HP's Foreign Land

Lucius glanced at the silent "puppet", ran over in three steps at a time, and was dragged by Heimdall to squat down and cat together.

"Go and check those two people, I want them not to wake up for a certain period of time." Heimdall ordered to his "subordinates".

The man took the order and left immediately.

"What's going on?" As an adult wizard who is not only good at talking on paper, but a former Slytherin, Lucius has his own judgment, hesitantly asked, "Imperius Curse?"

Heimdall nodded happily.

Of course, Lucius would not point to his nose and scold him righteously for not doing anything wrong. Seeing his nephew safe and sound, Lucius felt nothing but excitement. The various stimuli tonight cost him at least ten years of life.

Just as he was about to express his sincere feelings emotionally and tell him that he shouldn’t take such risks for himself, a question Heimdall blurted out made Lucius understand that half of it was his wishful thinking, so he muttered angrily, " Damn Potter..."

The first thing Heimdall said when he saw him was, "Where is Harry?"

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It seemed that his nephew was not surprised at all by being here. Lucius had mixed feelings. Adults should set up a tall image of saving lives and healing the wounded in front of the children. Obviously, his current image is far from the positive glory. Maybe this is why he The reason why Draco has been so tight-lipped.

The father longed to be a hero to his son, but Voldemort couldn't be a hero, he was the god of death, but the cruel fact was that the heroes all over Britain were facing the scythe that was about to drop from the god of death.

Lucius didn't run away with Heimdall, and he didn't have a huge ideological rejection, and it was also because of Heimdall's outspokenness.

"Harry has seen you, which is not good for you. What you have to do is to make him understand that he misunderstood what he saw." Heimdall said quickly. "Harry Potter's testimony will play a crucial role in the future trial of the Wizengamot in England."

Heimdall is very clear-headed. No matter which side Lucius Malfoy is on, based on his former status as a Death Eater, the interrogation of the Wizengamot is inevitable. The key is that he must not be directly arrested once he is arrested. thrown into prison.Heimdall has read some cases about England before. The wizarding justice in England is jealous of evil and advocates clean and tidy. Sometimes the evidence is convincing—the Wizengamot thinks the evidence is conclusive—and they are sent directly to Ahmed without even going through a formal trial. Zikaban is gone.

Sirius Black was like this back then, one of the unlucky victims of "rather kill a hundred than miss one".

I don't know which wizard is in charge of this aspect now...

Of course, now is not the time to say that.

Lucius's mind turned quickly, and he caught Heimdall's implication.

"That's why you insisted that I go with you to save him?"

"It's up to you to save it or not. This is the job I found for myself. I don't force you. At least you have to let him see that you are helping me, or let him see your determination to 'abandon the dark and turn to the bright'."

"Go TM 'abandon the darkness and turn to the light'." Lucius swears, seemingly offended or hurt by this statement.

"That's the truth." Heimdall tried to relax the atmosphere with words that were neither big nor small. "Hey, Mr. Malfoy, cheer up, we're going to fight a tough battle, so that the three of us can get out."

Lucius nodded irritably. Although he had been "squeezed out" by Voldemort, it was crazy for him to turn around and challenge the horror spokesperson without any psychological pressure, and he could still squat here calmly Analyzing feasibility...unbelievable.

That is the mysterious man who has given British wizards nightmares for several years!

It was all because of Rigg, whose calm affected him.

Lucius looked at Heimdall, unable to imagine that the kid was as old as Draco.

Heimdall suddenly hesitated and said to him: "Are you sure Harry won't be killed while we're discussing here?" He made a gesture of stabbing his neck as he spoke, the gesture looked funny, but the expression on his face was just the opposite.

"I'm sure." Lucius said calmly. "V... The mysterious man will not kill him simply, because that would be too cheap for Potter, and there will definitely be a long process before that."

Lucius still couldn't call "Voldemort" directly. There are very few wizards in England who can call him by his first name—the old lunatic is an exception among exceptions. Heimdall has no scruples because he has never experienced the darkness before. , unable to comprehend the panic created by the mysterious man.

There is a saying that "those who do not know are fearless".

"What process?" Heimdall asked.

"Express your feelings, speak freely, and declare victory...probably." Lucius still had a little understanding of Voldemort's mentality.

Heimdall seemed to nod in amazement, "It took 13 years to wait for the chance to talk to Harry." 13 years is enough to hold three Quidditch World Cups, so how long is that.

Lucius couldn't help but laugh.

"You seem to be very confident in successfully rescuing Potter." I'm starting to think about the future... Lucius also tried to relax under his influence.

"Why not? Isn't it right to build confidence in yourself?" Heimdall raised his chin with an arrogant look. "Savior of the Messiah...will the British Ministry of Magic award me the Order of Merlin?"

For a moment, Lucius realized that he really forgot to be nervous.

"Let's do it," Lucius said. "I seem to be motivated."

"That's really great." Heimdall nodded deeply. "Actually, my legs have been shaking since just now and I can't stand up."

Lucius: "..."

×××

"I'm really sorry, Albus." Moody said despondently.

Dumbledore patted Moody on the shoulder, "Take a good rest, we still have a long way to go."

"Albus!" Moody, with one eye covered with a cloth towel, tried to get out of bed, but Madam Pomfrey glared back.

"Albus, tell this woman, I'm healed, there's nothing wrong, I can still fight!" Moody's fierce face didn't work with Madam Pomfrey, so he had to learn from Dumbledore. Work hard there.

"I have the final say here." Madam Pomfrey's attitude was very firm.

"As you can see." Dumbledore gave his old friend a helpless expression, turned around the white screen, and a group of people waiting there quickly surrounded him.

The figure of Madam Pomfrey appeared on the side of the screen, and rushed people away without any politeness, "You will affect the rest of the patients, all of you should go out."

Immediately there was a short howl from the other side of the screen, the chagrined curse of Moody, who was listening to them with all his attention.

Under the leadership of Dumbledore, a group of people left the school hospital.

Dumbledore looked around, Sirius was not here, he rushed out the moment the answer was revealed in the center of the maze, and the Weasley family was with him.Thinking of this, Dumbledore calmed down and looked at the four deans.

"How are the students feeling?"

The expressions of the deans are not very good-looking. The two students who are fine have become missing persons. Let alone students, their emotions are very disordered, but they are adults, professors, and deans, and they have no right to disorder. Fortunately, they The right to suppress disorder.

This is more or less a balance.

"At least there are no students clamoring to go home." Snape's tone was the same as usual, his face was paler than usual, his right hand seemed to be unconsciously covering his left arm, and an answer was ready to come out.Only Merlin knows how much the professor at this moment hates himself who can only stand here without accomplishing anything and look after minors.

The Heads of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff both echoed this statement, with Professor McGonagall of Gryffindor being the worst-faced of them all.Unlike Snape, McGonagall forced herself to stay in school out of a strong sense of responsibility, and she was actually eager to go out and search instead of standing here and waiting.

Dumbledore nodded, and turned to look at Cedric, who had been with him all the time, "Mr. Diggory, you can go back to your dormitory to rest." You can ask all the questions that should be asked. Krum, Cedric is such a good boy who answers all questions.

Before leaving with his dean, the seemingly calm Cedric revealed his inner anxiety, "Professor, is it Professor Moody in the school hospital? Is it the real Professor Moody?"

Dumbledore gave him a gentle smile, "Yes, Mr Diggory."

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Dumbledore returned to his room. Katenin and Karkaroff had been waiting in front of the statue for a long time. Karkaroff, who had been walking around in circles, saw him coming and immediately went up to meet him. Karkaroff told him Never been so "enthusiastic".

They enter the room.

Before the three of them could sit still, the spiral staircase brought in the fourth person, Mr. Cornelius Fudge, the British Minister for Magic.

"What the hell is going on?!" Fudge almost yelled, he looked a little embarrassed, he seemed to have come in a hurry, maybe he just rushed over from a smuggling den, and he was dressed only for formal occasions high-end goods.

If only Harry Potter had disappeared, Fudge might not have lost his composure. As a result, Karkaroff was here from the corner of the eye, and Fudge's pale face froze for a moment.

Karkaroff stared at him, his eyes averted a little, and he didn't understand the ins and outs of it, that is to say, he didn't even have words to appease him. He was afraid that the headmaster would ask him to question him.

At this time, the spiral staircase moved again.

Fudge glanced back, his face began to turn blue, and saw Rommel Strulusson appearing in front of his eyes with a fierce face.

"I-I'm sorry, Mr. Sturluson..." Fudge said bravely.

"I crossed the Gulf of Bothnia, Sweden, Norway, Skagerrak, and the North Sea, not to hear your words, Minister Fudge!" Rommel easily defeated his weak defense.

Fudge looked ashen.

Rommel let out a breath, pinched the bridge of his nose seemingly tiredly, "...I'm sorry, Minister Fudge, I'm sorry."

Although Fudge's face was still ugly, he still squeezed out a smile after hearing Rommel's words, "I understand that if my child is missing, I might go crazy straight away."

"Thank you." Rommel said softly.

"Okay." Katenen, who had never said a word, put down his teacup, took a half-eaten biscuit, stood up and said, "The following is British time, and it's time for us to find our time."

Fudge looked blank, Dumbledore frowned slightly, but quickly let go.

"This is England, Felix."

"I understand," Katenin told him before leaving. "I wouldn't be at Hogwarts if I wanted to, because this is England."

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The place is full of dirt; here is full of dust; the furniture here is all falling apart and lying on the ground; the peeling wallpaper is hanging on the wall precariously, looking around, everything is so bad.

However, no one cared, even Karkaroff, who was a bit of a clean freak, chose to turn a blind eye.

The three of them stood in the middle of a dilapidated room whose floor had almost collapsed.

This is the Shrieking Shack.

"How many people will come?" Rommel asked.

"A total of nine people." Katenin replied.

"so little?"

Katenen said helplessly, "Please note that we have changed our ways. In order to train Rig, the International Wizengamot hired more instructors with their own strengths than the entire staff of the Red Hat. Over the years Without the injection of fresh blood, the Red Hats are completely reckless. I still took great pains to select nine who are more familiar with the UK, and the others have never even been to the UK, and even if they join, they will not be effective in a short period of time.”

Soldiers are more expensive than skilled, not to mention that this is a race against time.

"Forgive me for nothing else." Rommel kept frowning together. "If I had known earlier, I should have insisted on continuing the contract, and then I would fight for it."

"I don't think Dumbledore will allow my people to enter Hogwarts. It's useless for you to fight for it." So at that time, Rommel's plan to find someone to protect him was not successful, not personal guards, everything was in vain .

"I thought Hogwarts was really solid and infallible," Rommel said. "That's why I hate Britain."

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Karkaroff really wanted to wave his arms in agreement.

"Here we come." Katenin stuffed the pocket watch back into his pocket.

When the first red hat with a black top hat tied with a blood-red ribbon and an ankle-length black robe appeared in front of them, the spirits of the three were lifted at the same time.

By the way, I seem to have forgotten something.

Rommel asked Katenen, "Where's Krum?"

"First, I returned to the three-masted ship obediently, and then rushed out despite the British Ministry of Magic's obstruction, and even injured people." Katenen said. "The British Ministry of Magic said it would sue him."

"This group of British wizards will add trouble to others!" Rommel said decisively.

It stands to reason, the other way around.

Katenin and Karkaroff looked at each other without making a sound.

×××

As Lucius guessed, the Dark Lord, who had been suppressed for 13 years, was too eager to speak freely. He never gave him a day of motherly love, her ridiculous love and bleak and miserable childhood. Harry had to listen, and it was hard because there was no fast-forward button to press yet.

When a sharp howl pierced the night sky from somewhere in the darkness, an ominous crow nestling nearby soared into the sky with hissing neighing, and the air seemed to be covered with a layer of unpredictability. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was some commotion among the Death Eaters, which was fleeting, and they dared not show their uneasiness about the sudden wail in front of their powerful master.

Everyone held their breaths and waited for the Dark Lord to issue orders. The Dark Lord just looked gloomy and looked at a certain place without moving.

How fucking calm! !you can do it!Heimdall, who was hiding in the darkness, gave the legendary big devil a thumbs up, then waved his hand, and continued with the second move.It was gratifying that after such a stimulus, the Dark Lord stopped talking to Harry about his life for the time being.

The wizard controlled by Heimdall made his debut, staggered out of the darkness, staggered towards Voldemort, and was stopped by other Death Eaters on the way.The controlled wizard didn't get close to Voldemort - Heimdall was afraid that the moody guy would kill him directly - but let him leave some distance and pretended to be weak, that is, his legs limp and fell to the ground, seemingly dying.

No matter how others questioned him, he looked half-dead.

Lord Voldemort still watched with cold eyes, and the storm in his eyes slowly gathered, with the wind and rain about to come.

The commotion among the Death Eaters was renewed, and this time it didn't heal like it did before.

Without giving them a chance to breathe, the second actor followed, this is the second controlled person that Heimdall intercepted just now with the help of Lucius.Heimdall rejected Lucius, but gave himself another evidence of knowingly breaking the law.

His reason was that Lucius could no longer bear other crimes, which would be detrimental to his future trial. Anyway, he had already used the Imperius Curse once, and he didn't care about using it again.

"I did it to protect myself. Saving Harry can also increase your impression points, which is much higher than your starting point."

Lucius finally acquiesced in his approach, but he couldn't get rid of the awkward feeling in his heart that he needed his 15-year-old nephew to protect him.

When the No.2 actor appeared on the stage, holding his head, huddling up, pointing at the unknown enemy in the dark, he was so frightened and panicked that he couldn't help himself-in fact, the second actor had an Imperius Curse on Heimdall There was repulsion, but his bewildered restlessness made the effect more realistic - the Dark Lord finally let go of his "reservedness" and acted.

Heimdall didn't believe that Voldemort would have remained indifferent in front of his followers, if he hadn't just been reborn; if he hadn't disappeared for 13 years like a junk snack; if Harry Potter didn't have a defenseless hand at his fingertips, maybe Perhaps, Voldemort will be like all commanders who are used to talking but not doing.

It's a pity that the current Voldemort agrees with the condition of being extremely eager to prove himself. The backlog of grievances that have accumulated for 13 years needs to be released through a way. Originally, this way was in Harry Potter, but now there is a new opportunity, and it is still Take advantage of the opportunity in front of you.

How could the Dark Lord sit idly by and ignore such deception.

What was the reason for the hesitation just now? Heimdall analyzed whether it was because he was afraid of someone that he was reborn and fledgling, so he struggled for a long time, but his dignity did not allow him to flinch on the spot and fall into despair and flee.

Lucius gave him the answer. If there is anyone in the world that Voldemort fears, it is Albus Dumbledore.

In other words, did Voldemort change his mind immediately after discovering that the unknown enemy was not Dumbledore during the struggle, and wanted to use this to regain his strength? !

Well, leave him alone.

Regardless, his hookup plan worked, and the Dark Lord took a break from there for now.

×××

After the last Death Eater who was in charge of the guard was settled, the tombstone behind Harry turned into sand and disappeared with a bang. After the mist, a huge creature suddenly sprang out, with its bloody mouth open, and attacked Heimdall's front door.

As if he didn't see the long, cold-blooded animal, Heimdall rushed up to help Harry, who had fallen backwards due to the sudden disappearance of the load.

The cold-blooded animal was ejected by a magic spell and landed on the tomb not far away.

"Why don't you run away!" Lucius was furious, what if he was a step too late?

"It was agreed on the division of labor and cooperation." Heimdall quickly gave him a look of "what are you talking about?"

Lucius was a little crazy, this kid was either calm, or completely lacking in mind!

"Grab my hand." Heimdall pulled Harry's hand and clasped it on his arm, then opened his mouth and said into the air, "Eat their livers!"

There was no time to say anything, no time to react, and Harry saw a creepy monster floating out from behind them, with a piercing chill, rushing towards the Death Eaters who had heard the movement and returned, there were bursts of screams and screams immediately. Howl of fear.

In a short while, the ghost that caused panic among the Death Eaters was easily wiped out in the hands of a certain big devil who came back to his senses.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Accompanied by a breathtaking green light, the death curse came unexpectedly.

At the final point where the death curse shot was directed, there was a popping sound.

The light that represents death flickers away, and the means of ending life are so understated.

Voldemort lowered his hand holding his wand with a heavy face, and the Death Eaters who had been shouting and beating shrank their heads and kept silent.

×××

It's hard to imagine that they used Apparition to escape under the Avada Kedavra Curse. Harry leaned against the dusty wall and panted heavily. go.

But seeing Heimdall's pale face, staring at a certain point without speaking, his cheeks continued to move unnaturally, as if he was gritting his teeth to suppress something, as if remorse, Harry felt as if he was about to cry.Harry suddenly realized that besides them, Lucius was also there, and the death curse was very likely...

"You're so fucking happy! Who the hell are you! You're still talking to yourself and let others cooperate with you as a hero!! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Heimdall raised his foot and kicked the old man hard. wall.

"Rig..." Heimdall's sudden mania made Harry extremely uncomfortable. He was full of gratitude to the two of them, as well as a little unbelievable. If Lucius really saved himself...he wouldn't Dare to imagine.

Harry complained about his clumsiness.

Unexpectedly, Heimdall suddenly turned around and grabbed him, dragged him away, looked around vigilantly, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Harry was dragged staggeringly, looked up at the expressionless Heimdall's side face, looking so calm - the scene just now seemed to have never happened, Harry opened his mouth several times, but couldn't Spit out a word.