"Delphine is not like Tom who was born from the aphrodisiac … Her mother's love is not small … Although it is not directed at this child …" After putting on his clothes, Allen looked a lot more dignified. "So, in terms of emotional perception of the outside world … this child should be like any other normal person …" Allen approached the crib and frowned to disperse the smell of feces in the air. He then used his finger to tease the baby girl, making her laugh non-stop. "Penello, look, this child is quite cheerful and has a good personality … And because of her birth, we need to give her more love and care. Let her feel that there are good things around her … If we treat her with hostility now, won't we become Dumbledore? If we do that, we might end up raising another The Dark Lord … "
"I'm not suitable …" Luna gently touched her belly. She looked a little depressed at the thought of the trouble the child in her belly would bring her.
"Hmph …" Penello snorted. She noticed Luna's action but obviously interpreted her intention and words as a provocation. "So, don't you think of using me. I can teach Patricia to be strong, but I can't teach the Lord Voldemort's daughter what love is."
He rubbed his forehead and secretly thought of a candidate to raise the child. He and Luna did not seem to be qualified. Penello's personality was not suitable even if she did not want to. Daisy did not want to take care of the child, and she and Lunn were still single … They might even use this as an excuse for mother to say that she was the cause of the delay … And mother herself was about to give birth …
"Don't worry, Nagini …" Allen habitually noticed the giant snake's anxiety and comforted it out of habit. Although he did not need to please Nagini who had the enslavement gem on her head, he paused. "Maybe Albert and Hibiscus Chinensis can do it? He's much more responsible than I am … And we can let them experience what it's like to be parents in advance. "
"Hibiscus Chinensis is the cleanest in the family … And she's not good at housework … Albert might be reliable, but Aura is very busy …" Penello bent her 14-foot-long legs and squatted down. She analyzed seriously. "In my opinion, there are not many suitable ones in the family. Since you want to teach this little one the right values in life … Maybe Tonks and Lupin are more suitable? But she seems to be pregnant … "Penello's eyes darted around." Maybe no one is more suitable than Hermione? "
Allen raised his eyebrows. "Hermione? She's busy with classes and she's busy … "
"Lord Voldemort may be a mixed-blood, but he's a big believer in bloodlines. Hermione, on the other hand, even tried to give equal rights to the house elves. If there's someone among us who can raise this child so that she doesn't hate Muggle or discriminate against others … who can make her have a sense of justice, sympathize with the weak, and be kind … who can make her be brave, not run away from difficulties, and do things seriously … Isn't that only Miss Know-It-All? " Penello interrupted Allen, which was rare for him. "And you don't have to worry about her being as irresponsible as Madwoman … If she agrees, she'll definitely take care of her better than anyone else … Of course, I have to say that we have to be more careful with her diet. Otherwise, Lord Voldemort's daughter will soon be heavier than her father …"
Under Luna's light eyebrows, her bulging eyes seemed to be able to read Penello's mind. She gave Penello a thumbs up, which made Penello look away uncomfortably. Allen touched his bald chin. Of course, he knew what Penello was up to.
But he still managed to convince him …
All Hallows Eve?
On the night of the last day of October, the bustling floating city seemed to have turned into a ghost town?
Looking at it from afar?
Countless jack-o '-lanterns of various sizes floated in front of the shops. Some skulls with candles floated in the air, flickering with green light.
You can see Halloween ghost decorations hanging all over the place?
Many shops had put festive gifts and decorations in their windows. Floating ships of various sizes were also decorated to look like ghost ships. They were flying around the floating city in the sky.
From time to time, candies in the shape of little skulls, pumpkins, and green monster hands would be sprinkled from the cabins.
A fat sorcerer who ate too much Honey Bee Candy?
His whole body floated in the air like an inflated balloon. A long rope was tied around his ankle, and he was being held by his companion's hand. He was strolling around like a kite, waiting for the effect to wear off.
However, this made even more people feel that it was interesting.
There were many more wizards in the sky who were intoxicated and dizzy.
It seemed as if there were thousands of ghosts moving about the streets of the city that night. Everywhere one could hear shouts of terror, wanton laughter, and intermittent singing. This feverish excitement was so contagious that it spread through every street and alley.
The floating city's Halloween parade this time?
It was very grand and fiery. Harris Television and the Daily Prophet had both announced the parade route and the performance time and venue in advance.
But almost every family who came to visit had a map in their hands. In the constantly expanding and changing new city, even the first group of people to live in the floating city dared not say that they knew every place in the floating city.
Everything was shrouded in a strange, eerie, mysterious, and fanatical atmosphere?
It was full of strange and eerie elements, and there was no lack of participants dressed in all kinds of strange and hideous appearances?
The parade was endless?
There was a constant stream of strangely dressed people joining in?
It wasn't just the British. Many people came here to study or do business. Even many people from the Italian magic world below the floating city flew up.
All kinds of industries sent representatives to the parade. The Ministry of Magic specially selected a few staff members with outstanding figures and looks as representatives. The Hogwarts Headquarters' representative team showed the creativity of young people compared to the less organized university departments, which relied more on the cuteness of their age. The Animagus that accompanied them were the most popular. Even the new golem factory made a lot of noise recently. The golems were modified to look like the characters in the popular Muggle sci-fi movies. As long as they liked to watch TV and children, there was no one who didn't like them.
After the parade of demons and ghosts finished, some wizards in Muggle armor appeared neatly on the temporary stage in the commercial square in the southern part of the venue, which was similar to the Quidditch Stadium structure. There were also some huge screens on the highest level around, similar to the ones in World Cup stadiums, so that the audience could see the scene on the stage in the center of the square.
As the group of wizards dressed as Muggle soldiers came to a stop, the wizards stood still.
Dong!
Ahu！
After a low but resonant drumbeat, an orderly shout rang out in the air.
Amidst the cheers of the wizards for tonight's finale, the sky was illuminated by some blue sparks. Floating ships made into dragon-headed ships appeared in the sky near the commercial square. These Viking warships with dragon heads on the bow and blue dye on the hull started to descend at a much slower speed than usual. This was to ensure that the nearby audience had time to see them clearly.
Dong!
Ahu！
The short, rhythmic drumbeats continued from the ship. The wizards who had put on their Viking umbrellas stretched their arms horizontally. After the drumbeats, they raised their hands above their heads and clapped. Then, they roared out 'Hoo!'.
Dong! Ahu！
This rhythm seemed to be gradually accelerating. It beat in the ears of the wizards, and the sound became louder and louder. Many of the spectators looked at the program report in their hands and spontaneously joined in the ritual known as the Viking warcry. The Viking warriors standing on both sides of the ship led the wizards in the audience to the powerful wardrum roars. The drumbeats and roars became faster and faster, and they resounded in the night sky of the floating city.
This warcry that could only be heard a thousand years ago in the cold weapons era of Muggle awakened the primitive wildness of the wizards who usually only waved short wooden sticks. The shouts became more urgent, faster, and louder. When the wizards were unable to keep up with the rhythm, the Viking warcry evolved into a roar of cheers that could topple mountains and overturn seas.
On the ships, the Viking actors with bull horns or Viking braids had many mysterious symbols, intricate lines, and eye-catching beasts drawn on their bodies. Due to the help of the Undead Knights who were truly ancient Vikings, their appearances appeared extremely fierce and refined.
Leaning against the mast behind the large sail, the tall Lynch helped Emily braid the hair near her ears into small braids. He also braided the hair in the middle into a large braid.
Then, like his fellow Undead Knights who were helping the other wizard actors, he pressed his hands on the little witch's shoulders and gently turned her around. He used a stone roller to mix the stone bowl, then dipped three fingers in the blue dye and drew down on Emily's forehead, painting three blue streaks from her forehead to her cheeks.
Then, the former leader of the Viking warriors and the current leader of the Undead Knights, Lynch, carelessly wiped his fingers with his braided beard. Looking at Emily's appearance, he boorishly said with satisfaction, "Hahaha, look at you. Our Emily is about to become a legendary shieldmaiden covered in blood. She's about to go to war."
Emily was not as lively as she usually was with Lynch. She did not respond to Lynch. She just stood there, her chest rising and falling as she repeatedly took deep breaths. She was not holding a wand but an axe, which made her even more nervous. She regretted that she should have learned from her father and Lunn. She should not have participated in this kind of activity that required her to perform in front of so many people.
The Wolf Mother's daughter, Laura Rosier, stood upright behind Emily. Her brown hair was neatly braided into a long ponytail that hung high behind her head. At this time, she was pretending to be Emily's shieldmaiden subordinate. She gently wiped the large round shield in her hand with an eager posture. It was obvious that she was more addicted to this than Emily. She also looked more like a young girl than usual.
"Ha, don't be nervous, salt-pickled female warrior. I can smell that you'll conquer several kingdoms just from your braids." Lynch took a large round shield that was almost weightless after being cursed from the deck of the ship and let Emily pin it on the belt on her left arm. Although this burly man was an undead, his body would no longer have any endocrine that would affect his emotions, the expression on his face at this time was filled with sadness and nostalgia. "Tonight, you'll become Ragatha. Odin will watch you."
Emily did not look up to see Lynch's expression because of her height. However, she was successfully amused and relaxed a little. She turned the axe in her hand and pretended to be fierce as she bared her teeth and roared a few words. Then, she looked up in satisfaction. "Ragatha? Who is she? "
"The legendary female warrior in Viking history, the mother of Norway, the queen of Kattegat …" Lynch said with a grin. "Because she's too famous, no one in our village except for me is literate and uncultured. So, thirteen women were given this name by their old man. Even my mother is called by this name."
"Then, what's your daughter's name?"
"Ragatha …"
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