HP - the time the ring is still

At other times, she slept peacefully, but today she giggled loudly.Thranduil found it interesting, and pinched Kleist's nose to wake her up.

Kleist opened her eyes and was still in a good mood. She smiled and looked at her husband who was watching her, grabbed him and pinched her hand, moved it to her abdomen, and said with a smile: "I dreamed of him just now, My dear, congratulations, you are going to be a father!"

"Are you sure?" Thranduil was surprised at first. He didn't expect it to be so sudden. Before Kleist clearly said that it might take a while, he didn't expect their child to appear so impatiently. Thranduil Touching Kleist's lower abdomen, he asked excitedly, "You said you saw him, is it a boy?"

"Um," Kleist frowned subconsciously, shook his head and said, "No, I only saw a figure from the back, wearing a child's pajamas, and I really couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. They are all girls, so it is more likely to be a little princess."

"Girls are fine too. Mother always wanted a well-behaved girl," Thranduil sat up suddenly. "This is really good news. We need everyone to celebrate together."

"Don't go! Just celebrate the pregnancy day or something."

Thranduil said to Kleist while getting dressed, "Claire, you should write a letter to Glorfindel, he will be very happy."

Kleist nodded with a smile: "This is necessary."

Thranduil smiled and kissed Kleist's forehead: "Next we need to get busy."

End Chapter 10

"Looks like good news!" Celebrian said with a smile, looking at Glorfindel who couldn't wait to open the letter.

"It should be. You must know that not long ago, the owl in the woodland sent a letter to inform us of the good news that Kleist was pregnant. It has been a year now, and the child should be born."

"Indeed," Glorfindel quickly glanced at the letter and said with a smile, "It's a letter from Thranduil. Just yesterday at noon, the little prince of the Woodland Kingdom was born. Oh, and here are the photos." Fendel took out the photo and shared it with Elrond, looking at the pouting elf moving around in the picture, Glorfindel couldn't help laughing: "This kid really looks like Kleist .”

Elrond smiled and said, "Congratulations, you are now a grandfather."

"It's worth celebrating."

For the Elf King and his wife of the Woodland Kingdom, they have been busy since the moment they heard the news.Kleist was busy writing letters, telling relatives and friends to share her joy.And Thranduil pushed away the room that had been reserved for the child, and began to arrange things.

The underground palace in the woodland has many floors. The bedrooms of Thranduil and Kleist are on the top floor, where they can have access to sunlight and see the scenery in the woods. Of course, their children's bedrooms are also on the same floor, and even not far apart.In just a few days, Thranduil had built two small beds, and Kleist felt a little curious about this.

"The crib can be placed in our bedroom for a while, this crib will not be used for the time being!" Kleist sat on the bare plank bed, which was obviously smaller than the crib used by adult elves, It may be a long time before their children use it.

"This is banyan wood. I'm afraid there was no such good material when it was poured. It's just right to prepare it now."

Kleist looked around and gestured around in front of him. The busy Thranduil bent his lips unconsciously. Although her husband never showed any expectation for the child, and never urged Clay to Kleist, but his performance at this time still proved the expectation deep in his heart. Obviously, he was afraid of adding pressure to Kleist and never said it.But Kleist knew that all elves were fully interested in their own breeding and raising the next generation, and his husband was no exception.

For this hard-won child, Kleist's expectations were no less than Thranduil's.Unlike other people or elves, Kleist's child was calculated.A long time ago, she made a deal with Severus Snape, hoping that he could make herself a potion that would allow her to give birth to pure elves, and promised that he would be the godfather of the child in the future.Under such a huge temptation, Severus Snape compromised. Potions with special effects were also one of his subjects of interest.

But it is not easy to implement this matter. This is a brand new potion, which is different from those potions that already have prescriptions and can be improved on this basis. The process of creating something from nothing is very difficult. Severus Snape has done countless experiments, even obtained the hair and flesh and blood of Kleist and Thranduil, but he has never succeeded.

In the end, Kleist was the first to find Severus Snape, who was about to become indistinguishable from ghosts and humans. He felt that if he didn't ease the pressure on him, maybe her potion master would fall.

"You, okay!" Kleist said cautiously.When she pushed open the door of Severus Snape's potions room, she was indeed frightened by the man inside who was filthy and bloodshot. It took a lot of selflessness to spoil herself like this.

"If you think it's good!"

This sarcasm sounded like a natural sound to Kleist, and he was still thinking of ridicule, which proved that there was nothing wrong with him. Kleist approached and smiled: "Lang Rui Saber told me that you have disappeared for two months Yes, they are worried about you!"

"I've given you enough painkillers before, and you won't have to look for me for at least half a year. What's the matter?" Severus Snape lost the desire to make potions as soon as he saw Kleist.He looked at the potion that was bubbling in front of his eyes, and frowned in displeasure. It was another pot of failure. He waved his wand carelessly to clear them away, and asked while wiping the wand.

"It's okay, I just wanted to talk to you."

Severus Snape nodded: "It happens that I want to find you too."

Kleist sat down, "You talk first."

"The potion you want," Severus Snape paused, as if the next words made it hard for him to say, "I may not be able to do it." After finishing speaking, his dark eyes looked directly at Krys Te, seemed to be waiting for her ridicule, after all it seemed difficult for their queen to comfort others.

But unexpectedly, Kleist did not do that. She was very calm when she heard the news, "I know, Sev, you have tried your best. This medicine is more difficult than we imagined."

Severus Snape nodded and remained silent. He had spent unbelievable patience and time on this medicine, but it was a pity that he still got nothing in the end, which inevitably made him a little discouraged.

"However, maybe we can change our thinking." This result has long been expected by Kleist. To be honest, it is absolutely impossible to create a child that can give birth to a pure blood. If there is, the wizarding world It was already a different scene, she just had a glimmer of hope.Since this road was not working, Kleist turned to the next best thing.She said: "I know that since two people have a child together, it is impossible for the child to fully inherit the blood of one of them, so can we make a potion to isolate the interference of the other blood, or make my blood Becoming the same as Thranduil at one point..."

"Wait, you said isolation?" The originally calm black eyes instantly shone brightly. "This seems to be a way, you let me think about it, I seem to know what to do!" After speaking, he stood up and walked into his study, and began to look up information and make records.

And Kleist, who hadn't finished speaking, took a look at Severus Snape who was in a state of excitement, then smacked his mouth and didn't bother him anymore.

In fact, potion is not the only way. Kleist once imagined using a magic circle, but unfortunately the process seemed a bit weird. She didn't want to draw strange patterns on her belly, and be with her husband in a strange place or at a specific moment. In the same room, the sacrificial feeling will make them cast shadows on each other.

Severus Snape was a man of action. He quickly got to work after finding an idea. It was a very cumbersome process from the initial idea to the production of the potion, but he was very patient. However, before the finished product , he approached Kleist again, this time not to ask her to provide materials, but to confirm some things.

"I'm almost done."

"Really? It's really exciting." Kleist smiled happily, but she also sensed Severus Snape's rigor and a little regret.

"there are some problems."

"You said."

"It may succeed, but only after isolating your abilities."

Kleist frowned: "Be direct, my dear, you don't need your Slytherin-style euphemism at this time."

"There is the most perfect potion in this world, but due to individual differences, it may not have a perfect effect. You and His Highness Thranduil are both talented people, but this potion may not even match your racial talents." Also quarantined together."

This result is not unexpected for Kleist. She has seen the most common elves and knows those elves with special talents. One day, he or Thranduil suddenly faced the aging or even death of his child.She failed to give her children a choice of fate like the pioneers, she could only choose the path she thought was right.

Finally, Kleist Low