Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

Today, the castle of Forlì is particularly lively.

The sky was still just bright.

Braun had already finished his breakfast.

The gates of the castle, which used to be tightly closed, are now open.

Two house-elves stood on either side of the gate wearing clean red curtains.

Waiting for the arrival of the guests.

Bill and Charlie stand in the castle hall and lead the wizards to find their place.

Fred led Ollivander to the front:

"Good morning, Mr. Ollivanders, you're too early. "

George continued:

"yes, you're the first one today. "

"People are old and can't sleep. If you come early, you won't have to forget the time. "

Pushed the eyes.

Ollivander said with joy again:

"Dogwood, eleven and a quarter of an inch long, with a core of unicorn feathers.

It's a pair of wands that I made myself, and it's amazing because the wand material used is taken from the same mother as the unicorn feather.

So when these two wands are together, the magic will be blessed.

The Dogwood Wand has a very peculiar personality and is mischievous, and because of its natural love of play, the Dogwood Wand insists on choosing a partner who can provide them with fun.

Most dogwood wands have an interesting drawback:

They refuse to cast silent spells, and are quite noisy when they cast their spells. "

"Yes, there is no mistake at all. "

The two brothers replied one after the other.

Pull out the wand that is stuck in your waist.

Then he handed it out.

Ollivander took the wand.

Sighed:

"Very nice and well maintained. And the magic flows smoothly. It seems that your wands are happy with you. "

After experimenting with the two wands, Ollivander handed them back.

"Of course, we oil them every day. "

"And it's waxed regularly. "

Send Ollivanders to his place.

The two brothers returned to their original positions and stood still.

Waiting for the arrival of new guests.

As the sun rose, so did the number of wizards.

Outside the manor, there are even more horse-drawn carriages of all kinds.

But the horses were very smart, and they just ate the fodder that the elves had brought them.

Stay there quietly.

At this moment, the hall is gradually becoming more and more crowded.

The piano plays itself, and the elegant and melodious sound of the piano reverberates through the hall.

Well-dressed wizards gather in twos and threes to chat.

Every now and then, take a glass of red wine from a fluttering plate.

Or take down a steaming piece of freshly cooked snack from that long, exaggerated dining table.

Although the wizards in the hall are all well-dressed, some clues can still be seen through their figures and some subtle dresses, that is, the corners of their mouths are full of ridicule and excitement.

"Aiden! long time no see.!"

"yes, I didn't expect you to come too. Didn't I remember when you were the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet?"

The wizard known as Aiden looked at his old acquaintance with surprise.

The editor-in-chief sighed:

"It's not just me, but even the Minister of Magic, Millicent Baronod, is here.

I really don't know what the hell the hell the Foley family is up to.

Celebrating his son's enrollment?

These pure-blood families are getting more and more ridiculous. "

"Who knows that.

Let's see.

Anyway, let's come to see the fun. "

"Haha, you're right. "

......

Something like this happens in all corners of the hall.

The banquet officially began.

But the wizards continued to pour into Forlì's Castle.

The banquet lasted until then.

Eventually, most of the famous wizards in the wizarding world have arrived.

It's almost time to see that people have finally arrived.

Mr. Foley says sorry to the wizards who were around him.

Then I picked up the cup and fork on the table and tapped it gently.

It wasn't loud, but it was quickly noticed by these deaf and discerning wizards.

The sound of conversation and melodious music had also stopped at this moment.

The hall became quiet.

Mr. Foley is clearly pleased with the quietness of the crowd.

Standing on the stage, looking at the wizards in the audience with mocking eyes, the corners of his mouth sneered.

For everyone secretly ridiculing him for being absurd, how could he not know that?

It's a pity that these wizards are gone.

"Thank you so much for being able to attend my son Braun's entrance ceremony today.

That's right, my son was promoted to Hogwarts today.

I also want to think that some wizards who maliciously slandered that the Foley family had a squib shut up......"

When the crowd heard this, they were a little stunned. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It turns out that this is to correct the name.

No wonder so many people came over.

But even so, everyone can't help but be sarcastic about Mr. Foley on stage.

Even if it's not a squib.

The night of awakening means that there is less magic.

The lack of magic means that even after Braunfoley graduates, he is just a mediocre wizard.

Some families who have a good relationship with the Foley family can't help but sigh:

"The Foley family, this Potions family is still in decline after all. "

Some rival families are happy because it means they can tear a bigger profit from the Foley family and get a bigger piece of the pie.

Seeing the joyful or worried looks of the crowd, Mr. Foley secretly notes.

Then the voice changed:

"Of course, there is no need for you to bother to come here for such a small matter.

The next thing is the point. However, in order to ensure the authority and authenticity of the matter.

I've decided to introduce you to the famous Potions Master, Severus Snape. Severus ......"

Snape, who was sitting at the front, nodded at the crowd.

Then stand up on the stage unceremoniously.

Take out a tube of potion from your bosom:

"Alienation Elixir!

It allows plants to grow rapidly in a short period of time, and can produce alienation, which can buy you enough time when you encounter danger.

According to experiments, plants that have been alienated through an alienation potion can stop an Auror for three minutes.

That's enough time to buy you time to escape.

At the same time, the plants grown by the Alien Flask can act as a shield for you in case of danger, and the strength is equivalent to the defense of an armor charm. "

Don't wait for everyone to talk about it.

Snape took out the props he had prepared:

"Next, I will show you the experimental footage recorded by the projection stone. "

Snape had put a palm-sized piece of white, crystal-like stone into a strangely shaped machine.

With the machine running.

A rather large image was projected in front of him.

I saw two masked wizards fighting, and suddenly one of the wizards was defeated and was seriously injured, and the victor just wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when he found that the injured wizard threw out a potion bottle and sprinkled the potion all over the grass in front of him.

I saw that the originally weak grass instantly swelled wildly, turning into a mess of dancing vines, and the victor was in a hurry.

The injured wizard took the opportunity to use the phantom to move away.

The screen flashed and it was still vines waving, but this time the wizard was seriously injured and it was difficult to escape, and the other party found the opportunity to use an attack spell but was blocked by the vines.

The injured then continued to sprinkle potions, successfully delaying their companions to save themselves.

Next, a variety of terrains.

Flame test.

Defense test, growth rate test.

Friend or foe test.

The tests were an eye-opener for everyone, but they couldn't help but be amazed by the power of this potion.

The Minister of Magic, Millison Baronod's originally casual look, became serious at the moment.

His eyes were staring at the projected picture, reluctant to let go of the slightest.

The other wizards, if not like this, were silent and wide-eyed.

End of test.

Snape took the projection stone out. Before he could say anything.

Some wizards couldn't wait to ask:

"Master Snape, is this your new potion?"

"Master Snape, how can I sell this potion? The Ministry of Magic is willing to buy it in large quantities.

Of course, if you're willing to sell the formula. We will also give you a satisfactory price. "

Milison Baronod asked sincerely.

Who knew that Snape actually shook his head:

"I'm sorry, but this wasn't a potion I made, so I can't decide. "

"You didn't make it, who is that?"

The crowd was clearly not very happy with this answer.

But as soon as some clever wizards began to inquire about Mr. Foley.

Since it was not the potion refined by Snape, and everyone was in the Foley house at the moment, it was self-evident who the owner of the potion was at this moment.

"Master of the Foley family. Did you refine this magical potion?"

A stocky wizard respected.

The eyes of the other wizards were also on Mr. Foley.

Looking forward to their answers.

However, they did not put their hopes in Mr. Foley, and asked if it was he who had refined it but was a brick thrower.

They thought it was the work of some potions master who had joined the Foley family.

After all, how could a person who couldn't even refine a magic elixir come up with such a novel idea?

At this moment, some wizards who also belong to the Potions family have begun to think about what means to use to dig this wizard to their side.

Mr. Foley shakes his head:

"It's not me. However, the refiner of this potion has a lot to do with me. Can you guess?"

Everyone was not surprised, and one by one began to think about the more famous potions master of the Foley family.

"Kentfoley's uncle Albert is just far away. "

As soon as the speculation was spoken, it was refuted by the wizard next to him:

"The old guy was old, but very stereotypical, and this novel idea must have come from a young wizard. "。