HP's Foreign Land

Heinrich Müller was gone, leaving the mess behind and returning unharmed.

Heimdall didn't embarrass him, even if he did, it wouldn't help.Squeezing the letter in his hand, he sighed secretly. "Have you eaten yet?" He looked at Brother Linde.

The Linde brothers originally thought that he would say something, and anyone with eyes and eyes could see his reluctance, but they didn't expect to speak.The two were stunned for a moment, and the elder brother Al replied: "No."

"Then let's eat first." After saying that, Heimdall turned around and sat back in his original position, and continued to eat breakfast with the things on the plate.

The students in the cafeteria turned their eyes when they saw that there was no excitement, and discussed privately in groups of three and two.They kept talking to the twins in a few words, and babbled on Heimdall along the way, so that a certain boy felt his ears itch all morning.

The two first-year students sitting next to Heimdall gave up the vacant seat with a wink. Brother Linde hesitated a little and sat on his right.

Seeing that they were just staring at those things without moving their hands, Heimdall was a little puzzled. "Take what you want to eat yourself." Could it be that they are waiting for the house elves to share the meal? "Durmstrang's cafeteria implements a self-service model. If the food is not to your liking, you can also ask the house elf to cook additional dishes." Heimdall said indifferently. "Study in this school, as long as you have money, you can do anything."

The corner of his brother Anton curled his lips.Al's face was always calm.

Heimdall had no time to savor the delicacy of the meal because he had something on his mind. He quickly finished everything, and then took out his Potions textbook to look through it.The reason why Potions was chosen was because in Heimdall's mind it was as obscure as the "Bible", and the effect was similar to the "Bible", thought-provoking and difficult to understand.This is exactly what he needs to calm his head and think about his next plan.

When the Linde brothers had finished their breakfast, General Heimdall got a clue.

"I don't know what reason you two were moved by, but I can tell you clearly that no matter what you hear or what you are asked for, it has nothing to do with me." Heimdall said straight to the point. "Don't worry, I will contact my father and explain it clearly to him. Since you have already enrolled, no one else has the right to interfere. They are all students in the same school, and we can see each other without looking up, so let's just pretend that everything is wrong." It didn’t happen, so how should everyone live.”

Anton put down the cup in his hand: "Are you going to draw a line with us?" The brothers didn't have much emotional fluctuation after hearing Heimdall's words, and they seemed to be talking about others calmly.

Even if he wanted to make it clear to them, Heimdall simply refused to be polite: "We are strangers who have nothing to do with each other, let alone boundaries."

Unexpectedly, the Linde brothers suddenly looked at each other and smiled, although the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, the interest in their eyes made Heimdall confused for a while.

Al looked at him and smiled: "You haven't opened the letter yet, have you?"

Heimdall nodded, but he hadn't seen it yet. "Any questions?"

Al said meaningfully: "You should read the letter first."

Heimdall was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he lowered his head and opened the envelope——

Heimdall was moved by Rommel's unreserved bias, straightforward analysis, exaggerated arguments, sincere comfort... how could he fail to see his father's good intentions.It's a pity that before Heimdall could fully express the feelings in his heart, Rommel immediately changed his tone and made fun of it in the name of inviting credit.

"Generally, a Durmstrang student only has one special student with him. Of course, you are not an ordinary person for a father, so I found two for you.Do you think it is very face-saving?No matter the appearance or the inside, the Linde Brothers are very good. I can guarantee this, and it is definitely more than a hundred times better than those tacky special admissions.With them by your side, you will be at ease as a father.By the way, son, you are still young, you need to know how to control yourself in some aspects...』

Heimdall's hand holding the letter trembled.

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously. 』

Heimdallmer smiled wryly.

"Brother Linde is indeed recommended by me. I know what you are thinking. Don't rush to refuse. They are definitely not that kind of unseemly people.I'm also not the kind of "understanding" father who would hire a prostitute for his son.They are relatives of our family. The mother of the two brothers is of the same generation as you, so you are still their uncle.It is the responsibility of the elders to take care of the younger generation, you, the uncle, must lead by example...』

First grade uncle taking care of third grade nephew?You are getting more and more humorous.After Heimdall slandered, he put down the letter paper, and the depression in his chest disappeared in the blink of an eye.Thinking of the identities of the Linde brothers, I couldn't help but feel refreshed. They turned out to be children of relatives.That being the case, why make such a big fuss? !After thinking about it, he began to slander again.

"Little uncle."

A certain boy was stunned for a long time before he realized that his newly appointed nephew was calling him. "Just call me by name." Uncle is just uncle, why add a word "small"?

Al turned on deaf ears: "I think you already know our identities, and I will trouble you, little uncle, from today on."

Anton echoed.

The two brothers looked at him with smiles, and a certain uncle had a rash on his back.

After a long while, when the rash gradually subsided, Heimdall also slowly accepted the familiar warmth of their "little uncles".Unexpectedly, I am also a member of my uncle's generation, and a certain boy can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

All the first graders, who had been keeping their eyes on their noses and noses and their minds on their hearts, and their ears pricked up to listen to the voice, became active again.When I heard that the two brothers were called Uncle Heimdall, I somewhat guessed that the twins were not ordinary people, at least not special admissions.

"Linde...is that Linde?" Carlo Jones, who loves to inquire, was the first to express his doubts.

Heimdall is inexplicable.That Linde?Which Linde?

"I remembered it too." Rian squeezed to the twins and begged for confirmation. "A scholarly family with a family history of 700 years, one of the birthplaces of the three major academic leaders in Europe, the Linde family who have written books and written biography, and the Ci is rich in classics?"

After he mentioned it, Heimdall also had an impression.After the war, the European wizarding world carried out a reform of the education system. In order to introduce the new, all the old textbooks were discarded. Now the textbooks used by Heimdall and the others are the new post-war textbooks.And nearly two-thirds of the old books that were eliminated and said to have been in use for nearly 300 years were compiled by the Linde family.Today the old textbooks and accompanying reference books are all out of print.Durmstrang's school library has a set in its collection, and the borrowing time is quite strict. Heimdall once waited for more than a week to borrow a copy of "Detailed Explanation of Herbs with Drawings".

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Linde family has a lot of peaches and plums. Even Grindelwald read books written by them when he was in school.

Al and Anton just smiled, and there was no response that everyone expected, no pride to be proud of, and they were not even willing to show a modest response.The indifference of the two brothers made the first graders both surprised and inexplicable, they all stopped chatting and went to do their own things.

Heimdall felt that this was a private matter, and that even relatives should not break the casserole and ask the bottom line. He was not interested in inquiring, but then he realized that the focus was finally not on him, so he was happy and relaxed.

***

At noon, he was blocked on the way to the cafeteria, and it was those senior brothers who blocked the way.

Leon was dragged away by the head of the Potions Lab right after class, and it was estimated that lunch would be settled in the lab; Ryan was detained by the Professor of History of Magic; Carlo Jones ran faster, and now he has Dine in the cafeteria.Heimdall is alone, which is a great opportunity to be "robbed".

Bernick was straightforward, grabbed him and asked, "I heard that you accepted two special admissions?"

You didn't ask enough details. He smiled secretly and said, "It's not a special admission, it's a relative's child." Heimdall knew that he cared about him, and he didn't feel awkward or offended.

Not only Bernick, Duncan and Victor were also surprised.

Instead of waiting for them to ask one by one, Heimdall thought it would be better to explain clearly one at a time. "They are regular students recommended by my father. They should be relatives of our Sturlusson family. Don't just listen to the rumors outside. I have a headache when I see special admissions. How could I go to join in the fun?"

Bernick thought about it, and let go of half of his hanging heart.

Duncan was more careful and could hear the unfinished words in the words. "From what you mean, you don't know what kind of relatives they are?"

"Dad only said in his reply that they are relatives." Heimdall believed that Rommel would not harm him, and it didn't matter if such trivial matters were unclear. "Anton and Al are both sons of the Linde family, and the century-old reputation of the Linde family is unquestionable." He knew that his seniors definitely didn't think so, so he picked up a representative one.

Now Bernick is more at ease, as long as he can find out the source, he is afraid that some impostors will fish in troubled waters.Another doubt arose. I specially brought two relatives into the school and put them next to Lige, and they were still enrolled in the middle of the school, and they would be on vacation in a few months. Is it necessary to send them here in such a hurry? ?Can't wait for these months?

Rommel What does this mean?

Facing their doubts, Heimdall hesitated, but after thinking about it, Dad already knew about it, and said it was not a big deal.His father's indifference directly affected Heimdall, causing him to change his concept. He no longer panicked and felt that this was a disease, and he no longer thought he was abnormal.Rommel's attitude helped him get over his own hurdle, for which Heimdall was very grateful to his father.

He raised his eyes and said calmly, "Probably because he was worried about me, he asked Al and Anton to watch over me and prevent me from making mistakes." Thinking of the temperance remarks mentioned in his father's letter, Heimdall laughed at himself.

The senior brothers were startled when they heard this.

"Mistake? What mistake?" Duncan felt ridiculous. "Just because of you? Are you going to kill someone? Or set fire to it?"

Heimdall looked at him amusedly, secretly anticipating his possible reaction. "I'm afraid that I will harass and molest a man as good as you." He sighed seriously at this point. "There are many, many opportunities like this at this school."

Duncan was dumbfounded.

Bernick thought Heimdall was joking, but didn't like his sense of humor.

Victor frowned at him.

"I'm not joking," Heimdall told them solemnly. "In the past two days, I wanted to understand something, so I wrote a letter to my father, and then the twins were sent."

Bernick was still confused: "What do you want to understand?"

"I like men."

***

Heimdall was not at all sure whether his brothers would accept his sexual orientation, but he felt particularly relieved since he opened up the matter.It seemed as if the last bit of pressure had been released. The senior brothers had been taking good care of themselves. Regardless of the outcome, he just had to be honest with himself and his family and friends who cared about him.

No longer worrying too much about his body, and after everything returned to normal, Heimdall took the time to edit the diary in his heart.He specially spared several paragraphs for emergencies. He thought optimistically that maybe one day in the future, a man would take root in his heart, and these paragraphs were reserved for him.

During the period, he made some notes on his "disease" and imagined the future: first, this is not a problem, and there is no need to fear that he has an incurable disease; second, there is no need to worry about the future, if he can't find a partner You can be celibate. In today's society, even a lady is worried about getting married, let alone a homosexual; again, he needs to plan for the future. Being celibate means that he needs to have enough money to support himself. He has no children and grandchildren to support him until his death. So Even the aftermath must be considered, and no matter what, it costs money; finally, about his desire...

Heimdall was very careful when editing this paragraph, although at present, there is only one person who makes him feel - Heimdall wishful thinking that this is because he has not contacted enough people.

Physical attraction, to put it bluntly, he wants to have sex with Victor...

Even though he was just thinking about it in his heart, Heimdall was still embarrassed.He thought he had blasphemed Mr. Victor Krum, the upright and kind brother.Thinking of his tough attitude towards those special recruits, Heimdall turned pale and panicked in his heart, and repeatedly urged himself not to let Victor find out that he had that kind of interest in him, then he would definitely look down on himself, Heimdall Can't imagine what the consequences of that would be.

He kept building himself mentally, kept reminding himself, but forgot to think about the problem from another angle, thinking about why he didn't want Victor to know, and why he was afraid to think about the consequences once he was known.

***

After all, he was born in a scholarly family, and he can read books well.The Linde brothers can understand many theories in the textbook just by listening to them once, as simple as drinking plain water.

It is impossible to say that Heimdall is not jealous.

Different from the mediocre study attitude of many children from famous families, the two brothers worked very hard in school, listened carefully in class, and handed in homework on time after class, and spent time in the school library when they were not hanging around Heimdall .

Although it's good to concentrate on studying, students can't study hard, and the wizarding world doesn't like the high school and college entrance examinations, so even if you read it as a repeater, it's useless.One day, Heimdall acted like an elder, expressing his opinion tactfully, and suggested that they go to a laboratory to register after class. Even if they are not interested in the laboratory, at least cultivate one or two hobbies after class.

The two brothers were noncommittal. After the fourth class was over the next afternoon, they followed Heimdall into the experimental research room as usual.

Ever since Heimdall helped the Potion Bottle Design and Research Office do a research, the results of the research laboratory have become frequent visitors here, and Heimdall specially set up a shelf for potion bottles for this purpose.Unexpectedly, this move moved the director of the Potion Bottle Design and Research Office, thinking that his work was valued by others, so he valued and trusted Heimdall even more.

The friendship between people is sometimes as simple as that, and it can be built with just one action or even a word.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you about those laboratories." Nicholas Barbara, the director of the potion bottle design laboratory, assured himself.He is aware of Heimdall's "land expropriation plan", and he also understands that this is not an easy task. After all, each research laboratory has its own considerations. Probably only those devout believers who have been brainwashed by the church will give up themselves for others Interests.

With the assistance of Chief Barbara, Heimdall quickly obtained the remaining signatures. Right now, he is only one step away from his final goal.He didn't expect that the last fishbone stuck in his throat would be the broomstick laboratory, not any of the ones he had guessed earlier.

This matter dragged on for several days, and he decided to talk to Mr. Vice Chairman, whether he can skip the broomstick research room directly, at worst, the area of ​​the research room will be vacated, and it will not be too wronged if the piece is missing. .

Just as he was thinking wildly and waiting for Mr. Vice Chairman to arrive, the door of the experimental research room was blasted open, and Heimdall jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and quickly pulled out his wand.

The blasted door hung diagonally on the door frame, and a tall man kicked open the obstructing door and barged in aggressively.Behind him was Professor Katenin who smiled helplessly.

Brother Linde's expressions changed when they saw him: "Grandpa, grandpa..."

Heimdall was extremely surprised, but seeing that grandpa wanted to swallow his life alive, he couldn't help standing against the wall.

Although the man's hair is grizzled, he looks very tough, especially at the moment he has a fierce look, and he looks much younger than the "grandpa".Looking at it, Heimdall vaguely felt that this person had a kind face, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The grandfather glared at the twins and roared angrily: "I never thought that my grandson, Kroner Lasson Sturluson, would degenerate to the point of recruiting special students?!"

Heimdall was stunned.

"I'm going to kill Rommel!" a certain grandfather roared.

Heimdall also smiled wryly like Professor Katenen. No wonder they looked familiar, Mr. Grandpa and Dad looked somewhat similar.He thought to himself, if the tabloid reporters like Rita Skeeter found out, the headlines in the newspapers tomorrow would probably be: Infighting over the Shocking Secrets of the Sturluson Family!