"If you're still tired, sleep a little longer. Winky has already helped prepare breakfast."
Harry, ready to leave for work at the Ministry of Magic, bent down and kissed his wife on the forehead. "I'm off, then."
"Mhm!"
Leaning against her pillow, Ginny covered a yawn with one hand. She turned to look at Albus, who was still sleeping soundly in the cradle, then watched Harry's departing figure before lazily climbing out of bed.
Since the end of the Second Wizarding War, Ginny's life had returned to peace. Having married Harry, she was very satisfied with her current life.
Taking care of children was certainly a demanding and exhausting task, but during her first year as a new mother, she had accumulated plenty of childcare experience with Mrs. Weasley's help.
Now, even with Albus added to the children she needed to care for, she still handled everything with ease.
Wearing pale pink pajamas, Ginny stood beside the bedroom's floor-to-ceiling window. She parted the curtains and watched Harry, briefcase in hand, preparing to leave for work outside the villa, then waved goodbye at her husband's back.
Harry seemed to sense her gaze from behind. He turned toward their villa, smiled and waved at Ginny, then quickly headed toward Avalon's gatehouse.
Inside the gatehouse outside Avalon was a fireplace directly connected to the Ministry of Magic, a quick route he had specifically taken the time to set up some time ago.
After smiling and greeting Truman, who was organizing the day's shifts, Harry stepped through the roaring flames and headed for the Ministry of Magic's underground headquarters.
Along the way, quite a few acquaintances greeted him, while others came over to ask Harry for information.
Kingsley's plan to abolish certain laws that benefited Pure-blood wizards had long spread throughout the Ministry of