Chapter 2085

"Da... Da... Da... Da."

A pair of shiny hard soled leather shoes "pattered" on the smooth floor of the front hall of the Federation building, walked quickly to the front desk with a burning but strong calm momentum, and suddenly stood in front of a receptionist's seat.

"Where are the people?"

Of course, the receptionist noticed him when he came in from the door.

But... The front desk of the Federation is different from other places. In order to ensure absolute fairness, impartiality and openness, all the wizards who can serve as receptionists here come from several top forces in the European magic world, including the brova family.

Here, they are responsible for supervising and recording all external official exchanges of the Federation, and at the same time, they supervise each other. Although their position within the staff of the Federation has always felt a little detached from the edge, their status is determined not to be low.

"I'm sorry, Councillor yonescu, who do you mean?" the receptionist witch asked him calmly.

It must be said that the situation of the Federation members sent by the ministries of magic in this building is somewhat delicate. If the background is strong, all aspects of nature will respect one-third; But if the background is very general, the weight of this congressman's speech may not be comparable to those receptionists at the front desk.

As for the strength of the Romanian Ministry of magic behind jonescu... If he hadn't been shy behind the ass of Brandt's house in Germany all the time, it might be difficult to protect his current embarrassing position.

But... Of course, he's also a joint member, isn't he?

"It's just... IDA Brandt, I heard she came to the headquarters building. I want to find her." after all, jonescu still dared not play any tricks at the front desk. After saying so, he still had to explain, "you should know that Ms. Dumitru and I are in charge of a business related to her."

After saying that, he also deliberately turned to the briefcase in his hand and took out a document from it.

"Just a moment, please."

The receptionist reached for the document, opened it, swept several seals on it with a magic wand, and then explained while handing it back to yonescu:

"Miss IDA Brandt has been taken to the underground waiting room, where President aginbad will meet in person. At present, no one is allowed to have any form of contact with her."

"What -" jonescu felt a rush when he heard the speech, but finally he pursed his mouth and nodded slightly, "OK, I know."

With these words, he turned around and walked to the door again. He sighed secretly.

"Still a little late? But... Why? Why did the little girl recover? No, I have to go to Brandt's house as soon as possible."

When yonescu hurried away from the Federation headquarters, IDA was very uneasy in the waiting room deep underground.

To tell the truth, although this waiting room sounds terrible, the environment is actually good. There are no shackles and chains, let alone torture cages. At most, the metal armchair fixed on the ground and engraved with many alchemy symbols in the middle of the room will make people feel a little uncomfortable.

She, however, had not even been invited to sit down in that chair, but had just been arranged on a sofa.

Of course, it would be better if there were not so many guards inside and outside the door!

Just after more than ten minutes of anxiety in her heart, suddenly another sound of footsteps sounded from the corridor outside, gradually approaching this side step by step.

Then, while the guards separated one after another, babajid akinbad, the president of the Federation with an eye mask, a crutch and an empty sleeve, finally appeared in IDA's sight.

It must be said that if it is only one of the old wounds, it may feel like a medal full of experience in the eyes of others. But if there are more injuries, I'm afraid there will be only embarrassment and desolation left.

Now aginbad belongs to the latter.

Unfortunately, even so, he has not been able to withdraw from this seat. It's not that he doesn't want to, but that others don't let him.

"Miss IDA Brandt, isn't she?"

Aginbad's character has not changed much. He is kind and friendly, making people feel kind. But after all, he is also an old man. He wants to change and can't go anywhere.

"Sorry, I can't say that, but... Miss Brandt, you look very embarrassed! Do you have any injuries?"

As he spoke, he was escorted by the escort to another sofa on IDA's right and sat down gently.

"Well... I can't say it's very good, but it's OK. It's no big deal." IDA replied, followed by the sidewalk, "Mr. aginbad, there are several things I must report to you as soon as possible. It's very urgent. First of all, Mrs. maxim, she... She needs help! She..."

Perhaps what she wanted to say was too complicated and urgent, so that IDA confused her thinking for a moment.

"Don't worry. Some things are too urgent to be urgent. Speak slowly from beginning to end." aginbad comforted. "What I know now is that you have become a living corpse and were led away by Mrs. Maxim... What happened after that?"

"Yes... The living corpse, right..." IDA trembled her lips and hurriedly said, "it was the owner... My uncle who made me a living corpse in busbarton. In order to recover me and testify to this evil, Mrs. Maxim used some method I didn't know to transfer the power of living corpseization to herself!"

"Transfer to yourself?"

After hearing this, aginbad immediately fell into silence with all kinds of surprise.

To be honest, if Maxim had done so, she would not have been very rational. But now is obviously not the time to think about it.

"Miss Brandt, where is Mrs. Maxim?" aginbad asked again after a moment of meditation.

"Still in France," IDA said hurriedly, "in a Muggle town - when I woke up, I saw that she bound herself with a magic chain, and she was hurt."

Hearing what she said, aginbad immediately asked her to tell the specific location of the town, and then asked the guard to inform several members of the bench.

In the Federation, he trusted the judges who had worked with him and had a great relationship with Dumbledore.

And just then, I heard IDA say in a hurry:

"And... And... I want to see Miss Hermione Granger! I have to see her again!"