Listening to the mother and her two daughters discussing how to take care of the child in the future, Albert, as a qualified father, naturally had to listen quietly. Even the house-elf temporarily put down the work at hand and sat beside them to listen carefully. Perhaps in the near future, he would also have the additional task of taking care of the little master.
"Mom, have you been like this before?" Katrina asked curiously.
"How could such a good thing happen? I was so busy when I gave birth to Yin Zebel. I couldn't be as happy as I am now. There are people here to teach you these things to pay attention to." Mrs. McDougal sighed softly.
Similar exchanges had occurred frequently recently, and Mrs. McDougal was happy to teach the young couple how to take care of their children.
After the half-hour class, the house-elf quietly returned to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
The three of them continued to stay in the sunroom and chat about trivial matters, and Albert occasionally learned from Mrs. McDougall some of the sisters' embarrassing childhood stories.
Most of the time, he is always a good listener.
"She's kicking me again. What a naughty child." Yin Zebeier touched her belly through her clothes, and the maternal glow on her face became more and more obvious.
"Let me hear it."
Albert put his ear close to it, but there was no sound.
No, there was movement, but it was not in Yin Zebel's stomach, but in his palm. Just now, Albert felt a pricking pain on the back of his hand, and some red lines similar to blood vessels appeared on his arm, and then disappeared.
An inexplicable feeling emerged in my heart.
The contract was triggered.
"What's wrong?"
Yin Zebel was keenly aware of Albert's changes.
"nothing."
Albert sat back down, picked up the apple on the table and asked, "Would you like an apple?"
As he spoke, he skillfully peeled the apples, cut them into pieces and placed them on a plate.
"I always feel that it will be difficult to lose weight in the future."
Yin Zebel picked up an apple in distress. She was now eating small meals frequently to provide nutrition for the baby in her belly, and her body was noticeably plumper.
"It's not a difficult task. I think except for Tom, it's not difficult for others to lose weight successfully as long as they control their food intake." Albert reached out and stroked the cat. Tom is getting older now, and he seldom bothers him anymore.
"What happened?" Yin Zebeier asked suddenly.
Mrs. McDougal and Katrina both turned their heads to look over.
"Well, maybe something went wrong with Mrs. Dale." Albert drew out his magic wand, summoned a metal book out of thin air, opened the map and locked onto Mrs. Dale's exact location.
"I think... well, the Death Eaters must have taken her."
"You have been doing it very secretly, how did the Death Eaters find out?" Mrs. McDougal was very confused, because Albert left almost no flaws, and even the Death Eaters would find it difficult to link them to Albert.
"This should be an accident." Albert shook his head. "There are only two of them in the country. If someone among the Death Eaters suspected that Yin Zebel was pregnant, it would not be surprising that they captured Mrs. Dale to try their luck."
All three were silent.
"Will they die?" Mrs. MacDougal suddenly asked, "I remember you signed a magic contract with them, asking them to keep the secret."
"No, the contract is more of a warning. Leaking secrets is not a big deal. As long as they don't harm Yin Zebel and the baby in her belly, they won't die immediately." Albert looked at Mrs. McDougal and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, with the contract, their lives will be more secure. And I guess the mysterious man won't kill them easily. He will probably use them to do something."
"For example… "
"Murder of Yin Zebel." Albert said lightly.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm the one who brought them in, and I'll take care of this," Albert said confidently. "I'm afraid I have to go now, but I'll be back for dinner tonight."
"Are you going to rescue them?" Katrina couldn't help asking.
"No, I'll prepare a backup plan and look for it abroad, just in case."
After saying that, Albert returned to the study, first contacted Bud through the two-way mirror, and used Apparition to go to France to meet the other party in person.
"Although I don't know what you are planning, I still want to tell you not to stay in the UK. It's not safe there."
Bud looked at Albert seriously and said, "Go to Spain, Germany or stay in France. I can help you arrange this matter."
"As long as you can help me find a reliable therapist in this area, I will take care of the rest." Albert said without hesitation, "Although it may not be useful, I must keep some backup plans to avoid any problems."
"Actually, I don't quite understand why you want to get involved."
In Bard's opinion, as long as Albert was willing, he would never get into the big trouble he is in now. He has been completely targeted by Voldemort now. Otherwise, who would do something bad to him
This is a mortal feud.
"Why?" Albert thought for a moment and replied, "I think it should be the benefits. There is no risk and I can reap huge benefits. I don't think I have any reason to refuse."
"No risk?"
Bud felt that he had a new understanding of the so-called low risk.
"Okay, I still say the same thing, don't take risks, you still have a long life." Bud reached out and patted Albert on the shoulder, then took him to see a French obstetrician therapist.
She was a skinny witch in her fifties. She was not surprised at all when she learned the purpose of Albert's visit. Bud had obviously arranged everything long ago.
After a brief exchange, both parties signed a confidential magic contract.
"How much did you spend?" Albert asked curiously.
"Not much, about this number." Bud held up a finger.
Albert showed a look of astonishment.
There's no way. Who can't afford the money
"Thank you for today. By the way, the UK is not very peaceful this year, so please be safe."
"I think you should say this to yourself." Bud warned again, "Don't be too hard on yourself. Staying alive is the most important thing."
"I know."
After saying goodbye to Bud, Albert used Apparition to return to England.
He confirmed through the Marauder's Map that Mrs. Dale had returned home and there was no one watching her. This made Albert even more certain that she had been controlled by Voldemort using the Imperius Curse.
He did not expect Mrs. Dale and Mrs. Mary to break free from Voldemort's control by their own will. As for using the antidote to help them, even Albert did not have the confidence that he could do it, after all, the caster of the curse was Voldemort.
Even if the two of them really broke free from the control of the Imperius Curse, Albert did not intend to continue taking the risk.
During dinner, Albert told the three of them his decision.
"So, are we going to France?" Yin Zebel asked with a frown.
"Well, at the end of May, we will go to France to give birth." Albert nodded, "Everything has been arranged there."
"You just went to France and got all these things done?" Katrina was a little surprised at Albert's high efficiency.
"What are you going to do with Dale and Mary?" Mrs. McDougal inquired.
"I will try my best to help them get rid of the control of the Imperius Curse and protect them temporarily." Albert has already made arrangements. The Defense Association happens to be short of a therapist. Although there may be some deviations in his profession, he is still a therapist after all.