No matter what, the wedding had to continue. Otherwise, the Weasley family would likely become the laughingstock of the British magical world.
Many of the guests attending the wedding had noticed the chaos, but most blamed it on Fred and George's antics. Holding two weddings at once, they thought, was bound to cause this sort of thing.
At most, the guests grumbled about it a little and treated it as entertainment. No one took it to heart.
Especially the wizards visiting for the first time. The moment they stepped into Avalon, they were completely captivated by the unfamiliar village.
Quite a few had read related news about Avalon in the papers, but seeing it in person gave them an entirely different feeling.
Avalon lacked Diagon Alley's sense of history, nor did it have the old-fashioned air of the former Hogsmeade, practically proclaiming itself a Wizard Village.
There were only clean, orderly concrete streets, wide and bright; fountain parks blooming with flowers everywhere; and one completed "high-end" villa after another. Everything that met their eyes was so captivating that many began entertaining the idea of settling down in Avalon.
But this place did not seem very welcoming to outsiders. Many areas had their gates firmly shut, mercilessly turning visitors away.
That forced them to focus more of their attention on the wedding. Soon, everyone realized that this wedding was rather different from what they had heard about before, especially the Weasley relatives who had attended Harry and Ginny's wedding.
As for how it was different, they could not put their finger on it. It just felt off.
Oh, right. The wedding process seemed simpler. It felt as though they had barely blinked before the newlywed couples had exchanged their rings and vows under everyone's gaze.
"Maybe you should persuade them to