Subsequently, Weston auctioned two more opportunities, and they were auctioned off by the Malfoy family and the Ollivander family respectively.
That's right, the Ollivander family.
Weston received two more gold galleons, as well as an ancient magic book from the Malfoy family and 20% of Ollivander's wand shop.
It can be said that tonight's income alone has transformed the entire Delacour family from a well-off family into a moderately wealthy family. Of course, this is only in terms of money, although in terms of background, Weston has researched it.
Two major achievements, but they have not fully turned into strength.
However, the minimum foundation is enough. It can be said that Weston's idea has a foundation.
"I sincerely thank you for your generosity!" With a touch of Weston's hand, everything was restored to its original state, and the hearts of everyone who saw it jumped again.
"On behalf of the Delacour family, I would like to thank you all for your support!" Weston raised the refilled champagne glass, "May Merlin bless you all!"
After saying that, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Everyone also cheered with dignity.
After Weston finished drinking, he did not leave immediately, but said something again, which made everyone a little strange. However, no one said anything, and they were all waiting for his speech.
"I think everyone knows about my experience!" Weston smiled freely, "I used to be just a street kid! Living a precarious life in Diagon Alley, the most prosperous place in the UK, life was worse than death.
life."
"Later, an even more unfortunate thing happened! Obscurus, which had not appeared for nearly a hundred years, reappeared in me! Yes, I was very miserable at that time! But, the magic world is so big, who cares about a little person like me?
?”
No one answered, but they all understood in their hearts that this is the magic world. No matter how glamorous it is on the outside, it is always full of cruelty and struggle secretly. In the final analysis, this is a world where strength is paramount, no matter your strength is combat effectiveness.
,wisdom or gold galleons...
"I am unfortunate! But, I am also lucky!" Weston changed the subject, "Unfortunately, my childhood growing up was always filled with darkness and garbage or contempt and supercilious looks. Fortunately, my childhood was full of darkness and garbage.
I met the Delacours!"
"I know that some people have always looked down on this small family, whether it's the UK or France, it's the same! They also look down on me, because I'm just the son-in-law of this small family, a humble wretch who doesn't even have his own surname.
!”
Weston glanced at the people below. Several family heads turned pale. The French Minister of Magic even took out a handkerchief and gingerly wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"No one can think that I will live beyond ten years old, and no one thinks that the Delacour family can survive when my Obscurus breaks out!" A sneer appeared on Weston's face, and a cold light shot out of his eyes.
.
He looked around at all the living beings present and suddenly smiled: "Unfortunately, I do
Survived! And lived a wonderful life!”
"When I had no strength, no one cared about me, and I didn't blame anyone! This is normal. After all, every investment needs a return!"
"However, since I was saved by the Delacour family, then I will repay them! With everything I have, my life!" Weston said these words categorically.
Without giving others time to react, Weston suddenly looked at Mr. Delacour, the light in his eyes was very soft: "Uncle Delacour, can you please come to the front?"
"Of course, my child!" Mr. Delacour smiled and nodded, and walked calmly to Weston's side. Although he didn't know what Weston wanted to do, but out of respect for Weston
Despite his trust, he still obeyed Weston's request.
"Everyone, under the witness of everyone today, I want to do something big, and I hope everyone will make it happen, okay?" Weston looked down with a smile.
No one knew what kind of medicine was sold in Weston's gourd, but they didn't mind giving this great genius a favor, so they all nodded.
"Uncle Delacour!" Weston's expression became solemn, "I want to marry Miss Fleur Delacour. I can join the Delacour family. Are you willing?"
Everyone in the audience was stunned and couldn't help but look at Fu Rong, who was sitting in the guest of honor seat.
Furong was stunned at first, and then she couldn't help but cover her mouth. Tears filled her eyes instantly, and the look in her eyes was full of surprise and disbelief!
"Of course, oh, of course!" Mr. Delacour swallowed and replied with a laugh, "You know, the child is just what your aunt and I have always wanted to see the most!"
"It's just that you are still young, so let's consider it an engagement! When you graduate, I will hold a wedding for you!"
"No problem!" Weston nodded solemnly. He opened his right hand and a dark green scroll suddenly appeared in his hand, "Then, let this be my betrothal gift!"
"What is this? Can you tell me?" The head of the Greengrass family stared at the scroll and asked curiously.
"Yeah, yeah, tell me..."
"Yes, if you want us to witness, you should at least tell us what the betrothal gift is!"
"That's right!"
"Young man, just say it boldly! Let us see it too!"
...
Looking at the people talking about each other, Mr. Delacour glanced at Weston.
Weston smiled softly: "It doesn't matter, uncle, it's not a particularly precious thing! It's just that this is the most precious thing in my body. You know, I am very poor!"
You are so poor! When everyone heard what Weston said, they couldn't help but want to complain. The founder of the League of Legends, the proposer of the new potion system, and the creator of "Meditation", which one of these three identities cannot become a rich man?
?You are already poor, shouldn’t we beg for food?
Mr. Delacour couldn't help but smile and didn't take Weston's words about being poor seriously. He gently opened the scroll, took a closer look, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah, this is...
..."
He glanced at Weston with burning eyes, then lowered his head and started looking at it hungrily, no matter where he was or what the occasion was.
What is it? What the hell are you talking about? Everyone looked at Mr. Delacour and were so anxious that they almost cursed.
"Weston, you better tell us!" Lucius couldn't wait any longer, so he simply asked Weston directly.
"Nothing, it's just an application of Animagus magic!" Weston said easily.
"What's the effect?" Patriarch Greengrass asked impatiently.
"Ah, that! It's nothing, it's just that you can transform into a magical creature!" Weston shrugged, not caring about what he said.