The wizards on the floating city wanted to go down, while the wizards below wanted to go up.
In Harris Castle, the curtains by the window were fluttering in the wind.
Helena Ravenclaw, Allen Harris' eldest daughter, was holding her little brother, Thursday Harris, in her arms and gently feeding him. The materialized female spirit watched as the milk in the milk bottle decreased rapidly. Her brother's chubby cheeks puffed up like a cute little squirrel. She hugged her brother even more carefully.
Helena raised her head and looked at her younger sister, Zhou Weishou, who was sleeping. Helena's heart was filled with worry. What would happen to these two little things who didn't know anything in the future? Their names were going to accompany her for the rest of her life. Helena's heart ached when she thought about how her classmates would call her Zhou Weishou when she went to school.
Little Wednesday was lying in the crib, kicking her brother's legs and slapping him until he burped. Helena looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost ten o 'clock in the morning. She put the children back in the crib and quickened her pace. She opened the curtains and let the sun shine on the bed.
Helena then pulled open the big bed that was covered by the bed curtains. She was prepared to deal with such a situation so that she could sleep for a few more minutes.
However, Helena, who would usually feel a little dissatisfied because of this, heaved a sigh of relief today. This was because her parents were lying on the bed facing each other with their arms wrapped around each other. As her mother was facing the window, she began to shrink her head into her father's chest, whose back was facing the window.
A large quilt covered both of their bodies. Judging from the bulge under the quilt, their legs seemed to be pressed together.
Now that they had returned to their usual intimate sleeping position, Helena, who was worried about the relationship between the two of them, was relieved. So she felt even less burdened. Learning from her grandmother, Morgan Le Fay, she did not think much of it. After giving each of her parents a slap on their butts, she began to speak loudly. Although she considered herself a lady, she still could not completely open her mouth and lose her etiquette.
"Father, Mother, it's time to get up. Grandma won't want to know why you're late."
"Oh, right away … Yawn …" Allen rubbed his eyes, lifted the Luna that was pressing down on his hands, and propped up his body with his head. Although the morning exercise habit that he insisted on in his early years had been led astray, it still made him slightly easier to get up compared to the other person.
"Helena, let mommy sleep for another three minutes …" Luna, who was pushed away by Allen, also woke up in a daze. However, it seemed like she still wanted to sleep for a little while more.
"No, Grandma and the others are almost done with the preparations downstairs. Mom, do you want her to come over personally?" Helena didn't wait for her mother's reply. She turned herself incorporeal and put her hand through her mother's forehead.
Luna, who was in her human form, twitched uncontrollably on the bed when the spirit passed through the living. Dissatisfied, she spread her body out on the quilt in protest. Then, she opened her eyes and realized that her daughter could not see her.
"Don't go back on your words. You can't take a sick day today." Helena raised her voice to stop her mother before she could say anything.
"Yes, it's time to get up. I declined the overly formal reception from Greece. It's too troublesome. However, Mom and Lunn want to visit some ancient sites, so they sent a tour guide over." Allen stretched his body and was basically awake. He waved his hand and asked his eldest daughter to come closer. "Helena, give your father some ice too."
Under the urging of her daughter and husband, Luna fixed her big eyes with thick dark circles on them. It looked like something had happened that shocked her.
Then, Luna waved at Helena, who was lying on top of Allen, and said, "Helena, come closer."
Helena, who was worried about her mother and didn't know what was going on, quickly used her height to move her upper body over her father on the bed.
"Turn yourself incorporeal and give me a hand …" After Luna said that, Helena turned herself incorporeal and was about to pull her mother up when she saw her mother suddenly lifted her quilt and covered her and Allen with it.
"Pfft!" A very loud sound was heard.
Now, it was Allen's turn to twitch and struggle in the quilt.
After Helena turned herself incorporeal, she leaned back and escaped through the quilt. Although she couldn't smell it now, the feeling made her take out her palace fan and fanned it in front of her face.
"This is so disgusting …" Allen waved his hand and lifted the quilt angrily. Helena was very disgusted by this. Her usually calm voice was now filled with surprise and disapproval. "Mother, you are so … so unladylike."
"You shouldn't vent your anger on your daughter when you wake up …" Allen pretended to be serious and scolded Luna. He gave his daughter a comforting smile. "Helena is already very tired to take care of her two younger brothers and sisters …"
At this moment, Helena only nodded politely and did not have any other reaction. She was already familiar with her parents' way of doing things, so she didn't feel that her father understood her. She knew that her father's mouth was full of praises, but in fact, his nature was completely different. Even if her father said so much, he wouldn't come over to help her take care of her younger siblings.
"Father, mother, please get up. You will have to take care of your younger brothers and sisters later. Otherwise, if grandmother sees you, she will scold you and blame me for helping you …" Helena walked over and picked up the Muggle that Hermione gave her. She had completely accepted the fact that she had unreliable parents. At the very least, as the eldest sister, she felt that it was her responsibility to give Zhou Weishui and Zhou Weishui more opportunities to be close to their parents.
The two of them wobbled out of bed. Allen, who was slightly more decent and could wear his own clothes, put on his own robe while Luna, whose hair was messy, put it on.
Then, the two of them slowly walked to Helena and allowed her to tie the straps in front of their chests. She then placed the two energetic children on the straps. The two children were so close to Helena that they were willing to open their arms and ask for a hug. However, when they were handed over to their parents, their faces were full of reluctance and they tried to return to their elder sister's embrace.
Luna, who was still sleepy, had to hold on to Zhou Weishui to prevent herself from falling down due to her unstable balance.
As a father, Allen's attitude towards his children was still fresh and he didn't show any signs of impatience. He began to instruct the Goblin Stones to play with his children.
"Father! Yes, I changed the insides to perfume, but I can't let my younger brothers and sisters get too much of it. It's not good for their health. " Helena couldn't help but stop him. She saw Luna tugging at the straps because of her discomfort. Helena sighed inwardly and carefully adjusted the straps so that the siblings wouldn't fall down. She began to persuade her mother, "Mother, you should at least pretend in front of grandmother … Miss Granger even brought Delphie here …"
In this somewhat strange family, the ghost was forced to support herself and start a difficult life of raising four children on her own.
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