Chapter 1790

"Bang! Bang!"

Two dark shadows on her face were stopped directly by Hermione using the rules of gravity, while the last one was narrowly blocked a few feet away by the old housekeeper who had been doing nothing.

Until now, we have seen clearly what the other party threw to this side at last.

"Is this... Young dragon?"

Mrs. Maxim looked at the two black creatures that were pressed to the ground by the suddenly increased gravity and felt a little confused. Although they look very similar to the young black dragon of the Hebrew islands in appearance - they have rough and hard black scales, a row of ridges on their back as sharp as a razor, and an arrow like tip on the tip of their tail.

But what is different from the young black dragon of the hebdiri islands is that their posture not only has no characteristics of the young dragon, but looks more like an adult.

Moreover, their long and narrow eyes are not the unique purple of the black dragon, but the red with faint light.

"This is not a young dragon."

Erich, who was looking at the three black dragons, shook his head and said:

"This is a new variety of fire dragon specially bred and transformed by our Brandt family's Dragon farm... You know, the Brandt family is best at raising fire dragon, and the biggest capital input every year is the sales and supply of various materials on fire dragon."

Obviously, there are still many dragon farms in the world, and there are official and naturally private ones. The Brandt family started from the fire dragon. They have a lot of originality in the research of fire dragon.

"Anyway," Erich thought and then turned, "Miss Granger, are you really... Really going to fight my unreasonable family for me and Emily?"

By now, Erich doesn't need to disguise any more. As early as just now, he naturally took Ms. de Quinn's hand, and even when talking to others, they were still close together.

"Miss Granger, I think I must thank you... But let's go! It's unrealistic for us to fight the whole Brandt family alone!"

"That's better than we can't be together all our lives," de Quinn held his hand firmly, as if he were young again, "Erich, I thought I could be satisfied as long as I knew you might still love me. But now I understand that even if we are going to die in a moment, it is better to hold hands with you for a few more minutes."

Erich listened to what Ms. de Quinn said and looked at her affectionately:

"Emily..."

And right next to them, even Mrs. Maxim and Hermione, who contributed to all this, couldn't help smiling bitterly and looked away when they saw their boredom.

"In a word... Mr. Minister, can you deal with these three fire dragons first? Your family will probably come soon. At least we have to empty the people in the hall outside, and then wait for your family there."

"Oh! Yes, I'm sorry..." Erich said after gently kissing Ms. de Quinn. "Give them to me! As for the main hall... Miss Fogle, please inform the staff in the lower part of the hall and tell them that the main hall is temporarily blocked and no one will go again."

"Yes, minister."

Vogel, the liaison officer, looked at Erich and de Quinn beside him. After a little hesitation, he seemed to leave with a little loss on his face.

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A moment later, in the hall on the first floor of the Ministry of magic, Hermione was sitting in a back chair on one side and waiting silently. She clattered through a stack of cards in her hand, but her eyes remained at the open gate. Only occasionally did she slightly lower her head and glance at the runes on the cards.

Finally, the wand, as usual, learned to put Marca in the leather sleeve in the sleeve, and now it can be pulled out at any time.

Next to her, Mrs. Maxim and other people were also sitting there, and everyone looked very serious.

"Miss Granger," said Maxim coldly, again confirming to Hermione, "can you really handle it later? To tell you the truth, how sure?"

"Well," Hermione pulled the card a little, "if I have to be serious - I'm sorry, I'm not sure. After all, we don't know who will come and how many people will come later."

Since the real details of the Brandt family do not even know Erich, the successor of the new generation, it is obviously unwise to judge or make a conclusion based on the information so far.

However, she didn't regret her previous decision, because this is her "Maka's style" - at least she felt that even if Maka handled the matter in person, she would only rush more aggressively to Brandt's house to "argue" with each other, and the rest should be not much worse.

"Someone is coming."

Suddenly, Hermione suddenly put away the stack of Rune cards in her hand and frowned slightly outside the gate.

Hearing Hermione's words, Erich was the most responsive. Now he was sitting with Ms. de Quinn. When Hermione reminded him, he almost subconsciously touched the handle of his wand.

"Don't worry."

The old housekeeper patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to relax first.

"Even if you still have to do it in the end, I think as long as your family has some sense, they won't be stupid enough to do it at random."

Naturally, the Brandts are not all fools, and Erich is not. It was only because his nerves were always tight at this moment that as soon as he heard anything, he jumped up like a cat stepped on its tail.

Erich sat down again. After a while, two figures finally came in from the door.

One of them, of course, was the old man in grey robe who had returned, while the other, we found that it was a gorgeous wizard with some gray temples.

As soon as he saw each other, Erich, who was already nervous, froze.

"Excuse me... Who is Miss Granger?"

It can be seen that the male wizard walking in front of the grey robed old man looked at Erich as if he didn't see him and looked directly at Hermione and the three.

But after a little look, he knew which one he was looking for.