Chapter 2349

Compared with Germany, which is now facing the invasion of the corpse army, Belgium, which is also adjacent to the disaster area of the Netherlands, is lucky, and this is almost all due to Willy, who chose to lead his family to counter attack the corpse from the northern border of Belgium.

But this is not a coincidence after all.

As Ms. de Quinn, Minister of the Ministry of magic of Belgium, was familiar with Mrs. maxim, I remember assisting Hermione when the Rebel Alliance was established not long ago. Willie knew this and decided to enter the Netherlands from Belgium.

It is precisely because the brova family set up their stronghold on the border between Belgium and the Netherlands that Belgium did not suffer from the transit invasion of corpses. In this regard, probably the whole of Belgium would like to thank Willie.

In fact, at this moment, Ms. de Quinn is silently grateful for all this and the extraordinary peace and tranquility in front of her

"Minister, the northern territory is still safe today. Even if there are a few missing fish, they are cleared by the Bulova family's patrol team before crossing the border. Thanks to them, at present, both wizards and Muggles in China still maintain an orderly pace of life... But it takes more time to move the people in the north to the south."

In the office of the Minister of magic of Belgium, the chief of the misinformation office, which is mainly responsible for interfacing with the Muggle Prime Minister of Belgium, is reporting today's specific situation to Ms. de Quinn.

Now is an extraordinary time. It used to be that there may not be several serious error messages in the whole year. The office has been completely busy, but I probably don't like the feeling of running around for the crisis.

It can be seen that the head of the room not only has some messy hair, but also has a tired expression on his face. Look at him. I'm afraid he hasn't been able to sleep well for many days.

Of course, as a minister, Ms. de Quinn is no better than him.

"Very good," said de Quinn, who was sitting behind his desk after listening to the other party's report. "Thanks to the young miss brova, at least there's no big trouble! As for the relocation of people, there's no way, no hurry... But seriously, even my Billis is like this. I can't imagine what's going on in Germany now."

"Anyway, it's a mess!" the head of the error information office pulled his mouth, and his expression obviously became a little subtle. "In this way... Hey, the Brandts must be unable to carry it, just don't know when they will run... Oh! Sorry, madam, I mean --"

As he said this, he suddenly realized that this should not be said in front of de Quinn, and hurriedly wanted to forcibly recover it. But at this time, Ms. de Quinn waved her hand gently to stop his meaningless explanation.

"It's all right. Don't worry. What you say is the truth."

"Er," the other party stopped talking and nodded apologetically after a few seconds of awkward silence, "well... I'll go down to work."

"OK," de Quinn nodded at him again. "You should also take time to rest. It's been a hard time for you."

"It's my responsibility."

The director of the error information office finally leaned down and went out of the door. With the door closed, de Quinn at the back of the desk couldn't help taking off his glasses, leaned against the back of the chair and rubbed his sour eyebrows.

At the next moment, with a "squeak", the door in the corner behind her was suddenly opened, and a tall figure came out from the inside.

"Emily, don't let others rest. Take a good rest first! As far as your current state is concerned, you can't do anything... And these documents need to be reviewed? Come on, let me do it for you!"

The visitor is a middle-aged wizard with handsome appearance and calm expression. He speaks with an irresistible momentum. Although de Quinn has been the Minister of magic for so long, he is still inferior to it.

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

"Erich, you don't have to... Oh, all right!"

De Quinn stood up honestly from his chair, gave his desk to the other party, and even waved his wand and poured a cup of tea for the other party.

Watching the other party sit down carelessly and deal with the mountain of report documents very skillfully, de Quinn stood and looked at it for a while. Then he took his tea cup and sat down beside the sofa.

The tea in the cup was already cool, but she didn't care about this little thing. She ate some snacks on the tea table in front of her with herbal tea.

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

De Quinn doesn't need to worry about what problems the other party will encounter when dealing with the affairs of the Ministry of magic, because the man in front of him was still the Minister of the German Ministry of magic about a month ago, and he is even much better than her in work!

Yes, Erich Brandt has always been an excellent wizard. Whether it was when I was a student in busbarton or when I worked in the German Ministry of Magic - even now I have become a homeless man.

Otherwise, how can de Quinn be infatuated with each other for ten years and almost live a lonely life?

"Erich, you know what? Although the disaster is near at hand and I am busy every day, I think this period has been one of the two happiest periods of my life."

"Two periods"? What's the other period? When I was a child? "

The middle-aged man behind the desk didn't look up. He just asked casually while writing something.

"It's good to have parents in love when I was a child, but unfortunately, the answer is wrong." although de Quinn maintained properly, he was no longer young. At this time, he seemed to return to the most beautiful age at the beginning. Some little girls smiled and said, "I mean, there were those days after you were with me... Don't you think so?"

"Oh! Yes, of course, yes -"

The man nodded his head with a busy smile.

However, just then, the door of the office was suddenly knocked again, interrupting the bitter and sweet private time between them like Belgian chocolate.

"Minister! Bo... The Brandts are coming!"

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