When Gorlin re-entered the Capitol building, a woman came out from the corner and asked worriedly, "Mr. Gorlin, have you seen any reinforcements from Bulgaria? Have the Americans arrived? "
"I'm afraid not yet … Mrs. Telman." Meeting the woman's expectant gaze, Gorlin impatiently tugged at his luxurious jeweled necklace. Although he and Telman were not on good terms with each other because of the competition for the position of department head, he was still a gentleman, so it was not good for him to be rude to a woman.
"Goebbels, didn't we reach an agreement with Bulgaria immediately after the English sent us the news of war? England chose to attack us first, shouldn't they send reinforcements? Why hasn't the United States of Magic said anything? " Mrs. Telman was so anxious that a few strands of her blonde hair fell from her ears. When she heard Harris' declaration of war, she was worried that her husband would be captured and sent to the Dementor's Kiss. Since her husband's nemesis came back from the balcony, she did not hesitate to ask.
"Madam … I suggest you leave as soon as possible." Gorlin raised his hand and looked at the time. He spoke a little hurriedly, "Just in case, I remember your hometown is Austria …"
"But Heinrich said that as long as we have reinforcements, we can buy some time. The other countries will not let the English invade us," Mrs. Telman recalled her husband's expression and tone and said firmly.
"Of course, it's best that way. If we can get reinforcements because of the relationship between Minister Telman and them, we can hold on for a while until the other wizards start to sympathize with us … Maybe we can change the situation of the war." Gorlin mumbled. Deep down, he thought that Telman, the mastermind of the attack, would most likely be pushed to the English. So he said with pity, "Mrs. Telman, I suggest you take your child back to your hometown in Austria. I can provide you with a nautilus-shaped floating city … It can be controlled by your family …" He saw that Mrs. Telman still wanted to say something, so he quickly added, "I'm sorry, madam. I still have a meeting to attend. Please forgive me for not being able to accompany you."
Blocking all the anxious and concerned gazes outside the door, Gorlin walked into the meeting room alone. He slowly scanned the room and took in everything in.
The group of high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic surrounded Telman and projected a map of Germany on the table. Most of Germany's regions were marked with red crosses, indicating the speed of Britain's advance. The executives in the room were vainly studying the current situation.
Hearing the commotion at the door, Telman looked up suspiciously and cursed inwardly. In order to obtain Gorlin's support and obtain the position of temporary minister after the declaration of war, Telman had no choice but to put the people on the floating ships under his control on top of his original control over all the floating ships in the country.
In order to obtain the position of temporary minister, Telman had put in a lot of effort. In addition to the deal with Gorlin, he also made temporary deals with other officials from the Ministry of Magic. In fact, if Harris had not stated that he wanted to arrest all the participants of the attack, no matter how much they were involved, and reorganize the German Ministry of Magic to let the other high-ranking officials know that no one could stay out of this matter, they would have handed Telman over to the English to appease their anger.
At least Telman had at least signed a wartime alliance with Bulgaria on the surface. He also claimed that the American radical party would help them. So at least when the position of minister was already at stake, no one was really willing to compete with him. Just like that, the former head of the Aura Office, Heinrich Telman, was pushed to the position of temporary minister and became the country's supreme commander in this tense wartime situation.
There was another important reason. Allen Harris had become famous as a prophet and a master of divination. Many of the officials who did participate in the attack had given up on the idea of escaping. So now the meeting room was filled with despair and destruction.
"How many wizards are in the city now? We have to settle them down well. There can't be any chaos, "Telman said sternly. Looking at the red crosses on the map, he raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows. "The Ministry of Magic alone can't do anything to the English. We have to mobilize the German wizards.
"I think those witches or children can also go up and help out …" Gorlin reminded him of the idea that had sprouted from the balcony just now. In fact, Gorlin was not as confident in the defensive offensive as he was outside. Currently, all of Germany's plans were based on the fact that Eren himself and the goddess behind him did not make a move. There was only a possibility that they could defend against ordinary people.
Gorlin did not completely understand what he meant, but the other members knew what he was trying to do. With the current strength of Germany, it was hopeless to just rely on defense to hold back the English wizard army. Even if they could hold on for a longer time with reinforcements, and even if the magic circles of other countries were unwilling to let the English become stronger, there was a limit to what they could do for the sake of their own interests such as the floating city and their desire for revenge. They would not sacrifice too much for Germany.
If the witches and underage wizards could participate in the defense system, it would make the English more cautious when attacking for the sake of their reputation. Thus, they would be able to buy more time. If they were hurt, they could even act pitiful, which would undoubtedly help Germany gain more sympathy.
"Actually, settling them down is not a problem. The number of refugees is much less than we expected," Joachim said in a depressed tone. He had just received the news not long ago. "Many Germans may feel that it has nothing to do with them, so they have chosen to surrender to Harris directly. There are also many wizards who have fled to other countries …"
"A bunch of cowards!" Telman slammed his fist on the table. He paused and asked, "What's our situation now?"
"The enemy is constantly breaking through our defense line. They have now taken over all the important places other than Berlin …" Joachim, who was in charge of intelligence, sounded a little weak. In fact, the bad news was much more despairing when he saw the data than when he was telling them.
Gorlin, who was also a little depressed by the news, asked, "Did the greatest light wizard, Dumbledore, not react? Did he just let his country invade our country? "
"Because that light wizard might think that the explosion was really caused by us … Besides, he has already been beaten into submission by Harris." Telman held the quill and drew on the map with his finger. He sounded very confident. "It's better to ask for help. Since the English are attacking us, Bulgaria will come to our aid …" His eyes were fixed on the map in front of him. "If America is smart enough, they will also come to our aid. They will know that if we are defeated, the English will collect more evidence … They will not be able to escape sooner or later …"
"So, have the Bulgarian reinforcements set off?" Gorlin, who had been silent for a long time after entering the room, asked the question that was on everyone's mind.
"I contacted them earlier. They are in a meeting to discuss it." Telman did not have the time to care about his old rival's direct question. He was more concerned about the situation in Bulgaria. "Joachim, contact our people in Obalonsk and ask about the situation."
Joachim did not say a word after receiving the order. He took out his wand and pointed it at the fireplace in the room. Flames immediately sprang up in the fireplace, and not long after, the head of a wizard with short curly hair stood upright in the flames.
"How is the meeting in Bulgaria? Have the reinforcements set off? "Joachim asked straightforwardly.
"Director-General …" The wizard's forehead was covered in sweat. He took a deep breath and cried out decisively, "The English female Aura, Penello Krivat, led a team … They attacked Bulgaria's capital, Sofia … In fact, she threw a few dung eggs at the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic from the ship. The Bulgarian Ministry of Magic immediately launched a coup d 'état. They captured the Bulgarian Minister of Ministry of Magic Obalonsk and sent him to the floating ship … They are now going to capture his wife from the Monte family …"
The entire German conference room fell into a dead silence.
Telman's eyebrows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a mosquito. He raised his hand to support his glasses, but his three fingers were trembling non-stop. He removed the glasses from his face. Under his greasy hair, his white eyebrows were tightly knitted together.
"Scum! I came to Hebei Province! (Versage! Unddoch habeichallein!) "
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