Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

The newlyweds stood face to face.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Lin En's voice sounded appropriately as he stood in front of the newlyweds. "Today we gather here to celebrate the union of two loyal souls. The bride and groom have entrusted me with the important task of being their teacher and serving as their witness and host."

His speech was neither fast nor slow. Molly, who was sitting in the front row, had already taken out her handkerchief to wipe her tears, and Mrs. Clearwater's condition was not much calmer either.

A sound like a trumpet suddenly rang out, and Lynn knew without looking back that it was Hagrid's movement.

He presided over the wedding in an orderly manner, with many thoughts flashing through his mind, just like the guests and friends in the audience.

Marriage is a beautiful concept, especially for people in love.

Finally, when the words "Ask me to declare you lifelong partners" rang out, shining silver-white stars burst out from the tip of the magic wand and fell on everyone, and the two newlyweds who had been in love since their student days hugged each other tightly.

Countless golden balloons exploded, birds of paradise and little golden bells flew into the sky, and Fred and George took the lead in taking out fireworks.

The whole audience was in an uproar, with applause and cheers mixed with sobs of joy, as well as the chirping of birds and the ringing of bells.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Lynn turned around and faithfully performed her last duty, "Please stand!"

The guests stood up one after another, he raised his wand, and magic power like a golden ribbon wrapped around everyone.

All the seats disappeared silently, along with the white canvas of the magic tent - they stood under the canopy supported by golden pillars, the sun was shining and the scenery was harmonious.

The high temperatures of summer seemed to have drifted away from them, and the refreshing coolness was as natural as the air, with a faint fragrance.

Then, a pool of molten gold spread out from the center of the tent, turning into a glittering golden dance floor.

The disappeared tables and chairs reappeared around the dance floor. The band that had been waiting for a long time came on stage and played cheerful music. Waiters came from all directions, carrying trays filled with food and drinks, and moved nimbly among the crowd.

"Bless you, Percy, Penelope."

Lynn ordered a glass of wine, raised it in greeting, then quietly retreated, lost in the crowd of well-wishers.

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When Percy and Penelope danced the first song to the music and cheers, the parents of both sides exchanged partners according to etiquette, followed by the four best men, bridesmaids and enthusiastic guests.

The dance floor is a place for young people, and the brisk waltz allows everyone to sway to the melody - sometimes even a dance partner is not necessary, such as Luna who ran to the center alone.

Outside the dance floor, no matter it is relatives and friends who have not seen each other for a long time, or VIPs who are ready to use this private occasion to discuss business, no one will miss such a cocktail party in the sun.

Amelia, Dumbledore and Akinbad gathered together almost immediately, along with McGonagall and several officials from the British Ministry of Magic, including Bill.

Lin En was not in a hurry to join them, or rather, he had no intention of joining them.

He walked among the crowd with a glass of wine in his hand and quietly sat down next to the Scamander couple who had been staying in an inconspicuous place.

"Dear Newt, do you mind if I interrupt you for a moment?"

"You've already used such an intimate name, what else can I say?" Newt asked with a smile, "Tina is right, you must have something to talk to me about today."

“Ahem… Don’t say that, as if every time I come to you I have something to ask.” Lin En cleared his throat awkwardly, “Although this time there is indeed something, and it’s something that only you can do.”

“Tell me about it,” Newt said.

"Liu Tao recommended a young man to me, but frankly speaking, I don't have much knowledge to teach that dragon scientist." Lin En shrugged, "It would be a bit inhumane to just let him work for the society and me, so..."

"So you thought of me." Newt picked up the juice on the table, took a sip, and said with interest, "The dragon expert recommended by Liu Tao... I think I know who it is."

"So what's your answer?" Lynn asked.

"Since you've come to me, I'll spare some time every week. I'm also interested in your society, and I think Tina is too?" Newt said gently.

"Indeed, I want to go and see it too." The old woman smiled gently, like a kind grandmother, and it was hard to tell that she was a capable and dashing Auror when she was young.

"Then I'm relieved. I believe you will be satisfied there." Lin En raised his glass. "Likewise, the Violet Society will be grateful for your priceless wealth of knowledge."

Chapter 672 The Best Answer (Finale)

On the other side of the dance floor, several young men sitting around a table were eating heartily, with Ron eating the most.

After being busy for most of the day, they were indeed not as relaxed as the others, except for Luna who had already gone on stage alone.

"Shouldn't we go dancing too?" Ginny, who was relatively gentle, asked impatiently after eating a piece of pie.

Her eyes were fixed on Harry, her thoughts clearly written on her face.

Fred and George whistled to cheer, but Ron hesitated to speak.

Neville had sneaked into the dance floor while no one was paying attention, and his movements were very quick.

"I think so too. We shouldn't waste time." Hermione finished her butterbeer, put down her knife and fork, wiped the food residue from the corner of her mouth, and sat up straight. "Doris and the others are already dancing. This is a rare opportunity."

Soon, a few empty golden chairs appeared outside the dance floor, and were immediately occupied by other people.

Everything seemed so natural.

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Watching the Scamanders leaving their seats as they prepared to go on stage to dance, Lynn glanced from afar at Dumbledore and his group who were in a heated discussion. Just as he was about to walk around them, he bumped into something soft and elastic, and almost dropped his empty wine glass on the ground.

Looking closely, I saw a smiling old face, a belly as big as a walrus, and a box of freshly opened pineapple preserves.

"Do you mind sitting with the old guy for a while?"

Finally finding an opportunity, Slughorn had no intention of giving him a chance to refuse and pulled him to sit down.

After taking a mouthful of candied fruit, the old man, who was more active than anyone else, smiled and said, "It's really not easy to see you recently, Lin En. Not only me, but Lucius also always wants to meet you but can't."

"It's true that I've been a bit busy lately." Lynn nodded.

"It's better to be busy, but not too busy." Slughorn said earnestly, "I heard that Amanda and the others are going to cooperate with Damocles to study a cure for wolf disease. This is a very interesting topic."

"If you are interested, I think Amanda and Mr. Belby would be happy to get the support of the authority." Lynn smiled, "Of course, this is also a difficult project."

"Yes, it's a difficult project... But it's undeniable that this is a very worthwhile endeavor. I'm happy to help, as long as they don't mind me, a retired old man, holding them back."

Slughorn said with great interest that this was partly due to the Potions Master's curiosity and partly, no doubt, to the great honor of overcoming difficulties.

From the wolfsbane potion to the deactivation curse treatment plan, he could already vaguely glimpse the dawn of victory, which was an irresistible temptation for him who attached great importance to his reputation.

It was a win-win proposition, and no one would refuse the full support of a Potions Master, including an expert like Damocles Belby.

After just a few words, the two reached a consensus on the general idea of ​​cooperation, and both hosts and guests were very happy.

But just when Lynn thought that Slughorn would continue to build relationships with his students and juniors, the fat old man did not show any intention of getting up and leaving. Instead, he handed him a piece of sweet candied fruit.

"Having finished talking about official matters, I haven't forgotten the most important personal matter, Lynn," said Slughorn. "Watching you officiate the wedding of these two young people on the stage, I thought of our previous agreement. Tell me, when are you and Fei going to settle your marriage?"

"Horace, this matter is certainly not that simple."

Lynn was about to nod when he heard an old voice behind him.

It was Perenelle's voice.

Lynn turned his head following the sound and saw the Flamel couple walking side by side.

Perenelle's voice was quite loud and it startled many people around, including Firenze, who was drinking with a few stargazers in the corner. They all had subtle expressions and turned their heads frequently to observe, pretending to be casual.

Compared to his wife's straightforwardness, Nico seemed much more reserved and tactful.

He slowly sat down next to Lynn, gently shook the champagne in his hand, and said softly, "When you get old, you always have a lot of feelings every time you attend a young person's wedding. I think you should be the same, right, Horace?"

Slughorn thought to himself that something was wrong, and the smile on his face faded visibly.

"Of course." He said calmly, "That's why I want to do my best for my favorite student, while I'm still a little bit older and still have some energy. And this is what we agreed to do in the beginning, it's just that there was a deviation and it was delayed for a few months."

Nico took his time, looked at his wife, and said to Lynn, who was in a somewhat awkward situation, "Perenel and I have something we want to talk to Horace alone."

"Well... okay, I'll go look somewhere else."

Lynn slipped out quickly and disappeared in the crowd in the blink of an eye.

The focus of the elderly is always different from that of the young, and it is difficult to say much, so one can only avoid it.

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Brian, Victor and the others had already found dance partners and were enjoying this rare leisure time. Dumbledore's discussion did not interest her much. Euphemia occupied a round table alone, sipping slowly from a glass of juice and looking at everyone around her.

When Lynn rushed back, she was looking at Furong.

The radiant young witch was undoubtedly the focus of the dance floor, and most of the young men wanted to ask her to dance.

"I'm back," he said quietly, sitting in the empty chair next to her and recounting his earlier discussion with Newt and Slughorn.

But he selectively skipped the wedding scene.

He has his own ideas on this matter.

"It seems to be going well. Mr. Liu Tao has achieved a satisfactory result, and Amanda can feel a lot more relaxed." Euphemia was not surprised by the result.

"Now that everything is resolved, I just saw the gift that Yi Ai sent." Lynn said, "Not only Amanda and the others, but we can also breathe a sigh of relief."

He took another glass of red wine from a passing waiter and clinked it lightly with Euphemia's glass, only then suddenly noticing the juice in her glass.

"Why are you drinking juice today?" He asked softly, with a faint fruity scent between his lips and teeth.

"I don't feel like drinking recently." Euphemia said, her expression revealing a bit of laziness, "Juice is also good."

"That's true." Lynn said with a smile, "You really liked drinking pomegranate juice when you were in school, but unfortunately the house elves in the kitchen rarely provide it, so you have to buy it outside."

"So you often sneaked into Hogsmeade, and you were almost discovered several times."

"How could I have almost been discovered? At that time, my Disillusionment Spell was barely noticeable to Dumbledore." Lin En said with some pride, "It's just that the distance was a little far."

Euphemia covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes full of memories.

Let’s not talk about what happened later, but at least in the second and third grades, it was still a bit difficult to hide from the patrolling Mag and others with only Lin En’s magic level at that time.

She herself knew of at least three times when she was nearly discovered by the patrolling professors. If she hadn't been familiar with all the secret passages on campus, she would have never been able to avoid them by keeping them closed.

But she didn't expose him, she just looked at him teasingly.

Gradually, there was more anticipation in her eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, Lynn put down his glass, adjusted his tie, and cleared his throat.

"Beautiful lady, would you please dance with me?"

"……certainly."

Euphemia nodded modestly, stretched out a hand and placed it on Lin En's palm, and walked with him to the crowded but therefore lively dance floor.

"Speaking of which, I have a plan."

"What's the plan?"

"Once all the issues with the Society are resolved, how about we go on a trip around the world?"

"Of course I have no objection, but why do you suddenly have this plan?"

"Perhaps he wants to retire earlier than Dumbledore and Grindelwald."

"I guarantee you, Barty will use a curse on you."

"So we have to hide from him, and it's best to leave secretly when no one knows."

"You..."

The conversation was lost in the noise of the crowd.

The gentle waltz sounded again.

There was a new pair of dancers on the dance floor.

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As night fell, most of the guests left, and only a few closest friends and relatives remained together.

After the dance and cocktail party, many people were drunk, and some young ladies danced until their feet were almost numb, which was considered a reluctant enjoyment.

Even underage wizards like Harry and Ron took advantage of the large crowd and secretly drank a few glasses of champagne. They thought they had destroyed the evidence secretly, but unfortunately their rosy faces could not be faked.

Doris, who was happy for her good friend's marriage, accepted all the offers, including red wine, champagne and whiskey, and drank until she was dizzy - this was where she was not like Lynn.

Compared to Lynn, who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, her alcohol tolerance obviously needs some practice, although she is already much better than Seth.

The new champion was already shaky when he left the Burrow to go home. He could hardly use Apparition and was almost carried away by Pavla and Andrew.

But it is undeniable that witnessing the first couple among their classmates finally getting married is a very memorable event for these young people, and it has touched many of them.

After helping the Weasleys clean up the mess, Lynn was about to leave when she accidentally saw Bill and Fleur - they should be preparing to return to London together.

Of course, everyone else went back to their own homes. Fleur would probably stay in the Violet Tower for a while until she completed the onboarding process at the Starlight Group and then find a place to live near Diagon Alley.