HP's Foreign Land

To be honest, Heimdall had a pretty good impression of the large colorful porcelain vase. Comrade Porcelain Vase has a strong professional ability. Squat down at the narrow passage, and the scenery behind the bottle is like looking at flowers in the fog, watching the moon in the water, you can't distinguish this unpredictable world.Therefore, this place has become one of Durmstrang's top ten traditional dating places.

Back in the day, Durmstrang College was also surrounded by green leaves and flowers. Look at today, the courtyard is full of "wild fires are endless, and the spring breeze blows again". Students who just want to eat will never go around this winding path. In a secluded corner, the top ten traditional dating venues have become in vain, becoming less and less visited year by year.

The freshmen who have entered the school in recent years don't even know that there are ten traditional dating venues in Durmstrang, and Heimdall is one of them. If there is not a mobile gossip kiosk next to him, Heimdall will not be born in this life. The reverse thinking of combining dates and cafeterias, in Director Sturlusson's mind, dating and eating are completely different things and cannot be equated.

In the claustrophobic seat behind the large colorful porcelain vase, Victor, who had a smooth meeting with Heimdall, said strangely: "According to the normal process, the first step of a date is always eating. Aren't we eating right now?"

"No." Chief Strulusson expressed his opinion. "Eating is for going on a date."

Boyfriend has a feeling of being entangled: "Eating is a part of dating."

Heimdall insisted: "If you think about it, meals are usually put before dates, which means that meals are preparations for dates."

The boyfriend thought about it, and he seemed to be right, "But there are also people who have dinner during or after the date."

"That's another matter." Heimdall put on a pedantic posture. "Eating during a date is occasional, which means that the two people did not have a meal in their plan, or it was just an additional proposal, depending on the date at the time. Eating after a date is to replenish energy," Heimdall said. The depth of the face. "Dating is also very exhausting and tiring." Looking at the expression filled with emotion, I must have imagined something.

The corners of Victor's mouth twitched twice. This topic is too profound, and he will suffer from indigestion if he continues.A certain boyfriend wiped his lunch as fast as he could, drank tea after wiping his mouth, quickly put together two embroidered and covered classical high-back armchairs to form a small collapse, and turned his head to hug Heimdall Leaning on the temporary collapse, he began to "eliminate" Heimdall.

His adaptability, his adaptation to local conditions, and his coherent effort opened Heimdall's eyes. Could it be that this is the high efficiency advocated and pursued by ace players?

However, the way the boyfriend "eliminated" himself made Heimdall think of toffee. Stuff it into your mouth hard, then spit it out again, and the cycle repeats.For some reason, when he thought of this, Heimdall felt an inexplicable chill.

"If one day you really have the same virtues as Toffee, I will kick you out and form a new relationship!"

The boyfriend was decisive, and pretended to be unconscious, closed his eyes, hugged Heimdall's waist, and took a nap on Heimdall's chest.Heimdall's mutterings were heard to the ear, Victor thought, you should die as soon as possible, if that time really happens, I will swallow it whole like that Chimera beast, and wait. Hold it in your mouth enough and spit it out to make you gasp.

At this time, Heimdall's murmur came again: "You just want to sleep with me after a long time!"

People who have ambiguity in their hearts hear this, and if they think about it, they forget to wear their ears. A certain boyfriend, who was already thinking about it, has no limit, and one hand touched the inside of Heimdall's school uniform... …

"What are you doing!" Heimdall stared at the Lushan claw.

A certain boyfriend said decisively and vaguely: "Sleepwalking!" The claws continued to push deeper as if they had eyes, and they made intimate contact in a short while, touching a piece of warm and smooth skin.

"You don't miss me at all! You won't take the initiative to see me!" A certain boyfriend continued to "sleepwalk" and talk "in sleep" to vent his dissatisfaction.It is said that there are dreams by day and dreams by night, right?

Heimdall cooperated with his eyes closed: "You are the roundworm in my stomach? Do you know what I'm thinking?"

If only I would be fine.Victor muttered in his heart, followed by howling: "Sleepwalking!"

When he encountered a question that he didn't want to answer, he would "sleepwalk" on the top of the tank. His dream was really clever.Heimdall was speechless for a long time.I've never seen such a rogue.

No matter how calm and composed Victor Krum is, he is only a 16-year-old boy. His calmness and wisdom in front of others will make people forget his age, thus creating an illusion of maturity that does not match his age .Few people treat him as a child. His grandmother, who was very strict with him since he was a child, shaped him like this. In fact, he is a boy under the age of 17.Victor is willing to pretend to be a child in front of Heimdall, release his childishness that was suppressed before he had time to show it, and spread it in front of Heimdall. At this moment, Victor has no worries and has been acting like an adult. People are tired, let alone he is still underage.

Just like Heimdall would pretend to be mentally handicapped in front of Victor, it is the same reason, maybe this is a way of getting along with the two of them.Playing tricks, being coquettish, tolerant, looks like an idiot, and people who fall in love have almost no IQ at all.

There was a burst of laughing voices, and someone came around the porcelain vase. It seemed that some students went with them today, aiming at the concealment here.

Ada Bonasera saw the oddly shaped couch at first glance, and of course the two people on it had a full view, and couldn't help being a little dumbfounded—so unscrupulous, blatant, and frank to the point of disgust!

Victor didn't look up, and continued to pretend to be asleep while hugging Heimdall. Of course he heard the sound of someone coming, but he was too comfortable to move.

Victor is not afraid that others will know his sexual orientation and the existence of Rigg. He even welcomes it sincerely. Krum" label became his "property".No matter where they go, others will think of each other through Rigg or himself, and think of their relationship. Victor is looking forward to that moment.If someone repents of their relationship, quits, wants to kick him off, or even gets thrown from the sky and forgets, then there will be people all over the world reminding him of Victor Krum exist.

There must be a prerequisite for laying this net, a world-famous identity.Victor told himself that everything was not enough.

That Sturluson should see himself, right?Bonasera was depressed.Not only did he make a silent gesture, but he also pushed people away. Through the past few days of getting along, Bonasera has already understood the meaning of Heimdall's gesture, and there is almost no third gesture for him. Wand Biao magic, is to throw away people.

Depressed and depressed, Bonasera still turned around to stop the people behind him, and when he did so, he suddenly recalled: Why should I listen to Sturlusson?

Several fellow Italian students directly ignored his actions and walked out around him. Of course, these people also saw the scenery that was inadvertently hidden by Bonasera.

Bonasera spread his hands, it was none of his business.

Heimdall made a gesture of silence as usual, but unlike the previous time, this time he specially added a "please" gesture.It's a pity that these few Bonaseras who are not innocent but insist on making themselves annoying, are all used to being arrogant and arrogant. In addition, they are all supporters of the Racalini family, just like a former The small group formed by Lacarlini for the purpose of profit, usually relying on this point to be arrogant in the school, and students with poor backgrounds are despised by them one by one.

One of the black-haired students casually pulled a chair and sat down, deliberately dragging the chair legs so that it made a lot of noise, Heimdall quickly sank, the black-haired student raised his nose, and looked like you can do nothing to me Provocative posture.

Heimdall sneered, pulled out his wand and blew up the cup in his hand.

The black-haired student was taken aback, and immediately jumped up and yelled at him. The others had no intention of helping or persuading him, but just kept laughing at him, which made the student feel even more shameless, and his eyes burst into flames.

"Disgusting lowly monster!"

As soon as the scolding came out, the impersonal Italian students laughed even louder, but this time the focus of the ridicule changed, and the guns were all aimed at Heimdall.

Bonasera was dumbfounded, staring at the group of companions stupidly, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Victor sat up abruptly, his face sank like water, his eyes cold and sharp like knives, and he repeatedly slashed at those unrestrained and vicious students with one knife after another.

The unscrupulous laughter quickly faded, fainted, and disappeared, and everyone looked away timidly.

There was dead silence around, and the bullying Italian group looked at each other, at a loss, hesitated for a moment, and finally failed to resist Victor's undisguised murderous aura, and fled in despair.

In the end, Bonasera was left standing there alone, and no one thought of pulling him before leaving.

Heimdall cleared his throat lightly, Bonasera came back to his senses, and trembled under Victor's murderous gaze.

"Goodbye, Bonasera," Heimdall said.

Bonasera was taken aback, and looked blankly at Heimdall, who said again: "Goodbye, Bonasera."

Bonasera realized that he was stepping down the steps and gave him the first grateful look in his life. Bonasera hurried away on the steps that Heimdall had built.

Victor suddenly relaxed, and fell back on Heimdall, intending to sleep in a "cage sleep".

"How did you and Bonasera get to know each other again?" Viktor opened his mouth and gnawed on Heimdall's throat. (PS: I once read a medical journal that said that regular caressing the neck between lovers or couples can help improve the quality of sex. If you don’t know and have reached the standard, you can practice it)

I feel speechless about my boyfriend's foresight and sagacity, why did I draw inferences from one instance so quickly?

Heimdall shrugged, and said vaguely, "That's how we got to know each other."

Victor's Lushan Claw paused and raised his eyebrows: "Well, don't tell me."

Heimdall pulled out his claw, stared at his eyes, took a finger on the claw—the index finger, and swallowed it to the bottom.Victor was shocked, and the warm and humid feeling wrapped in Heimdall's mouth spread all over his body from his fingertips. A longing, maddening feeling swept over him, and the desire deep inside screamed to break out of the cage and do whatever it wanted.Heimdall bit the joint of his index finger, rubbed his teeth lightly, then turned around, stuck out his tongue, and licked his fingertips from the palm of his hand with the tip of his tongue bit by bit...

Wick sighed heavily, expressing endless depression, helplessness, distress and fiery desire.

Heimdall let go of his index finger, and said with the appearance of a good student humbly asking for advice: "How is it?" His eyes flickered, and Viktor felt extremely uncomfortable.

"How about what?" Victor asked hoarsely.

"Didn't you feel it after I licked it for so long?" Heimdall was depressed.

Victor glanced at him, then directly took his hand and stretched it to the hot and agitated part: "What do you think I feel."

"Good!" Heimdall affirmed his achievement.

Victor wailed: "Are you going to torture me?"

"This is to help you."

"I didn't see it." Victor was really distressed.

"How many days do you usually masturbate?"

Victor was taken aback, thinking he heard it wrong, but found that Heimdall's expression didn't look like he was joking, and then he thought for a while and said, "It's been a long time." He was tortured to death by Quidditch training every day, You can fall asleep just sitting down, and there is no capable person on their team who "struggles hard".

"Isn't it uncomfortable to hold back?" Heimdall asked.

Victor nodded honestly: "Uncomfortable."

"So I'll help you." Heimdall told him as a matter of course. "Just tell me if you feel the need, as long as it's within my ability."

Victor suddenly thought of something, and cautiously asked, "How can you help me?"

"Use your mouth." Heimdall stretched out his two paws generously. "There are two Mr.5s to help out."

Victor coughed: "Then you just..."

"It's the first time I'm out of business, so I hope there are any omissions." Heimdall said with a smile.

Victor was speechless.

"Should I practice with a tool?" Heimdall frowned. "Like bananas..."

Seeing his eagerness to try, Victor suddenly felt powerless.But after thinking about it, this future is still very beautiful and worth looking forward to.

"Practice hard, I'll wait for you, um, skilled business." A certain boyfriend calmed down impurely.

Heimdall said happily, "No problem!"

The content of the conversation between these two today is not as serious as usual, and the original topic has been completely forgotten by them.As for the swearing in Italian, Heimdall didn't take it to heart at all, because he didn't even understand what it meant.Just imagine, if a scolder cannot be understood by others, isn't that useless?Heimdall doesn't waste his emotions on futile things.

As for a certain boyfriend...then he wouldn't do such thankless and stupid things.