Chapter 1784 Meeting

"Beauxbatons?"

How should I say it? An unexpected but reasonable visitor——Erich nodded towards the employee who came in to report, and then waved his hand back:

"I see, you go there first! Say I'll be there in a while... Take care of me and don't neglect me."

Seeing the other party leave again and again from the door, he turned his head subconsciously, and exchanged glances with Fogel who was waiting at the side.

"Is it such a coincidence?" Seeing Erich looking at her, Miss Fogel couldn't help asking, "We just talked about the situation in France, and Madame Maxime came here."

But at this, Erich immediately shook his head.

"Coincidence? Let me tell you, it's only a matter of time." He frowned and said, "Although McClain can confront Hai Erbo head-on, it is obvious that there is still a gap in strength between him and Hai Erbo. Now, he has been pushed repeatedly by Haierbo, and he is obviously showing signs of fatigue...and in this situation, it is almost inevitable to seek help."

"Then..." Fogel couldn't help asking while listening, "If this is really the case, should we help?"

"do not know."

Erich was silent for a while, and finally shook his head slightly, giving such an answer. Then, he took down a file from the top of the data pile on the right, looked at a magic photo of Maca on it and said in a deep voice:

"Accordingly, this favor should be done - that 'despicable Haierbo' is an enemy, and it is the kind of 'enemy who cannot become a friend'. If he is not eliminated, the strange fog will sooner or later wipe the entire Europe...and even the whole world is shrouded...such a future is unimaginable for us now."

As he was speaking, he suddenly sighed again.

"But the question is, do we have the strength to defeat that 'monster' Haierbo?"

If enough forces are organized, Haierbo may be eradicated from this world—perhaps as long as he is willing to think, there are not a few people who can think so. However, as the heir of the Brandt family and as a wizard who has been gifted since childhood, Erich is not so optimistic at all.

Hai Erbo is a real and famous ancient dark wizard. He was already a famous existence in ancient Greece. But in today's era, as far as Erich's well-read understanding is concerned, this is simply equivalent to a terrible incident like a tiger entering a flock.

Yes, instead of asking himself why he was so "weak" even though he was also a wizard, Erich was even more surprised at how that Maca McLean grew up to be able to fight Haier Bo.

Compared with the other party, the "genius" in others' mouths is like a kind of irony.

Therefore, his sentence "Do we have the strength to win the battle" just now may be more like asking himself.

Thinking of this, Erich couldn't help turning his head and glanced into the corner. However, the old wizard who had been standing in the shadow of the corner didn't react at all.

Seeing this, Erich had no choice but to retract his gaze, propped up the table and stood up.

"Let's go! Go see Mrs. Maxim who came from afar, and then... In short, let's politely refuse!"

"I, do I want to go too?" Fogel asked immediately after hearing this.

Erich walked around the table towards the door, and said casually:

"Of course! You are a diplomatic liaison officer. It is reasonable to follow me to meet Mrs. Maxime—remember to watch the situation later and help me get rid of trouble."

"Oh! Yes, Minister."

Before the words were finished, the two walked out from the door one after another, and at the next moment, the figure in the corner of the office suddenly disappeared from the spot.

...

The German Ministry of Magic has relatively little information in books. At least Hermione has read so many books, and she has hardly seen any detailed descriptions.

And this time, it was also the first time she had come to this place.

After getting off the carriage in front of the square building, she followed Mrs. Maxim and the old housekeeper, led by several Ministry of Magic staff, all the way to this living room and sat down.

To be honest, this building actually has a cold feeling from the inside to the outside.

Gray and tough walls, corridors with overly bright magic lights, and top-painted murals with a heavy sense of history but slightly monotonous colors. Everything in this building exuded an inexplicable sense of oppression, which made her feel a little uncomfortable while being fresh.

Fortunately, this kind of unhappiness was more or less tolerable, and it wouldn't make her want to leave this place urgently.

"Does it feel strange?" The old butler gestured towards Hermione, "Perhaps you have noticed that there is not a single window in this building—not a single one."

If the old butler hadn't said anything, Hermione really wouldn't have noticed this for a while. She was about to ask the old butler if he knew why, but when she saw the other party, she said directly:

"Actually, the German Ministry of Magic was originally a fortress - its walls were cast with a large number of protective spells, and it has experienced the test of wizard wars. Later, the war ended and peace came, but the German wizards discovered that even they I can't even make any changes to it... here it comes."

Suddenly, there were two soft knocks on the door, which made the old butler stop talking and did not continue. At the same time, Ms. De Quin, who was sitting next to Mrs. Maxim, also froze, as if her whole body was frozen there.

Obviously, no matter how determined you are to correct your mentality beforehand, those who should be nervous will still be nervous when the end comes.

"Crack."

The doorknob of the hall door was turned, and then Hermione saw a handsome uncle who was approaching middle age but still handsome walked in from outside with steady steps.

"Is that the man that Ms. De Quinn has been obsessed with for so many years?" Hermione observed the other party carefully, and secretly said, "Indeed, if you only look at the appearance, this is indeed a man who can make people unforgettable. Even though he is no longer young, his charm is still undiminished, and even more mature because of his age."

But at the next moment, when this middle-aged man with outstanding appearance and temperament passed Madam Maxim's side, his footsteps stopped and he froze in place for an instant.

"Oh! I saw her!"

Hermione smiled secretly - to have such a big reaction, at least you can know that the other party has never forgotten De Quinn in his heart. How should I say it? Is this a good start?

Just as she was thinking about it, suddenly, a strange feeling rose in Hermione's heart, and she immediately put those thoughts aside.

"what happened?"