The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts Chapter 157

Getting married, even with the help of the Rozier family, is still an extremely tedious matter.

It was at this time that Anton knew that Lupin's parents were still alive.

He didn't know whether it was Lupin who didn't want to disturb his parents' lives because of his werewolf status, or whether it was a foreigner's unique thinking. Anyway, Lupin had been a wanderer all these years before.

He even wondered if Lupin would have resentment towards his father, after all, it was because of his father's cheap mouth that eventually led to his lifelong misery.

But no matter what, Lupin still hopes to get the blessing of his parents when he gets a new life, finds a life partner, and gets married.

Lupin's expression was complicated, and Ilsa held his hand tenderly, "I'm with you."

At this time, Lupin always forced himself to laugh.

Some people are like this, they get used to it gently, they force themselves, and they get used to it.

Ilsa can't see it like this, "If you're not happy, you can get mad at me, you can shout loudly, I don't mind."

The werewolf was always a little less wild and too gentle.

Then Lupin laughed manly, hugged Ilsa, and strode away in her exclamation.

Only Anton and Anna looked at each other.

Shrugging, Anton looked at their compiled list.

There were not many people to contact in person, and Lupin's relationships were pitifully simple.

Most of them were old comrades who had met when Potter joined the Order of the Phoenix, as well as the Weasleys and other friends who had met with Potter.

While James Potter was alive, Lupin knew a lot of people.

After Potter died, no one took him with him.

Poor Lupin.

The task assigned to Anton and Anna was to send invitations to the Weasleys.

This was Ilsa's idea, and she seriously urged the two little guys, "Walk more, see more, and don't lock yourself in the dark castle!"

It's annoying, and it warms my heart. Having such a parent who cares about him makes Anton, who has been an orphan for two lifetimes, very happy.

There is simply nothing to do now, and they simply get on the broom and take off.

The Weasleys lived in Devon, England, in a small village called Autry-St Catchpole.

There is a very interesting coincidence. Autry means 'by the Otter River', and San Catchpol means 'judicial officer'. It is estimated that Arthur chose to live here. Interesting thinking.

Flying along the Otter River on a broomstick, there are many villages and towns on both sides of the river.

Soon, a steep hill came into view. This was the 'Ferret Mountain' marked on the map. This was the drop point for the door keys commonly used in various events.

There are many wizard families living here, the Diggory family (Gryffindor's handsome senior Cedric), the Lovegood family (little fairy Luna), the Fawcett family...

South of the village at the foot of Ferret Mountain, leaning on a small hill, next to the Otter River, surrounded by bushes, is the Weasley family's Burrow.

Crooked houses, huge gardens and vegetable gardens, tin warehouses, pigsties and small round ponds for ducks...

"The wizard family I imagined grows like this." An Dong smiled.

"It looks very warm." Anna smiled slightly.

The two landed on the open space next to the vegetable garden. They were planning to go in. A group of strange brown-skinned little men with a height of only ten centimeters carried fishing rods made of twigs, sparsely lined up from the bushes to the vegetable garden. set off.

Their bald heads are about the size of potatoes, and with their stout feet, hey yo~ hey yo~, marching forward with low-pitched chants.

This is the goblin, the little elves of the land.

Looks like a lot of fun.

Anton and Anna crouched down to observe with interest.

There are many kinds of elves in the wizarding world. These humanoid creatures are generally not too high in IQ. Even if they can speak human words, many of them actually only have the logical ability of a few-year-old child.

For example, the Cornish elf (the kind that Lockhart gave out in class), blue-skinned, can fly without wings, but can only be mischievous.

The most famous is the house-elves.

Or also known as house elf, in ancient times, this kind of elf often haunted the house, entered the host's house, and through labor, exchanged for the porridge, honey, and cream needed for life.

These creatures have an incomprehensible arrogance, and if their masters try to clothe them and make them take off their tattered clothes, they will feel humiliated and leave the dwelling in search of new masters.

Some will even attack the host family because they don't give food but money.

Similar to the European personality version like the snail girl.

Of course, times have changed, and as the times have changed, house-elves are now only found in old wizarding homes. They obviously found their own way of survival early, sheltered the most powerful group of people in the world, and devoted their loyalty to their masters.

Yes, loyalty is the most basic requirement of a wizarding family for a house-elves.

A wizard is a dangerous creature, not only to others, but to himself.

If a elf living in the house is malicious and unfaithful, they can just sneak a mess of stuff into your potion, and the wizarding family may even be gone overnight.

Or these creatures who are in frequent contact with family affairs go to other places to talk about family affairs and secrets everywhere, which is a disaster.

But obviously, some people are too arrogant, accustomed to the service of elves, take this creature for granted as a simple slave, and can't understand the nature of house elves, which eventually led to a certain elves named 'Dobby'. , pit yourself.

They are not creatures that have been conquered and enslaved by wizards. They are born like this. Most of them are simple-minded. Similar to parasites, they generally have no way to survive alone.

But it is this characteristic that allows them to survive to this day. Innately gifted with apparition and strong magic power, if this creature could survive alone, it would not be alive at all, and it would have been washed away from the earth by the wizards long ago.

"Shh~" Anton whistled.

A goblin stared at him blankly, but Anton grabbed it and observed it.

After a while, other goblins also gathered around to watch the fun.

It's not too easy to catch this kind of foolishness, who likes to eat melons and doesn't know how to escape.

Under the wizard's eyes, the image of the magic within the goblin was pitifully weak, with only a few incoherent lines.

The goblin's only offensive ability is its sharp-looking teeth.

Anton raised his eyebrows. He found an interesting thing. Because of the simplest magic image, he saw the most primitive and basic image line foundation.

Silently jot down this line.

"Hey Anton, what are you doing?"

Anton looked up, oh well, a lot of red hair.

George and Fred, Ron, Ginny, Mr. Arthur, and Percy looking out of the third-floor window.

Although the Burrow is a little small, it has the taste of home.

Percy didn't like Anton very much, probably because he felt that Anton was not self-motivated - he was so good, but he couldn't dominate the first year of Slytherin, it was a waste.

But he still came out of the room to say hello, looking very decent.

This one is more suited to be a Slytherin.

Interestingly, Harry Potter was also in the Burrow, a group of people crowded in the restaurant on the first floor, full of people, very warm.

It is said that it was the night after his birthday that Ron and the twins picked him up in a flying car.

This freed him from the sudden embarrassment at home, and his uncle's attitude towards him suddenly became extraordinarily good.

When the fantasy of the past finally came true, Harry Potter only felt extra uncomfortable.

man~

Gee!

Anton smiled and looked at Harry who said excitedly~www.mtlnovel.com~ and Ron who described the fun of driving flying cars.

To tell the truth, he was quite worthless for Lupin, living so carefully, so he wanted to take Harry into his house, but he still needed to find a way to get Dumbledore's permission. Look at others, tsk.

But in any case, the Weasleys are also very good relatives, and Anton didn't say anything.

"Lupin is finally getting married!" Arthur looked at the invitation happily, a sincere smile on the face of this somewhat bald middle-aged man.

"Lupin is a good person and deserves a better life." Molly sighed with emotion.

"Yes!" Anton nodded vigorously, "Uncle Lupin will be happier and happier, he has entered a new life!"

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