Harry Potter: Blood of the Dragon - Chapter 467

~Pregnant? How is that even possible? Magnus can’t do that.~ Emma was confused as heck, but she could not bring herself to stop Grace from taking her to the hospital.

Soon, the test was done and the doctor came to wish Grace cheerfully, “Ma’am, it’s good news, her majesty is pregnant.”

Grace was on cloud nine in an instant. She hugged Emma into a tight embrace, but Emma was in shock. ~How? We’ve done it unprotected all the time, so why now?~

She quickly used her ring to contact her husband and talked mentally, ~Magnus, I am in hospital with mother. How am I pregnant?~

*WOOSH*

In an instant Magnus apparated in a special room in the hospital designated for the quick entry, he came running and shocked both women, hugged them together and even lifted them up.

He kissed Emma, “This is such great news. Are you sure, doctor? Did you check multiple times?”

“Yes, your majesty. We did the test three times and all showed a positive result.” the doctor assured.

Magnus kissed Emma’s forehead and whispered into her ears, “What do you think the last whole trip was all about? Ragnar found a cure, we were not sure so didn’t tell you not to disappoint you.”

As soon as those words were said, her knees went weak and she fell onto him, he caught her firmly. Tears rolled down her eyes, “I-Is this a dream?”

He shook his head, “You can pinch me all you want later. You are going to be a mother and I a father, Emma. This is the only truth that matters,”

She hugged him tightly. She used to think that getting Magnus was enough of luck for her for this lifetime, the curse of not being able to have a child was just a way for fate to punish her. She had accepted it, but this news hit her like a sudden storm, and she was happy beyond words could describe.

Meanwhile, Grace felt strange due to their reaction. They should be laughing and cheering, but she saw a face of relief. But she cared not for it, “Let’s go home, it’s a day of celebration. Magnus, be gentle and careful with Emma from now on.”

“Do you want me to pick you up?” He asked her.

She blushed and shook her head, “No, I can walk. Let’s go home, I want to eat something.”

“Of course, Abe and George can cook something nice. I remember when I had Magnus I also felt distasteful with all the normal food, I chased for all the strongly flavoured ones.” Grace took Emma’s arm and walked with her.

Magnus saw their backs, he silently smiled, thinking about Ragnar. ~Bastard did it. *Sigh* The time to move to Camelot has come. If my enemies find out about Emma’s pregnancy then they might try to hurt her.~

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Magnus arrived back home with his mum and wife. First, he quickly barged into Ragnar’s underground lab.

“Ragnar, you mad genius. It worke… WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?” Magnus stopped in the middle as he saw Ragnar sitting on a stool, without any clothes but short underwear.

In front of him was a giant mirror and in his hand was something like an injection. There were tattoos all over his body now except the face. Heck, the tattoos go even on his legs and possibly dick too, who knows.

Ragnar turned around on the stool, “Oh, nice, come here and help me. These are my final tattoo runes. Once I have them I can store my magic in them so I can moderately use them later. This will at least allow me to use low-level charms accurately.

“Plus, these can increase my strength. I can literally pop a skull of a giant with my palms like it’s watermelon.”

Magnus was in awe, “You’ve been working to make yourself stronger all this time?”

“Strength is respected everywhere, it doesn’t matter how good potions I brew, if I can’t stop those who want to steal from me, what’s the point?” Ragnar said.

Magnus got to work and started using the injection-like pen to draw the patterns on his back as he instructed. “Rag, Emma is pregnant,”

“So it works, good. My sleepless nights didn’t go to waste this means. I guess I will be having someone to spoil in 9 more months. What will you name him or her?” Ragnar asked.

Magnus didn’t speak for a few seconds. He felt so grateful to him, “No, you can name the baby. You should be the one to do it. I’m sure Emma would say the same.”

“Sweet… I will give a wacky name, one that strikes fear in the names of enemies. After all, one day he or she will become the monarch.” Ragnar chirped.

“Yes, but by the time I die, whenever it may be, I will make sure I have fixed the world. Heck, I might be able to do that before the start of the new century.” Magnus planned. He didn’t want his child to face the hardships and wars that he had to. He didn’t want them to have to deal with corruption and such.

“There, done with the Tattoo. Come out later for dinner, I think mum is going to cook a big meal tonight. Emma might get a bit emotional at you though.” Magnus handed him the tattoo needles back and headed out.

Ragnar continued to tattoo his other parts alone, “Ah damn, underarms hurt.”

In Ragnar’s head, Magnus, Grace, Adam, Emma and the three gremlins were his family. You don’t ask them for repayment for showing them kindness or helping them because that’s what families do. To him, the fact he was able to help them was enough and the end of the matter.

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Exhausted, Adam returned home after a long day at the Hadron Collider. As soon as he entered he was greeted by loud giggles, talks and laughs from his family. It was an instant rejuvenator for any man who loved his family.

But today it seemed a bit different for some reason he felt. “What’s going on? What’s with all the packages?”

“We’re moving to Camelot, Adam. You are going to be a grandpa.” Grace blurted, still as excited as hours ago.

*THUD*

The bag fell that Adam was holding. He rushed in, his face plastered with a vibrant smile. “Will I be a grandpa?”

Honestly, Adam was in his late 40s, it was just because he was fed with potions and other things he looked 35. So him saying he’ll be grandpa was a bit odd to look at.

“Yup, you’re gonna get a fine grandchild soon. Magnus has decided that for protection and peace of mind we shall all move to Camelot. The place has so many cute and friendly animals, Duck will also be happy. Plus, Martha is an amazing healer and can take care of everything for Emma.” Grace explained.

Adam nodded continuously, “I agree, Magnus has too many enemies around the world. Nearly every day his forces catch Soviet spies that try to enter my experiment grounds.”

Magnus laughed, “Haha, dad, don’t worry about them. They are like a dying snake right now, they will wriggle a lot. In a few years, I will deal with them too. I want the eradication of communism and it will be done.”

*Yawn* Ragnar walked in, “Congrats Emma,”

Emma didn’t wait and gave him a good hug, “Thanks, Rag. You’re the best.”

“What’s this? A change of heart? I’m so used to curses from you that even this feels like you’re shaming me. But I’m glad it worked, congratulations.” He patted her back.

She chuckled and let him go, “Pack your stuff, we’re moving in an hour. I’m honestly looking forward to going to Camelot. We will have so much space to travel around without caring about those around us.”

*POP*

Grandma Martha appeared, “And the fact that we have communities of Centaurs, Goblins and Vela make it even better. There are shops for food, books, vegetables, cafes and I even opened a new Cinema hall.”

“GRANDMA!” Emma received hugs from her too. She carried the next king or queen in line and deserved all care after all.

“I have already babyproofed the castle. The little ones will be going to Hogwarts next year anyway so we still have time to make more changes. Magnus dear, now hurry up, Duck is sitting in the Portkey room all excited, I’m afraid if we don’t go he might just teleport here.”

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