Chapter 1780

For Belgium, the threat is almost at hand.

Facing the fog on the other side of the Strait, de Quinn is at a loss recently. He is not even in the mood to mention a lot of magic school affairs that he usually talks about.

It must be said that as a minister of magic, she is still very good in ability - since the end of the chaotic era caused by greenward, all previous ministers of magic in Belgium have basically been more than successful and less than successful. After all these years, I've barely recovered from the most depressed state... Of course, it's just "some".

After taking office, de Quinn not only built a wizard school, but also introduced a lot of investment. Hermione had never seen the lively street scene before her succession.

It can be said that Belgium has a tendency to prosper again in recent years.

However, although de Quinn is good at internal governance, he is not good at dealing with external crises. In particular... This is actually a great disaster caused by the revival of the ancient black wizard and the strong.

Even if she still has some "means" that are less visible, it is impossible to deal with the attack of fog and the army of corpses. Let alone a cold-blooded and cruel "despicable Haier Bo" standing behind.

"Dudu."

Suddenly, two familiar knocks came from the door - it was her secretary.

"Please come in."

Before the words fell, the door of the office was opened. A young woman in a black suit came in from the outside and stood slightly at the door.

"Minister, Mrs. ollim maxim, the principal of busbarton, is visiting. She is waiting for you in the reception room now."

"Mrs Maxim?"

De Quinn pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. After a little consideration with his lips, he finally nodded.

"I see. Please ask her to wait for the film... No, I'd better go right now! Wait outside first and I'll come out right away."

When the young secretary heard this, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he stepped out with great eyesight. Without de Quinn's warning, she immediately closed the door.

Watching the secretary leave the office, de Quinn picked up the wand on the table and gently pointed to a cabinet door behind him. The next moment, accompanied by a burst of movement that the latch bounced open, the cabinet door automatically opened, and a golden key floated out of it.

De quinillo looked into his hand and grabbed the key in his hand.

After that, she just pushed the cabinet door, and then walked directly to the door - obviously, there was only such a key in the locked magic cabinet, and there was nothing else.

"Let's go!"

When he opened the door, de Quinn greeted the Secretary and took the lead to the reception room.

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Hermione was sitting on a comfortable sofa and the old housekeeper was sitting next to her. After they came here and sat down, they didn't say anything, but enjoyed the tapestry decoration in the reception room.

Belgian tapestries are quite famous. In the past, many large families in other countries would send people to buy them, and then take them back to decorate their castles and manors.

As for Mrs. Maxim... No matter how much she usually refuses to admit her blood, her extra tall figure becomes more and more obvious at this time. Hermione and the old housekeeper couldn't sit down. Fortunately, the staff of the Ministry of magic in charge of entertaining them got a double sofa in advance, which saved Mrs. Maxim from the embarrassment of asking for a change of chair on the spot.

"Please have tea... The minister will be here soon. Before that, please take a break to relieve the fatigue of coming all the way."

Busbarton's Magic Horse and cart flies smoothly and fast. Naturally, it will not produce so-called "fatigue". If you choose the phantom shape shifting spell, you don't need to rest. However, even if it's just polite words, it can well express each other's thoughtful care. Of course, it's very comfortable to listen to it.

However, except for the most calm old housekeeper, Hermione and Mrs. Maxim were obviously somewhat absent-minded. They just nodded their thanks, but they were all thinking about their own things.

"Harry, they don't know if there's any danger," Hermione muttered to herself.

Although most of the reconnaissance operations were planned by her, worry was still indispensable. If she didn't have her own task to complete, in fact, she would prefer to go back to England instead of Harry and others.

While Hermione was worried, a sound of footsteps sounded in the corridor outside. Soon Hermione heard only a slight knock at the door, and a figure pushed the door in.

"Is this Ms. de Quinn?"

In fact, it can be found at the first glance that de Quinn is obviously no longer young, and the ruthless years have carved many traces on her face. But even so, everyone can still see her beauty.

Hermione was thinking and saw Mrs. Maxim stand up and greet each other.

"De Quinn, I haven't seen you for a long time... I remember we met much less after you graduated. The last time I saw you, it seemed that I was at your youngest sister millielle's wedding dinner..."

Mrs. Maxim was very enthusiastic. After all, she was de Quinn's assistant professor when she was at busbarton.

At that time, Maxim was actually very young, and de Quinn was not only excellent in his studies, but also kind to others. He never resisted Maxim's "huge" figure.

Therefore, even after graduation, they have their own pursuit and achievements, and often communicate with each other to maintain the communication between friends.

However, perhaps because of this pure friendship, even if de Quinn encountered something difficult to deal with, he never wanted to trouble each other. At the same time, Mrs. Maxim basically thought the same.

But this time, in the face of a huge disaster, it is obviously impossible to fight alone.

So Mrs. Maxim first thought of the most trusted friend in her heart - even if they had not met directly for a long time, she knew that de Quinn must be reliable.

Of course, there is a more important reason why Maxim came to her first.

"Come on, de Quinn, let me introduce you -" Mrs. Maxim suddenly motioned to the old housekeeper and Hermione, "I think you must know him. Mr. Butler of the broois family in France can often see him on many important occasions. This one is Miss Hermione Granger of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry... You should know that she is here today on behalf of Mr. Marca McLean."