HP's Foreign Land

Eight Galleons?

"Seventy-two Sickles for a pack of Pepper Boys?!" Heimdall yelled.

The peddler didn't expect that his speed of mental calculation was as fast as his own, and he secretly admired the price, not giving up a single Nat.

As long as it is related to extra expenses, Heimdall has always been helpful in mental calculations, and he called the peddler unreasonable. Well, the fake pepper urchin is 72 silver dollars, but he can bear it. Why is Mao's colorful sugar quill pen counted as himself? on the head?It doesn't make sense!He didn't snatch it away!

The peddler's reason was that the quill was lost in his hands. He asked Heimdall for something without looking for others.

Profiteer!Heimdall cursed in his heart.

Victor handed eight Galleons to the peddler, who happily accepted them, and Heimdall's eyes almost turned green.

"Why are you so talkative!" Heimdall was very dissatisfied with Victor's way of keeping things quiet, and he couldn't compromise with the evil forces, which would fuel their arrogance. Do you understand that people are bullying people who are kind, and handed over 64 silver Sickles for no reason? , Heimdall frowned, conditioned to want to get back the extra part.

The peddler didn't expect this blond boy to do something, he looked like a dog, the young master of the family, the eight Jin Jialongs kept silent for a long time, and even wanted to grab it if they didn't agree with each other. Feeling more knowledgeable, he closed the box and rolled up his sleeves, as if preparing to fight Heimdall.

Victor hugged Heimdall, and Heimdall realized that he was impulsive. He didn't struggle, and he calmed down, but his eyes were filled with resentment. The peddler put the money back into his pocket without changing his face and confidently.

The bully next to him was not helpful at all, and took out the money casually. Heimdall realized that the situation was over, and sighed in frustration. His resentful eyes inadvertently swept away in the direction of the little carrot head, and he was immediately refreshed. .

"She's back!" shouted in surprise and joy.

Who is back?The peddler looked in the direction he pointed, and saw the little radish head in a tutu skirt walking towards here with a quill pen in his hand, followed by a man. There are eight or nine times that I can't keep it.

The peddler took a step back without showing any signs, hugged the covered box tightly, and took advantage of the moment when Heimdall and Victor turned their heads to look at the little carrot head, he slipped into the passing crowd with oil on his feet, alertly Turned into another path and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Heimdall was completely numb.

64 silver Sickles, 850 and 850 copper Knuts, which is equivalent to a pack of owl biscuits, [-] boxes of Bibi multi-flavored beans, [-] sour lollipops, [-] grams of dragon liver, [-] and [-] servings of Wizengamot General News... By the way, you can still buy poisonous tentacle seeds at a discounted price at the Magic Plant Store during Christmas—the quality is not guaranteed, and regular customers of the Bojinbok store can also buy them at this price after buying full-price products A set of six colored mini poison candles...

Thinking about it, Heimdall burst into tears.

"It's okay, it's okay." Victor hugged him and whispered comfort in his ear.

"I thought you guys would have to wait until later." The man behind the carrot head approached and fisted Victor. The man was wearing a casual light linen suit with a A blue long-sleeved T-shirt with jeans underneath.

Heimdall couldn't hide his jealousy, but he was a handsome guy with a natural beauty that couldn't be abandoned, even if he was walking around in pajamas.

The handsome guy with style is Duncan Orville.

This was the first time that Heimdall had met Duncan outside the school since he graduated. They were wearing ordinary Muggle clothes, and they were in the Muggle camping area, which still felt very fresh.

Heimdall looked at Little Carrot, then at Duncan, "Long time no see, the child is already this old?"

The forehead was slapped heavily, Heimdall snorted, and Victor rubbed it for him distressedly.

Duncan pulled out the little carrot head that was hiding behind him, and said in German, "Come on, let's get to know each other. This little beauty is Vanessa."

Vanessa?Sounds like a first name, what about a last name?Heimdall pondered for a while and realized that what Duncan brought was probably the child of the Orville family. Fortunately, she could understand German.

Heimdall secretly rejoiced, bent down, and stretched out his right hand, "I am Heimdall Strulusson, very honored."

Carrothead Vanessa quickly put the quill in his hand, turned around and hid behind Duncan, even buried her face, as if she was facing some scourge.

Heimdall was deeply irritated, why am I so hideous? 64 silver Sickles, you are the scourge!

"This..." Duncan was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly explained to Heimdall. "Vanessa didn't do it on purpose. Everyone was discussing what color candy quill they wanted, and there was no conclusion. She just wanted to take the quill back for everyone to see."

"Am I such a stingy person?!" Heimdall gave him a blank look, feeling insulted.

Duncan almost choked on his saliva, aren't you stingy?Are you not stingy?Are you not stingy?Since the old friend was standing next to him, looking at him in warning, Duncan could only roar in his heart.

Heimdall walked behind Duncan and handed the quill to Vanessa, "Just take it, the big guy has already paid for it, he is the one who is regarded as an idol by many people, I can't eat that much, you Bring it back to others."

Heimdall suddenly thought of a question, Duncan is pure blood, why did he come to this camping area?

Heimdall held the candy quill and remained motionless until Duncan became impatient and pulled Vanessa down. Then Vanessa raised her head and buried her head back when she saw Heimdall. Duncan Reluctantly, she tugged her again... After tossing for a long time, Vanessa finally took the candy quill from Heimdall. Look cringe.

Heimdall thought, this kid is too shy, he was obviously very brave just now.

"Come on, I'll take you to my tent," said Duncan.

"You made an appointment with him from the beginning?" Heimdall asked Victor.

Victor nodded.

Duncan said with a smile, "Victor is easy to handle alone. If I take you with me, there is no place to rest. I guess I won't even be able to eat lunch."

Heimdall suddenly realized that this camping area is indeed the best place for a date.

Three or four-year-old children are too young, and Vanessa stumbled behind Duncan. As for Duncan, it is estimated that he lacked awareness in this aspect, and walked forward on his own, without knowing how to take care of the girl behind him. Well, the average child has long been complaining and crying, but Vanessa just followed without saying a word, holding the quill.

Heimdall, who was walking behind them, was moved with compassion. The child reminded him of his childhood. He stepped forward and hugged Vanessa. Vanessa was startled, her eyes were wide open, and she was full of tears. With horrified eyes, Heimdall couldn't help but doubt himself again...

"You are walking too slowly, it will delay our time." Heimdall said very bluntly.

However, Vanessa quickly calmed down because of such words, the panic faded from her face, and she leaned obediently in Heimdall's arms.

The more Heimdall thought about it, the more something was wrong, there was no sound at all, it was a bit too quiet... Could it be that this child can't talk?

Duncan saw all these changes in his eyes, didn't say much, and still chatted with Victor without saying a word.

After entering Duncan's tent, Heimdall was taken aback. Has this guy changed his career to be a kindergarten teacher?A dozen or so children were jumping up and down in the tent. After Heimdall put down Vanessa, the girl did not join the ranks of her friends, but stuck to Heimdall's legs. Heimdall pushed her , She was startled suddenly, put the quill pen into the hand of a passing child, turned around and ran to the corner, climbed up a chair, and sat there quietly watching other children play.

Heimdall found that this child was really unusual.

With the help of Heimdall, they set up a bonfire outside the tent and set up a pot. Naturally, Victor will be the chef. Heimdall took this opportunity to deeply despise Duncan, at least he can Setting up a tent and lighting firewood, this guy is the standard ignorant.

The children all enjoyed the lunch cooked by Victor, and their admiration for the Seeker went up to a new level. Many children gathered around the pot with plates, chirping for more.

Heimdall himself can't tell exactly what kind of psychology it is based on. It is reasonable to say that he is not the kind of person who is prone to sympathy, but this time, he paid special attention to Vanessa.He noticed that all the children had added food, but Vanessa didn't. Heimdall got into the tent and saw the little girl sitting on a chair with an empty plate, watching the children swallowing silently. , Heimdall was familiar with this reaction, she was not full.

"Can you still eat? Victor overcooked." Heimdall asked casually.

Vanessa nodded immediately when she heard that, Heimdall took her plate and walked back quickly. The plate was full, and when she handed it over, she seemed to say casually, "Don't throw it away if you can't finish it, keep it for me. What good are the leftovers? Heimdall was afraid that this girl would spoil herself, so she wouldn't say anything if she didn't eat them.

Vanessa took the plate, swallowed hard, and ate slowly spoon by spoon. Seeing this, Heimdall quickly turned around and walked out. Before leaving the tent, she glanced back. Vanessa had long since lost her gentleness. So, holding the plate and gobbling.

"Eat?" Heimdall just sat down by the campfire when he heard Duncan's question.

"eating."

Duncan sighed, "No matter what happens to this child, he doesn't make a sound. Last time, another child tripped and fell down the stairs. He broke his arm and didn't make a sound. Keep an eye out, you don’t know what will happen.”

In fact, Heimdall realized a little when he entered the tent just now. These children should not be relatives of Duncan. Duncan personally confirmed his guess. Duncan's grandfather is one of the founders of this charity, and Duncan is currently working in this institution.

The original intention of the crunchy bean is similar to the Muggle orphanage. Wizarding families without children can adopt a child in this institution by submitting an application. Of course, the crunchy bean is different from some irresponsible orphanages. After a thorough net worth check, only eligible couples are approved for application.

"When Vanessa was more than one year old, she was abandoned at the door of the office building of the Magic Injury Treatment Center in Marseille. There was a letter in her pocket, to the effect that the child's parents were wizards, but the child was born with defects. , Her parents can't afford to raise such a waste." Duncan said. "We later found out that not only could she not speak, but worse, she was a Squib."

The wizarding world can use various methods to know whether a child born in a wizarding family is normal in terms of magic power. The most simple and direct method is wizarding children's toys, such as infant-type flying broomsticks, which can be used by children who have learned to walk. Ride, when this kind of broom flies, the toes are only a few centimeters off the ground. No matter how high it is, it will not be able to go up. It just flies close to the ground at an ultra-low altitude. Broomstick addiction.

Squib kids can't play with these kinds of toys, no matter how hard you try, the broom won't fly, because Squib kids can't use magic, which is more regrettable than physical disabilities, there is no room for Squibs in the wizarding world, Squibs are born with Being discriminated against, many wizards directly equate Squibs with Muggles.

Victor said, "She just can't talk?" The little girl was obviously hearing, not really deaf.

Duncan said: "The doctor in our center checked her, and everything was normal, and then took her to the Muggle hospital for examination, and brought back a bunch of reports, I can't understand, anyway, it means that all the organs are normal, but She just doesn't talk."

Heimdall thought that the child's reticence was probably psychological.

"The children of the same age as Vanessa have been adopted." Duncan smiled here, as if to ease the atmosphere, "Last month, a wizard couple came to our center to register for the adoption of Vanessa. Wouldn't mind adopting a Squib kid."

"That's really nice." Heimdall found himself saying this dryly, but he couldn't find any other more suitable words.

For Vanessa, her life has just begun, and after leaving Crunchy Beans, she will spend her life realizing how cruel the wizarding world is to Squibs.

"After the World Cup, she is going to live in Belgium with her adoptive parents. The staff at the center asked me to take her out to play with her. After all, it is the last time. The child did not resist after suffering a loss. Although we are worried, I'm not willing to part with it, but everyone hopes that she can walk into her new life happily, and it's not a good thing for her to stay in Crunch Bean." Duncan sighed.

I hope her adoptive parents will treat her sincerely and protect her from wind and rain, Heimdall said silently in his heart.

After lunch, Victor took out his pocket watch and looked, "I'm leaving."

Duncan nodded, "Then I wish you good luck, I will take the children to cheer you up, our seats are all on the Bulgarian side."

Heimdall also nodded, "Then I wish you luck, Ron and I will cheer you up, our seats are all on the British side."

Victor narrowed his eyes and lifted him up all at once, "Sit over there in England? Good idea, you come with me."

"What about Ron? By the way, he asked me to bring him your autograph. I've already promised him." Heimdall knew very well that his boyfriend was a Quidditch player. With brute force, I must be no match for him, so he behaved very honestly and obediently.

"Then go to the British camp first." Victor made a decisive decision.

Before being apparated by Viktor, Heimdall waved his hand towards the entrance of the tent, and then "snapped" twice, "The British Ministry of Magic has repeatedly emphasized that you should be as low-key as a Muggle, you are too arrogant, Just the phantom..." Heimdall left such an unfinished sentence before disappearing.

Vanessa ran out with the plate in her hand, staring blankly at the place where Heimdall disappeared.

Duncan understood something and patted her head, "I can see you again at the game tonight. He will definitely sit with us."

How could a "narrow-minded" man like Victor Krum let Rigg sit on the British side.

***

They appeared on the outskirts of the British camping area, on an inconspicuous path. Victor dragged Heimdall around, and each time he chose to take the path with few people, although there were unavoidable incidents along the way. There was some commotion, but within the controllable range, it can be seen that they have spent a lot of time investigating it thoroughly.

"Do you like children?" Victor still couldn't hold back from asking.

"Why do you think I like children?" Heimdall was puzzled.

"Because you just acted..." Victor hesitated.

"I know how to get along with children." Heimdall laughed.

Victor stopped talking, and looked forward, his expression was a little stiff, as if he was in some kind of struggle, and he held Heimdall's hand unconsciously tightened.

"Well, you give me a baby." Heimdall said.

Victor turned his head in surprise.

"I can't give birth, can you give me one?" Heimdall asked again.

Victor smiled wryly, "How is that possible."

"Then it's over. Even if I want a child, it should be my child and yours." Heimdall frowned. "I will not let other people have my child, and you don't want me to raise your child with other women, I will strangle him (her) directly."

Victor was relieved.

Heimdall raised his head and kissed the corner of his boyfriend's mouth, "Don't think about these messy bad moods, what if it affects the final tonight?"

A scream came suddenly, "Victor Krum?!!!"

Heimdall's eyelids twitched, and saw Ron rushing over like a chicken blood.