Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1783: German Ministry of Magic

After Hermione and the others left Belgium, they went to Holland again. Because the Dutch Ministry of Magic has always been led by France, they didn't spend too much time there, and they easily gained the support and participation of the other side.

After that, it was natural to head towards the first major difficulty that needs to be overcome today-Berlin, Germany.

Ms. De Quinn, who had just left the Dutch Ministry of Magic and finally decided to go with them, seemed to be nervous.

After getting in the carriage, she saw her eyes down, her hands folded on her thighs, and her muscles were slightly tense. Seeing this, Hermione couldn't help but took the initiative to sit down beside her and gently pressed the back of her hand.

I can clearly feel her hands shaking slightly.

"Ms. De Quinn, don't worry, we will be with you."

It is said that she just met each other today, and the two of them haven't said a few words in total, so doing so is somewhat arrogant. But for De Quinn's miserable experience, she was really full of empathy and sympathy.

They are both women, and they also feel the elusive and unpredictable love of love. Even though the two are quite different in age, Hermione still feels a little bit empathetic.

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

Dequine nodded gratefully at her.

It's probably the distraction that weakened the tension that lingered in her heart. Her tight body gradually relaxed, and finally she slowly leaned on the cushion behind her.

On the opposite side, Mrs. Maxim looked at the two leaning together, and while a smile appeared on her face, there was a slight bitterness in her heart.

It's painful to suffer from gains and losses, but she doesn't even have a single object to worry her. Speaking of sadness, she might be the one who should be the saddest.

But at this moment, a figure that had invited her to dance at the prom of the Three Finals suddenly flashed past her heart.

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

She was taken aback for a moment, and then she shook her head quickly.

"Why would I think of him?"

Although the two are relatively rare giant hybrids, she and Hagrid are not at all like...No, they can even be said to be completely opposite types.

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

She was thinking, and suddenly, with a slight bump, the carriage finally landed.

"Here, get off!"

Mrs. Maxim put the thoughts in her mind behind her head and stood up from her exclusive seat.

"How about it, is it okay?"

She naturally asked Ms. De Quinn on the opposite side, but soon, she saw De Quinn nodded seriously and replied softly:

"I'm fine...yes, let's go!"

After slightly nodding at Hermione next to him, De Quinn seemed to have finally made up his mind, and his gaze immediately became firm.

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The German Ministry of Magic, a boxy building.

Different from the Ministry of Magic in many countries, the Ministry of Magic in Germany is not hidden in a Muggle city, but an independent building hidden in the forest on the outskirts of Berlin.

The magical part is the four-tower part on the ground and the underground part of almost the same volume. The upper and lower halves together form a standard square.

And the ministerial office of the German Ministry of Magic is right in the center of the basement level of this square building.

"Hoffman, has the last investigation report of last night been sent back? Go and see the intelligence room... Also, when passing by the International Wizarding Cooperation Department, ask Miss Fogel from the liaison room to come over. "

"Okay, Mr. Brandt."

Looking at the other person's response, Erich took off his glasses and rubbed his forehead vigorously, and took a deep breath. Then, I saw him put the glasses in his hand on the large pile of documents in front of him, and reached out from under the messy paper pile to pull out a palm-sized potion bottle.

After unplugging the cork and filling himself with a sip of liquid medicine, as the medicine quickly took effect, he finally awakened his already somewhat stagnant brain.

He plugged the cork in his hand and put the potion bottle aside before he sighed softly.

After relieving the tiredness accumulated from working for several days and nights, he looked at the pile of files on the desktop and shook his head, then he had to put on his glasses and continue to look through it.

"Master, do you need a short nap?"

Suddenly, a slightly older voice rang from the corner of the office, but Erich was not half surprised by this.

"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, but fell into a seemingly endless silence again. For a while, only the rustling of papers were left in the room.

Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by three knocks on the door.

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

"Please come in."

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

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

"Well," Erich did not stop looking through the documents, but just casually said, "In recent days, are there any actions in the countries around the UK? You know, such as France, such as Speaking of Spain... well, there are also Holland and Belgium."

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

Let’s not talk about the Belgian problem, at least it makes sense that he doesn’t mention Norway at all. After the Norwegian Royal Palace was destroyed by two high-level living corpses, it was originally supported by the Northern European Dark Wizards organization Norway, which was a little moving, didn't say anything. In fact, many forces are very clear in their hearts that Norway is afraid.

As for a force that dare not do anything, naturally no one wants to distract attention anymore.

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

“Spain has no voice for the time being~IndoMTL.com~They obviously want to wait and see again-whether they are timid and ready to accumulate strength, we don’t need to care too much for now. As for the Netherlands and Belgium ……Mr. Minister, I think they should still choose to follow the actions of France to cooperate. So we have to look at it. For now, just look at France."

Erich nodded slightly, and then said:

"So, what about France?"

"Well," Miss Fogel pursed her lips when she heard the words, and said, "Mr. McLean went to Fort Blois before. This may give a rough indication of France's position. After all, everyone I know, in France, the Blois family almost said nothing...but the destruction of Blois Castle made them--"

Before she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door suddenly again, and it seemed vaguely hurried.

"Minister! The principal of the French School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Mrs. Maxim is visiting!"

At this moment, Erich finally raised his head suddenly.