harry potter book of crimes

Compared to Germany, which is currently facing the invasion of the zombie army, Belgium, which is also adjacent to the disaster area in the Netherlands, is lucky, and this is almost all due to Willy who chose to lead her family to counterattack the zombies from the northern border of Belgium.

But this is not a coincidence after all.

Since the Belgian Minister of Magic, Ms. De Guin, was familiar with Madame Maxime, and remembered that she had assisted Hermione when the Resistance Alliance was established not long ago, Willie knew this and decided to enter the Netherlands from Belgium.

It is precisely because the Blois family has established its base on the border between Belgium and the Netherlands that Belgium has not been invaded by living corpses. In this regard, probably the whole of Belgium has to express its gratitude to Willie.

grateful.

In fact, at this very moment, Ms. DeQuin was silently grateful for all this, and for the extravagant peace and tranquility in front of her...

"Minister, the northern border is still relatively safe today. Even if there are occasionally a few fish that slip through the net, they are all cleared out by the patrol team of the Blois family before crossing the border. Thanks to them, at present, whether there are wizards or wizards in our country,

Muggles still maintain an orderly pace of life...but it will take more time to move the people from the north to the south."

In the office of the Minister of Magic in Belgium, the director of the Misinformation Office, who is mainly responsible for liaising with the country's Muggle Prime Minister, is reporting today's specific situation to Ms. De Guin.

Now is an extraordinary period. The misinformation office, which used to have few regular visits throughout the year, has become completely busy. However, I think no one likes this feeling of running around for a crisis.

It can be seen that the head of the room not only has a messy beard and hair, but also has a tired expression on his face. Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has not been able to get a good night's sleep for many days in a row.

Of course, as a minister, Ms. De Guin is actually no better than him.

"Very good." After listening to the other party's report, Dequin, who was sitting behind the desk, nodded immediately. "Thanks to that young Miss Blois, at least there hasn't been any big trouble! As for the matter of relocating people,

, I have no choice, I can’t rush it... But to be honest, even I am like this in Belgium. I really can’t imagine what the situation is like in Germany now.”

"Anyway, it's just a mess!" The director of the Error Information Office in front of him twitched his lips, his expression obviously becoming a little subtle, "If this continues...hey, the Brandt family will definitely not be able to handle it. I just don't know what they are doing.

When to run... Oh! Sorry ma'am, I mean-"

As he was talking, he seemed to suddenly realize that these words should not be said in front of De Guin, and he hurriedly wanted to forcefully redeem himself. But at this time, he saw Ms. De Guin gently wave her hand to stop her.

His meaningless explanation.

"It's okay, don't worry, what you said is the truth."

"Well," the other party stopped talking, and after a few seconds of awkward silence, he nodded apologetically and said, "Then... I'll go down and do some work."

"Okay," DeQuin nodded to him again, "You should also take time to rest. You have worked hard during this period."

"It is my responsibility."

After saying this, the director of the Misinformation Office finally leaned forward and walked out of the door. As the door closed, DeQuin, who was behind the desk, couldn't help but take off his glasses and leaned back on the chair, rubbing his sore eyebrows vigorously.

.

And at the next moment, with a soft "squeak" sound, the door in the corner diagonally behind her was suddenly opened, and a tall figure walked out from inside.

"Emily, don't let me rest. You should take a good rest first! In your current state, you can't do much... Are there still these documents that need to be reviewed? Come on, let me do it for you.

Come on!"

The person who came here was a middle-aged wizard, with a handsome appearance and a calm expression. When he spoke, he had an aura that was irresistible. Although De Guin had been the Minister of Magic for so long, he still had some differences compared to him.

Less than.

But fortunately, she doesn't seem to be unable to accept this gap...or, in fact, she has long been accustomed to this feeling.

"Erich, you don't have to...oh, okay!"

DeQuin stood up from his chair obediently, handed over his desk to the other party, and even waved his wand to pour a cup of tea and put it beside the desk for the other party.

Seeing the other party sitting down nonchalantly and handling the mountain of report documents with unusual skill, De Kuin stood aside and watched for a while, then took his tea cup and walked to the sofa nearby and sat down.

The tea in the cup had already cooled down, but she didn't care about this little thing. She drank the herbal tea and ate some snacks on the coffee table in front of her.

After filling her somewhat empty belly, she leaned against the soft sofa cushions again and looked up at the man who was sitting behind her desk, working skillfully.

De Guin doesn't need to worry about what difficulties the other party will encounter when dealing with Ministry of Magic affairs, because the man in front of her was the minister of the German Ministry of Magic about a month ago, and he is even much better than her at work.

Got it!

Yes, Erich Brandt has always been an extremely good wizard. Whether it was when he was a student at Beauxbatons or when he was working at the German Ministry of Magic - even now he has become an unemployed wizard.

Men who are like nomads are still like this.

Otherwise, how could DeQuin have been obsessed with each other for ten years and almost become lonely for the rest of his life?

"Erich, do you know? Although disaster is right in front of us and I am extremely busy every day, I feel that this period of time can be said to be one of the two happiest periods in my life."

"'Two periods'? What is the other period? When you were a child?"

The middle-aged man behind the desk did not raise his head, but while writing something rustling, he asked casually while being slightly distracted.

"Of course it's good to have parents who love you when you were young, but it's a pity that the answer is wrong." Although De Kuin took good care of himself, he was no longer young. At this time, he seemed to have returned to his most beautiful age, quite a bit.

The little girl chuckled softly and said, "I want to say, and the days after you and I were together...don't you think so?"

"Oh! Yes, of course, yes -"

The man paused with his pen and nodded with a smile.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the office door, interrupting the private time between the two of them that was as bitter and sweet as Belgian chocolate.

"Minister! Brandt... someone from the Brandt family is here!"

Before the door opened, the man outside could not wait to speak loudly.