HP's Foreign Land

(PS: The Song of the River Crab sings in Shenzhou, [-] words are omitted above. And PS: Did not make the last step means "failed to make the last step". Has anyone understood what we mean?)

The bathtub is very small, one person sits in it and bends his knees, and two people sit in it with their chests against their backs. Even so, Heimdall and Victor are squeezed together one behind the other.They get together less and leave more during this school year, and they cherish the time they spend together alone. Neither of them is a person who is tired of talking nonsense. Since they can't speak, let's put it into action.

It's a couple's right to be silly.

The current situation is that Heimdall kept wiping the soapy water dripping into his eyes with his hands in front of him, and Victor helped him wash his hair behind him and rubbed the foam on his head.

"Can you rinse it off?" The one who had been shampooed became impatient, and his scalp would wrinkle if he rubbed it again.

"Get up." Victor pulled Heimdall up vigorously, and with a splash, the shower head sprayed water.

"Sleep here at night, and I will send you back to the shabby house early tomorrow morning." Victor suggested.

"Okay, that's what you said to Mr. Black during the day." Heimdall didn't care.

Regardless of public or private conversations, Heimdall uniformly said "Mr. Black". Carlo and other students didn't think much about this issue at all, because their first reaction to Heimdall's father was Rommel, and Victor has long been used to it, and it's not worth mentioning to him.On the British side, Malfoy and his son didn't take it seriously, but Narcissa struggled with it for a while, and then she felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so she let it go. Molly also discussed it with her husband in private, but it was Black's housework, and they both Outsiders, it is inconvenient to interfere.

Now it seems that whether it is Sirius or Heimdall, neither party is eager to correct it, at least Heimdall has never thought of changing his words.

"Actually, according to my opinion, you can go back to Kapok Town directly with me, and you don't even need to go to the shabby house." Victor especially wanted to promote self-interest in this matter.

"Not good." Heimdall felt like crossing the river and tearing down the bridge. After all, it was the Weasleys who provided the accommodation, and Mr. Weasley brought him here.

"That's why I said do what I want." Victor stepped out of the bathtub, the shower head shut off.

Victor took a large towel from the side shelf and wiped Heimdall's hair, "What do you want to eat?"

"Meat!" Heimdall's answer was very general.

Victor couldn't help laughing, "Okay." He let go, Heimdall took the towel, and Victor picked up another towel to dry himself quickly and put on his clothes.

"I'll go get ready." After speaking, Victor walked out of the bathroom.

Heimdall brushed his hair, body, and dressed in a slow manner. When he walked out of the bathroom, passed through the living room, and out of the tent, he saw a barbecue grill in front of him, and the pieces of meat on the grill made sizzling noises. , the seductive fragrance hit, and the halazi of Heimdall began to gallop.

There were three chairs placed in front of the shelf, and Heimdall rushed over like an arrow and sat down, staring straight at the soul-stirring flesh, swallowing hard, Victor raised his eyes and said to him: "I'll be there soon!" I can eat it."

Heimdall asked in surprise, "Where did you get these tools?" If the Bulgarian team brought it themselves, it would be too far-sighted.

"Ask the British Ministry of Magic for it." Victor poured some sauce on the plate and handed it to Heimdall.

"When?"

"Just now." Victor laughed, "As long as you give your opinion, they will definitely be able to run it right away. The British Ministry of Magic is asking for nothing but to leave a good reputation for hosting a perfect game."

Face project.Heimdall nodded, used a fork to pick up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, after chewing slowly... tears of happiness streamed down his face.

Heimdall suddenly thought of the allusion of the lazy man eating pancakes. If one day in the future he unfortunately starved to death, it would not be because he refused to turn the pancakes around his neck, but because he ate all the pancakes at once, and in the end he would be hungry if he had nothing to eat. died.Thinking of this, Heimdall told Victor this brain supplement as a joke, and Victor lived up to his expectations and laughed, "I hope you can't live without me, but fortunately I am a wizard and can phantom Apparate back and do something for you."

Can't live without Victor?It's a scary assumption. Heimdall doesn't like to be too dependent on others, which makes him feel insecure.

Seeing that Heimdall was silent, Victor could roughly guess what he was thinking and didn't care.What he said just now was psychological. He hoped that Heimdall could rely on him more. Of course, he also knew that it would be difficult to achieve. Heimdall is a person who is used to self-reliance, and it is not his personal style to rely on others.

Victor just wanted to be honest with him, that's all.

[I came just in time. ] The pods will always be so elusive.

【go away!The meat is mine! 】Heimdall dodges left and right to avoid the hungry cats in the pods.

[Look at how promising you are! ] No matter what the pods said, they would not suffer.

Heimdall really wanted to put the plate on that cat's face, did it think that its current expression was trying to improve itself?

"Don't grab it, it's all there." Victor took out a small plate as if by magic, and put it on a chair. The plate fit the shape of the pod very well, and the size was moderate.

With a cheer, Pod rushed to the chair and buried himself in the meal.

Heimdall pouted, deeply feeling that his interests had been violated.

[A cat should look like a cat, and cat food is your lifelong pursuit. 】

The purpose of the pod has been achieved, and it is decided that the big cat will not remember the villain, and it will bear it.But the cat couldn't stay idle, and started chatting with Heimdall after eating for a while.

[Your boyfriend has barely passed the test. If he can often cook some of my favorite food and serve me comfortably, his score can go up even more. ]

"You're getting more and more shameless," Heimdall said. "What is hard to learn, you must learn to be as shameless as a human being."

[Like its owner, like its cat. ]

"You admit that I am your master?"

Doudou looked up at the sky and sighed, [The past is unbearable. ]

"Virtue!" Heimdall rolled his eyes.

Victor laughed dumbfounded, shook his head, and put another plate of meat next to the barbecue grill.

***

The Bulgarian team and the Irish team are still drinking each other, and they will not return if they are not drunk. The captain of the Bulgarian team came to invite someone.

This kind of thing is not easy to evade. Victor, who had just picked up the plate and was about to eat, had to put the plate back.

"Go with Strulusson." The captain looked at Heimdall.

"Aren't there players over there?" Heimdall asked.

"It's okay." The captain thought he was embarrassed.

How could Heimdall be embarrassed, he was reluctant to barbecue.

The captain didn't force it, Victor hurriedly said "I'll be right back", followed the captain through a tent, and went to the open space in front.

Without Victor, without the sizzling sound of the barbecue grill, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.Two golden lion glass lamps hanging under the front eaves of the tent shed two balls of orange light on the ground. The lions on the lamps lay lazily and motionless, as if they had fallen asleep.Heimdall looked to the right after finishing his Chinese meal. The Irish team’s camping area was full of little stars. Dancing above the grass, like fireflies at night, dotted the silent land.

A gust of wind blew from the dark woods behind, and the light cluster on the ground shook twice. The lion on the lamp suddenly raised its upper body, as if it had entered a certain state of alert, and its laziness disappeared.The light cluster of stars floating on the top of the Irish team's tent was blown to pieces by the gust of wind, and the clover rolled like waves, rising and falling, rustling.

Heimdall shuddered suddenly, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

a little cold.He rubbed his arms, and just as he put down the plate, the pod jumped up and jumped onto his shoulders.

"What's wrong?" Heimdall was puzzled.

Bean Pod turned a deaf ear and focused on looking at the dense forest behind. The animal's natural and sensitive perception made it aware of the strangeness that Heimdall could not.

[There is movement in the forest. ] Pod said.

movement?Heimdall narrowed his eyes, it was black or black, and he listened carefully, but still found nothing.

"Could it be an animal?"

[Ordinary animals have long been diverted, and they will not come near here at all. The British cast magic on the periphery of this camp to prevent animals and Muggles from the forest from entering by mistake. ]

"Then what would it be?"

As soon as Heimdall finished speaking, the voice of the pod sounded, [Here we come. ]

A dark shadow escaped from the pitch-black forest, like a ball of black ink squeezed out of a pen, suddenly dripping on the white paper, which looked particularly unnatural and abrupt under the light of the lamp.Heimdall squinted his eyes and looked at it. It was a person, and he was dressed very strangely. He wore a wizard robe like a black coat, a turban on his head, and a mask on his face. In short, he was so unconventional that even his own mother would recognize him. not come out.

As soon as this person appeared, when he raised his hand, a magic roared out, and a tent of the Irish team was instantly blown to pieces. That’s right, it was the Irish team. Heimdall’s guess was quickly overturned. He thought this person was the Irish team. Many fans, because they were dissatisfied with the result of the game, waited for an opportunity to sabotage and vent their anger by showing their weight more deeply.

But his target of sabotage was not the Bulgarian team, he appeared at the Irish team's side, and with the explosion, the Irish team's camp area suddenly burst into flames. His modus operandi seems to have been premeditated long ago. If it was just a temporary idea, he would not shuttle back and forth like a local snake, and his familiarity is outrageous.

[This side also came. ] Pod quickly yelled.

Heimdall stood up abruptly, and just as he touched his wand, a burst of fire burst out of the darkness and shot towards his door.

The conditioned reflex training of the International Police Corps on motor nerves paid off at this time. Heimdall, who was plotted against and had no time to cast the spell, jumped to the side. The flames brushed his body and hit the barbecue grill directly, and the flames quickly engulfed him. The barbecue grill, including the leftover barbecue left by Victor just now.

"A stab in the back! This man is too bad!" Heimdall was so indignant that he quickly rolled over while the man was not paying attention, and hid by a tent. He glanced down and saw that his clothes were scorched a lot, so Even more angry.

[My BBQ! ! ! ] The pod looked like someone had stepped on its tail, its back was arched high, and its hair stood up all over its body.

At this time, the villain who shot the cold arrow also came out of the forest, dressed exactly like the unconventional one, and behaved the same as that companion, using the wand as a torch, and it would light up wherever it was lit.The arsonist didn't seem to notice Heimdall, or didn't pay attention to Heimdall at all, just blindly destroying it.

In an instant, the tents on the Bulgarian side echoed those on the Irish side, blazing and scorching together.

"It looks like an unpopular cult organization." Heimdall, who was hiding aside, gritted his teeth. "What I hate the most is the bastard who insists on thinking that he is a Martian even though he is from Earth!"

[Fuck him to death! ! ! ] Having been with Heimdall for a long time, the pods have become more and more ethnic.

"Pod! Serve him with a big move!"

[clear! ] The pod jumped out of Heimdall's shoulder like lightning.

"Remember, it's toffee." Before the words finished, a spell spewed out from the tip of Heimdall's wand, the pod stagnated in mid-air, and the body suddenly swelled and deformed.

When the arsonist heard the movement, he turned around suddenly, looked intently, and his face changed in horror. He saw a huge monster standing quietly among the flames soaring into the sky, with cruel eyes and a ferocious face.The arsonist trembled, and the flames that were supposed to be sprayed towards another tent turned towards the beast. The beast suddenly bounced up and collided with the flame head-on with lightning speed. Without rest, they rushed towards the arsonist together with the beast.

The arsonist let out a scream of "ah", and even dropped his magic wand in fright, and tried to run, but his legs and feet couldn't be controlled, and he fell to the ground with limp legs, and then crawled on the ground in a terrible embarrassment. I was so frightened that I lost my mind, collapsed so much that I even forgot how to walk, and knocked my teeth involuntarily while crawling, "Ke...Ke...Ke Mai...La...Yes...Ke...Maila..."

When Heimdall saw this, he couldn't help thinking, how does the leader of this cult carry out job training? The psychological quality of the believers is obviously not up to standard.

Before Heimdall and Pod could celebrate their victory, Pod Chimera screamed, [Again, there's more than one. ]

Heimdall didn't answer, he had already seen that, in fact, one of them pointed his wand at him not far away, like the god of death in the fire of hell, raised his sickle high, ready to harvest his life.Heimdall's breathing suddenly became heavier. He forced himself to calm down. He couldn't move even if the enemy didn't move. He concentrated on paying attention to what kind of magic this man would use to greet him, so that he could use the shortest time to break the spell and then counterattack. However, at the same time, life The crisis that was hanging by a thread became nothing to fear in the blink of an eye.

The cult member suddenly convulsed and fell to the ground, but he didn't lose consciousness immediately. His body twisted unnaturally. Blood gushed out through the black cloth like a flood that opened the gate. The tragic cry just overflowed from his mouth. The gushing blood filled the respiratory tract, like a drowning person, the cry became more and more indistinct, the blood sprayed out from the nasal cavity accompanied by a severe cough, and flowed down from the gap between the mask and the face, and a large piece of bright red was on the ground Spreading, this situation is chilling.

The moment the man fell, Heimdall saw Victor standing behind him with knife-like eyes.

Heimdall understood a long time ago that if he is ruthless, he is no match for Victor, who does not offend me.

Victor looked at Heimdall without changing his expression. Without hesitation, Heimdall jumped up and rushed towards him. After running close, he grabbed Victor's arm and complained angrily, "My barbecue is all eaten by these damned people!" The Martians have been roasted to black coals!"

[Half of it is mine! ] Pod Chimera quit, and hurried over to fight for the interests of a cat.

The blade-like coldness in his eyes evaporated like the dew at noon in an instant. Victor hugged the embarrassed Heimdall tightly in his arms, gnawed a couple of bites, and exclaimed in his heart that fortunately, if Rigg had something Unexpectedly, he couldn't imagine the consequences.

Screams and gasps sounded behind Victor one after another. Heimdall, who buried his face on Victor's shoulder, stretched his neck, and saw a group of gorgeously dressed wizard officials rushing through the forest, and then Their faces changed drastically and they stopped suddenly. There were too many reasons for their fright. Among them, the most intuitive and most visually impactful was the Pod Chimera standing in front of them.

Heimdall suddenly thought of a question and asked Pod, 【Didn't you just say that there are more than one? 】[It was all resolved by your boyfriend's teammates. ]

Heimdall left Victor's embrace, turned around and raised his wand, the pod jumped up after answering, calmly changed back to its original appearance amidst the terrified cries of help from the group of wizards, and landed lightly on Heimdall's shoulder .

There were ghostly cries and wolf howls from the camping area near the bonfire, and the wizards around looked around in surprise, and saw three bachelors beating their chests, stamping their feet and crying at the ruins of the tent.

"What's wrong?" Heimdall was surprised.

After a moment of silence, Victor said succinctly: "...magazine."

"Oh." Heimdall suddenly realized.