The Alchemist of Harry Potter

in a few days.

In the corridor outside the treatment room, Albert was sitting in an armchair with his arms drooping and fingers intertwined, his eyes fixed on the closed door in front of him.

Although he had seen the predicted results from the crystal ball a long time ago, even so, he still couldn't contain the anxiety in his heart.

This is the first time he has been a father in two lifetimes.

Although Albert is not eager to become a father, he is still very nervous.

"You really don't look nervous at all!"

Katrina glanced at the man beside her, unable to understand why he was always so calm.

"Well, it's okay."

Albert responded casually.

Immediately after the door of the treatment room was opened from the inside, he stood up from his chair and looked at the therapist who was smiling kindly at them.

"Mother and daughter are safe," she announced.

After finishing speaking, the therapist took a step back to the side to let the anxious family members in.

In the room, Mrs. McDougal was hugging the crying Alice, and letting the tired Isobel look at her child.

"You've worked hard, take a good rest."

Looking at Isobel's pale cheeks, Albert reached out and grabbed her palm, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "I'm right here."

His wife was as beautiful as ever.

"I want to hug the baby." Isobel said softly.

"You need to rest, take it easy honey."

"I'm not as weak as you think."

Isobel felt a little funny, and Albert's concern made her feel very warm.

Obviously, Albert cared more about her than the child.

"Then wait for you to recover a little bit, and Alice needs to rest just after she was born." Albert looked at the therapist for help.

"The baby is just born, don't worry." The middle-aged therapist kindly reminded me.

Albert was not in a hurry to send the therapist away, but chatted with her about the care of Isobel and the baby, and after carefully recording the matters that should be paid attention to, he simply paid off the remaining half of the promised money, and deliberately After exhorting some things that should be paid attention to, so as not to cause trouble to her by revealing her information, she asked the house elf to send the other party 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 rude, and...we're leaving, and even if they do have misfortune because of their talk, it doesn't matter to us." Albert sent the house-elf to check the various reserves, and they were about to leave France by boat.

That night, Albert informed his family of the birth of Alice through the double-sided mirror, and Herb and Daisy were very happy.

However, the happiest ones are Luke and Shanna. The two old people hope that Albert can take little Alice to visit them in the Far East.

"Alice looks so small and ugly." Isobel said softly, holding the child with tender eyes.

"She'll grow up to be a beauty just like you."

Albert took the baby over, put it back in the crib, and said gently, "You should lie down and have a good rest now, and take care of your body in the next month to avoid any problems."

"You're too nervous." Isobel's heart was sweet and he felt very happy.

"Dinner is ready."

Katrina pushed the dining car in, looked at the loving couple over there, and coughed lightly, "You should go out to eat too, and there seems to be someone sending you news over there."

After sending Albert away, Katrina said leisurely, "He really loves you."

"Well, he was originally a very gentle person."

Katrina didn't answer, and suddenly asked, "Is it hard to have a baby?"

"I didn't imagine

Pain. Isobel looked at the sleeping child and said softly, "However, I am very happy."

"You can tell, I just want the next baby to be a boy," Katrina grumbled.

At this time, the door was knocked.

Mrs. McDougal opened the door and walked into the room, looked at Isobel who was having a special dinner and asked, "How is the dinner? Is it to your liking?"

"Well, dinner was delicious."

Isobel raised his eyebrows slightly, and comforted him softly, "Don't worry about Mom, he knows what he's doing, and the war will end 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 worried that her daughter would follow in her footsteps.

After a short dinner, Albert got in touch with the Weasley brothers through the double-sided mirror and shared with them the joy of the birth of little Alice.

"Oh, that's great. I've become little Alice's godfather." George was in a good mood, and he didn't forget to show off to Fred, who was beside him with a dark face.

"Don't get too excited, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave the headquarters in the future." Fred countered bluntly.

"Well, keep this matter secret in advance, lest the mysterious person and Death Eaters trouble you." Albert reminded.

"You don't mind if I tell the others about little Alice," George asked.

"It's good to let other people know." Albert changed the subject and asked, "By the way, what's going on in England?"

"You haven't read today's newspaper, have you?" George suddenly asked, "Not yet, any news recently?"

"The Ministry of Magic has found Bubbaji." Fred's voice sounded suddenly, "It was found in the house you predicted, and the Death Eaters used her to set up a trap to lure the Ministry of Magic into the trap." , one Auror and three members of the crisis response team were killed, and a large number were injured."

"If it weren't for the fact that the Aurors all carry a large number of defense against the dark arts items, I'm afraid the loss 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 asked us to order another batch of defense against the dark arts items."

"How's Bubbaji?" Albert asked.

"Not dead, but driven mad by the Cruciatus Curse." George thought the Death Eaters hadn't killed Bubbaji purely to use her as bait.

If the person is killed directly, Albert may 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 be returning to the UK for the time being. Defense Association, please pay more attention to let them master the spells I planned first, and I will teach you combat skills when I go back next time." Albert ordered.

As a qualified husband, it was really not suitable for him to leave at this time.

"I'm afraid you'll have to come back recently. Bill and Fleur's wedding has been brought forward." George said suddenly, "They want to invite you to the wedding, so please be sure to come."

"Aren't they going to do it in secret?" Albert guessed why George wanted him to attend, just as he had invited Dumbledore.

"No, that..." George hesitated for a moment, then smiled wryly, "There are too many relatives on both sides, so it is difficult to hold it in secret."

"So ~www.NovelMTL.com~ after I told them your reminder, Dad decided to hold Bill and Fleur's wedding before the Ministry of Magic collapsed." George smiled wryly. Although he also felt that it would be very risky to do so, he had no good way to persuade them to give up the grand wedding.

"Well, I'll do a fortune-telling for you when the time comes, but it's best not to expect too much." Albert felt that the Weasleys were a bit desperate.

Based on the relationship between the Weasley family and Harry, the relationship with the Order of the Phoenix, and the relationship with him, it is likely that the Weasley family has been blacklisted by the Death Eaters.

To hold a grand wedding under such circumstances is simply committing suicide.

Are you really not afraid of Death Eaters coming to make trouble?

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If Dumbledore is still there, naturally there will be no problems, but he is no longer there. Albert never thinks that he has the deterrent power of Dumbledore, let alone deter the group of Death Eaters, so he is really very uncomfortable. Look forward to 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 him.