In a lounge for senior officials in the Parliament Building of the German Ministry of Magic, the lighting, partitions, ornaments and other furnishings are very simple. The room is mainly gray, with some beige and black jumps appropriately.

German Magic Minister Heinrich Telmann and his wife sat on the sofa in the lounge without saying a word and watched their seven-year-old daughter - exhausted by the frightened and exhausted war. The girl was sleeping sweetly on the couch on the other side, holding a doll pretending to be asleep in her arms.

"Dear, there is no hope, and it is inevitable to be defeated..." Telman looked at his daughter with a hint of weakness, and then his eyes were filled with expectations, "I think... maybe, I will arrange a few Aurors to secretly protect us, and maybe they may leave Germany..."

"Mr. Goring had prepared a floating boat for himself before... He had given up driving it and fled Germany." Mrs. Telman, who had been nervous before, leaned on the chair very calmly. "Mr. Allen Harris and his people have excellent prophecy. It is difficult to escape the other party's speculation wherever they go... Unless they are willing to live a dark life all year round... Because the previous Greek fire, whether you did it or not... other countries are hostile to them, and they are destined not to help hide... Heinrich, staying will make the Telman family more decent."

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

"Don't worry, as the wife of the Tailman family, Heinrich, I will stay with you..." Mrs. Tailman's hand was covered with her husband's hand, "as it said in the wedding vow..."

"I don't want you to stay and see me for trial by the British..." Tailemann shook his wife's hand and murmured, "Dear, I don't want you to see such a mess in my situation... nor do I want you to suffer with me... What's more, for the honor of the Tailemann family, I can't accept Harris's trial... Only death can prevent such insults..." When he said this, he realized that something was wrong, and raised his head, and said in horror and sadness, "You... you said with me, are you going to die with me! You don't have to do this..."

Mrs. Telman just looked at her husband, allowing the other party to see the firmness in it from her own eyes.

Realizing that his wife really wanted to live and die with him, Taierman was moved, but he was unwilling to continue to persuade: "Dear, you are still so young... What's more, there is our daughter, who needs you to accompany and raise..."

"I don't want to separate from you. As for Magda... I send her to my hometown in Austria, my parents are still young and will raise her." Mrs. Telman looked at her daughter reluctantly, but held her husband's hand tightly and refused to separate. "The child is not involved, and the UK will not attack such a young child and my parents."

Telman choked, his throat as if he was blocked.

"Mr. Goring also prepared a nautilus-shaped floating boat for us." Mrs. Telman looked at her daughter's quiet sleeping face, and said in a trembling voice like a knife. "You can send a few reliable Aurors to control it and send her daughter out safely. If a fight occurs here, those spells will inevitably hurt..."

Taierman knew his wife's character deeply. She looked gentle on the outside, but in fact, once she made a decision, she could not persuade her to change her mind. Unspeakable sadness and annoyance filled his heart. He choked up and couldn't speak, hugging his wife tightly.

Mrs. Tilman wanted to suppress her emotions in his arms, but tears kept flowing down, and her body trembled.

Until a little while, after the two of them had a little calmer, Telman, whose eyes were red, held down the bell on the table: "Let Weitman come in."

Then, Telman began to lean over and pick up the roll on the table and unfold it again, point it with a magic wand, and cleared a name, dipped it ink with a quill, and solemnly wrote Goring's name on it: "I had planned to let Denitz succeed the Minister of Magic after I died, but now I just let Goring enjoy it before falling... In fact, when Hess was minister... Goring and I had a good relationship for a while."

The door was politely ringing three times, but in the ears of the Taierman couple, it seemed like the death knell of death in the god of death. Mrs. Taierman walked to the sofa where her daughter was, knelt on one knee on the ground, gently stroked her daughter's black hair, and tears slid down her face silently.

"Sorry, Weitman... It seems that there is no way to give you the position of Director Auror that he promised to give you." Telman said apologetically when he saw this middle-aged man who looked a little honest and old-fashioned.

After hearing Telman's words, the middle-aged Auror was keenly aware of what might happen next. In his heart, he was shocked and surging his sadness from the old boss in front of him made him feel so uncomfortable that he bit his teeth tightly, suppressing his sadness for fear of waking up the sleeping girl next to him.

After listening to the story of the Delman and his wife, Weitman lowered his voice and solemnly promised: "Don't worry, as long as I still have a breath, I will do my best to take care of Miss Delman... I will live near my wife's hometown and do some work such as herbs... I will protect the Miss for the rest of my life..."

"No need to do this, just deliver it safely... This is the greatest help to me..." Telman, a little moved, stopped the other party from what he wanted to continue saying. He took out a suitcase with a traceless telescope from the drawer, and then took out three bags from it. "When you arrive, please give two of them to my wife's parents, and you can keep one for yourself... Sorry, but I deliberately made you not participate in it for insurance, so the UK should not make things difficult for you..."

Weitmann did not say anything, but stood attentively to the current interim minister's former director - he had made up his mind to fulfill his vow just now.

The Telmans maintained grace and returned the salute to him solemnly, and then moved away from the position.

The old-fashioned Auror did not go over immediately, but instead started to take off his Auror clothes in a bit of rudeness, then put on an ordinary wizard robe outside, and then carefully picked up his boss's child and strode away from the room.

As soon as the other party brought him to the door, Telman gave a few instructions to the contactor that looked like a bell, then walked over and helped his wife up. The two sat on the sofa and leaned tightly together, as if they were the only leaning on the world.

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

Three German Aurors gathered at the door of the Dellman lounge, looked at the room in silence, and then knocked three tentatively.
Chapter completed!