HP's Foreign Land

The fireflies circled aimlessly under the thick night, and the halos as thin as hair drew arcs and intertwined behind them, looming among the tall and straight branches.The shadows of the lush and lush leaves are layered on top of each other, and the evening wind blows and sways to make a rustling sound. The gaps of different widths are opened at the layers, and a few stars in the sky can be glimpsed.fleeting.The gap is closed again, but it is no longer as dense as it was at the beginning, with strands of light and mottled blue seeping out.

The deep night is not black, but a kind of navy blue that seems to contain light and is ready to go, just waiting for the dawn to break through the sky, letting go of the old and absorbing the new.

Heimdall suddenly found himself sentimental, and stood alone by the forest in the middle of the night.In his concept, only poets or artists can interpret sensibility by squandering life.

Mrs. Krum, who tried to teach him to appreciate art, pointed at his nose and called him "vulgar". Heimdall did not object to this statement.Mrs. Crumb's natal family is well-off, and after marrying, she has no worries about food and clothing, and her taste is determined to a certain extent by her economic foundation.Even though Heimdall is also well-fed today, he has never thought of improving his taste, or made some efforts to improve his taste, even if he pretended to cater to him, so he did not object to Mrs. Krum's evaluation of him. In a way, he is indeed "vulgar".

But now, he really wants to prove something for the magnificence of nature that he accidentally bumped into.It was impossible for him to improvise, and it was always possible to recite something.When he searched his guts excitedly, looking for poems that could be borrowed to suit the situation, he regrettably found that the ink in his belly was obviously not enough, and none of them could come in handy.

The embarrassment lasted for three seconds...

Chief Stulusson’s piously looking up at a 45-degree angle quickly turned his normal gaze forward, turned around and wondered if he should report his safety again, and took out the magic mirror while thinking—so Stu Director Lu Song is an open minded person.

As soon as the mirror was taken out, Heimdall immediately realized the current time point, and just about to put it back, the mirror rippled circles and fainted, and Victor's face appeared in the mirror.

Heimdall was always excited, and he had just pretended to be a deep failure, and the frustrating end had not completely receded from his mind. At this moment, he was in harmony with the master.It turned out that Victor had been thinking about him and hadn't slept yet.

Heimdall felt he was cured.

【When are you coming back? ] Victor cut to the chase.

"I've already seen the roof of the manor." Heimdall raised the mirror and shook it at the manor hidden in the forest, as if he was afraid that Victor would not believe it, he said, "Did you see it? See it?" without?"

In fact, it was not true at all, but Victor still opened his eyes and told nonsense.

A black shadow leaped forward in front of him, and Heimdall was thrown straight at him. Before he could utter a scream, he found that the black shadow climbed up his body and finally landed on his shoulder.

are pods.

Heimdall's exclamation was stuck in his throat, and his face was flushed. Fortunately, his embarrassment was not obvious under the backlight.

【what happened? 】Victor's voice came out in a hurry from the mirror.

"It's okay, the pods startled me."

Victor heaved a sigh of relief, 【Come to my room later. 】

Heimdall ordered in a very deep tone: "Wait for me on the bed after washing."

The master laughed loudly at the other end of the mirror, and finally replied slowly, 【Honey, I'm already on the bed. ] Mr. Stulusson almost lost his composure. After finally suppressing the inner turmoil awakened by the master's teasing, he hurriedly hung up the "phone".

[I am No.1. ] Doudou cocked his tail proudly, and said this out of nowhere.

What do you mean?

Immediately afterwards, several flickering shadows appeared on the road ahead. As the outline of the image gradually became clear, Heimdall opened his arms with a smile on his face, showing a warm welcome.

Toffee and the others are happier running.

Little Bread, on the other hand, didn't hitch a ride with Little Bread, and strode desperately on the ground with her short legs. Toffee and Little Bread were taller than her, so they rushed to the front in no time. be discouraged.

"Where's the king?" Heimdall asked casually.

[It's sleeping. ] Pod said indifferently. [People from the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic came to patrol here again in the afternoon. It wandered around in the woods and almost clashed with them. You didn’t see how frightened those blood-sniffing dogs in Bulgaria were.The agents of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic did not know the identity of the king, and wanted to capture him back. If Victor hadn't come back to stop him in time, the necks of those agents would probably have been bitten off by him. ]

"Is it injured?" Heimdall asked hurriedly.

[I don't know... Probably not, I ate a lot at night, but] Pod hesitated. [Seems to be out of spirits. ]

At this time, Toffee rushed to the front first and jumped, and fell to the ground together with the cat under the exclamation of Heimdall and the exclamation of "meow" of the pod.Then his chest suddenly sank, Xiao Ba crawled over Toffee's back and jumped to Heimdall's chest, the heavy weight almost made him unable to lift it up.

Little Bread finally ran to the front, crying weakly like a little sheep.Little Bread is a female, still in infancy, her voice is thin and thin, unlike the naturally burly male, who has a rough prototype since she was a child, and although it is not deafening, it is very ear-piercing.

Little Bun jumped up like a ball of meat, and then fell to the ground with one buttock.Heimdall managed to remove Toffee and Xiaoba from his body, and gave the little bread a gap to get close to.

He picked up the bun, and the bun arched towards his neck, so Heimdall had to hold it higher. The child liked to stick to his neck since he was born, as if it gave him a sense of security.

Toffee and Xiaoba were excited when they saw Heimdall suddenly put on a serious face and ordered the pods to stand in front of them. The animals didn't know why, but they obeyed obediently.

"Why don't you go to bed?!" Director Sturlusson was sweet and then bitter again. He gave a candy earlier, and now he began to lecture.

Toffee, they all drooped dejectedly.

The pod is an old fritter, and he understands that Heimdall is just putting on a show. He can see the hot little eyes when he saw them just now and the surprise and surprise on the face of the pod cat.

The pods could recite just a few words over and over again, and as expected, Heimdall couldn't hold them up after a while, and he beckoned them back to the manor.

I went back to the room and looked at the king who was said to be listless. The latter seemed to be awake, and I was not surprised.Hulk is a very vigilant animal, they may not be noticed by human beings, but they cannot escape Hulk's eyes.

The king is lying on a long stone bench beside the lotus. The two sides of the stone bench are slightly wavy and curled downward, forming a cylindrical swirl on one side, like a roll of parchment pulled from the middle.There was a dark brushed blanket under the king's body, and it was flicking its tail seemingly bored.

There are a few water lilies floating on the dark green pool, and the king's tail continues to interfere with the fireflies leisurely circling on the water.

The king raised his head and glanced at him, and quickly lay back on his stomach.

"The life is too comfortable, aren't you used to it?" Heimdall sat on the ground beside the stone bench.

The king snorted.

Heimdall patted it, "Don't worry, I'll let you go back tomorrow."

One person and one animal stayed silent for a while, then Heimdall got up and patted his buttocks, "Let me show you."

According to the introduction of the pod cat, the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic knew it was wrong, and brought a magical animal therapist to examine it, and it would not let it get close.The king did not resist this time.

After a general look, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. I thought that I would talk about it with the animal training institution after taking it back tomorrow, and give it a detailed inspection.

"You refused to let you sign up, you have suffered a lot." Heimdall complained.

Hulk, who is on duty in the police force, wears a "dog tag" indicating his identity around his neck, which is a bit like a pet dog's collar. Heimdall's identity is not clear now. According to the above statement, the king has no identity or status with him.Later, I wanted to get a temporary certificate to hang up, but was rejected by the king.I heard that it does not hang this when it is with the original owner.

While being played by Heimdall, the king had to listen to his nagging, which made him a little bored.Hunting Hulk is big and powerful, pushing Heimdall off guard with a slap and almost flipping him into the pool.Heimdall thought it was angry and didn't care about it.Perhaps the king wanted to do something to ease the atmosphere, so he glanced at Heimdall a few times, and found that he had a tigerish face, and he was unhappy.

One person and one animal broke up in a tense atmosphere.

After confirming that the animals were all safe and sound, Heimdall came to the bathroom holding the bun that he didn't let go of. He took off his robe and grabbed the short-sleeved T-shirt inside to move around. His eyes were sharp and flexible.Heimdall clasped its little head, and Little Bread was afraid that he would drop him, so he lay down even tighter.

Heimdall simply took it in the shower, and the girl screamed excitedly, but fortunately her throat was thin and her voice was not loud.

After quickly washing and tidying up, Stulu Song's head monkey rushed towards the master's boudoir.

The door was blocked by Peacock Blue.

"You peeked at me taking a shower!" Heimdall calmly pre-empted, and by the way, there was the girl. "You peeked at us taking a shower!"

Peacock Blue's body shook.

One person confronted one person and one animal for a while, and Heimdall deeply understood that he was not going to get out of the way. He freed one hand to take out the magic mirror and asked the master to come out and move the roadblock. It flew straight out like a small arrow, and hit Peacock Lan's body, showing its majestic power.

Animals are sometimes very sensitive, and Little Bread is Heimdall and Victor looking at the newborn baby together. Naturally, their feelings are extraordinary. They have long regarded the two as parents, so I don’t know where this came from. Peacock Lan, who was lying among her parents, didn't like it.The animals around Heimdall have long been aware of the existence of Peacock Blue, earlier than Heimdall perceived.After a period of observation, the danger of Peacock Blue was ruled out, and the vigilance gradually softened, leaving a safe boundary around him, as long as Peacock Blue did not cross the boundary.

Maybe Peacock Blue doesn't care about them, so everyone has been living in peace.

Only the little bread has the most intense aversion.

Although Little Bread was still a baby, after all, he followed Xiao Ba to witness killing in the wild, and it was not at all ambiguous when his paws fell.It's a pity that he is small in size, weak in strength, and weak in culling ability, so he was quickly restrained by Peacock Blue.

Sensing that Peacock Lan had a tendency to hurt the killer, Heimdall held his arm hard, and the feeling from under the fabric was stiff, showing unwillingness and resentment, and a bit of desperate cruelty.Heimdall squeezed harder.

Little Bread writhed uncomfortably in Peacock Blue's hands, but refused to show weakness and called out.Chimeramon's tough temper has flourished since childhood.

Heimdall's hands were getting stronger and stronger, with a bit of pressure, Peacock Blue's face hidden under the mask was slightly distorted.

ah!He screamed in his heart!He hated this man, this sanctimonious wizard named Heimdall Strulusson!

The gaze that Heimdall looked at him impartially reminded him of the breathless dullness he felt when he stood alone and helpless in the trial court many years ago, surrounded by solemn-looking judges.So disgusting, so merciless.

Peacock Blue thinks that the reason why he hates Heimdall Sturlusson is that besides being Victor Krum's sweetheart, the biggest reason is that in the near future, Sturlusson will join the wizard as a regular employee The judiciary, reading high-sounding slogans, holding a small banner of saving lives and healing the wounded, is honored to work with self-righteous justice, self-denial and public service, promote good and eliminate evil.

Such a pedantic and old-fashioned person would feel dull and tasteless when he thought about it, Victor actually regarded him as a treasure, and his mouth under the mask curled into a sneer.

Two hands stretched out from Peacock Blue's right back, and took the little bread from his hands. The little bread flinched in Victor's hand, and then cried out aggrieved twice.

Victor touched its little head, and it curled up in Victor's arms and remained motionless.

"Come in, what are you doing stupidly?" Victor waved to Heimdall in front of the half-open door.

Heimdall jumped over the immobile peacock blue like a pole, and followed the master into the door.

Victor watched with a smile as he ran in briskly, and when he turned back and closed the door, the expression on his face changed from spring blossoms to frozen miles.

Peacock Blue's neck was pierced with several bloody mouths by Little Bread's small sharp claws, which was still shocking against the exposed white neck and the gorgeous and fancy wizard robe.

Victor looked at his mask. "I don't remember that being in our contract."

Peacock Blue said, "You didn't say you couldn't stay here."

Victor's answer was to close the door.

In the room, Victor turned around and found that Heimdall was gone. Looking away, he saw that he was already lying on the bed, posing exaggeratedly, and hooking his fingers at himself.

Victor couldn't help laughing at his twitching expression that was pretending to be sexy.

The master walked over quickly, lay down on the bed, hugged his sweetheart in his arms, and gave a few savage mouthfuls.

Now that Xiao Bian was getting bigger, he actually realized that he was embarrassed, so he stopped squeezing the bed with them, and jumped out of bed to cuddle up on the sofa in front of the fireplace.

The master paused halfway through the kiss, and leaned into Heimdall's ear and said, "My bodyguard..."

At that time, Chief Strulusson was pouting, and couldn't help but pouted when he heard this: What a disappointment!

"He's out of his mind, right?" Heimdall commented unceremoniously.

Victor didn't know what he meant, thought he was trying to get away with it, and decided to express his attitude, "I will get him away, and you will be wronged."

"I'm not wronged." Heimdall said straightforwardly. "I don't have the same knowledge as people with brain problems. I think he's fine, keep him, don't fire him."

Victor couldn't understand, "Aren't you talking ironically?"

"Am I that boring?"

"Yes." The master did not hesitate.

Director Stuluson felt melancholy.

The master stopped doing it, "Are you not worried at all? You are not afraid that I will be..."

You are so beautiful!Heimdall gave him a hard look.

"There are countless people who miss you, and everyone is worried about whether I will live anymore?!" Heimdall decided to cut to the chase. "I let you stay because this peacock blue knows everything, and cares about you. Such a person is the best bodyguard. He will definitely value your life higher than the sky. Life is precious, is love more expensive, safety is in your hands, death is up to him.”

Victor didn't speak for a long while, and Director Sturluson was uneasy. Could it be that his shamelessness frightened him?

"Don't agree with my words?!" Heimdall suddenly thought of another possibility. "If you dare to do what you want, play the trick of stepping on two boats with me—" Before finishing speaking, the master hugged him, holding him and shaking him like a doll.

What do you mean?Heimdall was a little confused.

"You don't care about me." The master is still struggling with this.

"Nonsense!" Heimdall wanted to argue with him "face to face", but Victor refused to let him, and continued to shake and shake him.

"You don't even want to fight him?"

At this time, Heimdall suddenly recalled it, and grabbed the flesh around his waist, and the master froze, and let go of his hand.

"You already knew what he meant to you?!" Heimdall's face sank. "Knowing that people have bad intentions for you, but you still let yourself go, you are breaking the law knowingly, and the crime is aggravated!"

Victor rubbed his nose.

Heimdall narrowed his eyes, "Oh, I see, you just want to see my reaction, right?"

Victor smiled without denying it.

"It's useless to smirk." Heimdall said with a straight face. "I'm going to let myself go!" a room chief yelled.

"How dare you!" Victor suddenly suppressed his smile.

Double standard! ! !

"As long as you can flow by yourself, I can't?!" Heimdall said angrily. "Of course I'm not as good as you, but don't think I'm not famous, let me tell you, I also have suitors!"

As soon as Victor's arms tightened, Heimdall's waist fell into the master's control. The master stared at him straight in the face, without saying a thousand words. The head of a certain room who was still arrogant just now He was wilted, only daring to murmur softly.

Even though Chief Strulusson seems to be a scumbag, he can't hide the inner nature of his wife's strict management.