"Mom, Mom, look..." Little Fleur waved a copy of the "Daily Prophet" and ran excitedly to the living room, shouting to Mrs. Delacour.
Mrs. Delacour was a little strange: "What's wrong, honey?"
"It's Weston!" Fleur said loudly, "It said that Weston won the award. What is the second-level medal of the Order of Merlin?" Then, Fleur asked with confusion on her face: "By the way, Mom, Knight of Merlin."
What is the second-level regimental medal?”
"What? Second-level Order of Merlin?" Mrs. Delacour was shocked when she heard this and hurriedly took the "Daily Prophet" from Fleur's hand.
Because Weston is in the UK, the Delacour family, who originally only subscribed to the "Daily Future" (a French magic newspaper), also began to subscribe to the "Daily Prophet", a British newspaper. They wanted to know more about it.
That country is always shrouded in fog.
Regarding the Order of Merlin, Mrs. Delacour certainly knew that it was an award of the same nature as France's "Prix LeMay" and was the highest honor in the British wizarding world. Therefore, she was certainly very surprised.
Most wizards will never receive the Order of Merlin once in their lives, even a third-level medal. How old is Weston? He is only eight years old! An eight-year-old child has received honors that other wizards may not receive in their lives. How amazing.
incredible!
Mrs. Delacour looked at the "Daily Prophet" in surprise, the smile on her face never broke, so gentle and full of passion.
Little Loli felt her mother's happiness, but she didn't quite understand it. When she saw her mother had been reading the newspaper and ignored her questions, her little mouth couldn't help but pout, and Lao Gao said with dissatisfaction: "Mom -
-mom--!"
Mrs. Delacour then moved her eyes away from the newspaper. Seeing her daughter's dissatisfied look, she couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong, dear?"
"You haven't answered my question yet!" Little Loli turned her head away and muttered.
Question? Mrs. Delacour was in a daze for a moment before she remembered what her daughter wanted to ask. She patted her forehead apologetically: "Sorry, honey, mom was so happy just now that she almost forgot your question. Forgive mom.
Okay?"
"Then you have to answer me properly!" the little loli said coquettishly, glanced at Mrs. Delacour with her big eyes, and then immediately moved away.
Pfft! Mrs. Delacour couldn't help but laugh at her daughter's little appearance, and then she realized something was wrong...
Sure enough, the little Loli's dissatisfied eyes had already drifted over——
"Okay, honey, mommy will explain it to you. There are some things that you really should understand!" Mrs. Delacour hugged her daughter and then said softly.
In the little Loli's expectant eyes, Mrs. Delacour began her "popular science".
"Dear, I think you know that the world where wizards live is separate from the Muggles. Just like the Muggles' government, we wizards also have our own government, and that is the Ministry of Magic!"
"Nominally, wizards in various countries are managed by the Ministry of Magic of each country!"
"Oh, that's right!" The little Loli nodded thoughtfully, just like a little adult. Mrs. Delacour was filled with enthusiasm and pride!
My Furong will definitely be a great beauty in the future! She is much cheaper than that brat Weston! But, having said that, that little guy is also very good!
Sure enough, my vision is still so good, I decided to let this kid get married early, otherwise it may not necessarily belong to Furong in the future!
However, I don’t know if Furong will be able to pay attention to his heart in the future. After all, the reputation of the son-in-law is still not very good!
Mrs. Delacour's mind wandered a little, and she felt inexplicably worried. She didn't even hear Fleur calling her twice.
"Mom!" Fleur gave Mrs. Delacour a strong push, directly drawing Mrs. Delacour's attention back.
"What's the matter, honey?" Mrs. Delacour asked strangely.
"I called you several times, but you didn't hear me!" Little Loli said dissatisfiedly, "Besides, you haven't said yet what the Order of Merlin's medal is!"
"Ah, sorry, I was a little distracted!" Mrs. Delacour apologized and touched the little Loli's head.
Forget it, let's talk about it later. With my daughter's charm, I can't beat that brat to death! Mrs. Delacour thought a little arrogantly.
Her thoughts stopped here, and Mrs. Delacour continued: "In the magic world, there are some wizards with outstanding abilities. They have made great contributions to the magic world, and they will be commended. The Ministry of Magic will represent the wizards for them.
Issue a Contribution Award to reward their contribution to the magical world."
"This kind of contribution award is set up by the Ministry of Magic in every country. The meaning is the same, but the name is different. Egypt's 'Sun Crest', Germany's 'Missionary Medal' and our country's 'Le May'
Medals are like this. And the one issued by the British Ministry of Magic is the Order of Merlin."
"The British believe that the ancestor of magic is the legendary hero, the Supreme Wizard Merlin. They worship him, so they have such an award. So, do you understand, honey?"
After explaining, Mrs. Delacour even pinched her daughter's little face affectionately.
So that’s it! Little Loli nodded in understanding: “Doesn’t that mean Weston is very powerful now?”
"It's not just awesome!" Mrs. Delacour tapped the tip of her daughter's nose, "I heard that the Order of Merlin has three levels. Weston received the second level medal this year when he was only eight years old.
, it can be said that no one has been able to do this for thousands of years!"
"Wow -" the little loli understood this sentence and couldn't help but open her mouth, revealing two rows of neat white teeth in an unladylike way, and her two initially charming eyes widened at this moment.
However, seeing Mrs. Delacour's smiling face, the little Loli felt inexplicably unhappy and said arrogantly: "No matter how powerful he is, he is still my future husband!"
"Haha..." Mrs. Delacour couldn't help but burst into laughter when she heard this.
"What's wrong! Am I right?" The little Loli glared at her mother dissatisfied.
"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right!" Mrs. Delacour responded with a smile, "So, dear, do you want to write a letter of congratulations to your future husband?"
"Humph, that's for sure! He wanted to compensate me with a gift, but he didn't tell me first!" the little lolita yelled fiercely, "If there is no gift, I will, I will -
—”
After thinking for a long time, she couldn't think of any way to threaten her. The little Loli stamped her foot fiercely: "I will never give him children in the future!"
Huh? Mrs. Delacour's beautiful eyes suddenly widened! This threat is so cruel!
But the little Lolita was extremely satisfied with her idea and hurried back to her room to write a letter, leaving Mrs. Delacour in the living room.
Is this really my child? Mrs. Delacour is a little confused...