Rodolphus gave a chuckle. Expect Bella to find any means to get what she wants. "The Lord didn't mention having them deduced to potions." He concluded as he at one of the arm chairs.
"It feels like we have our own child," Rodoplhus mused, he very well wanted an heir, but he knew Bella didn't like any idea of having brats ruining her day. "But then, it has red hair and freckles and it's a Weasley." he said venomously, taking a sip of his whiskey.