year！ If he wanted me to have it； why didn't he just give it to me then？〃
He felt as thought he were sitting in an examination with a question he ought to have been able to answer in front of him； his brain slow and unresponsive。 Was there something he had missed in the long talks with Dumbledore last year？ Ought he to know what it all meant？ Had Dumbledore expected him to understand？
〃And as for this book。〃 Said Hermione； 〃iThe Tales of Beedle the Bardi a133 I've never even heard of them！〃
〃You've never heard of iThe Tales of Beedle the Bardi？〃 said Ron incredulously。 〃You're kidding； right？〃
〃No； I'm not；〃 said Hermione in surprise。 〃Do you know them then？〃
〃Well； of course I do！〃
Harry looked up； diverted。 The circumstance of Ron having read a book that Hermione had not was unprecedented。 Ron； however； looked bemused by their surprise。
〃Oh e on！ All the old kids' stories are supposed to be Beedle's aren't they？ 'The Fountain of Fair Fortune' a133 'The Wizard and the Hopping Pot'a133 'Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump'a133〃
〃Excuse me？〃 said Hermione giggling。 〃What was the last one？〃
〃e off it！〃 said Ron； looking in disbelief from Harry to Hermione。 〃You must've heard of Babbitty Rabbitty …〃
〃Ron； you know full well Harry and I were brought up by Muggles！〃 said Hermione。 〃We didn't hear stories like that when we were little； we heard 'Snow White and the Seven Dwarves' and 'Cinderella' …〃
〃What's that； an illness？〃 asked Ron。
〃So these are children's stories？〃 asked Hermione； bending against over the runes。
〃Yeah。〃 Said Ron uncertainly。 〃I mean； just what you hear； you know； that all these old stories came from Beedle。 I dunno what they're like in the original versions。〃
〃But I wonder why Dumbledore thought I should read them？〃
Something cracked downstairs。
〃Probably just Charlie； now Mum's asleep； sneaking off to regrow his hair；〃 said Ron nervously。
〃All the same； we should get to bed；〃 whispered Hermione。 〃It wouldn't do to oversleep tomorrow。〃
〃No；〃 agreed Ron。 〃A brutal triple murder by the bridegroom's mother might put a bit of damper on the wedding。 I'll get the light。〃
And he clicked the Deluminator once more as Hermione left the room。
pC0=〃Chapter Eight： The Wedding〃
bChapter Eight
iThe Weddingib
Three o'clock on the following afternoon found Harry； Ron； Fred and George standing outside the great white marquee in the orchard； awaiting the arrival of the wedding guests。 Harry had taken a large dose of Polyjuice Potion and was now the double of a redheaded Muggle boy from the local village； Ottery St。 Catchpole； from whom Fred had stolen hairs using a Summoning Charm。 The plan was to introduce Harry as 〃Cousin Barny〃 and trust to the great number of Weasley relatives to camouflage him。
All four of them were clutching seating plans； so that they could help show people to the right seats。 A host of white…robed waiters had arrived an hour earlier； along with a golden jacketed band； and all of these wizards were currently sitting a short distance away under a tree。 Harry could see a blue haze of pipe smoke issuing from the spot。 Behind Harry； the entrance to the marquee revealed rows and rows of fragile golden chairs set on either side of a long purple carpet。 The supporting poles were entwined with white and gold flowers。 Fred and George had fastened an enormous bunch of golden balloons over the exact point where Bill and Fleur would shortly bee husband and wife。 Outside； butterflies and bees were hovering lazily over the grass and hedgerow。 Harry was rather unfortable。 The Muggle boy whose appearance he was affecting was slightly fatter than him and his dress robes felt hot and tight in the full glare of a summer's day。
〃When I get married；〃 said Fred； tugging at the collar of his own robes； 〃I won't be bothering with any of this nonsense。 You can all wear what you like； and I'll put a full Body Bird Curse on Mum until it's all over。〃
〃She wasn't too bad this morning； considering；〃 said George。 〃Cried a bit about Percy not being here； but who wants him。 Oh blimey； brace yourselves； here they e； look。〃
Brightly colored figures were appearing； one by one out of nowhere at the distant boundary of the yard。 Within minutes a procession had formed； which began to snake its way up through the garden toward the marquee。 Exotic flowers and bewitched birds fluttered on the witches' hats； while precious gems glittered from many of the wizards' cravats； a hum of excited chatter grew louder and louder； drowning the sound of the bees as the crowd approached the tent。
〃Excellent； I think I see a few veela cousins；〃 said George； craning his neck for a better look。 〃They'll need help understanding our English customs； I'll look after thema133。〃
〃Not so fast； Your Holeyness；〃 said Fred； and darting past the gaggle of middle…aged witches heading for the procession； he said； 〃Here … ipermetiez moii to iassister vousi；〃 to a pair of pretty French girls； who giggled and allowed him to escort them inside。 George was left to deal with the middle…aged witches and Ron took charge of Mr。 Weasley's old Ministry…colleague Perkins； while a rather deaf old couple fell to Harry's lot。
〃Wotcher；〃 said a familiar voice as he came out of the marquee again and found Tonks and Lupin at the front of the queue。 She had turned blonde for the occasion。 〃Arthur told us you were the one with the curly hair。 Sorry about last night；〃 she added
in a whisper as Harry led them up the aisle。 〃The Ministry's being very anti…werewolf at the museum and we thought our presence might not do you any favors。〃
〃It's fine； I understand；〃 said Harry； speaking more to Lupin than Tonks。 Lupin gave him a swift smile； but as they turned away Harry saw Lupin's face fall again into lines of misery。 He did not understand it； but there was no time to dwell on the matter。 Hagrid was causing a certain amount of disruption。 Having misunderstood Fred's directions as he had sat himself； not upon the magically enlarged and reinforced seat set aside for him in the back row； but on five sets that now resembled a large pile of golden matchsticks。
While Mr。 Weasley repaired the damage and Hagrid shouted apologies to anybody who would listen； Harry hurried back to the entrance to find Ron face…to…face with a most eccentric…looking wizard。 Slightly cross…eyed； with shoulder…length white hair the texture of candyfloss； he wore a cap whose tassel dangled in front of his nose and robes of an eye…watering shade of egg…yolk yellow。 An odd symbol； rather like a triangular eye； glistened from a golden chain around his neck。
〃Xenophilius Lovegood；〃 he said； extending a hand to Harry； 〃my daughter and I live just over the hill； so kind of the good Weasleys to invite us。 But I think you know my Luna？〃 he added to Ron。
〃Yes；〃 said Ron。 〃Isn't she with you？〃
〃She lingered in that charming little garden to say hello to the gnomes； such a glorious infestation！ How few wizards realize just how much we can learn from the wise little gnomes … or； to give them their correct name； the Gernumbli gardensi。〃
〃Ours do know a lot of excellent swear words；〃 said Ron； 〃but I think Fred and George taught them those。〃
He led a party of warlocks into the marquee as