HP's Foreign Land

They were scattered by the crowd.

When Draco was attracted by the displays in the window of Mrs. Malkin's robe store, he couldn't help but stop and admire them. His cousin followed the crowd without knowing it. More than meters, and this number is constantly being refreshed.

Heimdall, who was in the crowd, turned back and shouted: "Let's move around freely, and meet at the Leaky Cauldron later, see you soon."

Just as Draco was about to answer, someone bumped his back, so he missed the opportunity to talk to his cousin, and could only watch helplessly as his cousin who was trapped in the crowd drifted away.

Draco turned around and glared, but found that it was an acquaintance who bumped into him. He raised an eyebrow and snorted angrily: "What a coincidence, Weasley."

Percy nodded at him, "Hello, Malfoy."

"Come to buy something?" There was an indescribable irony in Draco's words. The Weasley family did not improve by leaps and bounds because of the changes in Arthur's workplace. The current financial situation of the family is still not optimistic, but compared to before it has been improved.

"I'm going to Lihen Bookstore."

Next door to Mrs. Mojin's gown store is Lihen Bookstore.

Draco thought about it, and decided to go to the Lihen Bookstore for a walk. He was originally with Rigg, but suddenly he had nothing to do.Draco thought to himself, walk around the bookstore, buy two if you like it, and go directly to the Leaky Cauldron to wait for someone if you can't.

After making up his mind, Draco followed Percy into the ever-flowing Lihen Bookstore.

***

"Can you stop following me!" Miss Slivan was very angry.

"I didn't follow you." Heimdall said calmly.

"Then why did we run into each other again?"

"coincide."

"What is your purpose?" Miss Slivan insisted.

"You want a purpose? Let me think about it." Heimdall raised his hand and pointed to the young man who was picking things out of the shelves outside the Crucible Store: "By the way, I'm actually following him."

Miss Slivan was speechless for a moment. In fact, many drifters chose to resign themselves to their fate, and went where they moved. The young man who picked up the cauldron also went to several shops with them.

Miss Slivan became furious and stomped her feet vigorously: "Why are you so annoying!"

"I don't like you either. Oh, look, we want to go together again." Heimdall smirked wickedly.

Miss Slivan's face suddenly changed, and she screamed "Ah!" and quickly looked back. Unfortunately, there were too many people around, and she didn't see any flaws after looking around for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Heimdall asked.

"...someone touched my butt just now." Miss Slivan's pretty face was flushed red, and she didn't know whether it was from shame or anger. She had never suffered such humiliation before, and tears pooled in her eyes uncontrollably. .

Today's Diagon Alley is full of fish and dragons, and many lawbreakers took advantage of it to enter. Just now, there were several curses and roars from the crowd who found that the money was lost.

"I'm sorry." Heimdall hooked her shoulders, pulled her away from the crowd, and pulled her arm into a dark alley.At first, Miss Slivan was annoyed that Heimdall had grabbed her shoulders and grabbed her hands without authorization, but after a dizzying burst of crossing the street, she forgot her original intention, and they finally stood in a doorway. on the street.

"It's still quiet here." Heimdall sighed incomparably comfortably.

Miss Slivan looked left and right, and felt that the atmosphere was not quite right. The atmosphere of Christmas was overwhelming outside, but this street was permeated with a bit of gloom, which was completely incompatible with the hustle and bustle outside.

"Is this Knockturn Alley?"

"I didn't expect you to have some knowledge."

Miss Slivan had given up bickering with him. What was frustrating was that the kid wasn't hooked at all. No matter how she provoked her, it was of no avail. In the end, she was the one who was pissed off enough.

Facing the unfamiliar environment and the strange atmosphere, Miss Slivan couldn't help but rely on the young man who was only a few centimeters taller than her under her timidity.

"Let's go." She tugged at Heimdall's sleeve.

"Have you bought everything?" Heimdall said.

"No."

"Then buy it here. You can buy what you want in Knockturn Alley, so don't feel discriminated against." Heimdall walked forward.

But, I'm not discriminating... Miss Slivan was hesitant to move forward, and the way she came here was so messed up that she couldn't remember how to get there. When she found out that Heimdall really didn't know how to be sympathetic, she left herself behind , without even turning her head, she became anxious, and after a fierce battle between heaven and man, her self-esteem was defeated.

Miss Slivan gritted her teeth and hurriedly followed.

"Don't worry, I won't betray you." After noticing that she was following, Heimdall turned around and smiled at her.

Miss Slivan suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.

"Rig!" When Heimdall took her to the door of a shop, the shopkeeper inside rushed out and hugged Heimdall with surprise on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Bock." Heimdall laughed.

After talking to Heimdall with a smile on his face, Mr. Bork found a stunned, fashionable and beautiful lady standing beside him.

"Your girlfriend?" Mr. Bork winked at Heimdall.

"I only have a boyfriend." Heimdall denied frankly.

Mr. Bork did not go further on this topic, and welcomed the two guests into his shop.

Under the introduction of Heimdall, Mr. Bock took out the catalog list in the store. Of course, neither Bojin nor Bock would show it to others easily for the gift list specially prepared for certain customers.

Miss Slivan was surprised to find that most of the products in Diagon Alley can be purchased here except for specialty products and exclusive products.

"Isn't this a black magic item store?" Miss Slivan asked blankly, the shaky signboard outside the store said so.

"I like to drink orange juice." Heimdall said suddenly.

Miss Slivan frowned in confusion, what do you mean?

"But besides orange juice, I would occasionally try pumpkin juice, or whatever."

Miss Slivan is not a fool with a knot in her head, and she can figure it out after a little dredging.

Try a variety of flavors, and the scope of customers will expand. Who would complain that Jin Jialong earns too much?

Miss Slivan was a cheerful young lady. She immediately made a few items with Burke, even paid a deposit in advance, and told Mr. Burke that the house elves from the Slivan family would come to pick up the goods and pay the balance.

After saying goodbye to the reluctant Mr. Bork, Heimdall took Miss Slivan to continue wandering around Knockturn Alley.

Miss Slivan was surprised to find that many people here knew Sturlusson. No matter men, women, young or old, they would greet him whenever they saw him. Some women and men wore strange or tattered robes, and they gave off an ominous look. Sturlusson still greeted them with a smile, without any fear at all.

A woman with black hair and a black robe suddenly came out of the shadows. Miss Slivan frowned at the exaggerated walking posture: the robe was not buttoned properly, her chest was almost exposed, why was her hip shaking so much? The waist was so twisted that it was almost broken, and it was so indecent to wink in public!

"I haven't seen you for such a long time. Not only have I grown taller, but I have also become more and more handsome." The woman leaned limply on Heimdall's side, and gently slid her snow-white fingers on Heimdall's chin , the tone is soft and ambiguous, and the tone is sexy and provocative.

Heimdall grabbed the hand that teased him, lowered his head in a gentlemanly manner, and printed a kiss on it: "You haven't changed at all, you are still so bright and charming."

The black-haired woman smiled happily, grabbed Heimdall's face and kissed it forcefully: "You haven't changed at all, your mouth is still so sweet."

Miss Slivan was so dumbfounded that her jaw almost dropped to the floor.

"You, you, you... don't you like Victor?" When the two left Knockturn Alley, Miss Slivan couldn't help it anymore.

"Yes."

"How can you let those messy women kiss you! It's too indecent!" Miss Slivan questioned loudly.

Heimdall blinked in surprise: "So you are so innocent."

Miss Slivan couldn't believe her ears, what did this man say?Innocent?

"Is the education in your family very strict?" Heimdall said.

"Of course, girls must be clean and self-respecting." Miss Slivan emphasized arrogantly.

"But the last time you changed your look just to put on a show, and you even went to our school to seduce my boyfriend."

Miss Slivan was choked speechless again.

"I... I didn't know about you and Victor at that time..." After a long while, she turned her eyes away and said softly.

"Then you know now?"

"Nonsense!" Miss Slivan gave him a blank look.

"In other words, you have given up." Heimdall nodded.

"Yes... No! Who said I'm going to give up!" Miss Slivan was so angry that she must not be careless when talking to this person, and she was almost entangled by him.

"You will give up." Heimdall said slowly. "Because you are the clean and self-respecting lady of the Slivan family, otherwise you would be the same as those indiscreet women. Of course you will not be indiscreet, right?"

Miss Slivan burst into tears. She shot herself in the foot.

Heimdall took out his pocket watch to check, and found that it was getting late, and he was still thinking about Draco, so he said to Miss Slivan, "I'm leaving."

"Well, let me go too." Miss Slivan replied dejectedly.

"Why so sad? Isn't it a happy Christmas shopping trip?" Heimdall joked.

Miss Slivan sighed hard, and had lost the ability to fight back.

Heimdall took out a toffee from his pocket and gave it to him. Ever since he had a unique Chimera friend, toffee has become one of his regular items.

Miss Slivan looked away for a moment, as if she had finally found a chance for revenge, she snorted loudly: "You treat me like a child, keep this kind of food for yourself, little brother!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I acted subconsciously and took you for toffee." Heimdall retracted his hand.

Miss Slivan was confused for a while, what does it mean to "treat you like a toffee"?Isn't the toffee in his hand?

Heimdall pulled out his wand, and the toffee turned into a blooming pink rose in the palm of his hand, "It's right now, flowers and beauties complement each other." He raised his hand, and put the fragrant and pleasant rose flower into Miss Slivan's temple place.

"Merry Christmas." Heimdall smiled and turned to leave.

Miss Slivan stood there, foolishly watching Heimdall drift away until she could no longer see her.

She subconsciously caressed the flowers on her temples, then touched her chest, and found that there was a lot of dancing there, and then she felt her face was very hot. The reaction was completely different, not even, not even Victor had given her such a unique sense of stimulation.

The gentle smiling face of Sturlusson when he left turned into a Muggle photo in her mind, shaking it repeatedly, making her dizzy.

what happened?Why does she think Sturlusson is handsome?Very mature?very attractive?Is he really only in the second grade?

Am I actually a skittish woman?

Miss Slivan couldn't be more horrified, frightened by her own indiscretions, and especially frightened by the fact that she should be frightened by a younger brother who was also her rival in love.

Miss Slivan was so upset that she wanted to cry, she spat at herself, and said to herself that she must have had some terrible black magic or curse while shopping in Knockturn Alley, and she shouldn't be here, No good wizard would come here, and she ran for her life from there.

Ms. Slivan may have seen the essence through the phenomenon because of a woman's sixth sense, or she may have seen the essence through the phenomenon by accident. Unfortunately, she herself does not know this... Judging from the current situation, she is determined not to know this.