HP's Foreign Land

They finished their dinner outside, and it was past seven o'clock when they returned to Luoyue Mansion.

When he entered the gate of the mansion, Victor glanced back without showing any trace, and was shocked to find that it was not his own illusion. There was a wizard in black robe standing vaguely under the streetlight across the street, surrounded by thick ink from head to toe. Wearing a wide-brimmed retro black top hat with a blood-red thin ribbon.

He squinted his eyes, but he couldn't see the face under the top hat clearly, he only felt that the face was blurred.

A sense of crisis suddenly hit his face, Victor felt the hairs on his back stand upside down, and the muscles all over his body stiffened like tingling pain.

The blood red was particularly shocking in the gradually deepening night, like a series of evil spells, killing people with every gesture.

The black-robed wizard moved suddenly, and Victor grabbed the wand with his backhand, but the wizard leaned slightly under Victor's vigilant stare, and the tingling sensation that made the alarm bells all over Victor's body disappeared instantly.

The black-robed wizard nodded to him again, took two steps back, and disappeared into the reflection of the house.

Victor exhaled, and immediately relaxed after confirming that the man was indeed gone.

I was wondering: who is that?

At this time, Heimdall turned back and pulled his sleeve, and said inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

Victor squeezed out a smile, and said dryly, "I'm probably tired."

Heimdall quickly asked him to go back to his room to rest.

That person has already left, Luoyue mansion is safe.Victor hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse.

As soon as he followed her boyfriend back to his room, Hina came out and told him that his father was waiting for him. Heimdall could only smile at Victor apologetically. For the first time, her boyfriend didn't express his position at all, let alone show The slightest displeasure.

Heimdall stood at the door thinking for a moment before entering the tea room.

Besides Rommel, Snow, Katerina, and Bjorn were also there.

Rommel smiled at him, "Come." He held out his hand.

Heimdall immediately walked over and sat down beside him.

"How was the game?"

"I lost."

"What a pity." Rommel said insincerely.

Heimdall smiled faintly, his eyes filled with joy.

"You seem very happy?" Snow said with a smile.

"It's okay." Heimdall said vaguely, the reason for his excitement was so dishonest that he was too embarrassed to speak.

The few people didn't seem to care, and changed the subject, Heimdall couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The four of them were mainly talking about family affairs, and Heimdall was still sitting upright at first, but he softened after a while and lost his mind.

Solgil's name suddenly slipped past his ears, and he came back to his senses at once. During the day and the old man, he was so angry that he became sensitive to this name, pursed his mouth, looked down at the ring on his hand, and gently tapped it with his fingertips Touching the flying eagle on it, time passed slowly, and the outline of the eagle gradually became a mass of dark gold, and my mind became blank.

Tiredness came quietly, and he couldn't help yawning.

"Go back and rest when you're tired." Rommel's voice rang in his ears.

Heimdall looked up and saw his father looking at him with a gentle expression, and the other three were also smiling.

Heimdall touched his nose uncomfortably.

"Go ahead, you won't listen anyway." Rommel pushed him.

Heimdall nodded, kissed goodnight to his uncle and father respectively, said goodnight to the two elders, and left the room.

"It seems that he has already been in contact with the great elder Lange of our family." Rommel said, looking at the closed door.

"Aren't you afraid that he will lose money?" Snow expressed concern. "The Great Elder sometimes doesn't show affection at all when he speaks."

"Rig doesn't have the slightest desire for the Strulusson family, even if Lange wants to make things difficult, he has nowhere to do it."

After thinking about it, Snow thought it was right, and felt much more relaxed.

"That fellow Lange is a loyal supporter of the theory of reincarnation. I'm afraid that his brain will not be able to turn around, and it will have a bad influence on Rieger." Bjorn has never been interested in Lange.

"It also depends on whether he is willing to consider Lige as a reincarnation. If he is not willing, I just want to tie his mind to nothing."

Bjorn and Katerina felt relieved when they heard this, and both had smiles on their faces.

Only Snow, who was his younger brother, heard something else.

"what do you mean……"

Rommel smiled, not surprised by his younger brother's sensitivity, "I never dare to underestimate the elder."

"Is it because he was the one who had the insight and talent to push you to the position of patriarch?"

Rommel didn't care about Bjorn's sarcasm, and said with deep eyes: "Don't you find it strange? Before I became the patriarch, many fakes appeared, but no one mentioned it after that. They were all under the amnesiac spell, only the 36 people I dealt with are still vivid in my memory, where did the previous reincarnations go?"

The expressions of the other three changed suddenly, with hesitation and apprehension showing on their faces.

Rommel sighed quietly, "Those tribesmen who once tried their best to oppose my superiority have now disappeared as if they never existed. I have checked the information and looked for corresponding clues, but I have found nothing. The people who confronted him disappeared inexplicably, and they were fierce and violent. This is probably the most terrifying thing about Lange. He dealt with the problem silently, and pulled out all the obstacles without revealing any traces. However, everyone was in a daze , didn’t realize it, just like you, and decided that he was a stubborn, bullying old man who loves to make things difficult for others.” He said again, “I hope he can treasure that reincarnation for the rest of his life, don’t touch my Lige, I’ll do it The patriarch who has been the patriarch for nearly 20 years, but has not been able to overthrow the card of the great elder. To be honest, I, Rommel, have lived my life until now, and I admire him the most. Lange Westner Sturluson gone."

Snow was startled, and blurted out, "According to what you said, he probably already knew that Rigg was..."

Rommel didn't speak for a while, "I hope he doesn't know, because we are trying so hard not to get into the muddy water and try to control the situation."

This is probably the main reason why Rommel didn't want to make things big.

After listening to the comfort, Snow became even more worried, and his back broke out in a cold sweat.

"Is Rigg in danger?"

"I've made arrangements."

"He shouldn't have been allowed to go today!" Snow seemed not to have heard, and if he didn't go, he wouldn't be able to meet Lange.

"The child is sensitive. Instead of finding a good-sounding reason to detain him at home, it's better to find a way to use it secretly."

"You are too sloppy! You shouldn't let him go out if you really want to take precautions before they happen!" Snow roared explosively.

The two elders were stunned, it was the first time they saw Snow so gaffe.

Rommel looked at his younger brother who was in chaos, and sighed helplessly, "Calm down, I care as much for Rieg as you do."

Snow was taken aback, then came back to his senses embarrassingly, leaning back on the chair with an ugly expression.

"One thing you need to understand is that although Lange is an uncertain factor that may be dangerous, but at the same time, he is also the elder of the Sturluson family, and he is not on the wanted list of the International Federation of Wizards. Abandoning the patriarch's son for no reason, as I said, unless his brain is suddenly knotted, because this is not in line with his style of conduct, and using bloody means to eradicate dissidents is a last resort, and it is usually just casually. No brains, Lange is a person who knows how to judge the situation and is very cautious, otherwise he would not stand out from the crowd and climb to his current position in a family full of talents."

After a pause, Rommel said again, "The reason why I came to see Lige must be to confirm something."

"Confirm what?" The three looked at him at the same time.

Rommel smiled wryly, "That's what I said, it would be great if I knew."

The atmosphere took a turn for the worse and became depressed and depressed. Why did you become passive all of a sudden?

To be pessimistic, you have to see the situation clearly before talking about it. It is too early to draw conclusions when nothing is uncertain.

Katerina took a deep breath and tried to cheer up, "You just said that you have made arrangements?"

"Yes, I asked Dodoma to beat Hina last night. Judging from Dodoma's reply, his girlfriend is still very smart, not the kind of masochist who just screams when encountering things." Rommel After a while, "In addition, I also contacted Felix Katenen. Since Lige moved into Luoyue Mansion, his people have been guarding in the dark."

Speaking of this, Rommel wanted to spurn himself a few times. Didn't his doing so coincide with Snow's worries?They all considered the great elder of their family as a "wanted criminal"...

But it's better to be careful than careless.

"The professor sent employees from the security department of the Puffy Fleece Company?" Snow would think so, and it's not unreasonable. The person currently serving as the bodyguard at Malfoy Manor is the top wizard of the department.

"It's the members of the red hats." Rommel said in a low voice.

Snow looked blank, on the contrary, Bjorn and Katerina were tongue-tied.

The young people may not know that the two old ones came from those turbulent years and understood the meaning of the "red hat" - seeing blood seal the throat.

Katerina murmured anxiously: "...I thought the Red Hat had been disbanded."

Murderers are always killed.

Bjorn was also a little flustered, "Why did you let such a dangerous organization get close to Rigg, and even let them protect Rigg?"

"This is the arrangement of Professor Katenen. Do you think I can drive the red hat? You think highly of me!" Rommel shook his head. "What I originally imagined was to ask the professor to send a security personnel to protect around the clock. I didn't expect the professor to be so 'generous'. The members who came here had a relationship with me once. It is said that he volunteered. Professor Katenin was there There will be no troubles, so I thought about it and agreed to come down."

"How did you know that member of the red hat?" Katerina couldn't help gossiping.

"At that time, I was still working in the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, as the department director of the police force under the Magical Law Enforcement Department. I saw it in the temporary prison of the police force and recorded a statement in person."

prison?

The corners of the mouths of the other three twitched a little, and they became less and less fond of the killer organization.

"How was he released?" Katerina wondered.

"Who said he was released, of course he escaped from prison!"

As soon as these words came out, the other three twitched even more violently.

For a while, no one spoke again, and everyone fell into their own thoughts.

After a long while, Bjorn broke the silence, "You mentioned Lange you know earlier, well, I admit, I am also a member of the muddle-headed army, and I didn't notice his 'differentness' at all, since So, it's a little strange, he has already started to deal with fake reincarnation before you, he must have a deep understanding of reincarnation, why should he conclude that Soljeer is reincarnation? The great elder Lange was also surrounded Go in? Isn't he very wise and powerful?"

Rommel frowned, sighed after a moment of contemplation, "I can't figure this out either."

"Then the matter is easy to resolve. Let's expose that Soljer in front of him. What do you think!" Bjorn proposed enthusiastically.

"Didn't you hear Snow's conjecture earlier? I think he knows about nine out of ten." Rommel said.

Bjorn was stunned, even more inexplicable, "It shouldn't be, why should you maintain that fake one after you know it?"

"It's very telling that he came to see Rieger himself," Rommel pointed out. "Langer never does wasteful work."

"That's why!" Bjorn's head got dizzy when he heard that, and his tone became very unstable. "According to you, he already knows that it is fake, why should he maintain it wholeheartedly!"

"This is what I don't understand!" Rommel lost his temper after being yelled at by him. "That's why I decided to stand still and use the greatest possibility in exchange for Lige's safety. Otherwise, why would I beg Katenen, why did I let the members of the killer organization approach Lige! I also hope that I am thinking too much! Lange He is a foolish old man!!!”

The voice fell, and there was no sound in the room.

The four of them stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Katerina laughed first, and the atmosphere eased.

"Maybe it's really because we're all panicked."

"...I hope so." Rommel nodded heavily, and then emphasized firmly, "Actually, I still have great confidence in Rieger."

"Are you saying that to comfort yourself or to comfort us?" Snow disagreed.

Rommel ignored his eccentric brother, "I think Lange is reluctant to touch Rieger. The longer he stays with Rieger, the more obvious this emotion will be."

Snow was even more unhappy when he heard that, "You're betting on Rigg's charisma!"

Rommel snorted coldly, "According to the tune of British wizards, you should shout 'Thank you Merlin' at this time!"

"Sorry, I have already resigned, and now I am waiting for the resignation report to be approved."

Rommel was indifferent to his provocation, and said slowly: "As I said before, his willingness to come to see Rieger over and over again speaks volumes."

***

"You're back."

Respectful greetings sounded, and Lange nodded slightly. With the help of the house elf, he took off his travel robes and changed into comfortable home clothes.

Leaning on crutches, he walked out of the porch, and there was a sound from the spiral staircase. Soljeer walked down quickly and stood in front of him in a dignified manner.

Lange said with a smile on his face, "What have you been up to today?"

Solger didn't dare to neglect in the slightest, "Yesterday your house elf brought Heideggrak's textbook, and today I'm reading the textbook for the first grade."

Lange suddenly thought of the "Hundred Years of Quidditch" and the dense notes written in the blank space.

Without showing anything on his face, he still smiled gently, "Oh, then I won't disturb your study."

Solger said obediently and softly, "I'm going up."

Lange nodded, watched him turn around with lowered eyebrows, raised his eyes and looked at his leaving back and murmured with emotion: "It's really completely different."

Solger froze, suddenly accelerated, and rushed back to the room as if fleeing for his life.

Lange's face had long since lost the gentleness just now. Although the smile remained the same, there was coldness in his eyes, and sarcasm released from the corners of his mouth.