Chapter 1447 ? Green Light

In a lounge for high-ranking officials in the Reichstag of the German Ministry of Magic, the lamps, partitions, and ornaments are very simple. The room is mainly gray, with some beige and black jumping appropriately.

Germany's Minister of Magic Heinrich Thälmann and his wife sat silently on the sofa in the lounge watching their seven-year-old daughter - exhausted from the fright and fatigue of the war, The little girl was sleeping sweetly on the couch on the other side, holding a doll pretending to be asleep in her arms.

"My dear, there is no hope, and defeat is inevitable..." Thalmann looked at his daughter showing a trace of weakness, and then looked expectantly, "I think...maybe, I will arrange a few Aurors to secretly guard her later. We fled, and perhaps it was possible to leave Germany..."

"Mr. Goering prepared a floating boat for himself before... He has given up driving it to escape from Germany." Mrs. Thälmann, who had been nervous before, leaned back on her chair very calmly. "Mr. Alan Harris and his people have excellent prophecy abilities, and it is difficult to escape the other party's speculation about where to go...Unless you are willing to live a life of darkness all year round...Because of the previous Greek fire, whether it was done by you or not …The hostility of those other countries is also doomed not to help hide… Heinrich, staying will make the Thälmanns more dignified.”

The hope in Thälmann's eyes dimmed. Unlike Goering, as the primary participant, he had nowhere to escape.

"Don't worry, as the wife of the Thälmanns, Heinrich, I will stay with you..." Mrs. Thälmann put her hand on the back of her husband's, "Just like the wedding vows... "

"I don't want you to stay and watch me being judged by the British..." Thalmann shook his wife's hand and murmured, "Honey, I don't want you to see me in such a mess... and I don't want You are suffering with me...not to mention, for the honor of the Thalmann family, I must not accept Harris' trial...and only death can save me from such insults..." When he said this, he realized something was wrong and raised his head , said with some horror and sadness, "You... You said you are with me, so you want to go to death with me! You don't have to be like this..."

Mrs. Thälmann just looked at her husband, letting the other party see the firmness in her eyes.

Realizing that his wife really wanted to live and die with him, Thälmann was moved, but he was unwilling to continue to persuade: "Honey, you are still so young... let alone our daughter, she needs You grew up with me..."

"I don't want to be separated from you. As for Magda...send her to her hometown in Austria. My parents are still young and will bring her up." Mrs. Thälmann looked at her daughter reluctantly, but held her tightly Holding her husband's hand and refusing to let go, "The child has not participated in anything, and the UK will not take action against such a young child and my parents."

Thalmann choked up, unable to speak as if his throat was blocked.

"Mr. Goring has also prepared a nautilus-shaped airship for us.

Mrs. Thälmann looked at her daughter's peaceful sleeping face reluctantly, and said in a trembling voice, "You can send your reliable Aurors to control it and send your daughter out safely. If something happens here Fighting, those spells will inevitably hurt..."

Thälmann had a deep understanding of his wife's character. She looked gentle on the outside, but in fact, once a decision was made, he could not persuade her to change her mind. Unspeakable sadness and annoyance filled his heart, he choked up and couldn't speak, and hugged his wife tightly sideways.

Madame Thälmann tried to suppress her emotions in his arms, but the tears kept flowing down, and her body trembled accordingly.

After a while, when the two of them stabilized a little, Thalmann, with red eyes, pressed the bell on the table: "Let Wittmann come in."

Then, Thälmann leaned over to pick up the parchment on the table and unfolded it again, dotted on it with a magic wand, erased a name, dipped it in ink with a quill pen, and solemnly wrote Goering one stroke at a time. His name was written on it: "I originally planned to let Denitz succeed me as the Minister of Magic after my death, but now I simply let Goring live his addiction before the fall... Actually speaking, when Hess was still the Minister... Me and Goering, we had a good relationship for a while."

The door was knocked three times very politely, but it sounded like the death knell to the ears of the Thälmanns. Mrs. Thälmann walked to the sofa where her daughter was, knelt on the ground with her hands gently Touching her daughter's black hair, tears silently rolled down her face.

"I'm sorry, Wittmann... It seems that I can't give you the position of director of the Auror that I promised you." Thalmann said apologetically when he saw this honest-looking middle-aged strong man.

After listening to Thalmann's words, the middle-aged Auror was keenly aware of what might happen next, and the sadness of his old boss welling up in front of him made him so uncomfortable that he gritted his teeth and suppressed his emotions. Sad for fear of waking up the sleeping little girl next to her.

After listening to the story of the Thälmanns, Wittmann lowered his voice and solemnly promised: "Please rest assured, as long as I am alive, I will do my best to take care of Miss Thälmann... I will be near the house of Mrs. Live here and do some work like planting herbs...I will spend the rest of my life protecting Miss..."

"It doesn't have to be like this, just deliver it safely... This is the greatest help to me..." Thalmann, who was a little moved, stopped the other party from continuing to say, and he took out from the drawer an invisible telescopic Curse suitcase, and then took out three bags from it, "When you arrive, please feel free to give two of them to my wife's parents, and you can keep one for yourself... Sorry, but I deliberately kept you out of participation for insurance, the UK should I won't embarrass you..."

Wittmann didn't say anything, but stood at attention and gave a wizard salute to the former director of the current interim minister—he had made up his mind to fulfill his oath just now.

The Thälmanns politely returned the salute to him, and then stepped aside.

The old-fashioned Auror didn't go over immediately, but started to take off his Auror clothes with some impoliteness, and then put on an ordinary wizard robe outside, and then carefully picked up the boss's child and strode left the room.

As soon as the other party closed the door, Thälmann gave a few words to the communicator that looked like a bell, and then walked over to help his wife up, and the two sat on the sofa close to each other, as if they were the world The only one to rely on.

Thälmann hugged his wife deeply, and then the two faced each other. Thälmann looked into his wife's eyes in pain and tried to make a final question, but Mrs. Thälmann looked back without hesitation, and her eyes were full of determination.

The three German Aurors gathered at the door of Thälmann's lounge, looked at the room in silence, and knocked three times tentatively.

"Okay, please wait a moment, thank you." The interim minister's voice came from inside the door, and suddenly, through the crack of the door, a dazzling green light flashed in the room, and then came the sound of a man who was suppressed as if injured. There was a beast-like sobbing sound, and in the shocked eyes of several Aurors, there was another flash of green light, making the room inside dead silent.