HP's Foreign Land

Heimdall tried again, trying to push Victor away from him, but Victor was caught off guard and half of his body was pushed outside.

Heimdall was shocked, and rushed over to arrest them, but the two were very embarrassed.

Rommel looked away hastily, the corners of his mouth raised suspiciously.

Anna covered her mouth and chuckled.

Heimdall's temples were sweating, embarrassed.

Victor got out of bed expressionlessly, and those who didn't know thought he was angry for getting up.

Anna opened his closet, looked at his son for a while, took out a shirt and sweater for comparison to him, and asked questions from time to time.They talked about trivial matters in life, and some situations at home, with a gentle demeanor, soft-spoken, plain and ordinary, and the scene was very warm and natural.

Victor's face gradually softened during the chat, most of the depression in his chest dissipated, and he nodded in agreement with what his mother said, looking like a filial and obedient child.

When Anna saw her, she smiled even wider, and Victor grinned uncomfortably.

"I brought your clothes." As soon as Rommel finished speaking, the house elf suddenly appeared and presented the clothes tremblingly.

When Victor heard it, his heart moved, and he blurted out: "Baby, let's go wash together later——"

Rommel glanced coldly.

"...Let's go have breakfast together." The corner of Victor's mouth twitched.

Heimdall nodded in agreement.

The two who were sleeping in the same bed just now are strangers, each occupying one side.

Although the actions of washing and dressing are orderly and seemingly calm on the surface, the resentment in his heart is getting bigger and bigger, and his face is getting colder and colder.

Seeing the change in her son's expression, Anna felt concerned.

The parents of the students who were invited to watch the final came in droves. Durmstrang College ushered in the last and biggest flow of people. Many fathers graduated from the German school and were able to go back to their alma mater to watch the final. On the home court of the German school, the fathers were in high spirits. They chatted in small groups along the way, and even the frozen thousands of miles that remained unchanged all year round became full of vitality and spring in their eyes.

Going out of the dormitory to the common room on the first floor, Heimdall saw Vidin and Daisy standing by the sofa, and the couple were talking to Bernick.Daisy spotted them first, and waved at them with a smile on her face.

Everyone exchanged warm greetings, and Daisy introduced the eye-catching couple sitting on the sofa to everyone.

Duncan's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Orville, were a very good-looking couple.

Mrs. Orville is charming and charming, and Mr. Orville is handsome and extremely lethal.

Heimdall opened his eyes wide in admiration.

The charming couple laughed, and Heimdalton felt like a spring breeze.

Duncan's mother was not fluent in German, but she was very enthusiastic. She hugged Heimdall and kissed him on the cheek, which made Heimdall blush.

The adults laughed when they saw this.

Duncan the Unscrupulous immediately winked at him, and then burst out laughing.

Mr. Orville is a stable and mature handsome man. Heimdall has seen such a beautiful man before. Bonasera is very beautiful. It will make people misunderstand that there is something feminine in it. He is very masculine, more mature, and more handsome.

Mr. Orville shook hands with Heimdall with a smile on his face. He was polite and gentle, and his German with a slight French accent had a unique magnetism, which was very comfortable to listen to.

Heimdall's affection for him suddenly increased -- what an approachable and handsome guy.

The adults gathered around to talk, and Duncan leaned into Heimdall's ear and said, "My parents are very loving."

Heimdall was puzzled.

"You must not have other thoughts. There has never been a divorce case in our family."

"...you think highly of me." Heimdall felt sweat protruding from his temples.

"I'm just in case." Duncan's smile was very flat.

Bernick understood the meaning, and shook his head angrily.

Victor, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "You like that?" He looked straight at Heimdall, and his tone was full of restrained depression and anxiety.

Heimdall thought for a while and said, "Mr. Orville is...distracting."

Victor's eyes dimmed.

Heimdall raised his hand and scratched his chin, and said frivolously, "Don't you know what I like?"

Victor's spirits lifted and his spirits rose.

While they were interacting back and forth, Anna gave Rommel a look calmly.

Rommel raised his eyebrows, waved his hand lightly, and said in a tone that would not attract the attention of others: "Please take a step to speak."

Daisy and the others glanced over, but didn't take it seriously.

Anna nodded calmly at them, and followed Rommel to the side.

As soon as the two stopped, Anna said, "You're not satisfied with Victor, are you?"

Rommel was surprised by her straightforwardness.

"I'm surprised you're asking me that."

"Please answer my question directly!" Anna refused to accept perfunctory.

"You should stabilize your emotions, it's not good for your health." Rommel said lightly as if talking about the weather.

Anna smiled calmly, with a hint of determination on her pale face: "Health and son, of course the latter is more important and more deadly."

"Well said!" Rommel smiled slightly.

Anna stared at him for a moment, then said: "Heimdall Strulusson is your baby, and likewise, Victor is my lifeblood. In the eyes of parents, my child is the most perfect and the cutest."

Rommel's thick eyebrows were furrowed, seemingly unhappy.

Anna's heart sank, and she glanced worriedly at Victor who was talking about something with Duncan. Rommel Sturluson really didn't like Victor that much, and her son was obviously so good...

"To tell you the truth, I am quite dissatisfied with your son, he is such a bore!"

Anna's face froze when she heard this.

Rommel whispered slowly: "I really hope to say this to you."

Anna felt a little knotted in her head.

Rommel curled his lips: "Can you make him look hideous? If you can, I would be very grateful."

After a while, Anna breathed a sigh of relief, and was in the mood to smile again: "Then I can rest assured."

Rommel narrowed his eyes and said in a bored voice, "You said that a little too early."

"As long as the kids feel good about it."

Rommel was silent.

Anna smiled.

***

Heimdall thought they had slept for a long time, but in fact they only slept until noon. Victor, Bernick, Duncan and other members of the school team were all in high spirits, but Heimdall was sluggish.

They are all cattle!Livestock! ! !

Chief Sturluson yawned while cursing.

That afternoon, Snow arrived in Durmstrang, accompanied by Osam Dalton and Uncle Lucius.

Heimdall, led by his father, greeted people at the gate of the castle. The three men took turns hugging Heimdall, and then entered the cafeteria together.

Draco had been waiting at the small table on the second floor of the cafeteria for a long time. Seeing his father's eyes lit up, he stood up a little cautiously.

Lucius nodded to Draco in relief.

A group of people sat down at the table.

While the two children were there, the adults asked about the progress of the Education Committee and the Examination Management Committee.

Draco seemed to have finally found an outlet, talking about his cousin's glorious deeds incessantly, and Heimdall, the person involved, turned into a foil. Every time he heard Draco's exaggerated words, he hurriedly intervened to correct him.

"Don't bother!" Rommel felt that he was affecting his emotions and told him to shut up.

Heimdall couldn't laugh or cry.

"It seems that Mr. Bangor admires you very much." Snow was overjoyed with pride.

"Bangor is still very authoritative in this field." Osam took a sip from the Butterfly coffee cup. "My grandfather once dealt with him. This person seems very old-fashioned and unreasonable, but he is actually much more sophisticated than the group of old guys from the Education Committee who know how to clamor for reform all day long but stick to the old rules."

"The Daltons like to gossip behind their backs."

Osam's hand holding the cup froze.

"Mr. Bangor!" Heimdall stood up, followed by Draco.

Bangor nodded to the two children with a smile, and then greeted the adults one by one. When shaking hands with Osam, he seemed unhappy and said, "Is the old man still alive and kicking?"

Osam pursed his lips. "My grandmother and I just celebrated our fiftieth wedding anniversary."

"Has it been 50 years? Why hasn't Helena kicked him off!" Bangor sighed.

Osam's eyebrows twitched.

Bangor didn't seem to notice it, and expressed a few words of emotion like "flowers in cow dung", turned around and chatted with Rommel.

Osam poured coffee depressed.

As soon as Bangor came up, he said that Rommel had raised a good son and made a certain father happy, and the corners of his mouth never let go.

There was a commotion downstairs, and Heimdall turned his head to see a group of students wearing lilac-colored thin silk robes walked into the cafeteria. There were about twenty people, both male and female. Their arrival aroused the excitement of all wizards present. focus on.

Heimdall recognized the style of the robe, and someone in the group of young wizards had caught his sight and waved at him.

A student at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Waving to him was the school's Quidditch team captain, Slater.

Heimdall smiled and nodded at him, Slater smiled and avoided, several young and beautiful girls looked up at him in unison, Anita Slivan was on the list, and Fleur Delacour.

Anita raised her hand happily, then her smile froze, she suddenly realized something, she quickly put her hand down, unnaturally lowered her head and smoothed the skirt of her robe, and when she raised her eyes again, she returned to that dignified and aloof look.

The friend beside her whispered something in her ear. After hearing this, Miss Slivan shook her head again and again. The friend stopped her to make persistent efforts, and Miss Slivan finally nodded.

He looked up nervously, and found that Sturlusson had diverted his attention, so he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The red-haired girl pushed her, Anita pursed her lips in embarrassment, and the red-haired girl pushed her again.

Anita took a sneak peek, and walked towards the second floor with flushed cheeks accompanied by her friends.

Fu Rong was left where they were, they were not together in the first place, and Fu Rong had been absent-minded for a long time, so she didn't notice their small movements at all, let alone their purpose.

Miss Delacour's eyes kept looking in a certain direction - at the long cherry wood table in the middle of the first floor of the cafeteria, the Krum family was toasting and drinking and chatting there.

Heimdall did not expect that Miss Slivan would come up to greet him. The adults present either had complicated or ambiguous eyes. Only his cousin Draco looked at the two Beauxbatons in a normal way. uninvited guest.

Heimdall had to stand up and introduce them.

Anita was encouraged to come up by a friend. At that time, her mind was so hot that she didn't even think about the scene on the second floor. After being introduced, she blushed even more, complaining that she was too hasty and disturbed Rieger and his family.

"Just pretend I'm not here!"

As soon as this sentence came out of her mouth, Anita wanted to dig into the cracks in the ground.

Her friend couldn't help the sweat from his temples.

"Sit." Rommel smiled as if he didn't see it, and pointed to the empty chair beside him.

"I'd better not bother..." Anita bit her lip, feeling very anxious.

"sit down."

Rommel's tone sank, and Anita sat down short.

Snow and the others couldn't help laughing.

Heimdall touched his nose, and turned to greet Anita's friend to sit down too.

Ever since she knew that the person in front of her was Rieg's father, the chairman of the Finnish branch of the International Federation of Wizards, she began to fidget. Anita thought that she was not ready to meet her parents, and the sudden speed up made her a little at a loss.

When Anita's friend saw that she was in a trance, with a smile on her face, she knew that she was being whimsical again, and hurried over to remind her in a low voice: "If you come, please be safe, and try to give Chairman Strulusson a good impression. !” As he spoke, he pinched the back of her hand unconvinced. "Did you hear what I said!"

Anita held back her pain so as not to cry out.

"Miss Slivan is Bulgarian?" Rommel's voice came, and Anita immediately held her breath, not daring to make a sound.

"Yes."

"How is your father?"

"It's still the same, and I often travel with my mother."

Rommel politely said something like "enviable": "Back then, he represented the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic to give a speech at the regular meeting of the Wizarding Union. That speech was very exciting and impressive."

"Thank you, you have won the prize."

"Miss Slivan."

Anita lowered her eyebrows and waited for the next sentence.

"When are you going to marry Victor Krum?"

Anita's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly raised her eyes to see Rommel Strulusson, with half-closed eyes, holding a teacup and sipping lightly, with a casual appearance of chatting.

She lowered her head again in a panic, twisting her fingers vigorously.

Just when Anita Slivan was racking her brains to figure out how to answer the question best, Heimdall glanced to the first floor of the cafeteria from the corner of Heimdall's eyes, and Fleur Delacour was talking to the Krum family with a smile on her face. What……