All things are three at Hogwarts

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.

Germany's Minister of Magic Heinrich Thalmann and his wife sat on the sofa in the lounge without saying a word, watching their seven-year-old daughter, who was exhausted from the shock and fatigue of the war. She was sleeping soundly on the couch on the other side, with a doll pretending to sleep in her arms.

"My dear, there is no hope anymore. Defeat is inevitable..." Thalmann looked at his daughter showing a hint of weakness, and then his eyes filled with hope, "I think... maybe, we can arrange for a few Aurors to secretly escort her later. We fled, maybe even left Germany..."

"Mr. Göring had prepared a floating boat for himself before... He had given up driving it to escape Germany." Mrs. Thalmann, who had been very nervous before, now leaned back on her chair very calmly, "Mr. Alan Harris and his people have excellent prophetic abilities. It is difficult to escape the other party's speculation wherever they go... Unless you are willing to live a life of darkness all year round... Because of the previous Greek fire, no matter whether you did it or not... The hostility of other countries means that they will not help hide him... Heinrich, staying here will make the Thälmann family more dignified."

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

"Don't worry, as the wife of the Thalmann family, Heinrich, I will stay with you..." Mrs. Thalmann's hand covered the back of her husband's hand, "Just like the wedding vows said... "

"I don't want you to stay and watch me being tried by the British..." Thalmann shook his wife's hand back and murmured, "My dear, I don't want you to see me in such an embarrassing state... nor do I want you to You are suffering with me... What's more, for the honor of the Thalmann family, I must not accept Harris's trial... and only death can prevent me from such an insult..." When he said this, he realized that something was wrong and raised his head. , said with some horror and sadness, "You...you said you would go with me, but you want to go to death with me! You don't have to be like this..."

Mrs. Thalmann just looked at her husband, letting him see the determination in her eyes.

Realizing that his wife really wanted to live and die with him, Thalmann was moved, but he was unwilling to continue persuading: "My dear, you are still so young...not to mention our daughter, she needs You raised me with me..."

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

Thalmann swallowed harder, as if his throat was blocked and he couldn't speak.

"Mr. Göring has also prepared a Nautilus-shaped floating vessel for us." Mrs. Thalmann looked at her daughter's peaceful sleeping face with reluctance, and said in a trembling voice with her heart cut like a knife, "You can send your reliable A few Aurors will control it and send my daughter out safely. If there is a battle here, those curses will inevitably hurt..."

Thalmann deeply understood his wife's character. She seemed gentle on the outside, but in fact once she made a decision, he could not persuade her to change her mind. Unspeakable sadness and annoyance filled his heart, and he was speechless. He turned sideways and hugged his wife tightly.

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

After a short while, after the two of them had calmed down a bit, Thälmann, with red eyes, pressed the bell on the table and said, "Let Wittmann come in."

Then Thälmann began to lean over and pick up the parchment on the table and re-unfold it. He tapped on it with his wand. After clearing a name, he dipped his quill in ink and solemnly marked Göring one stroke at a time. His name was written on it: "I originally planned to let Dönitz succeed the Minister of Magic after my death, but now I simply let Goering have a good time before the fall... In fact, speaking of it, when Hess was still the Minister... Goering and I, we had a good relationship for a while."

The door was knocked politely three times, but to the ears of Mr. and Mrs. Thalmann, it was like the death knell. Mrs. Thalmann walked to the sofa where her daughter was, knelt on one knee on the ground, and gently raised her hand. Touching her daughter's black hair, tears slid silently down her face.

"I'm sorry, Wittmann... It seems that I can't give you the position of Auror Director that I promised you." Thalmann said apologetically when he saw this middle-aged man who looked even somewhat honest and old-fashioned.

After listening to Thalmann's words, the middle-aged Auror was keenly aware of what might happen next. In addition to being frightened, 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. I was sad for fear of waking up the sleeping little girl next to me.

After listening to the Thalmann couple's story, Wittmann lowered his voice and solemnly promised: "Please rest assured, as long as I am alive, I will do my best to take good care of Miss Thalmann... I will be near Madam's hometown." Live here and do some work like growing herbal medicine...I will spend the rest of my life protecting the lady..."

"It doesn't have to be like this, just deliver it safely... This is the biggest help to me..." The somewhat moved Thalmann stopped what the other party wanted to say. He took out a traceless telescopic ball from the drawer. He cursed the 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. You can keep one for yourself... I'm sorry, but I deliberately kept you from participating for the sake of insurance. The UK should I won’t embarrass you…”

Wittmann did not say anything, but stood at attention and performed a wizard's salute to the current interim minister and former director. He had already made up his mind to fulfill the oath he had just made.

The Thalmanns maintained their elegance and solemnly returned the greeting to him, and then made way for them.

The old-fashioned Auror did not go over immediately. Instead, he was rude and started to take off his Auror clothes, and then put on an ordinary wizard robe. Then he carefully picked up his boss's child and strode Left the room.

As soon as the other party came to the door, Thalmann gave a few instructions to the communicator that looked like a bell, then walked over and helped his wife up. The two of them sat on the sofa and leaned closely together, as if they were the world to each other. Like the only one to rely on.

Thalmann hugged his wife deeply, and then the two faced each other face to face. Thalmann looked into his wife's eyes painfully and tried to make a final inquiry, but Mrs. Thalmann looked back without any hesitation, her eyes full of determination.

Three German Aurors gathered at the door of Thalmann's lounge, silently looking at the door of the room, and then knocked three times tentatively.

"Okay, please wait a moment, thank you." The voice of the temporary minister came from inside the door. Suddenly, from the crack in the door, you could see a dazzling green light flashing in the room, and then there was a man who was so depressed that he looked like he was hurt. There were beastly sobbing sounds, and in the shocked gazes of several Aurors, there was a flash of green light, causing the room inside to fall into deathly silence.