In the corridor outside the treatment room, Albert was sitting in an armchair, his arms hanging down, his fingers intertwined, and his eyes fixed on the closed door in front of him.
Even though he had seen the predicted results from the crystal ball a long time ago, he still couldn't contain his anxiety.
This is the first time in his two lives that he is a father.
Although Albert was not eager to become a father, he was still very nervous.
"You really don't look nervous at all!"
Katrina glanced at the man beside her and couldn't understand why he was always so calm.
"Well, it's okay."
Albert responded casually.
After the door of the treatment room was opened from the inside, he immediately stood up from the chair and looked at the therapist who smiled kindly at them.
"Mother and daughter are safe," she announced.
After saying that, the therapist took a step back and made way for the door to let the anxious family members in.
In the room, Mrs. MacDoug was holding Alice, who was crying, and letting Isobel, who looked exhausted, look at her child.
"Thank you for your hard work, have a good rest."
Looking at Isobel's pale cheek, Albert reached out and grabbed her palm, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "I'm right here."
His wife is still as beautiful as ever.
"I want to hold the baby." Isobel said softly.
"You need to rest, don't worry honey."
"I'm not as weak as you think."
Isobel found it a bit funny, and Albert's concern made her feel very warm.
It was obvious that Albert cared more about her than his children.
"Then let's wait until you recover a little, and Alice needs to rest just after she was born." Albert cast a pleading look at the therapist.
"The baby has just been born, don't be anxious." The middle-aged therapist reminded kindly.
Albert was not in a hurry to send the therapist away. Instead, he talked to her about the care of Isobel and the baby. After carefully recording the matters that should be paid attention to, he simply paid off the remaining half of the promised money and went out of his way to
After telling her some things she should pay attention to to avoid the other party leaking her information and causing trouble to her, she asked the house elf to send her back.
"What's next?" Katrina asked.
"Leave France first." Albert said without thinking.
"You don't believe her?" Katrina raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then why don't you erase her memory? It shouldn't be difficult for you!"
"That's very rude, and... we are leaving. Even if they really get into trouble because of their talk, they don't care what happens to us." Albert asked the house elves to check various reserves, and they were preparing to leave France by boat.
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That night, Albert informed his family of Alice's birth through a double-sided mirror. Herb and Daisy were very happy.
However, the happiest people were Luke and Shana. Both old people hoped that Albert could take time to take little Alice to visit them in the Far East.
"Alice looks so small and ugly." Isobel hugged the child with gentle eyes and said softly.
"She will be as beautiful as you when she grows up."
Albert took the baby, put it back in the crib, and said gently: "You should lie down and have a good rest now. In the next month, you should take good care of your body to avoid any problems."
"You are too nervous." Isobel felt very sweet and happy.
"Dinner is ready."
Katrina pushed the dining cart in, looked at the loving couple over there, coughed lightly and said, "You should go out to eat too, and someone seems to be passing news to you over there."
After sending Albert away, Katrina said leisurely, "He really loves you."
"Well, he is a very gentle person to begin with."
Katrina didn't answer and suddenly asked, "Is giving birth difficult?"
"It doesn't hurt as much as I imagined." Isobel looked at the sleeping child and said softly, "But I am very happy."
"It can be seen that I only hope that the next child will be a boy." Katrina muttered.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Mrs. McDougal opened the door and walked into the room. She looked at Isobel who was enjoying the special dinner and asked, "How was the dinner? Is it to your liking?"
"Well, dinner is delicious."
Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly and comforted her softly, "Don't worry mom, he knows what he is doing, and the war will be over soon."
"Well, of course I believe him, but..."
Mrs. McDougal certainly had confidence in Albert, but she was still worried about this cruel wizarding war and that her daughter would follow in her footsteps.
After a short dinner, Albert contacted the Weasley brothers through the two-way mirror and shared with them the joy of the birth of little Alice.
"Oh, it's great, I've become little Alice's godfather." George was in a good mood, and he didn't forget to show off to the dark-faced Fred next to him.
"Don't be too happy. I'm afraid you won't be able to leave the headquarters." Fred counterattacked unceremoniously.
"Well, keep this matter secret first, so that the mysterious man and the Death Eaters don't cause trouble for you." Albert warned.
"Do you mind if I tell others about little Alice?" George asked.
"Just let others know." Albert changed the topic and asked, "By the way, how is it in the UK?"
"You haven't read today's newspaper yet." George suddenly asked, "Not yet. Is there any news recently?"
"The Ministry of Magic has found Bubbaji." Fred's voice suddenly sounded, "She was found in the house you predicted. The Death Eaters used her to set up a trap to lure people from the Ministry of Magic into the trap.
Here, one Auror and three members of the crisis response team were killed, and a large number of people were injured."
"If the Aurors hadn't carried a large number of dark magic defense items, I'm afraid the losses would have been even more severe."
"Where are the Death Eaters?"
"It is said that many people died." George shook his head and said, "The Ministry of Magic ordered us another batch of dark magic defense items."
"How's Bubaji?" Albert asked.
"Not dead, but already tortured crazy by the Cruciatus Curse." George felt that the Death Eaters did not kill Bubbaji purely to use her as bait.
If the person was killed directly, Albert might not be able to find the specific location through divination.
A premeditated ambush met with a premeditated sneak attack. The Ministry of Magic relied on its equipment advantage to win a small victory.
"I may not return to the UK for the time being. Please pay more attention to the Defense Association and let them master the spells I planned first. I will teach you combat skills next time I go back." Albert ordered.
As a qualified husband, he is really not suitable to leave at this time.
"I'm afraid you will have to come back soon. Bill and Fleur's wedding has been brought forward." George suddenly said, "They hope to invite you to the wedding, so please come."
"Didn't they plan to do it in secret?" Albert guessed the reason why George wanted him to attend, just like he invited Dumbledore.
"No, that..." George hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile, "There are too many relatives on both sides, so it is difficult to hold it secretly."
"So, after I told them about your reminder, Dad decided to hold Bill and Fleur's wedding before the Ministry of Magic collapsed." George smiled bitterly. Although he also felt that it was very risky, he had no good way.
Convince them to give up having a grand wedding.
"Okay, I'll do a divination for you then, but it's best not to put too much hope in it." Albert felt that the Weasley family was a bit suicidal.
Based on the relationship between the Weasley family and Harry, the Order of the Phoenix, and him, there is a high probability that they are on the Death Eaters' blacklist.
Holding a grand wedding under such circumstances is simply committing suicide.
Are you really not afraid of Death Eaters coming to your door and causing trouble?
If Dumbledore was still there, there would naturally be no problem, but he was no longer there. Albert never thought that he had the intimidation power of Dumbledore, let alone the group of Death Eaters, so he was really very
I'm not optimistic about this wedding.
After a moment of silence, Albert took down a two-way mirror from the shelf and softly called Scrimgeour's name. He needed to talk to the other party.