"What are you all doing?"
Katrina had just finished her morning exercises and left the sunroom. Still wondering where everyone had gone today, she found them gathered on the sofa, whispering among themselves when she headed toward the sitting room.
"Shh, sit down first!"
Isabelle made a shushing gesture at her sister, signaling Katrina not to speak yet.
"So mysterious," Katrina grumbled, but she soon found out what was going on.
Albert was discussing with Mrs. McDougal how they would disguise themselves as Bill and Fleur before heading to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries to "see a doctor."
Having worked at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries for years, Mrs. McDougal knew the hospital's rules better than most witches and wizards. With her experience, Albert would be better able to accomplish the purpose of their trip.
It took roughly an hour to finalize the entire plan and ensure that nothing went wrong in the operation ahead.
Of course, the main reason everyone was confident was that Albert was willing to offer a generous reward. Surely no one would turn down such an unexpected windfall.
"I really don't understand why you have to make this so complicated." Katrina felt that sending a letter by owl would have settled it easily enough.
Isabelle clearly did not quite understand why Albert had to go so far either.
"I think it's necessary. Don't underestimate our enemies. The Death Eaters may be brainless idiots, but that doesn't mean they can't ruin things."
"This concerns Isabelle and the child in her belly. We can't afford the risk of messing it up."
Albert took two glasses from the house-elf, picked up the bottle containing Polyjuice Potion, and poured a glass for each of them. Then he took another bottle from his pocket,