Compared to Germany, which is now facing the invasion of the living corpse army, Belgium, which is also adjacent to the Dutch disaster, is fortunate, and this is almost all thanks to Willie, who chose to lead the family to counterattack the living corpses from the north of Belgium.

　　 But this is not a coincidence after all.

　　Because the Belgian Minister of Magic, Ms. De Quinn, knew Mrs. Maxime, she remembered that she had assisted Hermione during the establishment of the Resistance Alliance not long ago. It was Wiley who knew this and decided to enter the Netherlands from Belgium.

　　 It is precisely because the Blois family set up their stronghold on the border between Belgium and the Netherlands, this has prevented Belgium from being invaded by living corpses. On this point, probably the whole of Belgium would like to express its gratitude to Willie.

　　 In fact, at this moment, Ms. De Quinn is silently grateful for all this, thank you for the extravagant peace and tranquility...

"Minister, the northern border is still safe today. Even if there are occasional fish that slip through the net, they were cleared by the Blois family patrol team before crossing the border. Thanks to them, our country is currently a wizard or a wizard. Muggles are still maintaining an orderly rhythm of life...but it takes more time to move the people from the north to the south."

　　 In the Belgian Ministry of Magic's Minister's Office, the head of the Misinformation Office who is mainly responsible for the communication with the Muggle Prime Minister of his country is reporting today's specific situation to Ms. De Quinn.

　　 It is an extraordinary time now. The misinformation office, which used to be not necessarily a few serious jobs throughout the year, has been completely busy, but I probably don’t like the feeling of running around for a crisis.

　　 You can see that the head of the room is not only a little messy, but also a tired expression on his face. Look at his appearance, I am afraid that he has not been able to sleep well for many days.

　　 Of course, Ms. De Quinn, who is the minister, is actually no better than him.

"Very good," De Quinn, who was sitting behind his desk, nodded immediately after hearing the other party's report. "Thanks to that young Miss Blois, at least nothing has happened! As for the migration of people. , I can’t help it, I can’t be anxious... But to be honest, even I’m like this in Belgium. I can’t imagine what is going on in Germany now.”

"Anyway, it's a mess!" The head of the misinformation office in front of him twitched his mouth, his expression obviously becoming a little subtle, "While going on like this... Hey, the Brandt's family must be unbearable, just don't know them When do you run...oh! I'm sorry, ma'am, I mean—"

　　 While he was talking, he seemed to realize that this shouldn't be spoken in front of DeQueen, and he was busy trying to forcibly restore it. But at this time, Ms. De Quinn waved her hand gently, preventing his meaningless explanation.

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

　　 "Uh," the other party was silent, and after a few seconds of awkward silence, he nodded apologetically, "Then...I'll go down and do something."

　　 "Okay," De Quinn nodded at him again, "You should also take time to rest. You have been working hard during this time."

"It is my responsibility."

After the misinformation office director said, he finally leaned forward and walked out from the door. As the door closed, De Quinn at the back of the desk could not help taking off his glasses and leaning against the back of the chair, rubbing his sore eyebrows vigorously. .

　　 And at the next moment, with a soft "creak", the door of the room in the corner behind her was suddenly opened, and a long figure came out from the inside.

"Emily, don't let the family rest, you should take a good rest! As far as you are, there is nothing you can do... and these documents need to be reviewed? Let me do it for you. Got it!"

　　 Lai Ren is a middle-aged wizard with a handsome appearance and a calm expression. He speaks with an aura that is hard to refuse. Although De Quinn has been the Minister of Magic for so long, he still falls short of it.

　　 But fortunately, she herself 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 need...oh, okay!"

　　 DeQueen stood up from the chair honestly, gave the desk to the other party, and even waved his wand and poured a cup of tea for the other party and put it on the table.

　　 Watching the other party sit down indifferently, and handling the pile of report documents very skillfully, De Quinn stood by and looked at it for a while, and then took his teacup to the side of the sofa and sat down.

　　 The tea in the cup was already cold, but she didn't care about this little thing, so she took herbal tea and ate a few snacks on the coffee table in front of her.

　　 After filling in a little deflated belly, she leaned on the soft sofa cushions and looked up at the man who was sitting behind her desk and was busy working proficiently.

De Quinn doesn’t need to worry about the other party’s problems when dealing with Ministry of Magic affairs, because the man in front of him was the minister of the German Ministry of Magic about a month ago, and he was even better at work than her. Up!

　　 Yes, Erich Brandt has always been an extremely good wizard. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, whether it was when he was going to school in Busbarton, or when he was working at the German Ministry of Magic-even now he has become a vagrant man, it is still the same.

　　 Otherwise, how could De Quinn have been obsessed with each other for ten years, almost lonely for a lifetime?

　　 "Erich, do you know? Now that disaster is imminent and I am very busy every day, but I feel that this period can be said to be one of the two happiest periods in my life."

　　 "'Two periods'? What is another period? When you were a kid?"

　　 The middle-aged man behind the desk did not look up, but he asked a little while he was writing something in the sand.

"It’s not bad to have parents in love when I was young, but it’s a pity that the answer was wrong." Although De Quinn is well maintained, he is no longer young anymore. At this time, he seems to be back at his most beautiful age. The little girl chuckled and said, "I mean, and the days after you and me were together... don't you think so?"

　　 "Oh! Yes, yes, of course, that's right—"

　　 The man paused with the pen tip, and nodded with a hurried smile.

　　 But at this moment, the door of the office was knocked suddenly, interrupting the bitter and sweet private time between the two of them, like Belgian chocolate.

　　 "Minister! Bo... the Brandt family is here!"

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