Judging from Percy's repeated use of Molly as a trump card against the twins, it seems that Molly holds the highest position in the Weasley family.
Unlike the Wayne family, who only had one son, she was able to raise seven children, making her a truly respectable mother.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Wayne."
"Me too, Mr. Weasley."
Arthur shook hands with Eric warmly. "Ever since you drank that whole bottle of Gamp Wine, I've been really looking forward to meeting you."
"Vincent has told me some things about your family."
"I hope it's a good thing."
"Of course." Eric released his hand.
"He said that the four Weasley he knew were all very good, and that your family was very friendly to us non-magical people."
The atmosphere was also great on Evelyn and Molly's side.
"She's our sister!" George exclaimed dramatically, "Ta-da!"
He and Fred opened their arms to the seemingly very shy girl. "This is Ginny Weasley, the sister of the six Weasley brothers!"
Judging from her expression, Ginny seemed ashamed.
Her two lively older brothers, oblivious to everyone else, showered her with compliments, making her little face grow increasingly red.
The light blue dress she was wearing wasn't secondhand, but it was an outdated style from the last century.
Vincent keenly sensed this inferiority complex.
He pushed past the twins. "Nice to meet you, Ginny."
"Hmm—" Ginny's voice was very soft.
"It's a very pretty dress."
She suddenly looked up and stared blankly into Vincent's sincere eyes.
"Thanks."
Fred and George's eyes gleamed, and they both grinned mischievously as they huddled back together.
"Dude, are you—"
Vincent ignored the two men who were exchanging winks and gently embraced Percy, who was walking straight towards him.
"My dear president, your surprise really startled me."
"I'm sorry, I cannot disclose this information to the public."
The news of Nicolas Flamel's "death" did not spread. Instead, news broke that he had destroyed the Sorcerer's Stone himself and that Vincent had become his apprentice.
According to the various magical governments, everything must be based on the stability of the Wizarding World, and the news will be released to the outside world at an appropriate time.
Percy nodded regretfully. "Although Mr. Flamel destroyed the Sorcerer's Stone, it's a good thing for you."
"I know." Vincent looked at Cedric, who had just entered the venue. "Excuse me, I have to leave for a moment."
"Okay." Percy was quite perceptive. "After all, you are the main characters today."
Cedric's tuxedo was so gorgeous that, combined with his fair and handsome face, it immediately attracted the attention of countless witches.
"You're much more popular than me," Vincent clicked his tongue. "No wonder you're a heartthrob!"
"If you weren't Muggle-born, you would be more popular than me."
Cedric shuddered inexplicably. "I always feel like there's something strange about the way they look at me."
Vincent didn't dare turn around, but simply shook hands with him lightly.
"Merlin's beard— " a witch exclaimed.
"I'm sure their thinking is very unhealthy."
"Agreed." Vincent shivered as he released his grip.
Cedric then introduced his parents behind him.
Amos Diggory Amos a tall man with a ruddy complexion and a short brown beard. He works in the Department for Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures at the Ministry of Magic.
Mrs. Diggory was a full-time housewife and appeared just as dignified as Evelyn.
Vincent chatted with them briefly before leaving.
The witches' gazes were so intense that even a casual glance made me feel uncomfortable.
When he returned to his parents' home, they arrived at the Scamander family.
Leading the way was an elderly man with his head held high and chest out.
He was dressed in a well-fitting gray suit and kept greeting the wizards on the street.
Newt Scamander, carrying his suitcase, strode past Theseus, seemingly unaccustomed to such situations.
In contrast, there is the poised and confident Tina.
Before she got married, she was the Head of the Auror Office of the Magical Congress of America, and she and Theseus were high-ranking officials who frequently attended these events.
Following behind his parents, Rolf's face was plastered with a fake smile.
If possible, he would definitely run to a small corner and sit down like his own grandfather.
This journey was extremely difficult.
When he saw the smirks on Fred and George's faces, he mouthed "we're all the same."
The twins both shook their heads at the same time and fixed their gazes on Vincent.
No matter how unwilling the wizards present were to admit it, they could not deny Nicolas Flamel's status as an apprentice.
To blend into the crowd?
Those familiar with Vincent would not think so.
Rolf came up to him and said, "Believe me, you'll soon be treated like this."
Vincent shrugged indifferently. "I'd rather be like Mr. Scamander."
Stay away from worldly opinions and focus solely on doing what interests you.
Newt Scamander and Nicolas Flamel are very similar in their mindset.
"You're not that kind of person," Rolf said, scrutinizing him from head to toe. "Besides, you have the best taste in the whole room."
The wizards' costumes are mostly quite retro, and even the Weasley family don't look out of place in them.
The Wayne family's clothing and style were actually much more fashionable than those of today's Muggle.
"Thank you for the compliment." Vincent showed no humility whatsoever. "Perhaps you should take a look at Gu Gu's outfit first."
Rolf's eyes widened. "You actually dressed it up?!"
Is that strange?
"Yes." His tone was rather helpless. "In the eyes of us—some wizards—pets and House-elf are considered a kind of property."
Covering yourself with a rag is fine, but putting on clothes means freedom.
"Gu Gu was never my pet," Vincent with a bitter face. "It has a higher status in the family than I do."
Rolf patted his shoulder reassuringly, "I'll make Groot a suit."
The two looked at each other for a moment, then both chuckled softly.
The Scamander family were never exactly law-abiding, and by the time of Theseus and Newt Scamander, they dared to openly defy authority.
Most wizards, but not all.
Cedric was being bullied by the twins not far away.
"Oh—isn't this our handsome young man?"
"Tsk tsk tsk—all the ladies in the room are focused on you!"
Fred and George seemed to have no idea what those looks meant.
Cedric responded with a wry smile, then his eyes darted around the entire room.
As time passed, most of the wizards had arrived.
"Merlin's big shorts!" he exclaimed as he looked towards the entrance of the venue.
The twins looked over in confusion, and were both stunned.
The girl who just walked in was definitely not the one they knew.
She wore a pure white dress adorned with tulle, her long, flowing hair styled in a bun, exuding ladylike elegance in every gesture.
Vincent and Rolf, who looked over upon hearing the sound, had almost the same expression.
Perhaps because they were used to seeing it, all five of them were shocked when Hermione dressed up properly.