HP's Foreign Land

When Heimdall fiddled with the backs of Co's hands with his wand with a serious face, Coty held his breath in fear, thinking that the night had passed for a long time, but actually twenty minutes later, Heimdall withdrew his wand and shouted Announced that he could stop wearing gloves.

Ke Cai dared to release his flying emotions without reservation.

"Ordinary spells cannot force out this mark." Heimdall was full of confidence. "The sorcerer who gave you the mark was a master. I made changes on the basis of the original mark and used the concealment ability of this spell. The positioning spell belongs to us now, and only I can master it. Saints can no longer pass this spell." Take your place - if they ever could - so congratulations darling, no more 'intimidating'."

"Great, great... great, great..." Ke was overjoyed.

Not sure if he understood, seeing him smiling happily, his cheeks turned red with excitement, and the corners of Heimdall's mouth curled up.

"Didn't you say that people around you thought you were burned? To avoid suspicion, you still wear it when you go to work, and you can take it off when you get home."

Koko nodded cheerfully.

"Oh, it's so late!" Heimdall glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside cabinet.

Co jumped with Heimdall, late for the night shift!

Like two headless chickens, the master and the apprentice left the room in a panic, and after a brief goodbye at the gate, one ran to the left and the other to the right.If you stand at the point where they are separated, you will find that the hurried backs of the two of them look so similar.

Where there are disciples, there must be teachers.

Heimdall walked quickly to the manor on the forest road full of lights. The street lights flickered with the pace, always keeping the one meter in front of him and the meter behind him as bright as day.

The front gate of the manor was within easy reach, Heimdall stopped, and after a while, a clear voice came from behind.

"Are you back so late?"

It's Victor.

Heimdall turned around in surprise, grabbed Victor's hand, hugged and kissed intimately, and after a while, Victor looked in the direction he was looking at just now.That was the outermost edge of the light radiation, and two vague silhouettes could be seen faintly in the darkness.

"That's... toffee?" Victor narrowed his eyes, he didn't recognize the other big guy.

"And the king." Heimdall shook his head helplessly. He had come back from a stroll around the city, and the two martial arts masters were still looking at each other with affection.

"King?" Victor asked suddenly. "It's the Hulk that the Police Headquarters equipped you with? How did you bring it back?"

With Heimdall as a small foreign aid, he is not a member of the police corps, and public animals are generally not allowed to be taken home. Only some veteran detectives who have established a tacit understanding with their animal partners are allowed.

"Temporarily, stay one night, and go to work with me tomorrow morning." Heimdall said. "So I plan to let the king stay overnight in the small garden behind the manor," he said, scratching his head helplessly. "I ignored the Chimera's territorial awareness. Toffee has never encountered any animal that could threaten it in these years. It can be seen that my understanding of hunting is still superficial."

"What are you going to do?" Victor put his arms around his shoulders, Heimdall patted his arm, and stepped forward to leave the forest road and step into the forest.

"How was the game?" Heimdall asked seemingly casually.

"What game?" said the master.

Heimdall turned his head, the light was left behind, and Victor's face fell into the shadow, blurring his expression.If he got rid of the initial hesitation when he answered just now, Heimdall believed that he was as nonchalant as he appeared on the surface.

Heimdall turned his head, suppressed the corners of Feiyang's mouth, and said indifferently: "I went to the referee council and saw that you were leading by [-] points. What happened afterwards? Who caught the Snitch? I remember your team There's a guy named Victor Krum, a Seeker, who's been in the limelight a few times in international competitions, and I've heard he's got a lot of admirers, isn't he?"

A series of kisses landed heavily on the top of Heimdall's head. The master almost put his entire weight on Heimdall's body, and kept calling Heimdall's name in a laughing voice.Heimdall was tickled by the hand that was stretched into his clothes. Then, the taste of the kiss changed. The slippery and soft tongue brushed Heimdall's temple, licking Heimdall's ears and temples, Sliding to the chin again, Director Stuluson couldn't help moaning.Their dense breathing blended together, the end of the light source in the distance touched them, the dark environment teased the senses, the touch became clear, so clear that it made the body ache, the world was covered with a layer of eroticism and ambiguity.

Confused, Heimdall couldn't help falling backwards, his back hit a tree, there was a rustling sound above his head, Heimdall suddenly woke up, and Victor also stopped at the same time.Panting heavily, they pulled the distance away from each other, and found the remaining desire, annoyance and deep disbelief on each other's faces-almost wild, so they couldn't help but smile at each other.

Heimdall scratched his messy hair, and smoothed Victor's lapel. Victor helped him fasten the buttons he had just unbuttoned... well, two of them collapsed due to excessive force due to impatience.

Victor held the buttons on Heimdall's clothes and pretended to compare them, then put the buttons away as if nothing happened.This has already been destroyed countless times, and the master is like a "button terminator".

"What are we going to do?" Heimdall asked seriously, pretending to be ignorant.

Victor held back his smile and said calmly, "Toffee."

"Oh!" Heimdall nodded seriously, and turned his neck to see where the two animals were still there.

Heimdall was stunned for a moment, "...where did they go?"

Victor shrugged, too preoccupied just now to pay attention.

Not far away came the howls of wild beasts, each shorter and sharper than the last, and then the vibration of something falling down, accompanied by people's screams echoing in the night.Heimdall's complexion changed drastically, and he roared "No food for fights" and dragged the master to the source of the sound - the small garden.

Ke moved the trash can from the warehouse to the alley behind the convenience store. The boss walked to the entrance of the warehouse, saw him busy working for a while, and said, "Go to the counter immediately after moving everything, and don't talk to others casually during working hours. If someone asks you to do this, then you have to refuse, and if you have any problems, let them come to me!"

The boss squinted at the tavern next door, and the women who had been exposed to the light immediately shrank their necks and retreated.Neighbors in convenience stores always ask Ke to help them with white jobs. Ke is an honest person, and he doesn’t know how to refuse people’s begging. He himself feels that he is strong. Seeing these girls and aunts are weak and weak, naturally he is duty-bound. rolled up his sleeves.

Every time the boss thinks of this, he gets angry. This stupid big man didn't pay him to do charity, so he wasted a lot of business!The purpose of spending money is to reduce the burden on oneself, but I didn't expect to stand up at the counter by myself in the end.

The more the boss thought about it, the more depressed he became. He looked like a big villain in a movie. He was powerful without being angry, but when he got angry, he was scared.The small alleys nearby where there were a few voices just now were completely silent, and everyone ran back to their respective shops in fright.

Ke stood there obediently and said nothing, the boss was very satisfied with his seemingly obedient response, and turned back.

Ke looked at the back of the boss who was known as mean and smirked twice. Heimdall once inquired about the boss's reputation, and to be honest, it was not very good, especially the neighbors nearby, who had a lot of opinions on him, so he asked the owner of Ke face to face. As for how to treat him, Coe insisted that the shopkeeper treated him very well, but Heimdall didn't really believe it.

But Ke's face remained unshakable, and Heimdall paid close attention to it for a while... This matter was left behind.

The boss is a nice guy.Coe always thought so.

Ke bent down and lifted the last heavy trash can. Not far away, a shadowy figure wrapped in a cloak emerged from a blind spot where the streetlights could not reach.

The ten-day work report came again, and this time Ke was not as nervous as before.He is prepared.He has a report progress book written by Heimdall at his hand, and Heimdall has planned for him how much to say in each report.The content in it is false and true, specious, and it may not work against objects of high alert, but it is completely fine for members of the intelligence organization who don't take the work of the department seriously and just go through the process of recycling waste.

"Don't answer right away when I ask you a question, talk about it later." Heimdall instructed him. "When reporting, don't let yourself work hard in the direction of articulateness. It doesn't matter if you procrastinate longer than usual. You can answer whatever he asks you. Don't draw inferences from one instance, let alone hit the nail on the head. The more ambiguous the better."

Heimdall was a little worried about Ke. The longer he was in contact with him, the more he felt that he was not stupid at all, and his brain was easy to use sometimes, but his reaction was slower than ordinary people.

I spotted and dug out this rough stone, and no one can snatch it from me until it is polished into a diamond that can stand on its own!This is the domineering yet sullen declaration made by Mr. Stuluson.

Just as Heimdall ordered, Ke put down the trash can and stood with lowered eyebrows, his eyes dodging a bit.In fact, this is not acting. Coe is deeply afraid of these followers of saints or non-saints. He is acting in his true colors.

The other party has gotten used to Ke's cowardice, and everything is within the plan. The wizard from the intelligence organization, who is in charge of communicating with Ke, walks up to him. A merciful opening.

"Tell me what's going on, I'm busy."

Ke thought about the first item of the report that the teacher asked him to recite: "Yes, there are bats, bats..."

The other party froze for a moment, "Be more careful."

Ke pursed his lips, "...one, a large group, a group of bats, bats, biting, biting people..."

The other party frowned, "Who did you bite? Sturluson?"

"Yep."

The wizard of the intelligence organization fell into deep thought. After entering July, they seldom run around outside, consciously restraining their movements, they really don't know about this.

"Is that Sturluson now?"

"Go, go home..."

Which means I'm fine.The intelligence organization was impatient to hear him stammering, and waved him to shut up. Ke obediently closed his mouth, staring down at the stains on the ground in a daze.

"Very well, I understand, thank you for your hard work." The wizard of the intelligence organization resolutely prepared to leave.

The teacher told him that if he told this to the people in the intelligence organization, he would leave immediately in eight or nine out of ten times. If he was lucky, they might not show up for the next ten days—these guys are very greedy for life and afraid of death. Is there anything that can run faster than a rabbit, expecting them to go through life and death for me, it is better to expect a merlin from the sky.

Ke stared at the restless wizard who looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his reverence for the teacher went up to a higher level.

Before leaving, the sorcerer had a sudden kindness—maybe Coe made people with a conscience feel unbearable—and said to Coe: "This year is the fiftieth anniversary of the victory of the Great War. Be careful."

Co was bewildered.

The wizard sighed, and said bluntly: "It's already the second half of the year, be careful that the 'scavenger' comes to your door."

Fear appeared on Ke's face again.

It's good to know that you are afraid.The wizard of the intelligence organization didn't stay any longer, and quickly disappeared from sight.

A strange feeling pierced Ke's neck. After the strange feeling passed, he inadvertently raised his eyes and saw a few wizards in maroon robes and black boots flashing in front of the convenience store outside the house. However, the surface of the cloth shone with purple and red halos.The wizard at the end of the line suddenly stopped in front of the convenience store.

Just that one glance made Ke back away in fear, crouching behind the counter with his head in his arms, not daring to vent his breath. After a long time, Ke slowly and slowly stretched out his head to look around. Those terror makers have long since disappeared. .

Ke swallowed his throat in panic, and continued to stand at the counter in a restless state.

After finally getting off work, I handed over to the store manager. When I got out of the convenience store, I looked around for a while, and a refreshing wind blew in the morning light, rolling up the light waste on the roadside and circling on the road.In the early morning, the streets were empty, and the stray cats that usually gathered beside the trash cans in front of the shops were gone.

Ke felt a rare urgency, touched the wand in his arms, and left in a hurry.

Under the apartment, in front of the pine tree, Ke stopped in his tracks and looked at the man huddled beside the concrete steps in surprise. He was in a black T-shirt and black leather pants, huddled in the corner with his knees tucked in, wearing a cut-cut that was shorter than Ko's. Very low buried between the knees trembling.

Ke walked over, and the person in the corner hugged his head and screamed in horror, the cry was short and shrill.

Co was too scared to move.

Heimdall saw this scene when he came over, and deliberately glanced at him, "I can't see that you are okay with this."

Ke didn't hear his ridicule, and shook his head until his muscles spasmed.

Heimdall also regretted joking with him, hurriedly said that he didn't mean it that way, and asked him to relax.

Coe breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on here?" After observing for such a period of time, Heimdall saw that the man in black was a bit unusual, as if he had been greatly frightened, and his mind was a little confused.

"No, I don't know..." Ke shook his head.

Heimdall noticed that although there were not many people nearby, there were passers-by on the street pointing this way, especially the people who came out of the apartment also looked curious, and after watching for a long time, they walked away with one step and three turns.

Fortunately, it was still early and the streets were deserted. After this group of people dispersed, there was no follow-up for the time being.

"Do you know him?" Heimdall asked.

"No, I don't know..." No face was seen.

"What are you going to do?"

"Look, look at the face, face..." Ke hesitated.Maybe a resident of the apartment.

Heimdall shrugged, ignoring the opponent's head lowered and struggling blindly with his arms waving, his legs pressed against his flailing legs and feet, and he restrained his flailing arms—when he grasped, he couldn't help but think of this arm It's really slender, and he didn't take it to heart for a while-he lifted his chin up.

"Ah!" Ko exclaimed.

"Ah!" Heimdall also called out.

"Yes, it's her?!" Coe said.

"Why is it a girl?!" Heimdall found himself still on top of the girl, and immediately felt embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, the girl began to struggle frantically and violently again, screaming hoarsely, her face was completely covered in makeup, as if her face had been smoked with soot, and her two red and swollen eyes were very distracted.

Without hesitation, Heimdall hugged the girl's wobbling head, and pulled her forward forcefully, revealing the nape of her neck with a large pattern of black and white tattoos. He turned his head and ordered to Ke: "Right here, knock Come on, don't push too hard!"

Ke regarded the teacher's words as an oracle, and executed them neatly.

In the next second, the girl's body softened, and the world became quiet.