HP's Foreign Land

The night in Kapok Ancient Town is very cold and silent, as if imprisoned by ice and snow forever among the black peaks.

The slender stone cones erected on the wall of the Sunflower Manor are like the fangs of wild beasts, piercing into the dark air, bursting into anger under the baptism of cold wind and snowstorm, bringing a trace of horror and ferocity to the deep night.

Midsummer Avenue stretches forward, and when the scenery on both sides changes from bustling to desolate, the road will soon come to an end. At this time, you will see a fairly solid wall of Sunflower Manor.

In fact, the Sunflower Manor has long since ceased to exist. Except for the abandoned garden inside the wall, it still retains the shadow of its heyday. They went away in blocks, or opened shops, or built private houses.

Now no one in the town can tell how the Sunflower Manor was built in the first place, and who is its owner.Only the elderly wizards occasionally vaguely mentioned the massacre that spread across the entire European continent in their conversations, and the young people with good intentions took advantage of it, and the Sunflower Manor had an owner overnight-Grindelwald.

This is also the reason why this luxurious and restrained garden was razed to the ground. The wall fell down and everyone pushed it. In the post-war transitional era when everyone was in danger, even Grindelwald's name dared not put it casually. , for fear of being labeled as a dark wizard and getting a subpoena from the Wizengamot.

At that time, the Supreme Court was synonymous with diabolism-it would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let one go.

Like Britain now, cocooned and moaning in the shadow of You-Know-Who.

Lloyd Fleming started to chuckle, and the laughter turned into a strenuous dry cough in the howling wind. Trembling, he took out a bottle filled with low-quality white wine, uncorked it and took a big gulp.

The cough suddenly turned into retching.

His pale face became unnaturally flushed due to violent vomiting. After vomiting for a long time, he didn't spit out anything. He hadn't eaten a decent bite of food for two days. Fleming resisted the convulsive pain in his stomach, Put the wine bottle away again, how can he survive in this horrible weather without even the wine...

Fleming used to work in the police force under the Law Enforcement Department of the British Ministry of Magic. Because of an overdose of euphoria, he became addicted to the task and was expelled from the police force. Stealing and robbery, as the saying goes, if you often stand by the river, you can’t get your shoes wet. It will be a matter of time before you get caught. After relying on some old relationships you used to manage, you can get out of prison, but Britain can no longer After waiting, I left my hometown five years ago to wander around, and came to Kapok Ancient Town half a year ago.

Now Fleming is impoverished and suffers from bad luck. He believes that his suffering is all due to the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic-those bullshit nobles who usually eat well, drink hot food and occupy high positions but are worthless. The hard-working little people can only huddle in the corner of a foreign country, enduring the never-ending wind and snow, and there is not even a decent roof that can block the wind and rain.

Fleming hated the Ministry of Magic, Britain, France, Germany... all over the world, he regarded them all as a thorn in his side.

However, right now, he is nesting here, just wanting to know whether Merlin has really abandoned him.

Fleming moved his legs that were so stiff that they were about to turn into stone, trying to make himself as inconspicuous as possible, tightening the dark robe on his body, and staring dully at the broken iron door on the wall of Sunflower Manor with his bloodshot eyes. The door, and all his hope of life was in that door.

He has to think about how to make full use of this sudden good luck. Maybe the previous sufferings were the tests given to him by Merlin, and he is very likely to be the lucky one who pulls out the sword in the stone!

Lloyd Frye was convinced that he had discovered the whereabouts of Sirius Black, Sirius Black, a loyal follower of You-Know-Who, who was hiding in Sunflower Manor.If Sirius can be caught, he will have the opportunity to return to China—as a hero, he will be admired and worshiped by wizards all over Britain.

Even if he can't catch it, there will be another happy result. Fleming pulled out the wanted warrant that fell on the ground from his arms and was stepped on by him. Because of this wanted warrant, he took out the wanted warrant without hesitation With the last bit of money left, he bought a copy of the German version of the "Daily Prophet", which had been out of date for many days. He got the news he wanted to know. If the report is successful, you will get a huge reward.

In the face of hunger and hunger, any national hero will bow his head and surrender, and it is inevitable that his already riddled sense of honor will give way to Jin Jialong.

After all, he had been in the police force for many years, arrested a lot of difficult criminals, and assisted Auror in solving many cases, all of which were sensational at the time.

As a young man, he was eager to seek success and seek fame and fortune, trying in vain to accomplish several earth-shattering careers, but in the end he firmly grasped the blade handed out by the goddess of fate, cutting his hand and ruining his good luck.

Today, he felt that his good luck hadn't been ruined, it had just hid, and came quietly after a series of trials and tribulations—with Merlin's tacit approval.

Just when he had nowhere to go, he stepped on the wanted warrant, and when he was thinking hard and was overwhelmed, he accidentally discovered the sneaky little boy. A glimpse of him trembling with excitement.

All of this is the compensation given by Merlin's guidance and the great senior wizard.

Lloyd Fleming decided to start today, from now on, to silently recite Merlin's name to make up for the lack of praise and respect in these years.

When he praised for the third time, the broken iron door opened, and Fleming closed his eyes in excitement. The ragged man turned into a black dog and ran hard, facing the wind and snow, and disappeared from sight limit.He felt that he was enjoying the most wonderful moment of his life, which is similar to the wonderful happiness and joy tasted when the euphoria is working in the body.

Thanks Merlin!

Witnessing his speculation with his own eyes, a strong desire was ignited in his heart, which was an impulse to revenge.

Fleming's desire for a comeback is more urgent than his desire for Galleon. He wants to return to England with dignity, and let those hateful foolish bureaucrats who have laughed at him and insulted him dumbfounded.

Although he has confidence in his own skills, the question is how to catch him?

That's the follower of the mysterious man... Fleming fell into deep thought.

In the biting cold wind, the man in the corner was as quiet as a cold statue.

***

"Physical examination?" Heimdall looked at his boyfriend in surprise.

Victor nodded unhurriedly, "I should still have a memory, I took you to meet once last school year."

"Is that the lady who is bound from head to toe?" Of course he has the impression that it was then that he was "matchstick" Exxo Ou...

Victor still looked indifferent, "Do you want to go?"

"Can you not go?"

Victor laughed, "Of course the physical examination depends on the individual's wishes."

"I think I was abducted by you last time." Heimdall pointed out bluntly.

Victor paused for a moment, and then said without changing his face: "This examination is a pure physical examination."

He's right and left.

Heimdall said with a smile: "Okay, let's check." In fact, I really want him to go.

Victor's expression was a little unnatural, Heimdall rarely had the opportunity to see him like this, it was extremely rare, he deliberately put his face close to him and swayed back and forth with joy, it turned out that one should know where to stop - caught by an unscrupulous boyfriend He gnawed fiercely.

Since we are going to the ancient town of Mumian, we should stop by Tong Mumian. With this in mind, Heimdall used his lunch break to go to the student union to get the permission to leave the school. He ran to find his boyfriend as soon as class was over in the afternoon, and then went back together. East Tower.

He said very carefully that he wanted to get something, and asked Victor to help look out.

The boyfriend was speechless, wondering why he was still sneaking around in his dormitory, when he sprawled on the floor next to the bed and got under the bed.

After a while, he got out with a small cloth bag in his arms.

Wick was speechless for a while, his hands and feet were exceptionally quick, and he probably did this a lot in normal times.

"What's in there?"

Heimdall opened the cloth bag, and it turned out that there was a small bag of Galleons, a bunch of jeweled door keys, a cowhide book, and some odds and ends.

Heimdall took a few Galleons, keys and a cowhide book, unbuttoned his robe, put the door key into the inner pocket, fastened the button, stuffed the money and the book into the pocket of the robe, and did this. After everything was done, I went back under the bed again, and when I came out again, my hands were empty, and the cloth bag was missing.

Probably put it back under the bed... Victor thought silently.

"Why tie things under the bed?" The boyfriend was puzzled.

"Because it's safe." Heimdall said as a matter of course, and also put on an expression of "you are too ignorant".

Seeing Victor's teeth itching, he really wanted to take two more bites.

Why is it safe under the bed?Rigg still didn't answer the key point.

This is what Heimdall learned in his previous life and classified it as one of the essential common sense in life.

It was taught to him by an aunt in the same ward. The aunt thought that under the quilt is the safest place in the house, so it is right to put banknotes and other important paper items under the quilt. Under the head, can it be safe, sit back and relax.

The aunt who didn't know a single big character came and uttered an idiom in a very civilized manner.

Heimdall wrote it down, and kept it in his life, but he had too many things to hide, and he would hurt himself under the mattress. After a compromise, he decided to wrap it with a cloth towel—the aunt told me that it is best to hide it before First use a silk handkerchief or the like to secure the wallet—and then tie it under the bed with a rope. Isn’t this also sleeping under the body and under the head?

Victor tentatively said, "Buy you a safe?"

He still knows some things that Muggles are used to, although Muggle safes are not safe at all for wizards.

Shaking his head resolutely, "No, no, it's a waste of money, it's safe now."

Although I still can't understand where the safety of the bed is... Victor decided not to worry about it, just let him go, as long as Rigg is happy.

He picked out a thick cloak with a hood from the closet, stared at Heimdall putting it on, and pulled the hat for him.

When walking out of the east tower, the pod cat suddenly appeared. Heimdall knew that the cat would definitely be moved by the news, and would never miss the opportunity to go for a walk outside the school.

When he was about to walk to the gate, he subconsciously clutched the pocket of his robe—it contained ledgers and money. He forgot that he was wearing a cloak for a while, and reached into the pocket of the cloak but felt a ball of hairy stuff. His finger flicked quickly, and Heimdall grabbed it and pulled it out.

Sure enough, it was Banban, this thing has been haunting him these days!

In fact, Heimdall is not a caring little friend who loves small animals. In his extremely limited "love", mice are definitely not among them. After all, he was an ordinary person in his previous life and received systematic Muggle education. His strength is also the same as that of ordinary people, and there are no other preferences that shock the world.

Generally speaking, the first thing that comes to mind when talking about mice is "one of the four pests" that spread pathogenic bacteria, followed by experimental mice...

It is not a mouse in the ordinary sense that is kept as a pet.

A scream suddenly sounded in my head——

[rat?It turned out to be a mouse!How could there be mice! ] Doudan went crazy all of a sudden, his back arched. [Throw it away!no no no!strangle!no no no!Avada!wrong!Torn apart!Yeah!Blow it up with magic!Don't fry until there is no scum left! ]

Heimdall felt his head was buzzing, and there were stars in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help shivering, but the black cat meowed harder——

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!Don't lean on me!too disgusting!Take it away!Take it away! ]

The black cat's voice stopped abruptly, Heimdall felt relieved and at the same time felt light in his hand, the mouse held in his hand was taken away, and it was Victor who took it away.

Victor, however, didn't even look at the mouse, and simply threw it back.You must know that wizards who play Quidditch are very powerful—Heimdall can be sure that Victor’s strength is definitely stronger than him. The spotted mouse draws a smooth and graceful parabola in the air, and lands in an unknown place— —The drop point is too far beyond the limits of vision.

In other words, based on the estimated distance, the mouse will not be able to find North in a while.

Before Heimdall could express his opinion, the black cat quit.

[It should be blown up right away, what's the use of throwing it away. ]

That's someone's pet. As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog, and you can't just kill a mouse casually.

[Actually, you have a name, right? 】After arriving at the ancient town of Kapok, Heimdall couldn't help asking Dou Pod.

[Why do you suddenly think of asking this? Could it be that you finally understand that the name you gave me has no connotation at all? ]

...Although there is a suspicion of changing the subject, he did not deny it, which means that it did have a name in the first place.

Heimdall was silent for a while, then put on a serious expression.

【Is your original name Doraemon? 】

[…] Pods expressed confusion.