HP's Foreign Land

The light in the corridor is yellow, but when it shines on people's faces, it looks dull. The shadow cast by the deep facial features spreads on the face, forming an unclear black and gray impression, which makes people feel panicked for no reason. .

This is a kind of negation of strange and unreasonable things, but it happened to be seen with one's own eyes, and it appeared vividly, so the thought created fear and suspicion against him.

This is a wizard. Although the wizard in front of you is almost the same as an ordinary Muggle in every respect, under certain conditions, a Muggle can occasionally see through a wizard's disguise. Eyes can indeed deceive you, but eyes don't always Is to deceive you, although such a coincidence is rare.Maybe it's just an indescribable feeling, but it's extremely strong.

When Heimdall went downstairs, he happened to meet a group of chattering young people. They hugged each other and made loud noises in the residential building.The men whose eyes were distracted by the alcohol involuntarily gave way to a passage; the women with heavy makeup on their faces, frivolous demeanor, and a layer of ambiguity and provocation from the corners of their eyes were obediently stuck to the armrest , the soft waist is as stiff as the cast iron handrail behind him.

When Heimdall's figure disappeared at the end of the corner staircase, the young people suddenly came back to their senses, looked at each other, the panic on their blank faces did not fade, and they hurriedly parted ways at the entrance of the corridor on this floor.The men all went back to their rooms, and the doors were closed tightly, and the women didn't care to pester them any more. They cursed a few times, stepped on their high heels and rushed downstairs to the street.

The hasty and graceful figure melted into the feasting lights at the end of the street, and Heimdall walked out from the shadows, embarrassed in his heart, he really didn't intend to sabotage his business.

Silently tidying up his emotions, Heimdall took out a wooden whistle from his pocket. It was given to him by an anemic person, but it was not given to him by an anemic person, but he forced it to come. Heimdall was a little grateful to himself Foresight.

A beam of light shrouded by street lamps hit the street and spread out into an orange round cake.A swarm of moths was lingering and chasing under the lampshade, and the round cakes on the ground had a few more shadows, like chocolate long beans on a mango pie.

Heimdall blew his whistle, but nothing happened, not a single sound.He raised the whistle to his eyes and looked at it. Since he couldn't see what was going on, he blew it a few more times. After blowing, he tried to exchange long and short breaths, but the whistle was still silent.Just when Heimdall was wondering if he thought he was too annoying at the beginning and gave him a copycat that couldn't blow, a shadow passed over his head, and the chocolate long beans started to stir up. After a while, the number of long beans decreased.

While Heimdall looked up, the second and third figures slipped under the lampshade, and there were not many chocolate long beans left.

Heimdall was embarrassed again, one, two, three... many bats of different sizes and species landed on the long poles of the street lamps, and some hung upside down on the branches of pine trees, densely packed everywhere.

In fact, he only needed a bat, but a mistake caused a bunch of vampire messengers to be summoned, and Heimdall was at a loss.

Vampire couriers are not like wizard couriers. Personal owls only need to be fed owl biscuits. The owl delivery service needs to pay a certain amount of Galleons. Can be delivered on time and correctly.

Heimdall's hesitation is here, is it possible that each one has to suck himself?Isn't that the same as the one lying on the sofa? !

"Please send me to the charming and elegant Mr. John." Heimdall held up the hastily written note, and said the delivery password taught to him by an anemic person, and it was still in French.Heimdall's words were extremely awkward, and he was afraid that the unclear enunciation would delay the matter, and he jumped out sound by sound.

Are all vampire delivery passwords so narcissistic?At that time Heimdall learned to resist.Who knows that people with anemia say that he is already very self-effacing.

"It's good to get used to it. There are longer and more beautiful ones in our place. You just have too little contact with them." The anemic people took the opportunity to laugh at Heimdall's short hair and short knowledge.

There was a commotion among the bats, and Heimdall thought they were going to fight, but nothing happened, and a huge bat flew out.

Heimdall quickly straightened the index finger of the hand that was pinching the note. The dark bat sank, and its flapping wings were covering Heimdall's hand. Immediately afterwards, he felt numb fingertips, which did not appear as expected. When the wings were raised again, the bat rushed to the sky in a rush - so fast that the naked eye could not keep up, the note disappeared, only two small bright red spots the size of needlepoints remained on the tip of the index finger.

I rubbed my thumb a little bit, feeling a little numb.

Heimdall raised his eyes again, and there was nothing above the curved pole of the street lamp, and the bats that were full of trees disappeared.

When the anemic person came by appointment, Heimdall was flirting with her boyfriend with a small magic mirror. He didn't mention Peacock Blue, but briefly talked about everything that happened after Peacock Blue left.

When the two of them spoke a few general nasty love words very tired and crooked, and slowly advanced to the deep nasty feeling, the anemic man coughed, and Heimdall, who had no other distractions, "talked on the phone" hurriedly put away the mirror.

The robes of the police force were replaced by a deliberate orthodox suit, which Heimdall had seen in Muggle magazines, and the content was often historical reviews, classic reviews, and the like.

"Did I cause you trouble?" Heimdall was not thick-skinned after all.

"Indeed, I was about to go on a date, and the woman took a month to make it, and you messed up everything!" The anemic person's complexion was a bit dark, but it wasn't caused by the dim light.

"I'm sorry." Heimdall asked for others, and tried to avoid confrontation with others.

"It's also good to hang her up." Unexpectedly, the anemic person was just teasing him, and he had a plan in mind. "In case she thinks that I come and go when I'm called," the anemic person leisurely brushed his spotless skirt. "What do you want me for?"

"I wrote it on the note." Heimdall reminded.

"Such a small character, I don't like to read it, it hurts my eyes."

Heimdall was speechless for a moment, just like what he narrated to the master, he told the anemic people simply and straightforwardly.

"Take me to see it!" Contrary to Heimdall's expectations, people with anemia seem to value it very much.

They hurried through the door and up the stairs.

The disfigured boy prevented Ke from opening the door, but he didn't move. Buta took a look at the disfigured boy, thinking he was a mediocre person, and quickly opened the door. He greeted Heimdall with a smile on his face, but was shocked by the anemic person behind Heimdall. He stopped, staring at the house intently, if Heimdall hadn't pushed the door, Buta would have forgotten to open the door.

The anemic person seemed to have gotten used to the admiring eyes of women, walked in calmly, quickly caught up with Heimdall in front, and quietly said: "She is a virgin."

Can you be more obscene? !Heimdall gave him a white look. This kind of opportunity is rare, so Bai worked hard.

The anemic person had no time to talk to him, and his attention was all taken up by the nose ring boss on the sofa.

Heimdall beckoned to Zoe and the disfigured boy who were surrounded by the non-standard-sized double sofa, and they stood there a bit in the way.

Zooey hesitated for a moment, and finally backed away, standing beside Ke.

The disfigured boy didn't buy it, he insisted on standing by the side to monitor for fear that the anemic person would do something, but the anemic person didn't care, instead he grinned at him, and he immediately flinched in fright from the two fangs that are the hallmark of a vampire. Come here, and sneak behind Ke, who is tall and burly.

Heimdall suddenly felt that he was very kind. Wasn't he intimidated by John's two fangs?

"He he he..." The disfigured young man was slurring his speech.

"We call them vampires," Heimdall whispered.

The other three teenagers who didn't notice anything were startled, and there was a qualitative change in the way they looked at the anemic person.I thought it was a wizard with an ugly face, but I didn't expect him to be human...

Different from the fear of the disfigured teenager, Ke and Zoe were simply surprised.

Only Buta was different, there was an incomprehensible heat in Heimdall's eyes. If she was at a loss when she first saw the handsome man she liked in the appearance association, now she is trying to restrain some kind of impulse, just like a child staring at the window. The candy that can't be seen but can't be touched, the puppy is aiming at the meaty bones on the shelf.

A certain vampire with his back to them suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"She likes these," said the disfigured boy, who still had a grudge against Heimdall, so he didn't say much, so Zoe explained. "She's seen a lot of books, movies, and TV shows about vampires... Well, the movies are—"

"I know what movies and TV shows are, and I understand what you mean." Heimdall said.

Buta suddenly came back to his senses, looking at Heimdall hesitantly, the disfigured boy and Zoe had a tacit understanding, guessed what she was going to say, and shook his head desperately at an angle that Heimdall couldn't see, especially the disfigured boy, His eyes were wide open, and against the scars of different shades on his face, it was really frightening.

Ke stared blankly at their performance, and was about to ask, but Zooey covered his mouth with great foresight, which showed how much Zooey knew him.

The clever Buta suddenly became dull, ignoring their head shaking.

"Teacher, one of our companions was taken away by them—" the disfigured boy stopped him loudly as soon as he started.

Heimdall didn't care about what she called him.

"We just don't want to bother you anymore..." Zoe didn't want to offend Heimdall, not to mention that Heimdall standing here was the result of him asking for help, and he didn't want the other party to think that they were ungrateful.More importantly, he didn't want to leave a bad impression on Ke.

The disfigured boy’s thoughts are relatively straightforward. To put it bluntly, he doesn’t believe in Heimdall. The magical world doesn’t accept them. The world doesn't trust wizards easily, not just Heimdall.

The disfigured boy believes that Heimdall is helping them now, and maybe he will do justice for the sky in the next second. Wizards are not with them. The wizards themselves are a family. The disfigured boy firmly believes that there is no selflessness in the world that does not ask for rewards , Even if you don't ask for anything in return now, one day you will still be called to collect debts.

Buta was so anxious that he scolded the two companions in his heart for their inconsiderateness, their hesitation was not like a man at all.After all, I have been in love for many years, even if I scold the sky in my heart, I will never tear down my partner's platform on the surface.

"Oh, don't bother me," said Heimdall.

Buta was overjoyed, and the two teenagers looked at him in surprise. As for Ke... the kid looked confused, and he couldn't understand what he said half-hidden.

One could tell from their expressions that they had misunderstood, and Heimdall didn't explain.

"Did you hear our conversation just now?" Heimdall's eyes turned, and his eyes fell on the anemic person on the other side. At this time, the wound on the nose ring boss's body was no longer bleeding, and his gray face turned to Little pale, his body has obviously improved.

The few teenagers were even more excited when they saw it.

"I heard it. Tell me, what are you going to do!" The anemic man turned around angrily. The gorgeous and elegant clothes matched with the pale and handsome face, the extravagance reveals a bit of morbid beauty, which makes people feel helpless for a while. Averting their eyes from him, several male teenagers felt ashamed of their ugly appearance.

Perhaps only the morbidly beautiful Heimdall was unaffected by his vampire pheromones.

"You have also seen the situation of the child on the sofa. One of their companions is still missing."

Heimdall purposely made his words very ambiguous. The bite of the boss with the nose ring is indeed inseparable from the vampire, but it cannot be said that there is an inevitable connection between the missing boy and this incident, nor can it prove that the boy was captured by the vampire. Yes, but Heimdall put the two meanings together to mislead others into associations.

The anemic person couldn't understand what he meant, and his face turned black immediately.

The vampire's visceral aura was horrifying, and the contrast between the front and the back was sharp. The teenagers couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.Even Buta, a vampire-controlling man, is determined not to be a man.

"Bats have hurt people more than once, shouldn't you and your companions find a way to solve it?" Heimdall told him the facts and reasoned. "Or is it that you can't solve it? If that's the case, I will write a report and submit it to the relevant international departments that manage these matters for help."

"Threat me?" The arrogance of the anemic man subsided. Although it didn't sound good, part of what Heimdall said was true.

"No, I'm talking about a possibility, and I'm sure none of us want to see that kind of solution."

The anemic person was silent for a moment, and waved to Heimdall. Heimdall followed his words, but was grabbed by Buta. Heimdall turned his head in surprise, but Buta let go with a panicked face, and lowered his head falteringly. .

Heimdall smiled, patted her on the shoulder, and walked over to the anemic person.There was a sarcasm in the eyes of the anemic person, but Heimdall turned a blind eye to it.

"You can't threaten me, do you think I don't know, those children are not recognized by the wizarding world at all, and no one will care if there is one more or one less." The anemic person changed his exasperation just now.

"What are you talking about, do what you can, and if you can't, I'll replace you." Heimdall said impatiently. "As long as you think it's okay, it's not a problem for me to donate blood or something to reward you or your companion. Didn't you say that that is a virgin, her blood must be very attractive to you?" Otherwise, why would you say that as soon as you enter the door? A dirty word.

People with anemia first heard the qi, but then they lost all qi, and the deep longing rippling in their eyes shows how important fresh blood is to them, and their faces are full of hunger and thirst.

"You said it!" the anemic man demanded reassurance.

"We can sign a magic treaty, or a spell or something." Heimdall said indifferently.

"Don't use the wizard's tricks, I believe you!" The anemic person finally failed to resist his appetite.

"Let's talk about it first. We only give 400 ml at most. Is there any more?" The most blood donation is this amount.

Two 400ml is not a lot.People with anemia also understand that it should not be too much, and there is no objection.

Heimdall glanced at him, "What are you doing here, hurry up!"

Mr. John almost didn't bring it up in one breath, but for the fresh "ketchup", he endured it.

"You come with me! This matter involves a wizard, and we must have a personal ID to be present." He couldn't see Heimdall's attitude that he had nothing to do with himself.

"Okay." Heimdall said simply.

Turning around and talking to the group of teenagers, the teenagers didn't know what to say for a while.Ke really wanted to go together, but he knew that even if he followed, he would be slowed down. The others had different thoughts, and the emotional reflections on their faces were very consistent, and they were all listless.Especially the disfigured teenager, with a constipated expression on his face, Heimdall optimistically defined his expression as "I don't want you to go, but I really want you to stay, and I want to say thank you for staying."

Heimdall had nothing special to say to these few, and turned to Ke Dao, "Late for work!"

Ke belatedly screamed and rushed out, Heimdall followed without saying a word, followed by the anemia man.Buta couldn't help following a few steps, but the disfigured boy grabbed her arm with such strength that Buta bit her lower lip in pain. Finally, she lowered her eyes with a blank expression.

Elegant classical music fluttered in his ears, but these musics were different from what Victor heard. They were softer, more soothing and smoother, and more sleep-inducing.

The crystal lamp on the top of the head is shining with colorful light, which is gorgeous and bright, but the color is too cold and hard, and it feels cold all over the body after staying for a long time, and it is particularly dazzling.

The sound of the decadent!Heimdall commented, pulling his eyes away from the pale-faced man and woman who were crooked together, because the woman suddenly turned her face, her eyes were sharp and frightening, without the slightest intoxication of indulging in the love between men and women.

The woman threw off the man who was chasing him, stood up without hesitation and walked towards Heimdall. Heimdall's face twitched slightly, and he hugged the anemic man with a fist. The anemic man almost threw him out excitedly. Light glanced at the same kind whose feet were frozen not far away, pursed his lips, and acquiesced that Heimdall hugged his thigh again to make a rescue.

"It deserves it!" The anemic person was bypassed by Heimdall just now, and now that he thinks about it, he feels that the gain is not worth the loss, but after all, he did not contradict his promise after thinking about the deliciousness of virgin blood.

"You did it on purpose!" Heimdall also looked unkind, and sent him to the Jiujiuya concentration area, so what if it wasn't intentional.

"Didn't you do it on purpose, we are mutual!" The anemic person scoffed at his accusation.

"I just want to see how vampires work!" Heimdall didn't deny it, but justified it.

The anemic person said with a half-smile: "You see, there are 'doing things' everywhere."

Heimdall doesn't want to quarrel with him, vampires are all fucking wretched masters!

"When are we leaving?"

At this moment, they are standing by an S-shaped bar. The anemic person is holding a goblet, which contains a bright red liquid. It is said that it is mixed animal blood, which tastes similar to human blood, and can temporarily relieve their thirst symptoms. .

"Let's go." The anemic man put down the cup he drank in one gulp, led Heimdall around the bar, and entered the small door behind the bar.

The room was dark, and the outlines of the furniture were indistinct. From the blurred shapes, it could be seen that the things here should be expensive.A faint white light cast a shiny oval on one wall.Heimdall squinted and found that the entire wall was covered with various photos, including color Muggle photos and black and white magic photos.

"John?" Heimdall felt something was wrong, and John didn't respond for a long time. At the same time, strange rustling sounds sounded all around, and the sense of crisis made Heimdall's hair stand on end.

The wand slipped into his hand, and the bang explosion caused the furniture in the room to explode, just like holding a submachine gun to sweep, and the pieces of furniture flew and splashed in the room.The whole room was like a large iron barrel that exploded inside, with muffled ping-pong-pong sounds.

The lamps emitting white light were broken during the raid, the only light source disappeared, and the room was plunged into darkness.

After a while, the earth-shattering event ended, and the strange feeling that made Heimdall uncomfortable disappeared in the sputtering.

Heimdall revoked the armor protection.

Fluorescent lights flickered on, and the house was in a mess as expected, nothing was intact, the walls pasted with gorgeous wallpaper were full of potholes, the wall coverings were peeling off in large areas, spots of blood crawled all over the walls and the ground, Terrible.

Heimdall raised his wand, and the light source was lifted upwards.

The vampires that were supposed to appear hung upside down from the ceiling one by one like bats, shivering under the fluorescent light - some vampires were obviously injured by the blast, and then reacted and grinned at Heimdall , with his fangs bared, it's a bit of an afterthought.

Without exception, they all had fierce faces, their eyeballs were extremely light in color, and the eye sockets were covered with unnaturally protruding blood vessels, making them appear to have deep eye sockets, blue eye circles, and a ghastly appearance. At first glance, they looked a bit ghostly dense.No matter how good the color is, it cannot conceal the true colors that run counter to human aesthetics, such as Veela, mermaid, werewolf, and Lusalka.

"May I let my friend go?" Heimdall looked like a nice man who can negotiate everything. If it hadn't been for what happened just now, perhaps these vampires would try to believe that he was as harmless as he appeared on the surface.

Fluorescent flashes shone on the other side, John was being firmly restrained by two vampires, huddled in a corner of the ceiling.The two vampires released their hands as soon as they were exposed to the light, and John fell back to the ground unharmed.

"Are you all right?" Heimdall asked.

In fact, what Heimdall meant was whether he was injured by our magic, and the anemic people misunderstood.

"It's okay." John sighed, playing a big game now.

These self-important companions of his are nothing more than wanting to show off to Strulusson. Wizards and vampires are not as peaceful as they are advertised on the surface.

"They, um, didn't mean to hurt you." John blushed when he said that.

Who knows, vampires are now victims, and they're talking about everything.Just now he said that every day should not be called the ground is not effective, if there is a chance, how can he stand here and listen to them say "We didn't mean to hurt you"? !

Perhaps Heimdall's face was ugly, but John didn't say such nonsense anymore.

"Okay, don't hide, I still have serious business, hurry up and get down to work!" Heimdall impatiently threatened, "If I don't come down again, I will blow up this building!" The protruding Jiujiu Yas are not far behind.

The big bats procrastinated, lest they might get ahead of them.

"I don't 'live forever' like you and Infernal Corpse, speed!"

Director Strulusong raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and a large bat fell down with a clatter.