"What's going on?"
Katrina had just finished her morning exercise and left the sunroom, still wondering where everyone had gone today. On her way to the living room, she found them all sitting on the sofa, whispering among themselves.
"Shh, sit down first!"
Isobel made a shushing gesture at her sister, signaling Katrina not to speak yet.
"So mysterious," Katrina muttered, though she soon found out what was going on.
Albert was discussing with Mrs. McDougal how they would disguise themselves as Bill and Fleur before going 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 many years, Mrs. McDougal understood the hospital's rules better than most 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 process, ensuring 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 said. She thought an owl-delivered letter could have settled it easily.
Isobel clearly did not understand why Albert felt the need to go this far either.
"I think it's necessary. Don't underestimate our enemies. Although the Death Eaters are a bunch of brainless idiots, that doesn't mean they can't ruin things."
"This concerns Isobel and the child she's carrying. 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 glassful into each. Then he pulled another bottle from his pocket, took out strands of Bill's