HP's Foreign Land

Heimdall didn't want to beat him, but he said anyway: "I don't have anything to know." This was not a perfunctory word, he refused to increase revenue and reduce expenditure until the old things were digested.

Victor was so helpless and frustrated, his tall little chest quickly shrank.

Heimdall saw his disheveled face, so he called Cheese out and asked if there was any way to do it. Cheese flicked his fingers to turn decay into magic—the ragged boy became glamorous again.

Heimdall tried hard to stay calm, but still couldn't avoid the dumbfounded look.

Young Master Victor Krum certainly wasn't as excited as he was. As a local resident, and a local resident of the "Master" level, he was naturally not surprised by the ability of house elves.

Young Master Krum tidied up his clothes calmly. The indignity just now was like a yellow flower from yesterday, and it was replaced by a new flower in the blink of an eye.

"I'm honored, I'm Krum, Victor Krum." The young master Krum introduced himself politely, and he stretched out his right hand in a dignified manner, showing a mature and prudent look.

Heimdall wanted to laugh when he saw the "I'm actually very mature" expression on his face, he was obviously a brat.

"Hello." Heimdall held out his hand.

Victor nodded, satisfied with his performance.

Heimdall noticed that he was holding on to his hand, so he looked up at him strangely.

When Victor saw him, he looked at himself again, and hurriedly said, "You didn't tell me your name!"

Heimdall suddenly said, "I am Heimdall." Unexpectedly, he was quite patient.

"And then?" Victor asked.

"What then?"

Victor shook his clasped hands vigorously: "Your name is Heimdall? Last name? Or first name?"

Heimdall said lightly, "It's Heimdall."

Victor raised his thick eyebrows: "Your house elf called you 'Master Rig' just now, I heard you!" Elder Krum refused to be fooled, he was obviously younger than him and dared to lie.

"That's my nickname." Heimdall didn't care much.

Victor lowered his head and said silently several times, "Rig is easier to pronounce, so I'll call you Rieg." Young Master Krum made the decision arbitrarily, forgetting the question just now.

It was just a title, and Heimdall let him go without laughing.

"Fortunately, your broom wasn't broken." During the speech, Cheese had delivered the household broomstick, except for the empty basket, everything else was intact.

"I'm going back!" Victor saw the broom suddenly change his face, and he had been out for so long that he forgot the time.

"Thank you!" He took the broom, turned around and ran, and turned back after not running far. "Are you still here tomorrow?"

"I don't know." Heimdall shrugged.

Victor stared intently at Heimdall's blond hair for a long time, just when the little boy moved, the strands of hair rose slightly, like feathers, and looked softer than wool, and his empty left hand that was about to move was violently Tuck it in your pocket.

Victor swallowed his saliva, turned his eyes away with difficulty, "I'll come to you tomorrow, you must not go out." Reluctantly lingering for several times, Young Master Krum made up his mind to close his eyes hard , turned around and dragged the broom and ran away.

Heimdall looked at his back and said, "Cheese, can you follow and see." Heimdall was a little worried that this kid would hit another tree again.

"Cheese can't do it." Cheese appeared behind Heimdall, with a low eyebrow but a firm attitude. "Cheese cannot leave Master Rigg without the master's order."

Heimdall smiled, but had no choice but to give up.

***

The next morning, after patiently listening to his grandmother's ten thousand exhortations, Victor finally went out of the room. Even Bernick ran over excitedly to be with him because of this, but he ignored his cousin's call Leaving behind, he ran and bumped all the way, passed through the white fence, and got into the small garden behind the Shanxing Hotel.

This road is the shortest distance, and he had scouted it when he went back yesterday.

Before he could stand still, he looked around impatiently, but he didn't see the little one. Victor was very disappointed. He was hesitating whether to go into the hotel to inquire, when he saw the little one coming out from the back door of the hotel, and then I sat down in my old seat from yesterday.

Victor was overjoyed, and jumped out from behind the bushes carelessly. As a result, the little guy didn't even lift his head, and took out a metal-shaped object that he didn't know what to do with it from his pocket. A self-sufficient posture.

Victor froze in place, suddenly felt in a dilemma.

What should I do, he doesn't seem to be waiting for me...

Victor was entangled, thinking of the little boy's not-so-warm attitude yesterday, he became hesitant, and began to discuss life and self-examination for the first time in his life: Am I annoying?Young Master Krum deliberated many times from this to that and from that to this, but in the end he still didn't come to a result.

When he couldn't make up his mind any more, he stood up, and Xiong Jiu walked over vigorously, then stopped 50 meters away, and walked back and forth with his legs and feet.

Victor's idea is very simple, he walks around like this, the little one can see it as soon as he raises his eyes, and then he has a reason to run over to talk to him.Victor was full of confidence in his plan, with his chest out and his stomach in, and he walked briskly, but unfortunately he still didn't even look at him after walking around twice.

Is it too far?

Thinking of this, Victor advanced another twenty meters and walked back and forth again.

The little one is still the same.

Victor was so anxious that he coughed vigorously without thinking, only to see the little boy clap his hands and raise his eyes.

At that moment, Young Master Krum was extremely excited.

***

"Hello." Heimdall smiled at Victor.

Victor nodded, and walked over with great attention to the image, and asked casually after approaching: "What are you playing?" He just stared at it for a long time, what is more attractive than him.Victor's self-esteem has been challenged unprecedentedly.

"Nine Links." Heimdall raised the metal toy in his hand.

Victor glanced at it pretending to be reserved, curious in his heart: "I've never seen it before."

"It's a Muggle toy."

Victor suddenly realized.

After a moment of silence, Victor made an invitation: "Shall we go out to have fun?"

Heimdall wanted to go out and have a look, just treat it as a tourist.

"Do you know this neighborhood? I don't understand Bulgarian, so I don't dare to walk around casually." I'm afraid I won't be able to find it back then.

Heimdall was completely overwhelmed, how could he get lost with Cheese behind him, his Muggle consciousness was deeply rooted, and it would take a long time to completely correct it.

But his words hit Victor's heart, and he immediately reassured loudly: "Don't worry, take care of me!" Victor no longer remembered that it was the first time he walked out.

But the young master Krum has a trick. He memorized all the game strategies that his cousin Bernick showed him before, and plagiarized his intellectual property rights without any scruples. Victor confidently took The little one is on the road.

Along the way, Heimdall revisited the crawling and rolling games loved by little boys in the Zhengtai era, such as climbing trees, digging pits, catching insects, molesting small animals, and smirking for a long time ...

Heimdall felt like the worried adult following the mischievous child.I saw a lot of scenery, but I didn't feel entertained at all, but the feeling of being entertained became stronger and stronger.

"Be careful!" Victor pulled Heimdall to his side with all his strength, and pressed him behind the bushes that were half a person tall.

Behind the wooden fence not far away are several wine barrels more than two meters high. A woman is directing a row of wine jugs to fill wine under one of the barrels. The sweet smell wafts from time to time, Haim Dahl sniffed hard, not sure whether it was wine or a drink, or even a floral scent.

Victor gently pushed aside the leaves, staring intently behind the fence.

"Why are we hiding?" This is what Heimdall still couldn't figure out.

"Hush!" Victor put his finger on his lips in a panic to silence him.

Heimdall shrugged uninterestedly, turned around and crawled outside.

Victor grabbed him by the shoulder all of a sudden: "Where are you going?" Even if he questioned him, he didn't forget to keep his voice down, which didn't sound like a good thing.

Heimdall climbed even harder.

"Wait, it will be ready soon!" Victor thought he was impatient, so he tried his best to comfort him with words.

The strength of a ten-year-old child should not be underestimated, at least a certain fake Douding felt that it was as if Mount Tai was crushing the top, so Heimdall was tightly hugged in his arms, unable to break free no matter what.

However, Viktor got his wish and touched his long-awaited hair that was softer than wool. He not only touched it with his hands, but even rubbed it with his face. As expected, I was very happy, and Heimdall Rubbing his head like a pillow.

Just when Heimdall thought he was going to be rubbed into a bald man, Victor suddenly jumped up and pulled him to rush out, and dragged him to the side of the stacked wine barrels in a blink of an eye.

The woman who filled the wine just now has left.

It was only when Heimdall stood beside the pile of wine barrels that he realized how huge these barrels were, much larger than ordinary wine barrels, making the two children look smaller.

"What are you doing?!" Heimdall said in surprise.One didn't pay attention to this kid and climbed to the top, and he continued to climb.Heimdall was speechless, he was too skinny.

Young Master Krum was actually so scared of being locked up that he tried everything once he was released.Two days ago, Bernick showed him the exciting moment of climbing to the top. Of course, the jealous Victor never forgot. Before coming here, he attached great importance to the "importance" of climbing wine barrels.Think of it as a grand finale.Since Bernick has done it before, he is naturally unwilling to lag behind, isn't it just climbing the wine barrel, he wants to prove that he is by no means a coward.In short, it must be done!

In the blink of an eye, Victor climbed to the top. After climbing to the top, he didn’t dare to look down. Just now, he glanced at it in the middle of the climb and was impressed. souvenirs.

Heimdall stared unblinkingly under the wine barrel, for fear that if he missed a glance, the child would fall off and turn into mud.

As a result, Young Master Krum suddenly yelled and waved at him, holding something in his hand, and the symptoms of fear of heights disappeared.

Heimdall was furious: "Come down!" He expressed his worries and doubts about the stability of the fulcrum repeatedly like a child's father.

Once raw and second cooked, Victor quickly returned to the ground, triumphantly showing Heimdall his prize - the barrel stopper.

"I'm going back..." Heimdall walked out dumbfounded. This afternoon was so exciting, he really wanted to lie in bed and recharge his batteries for 100 years.

Victor shyly withdrew his hand. He noticed that the little one was unhappy, but he didn't know what he had done wrong, so he left behind with his head downcast.

Just walking 20 meters away, there was a muffled sound of "pong", which brought a gust of wind, and the dust was flying under the feet.

The two children, one big and one small, looked back in confusion. The scene in front of them made Heimdall gape and his eyes widened. Victor was more surprised and puzzled.

The top bucket rolled down by itself, gurgling out the wine, while bouncing towards them.

That's right, it's jumping and rolling, and this bucket actually knows how to change speed.

Heimdall had lost his ability to think in a very Muggle way.

Victor picked him up and ran away. Within three steps, the two of them fell to the ground, knocked on the muddy ground with rich primitive features, and they were in a mess. It is true that a ten-year-old child hugged a six-year-old child and ran away. It was a little more cruel, and Victor succumbed to the cruelty of reality within three steps.

But this fall woke up a certain Muggle. Heimdall looked at the approaching barrel, waved away Victor's hand that was about to wrap around him again, and grabbed Wick with all his strength. Because of nervousness, he forgot the cork of the wooden barrel that he held tightly in his hand. He raised his hand and threw it towards the wooden barrel in front of him. The aggressive wooden barrel stopped less than half a meter away from them and landed on the ground The stopper on the ground jumped up and stuffed back into place as if it had received some kind of induction.

The drink stopped leaking, and everything was back to normal, except for the spilled wine all over the floor.

Heimdall thought that the wooden barrel would magically roll back and arrange itself again, but nothing happened, which made him agitated for nothing, and he couldn't help cursing the store's anticlimactic behavior in his heart.

Heimdall called out the cheese that hadn't been remembered just now, and the house elf appeared in an instant and returned the wooden barrel to its original position.At the same time, the owner of the bar who heard the movement ran out, and his plan to run away quietly failed.You can tell what's going on just by looking at it—the drink on the ground has not dried up, and the boss's face has become ugly.

Victor held Heimdall's hand and hid him behind him, with a posture of one person doing things and one person doing things, and facing the menacing shopkeeper fearlessly with his chest up.

The boss didn't take a few steps and suddenly stagnated. He cast his eyes behind Victor. At the same time, Victor felt the little hand he was holding was pulled out of his grasp, and the temperature of the little one lingering behind him also disappeared. How much is Victor? Immediately turned around in shock, and saw a well-dressed man holding the little one in his arms easily.

This man who came suddenly did what he couldn't do. Facing the strength advantage of an adult and his calm and calm attitude, he couldn't help but get angry, and the young master Krum felt very jealous.

Heimdall heaved a sigh of relief after being held in Snow's arms. He whispered a few words into Snow's ear, and Snow immediately understood what happened.He lightly patted the dust on Heimdall's clothes, and during his movements, Cheese had already understood and ran over to discuss compensation with the bar owner.

Young Master Krum was left there, and no one paid attention to him for a while.

The owner of the bar got a lot of compensation, he didn't pursue it, and left contentedly.

"Let's go back." Snow said with a smile while holding Heimdall.

Heimdall tugged at his collar and told him not to ignore people on purpose.

Snow raised his eyebrows: "Cheese, send this young master back—"

"I'm Victor Krum! Not the young master!" Victor roared loudly, his eyes even a little vicious.

Krum?Snow quietly ordered again: "Send Young Master Krum back."

"I'll go by myself!" Victor continued to stare and stare, not to be outdone.

"Go home early, the family will be worried, little brother." Snow squinted at Victor, with a teasing tone to hide his bad intentions. If it wasn't for this brat, how could Rigg be in such a mess.

Heimdall tugged at his collar again: "He's only ten years old." Don't overdo it.

"Honey, I know you are six years old, don't remind me."

Heimdall sighed in his heart, his face returned to the previous paralyzed look, Snow panicked all of a sudden, he was most afraid of seeing such a world-weary expression on Rieger, he didn't dare to stay any longer, hugged Heimdall hurried back, teasing Heimdall with words as he ran.

Before leaving, Heimdall waved to Victor.

Victor raised his hand, but before he could wave it, the little boy disappeared behind a row of houses. Victor stood there staring at it for a long time in frustration.

As a matter of course, the ending of being sent back by Cheese is completely different from that of going back by himself. Victor was grounded, and his daily activities were only in the house, and he could not go out.Victor suspected that an adult did it on purpose. Victor gritted his teeth and counted the minutes and seconds on the clock.

It was already three days after he was released again, and three days later, the Shanxing Hotel greeted him with empty rooms.

The little one is gone.

Victor is even more convinced that this is an adult conspiracy.

"One day!" Victor roared angrily facing the air in the room. "I'm going to grow up! I'm going to be a great adult! I'm going to be a tall, big man who can easily pick up the little ones!!!"

This is the first grand life goal Mr. Victor Klum has planned for himself in this life.

Four years later, when Victor saw Heimdall again and recognized him, he was very touched. Suddenly, he was one step closer to the "magnificent" goal when he was a child. By coincidence, he picked up the little one from the beginning, and he did it with ease.

The only regret is that Xiao BuDian no longer remembers him.

Two years later, Victor hugged Heimdall and gnawed and bit, lovingly stroking the soft blond hair that he had missed so much when he was a child, feeling indescribably happy and satisfied in his heart.

"You seem to like my hair very much." I found that my boyfriend rubbed his cheek against the top of his head vigorously.

"This is my wish when I was young. I am reminiscing about my childhood." A certain boyfriend said without changing his face.

Childhood wish - hug the little one and rub your hair.

"what about now?"

Victor smiled and said nothing, bent down and kissed Heimdall's lips.

Today's wish - pick up the little one, rub the hair, and eat it.

There is no doubt that.

This is beyond the scope of the "magnificent" goal, and it is too much...