HP's Foreign Land

"Representing mermaids? What's the matter with those mermaids?" The black centaur named Baine bluffed again.

Heimdall understood what he meant by "what's going on", and probably didn't expect the mermaid to take such an "important" matter—maybe in the eyes of the centaur, once the matter involved them, it would become insignificant ——Entrusting it to a human being is simply unreasonable.

Sure enough, Bane's dull voice sounded again, "Do those mermaids know what they are doing? They actually trust humans, and let humans come to us on their behalf... Mermaids are crazy!!!"

Even though it was expected, Heimdall's mood became very ugly after hearing this.

Down with racism, down with self righteousness, down with self righteous racism!Heimdall cried out in his heart.

Heimdall felt a little empathetic at the moment, what did he empathize with, that is, those Muggle-born or half-blood wizards, on the unequal starting line, were still despised by the front-runners - the pretentious pure-bloods Or what kind of feeling did he feel when he was framed? He is now being despised by the horse people. The biggest difference and honor is that he is being despised on behalf of all mankind at the moment.

Think of the portraits of the great pioneers of wizards in textbooks; think of the gallery of outstanding alumni portraits of the German School; think of the respected Dumbledore; think of the Wizards Union, which is full of people, and the popular departments and offices in the city; think The international Wizengamot, which is sparsely populated, the IW special police force who keeps a low profile, and the justices who hide deep in the sky...

Heimdall told himself that he could bear it, it meant that they were despised, and there was nothing he couldn't bear.

"They can't go ashore. It's a coincidence that I just have legs." Heimdall threw out a sentence in a flattering way.

Bane was still talking loudly, but Ronan the Red Centaur could hear Heimdall's sarcasm on the surface. The boy was not enraged by Bane's words, so he turned to each other with vicious words and tit-for-tat , and did not rush to defend himself or the mermaid, Heimdall's calm demeanor won Ronan's slight favor.

This is very rare, the centaur's dislike of human beings has long been deeply rooted, although Ronan's favorability is so small that it is not worth mentioning, it is somewhat a pioneering work.

Ronan is not the heterogeneous Firenze in the centaur group. At the beginning, Firenze ignored the people's stern protests and under the pressure of being sanctioned, rescued Harry Potter without hesitation, and sent him back to a safe place , The uproar caused by this move can be imagined. Unsurprisingly, all the horsemen in the clan, old and young, all aimed at him in an instant, and he was excluded with a punitive nature.

However, Firenze did not repent, turned a blind eye to indifference, and turned a deaf ear to persuasion, which made the horse people who wanted to help him gradually lose confidence in him, and Firenze was completely reduced to the most unpopular fringe among the horse people in the Forbidden Forest.

To be honest, Ronan admired Firenze's courage and perseverance, but did not agree with his courage and perseverance.

In the final analysis, Ronan, like many horsemen, hates humans from the bottom of his heart, but at the same time, Ronan is a horseman with rich experience and knowledge, as stable as a mountain, as tolerant as a mountain, as noble as a mountain, as firm as a mountain——according to Described in human terms, this centaur has passed the age of domineering, and the years have smoothed his edges and corners, thus becoming open-minded, peaceful and serene.

That's right, he's kind to Heimdall, but that doesn't mean he doesn't hate humans.

"What did they ask you to do?" Still the unfriendly Bane said.

Heimdall really wanted to roll his eyes, did he really say those words in vain?

"Come to trade with you." He also lifted the bag that the mermaid gave him. "This is given to me by the mermaid, saying that it contains the things that the centaur needs, and also includes a list of items they need to exchange. The leader of Cocos told me that if these things are not enough to exchange for the centaur's items, they will choose another one. Time to make up."

Bain reached out to grab it, but Heimdall avoided him. Facing the domineering Bain, Heimdall tried his best to look cautious.

"I'm sorry, the leader of Cocos has repeatedly explained that the things must be handed over to the leader of the centaur. Are you the leader?"

Bain frowned, and his unfriendly eyes became sharper, "A human still wants to see our leader? Don't wishful thinking!"

"It's not that I want to meet, but the leader of Cocos asked me to come." Heimdall couldn't help muttering, if he could choose the postal express service and send it directly to the centaur tribe, he wouldn't have to run to the forest with a lot of trouble.

"What do you think of us? Horses who come and go when you call them?" The horsemen looked very angry.

Heimdall found it difficult to communicate with them. He was saddened by all the magical animals he had come into contact with so far. He didn't know when his unintentional words might become the fuse to offend them and set off conflicts. The ridiculous thing is that he himself But I don't know what indecent words he said.

The centaurs have deep prejudices against humans, and they measure Heimdall's words and deeds with inherent prejudice. It is not surprising that Heimdall is often blamed.

"I'm sorry, let me emphasize again. I absolutely did not mean to offend the centaurs. I came to the Forbidden Forest as a representative of the mermaids, simply to perform the task assigned to me by the leader of Cocos. I neither want to insult you, nor do I want to talk to you You have conflicts, the Forbidden Forest is the place where the centaurs rule, yes, I am a human, just like you think, cunning and despicable humans will never choose a situation that is not good for themselves."

The implication is that to show off one's strength on other people's territory is to support one's full stomach.

How, am I humble enough and self-deprecating enough? !Heimdall looked at the centaur numbly with sarcasm in his eyes. The red centaur seemed to be smiling or not, but Bane looked calm and took it for granted, as if complaining that Heimdall's self-deprecation was not enough It's like humiliating.

Heimdall couldn't help but laugh. He found that communicating with the recalcitrant, paranoid and stubborn centaur can definitely cultivate a trance-like cultivation in the shortest time.

"I'll take you to meet the leader," said the red centaur.

Baine and the other two centaurs immediately showed expressions of disbelief.

"Ronan!" Bane yelled, looking annoyed.

Ronan was unmoved, and continued to say to Heimdall: "However, we don't welcome Eight Eyes and Chimeras."

Let him "clean himself into the house"?

Heimdall looked into Ronan's deep eyes impartially, "Are you scared?"

"Damn human, what are you talking about?" Bane was seriously provoked by Heimdall's tyrant, and he was indeed a cunning human.

"But I'm terrified." Heimdall looked pitifully at Bane, who had a fierce expression on his face.

"..." Bain choked on his own saliva.

The four centaurs and a human looked at each other for a while, then Ronan cleared his throat and said, "Let's go then." No mention of toffee and Eight Eyes.

Heimdall secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He gradually found one of the ways to communicate with the horse people, which is to show weakness. Anyway, in the eyes of these horse people, he is a "little pony" and nothing to be afraid of.

He is strong by him, and the breeze blows the hills.Let him do whatever he wants, and the bright moon shines on the river.

Heimdall also followed suit.

The centaur Bain also heaved a sigh of relief. If Eight Eyes and the Chimera were forcibly stopped, wouldn't the centaur's reputation of being timid and fearful be fulfilled?But... why does he always feel that something is wrong?

Unlike Bane, whose brain is used to walking in a straight line, Ronan has another way of thinking. Judging from today's situation, the eight-eyed spider has already figured out the exact location of the centaur tribe in eight or nine out of ten. It's better to take them with you than to shut them out. Bayan, who is used to being content with the status quo, shouldn't have any other thoughts.

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The centaur tribe is located deep in the Forbidden Forest. Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't tell how deep it was.

When Heimdall saw the shining silver fire tree that suddenly appeared in front of him, he knew that this was the centaur tribe.

The vegetation here is so lush that it is springing every day, the ferns here are self-righteous cottage shrubs, the flowers here violate the laws of nature, and they are still competing for beauty after the sun goes down, the leaves here are huge, and the vines here are climbing everywhere... So that it is not so unusual for moss to glow.

Heimdall felt as if he had broken into an incredible different dimension.

Along the way, the eight eyes acted exceptionally quiet, as if they were born without the ability to speak. This atmosphere infected Heimdall, prompting him to remain calm and vigilant anytime and anywhere.

Heimdall himself didn't realize that after this period of brief contact, he had unknowingly favored the eight-eyed spider who had never complained and followed him all the way.

The centaurs did not take Heimdall deeper into the tribe, but let the spider guide stop at the entrance of the tribe. The unconventional scenery presented at the entrance made Heimdall secretly speechless for a long time.

He didn't know how far he was from the silver flower tree, but he could see it clearly from the entrance. Looking at the umbrella-shaped tree crown that went straight into the sky and connected to the sky, the leaves on the tree flowed like stars and moons, silvery The sky was full of gauze, and Heimdall's face couldn't help releasing admiration and awe.

It turns out that the well-behaved nature can be so bright and coquettish.

He still didn't know, it was his unabashed pious demeanor that slightly dispelled the original intention of the centaur leader Margaret for not seeing humans and his anger at the tribe where Ronan and the other centaurs brought the humans back. After a moment of hesitation, the horseman Accompanied by Ronan, Bane and other centaur, Gray came to Heimdall.

Margery is taller than other centaurs, with an aloof and somewhat impersonal face, and long black hair. Unlike other tribesmen, Margery carries weapons anytime, anywhere—filled arrows A barrel and a longbow always slung across his body.

He stomped his hooves on the ground unhurriedly, making a dull and powerful echo. He came to the eight-eyed spider, watched condescendingly at this group of uninvited guests who were destined to be unwelcome, and walked steadily all the way without flinching. The spider guide backed away involuntarily.

Facing this unassuming and domineering centaur leader, Heimdall felt imminently restless. He quickly slid down the leader's back, and Toffee jumped off after him.

"I heard from my clansman that you entered the Forbidden Forest alone to look for the centaur, which represents the mermaid?" Margery's voice was not friendly, but it was full of awe-inspiring awe, which was enough to make Heimdall sober Realize how unpopular he is.

Heimdall suddenly realized a possibility that he never thought of, that is, whether the centaur welcomes the mermaid's trade, he always thought that he represented the mermaid, at least the centaur would not intentionally make things difficult for him by virtue of this, but he didn't think about it Is the relationship between the mermaid and the horse man as harmonious as he thought.

Cocos only talked about the trade, but did not mention whether there was a friendship between them and the centaurs.

This is a misunderstanding and gap in thinking, and Heimdall couldn't help but reflect on it.

"I brought the mermaid's trading items." Heimdall said tentatively.

"I don't agree, you can go." Margaret flatly rejected the deal and issued an order to evict the guest.

"Why? I need a convincing reason." Heimdall called out the centaur leader who was about to leave.

"I don't want to explain to humans." Margaret said lightly, but his tone was unquestionable.

"I don't need your explanation, but I represent the mermaid. The leader of Cocos trusts me. Whether this matter succeeds or not, I must at least be worthy of this trust. Therefore, I need a reason for the mermaid."

Margery and Heimdall looked at each other for a moment, and Heimdall refused to give in. Just as Margery was about to speak, an old voice came——

"Then go and tell Cocos that the centaurs don't interact with human slaves, and from today onwards, the centaurs will never welcome mermaids."

Accompanied by the sonorous and forceful voice, several horsemen with gray hair and gray beards came together and stopped about ten meters away from Heimdall, as if they were afraid of being infected with some human bacteria.

There was undisguised anger on their faces, especially one of the old centaur who was covered in scars, the scars criss-crossing his body were shocking.

He looked at Heimdall with deep hatred in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat his flesh, gnaw his bones and drink his blood. The twist in his eyes made Heimdall tremble all over, and he hurriedly avoided it and looked at him. .

Margery put on a gesture of respect, nodded to those old horse people, and seemed to be familiar with and accustomed to the old horse people's hatred, and then turned his head and said: "You heard that, that's the reason .”

This is completely unnecessary anger, you don't like to associate with humans, why do you have to force other magical animals not to associate with humans?Is it a "slave of mankind"?

Heimdall felt speechless as he wanted to add guilt.

"...Just because the mermaid agreed to lend a part of the territory as the venue for the Triwizard Tournament?" Heimdall felt that the centaurs who went to extremes were unreasonable.

"Isn't it enough to offer our homeland to the trampling of humans?" the old centaur roared.

Heimdall sighed, knowing that the job had been messed up.

The wizards expressed helplessness and headaches for the mermaid's war plan of not arranging to play cards and going their own way, and came to the conclusion that "people who are not of my race must have different hearts".

The centaurs expressed their sincere indignation and contempt for the mermaid's "shameless" act of flattering the wizard.

However, in fact, the mermaids decided to start the battle early in order to hold the Triwizard Tournament as scheduled, and the centaur, whom they trusted wholeheartedly, did not hesitate to list them as refusals at this moment.

The mermaid's mess in the Hogwarts area is really horrible, the standard "Pig Bajie looks in the mirror, he is not a human inside and out".

Maybe the mermaid making himself the representative was a wrong choice, maybe Cocos should put down his dignity and beg Dumbledore, I heard that these centaurs are still very respectful to the first wizard.

Sure enough, if you want others to nod to you forever, you need big fists.

Once again, Heimdall deeply understands the importance of tyrannical power in this world where magical power is above all else. Even the centaurs, who claim to never collude with human beings, cannot escape this vulgar law.

"Wait." The old scarred centaur stopped Heimdall from leaving, and pointed out arrogantly, "Leave that lamp behind."

Heimdall stopped climbing towards the spider guide, turned around and said, "Don't go too far."

"This lamp is a friendly signal from us to the mermaid, and we don't need it now," the old horseman emphasized bluntly, "Leave the lamp!"

"I can't decide this matter. You can ask the leader of Cocos to get it back, but you can never take it back from me." Heimdall also has his principles to stick to.

Maybe the old horseman didn't think that Heimdall was so arrogant and difficult to deal with, let alone stepping on the horseman's territory. Thinking of all the things he had suffered in the past, his mood immediately became unstable, and his body was full of anger. He roared at Heimdall, " Despicable and dirty humans!!!”

As soon as the roar came out, there was a sudden silence all around.

Bain on the side looked at the old horse man with his mouth gaping. Ronan shook his head sadly. The leader Margery still remained motionless, but his eyes suddenly became a little weird.

Just when the horse people were shocked by the sudden loss of control of the old horse man, the stone in front of the old horse man was blown to pieces with a bang, the broken stones splashed, and the dust was flying. pit.

The centaurs saw the mermaid representative, who had never been taken seriously by them, holding his wand expressionlessly at this moment, as if suddenly digging a hole in the ground, it was quite common for him, and there was no guilt on his face, He didn't raise his eyebrows, let alone explain it.

"Don't hurt people casually, this is a truth that despicable humans understand." Heimdall paused every word.

The old horse man was furious, stomping his hooves on the ground hard, making a rapid muffled sound.

"I will not give the lamp to you or any of your clansmen. If you have any questions, please go and talk to the leader of Cocos. Do you think I don't know? This lamp is a treasure handed down from generation to generation by mermaids. It has a long history and is Your ancestors and the ancestors of the mermaids broke the restrictions of regions and concepts, and concluded friendship, if you want to recycle, please be careful!"

"Slick-tongued human!!!" The old horse man finally lost control and rushed over unbearably.

The centaurs exclaimed one after another, and Bain and Ronan immediately rushed forward to stop them, but more centaurs who witnessed all this were at a loss, not knowing how to deal with this increasingly derailed and absurd development situation.

Heimdall raised his head high and faced the fight without fear... It's a pity that there is a little thing that is faster than him and Toffee.

Little Eight Eyes jumped up, climbed onto a spider thread that was erected at an unknown time and was suspended in the air, and then with a pounce, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of black mucus.

The slime drew a parabola in the air and landed on the old horse man's approaching body. As the old horse man growled more and more angrily because of the sudden severe burning pain, the other horse men couldn't help being furious.

Xiao Bayan's attack is undoubtedly a declaration of war on the horsemen.