When Allen and Luna went downstairs, they realized that they were the last to arrive. Their family members were already gathered in the living room, ready to go on a sightseeing tour. The feeling of going on a sightseeing tour made them feel excited. Even the little snake on Emily's wrist seemed to feel the atmosphere. It hissed and flicked its tongue, refusing to hide.
"Allen, we're all waiting for you … Hey, slow down. Don't hurt the child." Morgan-le-feil grumbled to Allen, but when he turned to Luna, his expression was especially kind. "Good girl, Luna, have you eaten anything? Do you want to drink some warm milk first?"
"Allen! You can drink this. " Emily hurriedly took a cup of golden-yellow oil. "The local Ministry of Magic sent it over. They said that the locals would drink a cup of this olive oil after waking up in the morning. It tastes a bit like milk."
"Emily! You can't drink olive oil anymore! " Morgan-le-feil's attention was on his younger daughter. "Don't think that I don't know you. You want to wait for Allen to refuse and drink it yourself?"
"Allen, hurry up. Everyone must follow the plan later. Don't act on your own! Greece is the hometown of the Grim Reaper. " Lunn was worried when he saw the mess in the house. He did not approve of the idea of going on a sightseeing tour in other people's hometown. He did not think that there would be any problems if they just stayed together. "Albert, why don't we get some guards to wear casual clothes and hide?"
"If something really happens, those people might turn around and ask us to protect them," Daisy said impatiently. "Lunn, you should have more confidence in your own strength."
Albert Bing did not respond. He was holding his wife's shoulder. His attention was on the two chubby dolls hanging on Allen and Luna's chests. His expression was somewhat envious.
Hibiscus Chinensis's long silver hair swayed gently. She took in her husband's expression and recalled the scene of Morgan-le-Feil giving birth last time. She frowned hesitantly, but every subtle expression on the baby's face seemed to capture her attention, making her unable to look away. Her hand quietly pressed on her flat belly.
Owen looked at Allen, who was under his wife's coercion, taking the cup of olive oil that Emily was reluctant to part with and dipping it into the local Greek bread and eating it. He said in an experienced tone, "Children need to drink milk at night and pee a lot. Taking care of children like this can be very tiring, but it'll be fine when they grow up. You guys have all been through this."
"Dad, Allen and the rest are being taken care of by me and Albert. You and mom are slacking off … Ouch … "Daisy was slapped by Morgan-le-Feil.
It was only then that Helena realized that this seemed to be a family tradition. She felt the same and moved closer to her aunt, placing herself in Daisy's camp.
"Luna, your child is just born. You can't carry her vertically! You have to do it like me … "Hermione's fussy voice rang out. She walked over to adjust Luna's position. Just like Allen and the rest, Hermione also hung her chubby adopted daughter, Delphi, on her back. Even the style of the straps on their bodies was exactly the same.
"Hermione took good care of Delphi. She was like a kitten when she came back, but now she's healthy and adorable." Josephine glanced at Allen in disdain. "Allen, as a father, you can't even take good care of your child. Look at how skinny and weak she is."
"Auntie … Delphi is almost a year old!" Allen said indignantly. Then he realized Hermione was beside him, so he swallowed back his words about being too fat. He rolled his eyes. "Should we call Sirius over?"
"Why would we call an outsider over?" Morgan-le-Feil asked in confusion. Josephine glared at her nephew in annoyance and pretended to be normal. "I think Allen heard that he was seriously skipping work recently, so I'm punishing him."
"Allen, it's a big challenge to be a responsible father. You have to learn how to adjust yourself. I can tell from your dark circles that you haven't rested well these few days. " Owen did not notice his sister's condition. He was still imparting his experience to his son, who was eating without replying. There were two thick dark circles on his face, and his eyes were bloodshot. "When the child is asleep, you sleep. When the child wakes up, you feed him. This painful period is only six months. You'll be a good father if you persist. "
Luna was dipping her bread in a local Greek sauce mixed with olive oil and vinegar. She looked up at her eldest daughter, Helena, and saw her nod in satisfaction.
"Delphi is a lot more sensible now that she's grown up." Hermione played with the child hanging on her chest. "I'm ashamed to say that even though I'm a foster mother, it's my parents who take care of me … Delphi, don't touch this. You can't eat this. It's too salty!" Hermione pressed down on Delphi's chubby little hand that was trying to grab a lump of cheese in the salad. "Alan, you should stir it. This Feta cheese is salted cheese. It's considered a local specialty."
Tom Liddell, who was with Nagini, looked at his daughter, Delphi, with a complicated and disdainful look. He had no intention of revealing his thoughts. In fact, he had just thanked Hermione for adopting his daughter in front of everyone. The giant snake beside him knew what he was thinking. It stood in front of the ghost worriedly as if it was afraid that he would lose his mind and say something that would upset Harris.
Penello was also unhappy with this scene. She had dressed up for the trip. She bit her lip and stood aside coldly as she looked at Hermione who was hanging on Delphi. She thought to herself, 'Crazy girl, Hermione, that treacherous b * tch, even brought Delphi along … Now I'm the only one left. My hands are empty, and I look like an outsider.'
"Penello, can you help me take care of Frigga when we're sightseeing? My back is hurting."
Morgan-le-Feil's voice suddenly rang out beside Penello. Aura, who had not yet grasped the situation, felt a weight in her arms. Allen's mother had stuffed her daughter, whose nickname was Friday, into her arms.
"Okay …" Penelope lowered her head after habitually replying, meeting the curious big eyes on the little thing's chubby cheeks in her arms. The baby's pure gaze seemed to dispel the violence in her heart, causing her raised eyebrows to relax. Only then did she realize that Ellen's mother had thoughtfully noticed and helped her get out of the awkward situation.
Penello gratefully raised her head and looked at Morgan-le-Feil. Feeling the soft body of the chubby little girl in her arms, Penello did not know how to hug the little girl. She was at a loss as to how to hug the little girl. Her body stiffened, and she did not even dare to breathe. She was afraid that she would hurt the little girl in her arms. She had changed Delphi's diaper before, but that was for Lord Voldemort's daughter, not Frigga, who was technically her sister-in-law.
"Sorry to trouble you. Daisy doesn't want to take on the responsibility of being a sister anymore … Allen has become lazy recently. He's not as considerate as before." Morgan-le-Feil smiled gently. "Don't be nervous. Just hug her so that she doesn't fall. She won't get hurt so easily … Hug her boldly. Think of it as practice for being a mother in the future."
"Practice for being a mother … Oh, thank you, Morgan-le-Feil …" Aura blushed, and the unhappiness in her heart had completely dissipated. She carefully adjusted her posture to make the little girl more comfortable in her arms. "Taking care of a baby is indeed something new for me, but please don't worry. No matter what happens, I'll put her safety first. I'll take good care of her."
Penello's eyebrows relaxed as she learned how to tease a baby. She made some babbling noises with her high-pitched voice, and the baby in her arms giggled. She then changed her waist bag into a sling similar to the one carried by Allen and Hermione, and gently strapped the baby to her chest like a treasure.
"Allen, since you're an apprentice, please hurry up. The officials of the Greek Ministry of Magic have been waiting for a long time. Although they want to please us, we can't be too late. That would make us look too rude and arrogant." Lunn looked at the time on his pocket watch and urged. He suspected that if he did not hurry, his family would not be able to share their parenting experience until lunch time.
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