HP's Foreign Land

"You don't have to wait for Duncan, he won't come." Victor wiped his mouth with a napkin before throwing it back on the table.

He thought so too. "I came to him to borrow money." The creditor has changed, but the debtor has not changed, so the money still has to be borrowed.

"He said he had no money."

"He can tell me." Heimdall frowned, and put the small fork back on the plate. "I'm not such an unreasonable person."

Victor said, "Have you finished eating?"

Heimdall nodded sullenly: "Okay."

"Then take it away and bring some tea."

As soon as the voice fell, the table was cleared, and after a while, a pot of brewed tea and two cups were brought up.

"Can I ask why you borrowed money?" Victor said. "I want to know where my money is going?"

Heimdall's eyes lit up. "Are you willing to lend it to me?" Then he hesitated. "Do you have money?" He and Bernik are not the kind of people who spend a lot of money, and it was even more obvious when they followed them to Bulgaria last time. They don't spend much money themselves, because they have made arrangements at home.

Victor couldn't help grinning. "Don't worry, I will never let you get involved in a lawsuit." He picked up a white porcelain cup. "My mother's natal family's business is all taken care of by me. As long as it is not an astronomical figure, I think I should be able to afford it."

Heimdall jumped up and snatched the cup in his hand, and quickly filled the teapot, then held the cup in both hands, and respectfully brought it to Victor. "Please, Mr. Krum." A groveling doggy look.

Victor covered his mouth with his hands and coughed lightly until the corners of his upturned mouth were smoothed away, then he took the cup and took a sip.

Heimdall happily sat back in his seat, and said with bright eyes: "It doesn't take much, it's just a share, the big one has already been paid." He introduced Leffy Nice's Muggle store plan in detail some.

Victor put down his glass and pondered for a moment. "The address was chosen well. Kapok Town has always claimed to be inclusive. There are already Muggle things for sale in the town, so there is no need to worry about unacceptable things that people will not accept."

"Nice understands that there are quite a few anti-Muggles in the wizarding world. His first store did not go smoothly. He was attacked several times, and once the entire store was blown up by a third. Second, not to mention the heavy losses, the lives of the clerks are not guaranteed. The wizarding government of any country will not file a special case for Muggle things. Things were blown up, not people, and it was even harder to track down. Nice said that hit him so hard that he almost gave up."

Victor bought him a cup of tea while he was speaking, and brought it to him as soon as he finished speaking.Heimdall thanked him, took a symbolic sip, and then waited brightly for the future creditor to speak.

Staring at him with two bright eyes, Heimdall's appearance reminded Viktor of a cat raccoon that Bernick raised when he was a child—the bright eyes seemed to be able to illuminate the dark night sky, A little arrogant, a little stubborn, extremely intelligent, and very independent, Bernick has complained more than once that his cat is not greasy enough, and, occasionally, he is aggressive.

It's a pity that they were young at that time and didn't understand the value of this animal, so they gave it away easily.He still remembers the eyes of Maolizi on the day he left, and he was a little puzzled until Bernic dodged subconsciously, and his eyes finally changed, like two stars whose light had been robbed, eclipsed in the night In the end, without making any noise, she obediently entered the cage and was sent away from home.

Later, when I grew up and my mind gradually matured, I realized that as long as there is affection, Maolizi will be a very good and very docile pet.To this day, Bernick still brings up this matter from time to time, complaining about his childish and ignorant years.

Somehow, Victor can be sure that Rigg, like the cat and raccoon, will never look back once he has made up his mind.

Victor stretched out his hand casually.

Heimdall froze for a moment, holding his breath, but did not dodge, letting the hand trace his forehead, eyebrows, bridge of nose, and lips one by one.The movement of the palm is very light, as cautious as if afraid of breaking something.

Humans are very adaptable animals, and they get used to being touched all the time. Heimdall gradually relaxed, and he was no longer as nervous as before.Although Victor's hands are gentle and comfortable to be touched, what is he going to do?

"I'm Heimdall, that's right, definitely not a product of Compound Potion." After much deliberation, he only thought of this possibility.

Victor stopped his hand suddenly, but did not withdraw, with a look of determination in his eyes: "Of course you are Heimdall, and you can only be Heimdall." He looked at the face held in his palm, what was interesting was that the boy He was showing his emotions one by one in front of him without knowing it.His eyes said it all: worry, confusion, discomfort, and...emotions hidden under relief...Emotions?

A surge of hope suddenly rose in Victor's heart, hoping that this was not his own wishful thinking, not an illusion caused by urgency.He tried his best to suppress the strong urge to hold someone in his arms and kiss those lips. He couldn't be in a hurry. He restrained himself and thought that he would not be at ease until he put Rigg in the strong castle that belonged only to him.

Want to... test it out?He withdrew his palm, hesitating.

Because of the restoration of the distance, a trace of loss flashed in Heimdall's eyes.This discovery made Victor affirm his conjecture that Rieger had feelings for him. Combined with his previous performance and feedback, he became more and more convinced and confident.

"You said you like men, right?"

Heimdall's expression froze, at first he wanted to dodge, but then he resolutely raised his eyes as if thinking of something. "Yes, I like men." He replied sullenly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Victor's mouth: "Don't be so nervous, I'm not trying to drag you to the execution ground."

Heimdall muttered: "I'm not nervous, it's just that I'm not used to this kind of questioning."

"It's my fault." Victor apologized insincerely.

Heimdall was very uncomfortable, and now he really wanted to say something straightforward: Do you want to borrow money?Find someone else if you don't borrow me!

Victor had vaguely guessed his little thoughts, pretended he didn't know, and didn't force him to find out why. He would never let this great opportunity go and let the bird go back to the forest.

"By the way, I didn't make you unhappy by doing this, did I?" Victor said in a chatty manner, as if writing an argumentative essay, he rubbed his thumb on the cheek of a certain boy as he spoke... Well, he began to sway fact.

Heimdall suddenly said: "Just get used to it." After finishing speaking, I really wanted to hit the wall.

Victor didn't allow him to escape, and looked straight into his eyes. "Won't it make you feel disgusted?" Continue to ask the next step.

"... Just get used to it." The broken jar broke down.

"Then what about this?" Victor bowed his face, and sprayed his breath on Heimdall's face. The latter shuddered violently, singing "March of the Volunteers" with all the hairs on his body.

Refusing to admit defeat, Heimdall gritted his teeth and said, "Just get used to it..."

He forgot the distance between the two, Heimdall's lips brushed against the other's as soon as he opened his mouth, and Victor's sigh suddenly caught in his ear, which sounded very helpless.

Heimdall suddenly remembered the kiss before, although he wasn't sure if it could be called a kiss.

As if responding to his favor, Victor rubbed his lips against his, just touching lightly, as if to soothe and relieve.Heimdall gradually relaxed, and the high-pitched March of the Volunteers stopped abruptly.Victor's lips moved slowly, stroking his chin, ears, and even his neck one by one, bit by bit, repeatedly.

Heimdall closed his eyes and let out a breath. This feeling is so good, he thought vaguely.As soon as the eyes are closed, the other senses become more sensitive. Several kinds of fragrances linger at the tip of the nose, the elegant fragrance of flowers, the sweet taste of tea, and the breath of Victor covering the whole body... The best smell is still that of Victor The smell, Heimdall couldn't help sniffing, is it perfume?He's not sure.The picture of the pine forest in Bulgaria in the middle of winter suddenly appeared in my mind, the clear air, white rime, black trees, golden afterglow and vast sky...

Victor buried his head in Heimdall's shoulder, and sprayed his warm breath on his neck: "Rig, you are torturing me." His voice was hoarse, implying strong depression and restraint.

Heimdall woke up suddenly, and the initial panic was calmed by his voice.He tried to put his hand on Victor's shoulder, and the latter didn't resist to remain still, which made Heimdall heaved a sigh of relief, and his tone became more normal: "I don't accept baseless accusations."

Victor laughed, making that tickle on his neck.

What does it feel like?Heimdall thought silently, everything just happened so naturally, as if they were so close before, without any discomfort, barriers or struggles, it happened suddenly but so naturally.

At this moment, he had the urge to speak.

"I don't know what liking is, because I've never liked anyone before." Heimdall looked at the exquisite patterns on the vase, and felt the breath on his neck lighten. He knew Victor was listening. "I was a little scared when I first found out that I liked a man. I thought it was abnormal, but my father told me that there was no difference except that I couldn't get married and couldn't get a dowry. Whether it was a kind of protection or not, I accepted it. gone."

Victor was silent for a moment, "Ask a question."

"You said."

"You said you don't know what liking is, so how do you know you like a man?"

After hearing no answer for a long time, Victor sat up and found Heimdall biting his lower lip, with a look of embarrassment.

Victor was not in a hurry, he took a cup of tea and waited.

Heimdall couldn't help feeling annoyed. "I don't have feelings for women." He muttered.

As a man, Victor of course understands what "feeling" means in the words, that is, he narrows his eyes dangerously. Rigg has ever felt sexually attracted to a man?

Victor didn't show anything on his face: "Who is it?"

Heimdall was inexplicable, "What who?"

"Who was that man who made you feel?"

"Why do you ask so clearly?"

Victor did not hesitate: "I want to make sure that my rights and interests have not been damaged in the slightest."

Rights, rights and interests?Heimdall was stunned for a long time before he realized what he meant. "Don't talk nonsense!" He moved his arms uncomfortably. "If someone else hears it and thinks that we are..."

Still refuse to say?Victor's heart sank, and he said without changing his face: "You have taken all the advantages of me, and now you want to turn your face and deny anyone?"

Heimdall was dumbfounded, and finally understood what a thief called "catch the thief".

"Presumably you also know that I have rejected special admissions before, and I managed to escape from those terrible special admissions. You took all the benefits, but you planned to pat your ass and leave without saying anything? How can there be such a good thing in the world." Victor took another sip of tea and continued: "Today we must speak clearly."

Right now, Heimdall is extremely thankful that he has chosen such a hidden position.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Victor held the cup tightly, and after a long time, he slowly opened his mouth: "Rig, let's try it."

Heimdall understood what was clearly an endless sentence, and hesitantly asked, "Don't you...don't like boys?" He has always been afraid of this the most.

"Just because I rejected the special admissions? Didn't you also reject it?" Victor did not vehemently argue for himself, but just stated the facts indifferently. "If that's the case, what are my previous actions? I'm not as good as a beast. I just want to ask, can you accept me?"

Heimdall saw himself in his eyes, his naked gaze revealing a firm determination. Although his fortifications were extremely well built, Heimdall still peeped from behind the high wall called "Calmness". tension and anticipation.

He glanced casually at Victor's hand holding the cup, his fingertips turned white from excessive force.

Victor is not as calm and calm as he thought he was at all times. He is also a human being, and he will hesitate and feel uneasy when encountering uncertain things. This discovery made Heimdall have mixed feelings, and he was secretly happy It was moving again.

Victor likes himself...

After a while he looked up at Victor again, pretending he didn't notice anything. "Then give it a try." Heimdall smiled.

Victor just nodded after hearing this, without saying anything, and drank the tea in the cup in one breath.

Heimdall felt relieved, and the boulder accumulated in his heart was instantly emptied. He straightened his face and urged, "Will you borrow the money? If not, I'll find someone else!"

Victor didn't make a sound for a while, but his jaw twitched twice.

Heimdall thought he was still hesitating, and then he talked a lot about the benefits of opening a shop. Before he could finish, Victor laughed out loud.Heimdall was taken aback, blinked and stared at him, somewhat inexplicably.

Victor grabbed his chin and kissed him hard on the mouth. "I'll borrow it," he said. "I already know about those wonderful plans, so I don't need to say any more."

Heimdall was completely relieved, and happily drank from his teacup.

Victor propped his chin with his left hand, and played with Heimdall's hand with his right hand, and then slowly persuaded: "The problem between us has not been resolved." His tone was extremely gentle.

"You mean experimental love?"

The movement in his hands froze, and Wick mostly squinted his eyes: "Experimental?"

Heimdall said as a matter of course: "I have never been in love before, so I don't know how to talk about love. At this stage, I can only experiment. Didn't you just say to try it?"

I dare say he is really addicted to the experiment.At least my goal has been achieved.Victor quickly adjusted his mentality, and said calmly: "Since the relationship is confirmed, we must be loyal to the other party during the relationship."

"That's for sure." Heimdall agreed without thinking. "Especially you," he said uncomfortably. "Whether those admirers are male or female, you have to stay away."

Victor nodded with a smile, and the smile became more and more hateful.

"How long is the experimental period?" Mr. Crumb wondered when he would be able to become a regular.

Heimdall thought for a while: "One year, what do you think?"

Victor just smiled slightly, agreeing.One year is one year. Anyway, people have already entered his castle, so there is no reason to spit out what they eat.As for the man Rigg had feelings for, Mr. Krum thought unhappily, there will be a solution sooner or later.