HP's Foreign Land

After dawn the next day—

Heimdall felt embarrassed, and the face reflected in the mirror clearly told him "you are embarrassed".In fact, he doesn't have to be like this, he has already experienced it once in his previous life, and he is not an ignorant teenager, the problem is if he is the only one.After washing his face indiscriminately, when he entered the room, he saw Victor tidying up the sheet, and the emotions that had just been suppressed emerged again.

"What are you doing?" Heimdall stared at him a little angrily, what could he solve with a wave of his wand?

"I bought these with my own money, and I didn't intend to stay here." Victor said calmly while folding the bedsheets with his hands and feet.

Heimdall directly pulled out his wand: "It will be fine if it blows up." Out of sight, out of mind, and able to contribute to environmental protection, how good it is, killing two birds with one stone, and walked over aggressively.

Victor hugged him back and tried to press down the corners of his mouth: "Rig, this is a good thing, there is nothing to be shy about."

Heimdall didn't struggle, but just looked up at him with a sullen face, and said in a word: "I'm not shy!"shy?Thank goodness he figured it out!

It's a pity that things backfired. Heimdall's extremely unkind facial expression actually strengthened his boyfriend's inner thoughts. Victor was good-tempered and persuasive: "Boys always go through these things, and I have experienced them before. Of course, at that time I It's also uncomfortable, but it's a good thing because you've grown up."

Heimdall's eyes instantly became ethereal. "My father is Rommel Strulusson." He said bitterly.

Victor was taken aback, and quickly lowered his head to cover up, not wanting to be irritated by the laughter that almost rushed out of his mouth.

Heimdall glanced at his boyfriend angrily, don't think he didn't see it, the cover-up is the truth.

The reason why Heimdall is so "resentful" is that when boys encounter this kind of thing, the parents, or more specifically, the father, will take the job of enlightening and educating them, instilling various knowledge and attentions about male puberty in their sons. matter.Heimdall's serious father is still far away in northern Europe and doesn't know anything. His boyfriend has volunteered to work, and he seems to be quite dedicated to his job.

I don’t know how many boys’ puberty education in the world is guided by their boyfriends.

In fact, Heimdall is very calm. What makes him embarrassed is that his boyfriend thinks he is embarrassed.

After patiently listening to his boyfriend's puberty counseling tutorial for a while, Heimdall felt more and more that Victor did it on purpose. He always speaks concisely and directly to the point, but today he became inexplicably verbose. Why, I just want to see my own. Embarrassed?

What a wicked heart!

Before going out, Heimdall hinted several times, telling his boyfriend that he must properly dispose of the sheet, and emphasized that he would not mind helping to blow it up until there was no scum left.

Victor listened to Heimdall babbling over and over again with a good temper, and assured him that he didn't have to bother about it at all.

Heimdall affirmed the seriousness of his boyfriend, saying that he believed in his character.

However, this was not the case. Many years later, during a pre-Christmas cleaning, Heimdall found this sheet in the bottom shelf of the bedroom locker. Of course, the "traces" on it are still intact.

***

In the bar lobby on the first floor, Heimdall was surprised to see Remus Lupine, who was sitting quietly at a small table by the bar, reading a book.The lighting facilities in the Pig's Head Bar are not perfect, and the entire lobby is not bright enough due to the strong shading performance of old dirt. Reading here requires an extra candle.

The keeper of Aberforth does not supply more candles than the stated number, because no one has ever been educated in the Hog's Head.

Heimdall wondered whether Mr. Lupine could read the words clearly on the page, or was the werewolf's eyes particularly sharp?

Another thing that surprised Heimdall was that Aberforth took the initiative to prepare breakfast for them. Although the contents of the meal were lackluster, scrambled eggs, sausages, some sweet pies and vegetable cakes, and a large pot of hot tea .

The most important thing is that these cups and plates are clean, and the food is still steaming. These two alone have already made the students of Durmstrang chanted "Long live Merlin" as the Romans do, eating happily and mouthful Flowing oil, after thanking the creator for the generosity with tears streaming down his face, he couldn't help but imagine the Durmstrang Canteen with flowers, flowers, willows, green swallows, and birds singing.

Gold nests, silver nests, and diamond nests are no match for their own nests.

After breakfast, Bernick held a meeting of the school team members and announced the progress of the event. Later, Professor Katenen would lead everyone to Hogwarts' Quidditch pitch for a rehearsal for the opening ceremony.According to the words of the British Ministry of Magic, it is to let the national teams step on the spot to find the way, so as to prevent the North from being lost when the official opening tomorrow, which will not only make a fool of yourself, but also delay the time of the European people.

In fact, everyone knows that there is only one road from Hogsmeade to Hogwarts, and there is a lake. To put it bluntly, it is only a few steps from the small platform at Hogsmeade Station to the lake, ignoring the habitat in the water Even if you don’t take a boat, you can see the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry standing in the valley if you jump into the lake and swim forward.The rehearsal event is simply superfluous, and it is the unwillingness of the British Minister of Magic.

The wall clock on the wall spat out the cuckoo that shed its feathers. The members of the school team went out, and Professor Katenen had already gone to the station one step ahead of them.Boyfriend Victor is the trump card, there is no reason not to go to the group activities of the school team, Heimdall sat on a chair and watched them leave.

Heimdall drank the tea in the cup, looked around but found no sign of Aberforth, thought for a while, got up and walked upstairs.The floorboards creaked with his footsteps, but even so, Mr. Lupine did not look up, wondering what kind of rare book he was so engrossed in.

Heimdall returned to the guest room, took out the test paper for recruiting room members from the suitcase, and leaned on the large flannel pillow at the head of the bed to carefully correct and proofread it.After Heimdall finished grading all the test papers, the orange spot projected by the sun through the window on the floor had shifted from its original position. Heimdall put the test papers back in place, took out his pocket watch, glanced at it, pushed the door and left the room .

Aberforth was sitting in the middle of the stairs, drinking the hot whiskey one after another, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows when Heimdall passed him.

As soon as he reached the first floor, Heimdall heard a voice. Heimdall identified the source of the voice and found that it was just blocked by the bar.Heimdall remembered the location, where Mr. Remus Lupine was a scholar.Heimdall listened carefully and confirmed his guess.

Except for intermittent conversations, there was silence in the bar lobby.Faced with this situation, Heimdall inexplicably had the illusion of peeping into other people's privacy. Coupled with Aberforth's actions, he became more and more uncomfortable. Maybe he was talking about some secrets. It's better to stay out of the way.Heimdall turned back and walked back down the stairs on tiptoe.The old boards creaked under his feet, making him wince for a moment, but the conversation didn't stop.

When passing by Aberforth, the shopkeeper turned a blind eye just now, grabbed Heimdall's wrist with precision, moved his butt, and provided Heimdall with a temporary seat that could not be called comfortable. He also forced the big wooden cup in Heimdall's hand.

Heimdall pushed the cup back.

The voice downstairs suddenly rose, and Lupine's voice became sharp and piercing. It was probably because he was talking about excitement, and he couldn't help it.

"Professor, can't I really see Harry alone?" Lupine's voice was full of pleading.

Dumbledore refused.It should be a refusal, Heimdall guessed so, Principal Dumbledore's voice did not rise as Lupine couldn't help it, it was still vague and unreal.

"It's not just me, Black is too." Lupine continued to try without giving up. "Among the few of us, he has the closest relationship with James, and his love for Harry is also the strongest. I just want to look at Harry instead of Black, and it doesn't matter if I don't talk to him. It's enough to take a look from a distance, to see if he's doing well..." The voice behind him became blurred, but the emotion revealed was sincere and touching.

Aberforth suddenly sighed in a low voice, Heimdall glanced at him in confusion, he took out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to Heimdall, then gently patted Heimdall's head, He also gave away a kind smile that made people's teeth ache.

Heimdall took the candy without laughing, and accepted Aberforth's sympathy.Perhaps in the eyes of insiders, his genuine son who no one cares about is very pitiful.

Not knowing how the problem was solved, Heimdall didn't pay attention to the result, but concentrated on eating his lollipop.This time without the help of her boyfriend, in order to deal with this bigger candy than before, Heimdall had to work harder and harder to chew on it.

Before Dumbledore left, he unexpectedly turned to the stairs. Heimdall, who was chewing on a lollipop, did not make the old headmaster sigh in surprise. With a smile, Aberforth rolled his eyes in an unfriendly manner, and Heimdall didn't know how to respond, so he nodded and tried to fool him.

"Goodbye, Aberforth." The old headmaster looked at Heimdall when he said goodbye.

It wasn't until the bar door opened and closed, and the room returned to silence, that Heimdall let himself sigh: Albus Dumbledore is really a character.

Aberforth shook the empty glass in his hand, got up and walked down, Lupine was used to his elusiveness and didn't take it seriously.

Heimdall sat on the stairs and continued to chew on the lollipop until a quarter of the lollipops were wiped out before he stood up and went downstairs.

Remus Lupine's expression was gloomy and depressed. It seemed that the result of the conversation was not going well and did not achieve what he wanted.Heimdall found that each of them has a strong sense of spontaneously wanting to protect Mr. Potter. As of today, among the relevant people Heimdall has contacted, Lupine's reaction is the most obvious.

Is it because of the mysterious man?Thinking of this, Heimdall has never had any thoughts about Harry Potter, and gradually developed some thoughts, sympathy, Heimdall's self-analysis, it should be sympathy.

Some people say that being a savior is like falling in love. You don't know why, but you are sure. (These words come from "The Matrix") Just like a person who can't swim is recommended by everyone to participate in the Olympic Games, should he learn to swim before the game and go further, or let himself drown, or even abstain directly...

I sincerely hope that Mr. Porter has been able to ascertain.

Heimdall sighed in his heart: It's hard for the savior!

Just when Heimdall was thinking wildly, Lupine looked up and said gently: "Good afternoon. Did you sleep well last night?"

Heimdall came back to his senses: "Good afternoon. Sleep well."

"Hope those roaches didn't bother you."

Heimdall shook his head and said no, he didn't have time to pay attention to this last night.

"How about Hogsmeade Village? I used to come here when I was a student." The peaceful tone was full of nostalgia.

"I only visited Central Avenue, and didn't go anywhere else."

"Do I have the honor..." Lupine recommended himself as a guide.

Heimdall thought that the rehearsal didn't know when it would be over, so he agreed to Lupine's proposal.

Before going out, Heimdall ran to the counter, poked his head out and greeted Aberforth who was sitting behind the counter. If the school team came back early and asked him to help deliver the message, etc., Aberforth would be like a caterpillar. Waving his hand, he said "I know, I know!" with a very impatient expression.

Lupine, who was waiting outside the door, raised his eyebrows, and said to Heimdall who walked out of the bar: "Have you been so careful in doing things since you were a child? Black never thought of this."

Heimdall bit the lollipop, and murmured in his heart.

Hogsmeade is the only village in the UK that is completely free of Muggles, and it is also one of the favorite places for Hogwarts students to play.Lupine told Heimdall that on the day of coming to Hogsmeade Village, Hogwarts students would be crowded everywhere here, and everyone took the trouble to browse the displays in the window repeatedly.No matter how many years have passed, this enthusiastic atmosphere has never changed.

Now that the teams from all over the world are going to participate in the rehearsal, the crowded streets are suddenly quiet, and the "people go to the empty building" is too sudden, and the pedestrians on the street show a certain degree of discomfort.

Walking on Central Avenue, you can see many famous shops and public facilities along the road, such as Wenrenju quill shop, post office, Three Broomsticks bar, Fengya wizard clothing store, seasoning and joke shop, etc...

And the Shrieking Shack.

Remus Lupine stood by the road, staring blankly at the hillside at the end of the village without saying a word.

Heimdall followed his gaze, and there was a dark, dilapidated house standing alone on the top of the hill, which contradicted Hogsmeade's playful and warm overall feeling, and the eerie atmosphere presented was creepy.

"Is that the Shrieking Shack?" Heimdall asked.

Lupine came back to his senses and quickly adjusted his mentality: "Yes."

"What is it for?" Heimdall said casually.

Lupine's gaze was drawn away for a moment, and he lowered his head slightly at an angle that Heimdall could not see, his facial features plunged into darkness. "At one time, I regarded it as the safest refuge in the world." His voice was full of restraint, as if he was trying to stop the breach that was about to burst.

Heimdall didn't make any more noise, kept himself out of the way, and ate his lollipop quietly.He didn't bother Remus Lupine's thinking, or recall the youthful and frivolous past through thinking, and he didn't look at the changes in his face from excitement to joy, sadness, helplessness, and emotion .

Heimdall understood that all this was for Harry Potter, not him, Heimdall Sturlusson.