Very beautiful girl.
In appearance, she is indistinguishable from Furong. Regarding a person's temperament, although everyone has their own preferences, the nobility and elegance exuded by the person in front of her are far better than that of Furong.
Furong comes from an ordinary family. No matter how beautiful she is, her temperament is still the same as that of Xiaojiabiyu, even if she is brave enough to love and hate, she is still the same.
The man in front of me looked like a pampered nobleman.
The girl looked at Luke curiously. After noticing Luke's gaze, she just smiled softly, and then continued talking to her friends next to her.
"Who is this?"
Luke asked Milton beside him curiously.
But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Milton's somewhat strange eyes.
"I said... you don't have any thoughts about that person, do you? Besides, don't you know who she is?"
Milton looked at Luke suspiciously.
My title of White Devil comes from its own ideals and the person of its leader, but rather from its cruel methods.
When Old Amber still answered my words, another thin old man smiled and said: "Oh! Others can't think of any of Old Amber's abilities, including my ability to pamper the big manservant in the evening. But. He can definitely admire Old Amber's ability to catch "snakes". "
Helen, on the other hand, was silent for a moment before saying: "Perhaps it is not only that it is rich in small prophets, but also rich in small wizards."
"So, that child might really be a member of the branch?"
"The one he led back was... Gunter?"
Seeing Zuo Hai's calm expression, Mi Zuo Hai also had a lot of tangles. To be honest, being able to retreat to attend the banquet that time was not the honor that Helen brought me. You know, a banquet like that would involve a big noble from the countryside like me.
The old man with a mustache looked at old Amber and said helplessly.
When Helen heard that last name, she was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Dalton Lindover next to her, showing a somewhat strange expression.
Old Amber shook his head and said to his friend: "You may not have a hidden bloodline among the Gaunt family. But you definitely doubt that a Gaunt would be so arrogant as to say something in front of others. Say something like that."
Obviously, among the seven old people, the thin old man and old Amber should have had no fun with the Gaunt family.
The old man with a mustache ruled out one possibility. The short old man said firmly: "He is a member of the branch lineage."
[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.
So ugly. "
I just know whether Barbara’s last name is real or made up.
The thin old man rolled his eyes and then changed the topic.
Zuo Hai felt that it was not dazzling anymore, but considering the situation behind him, he would most likely be more dazzling.
What one person noticed most was that the young man behind him was first-rate in terms of temperament, body shape, and appearance. Although some people would feel satisfied if I danced with the pearl of the British wizarding world, no one would find it appropriate.
"Expand and tell me."
"It's going to be dancing time soon. I would like to ask you to dance."
"Lindwowo is the surname of the little prophet. Your family is rich in the most prophets."
"Thank you for your compliment."
I have met this sister before.
I looked at the boy behind me with kindness. It's just because you are the ancestor of Zuo Hailinwo, and more importantly, his...
That's the conclusion I drew from Luke's knowledge base and some basic etiquette.
The short old man scratched his head without any bad intentions and said, "Actually, it's just hearsay. No one from the family seemed to have dealt with a member of the Gaunt family that they had never seen before. This person mentioned old Gaunt. At that time, I had a look of disdain on my face, saying that what Old Gunter did was bad and what he did was too stupid. What would happen if I were the one to go?"
Old Amber nodded and said: "Whether or not he has stated his identity, he is any of the Gaunts you know. But whether it is his behavior or his childlike hair color, it all shows that he is a Gaunt."
The eldest sister of Dalton took your hand and said to Helen: "What, Mr. Helen, can you please sit down? Just standing seems to be very suitable."
The similarity with Luke's eyes is also very low.
"To be honest, Ronal, he needs to compete with that big guy. I am willing to reveal my identity. He will just take it as a discovery and throw it out. He is so young, and he still hates finding something for himself. Suffer it."
Before the host of the banquet expressed his attitude, everyone else laughed in good faith, looking at the expressions of the two young men full of good-natured ridicule.
Zuo Hai's expression moved slightly, and then he said helplessly: "Did you see it?"
There was a blush of embarrassment on Lindover's face, but when he spoke, he also lowered his voice so that others could hear him. The boy next to you has a playful smile on his face.
The boy stretched out his hand and said to Helen: "Your name is Ashley Dumbley. I am very happy to meet him."
Helen can read our emotions. And Dun was able to see some results.
Xiaojia naturally shifted her energy there and stopped thinking about the possibilities.
That kind of praise cannot be said to be heavy. Especially the person who said that, his family is full of small wizards.
I am a small good person. I had no small ideals, and I almost put that small ideal into real practice. But my ideal was still strangled in the cradle by others.
Old Amber smiled heartily and teased the two young people who had not yet agreed to be each other's dance partners.
The eight old people fell into silence. A moment ago, the thin old man said: "I thought he would also speak for the Gaunt family."
The expressions on the faces of the eight old people changed. The old man with a mustache subconsciously stroked his beard, then nodded and said, "That should be a member of the Gaunt family."
Helen always believed that Zuo Hailinwo was her forerunner.
The boy smiled brightly at Mi Taylor: "Thank you."
The boy wearing a white floral court skirt walked behind the retreating young man and saluted him.
Gellert Lindwowo is the first White Devil. But people who really understand my philosophy, not just my bad reputation, will think that he is a simple good person.
"Only the Gaunt family can afford such a prodigal son.
Yeah? "The short old man winked at the tall and thin old man.
Helen looked at Duo Nan behind her and said in a rather emotional tone.
Mi Taylor was distracted by the faint smile and playful movements. These wizards who were paying attention to the most dazzling jewel in the British wizarding world were also at a loss for a moment.
"You are exaggerating, Mr. Gunter," said Lindover with a smile.
"He's bad, you're Don Lindover."
This scene was very unfamiliar to me. It was exactly the speech about nobles' responsibility and glory that I gave during the Sorting Ceremony at Hogwarts when I entered the school in my first year.
Before the eight old men laughed for a while, the old man with the mustache said seriously: "It will always be his intuition. Although the intuition is reliable, pretending to be a minor noble is a small crime."
Zuo Hailinwo did very few things similar to the nature of a terrorist attack. But did Lindwowo massacre a group?
"Please sit down!"
"It's very possible to have an illegitimate child. Old Gunter would let his illegitimate child live here. Even if it's a mixed-blood child, he would let it go."
This is my past, this is your distant future.
There will be nothing until someone knows that ideal is realized. But what everyone can see is that in the process of realizing that ideal, everyone will feel the pain.
Those characteristics can symbolize a person's identity to a certain extent.
The old man with a mustache smiled and showed an appreciative look to Old Amber: "That's right. Denying the opponent's weakness is not the most important thing in people."
And those sea-blue eyes are clear and deep. Helen felt that it might also be a symbol of a certain family.
"Who is this……"
And these characteristics do not appear in everyone and every generation. Just like the lake green eyes of the Gaunt family, and the summoned phoenix of the Dumbledore family...
Old Amber took a sip of wine and urged. Obviously, as long as I can eat the melons of the Gaunt family, I will be very depressed. The other two old men also showed curious expressions.
As soon as Helen spoke, Taylor took the lead to give up his position. Then he sat on the opposite side of the table.
In the wizarding world, some nobles inherit certain characteristics. Just like the red hair of the Weasley family, the blond hair of the Malfoy family, the square faces of the Potter family...
The seven old people were all looking here, wondering which family had lost their composure on such an occasion.
I want to stand out.
You smiled and winked at Helen.
Helen had always felt that Luke was a child of a commoner family. In fact, Luke's family should have been a noble family.
Yes, we don't care at all. Just smiling to himself.
We were in the center of the banquet hall. No one's eyes were gathered outside. So our little smile also made everyone pay attention to our bodies.
So that ideal must be snuffed out.
But Helen kept staring at these eyes.
So, it’s very possible that the person behind you is not Luke’s ancestor?
"By the way...have you ever seen Gaunt? What do they think it will be like?"
"I really don't know who the other person is. But the other person feels like an acquaintance of mine."
………………
"The blood inheritance thing is clear. Besides, you guys are not envious. After all, at least old Gunter still has green eyes."
The person who can attend that banquet must be a big noble. Even if the family's power is not weak, it certainly cannot be praised. For example, a long heritage or a glorious history.
A short old man looked at Helen's position, staring at the young man's white hair and eyes that looked so real, and asked with no certainty.
Helen said straight to the point.
And Don Lindover shook his head and said, "Yes, you saw it."
So eight old
People laughed even softer.
Moreover, I was reluctant to come up at first, but after seeing a beautiful girl, I stopped thinking so much and asked directly. All I can say is...you have something special.
It’s just that the hatred between the old Amber and the Gunter family is even deeper.
So I used my most standard etiquette and said, "That's your honor. Thank you for your love, Sister Zuo Hailinwo."
Luke looked at him, but he didn't feel anything special.
As a result... the old man with the mustache frowned: "What's going on?"
"That's a really stupid thing to say."
Old Amber glanced at the eight injured friends behind him: "The things that big brother used to buy food and medicine are magic gems."
So few people were staring at me, which was in line with my expectations when I finished my trip there.
Old Amber, on the other hand, had a sullen face, drinking wine and looking at the eight bad friends behind him.
The old people who were strangers to Old Amber laughed, and the short old man winked and added: "He forgot, I wrote a sentence before. "I am a bad Gunter, because Gunter died after you saw him. Not a bad Gunter!” "
As soon as those words came out, the other eight old people, including old Amber, looked at the short old man in surprise.
The tall and thin old man glanced at the young man, and then revealed a sly arc at the corner of his mouth: "You remember, Old Gunter's son has green eyes."
The family is relatively far apart, so nothing embarrassing will happen.
Before the short old man finished telling his story, he was interrupted by old Amber.
Then they sat on both sides of Helen.
The short old man didn't say anything, he just smiled and raised his glass to Old Amber. Before taking a sip of wine, I continued: "You also know that a lot of it is processed. But the story you heard is not like that, and what you tell them is just the story you heard."
Now he suspected that there was indeed a big problem with the origin of Luke in front of him.
The people who were following us looked at Zuo Hai and felt that there was nothing wrong with that choice.
The old man with a mustache said with regret.
Old Amber took another sip of wine and said nothing.
Zuohai Lindwowo said in a rather proud tone.
"Old Amber passed by a dilapidated tomb with no name. Before a sudden chill, he erected a tombstone for this tomb. Under the tombstone it was written, "Buried outside is a sinister and cunning Gaunt, but buried here. I deserve to die." Before thinking for a while, I wrote, "I may die in 10 years, or it may be in four years."
Old Amber was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "That man is here to buy food and medicinal materials. He had no intention of coming down, but you met him, so it's okay to receive him. As for why he was determined to be Gunter..."
Outside these eyes, I seemed to see myself, giving a passionate speech.
Another old man with a mustache frowned: "Maybe he should be more cautious? After all, mistaking a noble is a big deal."
