Chapter 141 Attending a wedding
Less than a month before the exam, Marn was invited to attend a modest wedding. The wedding was held in the Rainbow Enclave, 200 meters away from Hogwarts. The reason was that the bride As a divination class professor, I prefer this kind of place.
He, Esther and Hermione stayed with other students who were familiar with Computing or Trelawney. A little further away, there were a group of chatting professors, plus the two newcomers’ friends. There were less than forty people in total.
"I hope Trelawney won't satisfy the weird ideas of Comptin." Marn glanced at the bride and groom from a distance, and said to Esther who was cutting the meat. Her hands suddenly froze.
"Damn it, Ma En, can you please not mention this matter while eating." The public dining knife in Esther's hand was neither cutting nor cutting. In the last moment of anger, she threw the knife aside and said.
"Sorry, honey, it's just something I think about now when I see the two of them standing together."
"..."
The matter has to start a few days ago. Comptin stayed in the hospital for more than half a month. After being discharged from the hospital, he seemed to have figured out something. He no longer kept everything in his heart, but hurriedly went to find Trelawney to explain. own ideas.
If Trelawney hadn't been nagging her all day long, I wouldn't have known what she was thinking. Perhaps her brain waves were aligned, and the two hit it off. From confirming their relationship to planning to get married, it only took three months. Hour.
That night, Comptin ran to Hogsmeade and bought a house. The two lived there for a day and started sending invitations everywhere the next day. On the fourth day, today, they arrived at the wedding venue...
This is also thanks to Old Walder who is far away in an unknown place. In order to express his apology, this guy found a professional ritual company from Diagon Alley...
"They are simply crazy." Hermione looked at the meat on the table with an expressionless expression, and finally picked up a bunch of grapes and ate them one by one.
Marn shrugged his shoulders and looked at the divination professor in the distance with some emotion: "To be honest, I never thought that Professor Trelawney would be so beautiful after tidying up properly. It turns out that Comptin was not talking nonsense, and his aesthetics are also good. There’s nothing wrong with it, maybe we’re blind.”
"Don't worry about it, Marn. Unfortunately, according to what we know about her, at noon tomorrow at the latest, she will return to her familiar ghostly appearance." Hermione said after sipping another grape.
Esther took aside the half bunch of grapes left in Hermione's hand and said, "Don't eat too much. If you eat too much of this, you will get diarrhea."
"But I really can't think of what to eat...I feel a little nauseous when I see other things."
"I'll ask Margaery when she comes later?"
"Is Margaery coming back?"
"Well, I got through the message yesterday and said that I will arrive today and come back to prepare for the end-of-school exam. I should..." Esther looked at her watch, "Oh... you guys stay here for a while and I will go down to pick her up. This place is too high. "
After saying that, Esther left the wedding venue and went back to the black tea house to get the flying carpet.
The wedding progressed very quickly, and Marne and Hermione gradually forgot about the messy things in their minds, and gathered together with other guests to eagerly watch the two people kissing in the center.
Trelawney looked really good after tidying up her hair and taking off her glasses to dress up. Although the fat Compton was a bit bald, she still looked human-like after putting on a custom-made dress. From a distance The two of them seemed to match each other quite well.
After everything was over, everyone gave them applause. The wedding did not go on very late. Since the exams at the end of the school year were about to take place, Dumbledore only gave them a week's short vacation and promised to do it again later. After making up for the rest, the two people were eager to go out for a few days and ran away after the ceremony, leaving a host who was quite embarrassed to lead a group of guests to hold the rest of the celebration program.
Margaery came just in time for the end of the ceremony. When she saw the two newcomers on the stage, she tried hard to control herself for a long time not to vomit on the spot. After all, compared to the three residents of the Black Tea House who had only heard about it, her The look and feel needs to be extra real.
"Marne, I heard that your uncle gave you a house elf?" Margaery asked while taking Hermione's leftover half bunch of grapes and slurping a few to suppress the acidic water that kept rising in her stomach.
"Yes, he gave Dobby to me. After I set Dobby free, I hired him again."
"Dobby? That guy with a weird personality?"
"Yes."
"Then it's normal for you to do this."
Hearing the conversation about house elves, Hermione immediately came over to express her dissatisfaction with the wizard's enslavement of them.
Margaery was feeling uncomfortable with her thoughts at the moment, so she replied a little absent-mindedly after hearing what she said: "Maybe you can set up an organization, Hermione."
Ma En's ears twitched and he looked over.
"Yes, I should have thought of it earlier!" Hermione clapped her palms and thought for a moment before saying, "How about calling it the Society for the Promotion of House-Elf Rights, or SPEW for short?"
"Spew? (vomiting)" Seeing the little wizard having a heart attack, Marn had to remind her. Who knew that Hermione directly affirmed the question he raised.
"Yes, disgusting slavery."
Margaery swallowed the last grape and said quickly: "Oh...Hermione, I was just joking...If you really set up such an organization, someone will laugh at you. Everyone is already used to treating house elves. way."
"That's why someone needs to stand up," Hermione said word by word. "If no one speaks up, they will always be able to maintain the status quo."
"Hermione, when you have time, you can go home and ask your elders if anyone in your family is related to Mr. Walder... Your behavior is simply..."
"How is it possible? My living relatives are all Muggles. However, I studied with Professor Walder for a period of time and was his apprentice just like you. It just didn't last that long. I think what he said sometimes is still very... Makes sense.”
Margaery Silently turned her head and looked at Marn. After a long silence, she said helplessly: "Hermione, I think you just need to learn his magic. Not everyone has the courage and talent to do what he does. Yes…"
"That's not necessarily the case. I think Hermione will be a person who will do great things in the future." Marn joked from the side.
"What's the big deal? The leader of the vomiting organization? Or the leader of the house elves' uprising? Just live well and live in peace, which is better than anything else..."
"Perhaps she will become the next Minister of Magic?"
"Impossible." Margaery said firmly.
"Why not?"
"Because of age, idiot."