HP's Foreign Land

When Heimdall entered the common room, he bowed his head, hunched his shoulders, and tiptoed like a thief. Unfortunately, his set didn't work at all, the door was so big that a large living person could not see it when he entered the common room ?

Some sharp-eyed people had already noticed his sneaking whereabouts, and the most representative Mr. Carlo Jones immediately shouted, "Good morning, Rigg, are you sober?"

The sound is like a bell, with a bit of a smile.

Others in the lounge laughed lowly when they heard this, and winked at Heimdall one after another.

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!Heimdall bared his teeth at Carlo with a ferocious face, and sat on the sofa opposite him.

Among Heimdall's three buddies, Carlo and Leon are early risers, and the handsome guy Ryan is very particular about the rest time, and he never gets up until the hour.According to Li'an, not getting enough sleep means making life difficult for oneself and seeking death.

Perhaps in Rian's eyes, Heimdall, who is always chaotic, is already dying of illness.

"Do you have a headache?" Leon asked after observing for a while.

Heimdalton felt flattered, "You..." just wanted to express his excitement.

Leon said again, "I can give you a friendly price for the special refreshing potion made by the Blueleg family."

Heimdall was speechless, this young master Bruelig is definitely a typical example of murder, last time I bought a few bottles of antidote from him, each bottle was half a copper Knut cheaper, and he called it "Best friend price" ".

This guy will definitely be one of the best profiteers in the world in the future.

"Your family doesn't make much poison recently..." Heimdall borrowed his family's catalog from time to time, and he had a better understanding of the product trends of the Blueleg family.

"There are strict monitoring laws and regulations on the manufacture and sale of poisons, so it's not easy to do business." Leon said with an old-fashioned look.

Heimdall didn't take it seriously. The monitoring measures were not introduced today, and they had known about breaking the law for a year or two. Now they suddenly decided to play it safe, probably because they were ready to go out of South America and plan to expand their business to the world.

"Rig, what are you holding?" Carlo stared at Heimdall's hand curiously.

"Cookie." Heimdall said calmly.

"Spherical cookies?" Carlo was at a loss and was amazed. A dessert he didn't know came out?

Leon glanced at him, said amusedly, "This is obviously an animal egg," and then provoked him, "Don't you always emphasize that you have excellent grades in the Protection of Fantastic Beasts course?"

"What does this have to do with class!" Carlo's face cultivation has reached perfection.

Immediately, he found that Heimdall did not deny Leon's statement, so he concentrated on staring at the poor-looking egg, but couldn't figure out why, and became even more curious.

At this time, other students entered the common room one after another, and the originally deserted room gradually became lively.Everyone who came in, without exception, always took the opportunity to tease Heimdall a few times, making a room chief dumbfounded.It wasn't until the boyfriend arrived that the situation improved.

When Karkaroff came in, his eyes happened to meet Heimdall. Heimdall keenly noticed that Mr. Principal was stagnating, so he burst into tears and thought, what did I do yesterday? The headmaster was terrified.

Carlo couldn't get the attention all the time, and finally couldn't sit still. He pushed Leon away from Heimdall, leaned closer to Heimdall, stared at the gray egg without blinking, and lowered his voice. He asked, "What kind of animal is inside?" He suddenly thought of something, and said with bright eyes, "Could it be a dragon egg?"

Seeing that he took out the gossip notebook again, Heimdall hurriedly said, "Have you ever seen such a small dragon egg?"

Carlo shook his head calmly, "Before I came to Hogwarts, I had never even seen a dragon egg."

"Then don't talk about it," said Heimdall. "Keeping dragons without permission is subject to lawsuits, and the charges are not small."

"Didn't you even handle the Chimera beast?" Carlo pointed out sharply.

Heimdall smiled slightly, "I didn't do it. I don't even dare to think about a fire-breathing dragon. At most it's a Chimera."

Carlo was a little puzzled at first, seeing that he refused to reveal anything else, but he looked at himself with ulterior motives. There must be something in it that he hadn't figured out, so he looked down at the egg in Heimdall's hand carefully, and then contacted the conversation just now. , couldn't help but suddenly realized.

"Chimera?" The fat man deliberately lowered his voice with a hint of excitement.

Heimdall nodded.

The little fat man was thinking quickly, pointing at the egg, and said, "The name is cookie?"

"That's right, the new member of my family, Bread." Heimdall no longer kept his secrets.

"Can I touch it?"

Heimdall and Carlo were stunned at the same time, and they both followed the reputation, and saw Rian squatting beside the coffee table, looking directly at the egg across the coffee table, with a look of salivation.

when did he comeHeimdall looked at Carlo.

Carol shook his head and said he didn't know.

Rian watched the two of them flirt, ignored him, thought he didn't hear, and repeated, "Can I touch it?"

Seeing his eagerness, Heimdall thought it would be okay to touch it, so he handed out both hands. Who knew that Rian took the egg directly, held it in his hands with a smile on his face, and touched it. A look of contentment.

Is he an egg control?Heimdall laughed.

Carlo also felt that Ryan's demeanor was of great research value.

"How did you get it? I'm so envious." Obviously, all the previous words were heard by Ryan. When Toffee lived in Durmstrang, Ryan was the rarest one.

Heimdall shrugged and said nothing.

Ryan just asked casually and forgot when he turned around.

Heimdall saw that he was holding the egg and refused to let go, so he picked up the food on the coffee table and munched, and asked him to help him hold it for a while, so that he could take a rest.

"Ah!" Rian suddenly let out a scream.

The entire lounge was suddenly silent, and everyone looked this way in dumbfounded.

Heimdall was choked up by the yelling and coughed earth-shatteringly. Victor hurriedly dropped the newspaper to help him breathe.

Heimdall looked at the past while coughing, and then he was dumbfounded.

The little bread that had been away from him for less than 5 minutes actually rolled on the ground in circles, rolling from the end under the coffee table to this end.

Heimdall subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it. Rian's movements were faster than him. He had already picked up the egg and checked it nervously. After it seemed to be safe, he was relieved and handed it back to Heimdall blushing.

"I didn't mean to." Rian didn't dare to look Heimdall in the eyes. "It jerked and I lost my grip for a moment. I'm sorry, Rig."

After he finished speaking, he got up from the ground and obediently sat on the sofa across from him, as if keeping a respectful distance and retreating.

Heimdall smiled at him, and didn't bother to comfort him at this time, so he hurriedly checked the situation of the Chimera eggs.

Rian had already checked it quickly just now, and there was indeed nothing wrong with it at first glance, but Heimdall was worried, so he pulled out his wand to light up the fluorescent flashes, and leaned in front of the egg to carefully check whether there were gaps that were hard to detect with the naked eye.

Just when he thought it was just a false alarm, he found a very thin and very short seam where the palm was resting on. Read more.

Victor nodded affirmatively after checking, "It's a crack."

Rian's face turned pale, and he looked at Heimdall nervously.

"It's okay." Victor went to comfort Heimdall's friend for the first time.

"Really?" To be honest, Rian couldn't believe Victor's words. The egg fell from his hand, and there were seams on it. How could it be all right? !But he desperately hoped that Krum was telling the truth.

Heimdall didn't want to stay here and be surrounded by students who don't know why, and he didn't want to deal with the incoming endless questions. He decided to go back to the room to study and study. Before leaving, he patted Rian on the shoulder to comfort his rhetoric and threats. Kedo's same.

Ryan pulled out an ugly smile.

After returning to the room, Heimdall sat in front of the fireplace with the egg in his arms. The flames in the fireplace rose accordingly, and strong heat rushed towards his face.

He knows very little about how to raise juvenile Chimaeras. Most of the knowledge about Chimeras on the market focuses on adults or near-adults, and there is very little knowledge about eggs or cubs.He has always listened to the opinions of Victor and Pod, and then borrowed some similar experience talks from other magical animals, and neutralized his own experience through his own judgment.

These are all preparations for raising Little Bread in the future. When this incident happened today, I felt a little at a loss at that time, which made his initial confidence in raising Little Bread a bit uncertain.

In any case, this is a life, not to be trifled with.

It seems that it is easier to follow in the footsteps of the predecessors.

While rubbing the egg wall, Heimdall asked Victor, "Are you all right?"

"Say whatever you want." Victor didn't hide anymore.

"I think so too." Heimdall smiled wryly.

Victor lifted his robe and sat on the floor, embracing Heimdall's shoulders: "You don't believe what Christian said?"

Heimdall shook his head, "Rian won't shirk his responsibilities indiscriminately."

"Then it's over." Victor raised his chin and stroked the top of his head. "It's really not his fault. It's right to comfort him."

Heimdall nodded, and sighed at the silent egg in his hand, "It's so naughty before it comes out, so why not change its name to Flea."

The egg moved.Although the movement was very slight, so slight that Heimdall thought it was an illusion, but it shook again very quickly, and Heimdall immediately beamed with joy, as long as there was nothing wrong.

[not good at all. ] The pods did their part and poured cold water on them.

Heimdall looked at the pod with a sad face, and the pod quickly looked away, but did not miss the opportunity, and said, [If the egg breaks due to external factors, the original living environment inside the egg will also be destroyed. Chimera beast Nine times out of ten, the shell will be broken early, and you should prepare early.Of course, if you don't care, that's another matter. ]

Heimdall was very skeptical of Doudou's remarks, "There is nothing wrong with this egg, aren't you a little unreasonable?"

Doudou gave him an unhappy look, believe it or not.

Heimdall went to see Victor, and Victor smiled helplessly, seeming to agree with Pod's proposal.

Heimdall didn't dare to be careless anymore, and quickly asked, "What should I prepare?" Then he asked, "Prepare some food for the cubs? I remember that it was mentioned in the book that goat's milk can replace the milk of the female Kemera... "

[Goat's milk and milk don't matter, as long as it is willing to eat it, the key is that Chimera beasts that break their shells early are likely to be deficient in nature and need to be taken care of the day after tomorrow. ]

Heimdall thought for a while and said, "I'm going to write a consultation letter to the Chimera Monitoring Center in Greece."

[I want to write a letter, but distant water can't save near fire, and there are ready-made methods. ]

Heimdall listened to what it said logically, and forced himself to get rid of the last trace of worry, "Speak up, do what you can."

Bean Pod said: [Mix the blood of other magical animals with the milk or goat's milk. ]

"What Fantastic Beasts?" It would be difficult if it was too high-end.

[Like it. ]

Following the instructions of the pods, Toffee was looking at them inexplicably.

"No, no!" Heimdall resolutely denied.

The pod cat looked like I knew it, and said, "There are also salamanders, fire crabs, fire salamanders, etc."

Heimdall was stunned, "Fire attribute."

[Yes. ] The pod raised its front paw and tapped the egg wall lightly. [If it's a dragon egg, it's easy to solve, just throw it into the fire and let it fend for itself. ]

"Don't be sarcastic."

[Where are you going? ] Seeing him jumping up suddenly, the pod cat couldn't help saying in surprise.

"Suddenly remembered something." Heimdall handed the egg to Victor, muttered something to the egg before sending it out, and after Victor took the egg, he gently touched the wall of the egg. "I'll be back in a while, be obedient, don't be naughty."

He walked out of the room in a hurry, turned back and asked Dou Pod, "As long as it is of the fire attribute? Are there any other requirements?"

Doudou didn't understand what he meant for a while, and nodded blankly.

Victor came to his senses, "Of course, the higher the quality, the better."

Heimdall nodded, and closed the door behind his back.

***

Leon opened the door and blinked his eyes in surprise after hearing Heimdall's request, "You said you want to buy dragon's blood?"

Heimdall said, "You should have them there."

"Yes, there are. Although dragon blood is also one of the raw materials for making potions, there are not many potions that need this stuff, so there are very few of them. How much do you need?"

Heimdall talked about the situation of the bun.

"I'm still not sure about the specific situation. Maybe it's just me scaring myself. Maybe nothing will happen. But take precautions, how much do you have? If you can give me a little, I'll pay for it."

"It's okay to give you some, I have more than half of it here." Leon took out his raw material pouch from the pocket of his robe, reached in and took out a small black glass tube.

Heimdall took the thin glass tube, which was only five centimeters long, and was amazed by its tiny dosage. However, dragon blood is not available at any price in many countries, and it is quite rare to get these.

Leon wanted him to use it anyway, and Heimdall knew how precious this thing was, so he insisted on paying the current market price, so he took out the money bag.

Leon couldn't compete with him, so he could only say: "Dragon's blood is calculated by drop, and the current international standard price of potion raw materials has risen to 280 Galleons per drop."

Heimdall put the money bag back into his pocket calmly.

Leon almost laughed when he saw this, "This glass tube is a special container for storing dragon blood, and when pouring, it is strictly measured in drops, so you don't need to find something to measure it, and don't pour the dragon blood inside to other places. in the container."

Heimdall nodded, "How many drops are there in the glass tube?"

"This glass tube can hold 30 drops of dragon's blood, and I used 6 drops."

"30720," Heimdall quickly calculated the total price. "But I don't have that much cash on hand, so just transfer it to your Gringotts account."

Leon froze for a moment, then smiled helplessly, "It's really not necessary."

"Brothers still settle accounts clearly, it should be."

Leon couldn't say anything more.

Heimdall said: "Perhaps I will buy from you for a long time in the future, Master Bruelag, and you must give me a discount when the time comes."

"When the time comes, I'll give you a brother's price." Leon followed suit.

Heimdall laughed loudly, the price of best friends, the price of friendship, and now it has become the price of brothers again.

After Heimdall left, Leon closed the door, and when he turned around, he met Shang Lian's gaze.

Carlo was writing furiously beside him, as if the conversation just now had given him some new inspiration.

Ryan frowned and said to Leon: "If Lige really comes to ask you to buy dragon's blood in the future, don't rush to ask him for money, I will pay."

Leon and Carlo couldn't help but look at each other after hearing this.

***

It was past midnight, and Heimdall was still holding the egg, and the temperature in the room was rising steadily under the strong action of the fireplace. He was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of cotton pajama pants, leaning on a large cushion, huddled together Drowsy in front of the fireplace.

Victor came over and took the egg in his hand.

Heimdall woke up suddenly, and suddenly relaxed after seeing Victor, rubbed his eyes, and sat up.

Victor said: "I'll hug you for a while, you go to sleep."

Heimdall had worries in his heart, so he couldn't sleep well.

Heimdall did not refuse his boyfriend's care, let Victor lie where he was lying, then leaned against him, stretched out his arms to hug him, and dozed off.

He didn't know how long he had slept in a daze. Heimdall heard Victor's call in a trance, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up all of a sudden.

"The egg is starting to crack." Victor was much calmer than him.

Victor handed the egg to Heimdall's eyes, and the thin cracking sound of Bobobo could be heard clearly, and the cracks gradually spread across the entire egg wall like a spider web. At first, it was just a thin crack, and the cracking sound continued to enlarge. , the gap begins to widen.

Heimdall took the egg and immediately felt a vibration from the crack.

The little guy inside is trying hard to break out of the shell.

Heimdall quickly moved the eggs to the fireplace.

[This Chimera is more impatient than I expected. ] This unusual commotion had already attracted the pod cats, not only the pods, but also Xiao Bayan, who hadn't seen each other during the day, also came, curiously poking around behind Heimdall.

The flames in the fireplace were burning too fiercely, Xiao Bayan couldn't bear the temperature, so he had to follow other people's buttocks to join in the fun.

Two people and a few animals were all staring at an egg. After 15 minutes, there was still no sign of the egg being broken, and the commotion of the bun became smaller and smaller.

"Don't you have any strength?" Heimdall became worried.

[I guess so. ] In fact, the pod cat has never experienced this at all, and once it encounters a special situation that is out of the knowledge, it will be nothing.

Heimdall is testing the truth with practice.

"If it can't come out, will it cause damage to its life? According to what you said earlier, Xiaobao is a premature baby. Will it not have the strength to break through the hard eggshell because it is not fully developed?"

Doudou hesitated, [What you said makes sense, even if this is the case, what are you going to do, break the eggshell? ]

He was asking it, and it threw the question back.

To be honest, Heimdall didn't dare to break the egg. He went to see Victor, who also hesitated.

How to do?

Just as the two of them were fighting, Toffee, who had always been indifferent to this egg of the same kind, suddenly ran over and bit Heimdall's hand...to be precise, at the sound of the egg. faded on the egg.

The two of them were tongue-tied, and Heimdall's face turned blue.

Toffee's mouth moved, and a series of crisp "clicks" were heard. Toffee raised its head again, and it spit out half of the wet eggshell in front of the fireplace.

When it was done, Toffee squeezed the pods away from the fireplace, rolled up, closed her eyes, and soon began to snort.

[It turns out that the Chimera was only this small when it was born! ]

When Heimdall was amazed by the rarity of the pods, he felt very annoyed. It is a pity that this guy is a theoretical school, but he still trusts it so much.

The whole pink bun curled up and shivered in the remaining half of the eggshell. Heimdall hurriedly dragged the prepared soft towel over, flipped it from the eggshell onto the soft towel, and carefully touched it with his fingers. stroking its little head.

Using fingers to replace the first intimate contact between a mother beast and a newborn baby. It is said in the book that a unicorn mother will lick the baby's body with her tongue to greet her baby. Heimdall decided to try it on the bun.

Xiao Bun is smaller than his palm, and his head is shaped like a miniature potato. His ears are too small to see clearly. His small paws are nestled in a ball. The longest finger is about the size of long fragrant rice. Using force can kill it. Thinking of this, Heimdall became more cautious.

Little Bread can't open his eyes yet, and can only feel the changes in the outside world by smell and temperature. He may have felt Heimdall's care for it. His little head shrank and leaned against Heimdall's fingers, struggling with his two miniature front paws. He moved forward, as if he wanted to hug Heimdall's fingers, and the delicate skin that hadn't grown any hair stuck to the fingertips, with a look of complete trust.

Heimdall finally had the mood to smile, "It knows me, it knows it's me!" excitedly rambling to Pod and Victor.

[Stop smirking, quickly see if it's male or female. ] Pod dismisses his agitation.

"Oh." Heimdall nodded quickly, and then he was in a hurry.