HP's Foreign Land

As soon as Heimdall flew into the woods, he regretted it. The ambient light was too dark, and the distribution of trees was uneven. He had to avoid and choose another path before flying a few meters, so he might as well run with his legs.In addition, the animal is well aware of the surrounding environment, and Heimdall has tried his best to use the power of "Eagle Eye" to keep an eye on it, but it is still easily pulled away by it, and it is gone. trace.

The white falcon flew forward for a while, and when it was sure that it had lost track, it stopped on a branch and called depressedly. The sharp call was particularly bleak in the desolate pine forest in winter.

Toffee and the others quickly came to the tree where it was staying, and ran out again in a blink of an eye. Heimdall fell to the ground and shouted at their backs.

"Beware of traps! If you can't catch up, come back first, let's make a long-term plan!"

Animals can know what is meant by a long-term plan, a group of big guys swept out aggressively, and disappeared in the dark woods ahead in the blink of an eye.

Heimdall was a little apprehensive at first, but then he thought that no matter how much he ran, he would not be able to get out of the range of the German school. He turned around and flew out of the woods, and turned to the dormitory tower.What he didn't know was that they had "jumped over the wall" as early as last year.

Taking advantage of the impression of the animal's appearance in his mind, he rushed to the desk after returning to the dormitory tower, took out his notebook and pen and began to sketch it clumsily.

Doudou was startled by the gust of wind, and jumped onto the desk to watch him bury his head in his work with a tangled expression.The pod cat stared intently at the thing gradually taking shape under the pen.

[What are you drawing?Goblin? ]

Heimdall paused with his right hand, raised his head, and looked at the drawing paper hesitantly.

"This one looks like a goblin?"

[Not exactly like...]

Heimdall breathed a sigh of relief.

[Also a bit like a house-elf, a leprechaun, or something related to a swallowtail dog. ]

"Really?" Heimdall held up the paper and glanced at it critically, then dropped the pen in frustration. "I think I am smart and unparalleled in the world, but I lack some artistic skills. How perfect would I be!"

The pods have become numb to nature, [what's going on?I thought you guys still had a while to exercise. ]

"I lost my ring."

The pod cat froze for a moment, then turned to look at the ring finger of his left hand, where two ring marks were left bare.

[How did you lose it? ]

He didn't seem to be very surprised or anxious when he found it. Heimdall felt a little annoyed as if he couldn't find a common language. In the past, the pod had a special connection with him.

Heimdall pouted, "Aren't you worried? That's Jolf's ring."

[It is you who should be worried, is it useful for me to worry again? ] Pod still maintains his sharp fighting power. [The ring cannot be lost. ]

"How do you know?" Heimdall's eyes lit up. "Do you know something? It's the animal that stole my ring. What is that? I've never seen it!"

[There are so many things you haven't seen! ] The bean pod cat vomited badly, but he was a little hesitant to talk about him and refused to respond positively.

Heimdall didn't mind at all. Although it spoke harshly, most of it was true.My heart was filled with the matter of losing the ring, and I didn't notice the black cat's avoidance of this issue for a while.

Listening to Heimdall describe it for a long time, what color is like moss, big bat-like ears, flat nose bridge, round eyes, hairy arms and backs of hands, four thin fingers protruding from the palm, big feet, The nails are black, like hooks, and the belly bulges out...

"That's right!" At the end, without waiting for the black cat to give some clues, he realized it by himself. "Do you think it could be a horned snoring beast?!" Then he hesitated again. "But it has no horns..."

"What's the difference?" Leon yawned and came out of the bathroom.

Heimdall stretched out his left hand, pointed vigorously with his right hand, and looked like he was about to cry.

"My ring was robbed."

Bonasera sat behind his small desk, looking proudly at the group of students who came to report the situation. His eyes slid back and forth on their faces, and he often stayed at Heimdall for half a day. Immediately turn back, and so on.

He thought he didn't show any signs, but in fact, Chief Sturluson had noticed it a long time ago, but he didn't want to meet his eyes. Once he entered the hatred range of this guy, if he didn't put him down immediately, he would be kited.Heimdall came to report the loss, not to fight monsters and upgrade.

The students see that the president of the student union is getting more and more displeasing to the eye. We all lost things to report the crime, and our hearts are cold like winter. You are deliberately against us in spring, right? !A group of owners secretly gritted their teeth.

Little did he know that Bonasera, who had committed public outrage, quickly abandoned his work and insisted on getting a hand in the loss report. He asked every student to write down the lost things and where they were lost on a piece of paper.When it was Heimdall's turn, Bonasera thought it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, picked up the notebook and glanced at it.

"Lost the ring? That's terrible!" Bonasera yelled in such a panic, as if Heimdall had lost his child.

Heimdall curled his lips, "Yeah, it's terrible, when can you help solve it?"

"This is going to go according to plan..." The vice chairman was about to emphasize one, two, three, four, five, but was overthrown by Bonasera.

"I'll send someone to solve it right away!"

"Not yet registered..." the vice-chairman said again.

"Then hurry up, why dawdle!" Bonasera took it for granted.

The vice chairman immediately put on a constipated face, and Heimdall felt a little sympathy for him, but it was his own fault.Bonasera finally compromised on the enthusiasm of the sixth-grade brother who had fought against him "regardless of past suspicions"; in the end, he still failed to fulfill his vowed promise to Heimdall; in the end, he handed over the position of vice-chairman to a He used to be the "ugly monster" who wanted to vomit just looking at it.

In the end, Heimdall did not join the student union.

"We have to follow the rules step by step. There are rules to follow." The vice chairman tried to reason with Bonasera.

"I am the chairman, I have the final say!" Bonasera slammed the table hard.

The vice chairman showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and Bonasera didn't realize that the other party's mood was as bitter as Huang Meitian's.

Finally, under the rational and patient persuasion of all the student officers, Bonasera compromised before everyone collapsed.

He sent Heimdall outside, refused to leave for a long time, and said with an unhappy face: "This student union chairman is really boring!" He thought that the student union chairman was the head of the whole school. , None of the unambiguous YY screens were realized, and Bonasera felt that the chairman was more useless than ordinary students.

He grabbed Heimdall, who was looking straight ahead and pretending to be deep, insisting that the other party look at him.

"I think the vice chairman is more popular than the chairman. You see, I have to listen to him in everything. I might as well be the vice chairman. What do you think?"

Heimdall stared at him for a long time, until the slow-witted Bonasera looked furious, and then he turned his eyes contentedly.

"The vice chairman looks at the scenery, but you are the one who signed and released it. If you don't put pen to paper on his proposal, he has nothing to do."

Bonasera's eyes lit up, "Yes! What you said makes sense! I'm the one who guards the gate!" He looked enlightened.

"Rigrig, you are still thinking about me," Bonasera began to think wildly again. "I'll remove that ugly monster when I go back, how about letting you be the vice chairman?!"

"Okay." Heimdall nodded.

Bonasera patted him on the shoulder with a smile on his face, turned around and walked away excitedly.

Heimdall looked at his back and shook his head. He believed that this was definitely impossible, not to mention that the vice-chairman would not agree, but with Bonasera's "forgetful" personality, as long as the slick vice-chairman casually fooled around Why, he definitely doesn't remember what he said today.Or, when he was so insisting on having the vice chairman and not himself, Bonasera had promised well at that time, but he had forgotten it in the end.

This guy has no constancy at all, and Heimdall has learned not to expect anything from him, otherwise he might not be able to understand why he vomited blood.Heimdall felt that the vice-chairman really dug a hole for himself. If he was reluctant to be the vice-chairman, he would have to do everything possible to please Bonasera. Whimsy, but also guard against his idea of ​​cutting himself off at any time.

Thinking of this, Heimdall chuckled, Carlo was right, they were a good match.

After finishing the afternoon class, Heimdall rushed to the cafeteria to stuff something randomly, then rushed into the experimental research room, and tried to calmly give Zug homework and experiments.When doing the experiment, he deliberately chose the one that was easy to operate, so as not to be affected by his restlessness.

I usually don't notice it when it's there, but when it's gone, I can't help but touch my ring finger.

Putting the control devices removed from the broom into the special black box one by one, Heimdall closed the lid and grabbed the goggle-like glasses from his face.

Zug, who witnessed the whole process of dismantling, said excitedly, "Is this all right?"

"Yes." Heimdall handed him the box. "Please run an errand and send this to the broomstick research room." He picked up the form on the side again. "Let the head of the department check it out and sign it. If he pays the money in person, he must..."

"Be sure to count clearly in front of them." Zug patted his chest. "You have emphasized it many times, and I remember it."

Heimdall smiled.

"Director, are you in a bad mood?" Chu Ge felt that he seemed not in a good mood.

"Well, I lost a ring, and that ring is very important."

"Did Shi Gong give it to you?" Zuge looked suddenly enlightened.

"No...it's okay."

Zug looked puzzled.

Heimdall waved his hand, "Go, go, you don't have to come back after delivery, go back and do your homework."

After Heimdall came out of the castle, he had the urge to run to the pine forest to check the situation again, but he still didn't do that. The sky was so dark that it was not conducive to in-depth search, so he had to get up tomorrow morning and go look again.

After making up his mind, he hurried to the bedroom tower.

As a result, the toffees gave him a big surprise. They caught the thing, but there was only one breath left.

When he returned to the dormitory, he found that Leon hadn't come back. He wasn't surprised. He saw all the animals crowded in front of the fireplace, so he walked over curiously.

"what happened?"

Little Bun ran back and rubbed his trouser leg, Heimdall wanted to hug it, but Little Bread avoided his hand, bit his trouser leg and pulled him towards the fireplace.

The toffee and the others also turned around one after another. Looking at the bright firelight, the dying animal in front of the fireplace left him dumbfounded.

"You...how?" The animals made way for him spontaneously, and Heimdall quickly walked over and squatted down.

The little animal was lying on an embroidered pillow covered in blood, probably these guys came up with a way to make it as comfortable as possible.Heimdall touched it cautiously. He thought it was dead for a long time, and finally it twitched slightly.

still alive!Heimdall was relieved.

A few big guys poked their heads behind him, and Heimdall felt that it was not easy for them to remember to save his life, so he turned around and hugged them one by one without saying anything.The animals were comforted by him, and the restlessness infected by him gradually subsided.

"Where's the ring? Didn't you see my ring?" Heimdall pointed to his ring finger, and circled his finger again.

The king shook his head first. Hulk had received search training, and he did not see anything else when he caught the animal; Toffee rushed out without knowing what was going on. Fortunately, he had a sensitive brain and knew how to catch the animal. It can't be wrong; Xiaobao and Xiaobayan are both in a daze, and they are soy saucers.

Heimdall was disappointed, and turned around to look at the little robber. He couldn't let it die, he had to try to make it live, otherwise how would he find the ring?

Heimdall got up and walked to his desk, opened the second drawer, and took out a small medicine box from it.

Regarding the dosage of medication, Heimdall carefully chose to refer to the reduction mentioned in the textbook, and try to reduce the dosage of the medication without knowing what kind of animal the other party is. After a period of observation, if there is no major Rejection can be added as appropriate according to the injury.

After applying ointment to its wound and wrapping it in gauze, Heimdall took out a ruler and measured the length of the little robber, about 60 centimeters.Finding a potion with a mild effect, Heimdall inhaled the potion with the straw that used to feed the little bread, and then gently opened the little robber's mouth.

Unexpectedly, the little robber had a strong sense of vigilance, biting his mouth to death while unconscious. Heimdall didn't dare to use force for fear of breaking it.

What?

He thought for a while, stroking its back lightly like he used to feed the restless Bun, after a few times it suddenly reacted, and his body was not as tight as before.Heimdall continued his efforts, and the two tightly clenched little paws loosened.Then there was no new breakthrough for a long time. He pondered for a while, trying to comb the fine fluff along the outline of its big ear, and the little robber unconsciously moved towards his hand.

"Be obedient, open your mouth, and it won't hurt after taking this medicine." Heimdall didn't know how to communicate with it, so he had to speak human language.

[Shut up! ] The pods popped out of nowhere.

Heimdall closed his mouth reflexively, and the little robber's muscles tensed again because of his voice, and the fluff on his ears seemed to stand up.

[Look, it’s just the opposite, it’s not human, and talking to it will only subconsciously make it more fearful. ]

"What should I do?" Heimdall looked at the pod expectantly.

The animals who had been silently watching all this also looked at the pods.

[Didn't your textbook teach it?Animals are mostly active, and generally only make sharp sounds under special circumstances such as estrus and warning. ]

"My voice is not sharp at all..." Heimdall mumbled and lowered his head.

He sat on the sofa with the little robber in his arms. In order not to irritate it anymore, Heimdall gave up the idea of ​​asking Bread and Toffee to borrow a blanket, and took out one of his own bath towels. Heimdall usually used it to wipe his hair after taking a bath. This towel wraps the little robber.

Putting the little robber on his lap, holding the straw in one hand and continuing to smooth its hair with the other, it gradually relaxed, but Heimdall became nervous, staring at its mouth intently.

I don't know how long it took, Heimdall's hand slowly moved around its mouth, bit by bit its chin, and it was still motionless at first, but as time went by, Heimdall obviously felt the touch softened, so Continuing to smooth the hair patiently, time slipped for another period of time, and this time he didn't use much effort to make it open its mouth slightly.

Heimdall quickly squeezed the potion, and then quickly closed its mouth.

Of course the potion didn't taste as good as the fruit juice, in fact it tasted ecstasy.The little robber struggled in pain, trying to spit out the contents of his mouth. Heimdall dragged its chin vigorously to prevent it from opening its mouth, and stroked its head with the other hand. The little robber’s struggling movements gradually tended to Gently, until completely quiet.

Heimdall found that as soon as his hand left it, its body would curl up unconsciously. After thinking about it, he hugged it close to him.

After doing this and finding that it didn't resist at all, Heimdall winked at the pod in a blink of an eye, looking relieved.

The pod cat raised its tail, looking triumphant.

At an angle that Heimdall could not see, the little robber opened his eyes and quickly closed them again.

The next morning, Mr. Stulusson stared at the empty pillow with a small face. The ring was not brought back, and the medicine, ointment, gauze, and bath towel were pasted upside down!

The little robber actually took his towel too!

Heimdall turned to look at the pocket watch lying on the other side of the pillow, staring lifelessly at the silver case that was shining even in the dark, sighed after a while, and said to himself that maybe it wasn't really such a robber.