HP's Foreign Land

At the same moment when Sirius Black fell into the street with the stun spell by mistake, people from all walks of life arrived one after another, and in the early hours of the morning when the shops in Diagon Alley were preparing for their opening, it always occupied the list of topics that British wizards avoided talking about. The top ten Knockturn Alley took the lead for the first time.

The focus of everyone's meeting is here, No. 57, Knockover Lane.

The room was illuminated by lights as bright as day.

Heimdall looked at the few people including Harry who surrounded the unconscious Sirius with dumbfounding faces, and sat down on the ground with no image at all.

Now is the time for adults. As a minor, I have the right to empty my mind and hide behind adults and cry.

A certain adult came forward, knelt down in front of him, and met his eyes, "Mr. Sturluson, I think it is very necessary for me to find a chain to tie you to the waistband of my trousers."

"That's a good idea." Heimdall nodded, and then fell forward, wrapping his arms around Victor's back, rubbing his face in his arms.This action does look very intimate, but the dirt on the face is also contributed to the master's robe.

Victor sighed and hugged him, and just about to have some sensual sweet tone and atmosphere, his chin was almost bitten by the top of Heimdall's raised head.

"Lucius...Uncle Lucius...I lost my uncle..."

Victor saw his teary eyes, quickly patted him on the back, and comforted him, "It's all right, he's fine, don't you understand your uncle, his brain is faster than yours." Kedo didn't say this to comfort him. Lucius did escape the disaster. He and Rigg used the Apparition at almost the same time, and the Death Eater in the cemetery explained everything.

Once out of the cemetery, Lucius was more secure than Rigg, who didn't have velvet security guards standing behind him at all times.Although Professor Katenen euphemistically mentioned that Purongrong Security has nothing to do with Red Hat, one is a department of a company established after the war; the other is an illegal organization established during the war.

Victor doesn't believe that there is no connection here. Sometimes offense and defense are integrated, and the security guards of Puffong Rong more or less have the shadow of a red hat-Kattenen can't deny this, after all, their boss is a person.

"Really?" Heimdall frowned with red eyes, staring intently at his expression.

"Really." Victor nodded calmly.

Heimdall wept with joy and continued to rub his face, with both tears and snot coming down his nose, the master's clothes were officially ruined.

Master Krum wanted to continue the unfinished sensual journey just now, but Heimdall sniffed and turned his head to pick up the pod, pouting and meowing at the black cat, and threw him aside.

The master looked at the person and the cat hugged together in a very unbeautiful mood. When he heard Heimdall say: "Pud, I thought I would never see you again", the master thought to himself, it is very easy to put on a chain. Is necessary.

Over there, Sirius woke up after Mr. Weasley's repeated efforts, and Arthur gave Harry a thumbs up, the stun spell was too powerful.

Harry couldn't help but laugh, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

Sirius himself didn't care at all, he ate one of Harry's spells and verified the effect of the magic himself. Sirius was full of praise for Harry's strength.

"Rig, Rigg, are you okay?" Sirius was still a little dizzy, struggling to sit up.

Heimdall heard his shout and hurried over, "I'm fine, let you worry..." He was hugged tightly by Sirius, and he forgot the following words in surprise.

"Great, really great." Sirius looked very excited.

Heimdall hugged him back, "I'm sorry to make you worry." When he raised his eyes, he met Harry's eyes. The two teenagers smiled silently, and they conveyed their eyes to each other. A kind of inexplicable tacit understanding came out.

People from the Ministry of Magic came to investigate the scene, and the leader who seemed to be the person in charge of the team ignored all the touching scenes and demanded that Harry and Heimdall be brought back to the Ministry for further investigation.

Mr. Weasley rushed to stop this inflexible colleague before Sirius's temper came up. Who knew that this person would not buy it, and at the moment when it was about to explode, Uncle Dalton, who appeared in full bloom, calmed down the possible conflict.

The people brought by Dalton just now found several corpses in the opposite alley, and one of them was dying.The strange thing is that after preliminary inspection, these people did not die from magical injuries... Today's matter cannot be explained clearly in a few words, nor can it be revealed by taking the two children to the Ministry of Magic.

The British public is still unaware of the news of Voldemort's comeback. The British Ministry of Magic needs to formulate a proper way of announcing it without causing a general panic. Everyone needs a buffer period.

Driven by Dalton's undeniable beautiful rhetoric, this official colleague nodded reluctantly and led his people away from No. 57.

Heimdall failed to speak to the uncle who had the least chance to meet, and was escorted back to Hogwarts with Harry by a group of nervous and almost neurotic wizards.

The thrilling but never-hoping-to-do-again running career is officially over.

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When he arrived at Hogwarts, he and Harry separated, and piles of people waited to see Harry, and so did Heimdall.

"Harry, give me the magic glasses." Before they parted, Heimdall took away the glasses they had brought back, intending to modify them on the basis of the original ones.

"Have a good dream." Heimdall waved to him, wishing him to crush the big devil like an ant in his dream.

Harry looked at Heimdall, whose face was also ashen from running all night, and smiled wryly, "I want to close my eyes right now."

Even though he hadn't slept all night and his mind became dizzy after relaxing, Heimdall still tried his best to overcome the gradual dullness of his thinking ability on the long journey back to the three-masted ship...

"Let me tell you, don't think about those messy reasons." Victor's voice got into his ears, accompanied by a wave of hot air blowing inward on purpose.

Heimdall was taken aback, but his slow reaction helped him avoid all gaffes.

Victor hooked his neck angrily, "Take a good rest when it's time to rest, let your brain rest for a while, and be careful not to overuse your brain and become a little fool!"

Being easily exposed by her boyfriend, Heimdall said embarrassedly: "I hope I can say something nice and ironic, so as to lighten everyone's psychological burden." He felt really sorry for himself all night.

"The truth is revealed," Victor told him. "All you have to do is show the truth."

Heimdall was skeptical, seeing his boyfriend's determined expression of "I'm right", a completely relaxed numbness and exhaustion began to appear on Heimdall's face.

Facts have proved that a trick that is popular all over the world also pays attention to surprise, at least Heimdall's relatives and friends are "unexpected".

Rommel was so shocked by his son's true feelings that he almost choked on his saliva.

As soon as Heimdall entered the common room, he rushed over to hug him, and kept saying, "Dad, Dad, I thought I'd never see you again!"

Rommel's prepared words were blocked by this sentence, and the mind of the quick-thinking Chairman Sturluson was forced to stop for ten seconds.

"Just come back safely, just come back safely." Rommel finally sighed and hugged him.

Heimdall quietly rubbed back the sweat from his eyes, and then said, "Dad, England is terrible." He looked terrified.

I don't know why, seeing his serious expression, Rommel wanted to laugh, and then immediately realized that he had been tricked by this little villain again. This kid can always go wrong at critical moments. can succeed.

Rommel grabbed his arm, "Using the dirty tricks I learned from the International Police Force against your father? Wings are stiff?"

Heimdall pursed his lips and muttered, "The instructors are all good people."

Um?How dare you talk back? !Rommel stared.

Heimdall shrank his neck, and was beaten back to his original shape.

Rommel waited, then said slightly disappointed: "No more?"

Heimdall was full of question marks.

Rommel waved his hand, "It's nothing." After finally waiting for some signs of rebellion, he was about to accept the move, but there was a lot of thunder and little rain.Papa Rommel was once again frustrated that he could not be an all-round father.

Heimdall talked to the two principals and the students for a while, and everyone was overjoyed at his safe return.

"Rig!" Heimdall turned around in surprise, seeing Lucius Malfoy hurried into the common room, safe and sound as Victor said, he immediately screamed and jumped on him.

Lucius hurriedly caught him, and smiled happily, "I'm fine, I'm worrying you." No matter how dangerous it was at the beginning, it's over now.

Heimdall nodded and shook his head for a while, "If you really... I don't know what to do, how to face Draco."

"It's not your fault. You can't erase my will. Could it be that I'm such a manipulative person in your heart?" Lucius lowered his voice. "They were going to arrest me, but look, I'm standing right here."

"They don't embarrass you anymore?" Heimdall asked.

"The trial is still going on, but not now." Lucius' lips twitched contemptuously. "I guess that old madman... Well, Professor Dumbledore has new considerations, and through me, he found a new breakthrough or a new way of practice."

"Lucius, don't indoctrinate my baby with those messy assumptions."

"Snow!" Heimdall was extremely surprised.

Snow, who came in after Lucius, lost his face, "Does that mean my status has dropped again?"

Heimdall looked at him aggrievedly, Snow opened his arms, and Heimdall smiled and stepped forward to hug him.

Snow pulled him aside, and said in a "whispered voice" that everyone could hear: "In the future, you will be the first to think of me when something happens. In fact, I am more reliable than your father and boyfriend."

Snow was troubled by being "on the edge" once again, and he was "remembered" only after the incident was over. The hateful thing was that Rommel didn't tell him anything and kept him in the dark.

Rommel gave him a blank look, "Are you a child? Do you want me to tell you everything?"

Snow was choked speechless.

Heimdall stood aside with a smile and watched and listened. It felt so damn good. Thinking that he was about to say goodbye to these lovely family and friends forever, he felt terrified in his heart.

Heimdall gritted his teeth secretly, big devil, I wish you an early "death and immortality".

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Under the frequent urging of the adults, the students left the common room one after another and went back to the room to rest. Heimdall knew that the adults had something to discuss, so he also got up and prepared to go back to the room. Help him take a bath, so you must leave with him.The expressions of the adults are intriguing, each with its own splendor.

After exchanging belated "good night" with Carlo, Ryan, and Leon, the three friends yawned and entered their respective rooms with drowsiness that could not be restrained after letting go of their worries.

The wall lamp in the shape of a sheep's horn emits a bright orange light, the carpet absorbs the sound of footsteps, and the narrow aisle is silent.

Heimdall turned around suddenly.

Victor was caught off guard, and subconsciously stretched out his hands to circle the person who was falling towards him, backed up repeatedly, and finally hit his back against the rough carved wooden pilaster.Heimdall kissed him fervently, entangled his tongue in his mouth, and seduced him gently, Victor sighed, and immediately threw himself into the passive and active.

Originally, he was very cautious and wanted to taste it lightly, but there was a pain in his scalp, and he quickly understood that what Rieger wanted was not a gentle, gentle, comforting, superficial kiss, but a direct, eager, and even rough kiss. What can be felt.

Victor's arms tightened, he hugged the person in his arms more possessively, and kissed more intensely...

Heimdall panted violently, Victor's lips lingered on the side of his neck, and then bit his lower lip upwards to kiss and lick.

"I thought you didn't care at all." Victor muttered, pointing out his constant neglected status, and he hadn't even said a sweet word or comforting word to himself since he managed to escape.

Heimdall let go of him, slowly raised a smile, and slid his fingers provocatively across the cheeks and neck of the person in front of him, all the way down to the unbuttoned placket: "The nasty words should be reserved for us alone." Let's talk when the two of you are together."

Heimdall turned around and came to the door of the room, holding the doorknob with his hand. The world behind the door panel was the reward he used to motivate himself when he was in danger, and the goal of his struggle to survive.Now, standing here unscathed, Heimdall thought he had done a good job, and he came back to receive the reward...

Victor's arms suddenly stretched out and wrapped around his shoulders, holding him tightly in his arms, interrupting his reverie.

Heimdall let go of the doorknob, put his palm on the back of Victor's hand, lowered his head and kissed densely on it, and Victor's sudden deep breathing gradually calmed down—the anxiety that had accumulated all night was relieved at this moment. freed.

"I'll go and ask where I can buy an affordable and beautiful chain later, Mr. Sturluson, I don't have any illusions about your guarantee." Victor muttered, deliberately creating a vicious tone .

Heimdall looked directly at a dark wood grain on the door panel, "So you like that tone," asked pretending to be curious, "How are you going to tie it? Where are you going to tie it? On the bed?"

Knowing that it shouldn't be, Victor still flashed a lot of blood-pulling images in his mind, and his body also responded positively and enthusiastically. The kiss just now was like a fuse, and a single spark can start a prairie fire .

"I think based on your current physical condition, you shouldn't want a 190-pound man to be on top of you." Victor tilted his head and kissed Heimdall's temples, leaning forward. "In case my 'like' swells to a situation that you can't handle temporarily, so be honest baby."

Nice pun.Heimdall smiled softly, silently feeling the weight on his back, the heavy and sweet burden.

They stood there without saying a word, no amount of words would be superfluous at this moment.

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"Rigrig!" Little Eight Eyes rushed over, climbing from Heimdall's instep along his calves and thighs to Heimdall's chest at a swift speed that must have horrified others.

Heimdall hurriedly supported the heavy Xiao Ba with both hands, and said with a smile, "It's getting heavier and heavier."

Heimdall was surprised to find that his animal family members were all here, and the pod cat had already nested in its old place; Olar squatted on the rail at the end of the bed and dozed off, and it should be time for it to fall asleep now.The thing that surprised Heimdall the most was Toffee, who was actually taking care of the bun. It was lying in front of the fireplace, holding the bun wrapped in Heimdall's old clothes and sleeping in front of its eyes, and gently covering the bun with one paw. , the movements seemed blunt and awkward, so clumsy that people couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Heimdall looked at Victor, who shrugged, "I got them all here before I left, but that's all, I didn't say anything."

Animals are sensitive, they are restless, so they will be more patient.

Heimdall kissed each of them, including Bun, who was still asleep, and when he stood up he whispered to Toffee, "Thank you."

Toffee's eyes shone like jewels in the fire's light.

Heimdall walked into the bathroom with an almost unbearably warm excitement. While undressing, he took out his pocket watch. This inherited item, which has always been emotional since he fell into the water, will accompany him through the rest of his life. After the night that I didn't want to do it all over again, it was no surprise that I completely went on strike.He patted the surface and fiddled with it a few times, the pocket watch was still lifeless, and even the originally bright case seemed to be covered with a layer of dull dust.

"I don't like it, never have." Victor walked in with Heimdall's pajamas, and looked at the pocket watch expressionlessly.

The triangular pattern on the case, which is complicated and simple but also implies horror and evil, can always easily touch the sensitive nerves deep in the Krum family.

"Well, congratulations, it's broken." Heimdall raised the watch in his hand and stuffed it into the pocket of his robe.

Victor smiled and put the pajamas aside.

"Victor, did I forget something? I think that should be important to me."

Victor turned around and saw Heimdall staring at the wave patterns on the tiles in a daze.

At noon that day, the sun was rising, and the Durmstrang three-masted ship floated on the black lake as quietly as at sunrise. A wailing broke the tranquility, and many people woke up suddenly in the soul-stirring scream.

"My magic show———"