HP's Foreign Land

At noon the next day, Heimdall and Victor had a sudden whim and ran to Muggle London. Heimdall brought some pounds with him before leaving Heimdall. He used the small part that Snow gave him.

On this day, for the first time in his life, Mr. Crumb took the subway.

Crowds of different skin colors are constantly flowing, steel dragons roaring and shuttling in the black tunnel, the confined space, dazzling signal lights, huge English letters, and the noisy environment, all of which brought the native Bulgarian wizard Viktor K. Mr. Lumm has quite a strong sense of shock and visual impact.

They got out of the car in a hurry after a few stops, and Victor still hadn't fully recovered when he was walking on the busy street.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Heimdall bought a bottle of water for his boyfriend at a convenience store on the side of the road. "Need to find a place to sit?" Heimdall found that his face was not very good, and suspected that his boyfriend fainted on the subway. Although it is incredible, considering the original living environment of wizards, it is very difficult for Muggle traffic. It is also normal for tools to not adapt.

Victor took the mineral water and unscrewed the cap to take a few sips, then shook his head, telling Heimdall not to worry: "It's okay, it will be fine later."

"Let's find a place to sit, there is a McDonald's in front."

Victor felt a headache when he saw the brightly lit and slightly crowded store furnishings, and the Muggles coming in and out, so he shook his head for the second time.

Heimdall tried Victor's forehead with his hand, and felt the cold sweat on his hand, so he said: "Why don't you go to the place where my mother lived, it's not very far from here, can you go?" London, Apparating in front of so many people is unrealistic, and the ecstatic squeeze of Apparating movement is not a beneficial option.

Victor resolutely chose to walk, he had always wanted to see the place where Rieger lived, and he would not miss such a golden opportunity.

"Am I quite useless?" Victor felt a deep sense of frustration.

"It's nothing, traffic sickness is normal, a lot of Muggles do, and I get motion sickness sometimes too."

Victor quickly waved the subject away, not wanting to delve into it any further, let alone getting depressed.

When there was still 100 meters away from the house that carried Heimdall's time-travel memory, Heimdall pointed to Victor: "It's the house with the smoke gray roof."

They walked to the half-height fence in front of the house, and Heimdall pushed open the small iron gate: "Snow's house elf will come to clean and maintain it from time to time, and the inside is still very clean." Heimdall said while turning his head. When he came, he saw a middle-aged woman with short hair around her ears standing outside the fence, staring at herself with her mouth gaping.

"What's the matter with you?" Heimdall asked strangely.

Victor turned around immediately upon hearing this.

The woman didn't even look at Victor. After being dazed for a while, the expression on her face suddenly became very excited. She pushed open the small iron gate and wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Victor.

No matter how hard the woman struggled, she couldn't get rid of Victor's control, and she gradually calmed down after a long time.

"I'm sorry, I mean no harm." The short-haired woman's eyes were firmly glued to Heimdall. "This house has never been lived in, and today I saw someone coming..." She said with a self-deprecating self-deprecating smile.

Victor let go of his hand blankly, turned around and walked to Heimdall.

"You live near here?" Heimdall compared left and right with his fingers. "A neighbor?"

"Oh, no, no, no, I don't live here." The woman shook her head, and then there was no more to say, but her eyes did not forget to keep staring at Heimdall.

After a strange silence passed, Heimdall sighed: "I'm sorry, but if you're fine, we'll be excused."

The woman got anxious when she heard that, and was met with cold eyes from Victor when she moved her footsteps. She stood there apprehensively, and found that the blond boy had turned around and walked towards the gate. He opened his mouth and blurted out a word: "Do you know him?" I?"

Heimdall turned around in surprise, his eyes made the woman blush.

"No... I didn't mean that... I just wanted to ask if we met somewhere before..."

strike up a conversation?Heimdall was speechless, not quite like it.

"I'm sure, this is the first time we've met." Heimdall said without hesitation.

The woman opened her eyes wide and tried to find the clues she wanted to find from Heimdall's face, but unfortunately she was disappointed, there was nothing.The woman said very lonely: "I think I have forgotten something, but no matter how I think about it, I just can't remember it, and I always feel that what I have forgotten is very important to me. It has been bothering me for the past few years. Even my There was nothing the psychiatrist could do until last year when I came to this street for work and saw this house...”

When Heimdall heard this, he had a vague idea in his mind that this woman probably knew the former Rieger.

"Forgive me, I don't seem to be able to help you." Heimdall turned around decisively and opened the door to enter the room.

Victor followed behind.

The door closed gently in front of the woman's eyes.

***

"This is the efficiency of the British Ministry of Magic? It's an eye-opener!" Rommel smiled, but his tone was not kind.

Snow rubbed his temples with a headache: "They never told me about it, and I only found out about it today."

"If Rieger hadn't met that Muggle today, would they have planned to let it go without doing anything?" Rommel said stiffly.

"Probably not. The minister hates Muggles very much. He usually gets angry when talking about Muggles. He won't let Muggles have a chance to get in touch with the wizarding world." Lucius said hastily.

"Your minister's physique is too fragile. He should be less angry, so he should be able to live for a few more years."

"Rommel!" Snow warned in a low voice.

Lucius suddenly felt that he was in an awkward situation. On the one hand, he was Rigg's uncle; on the other hand, he was also an official of the British Ministry of Magic, and was included in Rommel's denunciation list.

"This is the first time I know that Muggles have the ability to resist the restriction of magic." Heimdall thought to himself, how should we define magic resistance?

"This kind of situation is very rare, but it is not impossible. The probability is about one out of tens of thousands." Snow said.

"That means we hit the jackpot." Heimdall joked.

"You can't remember at all?" Snow looked at Heimdall. "This woman has been taking care of you since she was one year old, and her memory was erased until you were officially adopted by me. I have no memory at all?"

"No." Heimdall answered quickly.

"Don't bother Rieger with this kind of thing, let your memory write-off command be more motivated." Rommel said. "By the way, isn't Osam the director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters? What has he been doing these past few years?"

"He doesn't know..." Snow said helplessly. "The amnestics at the headquarters didn't take it too seriously. It's been so many years, and all surveillance has been withdrawn long ago."

"Since that's the case, don't think too much about it. Let Osam deal with the aftermath. This is his duty." Rommel frowned. "What a storm a Muggle can make!"

Rommel was wrong, he shouldn't underestimate Muggles.

At noon the next day, when everyone was still having lunch, Snow rushed into the dining room: "That woman has all remembered!"

Everyone's expression became very depressed.

Osam then appeared: "Probably because I was too excited to see Lige yesterday, she broke through the confinement of magic and remembered everything." He took out a missing person notice with Ivy on it, six In the age, Heimdall and the current Heimdall and Snow's face, although not [-] % similar, can definitely recognize it at a glance. "This Mrs. Mary Cowan took the Missing Person notice and asked everywhere on that street, and even knocked on the door of every house. My colleague pretended to be a resident on the street and asked her for a copy."

"Leave it alone. She doesn't know the wizarding world, nor does she know the identities of Ivy and Rieger. Snow had contact with her before, but he didn't reveal it." Rommel disagreed.

"This woman has a really good memory. I've only met her a few times before and after." Snow shook his head. "It's all my fault for not thinking about it."

"What does this have to do with you?" Rommel felt that Snow was just looking for trouble.

Osam rolled his eyes, don't think he couldn't hear Rommel's accusations.

"Things are more complicated than expected." Osam dragged a chair and sat down. "The memory write-off magic has no effect on that woman, and this kind of thing has two things, after all, she remembered it by herself, which is more difficult."

"That's why I said just leave it alone." Rommel emphasized twice.

"My colleague revealed her secrets when she was writing off her second memory. She clearly saw my colleague using a wand to cast magic on her forehead. According to the mandatory provisions of No. 13 of the International Federation of Wizards' Secrecy Law, non-magic The members of the world who witnessed the magical activities will have their memory canceled, but the magic of canceling memory has no effect on her." This is the first time that young people in the strange event department, including himself, have encountered such a rare thing in a thousand years.

"So that lady already knows about the wizarding world?" Heimdall asked.

"My colleague later decisively tried to modify her memory and found that as long as Rigg was not involved, her memory was easily succumbed, so what she witnessed has been erased."

"In other words things are back to square one," Rommel said.

"That's right." Osam smiled wryly. "The Ministry thinks this is very unsafe. Although the memory of magic is erased, Rieger's memory still exists. There is no guarantee that she will not associate it with that in the future."

"What did you do to make that lady miss you so much?" Osam expressed confusion and emotion to Heimdall.

Heimdall spread his hands.

"Is she already married?" Rommel asked suddenly.

"The husband and son died in a car accident seven years ago," Osam said.

"Give her some love potion, let her have something else to look forward to! Anything is fine, maybe cast an Unforgivable Curse to make her shut up forever!"

"Rommel, you will go to jail for doing this." Snow reminded his elder brother to take it easy.

The grown-ups immediately insisted on their own opinions and quarreled violently.

"Then tell her."

The dining room suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Victor.

The latter continued: "Continue to hide things about the wizarding world, just tell her about Rieger's recent situation, not to mention that she saw Rieger yesterday, we can make things easier for her to understand that Rieger is doing well now, and once she sees Rieger Take it easy and stop thinking about it.”

The adults looked at each other for a while.

"Let's go back to the Ministry of Magic to study it." Osam stood up first.There is no precedent for this kind of thing, and how to operate it needs to be deployed carefully.

In the end Lucius followed Osam and Snow to the Ministry of Magic.

Before leaving, Osam said to Victor: "Why do you feel like you are quite experienced?"

"Our family has been in the flower business with Muggles for more than 200 years. It is too deep to go into that world, and there are too many people involved. It is not easy to withdraw. If something happens, it is too late and unrealistic to write off the memory, so we hide it. Everything about the magic world, and everything else is told truthfully, and nothing has gone wrong for hundreds of years, half-truths and half-false words are easy to be believed."

Osam suddenly realized, this is the secret of the Krum family's wealth accumulation?Wizards and Muggles?

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Snow and Lucius returned home after finishing everything, and everyone was sitting in the living room waiting for their next words.

As soon as Lucius sat down, Narcissa immediately served her husband tea and water without using his hands.

Snow loosened his tie, slumped on the sofa, and stretched out his hand to hold Heimdall in his arms. His clean and neat technique made a man named Victor Krum clenched his fists.

"I've already told Mary Cowan everything, except about the wizarding world." Snow bowed his head and kissed Heimdall's hair. "I told her that Rieger is now living with his father, immigrated to Iceland, became an Icelandic citizen, went to school and lived there, and everything has adapted well."

"So it's settled? She accepted?" Rommel asked.

"Only Merlin knows." Whenever Lucius mentioned Muggles, he could not help showing a trace of disdain. "That Mrs. Cowan wants to meet Rieger again, but she is indifferent and sticks to her own point of view no matter how expressly hinted she is, she is a very difficult Muggle."

"Honey?" Snow lowered his head and whispered to Heimdall. "What's your opinion? Do you want to see her again? Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't see her. We will take care of this matter."

Heimdall was both touching and funny, and Mrs. Cowan was like a scourge in the eyes of her father and uncle.

"Then let's meet. If she refuses to meet, it will make her feel strange, and then she will start thinking wildly again. It will be bad if she thinks of other things." Heimdall thought for a while and said. "But does she know that I don't remember the past?"

Snow groaned seemingly in pain: "That's the reason she insisted on meeting. It's all my fault for talking too much. Originally, everything was going well, but as soon as I heard about it, I immediately asked to meet you."

Heimdall sighed in his heart, that lady must love "Rig" from the bottom of her heart.

Heimdall nodded: "Okay, I see, when will we meet?" He and Victor are going back to school on the [-]th.

"At noon tomorrow, in your mother's house." Snow suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at Victor. "You can go with us too. Rommel and I are not very good at dealing with Muggle affairs. You are more experienced than us in this regard."

"No problem." Victor wished for it more, as long as it was about Rigg, he wanted to get involved no matter what.

"I'm going too?" Rommel's mood suddenly became very ugly.

"This is one of her requests, to meet your father," Snow said. "But Rommel, I have to remind you that she knows that Ivy has a sweetheart whom she misses so much. Fortunately, Ivy never described Sirius's appearance to her, nor did she show her any photos or portraits, nor did she know that Ivy How Wei told her at the beginning, she seemed to believe that it was this hateful sweetheart who abandoned Ivy, you know, women like to sympathize with the weak..."

"Wait," Rommel interrupted him with a hand. "You mean she knows Sirius Black?"

"Yes." Snow nodded. "You will meet her in this capacity."

"Why? Just say I adopted Rigg!" Rommel cursed the British Ministry of Magic again.

"Because doing this will bring immediate results and the aftermath will be convenient. We don't want to procrastinate any longer. Instead of spending time explaining the ins and outs to her, it may involve our family and the Malfoy family. It's better to make mistakes than make mistakes. Therefore, "Snow threw an apologetic smile at Narcissa. "After discussion, the Ministry decided to carry it in the name of the Black family, but please rest assured that we will take care of the aftermath."

Narcissa nodded hesitantly.

It was rare to be able to give orders to the mighty Rommel. Of course, Snow would not miss the opportunity. He turned his head and said seriously to his elder brother, "Remember, tomorrow you will be Sirius Black."

Rommel's eyebrows twitched.

Useless Brits, even a Muggle woman can't get it right, and they still mobilize people for it.Rommel thought blankly.It's still time to put that woman in Avada!