When Allen and Luna went down, they found that they were indeed the last ones. The family had gathered in the living room and were preparing to set off for a tour. This feeling of group trip was a little excited. Even the little snake monster wrapped around Emily's wrist seemed to feel this atmosphere, hissing the snake and unwilling to hide.

"Allen, just wait for you... Hey, slow down, don't throw the kids." Morgan Lefay said to Allen with a bad voice, but when he turned to Luna, he looked particularly kind, "Good kid, Luna, don't you eat, do you want to drink some hot milk first?"

"Alan! You can drink this." Emily hurriedly took a glass of golden oil, "a local ministry sent it to me, saying that locals would drink a glass of this olive oil after getting up in the morning, which was a bit like a heavier milk taste."

"Emily! You can't drink olive oil anymore!" Morgan LeFey's attention was on his little daughter, "Don't think I don't know you, you want to wait for Allen to refuse to drink it yourself?"

"Allen, move faster, and you will definitely not act freely as planned later! Greece is the hometown of the god of death." Lunn seemed worried when he saw the mess in his home. He did not agree with this kind of action of traveling in other people's hometown. He thought that it would be unreliable that he would not have any problems if he stayed together. "Albert, why don't some guards hide in casual clothes?"

"If there is something really wrong, those people will have to let us protect us." Daisy said impatiently, "Lun, you should have some confidence in your strength."

Albert soldier did not respond. He was holding his wife's shoulder. His attention was on the two fat dolls hanging on the chest of Allen and Luna, with some envy in his expression.

The long, waterfall-like silver hair shook slightly, and she saw her husband's expression in her eyes. She thought of the last time Morgan LeFie gave birth, and frowned with some hesitation, but every subtle expression on the baby's face seemed to catch her gaze, making her unable to move her eyes at all. Her hand quietly pressed on her flat belly.

Irving looked at his wife's threatening and was taking the cup of olive oil that Emily wouldn't want to eat in Greek local bread. He said in a tone of an experienced person: "Children have to eat night milk at night and urinate more often. It will be very hard to take care of their children, but it will be fine when they grow up. This is how you all come here."

"Dad, Alan and the others behind me are all cared for by Albert and I. You and Mom are both lazy...Oh..." Daisy was directly slapped by Morgan LeFay.

Helena realized that this seemed to be a family tradition. She felt that she was very sympathetic and moved her steps towards the aunt and planned herself into Daisy's camp.

"Luna, your child has just been born, and you can't hug it upright! Just like me..." Hermione's fussy voice sounded. She walked over and adjusted the posture of holding the child that Luna had just made wrong. Like Allen and the others, Hermione also hung the adopted daughter Delphie, who had grown into a fat baby, today. The straps on their bodies were exactly the same.

"Hermione raised Delphie very well. When she came back, she looked like a kitten. Now she is white, fat, healthy and lovely." Josephine glanced at Allen with disgust, "Allen, you, a father, can't even take care of your children. Look at how thin you are in comparison."

"Aunt...Dalfie is almost one year old!" Allen said dissatisfiedly, and then realized that Hermione was beside him and shrunken back the words that were too fat and not good for his body. His eyes turned, "Do you want to call Sirius over?"

"What are you asking outsiders to come here?" After Morgan LeFey said in confusion, Josephine glared at his nephew with some annoyance, and then said in a pretentious manner, "I guess Allen has heard that he has been skipping work recently and I am punishing him."

"Allen, it is a great challenge to be a 'responsible' father. You have to learn to adjust yourself. You can tell that you have not had a good rest in the past few days when you look at your dark circles." Irving didn't pay attention to his sister's condition. He also gave his experience earnestly to his son who started eating without replying. He also had two thick dark circles on his face, and bloodshot eyes were covered in blood. "If the child sleeps, you will sleep, and if the child wakes up, you will feed him. This painful time is only six months. If you persist, you will be a good father."

Luna tried to eat with bread in the local Greek sauce mixed with olive oil and vinegar. When she heard this, she looked up at her eldest daughter Helena, and found that the other party nodded with satisfaction after hearing this.

"Delphie is much more sensible now." Hermione played with the child hanging on her chest. "It's amazing to say that although I am an adoptive mother, my parents are basically taking care of me...Delphie, don't touch this, you can't eat it too salty!" Hermione pressed Delphie's little fat hand trying to grab a piece of salad cheese. "Alan, you should stir it. This Fida cheese is salted cheese, which is considered a local specialty."

Tom Riddle, who was staying with Nagini, looked at Delphie, who was his daughter with some sacred and complexity, but he had no intention of revealing his thoughts at all. In fact, he had just solemnly expressed his gratitude to Hermione for adopting his daughter in front of others - the giant snake next to him understood his thoughts very well, and was worried about blocking the ghost as if he was afraid that he would lose his mind and said something unhappy to Harris.

Penelo was also unhappy about this scene. Obviously, she bit her lips because of the trip, and stood coldly to the side and looked at Hermione with Delphie hanging on her: It's just a crazy girl, and Hermione's sinister guy actually brought Delphie... Now there are only ones among the few people, with empty hands, and she looks lonely like an outsider.

"Penello, please help me take care of Friga when you are sightseeing. My waist is not good."

Morgan LeFey's voice suddenly rang beside Penelo, and then the female Auror, who had not yet grasped the situation, felt a sank in his arms and found that Allen's mother stuffed the daughter, whose nickname was Friday, into her arms.

"Hello..." Penelo was used to printing and lowered his head, and faced the curious big eyes on the chubby cheeks of the little thing in his arms. The baby's pure gaze seemed to dispel the violence in her heart, allowing her high brows to soothe and calm. Only then did she realize that Allen's mother had thoughtfully noticed and helped her get rid of the embarrassing situation.

Penelo raised his head gratefully and looked at Morgan LeFie, then felt the soft little body of the fat girl in his arms. Penelo, who didn't know what force to use to hug the little thing, was a little confused on the spot, and maintained his original movements stiffly, and did not even dare to breathe, for fear that his usual clean and neat movements would hurt the baby in his arms - although she had changed the diapers for Delphie, which was considered to be taking care of, but it was Voldemort's daughter, not Friga, who was theoretically his sister-in-law.

"I'm sorry for you, Daisy is unwilling to take on the responsibility of her sister anymore... Alan's bastard has become lazy and not so considerate recently." Morgan LeFey smiled gently, "Don't be nervous, just wrap her around and don't get hurt so easily... hug her boldly, just treat it as to practice in advance as a mother in the future."

"Be a mother...practice in advance... Oh, thank you Morgan LeFie..." The female Auror blushed at this time, and the unhappiness in her heart had completely disappeared. She carefully adjusted her posture to make her feel more comfortable in her arms. "Take care for babies is indeed new to me, but please rest assured that no matter what happens, I will take her safety first and will definitely take good care of her."

As she said that, Penelo was impressed with her eyes and understood the baby's movements she knew. She made some murmur sounds and made the baby in her arms giggle, and then casually turned her waist bag into the strap of the style that Alan Hermione and the others carried, and gently tied the baby to her chest like a treasure.
Chapter completed!