"I think I heard it wrong, Albus." Bathilda Bagshot thought she was hearing something.
Dumbledore smiled kindly.
Bathilda looked at the arriving guests and said, "I haven't been to such a lively place for a long time."
"You can go out and walk around more," Dumbledore said. "There are many novel things now."
"Really?" Bathilda was not very interested. She was already a senior otaku.
If it hadn't been for Weasley's wedding invitation, she wouldn't have come.
Suddenly, Bathilda rubbed her eyes as if she felt uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?" Dumbledore was about to treat Bathilda to dessert when he saw Bathilda rubbing her eyes repeatedly.
"I think I'm out of sight, Albus." Bathilda looked in one direction and said blankly, "I feel like I'm seeing someone familiar."
Dumbledore followed her gaze and saw John.
Dumbledore said nothing. He stood up and walked in Moody's direction.
He knew that John didn't want anyone to disturb him at this time.
"Albus, do you think that child looks familiar?" Bathilda always had a familiar feeling. She looked back and saw that Dumbledore had walked away, "Albus?"
John walked over and sat down opposite Bathilda.
"Hello kid, but I think the person in that position is coming back." Bathilda still didn't remember.
John looked at the old woman who had saved him in his most difficult time, and he smiled and said, "Hello, my name is John Wick."
"Wick?" Bathilda was inexplicably happy when she heard this name, "I also know one, he is a good boy, his name is..."
Bathilda's expression was stunned again. She couldn't remember the name of this person or what he looked like.
She wondered: "What's his name?"
"Joel," John stretched out his hand to hold the old man's wrinkled palm and said in a gentle voice, "his name is Joel Wick."
"Joel, Yoel..." In Bathilda's muddy memory, a boy with white hair appeared.
The boy in the emotionally retarded old man's mind gradually became clear.
The boy who turned his leaky roof into a skylight.
That pitiable boy.
The boy who left.
Everything emerged slowly.
There was a warm feeling on the back of Bathilda's hand.
She remembered.
The appearance of the white-haired boy gradually overlapped with that of the black-haired boy in front of him.
Bathilda murmured, "Joel."
"I'm here," John smiled, "Ma'am."
"You said we would meet again." Bathilda looked at the unchanged boy in front of her with complicated expressions. She looked down at the two hands.
One is old and the other is still young.
Bathilda smiled, the slow old man, very happily.
"I'm an old woman now, kid."
She looked at John and said, "You're still young."
Reaching out and touching John's face, Bathilda said, "Your eyes are healed, but you look distressed."
John didn't mind her movements, but there was a throbbing in his eyes, and he smiled: "I am also growing up, you are getting old, madam."
The two of them seemed to have returned to a time a hundred years ago, when the bookworm Bathilda and the white-haired blind boy were there.
Bathilda said with emotion: "I have been waiting for this reunion for a long time."
The adopted white-haired boy changed in the blink of an eye.
It only took a few seconds to unlock the memory, but a hundred years have passed.
The old woman's emotion made people burst into tears. John said softly: "I'm very happy to see you again."
"I'm just as happy."
In Bathilda's eyes, two other teenagers seemed to appear next to the white-haired boy.
But they
Already an old man.
The reunion of the two is interrupted as Fred's wedding begins.
Laughter suited Fred Magpie’s character perfectly.
Originally, Mrs. Weasley was planning to arrange for a band to perform, make the wedding more grand, and have her sons dress formally.
But Fred didn't like this. He made a special note to wear his favorite clothes and said that you can wear whatever you like.
So at the wedding, John saw people wearing wizard robes and people wearing beach shorts and pajamas.
Harry did not see Mrs. Weasley and asked in confusion, "Where is Mrs. Weasley?"
Ron said; "She was tricked into going to the kitchen by Fred. Originally, Fred wanted to use a full body binding spell to keep her at home until the wedding."
"Why?" Harry didn't understand the purpose of this.
Ron was surprised: "You don't know how scary she is, and you want to bring the symphony here."
Thinking of that scene, Ron shuddered and said, "It would be better to kill us."
Harry thought about it and felt terrible.
The wedding officially begins.
Mr. Weasley tugged on his tie, making it a little tight.
Mrs. Weasley wore a brand new purple robe and a gorgeous jeweled hat given by the twins.
The smiles on their faces were from ear to ear, and Fred and George still did not escape Mrs. Weasley's vicious hands.
They had large white roses in their buttonholes.
Bill was a little depressed when he saw this, and Charlie patted his brother on the shoulder and told him to forget about Fleur.
But how could a girl like Furong be forgotten?
Golden balloons take off.
Angelina held the hand of her father, Mr. Johnson, and came along the lavender carpet.
As the guests took their seats, Fred took Angelina's hand from Mr. Johnson.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Ron complained: "He is quite serious now."
The wizard who presided over the wedding asked Fred: "Fred Weasley, are you willing to marry Angelina Johnson..."
With two affectionate wishes, the wizard announced: "I declare you to be partners for life!"
Mrs. Weasley covered her face with a lace handkerchief and cried softly.
Hagrid was also there, a tough guy with a soft heart, and he took out a handkerchief as big as a tablecloth and was crying too.
Ariana sat next to John, watching the wedding with her eyes motionless.
John was also a little touched, touched Ariana's head and said, "You will also get married in the future."
Ariana blinked, and Luna said seriously, "That's not a rose, it's Weasley's new product Bang Bang Fireworks."
Her father, Mr. Lovegu, is also doing serious research.
Just as the wizard was about to announce that he was letting the band take the field.
John saw the corners of Fred's mouth turn up. This action meant that he didn't want to get married in an ordinary way.
"ladies and gentlemen……"
"call out--"
"Bang!"
Fred pulled off the white rose and held it up, cheering: "Let's party!"
The white roses in his hands bloomed and turned into many white doves that flew out.
Pop the rising golden balloons and make them fall into big candy bubbles.
Then the white wedding tent flew up.
Weasley's Wizard Wheezes fireworks flew up and exploded into various colors in the air.
The originally arranged provocative music band turned into a lively and cheerful music by pulling off the clothes on the body.
Many glasses fell from the sky, forming a champagne tower that was as tall as Hagrid.
The corners of John's mouth curled up. Sure enough, silence was not their melody, only carnival was.
Mrs. Weasley was stunned and was quickly pulled over to dance.
Fred pulled Angelina into a weird dance,
Both men burst out laughing.
The two back sides of his tuxedo fell down and turned into two lively magpies flying over the wedding, weaving in every sound and laughter.
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