Kamia slept groggily until nine o'clock the next day, but she was unwilling to open her eyes.
Everything that happened yesterday was like a nightmare in her mind. First, there was a sudden sharp pain.
Then, there was a long period of pain, screaming, and sweat … Just the memory made her shiver.
She knew that giving birth to a child was not easy, but she thought that it would be fine after she survived the vomiting during pregnancy.
As for the pain during childbirth … She did not expect it to be so painful! If it wasn't for the sake of completely occupying this body … Kamia thought.
She comforted herself a little.
When Xenophilius gently pushed the door open and came in, Kamia did not open her eyes.
Until her husband came over and held one of her hands.
She pretended that she had just woken up.
Yesterday's battle was obviously difficult for Xenophilius. Kamia felt that the haggardness in his eyes was more obvious than a few days ago, but the man's expression was also complicated with joy. "Kamia …"
Kamia shook her head.
She scolded in a low voice, "You don't shave."
Xenophilius touched his chin.
When he touched a piece of rough stubble, he suddenly laughed foolishly.
After a long time, he remembered what he wanted to say just now. "Ah — Kamia, the child!"
Child? Kamia remembered dully.
She had just gone through childbirth.
And the result of childbirth.
It was just that she had a child. Child? Child! Kamia had a headache as she watched Xenophilius take out a baby from the cradle by the bed and put it beside her with a smile. "Kamia, this is our child."
Kamia almost subconsciously dodged to the side, and then began to observe the little thing that was related to her by blood. The newborn baby's skin was still red and wrinkled, and there were sparse black fetal hairs on its small head.
Xenophilius poked the baby's face gently. Seeing the baby blow a bubble with her eyes closed, he smirked and said, "The child looks like you. Her eyes are also black."
"Oh..." It seemed that the Liddell family had strong genes. Kamia thought to herself. She poked the little one on the other side before she realized what was going on. "Wait a minute... her? Is this a girl? "
Xenophilius watched nervously as his wife lifted the baby girl's swaddling clothes and pulled down her pants to check her body. He hurriedly said, "Kamia … Kamia? Don't you like your daughter? "
After Kamia saw the truth, she was stunned for a long time. Finally, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She hugged her daughter and laughed, "Good daughter! I like daughters! Xie Nuo, what do you say we name her Tommy? "
"Tommy?" It sounded like a boy's name. But since his wife didn't want to throw their daughter into the bin, Xenophilius was fine with anything. "Sure! Let's call her Tommy! Tommy Lovegood! "
She was first picked up rudely, then named "Tommy". The baby finally opened her eyes and looked coldly at the woman in front of her.
Kamia didn't care and continued, "Tommy, listen carefully. Don't cry, don't make a fuss. If you need anything, you can tell me or Xie Nuo. But don't be unreasonable, and don't think about ruling the wizarding world, the muggle world, or the world. If I find any signs of it, depending on the severity of the situation, I'll spank you on the palm or the butt!"
Xenophilius was still smiling foolishly. He didn't think his wife's words were strange, but Tommy's eyes gradually became complicated. Kamia smiled with satisfaction and continued, "Remember, you are now a Lovegood," not Liddell or Slytherin.
After setting the house rules, Kamia lost interest in Tommy. She asked Xenophilius to put their daughter back in the cradle and asked about Luna.
Xenophilius didn't let go of his daughter and answered, "The house was too messy yesterday. Molly brought Luna to the Burrow for the night. But I think Luna and the others will come to see you later."
Kamia nodded and said, "That's good. Now that Tommy has been born, Luna will naturally come back to live with us."
Xenophilius held Tommy for a while before putting his daughter back in the cradle. Then he leaned against the headboard and held his wife's hand. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Kamia, you like Luna very much …"
Kamia blinked and said, "Of course I like Luna." She had seen Luna's birth with her own eyes and watched Luna grow up. And Luna was such a lovely little girl.
Xenophilius looked at his wife with a complicated expression and said hesitantly, "Kamia, I am very happy that you love Luna very much. But Tommy is also our daughter …"
Kamia tilted her head and understood what Xenophilius meant. Did he want her to love Tommy?
Putting aside the fact that the little Tommy who couldn't take care of herself was actually Voldemort, Kamia reached out and touched her left rib. She was very sure that she didn't have the slightest motherly love for the little baby. So she frankly stared into Xenophilius' eyes and said, "But I don't like her."
Xenophilius was stunned for a moment. After a while, he reached out and pulled his wife into his arms. With the other hand, he held Kamia's hands and whispered, "It's okay … It's okay, Kamia …"
Kamia, who was leaning in Xenophilius' arms, looked indifferent for a moment. Then, she said in a dissatisfied and petulant tone, "It's so hot …"
After lunch, Molly brought Luna and the rest to visit Kamia and Tommy. This time, other than Luna and Ginny, there were also Harry and Ron. The rest of the children were fine. Kamia slightly narrowed her eyes when she saw Harry.
Mo Li had brought Kameya a huge bag of newborn clothes, as well as a bunch of parenting instructions. Kameya was at her wit's end and had no choice but to yell at Xenophilus, "You'd better be the one to remember them!"
Molly smiled and said, "You can still order people around. It seems that you have recovered well."
Kamia said shamelessly, "Thank you, Snape, for the potion."
The children were more interested in Tommy. They gathered around the cradle. Because Molly repeatedly told them not to reach out and disturb the baby, they could only watch and comment. Some said that the baby was small, and some said that the baby was ugly.
Ginny stretched out a finger and gestured. She said in surprise, "Her fist is only this big!"
Luna gave an objective description, "She looks more like Kamia." Lovegood's family members all had light blonde hair.
Ron, however, had a different feeling. "Ginny was very noisy when she was a child. Tommy is really quiet."
If she was not quiet, Kamia would spank her, Harry thought silently. It took him an entire night to digest the fact that his nemesis had turned into a baby girl who was still breastfeeding.
Ginny argued with Ron about whether she was noisy when she was a child. In the end, Molly came forward and made the judgment. She drove the children out and said that Kamia should have a good afternoon nap.
In fact, Kamia liked the Weisles' children, but she still lay in bed and rested. Sure enough, after a while, a grayish-blue bird came knocking on her window.
Kamia opened the window for the bird with her wand and then cast a few anti-eavesdropping spells.
The bird circled the room a few times before landing on the ground and turning back into the twelve-year-old Harry Potter.
Kamia was not surprised that Harry came to her. "What? Can't wait to laugh at Tommy Voldemort Lovegood? "
"I'm not interested in 'her,'" Harry said slowly, but he emphasized a word.
Tommy, who was sleepy in the cradle, trembled. She could not see what was happening outside the cradle. She only knew that her so-called 'mother' had said a name.
Harry did not look at the cradle, but he knew that he was telling the truth. In the 700 repetitions of his life, he had killed Voldemort many times. The so-called revenge was like a joke.
"Jia Mei," he called out the name again. "Many people died. Lily and James, Dumbledore, Sirius, Snape, Remus, Tonks, Hermione, Luna … They died from the beginning. I died too. I died before your brother brought me to the Babel Library. Yes, many times after that, I let them live. Or rather, you let us live. But … I don't know if it's meaningful anymore. "
The twelve-year-old Harry Potter showed an expression that only an adult would have. "Jia Mei, life and death don't exist in the Babel Library, right? To you, it's just a book, a line of words, or even a word, right? No matter how many times I kill Voldemort, no matter how many times I commit suicide — in front of you, in the Babel Library, it's just an insignificant story. "
"Jia Mei, we're tired of playing this game. Whether Oedipus knows his fate or not, whether he resists or not, it's meaningless. "Harry stood there, looking exhausted." Revenge? Haven't you gotten tired of this problem? Who should I take revenge on? Tom Riddle? Or J. K. Rowling? Or … you? "
Kamia looked at Harry quietly for a while before slowly saying, "I asked you before, Harry Potter, I asked you before — all of this is just the world of The Truman Show. Do you still want to come in?"
Harry smiled. It was a smile that was between a bitter smile and a mocking one. He said, "I know. But where else can Harry Potter go except for Harry Potter? " His family, his friends, his enemies, and his story are all here. Where else can he go?
"Well …" Kamia rubbed her temples. "I'm glad that you don't want to beat me up."
Harry also exhaled a long breath. He was a little lost in thought. For a moment, the room was unusually silent. Even Tommy didn't dare to breathe loudly.
In the end, Kamia broke the awkwardness and asked, "By the way, I read in the newspaper that Azkaban was smashed in a corner. Did you get Sirius out?"
Harry was in a good mood when talking about the Godfather. "Ah, yes, I used a spatial magic to steal Sirius out. The Dementors probably haven't found out that the prisoner who died accidentally was just a corpse disguised as Sirius. Of course, they won't investigate this kind of accident in prison."
"Then where did you take him?" Kamia was really curious. She didn't think that Harry would rashly send Sirius back to the magic world.
Harry smiled slyly. "I found a group of interesting people in the North Sea. They should be able to accept Sirius. I guess Sirius should have become a DJ now …"
"Wait a minute!" Kamia suddenly frowned. "What did you say?"
"I said that Sirius will become a DJ?"
North Sea, DJ … Kamia looked at Harry. "Have you heard of pirate radio stations?"
Harry froze for a moment. "They are indeed called pirate radio stations …"
"I mean, before you came to this world, have you heard of pirate radio stations?" Kamia stared at Harry and asked seriously.
Harry gradually felt weak. He clenched the pillar at the end of the bed. "No, I haven't heard of it."
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