After leaving Belgium, Hermione and the others went to the Netherlands for a while. Since the Dutch Ministry of Magic has always been led by France, they didn't spend too much effort there, and they easily gained the support and participation of the other party.

After that, it was natural to move on to the first major hurdle that needed to be overcome today - Berlin, Germany.

Lady de Quinn, who had just left the Dutch Ministry of Magic and had finally decided to go with them, seemed to be starting to get nervous.

After getting into the carriage, I saw her eyes lowered, her hands folded on her thighs, and the muscles of her whole body were slightly tense. Seeing this, Hermione couldn't help but take the initiative to sit down next to her, gently pressing the back of her hand.

You can clearly feel that her hands are trembling slightly.

"Don't worry, Ms. DeQuinn, we'll be with you."

It is said that she has just met the other party today, and the two have not spoken a few words in total, which is somewhat arrogant. But for De Quinn's tragic experience, her heart is really full of empathy and sympathy.

is both a woman, and she also understands the imminent and elusive nature of love, even if the age difference between the two is quite a lot, Hermione still has some empathy.

"Thank you, Miss Granger, I'm fine."

DeQuinn nodded gratefully at her.

Probably the distraction weakened the tension that lingered in her heart, and her tense body gradually relaxed, and finally slowly leaned against the cushion behind her.

On the other side, Madame Maxim watched the two lean lightly together, and while a smile appeared on her face, there was also a slight bitterness in her heart.

It is painful to suffer from gains and losses, but she does not even have an object that can make her distressed. If you want to talk about sadness, she may be the one who should be sad the most.

But at this moment, a certain figure who invited her to dance at the dance party during the top three suddenly flashed in her heart.

"It seems to be called...... Mr. Hagrid? ”

She was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook her head.

"How could I have thought of him?"

Although both of them are relatively rare giant hybrids, she and Hagrid are nothing like each other...... No, it's even diametrically opposed types.

For Hagrid's sloppiness, Maxim really couldn't stand it......

She was thinking about it when suddenly, with a slight jolt, the carriage finally landed.

"It's here, get off!"

Madame Maxim put her thoughts behind her and rose from her exclusive seat.

"Well, no problem, right?"

Naturally, she asked Ms. De Quinn on the other side, but soon, she saw that De Quinn nodded seriously and replied softly:

"I'm fine...... Yes, let's go! ”

After bowing slightly at Hermione beside him, Dequinn seemed to have finally made up his mind, and his gaze became determined.

……

The German Ministry of Magic, a boxy, stocky building.

Unlike the Ministry of Magic in many countries, the Ministry of Magic in Germany is not hidden in a Muggle city, but rather a separate building hidden in the mountains on the outskirts of Berlin.

The magic part is a four-tower part above ground and an underground part of nearly the same volume, and the upper and lower halves together form a standard square.

The office of the Minister of the German Ministry of Magic is located in the middle of the basement of this square building.

"Hoffman, did you send back the last reconnaissance report last night? Let's take a look at the intelligence room...... Also, when passing by the International Wizarding Cooperation Division, ask Miss Fogel from the liaison room to come over. ”

"Yes, Mr. Brandt."

Watching the other man leave, Erich took off his glasses, rubbed his forehead vigorously, and took a deep breath. Then, he placed his glasses on the large stack of documents in front of him, and reached out to pull out a palm-sized potion bottle from under the messy pile of papers.

After uncorking the bottle and pouring himself a small sip of the potion, as the potion quickly took effect, he finally reawakened his already sluggish brain.

He casually plugged the bottle on, put the potion bottle aside, and then sighed softly.

After relieving the tiredness of several days and nights of work, he shook his head at the pile of papers on his desk, and then had to put on his glasses and continue to look through them.

"Young Master, do you need to take a nap for a while?"

Coldly, a slightly old voice suddenly sounded in the corner of the office, but Erich was not half surprised.

"No, I don't have time to rest." He replied without looking up.

Erich's voice gradually settled, and the other party did not persuade again, but fell into a seemingly endless silence again. For a moment, all that was left of the room was the rustling of papers.

Not long after, there were footsteps outside the door, followed by three knocks.

"Mr. Minister, it's me, Ava Fogel."

"Please come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened with a "click", and a slender figure walked in from outside.

"Mr. Minister, are you looking for me?"

"Well," Erich didn't stop looking through the documents, but said casually, "In recent days, have the countries around Britain made any moves on the surface?" You know, for example, France, for example, Spain...... Well, and the Netherlands and Belgium. ”

He mentioned Belgium and also the Netherlands, but not Norway.

Let's not talk about Belgium, at least it makes sense that he didn't mention Norway at all - after the Norwegian palace was destroyed by two high-ranking living corpses, Norway, which was still a little bit of a move with the support of the Nordic dark wizard organization, was silent. In fact, many forces know very well in their hearts that Norway is afraid.

And for a force that doesn't dare to do anything, naturally no one wants to distract from it anymore.

Seeing Erich's question, Miss Fogel, who was in charge of diplomatic liaison, immediately said:

"Spain is not making any noise at the moment, and they obviously want to wait and see again – whether they are cowardly or preparing for it, we don't have to worry too much about it at the moment. As for the Netherlands and Belgium...... Mr. Minister, I think they will still choose to follow the French lead. So we're going to see, just look at France for now. ”

Erich nodded slightly, and then said:

"So, what about France?"

"Well," said Miss Fogel, pursing her lips at the remark, and considering it for a moment, "Mr. McLean went to Fort Blois beforehand, which may be a general indication of France's position. After all, everyone knows that in France, the Blois family almost does what they say...... It's just that the destruction of Fort Blois made them —"

Before she could finish speaking, there was another knock at the door, and it seemed vaguely hurried.

"Minister! The principal of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in France, Madame Maxime has come to visit! ”

At this moment, Erich finally raised his head suddenly.