"Is the Wizarding War finally coming to an end?"
Albert's hand, which had been playfully wandering over Isabelle's pale skin, paused. "Why do you say that?"
"If the Wizarding War weren't about to end, you probably wouldn't have chosen this moment to deal such a heavy blow to those Death Eaters." After hearing Albert casually mention several major events in the British wizarding world, Isabelle had developed that feeling.
Isabelle had always been a clever woman, sharper than most wizards in many matters. Moreover, she not only knew every inch of Albert's skin, but also understood the way he did things.
"Not that soon. Probably another year or so. Once the Horcrux problem is resolved, the war will basically be nearing its end."
"That's still very soon."
Isabelle took Albert's hand and gently placed it on her thigh.
"Yes, very soon." Albert murmured, "Once the war is over, we can go back to living the life we want."
"Katrina will probably be very happy. She's always disliked staying in... Honestly, I'm really surprised you actually mind." Isabelle stared at Albert's handsome face and smiled as she reminded him, "Don't let what you've got slip through your fingers."
"I just... don't quite know what to do."
Albert did not want to discuss the awkward subject and stiffly changed the topic. "England will probably become unsettled again soon. I wonder how long they'll go mad this time."
"Darling, you're adorable."
Isabelle cupped Albert's face and kissed him. "The night is still long. We can sleep later—there's nothing to do tomorrow anyway!"
"I really don't mind, you know that," Albert emphasized again.
"But I do. Mum is an example. She actually hopes someone will inherit the McDowell name, and that's one reason she tacitly approves." Isabelle said with a smile, "She's quite satisfied