HP's Foreign Land

"It's a girl."

As soon as Heimdall finished his announcement, the pod cat wanted to squeeze over to look at it. Heimdall subconsciously covered the towel with the towel, only to react suddenly when he met the suspicious eyes of the pod, and felt amused by his actions.

Doudou is also a girl, although it always insists that this is an experimental error, and he should be a handle...

At this time, Doudou lost interest in watching, flicked his tail, and squatted down.

Heimdall felt that the bun in his hand was a little restless, and raised it to his ear to listen. It was making a weak neighing sound. Is this a signal?

"Feed it something to eat?"

"Try to feed it first."

After finishing speaking, Victor asked the house elf to deliver a cup of warm milk, took out the dragon blood that Heimdall had brought from Leon, and took out a 40ml potion container, poured the milk into the container, and poured it into Dropped a drop of dragon's blood.

As soon as the crimson dragon's blood entered the milk, the whole container immediately turned dark brown. Heimdall was amazed to see it, but it was only a drop... no wonder people can't pour dragon's blood directly into their mouths.

Viktor sucked up some dark, viscous milk laced with dragon's blood through a dropper, and passed the dropper to Heimdall.

Heimdall gently pinched Little Bun's chin, the soft touch made him feel confused, for fear of accidentally breaking it.

With his eyes closed, Little Bread suddenly raised his head, and pushed down his weak forelimbs. If he didn't look carefully, he couldn't find that the needle-sized nostrils were sucking and sucking, and his whole body shook even more violently.

Heimdall couldn't laugh or cry, and said to Victor: "Sharper than a dog's nose." He was born to be a foodie.

"You do it."

Little Bread struggled fiercely, Heimdall quickly handed back the dropper, and pressed it with both hands.I thought to myself that it is indeed a Chimera beast, the strength of suckling should not be underestimated, and I almost broke free from the palm just now.

Victor moved the dropper to Little Bread's mouth, but Little Bread suddenly stopped moving, and the little mouth opened and closed, looking impatient.

Heimdall hugged it straight, and didn't bother to pinch its chin. The bun opened its mouth by itself, and a drop of milk smoothly fell into the tiny mouth.The flesh on the eye sockets of the bun was slightly wrinkled, and the brows were slightly furrowed before chewing earnestly, like a gourmet, concentrating on savoring the taste.

Both Heimdall and Victor found it very interesting, and even the pod cat was very interested.

"Eat." Xiao Bayan couldn't help but squeezed forward.

Heimdall smiled at it, "This is little sister Bread."

Maybe Little Bayan couldn't understand why his sister is a fragile "little mouse" for a while, but Xiao Bayan is not a human being, and he won't break the casserole to ask the end. Hearing what Heimdall said, he hesitated for a while, and soon Accepted the identity of "sister".

Little Bayan endured the heat and walked around Heimdall, then ran to the door and skillfully used the pulling force of the spider's silk to turn the doorknob and ran out.Heimdall thought it was not in the mood to go back to sleep, but who knew it ran back again in the blink of an eye.

Little Bayan held up a spider candy with pliers, and sent it to Little Bun with all his strength. Little Bread was caught off guard and was pushed to the side by the spider candy. It quickly straightened up and made a screaming sound, which was louder than the hunger just now. There are more, and more sharply, it seems that they are full and have the strength to show off.

After all, it is a Chimera beast, and it is not small when it is born.

Heimdall was very excited to see it so energetic. It would be even better if it could keep its wild nature. He didn't want to turn the Siberian tiger into a house cat.When the bun grows up and can eat meat, I have to find a way to train it to survive in the wild. Thinking of this, I started to have a headache again.

Poor parents in the world.Heimdall has a kind of tangled feeling of a dad.

Wild animals are sometimes more sensitive to emotional changes than humans. If the other party is also an animal, their emotions will be more obvious in their eyes.

Little Bayan was dazed by Little Bread's sudden anger, and shyly retracted the spider candy that was clamped on the tongs. It didn't understand why his sister got angry at him.

Ever since I saw Olar eating spider candy mixed with ketchup, Little Eight Eyes has become aware of the spider doll, especially when it grows bigger, the role of the doll has come to an end, and it also learns to hug the spider like Olar The candy is nibbling with gusto, which is quite scary, giving people the illusion of cannibalism.

It's no wonder that Honeydukes' spider candy is so lifelike that Heimdall was very disturbed when he saw it for the first time.

"My sister is still young and can't eat candy." Heimdall comforted the frustrated Xiaoba, expressing his kindness to accept his brother on behalf of Xiaobang.

Little Bayan immediately danced happily, this spider baby is easy to satisfy.

After confirming that Bun was full, under Victor's tough attitude, Heimdall climbed onto the bed with Bun in his arms, and put Bun, who was already asleep wrapped in a towel, between the pillows of the two of them. What can be reached with one hand.

"Sleep." Victor urged again, and the light on the bedside table went out.

Heimdall quietly removed the hand covering the soft towel, losing the familiar source of warmth, and even in his sleep, Little Bun still twitched uneasily.

Heimdall put his hand back, and it immediately fell silent.

What a sensitive baby.

Heimdall squawked hard at Victor's mouth, said good night, stretched out a hand outside the quilt to cover the bun, and closed his eyes.

It was close to five o'clock in the morning when Victor opened his eyes in a daze, took out his pocket watch from under the pillow, and suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at the other side of the pillow, in the dark indoor light, he found Heimdall His hands have been retracted into the quilt.

Victor was not surprised. Rigg's sleep quality has always been good, and it is difficult to be woken up after falling asleep. It turned out that he didn't worry about anything in the middle of the night, because he always had concerns and simply didn't go to sleep.

Victor turned to look at the bun. The outline of the wrapped towel was blurred. He reached out to touch it, and narrowed his eyes in wonder. Why is it empty?In a blink of an eye, I almost laughed out loud.

Little Bun didn't know when he crawled out of his towel bed, and was sinking into the soft mattress at the moment, struggling with his limbs, struggling, and struggling to move.

Victor is not in a hurry to rescue it from the "pit", the Chimera beast is not so weak.After a calm visual inspection, it was analyzed that the purpose of Little Bread's crawling out was most likely aimed at Lige, because Lige withdrew his hand, which made Little Bread feel panicked.

Little Bread crawls and crawls blindly. If his eyes can see, he will find that his bed is not far behind him. In other words, he has no efficiency at all.

Victor waited for a while, seeing that its movements gradually became sluggish, knowing that it had no strength, and then waited patiently for a while, and Bun slumped in the depression of the mattress and did not move.

It is estimated that it is almost the same, and I have seen enough of the play. Victor squeezed its wrinkled back and lifted it from the mattress. Little Bun was startled suddenly, and the huge sense of crisis made it involuntarily let out a thin gasp. There was a scream, and Heimdall groaned in his sleep, as if he was about to wake up.

"Don't call!"

I don't know if Victor's warning took effect, or Heimdall's voice calmed the frightened Little Bread, and Little Bread really calmed down.Victor put it on Heimdall's pillow, and Bun raised his little head, crawled firmly towards a certain direction, and finally stroked Heimdall's forehead with his small front paws contentedly. One inhalation, one inhalation, and soon fell asleep.

Victor leaned against the head of the bed with his arms resting on his head, looking at the big one and the little one beside him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

But looking at the bun sleeping against Heimdall's skin, he felt that this was not going to work, so he quietly rolled over and got out of bed...

When Heimdall opened his eyes and stretched his waist the next day, he looked at his arm and cried inwardly. He couldn't remember when he took it back.Leaning over to look at Little Bread in a hurry, he was relieved to see it sleeping peacefully, and frowned suspiciously when his eyes moved to the fabric under Little Bread.

"That's your clothes." Victor stood up from the desk, went to the bed and kissed his forehead. "Good morning. Sorry, I took your clothes without permission."

Heimdall kissed the corner of his mouth back, "I hope it didn't affect your sleep." For the first time, he felt helpless about his unshakable sleep quality.

"Honey." Victor raised Heimdall's chin, looking lustful. "I just stuffed that little thing, and it's fast asleep now, so you don't need to worry about it at all, so look, can you worry about me first?"

Heimdall looked righteous, "I am willing to serve you, Master Krum."

Victor stood up straight and commanded condescendingly, "Master wants to take a bath."

Heimdall jumped out of bed immediately, and rushed to the bathroom, "Little one, go get you some water."

Master Krum groaned in a serious manner, and followed slowly, "Well, the master will supervise."

***

The efficiency of the magic organization was faster than expected. Heimdall thought that his submission of materials would take at least 20 days to be reviewed. Unexpectedly, the following was handed over to him on the tenth day.The content of the letter was very simple. It stated concisely that the eight generations of his ancestors of Heimdall Sturlusson had been investigated clearly. Correspondingly, the magic demonstration he applied for had also been successfully ranked.

Although Heimdall murmured a little about the unorganized display time arranged by the magic organization, but he was a big organization, so he was still overjoyed by this result.

He quickly wrote a letter to the big boss of Gironde, telling him the good news.

He didn't plan to contact Professor Golden himself, but just made a symbolic mention to Professor Katenen.

Thinking of seeing Professor Golden up and down next school year, Heimdall felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He was looking forward to the unique teaching of charms that Golden would bring to them, but at the same time, he was quite concerned about his ulterior motives. fear.

Just when Heimdall was thinking wildly, Leon came to the door.

"Are you free in two days?" Leon cut to the chase.

Heimdall said in surprise, "What's the matter?"

"I'm going to take a tour of the raw material market. Don't you want to buy a lot of dragon's blood? Come and see it with me."

In fact, Heimdall is still not sure whether Little Bread needs dragon's blood assistance.These days, Little Bread's hairless skin is covered with a layer of sparse but soft light-colored down, and his size has grown from a small mouse to a large mouse.Through Heimdall's observation, he found that he likes to eat milk with dragon's blood, so he didn't have the heart to break it.Merlin, that's a drop of more than 1000 Galleons worth of gold.

Fortunately, the shop he opened with his senior brother has earned some money in the past two years, so he has some savings, otherwise he would have the cheek to ask his father for extra pocket money.

Snow had repeatedly emphasized that he only used Xiao Hua's share from his grandmother Margaret, and he did not cause any burden to their brothers, and he took all the credit for himself.He just laughed when he heard that. Even today, he still can't believe that Snow didn't spend a copper Knut on him.

As for the boyfriend... He knows that the number one Seeker in the world is a man with a lot of money, but the grocery store in Mumian Ancient Town was paid for by Victor, and he has not been able to return it to him so far—— Every time he mentions repaying the money, Master Krum always talks about him.Heimdall really couldn't open the mouth about the unpaid debts.

Heimdall thought for a while and asked, "Can I get cheap dragon's blood at the raw material market?"

"Of course, based on the good or bad storage conditions, dragon blood is also graded, and the price of the blood of young dragons and adult dragons is also very different—" Leon paused. "Now I can't tell you clearly, you will know after you have seen it yourself."

Heimdall was a little eager to try after hearing this. He really has no talent in potion science, but raw material identification is also a university that should not be underestimated. The Krum family is one of the largest suppliers of plant raw materials in Eastern Europe. Heimdall wants to The boyfriend also checks on himself.

"Can I take Victor with me?"

Leon shrugged nonchalantly.

I asked Leon about the time, and found that that day happened to be the first opportunity to demonstrate the magic turns that he had applied for, so he regretted that he could not go with him.

Leon, however, looked confident, "It's fine, we can wait until you've settled it."

"What time does the trading market stay open?" Heimdall was afraid that everyone would be in vain.

"Open after 11 o'clock."

"11 am?"

"11:[-]."

Heimdall was puzzled, and thought he had made a mistake, "Open at 11 p.m.?"

Leon repeated word for word, "Open at 11 o'clock in the evening."

Seeing Heimdall's puzzled look, Leon told him calmly, "We are going to the night market, which is commonly known as the black market."

Heimdall blinked his eyes thoughtfully, Leon thought he had concerns about his reputation in the black market, and was about to back off, when Heimdall said, "Do you want to bring a lot of cash?"

Leon found that his expression was normal, and he was not perfunctory, so he calmed down and smiled, "No, if the deal is concluded, it's best to discuss the payment method with the seller face to face."

That night, Heimdall discussed with Victor, and Victor offered to pay half of the money if he really liked a certain source.

He didn't take care of everything as soon as he came up, Heimdall was smiling, and he was very concerned.