Chapter 1789: The Family Comes
"Bang! Bang! β
The two black shadows on his face were directly stopped by Hermione using the rules of gravity, and the last one left was narrowly blocked a few feet away by the old butler who had not moved.
And only now did everyone see clearly what the other party threw at this side in the end.
"It's ...... Baby dragons? β
Madame Maxim looked at the two black creatures that were crushed to the ground by the sudden increase in gravity, and suddenly felt a little puzzled. For though they resemble the young Hebdili Black Dragons in appearanceβwith rough, hard black scales, a row of razor-sharp ridges on its back, and an arrow-like tip on its tail.
However, unlike the juvenile Hebdili black dragons, their bodies not only do not have the characteristics of young dragons, but look more like they have grown adults.
Moreover, their narrow eyes were not the purple characteristic of black dragons, but a glowing crimson.
"This is not a baby dragon."
Erich on the side was also looking at the three black dragons, and after hearing Madame Maxim's words, he shook his head and said:
"This is a new breed of fire dragon that has been specially bred and transformed from our Brandt's dragon farm...... As you know, the Brandt family is best at raising fire dragons, and the biggest annual capital input is the sales and supply of various materials on the fire dragons. β
Obviously, there are still many dragon farms in this world, and there are official ones, and naturally there are private ones. The Brandt family started with fire dragons at the earliest, and they have a lot of uniqueness in the study of fire dragons.
"Anyway," Erich thought for a moment, then turned to "Miss Granger, you're really ...... in a moment Do you really want to fight against my unreasonable family for the sake of me and Emily? β
Now, Erich doesn't need to do any more pretense. I saw that he had naturally taken Ms. DeQuinn's hand just now, and even when talking to the others, the two of them were still close together.
"Miss Granger, I think I have to thank you...... But let's go! It's unrealistic for us to go against the entire Brandt family alone! β
"That's better than never being together for the rest of our lives," De Quinn gripped his hand firmly, as if he had gone back to when he was younger, "Erich, I thought I would be content just to know that you might still love me." But now I realize that even if we are all going to die in a moment, holding hands with you for a few more minutes will be more than anything else. β
Erich listened to Ms. De Quinn's words, and couldn't help but look at her affectionately:
"Emily ......"
And right next to the two, even Lady Maxime and Hermione, who single-handedly contributed to all this, couldn't help but smile wryly and look away when they saw the greasy smell of the two.
"All in all...... Mr. Minister, can you deal with these three fire dragons first? Your family will probably be here soon, and we'll have to at least empty the hall outside before waiting for your family there. β
"Oh! Yes, I'm sorry......" Erich said after giving Ms. De Quinn a gentle kiss, "I'll leave them to me!" As for the main hall...... Miss Fogel, please inform the staff in the ministry that the main hall is temporarily closed and that no one should go again. β
"Yes, Minister."
Liaison Officer Fogle looked at Erich, then at De Quinn beside him, and after a moment's hesitation, left with a slight look of loss on his face.
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Moments later, in the hall on the first floor of the Ministry of Magic, Hermione was sitting in a chair on one side and waiting silently. She flipped through the stack of cards in her hand, but her gaze remained at the open doorway, only occasionally glancing down at the runes on the cards.
Finally, the wand, as usual, learned to put Maca in the holster in the sleeve, and was now in a state where it could be drawn at any time.
And next to her, Madame Maxim and the others were also sitting there, and everyone's expressions were very serious.
"Miss Granger," Maxim couldn't help but confirm to Hermione again, "can you really handle it in a moment?" To be honest, how sure are you? β
"Well," Hermione paused as she pulled her card, "if I had to be serious - I'm sorry, I wasn't really sure." After all, we don't know who will come in a while, and how many people will come. β
Since the true details of the Brandt family are not even known to Erich, the heir of the new generation, it is obviously unwise to make random judgments or conclusions based on the information so far.
However, she did not regret her previous decision, because this is the "Maca's style of acting" that she adheres to - at least she thinks that even if Maca handles this matter in person, at most she will only rush directly to Brandt's house to "theorize" with the other party, and the others should be similar.
"Someone's coming."
Suddenly, Hermione put away the stack of rune cards in her hand for the time being, and frowned slightly as she looked out of the door.
Hearing Hermione's words, the biggest reaction was Erich. He was sitting with Lady DeQuinn now, and almost subconsciously touched the handle of his wand when Hermione reminded him.
"Don't worry."
The old butler patted him on the shoulder, motioning for him to relax first.
"Even if you still have to do it in the end, I think as long as your family still has some sanity, you won't be stupid enough to act indiscriminately."
Naturally, the Brandt family is not all stupid, and Erich is not either. It's only because his nerves have been tense at this moment that he immediately jumps up like a cat that has been stepped on by his tail as soon as he hears something.
And when Erich sat down again, it wasn't long before two figures finally walked in through the door.
One of them, of course, was the gray-robed old man who had gone and returned, and the other, everyone found out that it was a wizard in a gorgeous costume with gray temples.
As soon as he saw the other party, Erich, who was already nervous, froze.
"Excuse me...... Who is Miss Granger? β
I saw that the male wizard who was walking in front of the gray-robed old man glanced at Erich, and then looked directly at Hermione and the other three as if he didn't see him.
But after a little scrutiny, he knew which one he was looking for.