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The
tufty-haired
wizard
waved
his
wand
high
over
the
heads
of
Bill
and
Fleur
and
a
shower
of
silver
stars
fell
upon
them
,
spiraling
around
their
now
entwined
figures
.
As
Fred
and
George
led
a
round
of
applause
,
the
golden
balloons
overhead
burst
:
Birds
of
paradise
and
tiny
golden
bells
flew
and
floated
out
of
them
,
adding
their
songs
and
chimes
to
the
din
.
"
Ladies
and
gentlemen
!
"
called
the
tufty-haired
wizard
.
"
If
you
would
please
stand
up
!
"
They
all
did
so
,
Auntie
Muriel
grumbling
audibly
;
he
waved
his
wand
again
.
The
seats
on
which
they
had
been
sitting
rose
gracefully
into
the
air
as
the
canvas
walls
of
the
marquee
vanished
,
so
that
they
stood
beneath
a
canopy
supported
by
golden
poles
,
with
a
glorious
view
of
the
sunlit
orchard
and
surrounding
countryside
.
Next
,
a
pool
of
molten
gold
spread
from
the
center
of
the
tent
to
form
a
gleaming
dance
floor
;
the
hovering
chairs
grouped
themselves
around
small
,
white-clothed
tables
,
which
all
floated
gracefully
back
to
earth
around
it
,
and
the
golden-jacketed
band
trooped
toward
a
podium
.
"
Smooth
,
"
said
Ron
approvingly
as
the
waiters
popped
up
on
all
sides
,
some
bearing
silver
trays
of
pumpkin
juice
,
butterbeer
,
and
firewhisky
,
others
tottering
piles
of
tarts
and
sandwiches
.
"
We
should
go
and
congratulate
them
!
"
said
Hermione
,
standing
on
tiptoe
to
see
the
place
where
Bill
and
Fleur
had
vanished
amid
a
crowd
of
well-wishers
.
"
We
'll
have
time
later
,
"
shrugged
Ron
,
snatching
three
butterbeers
from
a
passing
tray
and
handing
one
to
Harry
.
"
Hermione
,
cop
hold
,
let
's
grab
a
table
...
Not
there
!
Nowhere
near
Muriel
--
"
Ron
led
the
way
across
the
empty
dance
floor
,
glancing
left
and
right
as
he
went
:
Harry
felt
sure
that
he
was
keeping
an
eye
out
for
Krum
.
By
the
time
they
had
reached
the
other
side
of
the
marquee
,
most
of
the
tables
were
occupied
:
The
emptiest
was
the
one
where
Luna
sat
alone
.
"
All
right
if
we
join
you
?
"
asked
Ron
.
"
Oh
yes
,
"
she
said
happily
.
"
Daddy
's
just
gone
to
give
Bill
and
Fleur
our
present
.
"
