"Charles?" Delacour frowned, glanced back and forth on the faces of several people in doubt, and said, "Why do you ask him? As far as I know, my brother has been staying in France and has never been to England." ? How do you know…him?"

M. Delacour seemed to think that his brother had offended someone?

"No, what we want to ask is" the grandfather paused for a moment, and asked hesitantly, "Clement, do you know that your younger brother is married?"

"Married? Hahaha, how is it possible, his dissolute nature?" Mr. Delacour wanted to smile to brighten the atmosphere, but he didn't dare to laugh again when he noticed his grandfather whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"He won't really cough and cough. Well, I haven't been in touch with my brother for many years. I don't know much about his situation."

Monsieur Delacour touched his nose in embarrassment and said, "You know, wizards and Squibs live in circles"

"Wait! What are you talking about?" Grandfather's eyes widened, which startled M. Delacour.

"This"

"You mean your brother, a Squib!?"

Delacour shrank his neck, looked at his wife sitting next to him, and said weakly, "Yes, Charles is indeed a squib."

Connor saw that his grandfather was stunned, as if he had been petrified. Now, Connor also understands why his second aunt dare not go back to England. It turned out that she

in love with a squib

Because grandfather Di Wen is a big capitalist, in his eyes, the Squib is a worker, a defective product among wizards.

Connor knew that his grandfather had always looked down on Squibs, and his second aunt probably knew this too, so she didn't dare to reveal her information to her grandfather.

To my grandfather, it was much better for his daughter to marry a Muggle than a Squib, so knowing the truth was a bit hard for him to accept.

I thought it would be hard enough for the eldest daughter to secretly give birth to a Far East child, but I didn’t expect these daughters to be better than the other. His second daughter actually found a squib! It’s the third daughter’s turn to find her nephew. ! ?

The grandfather almost fainted from the anger, and felt his grandfather's breathing became more and more rapid. Connor quickly stepped forward to pat him on the back obediently, to comfort him.

Seeing this situation, Mr. Leo hurriedly explained to Mr. Delacour, "It's like this. Mr. Devin actually came to France to find his daughter, and he only knew that his daughter and a woman named Shard Someone from Rakul got married so we came to you to find out."

"Ah?! So this is my in-laws ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Mr. Delacour just wanted to smile and get close to his grandfather, but when he saw his grandfather's murderous expression, he was speechless again .

After a long time, grandfather finally calmed down. He took a deep breath and said, "Clement, do you know what your brother does? Can you find him now?"

"Ah, this, my brother seems to be working in the Muggle world, heck, actually I don't know what he does." Seeing that his grandfather's expression became grim again, Mr. Delacour quickly waved his hands and said

"However, of course I know where to find him. Our family used to have a house in Paris. After Apolline and I moved to this forest, the house over there was reserved for my younger brother. I should be able to find him there." .”

After working for so long, he finally found some useful information. His grandfather took a deep breath and said, "Then please take us to meet this Charles Delacour."

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Chapter 1 Family Theater (Thanks to the book friend [Fat Bulongdong] for the reward!)

In the demonized version of the Citroen, eight people have already sat in the back seat of the car. This car is seriously overloaded in the Muggle sense, but because it is a demonized version of the car, it is estimated that eighteen people can fit in it .

I just don't know if this car only burns gasoline, so it might not be able to move...

Considering that they might be in-laws, or in the mood of watching the excitement (x), the Delacour family set off together to find Charles after discussing it.

Now in the spacious interior of the car, eight people were divided into two groups, with three men and a woman on one side, and three girls and a boy on the other side.

Connor, trapped.

"Are you the Connor who invented the monster card?" Fleur Delacour pointed at Connor in a haughty but curious tone.

Connor looked with great interest at the little girl who looked very uneducated (crossed out) proud and had a quarter of the blood of Meiwa.

In fact, Furong doesn't have the charm of Meiwa that can kill people in legends, she's just a pretty little girl, maybe because she's still young?

But Connor didn't feel much when he saw the beautiful woman with half of Meiwa's blood, maybe because he was still young?

...Connor shook his head, nodded to Fleur again, and said

"Yes, do you want to sign? Where do you want to sign? On the skirt?" Connor took out a paintbrush from his pocket while talking, with an expression of "I'm going to sign soon".

"Huh?" Fu Rong showed an inexplicable expression, "What nonsense are you talking about, I don't need an autograph!"

"Then you want my limited monster card? Sorry, you can only draw this card yourself, and I can't give you the card directly."

"I don't want your monster card! I haven't even played it!" Fu Rong frowned delicately and shouted.

Connor tilted his head, "Are you going to ask me for a painting? That's not okay. I have to paint for Emily recently, and I don't have time to paint for you."

"What?! I don't want your painting!" Fu Rong denied it three times.

Connor frowned, "You don't want my signature, nor do you want me to draw for you? Then what do you ask me to do?"

"I..." Fu Rong was stunned, by the way, what did I ask him to do?I'm like... just wanted to say hello?

Little Furong was fooled by Connor, she had never encountered such a situation before.

She used to talk to male classmates in school, whether they were older or younger, they always looked stupid in front of her, and their words faltered.

She had never met a boy like Connor who asked her if she wanted to sign an autograph and looked disgusted at her like Connor.

Fu Rong froze for a while, then asked blankly, "Don't you think I'm beautiful?"

As soon as I finished talking about Furong, I regretted it. How could I ask such a stupid question? Has my brain been eaten by slugs? She just wanted to change the subject, but when she saw Connor looking at her seriously, she proudly Stretch out your small chest.

Connor carefully looked at Furong's face, with blue eyes, delicate facial features, and long silver shawl hair, she was indeed a beauty, and then Connor said

"Sorry, with all due respect, although you look good, I still think you are a little bit worse than Emily."

Far worse than me.

Connor gestured a little bit, but Emily next to her blushed.

At this time, Fu Rong's domineering posture had completely disappeared, replaced by a face with wide-eyed, cannibalistic appearance.

Sure enough, the most effective way to piss off a woman is to compare her appearance with another woman and then belittle her.

"You! Hmph!" Fu Rong was so angry that she couldn't speak, she dragged Gabriel to the side.

Connor smiled and waved to Gabriel who was being dragged away by Fleur, and Gabriel made a grimace back at Connor.

"Kang Connor, why do you say that about Miss Fu Rong, don't you like her?" Emily hesitated after cooling down, then tugged at Connor's sleeve and asked.

Connor said nonsense, "That's not true, it's just that you can tell by her aggressive tone that she is a spoiled princess character. I'm just helping her change her bad habits."

"Besides, she hasn't even played my monster card, so I know she doesn't even have a friend to play with. If she doesn't change her attitude towards people and things, she will suffer a lot when she goes out into the society."

"So it's like this, Connor, you are such a good person." Emily nodded and said blankly.

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