Morgan-le-Feil's second painful moan did not last longer than the first. The room was filled with the smell of blood. The bed had been twisted and ravaged by Morgan-le-Feil's struggles. When Hermione saw the baby's head slowly squeezing out of the bed, she felt a chill run down her spine. The joy of being reborn was gone.
Hibiscus Chinensis suddenly pushed Albert's arm away and hurriedly broke free from his embrace. She anxiously said in a low voice, "We can't continue hugging, Albert. We have to try our best to avoid this situation. Otherwise, in the future, if … I might get pregnant … I'm not ready yet."
Hermione stood there in a daze. She looked like an old tree that had been struck by lightning. She finally understood what Penello meant. She had never felt so unbearable before. Beside Hermione, Penello did not have the time to mock Hermione. Without a doubt, it was the first time for both of them to see the scene of childbirth. To be exact, it was the second time for Penello.
Although Aura had been through a lot of bloody battles, she had always been the one hurting others. She had never thought of the pain as her own. Now that she realized that she might have to face the same pain in the future, she was a little afraid. Suddenly, she felt a weight on her shoulder. She turned her head and saw Hermione. Her face was pale, and her shoulders seemed to be trembling slightly.
Hermione also suddenly realized that they were too close to each other. The two immediately separated. Hermione walked directly to the other side. Penello patted her shoulder that had just touched Penello's shoulder. She pursed her lips and raised her chin. The fear of the pain of childbirth was lessened by the disgust they had for each other.
This time, Daisy and the therapist cooperated even more closely. After the mother finished giving birth, both of them neatly cut the umbilical cord, removed the membranes, and wrapped the cups. After that, Owen hugged his newborn daughters in each arm and coaxed the little ones with a satisfied look on his face.
After another round of cleaning by himself, Lune couldn't help but smile. Daisy, who had already said that she would never take care of children and that she already had enough siblings, was very impatient. At this time, when she saw the two chubby, red little things, she was very happy.
The other Harris juniors did not reject them as much at this time. Only Emily, who was originally a little happy, was a little worried because she found that everyone's attention was on her little sisters. She was worried that she would take away the love from others.
Strawn and the others had neatly packed up all the medical supplies. Strawn said with a smile, "Congratulations, Minister Harris. These must be a pair of powerful little witches. Their magic is very strong. Daisy has handled the following matters better than us. I have to go to the temple to pray and thank Ravenclaw for blessing us today.
I'll take my leave first. "The Harris juniors did not know how to respond to this devout believer. Luna, who withdrew her gaze from the bloodstains, also touched the messy curly hair on her head with her hands and looked a little confused.
Before Strawn began to notice that the Harris juniors' reactions were a little strange, Owen, who came back to his senses, quickly handed the children to Lunn. He solemnly shook hands with the wizards and said sincerely, "Thank you so much. Today, thanks to you, the Morgan-le-feil production was guaranteed to go smoothly. Let me send you off …" He turned his head to look at Lunn and said, "Arrange a time for me to visit the hospital in a few days."
Owen personally sent the healers to the fireplace and then handed the packed boxes to the nurses. He watched them use the floo powder fireplace to return to the St. Mungo Magic Hospital. The others temporarily floated the Morgan-le-feil in the air. Narcissa, Maggie, and a few others quickly made the bed and restored the delivery room to a more comfortable state so that the Morgan-le-feil could rest more comfortably.
"Owen, what's the name you gave them? What should we call them? They can't always call them 'oh oh oh'. " Under the effect of the postpartum energy replenishing potion, the Morgan-le-feil seemed to be even more energetic than the prenatal one. She noticed the surprise on Owen's face when he just sat down. She was a little unhappy and questioned, "Don't tell me you haven't started to choose after so long?"
"Honey, of course I chose. The main reason is that you know I'm a little too serious about this … Let me think about it again." Owen explained. Then, he took out a book from his bag, "The Naming Prophet" written by the Naming Prophet. He began to habitually turn to the first page as if he was going to start searching.
"Oh, that's enough! There are enough names that start with 'A' at home. "Daisy slapped her forehead. She couldn't stand it anymore." This time, it's a daughter, not a son! "
"Daisy told me that if it wasn't for my mother, I would have been Ashley." Emily was also unhappy. "My name Emily was originally a variation of the Latin name Aemilius … It also starts with 'A' …"
"Why don't we call them Bridget and Caroline?" Albert waved his arms excitedly and suggested enthusiastically, "Bridget represents strength and strength. Caroline represents bravery, vigor, and strength. This way, they will grow up very healthily. "
"Honey! Put away your naming ability! " Hibiscus Chinensis thought of two delicate and pretty little girls like Emily with bulging muscles. She suddenly had goosebumps. She shivered and punched Albert hard a few times. "Do you mean you want them to grow up to be big and muscular?" Seeing that Albert didn't say anything, she thought for a while and said, "If you want names that start with 'A', how about a French style? How about Anais? It has the meaning of 'charm' and 'elegance', which makes this name particularly attractive … Also, we can have a Celine? This name is so beautiful, CECE can also be a cute nickname … "
Daisy retorted almost as soon as Hibiscus Chinensis finished speaking, "Hibiscus Chinensis, my sisters are English, not French! Why don't we give them names in the style of our hometown, although I don't like the German pronunciation … "
"Actually, Bridget is not bad. There's a name on the Chocolate Frog card. Bridget Wenlock was a famous arithmetic diviner in the 13th century. She was the first person to discover the magical properties of the number seven, but as you know, she's a little muddle-headed and has a bad memory." As a Gryffindor, Hermione got rid of the fear of giving birth earlier than Ravenclaw Penello. "One day, Wenlock wrote down her famous theory — the magical properties of the number seven. She felt that she wrote this theory in invisible ink on the back of an envelope. On the same day, she wrote another letter to her cousin. After the letter was sent, she suddenly realized that her theory was written on the envelope. Wenlock immediately grabbed a broom and tried to catch up with the owl that was delivering the letter. However, the owl refused to give the letter to anyone other than the recipient. After being pecked and scratched by the owl several times, Wenlock had no choice but to fly with the owl to her cousin's house in John O 'Groats Village, which was 600 miles away … What was the result? Oh, yes, it was her cousin's … "
"Wait! Hermione, we're naming the child, not asking you to teach us a lesson. " Penello interrupted Hermione when he saw that the wizard next to him was fascinated by the story. She then looked at Hufflepuff who did not participate in the discussion in the portrait. "Speaking of which, Bridget is a graduate from Hufflepuff Academy … When I was in school, there was an idiot, Ravenclaw, who was probably jealous and said that Bridget Wenlock was a student of our academy … In the end, he was challenged to a duel by Gabriel Truman, who was in his third year at Hufflepuff Academy at that time. Oh, don't worry, Helga, Professor Sprout didn't ground Truman for a week. He only gave him a warning and gave him a box of coconut sorbet …"
"When she finally got the envelope back from her cousin, Wenlock used the Reveal Charm on it. However, she found out that it was just a recipe for a cake. After returning to Dingworth, Wenlock found out that her calculation was actually scribbled on a sugar packet and it was lying on her kitchen table. This theory made Bridget Wenlock a famous arithmetical diviner and it would be known by people for centuries to come. " Lunn who was listening intently saw that there was no end to the story. He awkwardly finished the story and revealed a carefree expression. Then, he snapped back to reality and awkwardly pointed at Emily who was yawning. "It's good that there's a beginning and an end to a story. Emily's History of Magic might ask about this in the future. Also, I think it's appropriate to call her the youngest sister. She's the seventh child …"
At this time, Allen had also calmed down from the fear of childbirth. He saw that with Hermione taking the lead, even the nerdy Lunn and Penello who was also a student of Ravenclaw were led astray by the topic. It was a little awkward for them to talk about science. So, he tried to bring the topic back to the original topic. "Although the Hogwarts are sorted by their initials, if all of their surnames start with 'H', the ranking will depend on the initials of their names. Placing their names at the back will give the sisters more chances to observe how others do it and avoid mistakes."
Lunn saw that his brother was giving him a way out and quickly added, "Compared to famous people, why don't I look through the family tree and see which ancestor's name is used to name them?"
"Lunn, your naming style is too unoriginal …" Daisy was also yawning from their lecture. She rolled her eyes and said, "Next time, let the sisters stay away from you. I'll teach them …"
"For Helga's sake, you guys should stop and don't embarrass me …" Morgan-le-Feil was a little unhappy. But in order to protect her son's dignity, she pointed her finger at Owen. "Honey, it's all your fault. You should've thought about this earlier!"
"How about we call one of them Friday?" Luna's hazy eyes turned around. Because she was also frightened by the childbirth, her cheeks were also a little pale. At this time, when she saw that everyone was confused, she added, "Today is Friday."
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