"Oh? What happened just now?
You know, I fainted from my magic outbreak and don't remember much about what just happened"
Braun asked with a slight surprise.
The little girl was excited that Braun did not ignore her like usual, and also because Braun's inquiry made her feel valued.
"Of course, Cousin Braun!
It's your fiancée from the Parkinson family!
She dislikes your magic power for being too low, so she wanted to break the marriage arrangement with you..."
"Enough Ginny."
Mrs. Weasley stopped Ginny from continuing.
Then she comforted Braun, who was stunned:
"Oh, Braun, the Parkinson girl is just a spoiled brat.
Don't be sad about it.
You know you will be going to Hogwarts for school soon, and Gryffindor has a lot of beautiful little girls!
I believe that you will be able to find a lovely girl who adores you there."
Saying that she patted Braun's head with her hand with a little bit of sympathy.
Braun wanted to explain that he was just looking up memories.
The reason he was stunned was because he didn't expect that he had a fiancée and got divorced even before having a glimpse at her.
But he saw the eyes of everyone at the table looking at him. They were under the impression that he was sad and heartbroken at the thought of not being able to marry Pansy.
After realizing the denying will only make things worse, he sighed.
"I see, Aunt Molly. I won't be sad. "
Molly nodded with satisfaction at Braun's response.
After a few more words, he continued to pay attention to the conversation between the adults.
"Albert, have you heard? The Ministry of Magic is about to start a strict investigation of illegal black magic items very soon."
Mr. Weasley casually reminded Mr. Foley while drinking his soup.
Mr. Foley frowned, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied with the surprising information.
He then complained:
"Seriously Arthur? I don't understand what has happened to the Ministry of Magic over the years.
Confiscation of Dark Arts items?
It's hilarious.
Who in a family like ours doesn't have a few items passed down from their ancestors? "
Mr. Foley saw from Mr. Weasley's face that something was wrong.
Mr. Foley couldn't help but ask:
"Don't tell me that you did it.
You really threw it all away?!
Oh my goodness!
What about those magic books passed down by your ancestors? Could it be..."
See Mr. Foley's shocked expression.
Mr. Weasley was a little embarrassed.
In any case, he is also from a pure-blood family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.
Although he always claimed that he didn't care much about pure blood and other things.
But there is still something inside of him that is sensitive to the Weasley family's heritage.
In Europe, people attach great importance to the achievements and inheritance of ancestors.
Otherwise, there would be no bloodline theory.
"Eh, Albert. Those things you know are so dangerous... As for the inheritance, I left a part of it that belonged to white magic, and I sold the rest. "
"You... Alas... What can i say about you. "
After all, it is someone else's family affair, and Mr. Foley has no right to criticize him for his decisions.
Its undeniable that in his expression one can see that there is still some disdain for Weasley's pedantic approach.
In his opinion, magic is never good or bad.
Just like Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in the wizarding world today.
Doesn't he know the slightest bit of black magic?
How can that be?
But soon, Mr. Foley was a little excited:
"But if you want to destroy it, then destroy it."
Anyway, today's magical world is getting more and more decayed.
Even the spells are getting weaker and weaker.
The Ancient wizards were powerful existences that can control weather, rain down lightning and could call upon meteorites.
Among the really powerful magic from the Ancient times, only the three unforgivable curses are left. All other magical spells are either simplified to weaker versions or are simply lost in time.
Mr. Weasley let out a sigh of relief when he heard Foley's exclamation.
"Yes, when I was a child, my grandfather told me about his childhood experiences.
At that time, there were many powerful magic spells.
Unfortunately, these are now completely lost. "
Even the kids seemed to have sensed that the atmosphere has become a little dull and depressed.
Mrs. Weasley volunteered to change the mood in the table:
"Well, don't mention these old things! Try the secret pie that Millie and I made. "
As she spoke, she sliced a pie about the size of a ten-inch pizza.
Then using a fork, delivered the pizza into the plates of two men.
"Hmm... It tastes so good! "
Mr. Weasley commented while eating the pie.
Mr. Foley also nodded approvingly:
"yes, I remember that the last time I ate it was a couple of years ago."
"Oh? Didn't Millie bake it for you? "
Mrs. Weasley asked with some surprise as she handed the pie to the children.
"Molly, do you think your little sister can cook?"
Mrs. Foley glared at her husband beside her and unhappily shoved a piece of stewed beef into her mouth.
It seems to say: if you can't speak anything good, then don't speak.
"Yes, Millie didn't like going to the kitchen since she was a child, and she was scolded by our mother many times for this. I didn't expect it to be like this after so many years. "
Mrs. Weasley had some nostalgia towards the end of her words.
It seems that something interesting came to her mind and a slight smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of her mouth.
But sooner than it came, the smile disappeared without a trace.
As if the person who smiled just now was not her.