HP's Foreign Land

one,

When Heimdall was first adopted by Snow, he followed Snow into the family cemetery and reported to his grandparents that the Sturluson family in England had a new child, and that the second elder had a grandson.At that time, walking into the cemetery was a normal process. After shifting to a certain place, you walked a long distance before seeing the entrance of the cemetery—you can also bring your own broomstick to speed up your travel.After that time, Heimdall never came again, and it is not popular for Icelandic shamans to celebrate Ching Ming Festival. After going to school, I gradually got to know the Sturlusson family and learned that the remains of the ancestors had actually been moved back to Iceland, the cemetery here in the UK. Just a tombstone.

This is convenient for the two brothers to "visit relatives". Snow is in the nearest cemetery in England to connect with each other, and Rommel will go to Iceland regularly, without delay.

Different from the grandeur and even luxury of the Icelandic family cemetery-according to cemetery standards, the British family cemetery is surrounded by oak and cypress trees with tall and straight trunks and luxuriant branches. The black cast iron fence is inlaid with a capital S. Letters, no complicated decorations can be seen on the fence, and no flowers are planted. Everything is simple and solemn.

The size of the cemetery is small, and you can see the whole picture at a glance after entering the cemetery.In the center of the cemetery stands a rectangular stone building, centered on this building, lined with tombstones of different sizes and shapes.

The stone building itself is small in size. Above the entrance is a tree-shaped relief, and on both sides are sculptures of ladies in cloaks with different postures. The faces of the ladies are full of sadness, and the exquisite carving techniques make the eyes of the ladies seem to be filled with tears——Look at it for a long time The tears seemed to be dripping down, which was kind of creepy to be honest - the atmosphere really fit the theme of the cemetery.

These are things that Heimdall could have foreseen. Even though he only came once, the details may be overlooked, but the general impression is always the same. The reality once again gave him a slap in the face.First of all, let's make it clear that Snow's warning is not to fool children. Using apparition within the scope of the old house will indeed drive people directly to the cemetery.The problem is that the location of the appearance is not the cemetery he thought at first, but the real cemetery, to be precise, the tomb.

Heimdall never dreamed that the ancestors of the British Sturluson abandoned the structure above the ground, and instead piled the most essential parts underground. The tall underground tomb, how time-consuming and labor-intensive Fei Galleon is!

The little papa who was trying to turn the tide of trouble came back to his senses in a place where the visibility tended to be zero. With a slap, he felt that his hand was empty, and the book that cost you three thousand lives was about to be taken. The little papa who hadn't turned the corner was on the ground After fumbling for a long time, he picked up the notebook and carefully hid it on his body, then heard a sneer.

"Is this the resting place you prepared for yourself?"

Heimdall: "..."

Well, he shouldn't be making a fuss, he should be happy that the transfer plan went off without a hitch.

But where is this?He finally remembered to turn on the fluorescent lights, and the layout of the tomb appeared in front of him at once.Inquisitor Sturluson is more or less a person who knows the world, and it is not the first time he has entered the catacombs. He guessed the foothold of the appearance by patchwork, and the male god is not by his side, so he is embarrassed and weak. It doesn't bother me anymore.As for the "Three Thousands of Your Life" that was moved one by one and said rudely, Xiao Baba chose to ignore it for the time being.

He quickly turned around the whole tomb, the place is not big, the place where he appeared should belong to the middle of the tomb, the whole tomb is in the shape of a cross, with a small room on each side, which ancestor's resting place ?

There is a coffin in the middle of the tomb, and Heimdall's appearance is right next to the coffin.There are some sentences inscribed on the four walls of the tomb that may be from the Bible, and the tone of persuading people to believe in gods is arrogant and cool. Heimdall looked at it impatiently. To be honest, he still believes in the Buddha-if he really has faith, he will bear it every time he has something to do. Constantly praying to God and worshiping Buddha, Jesus Christ is basically out of reach.

This coffin is quite exquisitely made, with black paint, no wood grain can be seen, and it is still shining under the light after so many years, and the four corners of the coffin are covered with gold, which is real gold - Judge Sturlusson is very impressed affim.The identity of the owner of the tomb cannot be seen on the coffin, and the nearby walls are covered with brainwashing texts saying "he who believes in me will have eternal life".

He quickly found the answer in the tomb on the right.

【bright!my eyes! 】Screams sounded suddenly.

"Ah!" Heimdall was startled.

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! 】The other party barked louder than him.

"..."

two,

After the uninvited Death Eaters were wiped out, Rommel immediately asked the house elves to take care of Narcissa and Dalton. Dalton did not resist, and walked into the empty space cleared by Dodoma very cooperatively. In the small room with nothing in it, the door closed in front of him, and the door panel turned into an iron door with narrow holes and metal grids attached. It really looked like a prison.

Dodoma's perfection takes OCD to a higher level.

Narcissa stood beside Draco, crying and begging Rommel, she was willing to accept any punishment after she was sure that Draco was out of danger, and she could not leave Draco now.

"Punishment? Don't dare," Rommel was indifferent to Narcissa's tears, with cold eyes. "I don't have the habit of engaging in such means. I hope you can stay quietly in the place I designated for a while. I will not do anything to you. That is the job of the British Wizengamot."

Narcissa's eyes were dim with tears, Rommel stopped talking nonsense, Narcissa turned her head three times a step, and when she was about to walk out, she turned her head and said, "Lucius..."

With his back turned to her, Rommel said sarcastically, "I'm glad you can still think of him, he's fine."

Narcissa turned pale and left in a daze.

Rommel looked at Draco who was lying unconscious on the bed, and sighed. The St. Mungo's therapist who was "invited" suddenly appeared outside the door in a daze. God came to become aggressive middle-aged man.

"Let me do it." Lucius walked out from behind the therapist, and the usual publicity was no longer visible around him.His eyes fell on the face of his son who was sleeping peacefully, and he also thought of his nephew whose life and death were uncertain, and his wife whom he avoided seeing... His face became even more gloomy.

In fact, the therapist had already noticed the young man on the bed, and the oppressive atmosphere forced him to stop cursing.

Rommel handed this place to Lucius, turned and left the room.

Victor finally coaxed the child—Mionir, who woke up and found that little papa was gone again, was crying heartbrokenly. When he saw grandpa, he immediately pursed his mouth, not to mention how wronged he was.

Little papa, big liar!Mionnier wants to sue Grandpa.

Rommel took the child from Victor, and Mionnier sought comfort in his grandfather's arms.Rommel didn't care that Milkman wiped his tears and snot on his body, it should be said that he didn't have time to care.

"Don't worry," Rommel said. "Sheena can find him."

The magic power of house elves is very magical. They can move to places that wizards cannot move, especially house elves with masters. As long as the master calls them, they can immediately move to the place where the master is, no matter that place is hell or heaven. .

"Can we just wait for the news from the house-elf?" Victor didn't want to hand over the opportunity to others, he hated being passive, not to mention that Rigg hadn't summoned Hina.What disappointed him was that the magic mirror that had given him hope several times also lost its effectiveness this time. According to Heimdall, he was not in the service area.

Is Rigg in a crisis...Once there is a similar connection, it will be out of control, and the uncontrollable depression and spontaneous panic tormented Victor repeatedly-seeking help: Is the lover a missing professional? !

"Of course we have our way." Rommel touched his grandson's head, and Mionnier seemed to understand.

Victor cheered up, "What way?"

Rommel glanced at Victor with disgust—the subtext seemed to be that God knows I didn't want to take you there at all, and the latter's expression was slightly stiff with surprise.Rommel shook his head in pain, and sighed all the way, Victor gritted his teeth and swallowed, and the two walked outside the ancestral gallery of the old British house.

The two mirrors at the entrance of the gallery were picky about the attire of all the living people as always, and the two adults and a baby happily ignored the hoarse sound of fault finding in the mirror.

The ancestors saw Rommel burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm. The past encirclement and counter-encirclement could not be concealed from the eyes of the portraits that have stood firm for ten years. They are more sensitive than living people, and have stronger senses than living people. curiosity.Not only Durmstrang's principal gallery is "vigorous" every day, but the ancestor gallery of the old British house is not much less.

Along the way, Rommel would ask loudly, "Who saw Rieger?" Victor was a little puzzled at first, and Rommel's pauses were not random, and the people he asked were all his own sons. The ancestor of the Eight Classics, that is, the wizard of the British branch.

It's a pity that the result was not ideal. Everyone shook their heads in regret and continued to argue with the nearby portraits.

Rommel walked calmly, pretending not to hear the head-swelling quarrel, and the unsatisfactory answer did not make him depressed.Rommel went straight to a certain portrait. In the portrait, a handsome man sat with his legs crossed, and his eyebrows and eyes were vaguely similar.

This is the grandfather of old Strulusson, that is, the grandfather of Heimdall's grandfather. Of course, he is still so energetic.

【Oh, it's Rommel...】Grandpa's grandpa said in a dispirited manner.

"Don't pretend, can't you hear such a big movement? Don't you always claim to be well-informed?" Rommel exposed the other party's pretentiousness.

Grandpa's grandfather turned his gaze, 【You adopted another child? 】

"You have seen it, this is my grandson," Rommel said, not wanting to talk nonsense with him, pointing at Victor. "Remember him, please don't give me an excuse to despise your memory, but think about your age..."

【Rommel, you unworthy descendant! 】

Grandpa's grandpa hated people saying he was old the most, and hated people saying he wasn't beautiful enough, otherwise he wouldn't have hung his portrait in the prime of life in the ancestral gallery.

Grandpa's grandpa took a breath, and then waved his hand lightly, [Yes, I remember Krum, and I also remember that it was your grandson Mionir, and I also noticed the 'accident' at home, but so what, it was your life. As for human matters, I'm already dead, so I don't care about your bad thoughts. ] "Yes, you have passed away, so you can't control it if you want to." Rommel smiled leisurely.

Grandpa's grandpa gasped again, with an irregular heartbeat, 【I'm very glad that I was no longer alive when you were born! ] Rommel said sternly, "Where is another portrait of my father placed?"

[Do you want to determine Rigg's position? 】

"Yes."

All kinds of weird protection spells have been set up inside and outside the Sturlupine cemetery in the United Kingdom-strict guards, iron walls, and no one will believe that this is actually an empty family cemetery.The result of the protection spell is that it is difficult for the wizards to open the door of the tomb and enter it. After the apparation is used, people are randomly arranged in one of several tombs, and the specific location of the appearance cannot be accurately controlled.The only thing that made Rommel complain a lot at the beginning, but now he feels unfortunate: their lineage likes to hang their own portraits in the tomb, even if the skin is not here.

"I asked everyone, but found nothing. There is only one place where Rieger can appear." Rommel's upturned mouth showed hard-won relief. "Bless the ancestors, he is in the old man's tomb."

three,

"Father!" Heimdall exclaimed.

[Hey, son! 】

"……how can that be?!"

The person in the portrait is confident, [You are the one who yelled, I don’t want to appear indifferent. ] Heimdall observed carefully and found that although the person in the painting was very similar to Rommel, he was not Rommel himself, and his father was alive and well, so how could he appear in the active portrait.

Heimdall couldn't help guessing boldly, "Could it be that you are a grandfather?"

[Hey, grandson! 】

"..." The grandson was in a bad mood.

【How did you get into... oh, apparition? 】The tone of the person in the painting sounds like sympathy, but the expression is a bit gloating.

This Doubi who looks younger than his father is really his grandfather?Rommel seems to have only one younger brother, Snow...

"You are Mr. Grana Sturluson?" Heimdall asked hesitantly.

[It's me, grandson. 】The person in the painting nodded cheerfully.

Heimdall understood, "Have you seen me?"

[They have described you to me. 】

"them?"

[Other portraits, they say that the young man who looks the most like Jolf is you, you are the most like Jolf I have ever seen. 】"I'm not the most similar. There is a person about my age who looks the most similar than me." Heimdall muttered.

[I don't know, I haven't seen it. 】

"How many people have you seen who look like Jolf?"

[One, just you. 】

Heimdall's 45-degree angle is bright and sad: Such a person can actually give birth to a son as cool as Rommel Strulusson. What a genetic mutation is this?

[You seem to be very leisurely, don't you want to go out? 】

"I don't want to for the time being. Wouldn't it be good for me to stay and talk with you?"

[It doesn't matter, I can talk to myself without you, but I won't stop you if you want to stay. ] Heimdall expressed his joy. It was a great fate to be able to randomly visit Grandpa's tomb. He sat on the ground in front of the portrait.

【What are you covering in your hands? 】

"You mean this?" Heimdall looked at his left hand. "Can you see the others?"

【You mean the young man in the black cloak who has been looking at me unfriendly since just now?The little one looks really nice. 】The surrounding area is completely black, your eyesight must be 10.0!

The cold air behind him seemed to be getting heavier, and Heimdall became more careful when holding the notebook.

"The notebook in my hand is him."

Grandpa didn't speak for a long time, and Heimdall couldn't help but get nervous.

[I heard you graduated? 】

Heimdall felt weak for a while, forget it, it's safe here anyway, he can't get out, and neither can Tom.He is simply an angel who saves lives and heals the wounded, and is the best candidate for the next Nobel Peace Prize. Heimdall complained to himself, and then adjusted his emotions.

【Rommel didn't let you go to Heideggerach? 】

"You shouldn't ask this question until after I graduate," Heimdall added before Grandpa could speak. "I heard that you seem to want Dad's children to follow the tradition and go to Durmstrang? Dad has been there since the beginning." They didn't want me to go to any other magic school."

Old Sturluson was silent again.

Heimdall had nothing to say, "It's a pity that I came too late and didn't have a chance to see my grandmother."

Grandpa probably took the time to figure out who this "grandmother" was.

[Margaret doesn't like children, and even hates children. It's better to miss them than to meet them. 】Grandpa said literaryly. [Even if she is still alive, she will only tell you to leave immediately if you meet her. You must be at least 20 years old when you meet her. ] No wonder grandma didn’t involve children in her subsequent affairs. Most of those husbands and lovers were diamond kings. Her mother might have been an accident, so grandma decided to learn a lesson, and never married a man with a family again.

Heimdall added: "Daisy is very nice, I like her very much."

Grandpa didn't comment too much, and seemed to agree with him.

【Have you met Andrea? 】Grandpa said suddenly.

Heimdall nodded, thought for a while, and said, "To be disrespectful, I regret meeting her a little bit. It would be great if everyone hadn't met." If you haven't met, you won't find those weird details, and you won't find those The details that can be called scandals will not speculate on the hot and bloody truth. This is a relative with a strong taste.

[I should have listened to your grandma and sent Andrea to Beauxbatons, and tried to make Andrea sober and stop her thoughts, instead of deluding myself into thinking that Andrea's abnormality is just adolescence that cannot be suppressed coquettish. ] Heimdall dared not speak anymore. Is it really okay to tell the third generation about such things?He has a premonition that if he knows too much, he will be silenced by his relatives with bad taste?

[You really don't want to go out? 】Grandpa is a miracle.

Heimdall guessed whether Grandpa knew something, so he pushed the boat along, "I seem to want to go out now."

[Do you still have the strength? 】

Heimdall was stunned, touched his belly, and then took out Mionier's milk bottle from his pocket. He struggled for a long while facing the full milk bottle, and shouted to the sky, "Xina! Roasted chicken legs!!!"

four,

Dodoma's observation diary, the content is as follows——

Crying and screaming, Hina rushed into the kitchen and quickly prepared the roasted chicken legs.

The location of the little master's appearance has been determined!

The young master is indeed in the tomb of Master Graner!

Both the master and Master Victor heaved a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere in the old house finally became truly relaxed.

The situation of Master Draco is gradually improving, and everything seems to be developing in a good direction.

As for the weird and terrifying thing that invaded the old house, as long as the little master is successfully transferred out, even if the thing is kept in the tomb forever, Master Graner should not mind, right?Of course, this is just Dodoma's whimsy.

Hina left happily, and the happy owner of Xiaomi offered to drink milk.

...Where did the bottle go?