Chapter 2348 Bitterness and Sweetness in Belgium

Compared with Germany, which is now facing the invasion of the army of living corpses, Belgium, which is also adjacent to the disaster area of ​​the Netherlands, is lucky, and almost all of this is due to Willie who chose to lead the family to counterattack the living corpses from the northern border of Belgium.

But this is not a coincidence after all.

Since the Minister of Magic of Belgium, Ms. De Quinn, was familiar with Mrs. Maxime, and remembered that she had assisted Hermione when the Resistance Alliance was established not long ago, it was precisely knowing this that Willie decided to enter the Netherlands from Belgium.

It was precisely because the Blois family established their stronghold on the border between Belgium and the Netherlands that Belgium was not invaded by living corpses. For this, probably the whole of Belgium owes Willy a thank you.

In fact, at this moment, Ms. De Quin is silently grateful for all of this, for the extravagant peace and tranquility in front of her eyes...

"Minister, the northern border is still relatively safe today. Even if there were a few fish that escaped the net occasionally, they were all cleared by the patrol team of the Bulova family before crossing the border. Thanks to them, our country, whether it is a wizard or a Muggles still maintain an orderly pace of life... It's just that it will take more time to move the people from the north to the south."

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

Now is an extraordinary period. The misinformation office, which may not have a few serious jobs throughout the year, is completely busy, but probably no one likes the feeling of running around for a crisis.

It can be seen that the room chief not only has a messy beard and hair, but also has a tired expression on his face. Looking at his appearance, I'm afraid he hasn't been able to sleep well for many days.

Of course, as a minister, Ms. de Quin is not much better than him.

"Very good," De Quinn, who was sitting behind the desk, nodded immediately after hearing the other party's report, "Thanks to that young Miss Blois, at least there hasn't been any major trouble! As for the relocation of the people , I can't help it, I can't be in a hurry... But to be honest, even I am like this in Belgium, and I really can't imagine what the situation in Germany is like now."

"Anyway, it's a mess!" The head of the error message office in front of him twitched his lips, and his expression obviously became a little subtle, "If this goes on... Hey, the Brandt family will definitely not be able to handle it, but they don't know When do you run... oh! I'm sorry ma'am, I mean—"

As he was talking, he seemed to suddenly realize that this should not be said in front of De Quin, and he wanted to forcefully redeem it in a hurry. But at this time, Ms. De Quin waved her hand lightly, stopping his meaningless explanation.

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

"Uh," the other party shut his mouth in embarrassment, and after a few seconds of awkward silence, he nodded apologetically and said, "Then... I'm going down to do things."

"Okay," De Quinn nodded at him again, "You also pay attention to taking time to rest, this time has worked hard for you."

"It is my responsibility."

The head of the error message office finished speaking, and finally bowed slightly and went out from the door. As the door closed, De Quinn behind the desk couldn't help taking off his glasses and leaning back on the chair, rubbing his sore brows vigorously. .

And at the next moment, with a soft "squeak", the door in the corner diagonally behind her was suddenly pulled open,

A slender figure came out of the room.

"Emily, don't let people rest, you should take a good rest first! With your current state, you can't do anything... There are still these documents that need to be reviewed? Come on, let me do it for you Come on!"

The person who came was a middle-aged wizard with a handsome appearance and a calm expression. He spoke with an aura that was irresistible. Although De Quinn has been the minister of the Ministry of Magic for so long, he is still inferior to him.

But fortunately, she doesn't seem to be unable to accept this gap...or, in fact, she has long been accustomed to this feeling.

"Erich, you don't have to... oh, fine!"

De Quinn stood up from the chair obediently, gave up the desk to the other party, and even waved his wand and poured a cup of tea for the other party on the desk.

Seeing that the other party sat down indifferently, and dealt with the pile of report documents very skillfully, De Quinn stood by and watched for a while, then walked to the side sofa with his teacup and sat down.

The tea in the cup had already cooled down, but she didn't care about this little thing, so she ate some snacks on the coffee table in front of her with herbal tea.

After filling her somewhat empty belly, she leaned on the soft sofa cushions again and looked up at the man who was sitting behind her desk and working skillfully.

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

Yes, Erich Brandt has always been a very good wizard. Whether it was when he was studying at Beauxbatons, or when he was working at the German Ministry of Magic—even now that he has become a man who looks like a vagrant, it is still the same.

Otherwise, how could De Quinn have been obsessed with each other for ten years and almost be alone all his life?

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

"'Two periods'? What was the other period? When I was a child?"

The middle-aged man behind the desk didn't look up, but was slightly distracted and asked a casual question while writing something rustlingly.

"It's good to have parents who loved me when I was young, but it's a pity that the answer is wrong." Although De Quin is well maintained, he is no longer young, but at this time he seems to have returned to the most beautiful age at the beginning. The little girl chuckled and said, "I want to say, and the days after you and I were together... don't you think so?"

"Oh! Yes, of course, yes—"

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

However, at this moment, the door of the office was knocked suddenly again, interrupting the bittersweet private time between the two of them like Belgian chocolate.

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

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