HP's Foreign Land

one,

Victor always opens his eyes earlier than Heimdall. This is a biological clock that has been exercised since he was a child. He should try to work normally outside of competitions. In addition, he has a high number of restraint points. Can't compare.

The confusion after the master opened his eyes was fleeting, and the surrounding household furnishings all revealed that they were not lying on the bed in the Knights Building. He turned his head to look at his partner who was still sleeping soundly, the corners of his mouth raised, and fell in his partner's hair. a kiss.

He was not in a hurry to get up, the white light penetrated through the light curtains and expanded in the room, his eyes wandered aimlessly in the room where the once glorious outline could still be seen, and then, he heard The voice that should have appeared in the bedroom in the early morning sounded very strange.

【...What a conceited and annoying guy, don't interrupt me!Listen, you should take the initiative to say hello, it's nothing, they are your descendants, the legitimate heirs of the Black family! 】【Professor, I think it's still...】【I haven't finished speaking, you are not allowed to interrupt until I finish speaking and make it clear that you can speak, otherwise keep your mouth shut! 】【Yes, Professor. 】【Where did I just say? 】

【...The legitimate heir of the Black family? 】

[Oh, Salazar, it took you so long to recall, no wonder Arcturus doesn't like you, let alone the conceit, the stupidity is simply intolerable! 】【It's not my fault, father... 】【Don't you have ears?I gave you permission to speak? 】

【terribly sorry. 】

[Where did I just say? 】

[The legitimate heir! 】

【Salazar!Doesn't your mouth have a door?What are you calling so loudly for?My ears are going to be deafened by you! 】【terribly sorry. 】【Where did I just say? 】

[...Professor, don't, don't scold me, please listen to me, you have asked me three times. 】【What did I ask? 】【Where did I just say? 】

【idiot!Can't you even remember what you said? 】

【I mean, don't speak yet, please listen to me. 'Where did I just say that? 'You asked this sentence three times. 】【……real? 】【Yes, my brain may not work well, but my memory has inherited the outstanding talent of the Black family. 】【Where did I just say...that is to say, this is the fourth time? 】【Yes, Professor. 】

【Cough, well, well, I still think we should have a good relationship with the heir, after all, it is related to the future honor and disgrace of the Black family. 】【The problem is that the child's surname is Stulusson...】【Who is to blame? !It's the unworthy descendant of Sirius, I don't care that he ran away from home, I don't care that he wants us all to disappear from his life, but he can't stop the heir from recognizing his ancestors.If it weren't for his inaction for so many years, the child would have changed his surname to Black long ago! 】【... But without Sirius, there would be no such child. 】【Which side are you on? 】

[It's hard to say, the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat. 】

[Cowardly!Just because you are timid and afraid of getting into trouble, the Black family will be depressed!Back then, you fanatically pursued the Mysterious Man, vowed to take the Black family to establish the foundation of the Mysterious Man’s empire, to expand the territory and eradicate dissidents, and you were sure that in the future, the Mysterious Man would not treat Black badly by rewarding you for your merits. The portraits of the ancestors cried and cried out to quit. You have never persisted in your life for any reason.To be honest, I dislike Sirius the least among all the descendants, but he is the best in our family in terms of perseverance and perseverance! 】【... Sirius is like his mother. 】【Oh, don't mention her, I seem to hear her screaming again... Believe me, they won't be happy when you say that, neither your wife nor Sirius. 】【That's why I said that they are actually very similar. 】【Without further ado!My visit to the portraits of Grimmauld Place today is not to reminisce about the past with you, do you understand what I am talking about? 】【I'm thinking about it...】【You can try again! 】

【You have to give me some time to think about how to convince that child, right?Okay, I insist on changing his surname... Since you suggested it, what suggestions do you have? 】【Is this the attitude towards the ancestors lying in the tomb?The specific operation is a matter for the living. I have been dead for a long time, so don't bother me with the troubles of the living! 】【...Actually, I am not a living person either. ] The sudden laughter sounded, startling the frowning two people in the portrait.

[What the hell? ! Sirius' great-great-grandfather, Phineas Nigellus Black, scowles with displeasure, and for a man from the grave he's really vivid.

"Compared with a living person, I think you are more suitable for that position." Victor stood in front of the portrait, wearing a morning jacket casually, with a faint smile on his face, but the deep meaning in his eyes was not sincere enough.

The man next to great-great-grandfather Phineas didn't speak, and looked at Victor in silence, his vigilance was particularly distinct.

【I remember you. 】Phineas's goatee moved, and his tone was arrogant.

Victor shrugged. "I'm sort of a celebrity."

The nonchalant tone irritated Phineas, because the other party was not as humble and humble as expected, and because the other party's answer was unexpected.

[Based on politeness, you should report yourself and show appropriate respect. ] Phineas decided to remind the other party that he couldn't expect a country bumpkin of Eastern European origin to understand that it was actually quite an honor to come and go to the noble Black's mansion.

"Based on politeness, don't you think it's disgraceful to appear in the bedroom of a junior early in the morning without an invitation? You two don't understand hospitality? You didn't even lower your voice on purpose." The master doesn't advocate the little papa's bedtime behavior, but he is even more tired of the little papa's laziness being disturbed by external forces. Rieg has not had a leisurely life recently.

Annoyed, Phineas pointed at Victor, who was indifferent to his dignity, [Conceited bastard——] Victor quickly raised his wand, and Phineas' words stopped abruptly.

"Please be quiet for a moment, and I will be responsible for repairing it after this time passes." After the words fell, the portrait was silently split into several pieces and scattered down.

There was no more noise in the room, and the master withdrew his wand expressionlessly.

"You're done."

Victor turned around and saw the sleepy Heimdall with his bird's nest head on his head.Little Papa reached into the hem of the pajamas with his left hand and scratched it randomly, smacked his mouth twice, and then yawned.

"Are you awake?" Victor glanced at the white curtains, which were a little brighter than before.

"You can't wake up if you yell so loudly," Heimdall looked at the pile of "garbage". "This ancestor Black is not easy to mess with. You ruined his portrait, and he still doesn't want you desperately?!"

"It will be repaired." Victor looked okay, hooked Heimdall's shoulder and walked back. "Sleep a little longer? It's still early."

"Don't sleep anymore, I'm hungry."

The two never mentioned the fragments that were blasted into scum.

Kreacher, who was hiding in the dark, was biting the rag bag wrapped around him, and was at a loss for a moment. The moment he saw the portrait being sliced, he couldn't help but want to scream, but Dodoma, who was always watching him, quickly covered his mouth and forcibly After being brought out of the master's bedroom, Kreacher knelt down on the ground, banging his head on the wall, weeping bitterly with a bullfrog-like voice, cursing and chanting incessantly.

Dodoma, who was about to comfort it and make it shut up, suddenly found Dobby who was hiding behind the glass cabinet and poking his head here. Dodoma resolutely swallowed the words of comfort, and silently hoped that Kreacher would cry all day long.

two,

"It's not from my great-great-grandfather, it's a portrait of my father." Sirius said after coughing, and Kreacher followed him with a condemning face and fierce eyes.Kreacher would sue Sirius, not to mention the accused, Sirius himself felt that this matter was very mysterious.

It was only then that Victor figured out that the man who talked to the ancestor and hadn't said a word since seeing him was Mr. Black's father.

"I'm really sorry, and I will take responsibility and restore it to perfection." Victor's apology is sincere and concise, and the remorse on his face is also appropriately expressed.

Heimdall glanced at Victor Actor Krum, and silently lowered his eyes. People who didn't know thought he regretted what his partner regretted, but he was actually afraid of making a joke out of him.

"What's going on?" It was not the first time Sirius and Kreacher had dealt with each other, so naturally they would not trust each other's one-sided words.

"Your great-great-grandfather was making a fuss in the bedroom early in the morning. Rieger hasn't had a solid night's sleep these days, and he's a bit sleepy. I was in a hurry..." Victor hesitated The appearance is simply the ultimate performance, and Heimdall silently praised it.

Sirius was not surprised at all. Great-great-grandfather Phineas disliked everyone, especially young people. His famous saying is: "Young people always think they are absolutely right in everything", and he especially likes to point at others' noses and scold him. "Conceited", like Phineas, who "hates the whole body trembling at the mention of being a teacher", I really don't know how he became the headmaster of Hogwarts back then.

Kreacher quit, he couldn't let this little kid named Krum spout, Kreacher chose to ignore most of the truth, picking out the little details that it was willing to admit and was furious about.Seeing that Sirius was going to calm things down, the elf who thought he should stand up to defend the dignity of Black's ancestors was furious. Sirius, who was impatient with the noise, was about to speak back, and it was Dodoma who settled everything again.

Kreacher was so angry that his ugly face was almost distorted, "Why stop me! You are all in the same group, eating and living in the Black family, wantonly destroying the property of the Black family! Damn little Weasley Bitch, do an experiment and blow up the house! You are all robbers! Damn Eastern European bumpkins! Damn Nordic vixens..."

Dodoma knew that it was scolding him, and everything about the elf was up to its master.Even Dodoma, who is well-informed and well-informed, felt unhappy after hearing too many bad words, so he deliberately said, "Master Lige is also a Nordic now, and you scolded Master Lige."

Kreacher's vicious complaints paused, "... Kreacher didn't do it on purpose, Kreacher didn't want to complain about the little master, Kreacher just wanted to remind the little master not to just sit idly by, that Eastern European bumpkin..."

Dodoma added, "Don't you like Mrs. Anna very much? Master Victor is Mrs. Anna's only son, and Mrs. Anna will be sad if you say that."

Kreacher screamed and babbled again, Dodoma turned around and walked away, seeing Dobby who was smirking at him not far away, Dodoma turned around abruptly, continued to stare at Kreacher, and handed him One or two words for Kreacher to link up the past and create another climax.

Kreacher greeted all the bedbugs he could think of that had taken advantage of Black's house this day, feeling refreshed like being cupped, and worked extra hard when cooking lunch.Sirius ate the special dish of the house elves that he thought he would never eat again in this life—the Kreacher version of luxurious beef tartare. It was a special treatment that Mrs. Black only had when she was happy. Reese can only attribute the dish's appearance to Kreacher's moodiness.

When everyone arrived, Sirius looked around, but he didn't see Malfoy and his son, nor Snape. Rigg, Krum, and Mionir were not there, but Harry, Hermione, and Ron were sitting. old location.

"Are they, I mean Rig and the others, are they still not going to come down and eat with us?" Sirius asked Molly who was in charge of sharing the meal in a low voice.

Molly replied in the same volume: "Rig said we'd discuss some serious things over dinner, and they'd better not join in the fun."

Everyone knows what the "terrible thing" is.

Sirius felt a little lost, "It's a good thing that the two Malfoys know each other, what about Snape? Why are you so eager to draw a line?"

Molly had a strange expression on her face, and she wanted to smile, "Professor Snape asked Kreacher to clean the kitchen thoroughly, but Kreacher walked away."

The meaning of the professor is self-evident.

Sirius: "..."

three,

In a room temporarily arranged as a living room on the second floor, several guests who were not members of the Order of the Phoenix had already finished their meals and chatted while drinking the bland drinks blended by Kreacher.

Occasionally, Mionier ate differently from adults. Today, he chose to drink milk first, and then eat stew. He finished eating everything on the plate and burped.Snape squinted at Milkman from time to time, and his stern appearance gradually became unbearable. Everyone in the room could see that the Potions Professor cared very little for Milkman. Look, he forgot to squint again, and looked straight at him.

Snape finally couldn't hold back, and said to Heimdall, "Don't the child need to be fed?"

The condemning tone, the hint of dissatisfaction, and the sharp eyes gave Heimdall the illusion that he was a wolf-hearted parent.

"He can eat by himself, Victor and I never feed..."

"Krum fed in the morning!"

Heimdall smiled mischievously. How should he tell the professor that the master had a convulsion once in a thousand years during breakfast, and the reason why the child cooperated was also because it was rare.Merlin can testify that Mionir really doesn't need to be fed.

As Draco watched with great interest, Heimdall had no choice but to compromise. It is impossible to see what the professor meant by now.

"Honey," Heimdall said to Milkman. "Let Grandpa Severus feed you the remaining bowl of custard, okay?"

Mionnell, who had eaten so much that his mouth was shining, blinked his big eyes, looked at Little Papa, and then at Snape, who seemed to be holding back something, stretched out his fat paw, and pushed the small bowl towards Snape.

The professor snorted coldly, and said with distaste: "It's so big that I need someone to feed it."

Professor, what are you going to do!

Under the cower's slightly flinching gaze, Snape picked up the small bowl with a stiff expression, but extremely gentle movements in his hands.He lightly scooped up a small spoon, blew lightly, gently brought it to the baby's mouth, and then lightly put it forward, accurately controlling the angle of the baby's ah-woo, and the whole set of feeding movements was done in one go, automatically into a faction.

Although he was fed smoothly, the baby did not dare to move when he saw the professor's face. If the big or small papa was feeding, he could still have two hands free to play with the rubber gingerbread man, and even fight with the non-professor. The drowsy hairball rolled into one piece, and now, with the slightest hint of hyperactivity in him, Snape's gaze could "crunch" him to the baby chair, and Mionnell kept himself in place as if he had been petrified.

The professor felt that the child was quite well-behaved, and the feeding movements were a little gentler, but the expression was still outrageously fierce.

The two cousins ​​who witnessed all this: "..."

Little Papa felt that his son was a little pitiful.

Draco came to his senses first, and said to his cousin, "I heard you blew up the portrait of the Black family?"

Malfoy and his son don't live in Grimmauld Place, and everyone understands the reason. The decoration style of Grimmauld Place didn't suit Lucius's aesthetics back then, and the ruined flowers and willows are even more despised now.

Heimdall sighed deeply.

"What's wrong?" Draco wondered.

"I'm lamenting the magic of rumors." Heimdall didn't say clearly that he wasn't the culprit, nor did he say that it wasn't blown up. "It has been repaired, and a formal apology has been made, and the ancestors of the Black family have been forgiven." The grandfather of Heimdall's blood is easier to communicate with than the former headmaster of Hogwarts, regardless of whether the other party really forgave them, At least on the surface all is well.That great-great-grandfather is different. Master Krum has been brushed by the opponent countless times in the past few hours, and he has a posture of immortality... By the way, Phineas has already kicked his legs, and he will not stop dying. .

"What are your plans for the afternoon?" Draco pouted. "To be honest, I don't want to stay here, but Dad said it's safe here, and I'd rather go to Hogwarts."

Heimdall didn't make a sound. He and Victor read the British wizarding newspaper delivered in the morning. The "Daily Prophet" disclosed the bombing in the southeast of England three days ago, and Muggle newspapers would publish terrorists. Rampant reports that people did die there, not by terrorists in the Muggle world, but rather by terrorists in the wizarding world.Most of the deceased had happy families and successful careers. What they had in common was hemp seed, and they were outstanding talents in the industries they were engaged in.

The "Daily Prophet" asserted that this was written by the Death Eaters. It was a kind of criticism, a kind of contempt. Every ordinary wizard who read this report was in danger. I heard that Miss Granger didn't eat anything in the morning.

"We're going to take a trip to Diagon Alley in the afternoon," Heimdall said.

"I……"

"You still listen to your father and stay here."

Draco wasn't happy about it.

Heimdall patted his head, "Good boy, come back and bring you a present."

Draco slapped his hand away, wrinkled his nose in disgust, treating him as a naughty child or something? !

Heimdall laughed.

four,

Dodoma's observation diary, the content is as follows——

dearest master,

Master Millet is the favorite of most wizards - you know there's always a maverick or two everywhere, Master Black and Master Snape start arguing every day when they wake up, and usually neither master can I got what I wanted, because Master Lucius, Master Lupine, and Mrs. Weasley will take good care of the little master’s basic necessities of life. After the meal, the two masters can’t tell the difference except jealousy... Please forgive me used that description.

The little master seems to be afraid of Master Snape. I believe this will not surprise you who are wise and powerful. Master Snape is a decent gentleman who is strict with himself and is also strict with others.Although Master Snape is unreasonable and resents people questioning his decisions, Master Snape is not a person who is headstrong.

The little master will realize this sooner or later, although that day seems a bit far away in terms of the young master's age, Dodoma will always pay attention to the little master's movements, as well as every aspect of the lives of masters Rig and Victor.

Dear master, do you still remember the elf who was not suitable for Grimmer Square mentioned by Dodoma in the previous report?That was Dobby's girlfriend, named Winky.Winky used to work as a full-time elf in a decent wizard family, taking care of the whole family, but was mercilessly fired for offending the master.My lord, Dodoma's mention of Winky does not imply that you expend your energy on such a sensitive and passive female elf.

Dobby and Winky used to work at Hogwarts, and now they are in Grimmer Square, always together.Always.

Dodoma complied with his master's instructions and left you to come to England—leaving you and going to another place made Dodoma very distressed. Dodoma cooked, cleaned, cared about his master's life, and adjusted the elves in Grimmer Square. The internal conflicts that broke out from time to time... Dodoma is proud of his hard work and relentless work, and the changes in Grimmer Square are obvious.

So, master, you see...

When will you allow Sheena to come to the UK?