HP's Foreign Land

"Sturlusson?" Professor Katenen turned around and shouted when he realized that Heimdall hadn't followed.

Heimdall came back to his senses, and ran over in three steps at a time.

Katenen took Heimdall into No. 21 Zhongxia Avenue. No. 21 is a restaurant called Reading Hut, which is one of the signature restaurants in Kapok Ancient Town.The food here is delicious, and the biggest feature of the reading hut is that rows of books are flying around you with teapots. You don’t have to worry about them hitting your head. These books floating in the air will be with you. People always keep at arm's length.

The windows in the shop were clean and clean, and every table was wiped clean. Professor Katenin led Heimdall into a small private room, which was surrounded by four rattan grille walls, and the walls were covered with green leaves. The palm-sized broad leaves are covered with blood-red veins, and the fingernail-sized flower buds are looming between the leaves.

It was a plant that Heimdall had never seen before.

"Don't touch it." Professor Katenin reminded him when he saw him getting closer. "This flower will spit out a foul smell, and if you inhale too much, it may have a certain paralysis effect."

"Why did you plant it in the shop? Aren't you just asking for trouble?" Heimdall sat back on the chair obediently, keeping away from the plant.

"Look there." Professor Katenen pointed to the other side of the store.

Heimdall followed the trend, looked through the irregular door opening, and saw the same plants growing on the grille wall opposite.A clerk walked around the grid wall with a pair of scissors for a while. Two young girls watched the clerk's every move without blinking.Immediately, a strong fragrance rose from the store, and the source of the fragrance was the vine with the small flowers.

The two little girls took the vines, paid the money and left contentedly.

"This flower is also one of the items for sale." Professor Katenen explained. "As long as you master the tricks, what you cut will be fragrant flowers."

"What is the name of this plant? What is its function?"

"Blood Palm Heather, the smell it emits can effectively drive away the goblins in the garden. In fact, no matter whether it is fragrant or smelly, goblins don't like it. The stench of Blood Palm Heather has little effect on humans, but it has a paralyzing effect on goblins. Very strong. The difficulty lies in the fact that it is difficult to grow. Without certain experience, it is impossible to raise them. Unless there are special needs, the residents of Kapok Town generally only choose fragrant flower vines. No one likes to grow smelly things in their yards. , after you buy it back, you can live directly by planting it in the soil. If you buy fragrant flowers, you will grow fragrant flowers, and if you buy them, they will naturally be smelly flowers. Once you plant them in the soil, they can only survive for one year, and you need to replant them after one year. Buy."

After hearing this, Heimdall looked around in awe at the blood palm heather that climbed almost to the ceiling. According to the vigorous momentum, the shop owner must be a master in planting blood palm heather.

Katenen reached out and took out a book on practical botany from the array of books in the air: "If you are interested, you can read this."

Heimdall took the book and hurriedly flipped through it.

"What do you want to eat?" Katenen opened the menu.

"Meat."

"...What meat?"

"It's meat."

"Where are the vegetables?"

"Meat."

"..." Katenen gave up asking and ordered directly.

As soon as the meal was served, Heimdall's face collapsed. The meat was so small that it was not even enough to fit between his teeth. At a glance, it was full of leaves, fruits, stalks and stalks.Heimdall looked at the opposite plate, and found that there was a large piece of meat inside, and there was more than one piece.

"Professor, I'm going to sue you for child abuse."

"Rejected!" Katenin munched on the chicken.

Heimdall picked up the fork and mechanically ate the leaves, fruit, stalks and stems, with a painful expression that was hard to swallow.

"What did you feed him? Poison?"

Heimdall raised his head and saw the unkempt Mr. Repin walking into the small room, and asked curiously when he caught a glimpse of Heimdall's face.

"Oh, I'm starving to death!" Repin just asked casually. He grabbed the menu and sat beside Katenin uninvited.

"Where's the lovely vodka?" Katenin said.

"I'm sleeping cutely in my lovely office." Repin glanced over the menu and saw Heimdall opening the pet cage, taking out a huge toffee from his pocket and putting it into the pet cage.

Repin was in a daze. He always boasted that his parenting method was unique, but compared with the child in front of him, he was quite traditional and conservative. At least he never thought of feeding vodka with milk candy.

"You, Chimera, have been eating toffee since you were a child?" Repin couldn't sit still after watching.

"How is it possible? Toffee only lived with me in the past two years. She used to live on the island of dusk."

Repin was speechless about Heimdall's understatement. His feeding method was unprecedented and too arbitrary. It stands to reason that the Chimera should be a pure carnivore.

"It only eats sugar?"

"This is a snack, three meals a day will not be delayed."

Repin went crazy, and wiped his bearded chin vigorously: "I mean, doesn't it eat meat!"

"Didn't I say that three meals a day would not be missed?" Heimdall felt that the uncle was a little manic.

At this time, Repin's order came to the table. He didn't care about arguing with Heimdall for a moment, grabbed the spoon and fork and swayed left and right, desperately stuffing it into his mouth.

"You haven't eaten for a few days this time?" Katenin raised his eyebrows.

"It's okay, just two days." Repin said vaguely.

Is it okay to call for two days?Heimdall expressed his admiration.

"What are you busy with recently?"

Repin's eyes became numb: "You are my boss, no wonder I want to cry every time I think about it."

"You are still very good, I have no idea of ​​firing you for the time being."

"Thank you boss." Repin rolled his eyes, took out a stack of parchment from his pocket and stuffed it for Katenin. "We can't handle this matter. You can figure it out yourself. This person said that if it wasn't for Felix Katenin himself, he would never pay attention to it."

Katenen reluctantly took the parchment: "I am the boss, and the boss just gives orders."

"Let's move around occasionally, or the limbs will shrink, and then there will be only one head left."

Katenin frowned: "Who said that?"

"The company's cutest front desk lady, Katya, was just selected this year. By the way, she was the one who was voted for in our department." Repin picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth.

Katenin put the parchment into the pocket of his robe, glanced at Heimdall who was eating vegetables with a bitter expression while holding a book and reading, and then said to Repin: "What are your plans next? Don't tell me you decided to give up. gone."

"Of course not! I must get a wife for vodka!"

"So there is a connection?" Katenin tapped the countertop with his fingers. "In this case, please pay attention to Toffee, I think it should not be difficult for you."

Heimdall quickly looked up at them, at Repin to be precise.

Repin said angrily: "Boss, you can eat more food, but don't talk nonsense."

Katenen pretended he didn't hear it, and turned to Heimdall and said, "This man turned out to be a reseller of precious magical animal eggs. He is also known as a wandering wizard."

Before Heimdall could be surprised, Repin bluffed.

"I rehabilitated my evil ways ten years ago!" He expressed extreme contempt for Kattenen's shameless act of exposing him.

"Those connections are still there." Katenin said calmly.

Repin resolutely remained silent.

Katenen pondered for a moment, and then said: "I remember that Heinrich Yagoda specialized in reselling Chimera eggs. I don't know what's going on now."

"...he was arrested the year before last, and the Greek Ministry of Magic said that he would be imprisoned for 1 years." Repin snorted coldly.

"Lavrenji is doing well in this business."

"This idiot actually went to get the idea of ​​the horseman. After five years in the forest, he didn't come out."

"Bella..."

"died."

"Morgin?"

"I quit my job, changed my name and surname, got married and had children, and now I don't know which country I have immigrated to."

"Where's Trissel?"

Repin was startled, and his eyes became numb again: "The planning department on the second floor of Purongrong Comprehensive Service Company."

Katenin laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Look, it's not up to you in the end."

Repin sighed deeply: "Thank you so much for thinking highly of me."

Heimdall immediately hit the snake with the stick and shouted courteously, "Thank you!"

Repin immediately burst into tears, and I was cut off from the back, the old and the young were dead and dead!

Things that were thought to be useless suddenly had a new hope, and Heimdall's gratitude was like a torrential river. This gratitude is absolutely true, without any false elements.

"I really want to thank him. I'll work in his department after you graduate." Katenen said with a smile.

Repin became interested when he heard it: "How long will it take for you to graduate?"

"I'm in second grade now."

Repin buried his head back in the bowl at once, it's too early.

Heimdall followed Professor Katenen back to school, but he was still apparating. After tasting the many conveniences and benefits of apparating again and again, Heimdall made up his mind to learn this useful magic as soon as possible.

Halfway through the afternoon class, Heimdall took the cage and went to the laboratory in a fair manner. Fortunately, his transfiguration performance was not bad, otherwise Professor York would never have agreed to his request for leave.

There was no one in the laboratory, and the two room members were also in class.

[Yo, come back!How about it? ] The pod cat jumped off the chair and faced Heimdall. The pod was not very optimistic about this blind date. When asked the reason, it said that it always felt that this matter was not that simple.

Could this be the cat's sixth sense?

Heimdall released Toffee from the cage, Toffee shook her hair, and ran to the fireplace to warm up.

"You guessed it right. It's not that simple. That vodka is a male Chimera."

[What about the result? ]

"No results."

[You just came back without accomplishing anything? ]

"The only result is that the toffee beat the opponent hard."

[here you go! ] Pod was satisfied, ran back to his original position and continued to doze off.

Heimdall was speechless, he was taking toffee on a blind date, not going to a martial arts conference.

During dinner, Heimdall was surrounded by three friends, asking him to tell the story of the blind date quickly.

"No more, Vodka is not Miss but Mr." Heimdall shrugged.

The three were immediately disappointed.

"A mistake?" Carlo said.

"Correct."

"What's the matter? Thanks to me thinking about it all afternoon, I didn't listen to the class." Rian said with a sad face.

"Shameless, put the blame on Toffee." Carlo gave him a white look.

Ryan smiled embarrassedly.

"What's next? This matter is over?" Leon asked.

"Professor Kattenen's friend said he would help find a way." It's just that this help is a bit like trying to drive ducks to the shelves.

"In other words, we can only wait for now, right?" Carlo loves to summarize.

Heimdall nodded.

The big guys are scattered for a while, so what should they do?

Halfway through the meal, the members of the Quidditch school team walked into the cafeteria in groups of three and two. Bernick looked around and found Heimdall. up.

"Hi." Bernick sat down beside Heimdall.

"Where's Victor?" Heimdall didn't see his boyfriend.

"Bastetto's coach is here, Victor is entertaining."

Heimdall nodded and continued eating.

Bernick was silent for a while, and then said, "Have Victor told you all?"

"say what?"

"He didn't tell you?"

"say what?"

Bernick suddenly fell silent, and Heimdall ate without asking.

"Why are you in no hurry?" Bernick stared.

Heimdall turned to look at him and said, "Is it serious?"

"……no."

"I'll ask Vick directly later."

"No, listen to me." Bernick leaned forward. "Victor went to the Vulcan team's training base when he was on vacation."

"I know that."

Bernick nodded, then lowered his voice like a thief: "It seems that the training process is not going well."

Heimdall raised his eyebrows.

Bernick continued: "He seems to be excluded, the official players don't look down on him at all, according to the boss's intention, let him play to test his strength, and formally introduce him to the team, but they didn't even let him play. The coach just watched and didn't say a word. The boss had no choice but to say that the professional field was decided by the coach. In addition to doing some basic training, Victor just helped them in the past few days. He was busy like a house elf. , Let alone the golden snitch, the broom is not even touched."

Heimdall listened quietly, Victor said nothing to him.

"Didn't you just say that the coach is here?"

"That's the coach of the alternate team. The head coach of the Vulcan team is arrogant."

"How do you know?" Heimdall asked.

"August said that his current job has something to do with the International Quidditch Federation, so he went with him." Bernick hesitated for a moment. "Victor didn't tell you, probably because he didn't want you to worry."

Heimdall smiled: "And from your point of view, you would rather make me feel bad than let your brother bear the pain alone."

Bernick's expression was a little awkward, but he didn't deny it.

"I see, thank you." Heimdall said.

"Sorry, Rigg." Bernick said softly.

"You are a good brother." Heimdall patted him on the shoulder.