HP's Foreign Land

The werewolf who was stabbed bloody by the sharp claws of the golden eagle screamed terribly, turned around and hid in the grass, and never appeared again.The next attacker to replace it is the black-haired werewolf with all his gestures and gestures.

Having suffered from toffee, it did not repeat the same mistakes this time, and cunningly lay in ambush in the grass for a while. If it hadn't witnessed its companion's failure, it would have locked its attack target on Heimdall.

Heimdall sat on the ground with his head bowed, his expression hidden in the shadows, appearing confusing and indistinguishable, making observers in the dark afraid to move rashly for a long time.Now Heimdall fell into the eyes of experienced wizards and fierce creatures including werewolves. The key points were like open doors, full of flaws all over his body.

The black-haired werewolf did not take any action for a long time, and finally chose to give up, and changed the focus of the attack to the golden eagle, which was born with the power to grab wild wolves. The reason for the change of mind is certainly not because it suddenly realized that it should be forgiving and forgiving Rather, it was worried that the blond boy would have another move, and even jumped over the wall, because it didn't smell the slightest timidity from him, and there was no sign of flinching in his behavior.

However, the actual situation was that a certain head of the room who lowered his head almost dozed off.

It wasn't that he was in a stable situation and fearless in the face of danger. Too much energy was consumed by the icicles of death in front of him, and the timely arrival of the backup made his nerves that had been tense all of a sudden relaxed, like a clockwork that was tightened and then turned to the bottom. , the various functions made a noise like rusting gears, and slowly fell silent.

At the moment when the silence struck, Venus flew in front of Heimdall's eyes, yawned one after another, his eyelids were fighting, his limbs were numb, and his whole body sank. Why didn't he stand up? In fact, he wanted to stand up just now. The problem was that he felt Even when he stood up, he would immediately sit back down. It wasn't that his legs were weak, but that he was too sleepy, and the surrounding area was so dark that he might not be able to see the way clearly. It would be a tragedy if he ran headfirst into the arms of the werewolf.

The remaining sanity told him, sit still and don't get down, let alone make trouble for others by walking around, because he is in the middle of the battlefield at the moment, and his combat power is gradually approaching zero, and he will win if he stays honest.

Originally, he wanted to transform into the sky, or take the opportunity to escape, or fight side by side with his boyfriend, let alone spread his wings and fly high at this moment, it is estimated that whether he can succeed in transforming is a question mark.

Heimdall stretched his eyelids, like a Vajra Arhat standing guard in a temple with an angry expression on his face. He was in charge of all ghosts. He put on a decent posture and frightened away a few werewolves who were about to attack by mistake.

Little Eight Eyes watched around vigilantly above his head, using his head as a watchtower, and screamed in his head at the slightest sign of trouble. The shrill voice repeatedly stimulated Heimdall's gradually paralyzed attention. The unintentional move drove away a lot of drowsiness for him, and made him wake up a lot.

Heimdall stretched out his index finger, raised it to his head, and rubbed Xiaoba's back covered with black fluff. According to the age group of human beings, Xiaobayan is now a newborn infant, with the pliers not opened and lanugo The eight-eyed spider's tentacles are thin and soft, but the infant period of the eight-eyed spider is very short. After about half a month, the little eight-eyed spider will be reborn and enter the juvenile period when the hair is getting stronger. At that time, there will be a leap in body length.

Maybe being tickled by Heimdall, Xiao Ba let out a series of cheers.

The golden eagle in the air suddenly let out a series of sharp whistles, and Heimdall hurriedly followed the sound.

Werewolves are fierce and ferocious, but one thing is that they are land creatures. When fighting between land and air, the creatures on the ground will always suffer. The entire vast sky is the stage for air fighters. It's all in your hands.

After all, a werewolf is not a wizard with a magic wand, so he can't take into account long-range attacks. He completely relies on his own powerful strength in hand-to-hand combat. However, this combat method has no ductility, that is, he cannot maintain his advantage in the air. When the golden eagle wants to attack in the sky As far as when to attack, he can see the changes in the situation on land at a glance, and the werewolf seems to be able to make do with only passive escape.

The black-haired werewolf was driven mad by the golden eagle's unhurried attack frequency and tricky attack angles, and had no time to turn to Qin Muchu—turning his head to hook up with Heimdall, and completely fell into the golden eagle's attack steps.It roared to the sky, and its two terrifying claws danced wildly in the air, but it returned in vain.The black-haired werewolf was not discouraged, and several times challenged the law of gravity to the greatest extent by virtue of his strong physical fitness, well-developed muscles, and outstanding jumping ability.

Every time he soars into the sky, the jumping height of ordinary werewolves exceeds the limit height. If it wasn’t for the scuffle surrounding them, fighting in the dark, and having no time to appreciate this miracle, it is estimated that all the creatures present would challenge themselves again and again for the black-haired werewolves. Applause for outstanding performance.

The golden eagle is not an idle person either, and every time it happens to retreat out of the range of the werewolf's jumping attack. Heimdall stared at it for a long time, and felt that Master Krum probably did it on purpose. With the sweetness of making persistent efforts, the werewolves are likely to decisively shift their targets.

In other words, Master Krum wants to hold the werewolf's hatred firmly, and must not let the werewolf get out of the battle easily, so he provokes and ridicules again and again.

Fortunately, werewolves, like all BOSS, cannot withstand teasing at all.

The golden eagle's agility in turning over and dodging in the air made Heimdall, a big white bird that can only fly in patterns, very jealous. Although the white eagle's aerial posture is not inferior to the golden eagle, the golden eagle has always been known as a raptor pilot. It's hard to hold a candle to my son.

After witnessing with his own eyes that the golden eagle Victor subconsciously made a series of astonishing kite-turning movements in order to avoid the werewolf who leaped in front of him, Heimdall gave a thumbs up in admiration, I Convinced YOU.

"Too perverted!"

Then, his face turned blue, he rolled his eyes, and lay flat on the ground with a plop.

Caught off guard by him leading Xiao Bayan down together, she was taken aback, broke free from the messy hair, jumped to Heimdall's neck, and pushed his chin hard with two small pliers.

"Rig, Rig..." Little Bayan was terrified, and Rig rolled his eyes.

Heimdall squinted his eyes, panted heavily, and spit out a sentence, "I almost forgot... the poison, the poison..."

Toxic hair?Xiao Bayan was inexplicably surprised when he saw Heimdall's trembling left hand raised high, and he was shocked. His entire palm was soaked in blood, and the center of the palm was scorched black, and foul-smelling pus came out.

The palm of the hand was raised for less than five seconds, and then it fell down as if it was detached, and hit the ground with a thud.

Heimdall let go of his wand with his right hand, and reached into his pocket. After struggling for a long time, he finally took out a small transparent medicine bottle, which contained dark brown medicine.

Bite open the cork with his teeth, pour half of the bottle into his mouth, then sit up, wait for the strong dizziness to disappear under the effect of the medicine, pour the rest of the medicine on the hand that has been corroded by the venom and deformed. palm.

Then he bared his teeth and resisted the severe burning pain stimulated by the potion.

After the pain gradually subsided, Heimdall put the medicine bottle back into his pocket, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Xiao Bayan circling around the horrible palm with a worried look on his face.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Heimdall took a deep breath, feeling refreshed, and immediately lifted his spirits. Could it be that the antidote potion also has the effect of refreshing the mind?

That potion is one of Heimdall's must-have items every day. It is the research result of the Potion Research Office of the German School. It is said that the research room has won a prize in potion for this research. In fact, the Potion Research Office will study this poison. It was Heimdall's personal request - for a single but powerful antidote to the Chimera's poison.

Heimdall spent a lot of Galleons on the market to search for materials, and provided unlimited resources for research. The potion research laboratory lived up to expectations, and won the honor it brought while being successful, and Heimdall took It can be said that everyone is happy with the special chimera antidote.

That is, every time he thinks of the large sum of Galleons spent in selecting the best materials, a certain room chief often recalls tears streaming down his face in the dead of night.

Heimdall rubbed his temple with his uninjured hand, and grasped his wand firmly again. If the wand was not close to the body, he would feel insecure. Years of magic career had made him a wizard.

When Heimdall realized that the dizziness had completely disappeared, he quickly raised his eyes to look around. Unfortunately, the surrounding area was obscured by lush grass. Heimdall struggled for a long time, and finally found the battlefield where his boyfriend was.

Xiao Ba jumped on top of his head again, peeping together with him holding his breath.

At this time, the black-haired werewolf was obviously tired, his movements were no longer violent, and his speed also slowed down. Even his incomparable high-spirited posture was weakened, his breathing became heavier and harder, and his breathing He choked and choked intermittently, as if he was suffocating.

How could the golden eagle in the air fail to see this extremely beneficial change, and immediately flapped its wings vigorously, and its claws landed again with precision.

Even the angry roar lost its original momentum and was more of a bluff.

The golden eagle suddenly flapped its wings and soared to a higher place, and then swooped straight down. The black-haired werewolf misjudged, the golden eagle turned over lightly in the air, avoided the werewolf's attack, brushed the werewolf's back and fell, with its two claws embedded in the werewolf's On the calf, blood spurted out from the wound in an instant, staining the surrounding fur red.

The werewolf howled in pain, kicked his legs hard, and wanted to kick the golden eagle away. He waved his claws randomly and scratched several deep ravines on the ground. A lot of grass roots were pulled out, and the dust flew up for a while. The grass and trees were splashing, and at this moment, it no longer cared about any attacking moves, and acted entirely on instinct. With a flap of its wings, the golden eagle took advantage of the situation to draw a certain distance, dodging the werewolf's leg-sweeping movement.

The severe pain in the calf caused the werewolf to stagger and fell down. The golden eagle rushed straight down from the air again, slammed the werewolf's ankle with its claws, and then grabbed it with both claws, its wings vibrated, and its whole body and the ground The werewolf instantly rose from the ground.

The tall and mighty werewolf was dragged off the ground by the golden eagle hanging his feet. Finally, the black-haired werewolf collapsed and screamed repeatedly. Heimdall, who was in the opposing camp, was a little horrified when he heard the shrill cry.

An arrow shot through the air, drawing a sharp arc in the air, brushing the feathers of the golden eagle, and nailing it to a big tree in the distance.

The black-haired werewolf who was pulled from the ground fell to the ground with a plop, and after landing, he lay there limply panting heavily, his body was covered in blood, and he looked very embarrassed.

His eyes could no longer see the flickering fierce light from before, only dimness and numbness remained.

At this moment, it is completely non-threatening.

The golden eagle in the air retracted its wings, released its Animagus form, and stepped on the ground.

"What happened just now? That arrow...is it a centaur?" Heimdall hurried up to meet it.

After waiting for a long time for an answer, Heimdall looked up puzzled, and Victor gave him a sideways look, staring ahead as if he hadn't heard his words.

Heimdall was even more inexplicable, and was about to ask, when the sound of horseshoes sounded one after another in front of the right.

Victor pushed aside the grass and walked over.

Heimdall followed closely behind, confused by his indifference, but despite the sudden indifference, Victor still took good care of him as before while walking, and now Heimdall was even more uncertain what he meant.

The arrow just now was indeed shot by the centaur. Its purpose was to prevent the golden eagle from killing the werewolf, not to attack the golden eagle.

When Heimdall walked out of the grass, he was surprised to find that the werewolves were all driven to the center of the field like domestic animals, and gathered together with low eyebrows, not even daring to fart, which was quite different from the original ferocity. As well-behaved as a pet dog.

Standing in front of this group of werewolves is a different werewolf. Its difference is not in its coat color or body shape, but in its eyes, which are calm and indifferent. His posture is not as wild as other werewolves. , looks more like a person.

Yes, this werewolf still retains human consciousness and has not lost his mind.

Wolfsbane potion?Heimdall suddenly thought of this possibility, and was stunned secretly. It was difficult to make Wolfsbane potion, but the fact that the werewolf could get it meant that it often had contact with wizards.

When this werewolf with human consciousness met Heimdall's eyes by coincidence, Heimdall felt a chill on the back of his neck, and immediately recognized it. Isn't it the werewolf who had a tryst with the mysterious riding boot just now?

The werewolf quickly looked away from Heimdall and looked elsewhere, but Heimdall felt uncomfortable because of its actions.

Thinking again that the werewolf was clearly close at hand just now, but he didn't silence him and let him go, Heimdall calmed down, turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened, and glanced at the low treetop next to him. Looking over, I found three werewolves hanging on the tree, and around the three werewolves, there were eight-eyed spiders, big and small, above them, there was a huge spider web, and the eight-eyed prince lay quietly on the ground. above.

The four pairs of eyes of the eight-eyed spiders are like black pearls of different sizes, the reflected light is bright and gloomy, filled with a strong breath of death.

This is the horror of the eight-eyed spider. The prey caught by the eight-eyed spider didn't even make a sound when it was dying. The three werewolves who were tied up by spider silk and hung on the tree even forgot to struggle.

Although this group of eight eyes did not choose to hide, as long as they stand still, they will subconsciously blend with the environment, making it hard to guard against.If it weren't for being familiar with the Eight Eyes and understanding their habits to some extent, I would have ignored them directly.

Pulling his gaze away from Eight Eyes, Heimdall was amazed at the sight in another place.

It was a group of adult unicorns, not many in number, but full of momentum. Among them were the iron gray eyes that Heimdall had been dreaming about for a long time. Two disembowelled werewolves in front of the horned beasts.

The signs of life of these two werewolves were dying out step by step. They were lying on the ground straight, their mouths were wide open, and their bodies were convulsing and convulsing, appearing to be in extreme pain. Large swathes of blood flowed out from their stomachs, and even their internal organs were clearly visible.

Heimdall was dumbfounded. There were occasional small waves in his life, but they were definitely not ups and downs.There is no super villain, or the founder of a certain cult who misses him day and night, so life has been relatively stable.

This was the worst scene he had ever seen in his life.

The centaur troops who arrived at the end saw that the two werewolves were not in the right condition, and immediately mobilized their hands to carry them away.

As for where to carry it, whether to carry it for treatment, or just obey the destiny, Heimdall has no way of knowing.

Watching the two dying werewolves being lifted out of his field of vision, Heimdall's understanding of unicorns has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It turned out that the wizards of Knockturn Alley gathered to talk about the mountains, listened to them talk about magical animals, and agreed that the combat ability of unicorns should not be underestimated, and the attack power can be ranked among the top ten.At that time, he was half-believed, but later he came into contact with the gentle unicorn mother and scoffed at this statement. Now he has to admit that the male unicorn is a hummer, didn't he see the werewolves lying on the ground and screaming.

The Forbidden Forest Police Force stood up to maintain law and order in an orderly manner. Under their guidance, the animals put down their guard and the atmosphere became harmonious.

Seeing the sane werewolf leading the other werewolves away, Heimdall turned his head, and his boyfriend's roar suddenly rang in his ears.

"Why didn't you call for help in such a dangerous situation? I didn't give you the mirror for you to hang around your neck as a necklace!" Victor was furious. "Do I look so unreliable? Are you so disdainful to ask me to help you?"

Heimdall opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded, and what gradually enlarged in front of his eyes was his boyfriend's exasperated face, eyes that seemed to be able to spew out blazing flames.

This was the first time Victor got angry at him, and he couldn't react, so he could only stand there helplessly.

"Well, even if you don't like my ability, what about others? What about Professor Katenin? What about Principal Karkarov? You can use the magic mirror to let me call for help to them, or do you even say that to me? No trust at all?!"

After Victor's aggressive yelling like a machine gun, the surroundings became silent, and all the creatures including the centaur watched them in surprise. They couldn't figure out why these two suddenly got into an argument, fighting in a nest?

Toffee, who had always maintained a united front with Heimdall, turned a blind eye to the angry Viktor this time, squinting at Heimdall with a dull face.

"You fucking say something to me!" Victor, who hadn't seen his response for a long time, became more and more irritable.

Heimdall's mouth opened even wider, he he he he... He actually swears? !

Suddenly he came back to his senses and found that Victor was staring at him with a livid face. He quickly took out the small mirror and said, "I called, but I didn't get in touch with you. Toffee can testify to that."

Victor grimaced and turned to look at Toffee. The latter did not deny it, so his face paled slightly, and he murmured tiredly, "...If you continue to develop like this, I will definitely die before you..."

"When the time comes, I'll finish the matter at hand, and I'll let you go." Heimdall said without hesitation, ignoring the sentence "It doesn't matter who dies early and who dies at the wrong time", and saw that Master Krum looked pale. , I still don't want to touch the mold.

Such a provocative answer made Victor feel a lot more comfortable, and Heimdall took it for granted, blurting out a thought, which is a true portrayal of his heart.

The stagnant air stuck in the master's chest was expelled from the body along with the breathing.

Heimdall observed carefully for a while, and found that his boyfriend's mood value continued to fluctuate and rise, his expression turned from negative to positive, and a faint layer of joy appeared between his brows and eyes. He immediately grasped the multiple favorable situations, pursed his mouth, and lowered his head full of grievances. ——Before he lowered his head, he didn’t forget to show the grievance on his face to his boyfriend first, he broke his fingers and whispered, "You were so fierce just now..."

Victor gave short dry laughs and rubbed his nose: "I am concerned about chaos, and concerns cause chaos... Don't mind, I don't really want to scold you, but..." Thousands of words don't know where to start .

Heimdall glanced sideways, met his boyfriend's eyes, shrank his neck in fear, lowered his head and continued to snap his fingers.

"Baby, I really didn't mean it." Victor was dumbfounded by his little appearance.

Heimdall laughed, no longer pretending, lowered his hands, and smiled at him, "Just don't make it a habit."

There is no point in fussing over some things, but regarding the words that her boyfriend yelled out in a moment of impatience, Heimdall believes that it is necessary to think carefully after the matter has passed.

It's not a problem to always make Master Krum so frightened.

Victor hugged him joyfully, and Heimdall raised his red and black hand soaked in blood and toxins, and said pitifully, "I'm hurt."

The cute little eight-eyed screamed right on top of Heimdall's head, "It hurts, it hurts..."

Toffee, who was still regretting her recklessness, saw her and decided not to regret it. She said goodbye immediately, pretended to be deaf and dumb, closed her eyes and dozed off. After a lot of trouble this night, it was already past its fixed bedtime.

Rigg is acting like a baby with me?Surprised and delighted, Victor took a few seconds to recollect the hard-won euphoria, then carefully held his sweetheart's hand, and whispered as if no one else was there.

The residents of the Forbidden Forest who had been watching for a long time scratched their heads and ears anxiously, their eyes full of question marks, why are these two humans not arguing anymore?When will the fight start?

A large group of people waited here for a long time, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, just to watch the rarely seen wizards fighting.

As a result, the two humans chattered for a long time without talking, and before the fight started, they hugged each other and fell in love.

disappointed.

The centaur Bane, who didn't even catch the last train in Rush, rushed into the open space with a simple green leaf longbow on his back. When he found that the situation had subsided, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's a pity to teach those werewolves a lesson, but the centaurs are more peace-loving.

Bain, who had slowed down, glanced around and was suddenly taken aback.Eight-eyed spider?There were also those three werewolves hanging on the tree fluttering in the wind, before they could be rescued in time, Bain turned his head and widened his eyes, why are there still unicorns?

In the end what happened?Bane was in a daze.

"Are you OK?"

Bain turned his gaze, and found that the blond boy walked up to him at some point, looking up at him with concern, followed by a stranger with an expressionless face.

Bain and the blond boy stared wide-eyed, then shook their heads after a while, opening their mouths as if to say something, as usual, they held back for a long time without making a sound.

What kind of expression should I use to face him now?Do you want to smile?

Comrade Bane was confused.

Heimdall didn't take it seriously at all, he got used to it, and happily blamed Bain's hesitation on his poor communication with humans.

Anyway, this person, it’s best to be optimistic about everything and think about the bright side, so you will find that being a human being on Earth doesn’t seem so bad.

To put it bluntly, it is to have the spirit of Ah Q who can resolve depression by himself.

A sound of footsteps came from far to near, and only human beings would make this kind of movement. The animals in the open space felt like they were facing a big enemy, and the eight-eyed spiders all hid in the darkness by coincidence, weaving silk and webs, ready to go; alone The horned beasts retreated collectively, kicked their hoofs and lowered their heads, pointed their sharp horns forward, and formed an attack formation; the centaur closest to the direction of the sound of footsteps spread out, bowed their bows and set up arrows, fully alert.

Bane jumped forward with his hooves raised, standing in front of Heimdall and Victor, turned his head and said to Heimdall in a serious manner: "Be careful, there may be humans!"

Heimdall was stunned, and then nodded with both irony and laughter.