head and took out a new box and handed it to Watson.

Watson took two steps back, clutched his heart, and muttered, "No way, I don't believe my wife would do the same."

He hurriedly looked at his wife, who was taking apart the roses and picking out the best two *** vases inside.

"I've always thought John's room was too monotonous."

Mrs. Wick looked at her husband, who was kneeling in front of her, suspiciously, not understanding what was wrong with him.

"Damn! Why did you lose so completely?" Watson said unwillingly.

John was speechless, his father had been more and more interested in proving his family brother since he was left behind at Christmas.

He didn't understand what Watson had to compete with his own son.

As everyone knows, Watson was stimulated.

He worked hard to make John a rich second generation before he was eighteen years old.

As a result, John went to school and had a 'Downton Abbey', not to mention, and a lot of little brothers who didn't look easy to mess with.

Your father is making you a rich second generation! What kind of business do you create?

Confused by Watson's strange meaning, John had to get down to business after a few days at home.

The first thing he did was to integrate his two forces.

The Silver Hand Alliance, the Ancient Alliance.

Needless to say, the Silver Hand Alliance, those who entered the banquet at the Silver Hand Manor, all of them...

The Ancient Alliance, on the other hand, was a little different, and Lucius stepped in to reorder it.

It can be said that these people have not yet met John.

The fear of John was not yet to the level of the Silver Hand League.

A stakeholder comparable to the Silver Hand Alliance, if John is not in control, then it must be dissolved.

This was John's idea, and at the same time represented the second king.

Standing in front of a full-length mirror, John was dressed in an opulent robe and reached out to caress the emerald in his left hand.

Staring at himself in the mirror, John smiled slightly.

"Interesting, isn't it."

Sticking out his fingers, he swiped across the mirror.

A golden vertical line separates in the middle of the mirror.

There was a cacophony on the other side of the passage.

John stepped forward, and the sound of footsteps stopped the sound.

...

Surrounded by ornate decorations, the crystal lamps on top emit a hazy white light.

The twenty-eight ancient clans and the Silver Hand Alliance are all here

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They are the two largest interests in the United Kingdom, paying more than half of the Ministry's taxes.

They gathered at the Silver Hand Manor, and some of the ancient tribes were still proud.

Mr. Weasley tugged at his collar, and he glanced at Percy beside him, not quite fond of the occasion.

Mr. Longbottom took his wife to talk to some of his former friends.

"That's Rita Skeeter?" Mr. Weasley noticed the woman in the green shirt.

The editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet turned out to be also a member of the Silver Hand Alliance?

Not only that, but they also saw other people, and even envoys from foreign countries.

He knew the young man with whom Pierce had a good conversation, the son of Charles Rolland, the French Minister of Magic.

People from all walks of life are there, which allows him to be basically sure that under the operation of this interest group, no industry can escape their control.

"Daddy, see," Percy said, standing beside him, "survival of the fittest, we have to make a choice."

Mr. Weasley didn't want to admit it, but Percy's words made people have to pay attention.

The lively and noisy talk disappeared with the golden passage that appeared out of thin air.

Under everyone's gaze, the second king of the wizarding world appeared.

John was on the second floor, appearing in a King's Landing overlook.

"Your Excellency the Silver Hand."

"Mr. Wick."

Different voices rang out in the field, sounding even louder.

John frowned and snapped his fingers, and the lights around him dimmed.

"The old should be removed, and a new path is under our feet."

The passage behind him disappeared, and this hand alone was enough to make people gasp.

Because the Silverhand Manor has anti-illusion magic.

And John, did not lift.

Careful thinking was reined in, and everyone listened intently to John's voice.

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