HP's Foreign Land

The little robber couldn't stay in the pool any longer, his fellows were not as courageous as him, and they all hid behind the scattered rocks, watching Heimdall "trampling" the pile of gold and silver jewels, the little robber rushed out of the pool, Hugging Heimdall's thigh at once, pulling Heimdall almost rolled off the mountain of gold and silver and fell into the mud.

Heimdall leaned on the golden mountain, swayed his legs, and failed to throw the little robber away. Thinking of its small fangs, Heimdall thought it should be a long-term plan.

"Have you never been in?"

The little robber's little head was raised, with a question mark on his face.

"That's not an ordinary stone wall, there's something behind it."

As soon as the little robber's eyes lit up, he immediately let go of Heimdall's thigh, danced in front of his eyes, and kept chirping. After a while, his fellows ran out from behind the stone after hearing his scream, hesitating. Surrounded up.

Soon, Heimdall was surrounded by chirping chatter one after another. He silently watched the huge bandit family with a blank expression on his face.

"What are you trying to tell me?"

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"...Then let me guess, if it's right, you can chirp once, if not, you are allowed to chirp twice, but don't keep chirping, my ears can't stand it."

chatter.

"You know what's in there?"

chatter.

"You don't go in because you dare not go in?"

Chacha, chacha.

It's like a small chorus, and it's quite neat.

"...You don't know how to get in?"

chatter.

"what is inside?"

The robber families fell silent, and Heimdall carefully considered their expressions, as if they were about to keep silent. Could there be any secrets here?

"Is it dangerous?"

The robbers looked at each other.

"...No? Does the stuff inside have anything to do with your pile of jewels at the door?"

The robbers scattered.

Heimdall gritted his teeth, these little villains are old and bad, they ran away if they didn't want to answer.He turned around and found that the little robber hadn't slipped away. Heimdall looked at it and said, "I already gave you my branded towel, how could you do this!" He saw clearly just now that the little robber used his towel The towel was being washed in the pool, and Director Sturluson hadn't washed it himself.

The little robber tightened the towel around his belly, and stared at him vigilantly, making Heimdall dumbfounded.

"How about this?" Heimdall unbuttoned his robe, took off the silver tie clip on his tie, and waved his hand at the little robber.

"How about this one? Flash it? If you tell me, I'll leave the tie clip by the door."

With the stingy nature of Mr. Stulusson, of course he would not bring priceless gadgets with him. Although this tie clip is made of silver, it is exquisite in workmanship. Very eye-catching, the little robber hasn't taken his eyes off the tiepin since just now.

"You tell me, and I'll put it down." Heimdall made a downward gesture.

The little robber chirped.

Director Sturlusson is very hard, terribly, how to solve the language barrier between the two of them?

The little robber looked at him affectionately, and Heimdall stared at him. After a while, he said decisively, "Just tell me if there is any danger in the stone wall!"

Chacha, chacha.

No answer.

"No danger?"

chatter.

"Magic has been artificially applied to this, right?" Heimdall turned around and stepped on the mountain of gold and silver, stroking the stone wall. The texture of the wall is not good, but it is smoother and more delicate than ordinary rough stone walls.It would be nice if the pods were here, and Heimdall missed the pods' ability to see magic at the moment.

chatter.

Heimdall stared at the stone wall, then stepped back, slid down the mountain of gold and silver, and retreated slowly.I just felt something suddenly come out of my hand, the tie clip was snatched by the little robber, and was carefully placed on the mountain of gold and silver. Heimdall had no time to care about it at the moment, and fell into deep thought.

"Let me see what you are!" He drew out his wand, aimed at the stone wall, and released a spell.

The magic flashed a faint orchid light, like a bolt of lightning, hitting the stone wall, like a water column colliding with a calm lake, ripples appeared on the stone wall immediately, and when everything subsided, the stone wall suddenly changed, and an empty surface appeared made a painting.Heimdall stared with his mouth wide open for a while, then frowned again, why is this painting so messy?

Chief Sturlusson felt melancholy and couldn't understand.

He began to walk around the stone wall, and Heimdall honestly did not believe that the purpose of this stone wall was to present an abstract painting to the world.Thinking of this, he took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time. It was five minutes before seven o'clock.

Drawing, puzzle?

Heimdall, who was lost in thought, quickly ran back to the stone wall, stroked it a few times, and then raised his wand and waved a blood-red "enter" in the air. As soon as the characters composed of ancient runes approached the stone wall, a flat picture suddenly appeared With the slight fluctuation, Heimdall was refreshed, as long as he had a reaction.

The little robber stood aside and watched him chatter like a lunatic, he was happy and depressed for a while, the stone wall flickered and dimmed for a while, the little robber had changed from standing to sitting, and then lying on his stomach. Finally, it decided, Go to the bath pool and rub for a while.Those of the same kind who seem to run away have actually been hiding behind the rocks to monitor Heimdall's every move. This bandit family lives in comfort and has no natural enemies around. Apart from stealing chickens and dogs, they usually don't do the work of guarding the wind. After a long time, they also Impatient.

At the same moment when all the members of the bandit family jumped into the pool to take a bath, the stone wall suddenly shone brightly, and everything around them was absorbed by this light, and the eyes were completely white.The robbers screamed and dived into the water, and waited for the light to dim before they came out of the water. After a while, someone chirped, and the robbers discovered that the human was gone... After a while, They also found that there was one missing in the family.

Just like what he experienced in the dream, he was directly "sucked" in by a force. The difference from the dream was that there were no little robbers at that time.Heimdall pulled the little bandit who didn't know when he jumped up behind him and hugged his thigh at the moment the light burst out from his leg.

The little robber let out a cry of dissatisfaction, and in the blink of an eye, he leaned up again, snuggling close to his leg.

Heimdall sneered, it turned out that it also knew to be afraid.Raising the wand, the tip of the wand released a ball of white light, and a person and an animal opened their mouths in this tall and wide space.

It's really big inside...

A simple and primitive grotto, the ground is uneven, stones of different shapes are scattered in the grotto, and there are traces of artificial carving on the stone wall.Heimdall groped forward, bypassing several stone blocks of different heights, and approached one of the stone walls.

The handwriting on it has been blurred, and the pattern is vaguely discernible. It seems to be a dragon. Because it is not finished, only the outline of the dragon has been chiseled out. Heimdall wanted to take a closer look, but the scream of the little robber came from behind him.

The little robber stood and jumped under a stone wall in the grotto. Heimdall walked towards it in amazement and saw it climbing up vigorously. Unfortunately, the stone wall was flat and there was nowhere to stand. It fell down two meters.The anxious little robber stomped his feet.

Heimdall stepped back, trying to figure out why it was a copycat gecko, and when a row of dead branches emerged from the top of the stone wall, the scene was in line with the dream again.

"Stop barking! Headache!"

Heimdall let out a low shout, and calmed down the little robber. Sure enough, he stopped yelling and obediently ran to Heimdall's feet.

Heimdall hesitated, "I'll go up and have a look, you stay here and don't move."

Before the words were finished, the white light suddenly disappeared. The sudden darkness made the little robber shrink his neck, and there was a sound of flapping wings. After a while, the white light lit up from above his head.

The little robber danced with joy, and the human being was able to go up, and he had some respect for Heimdall in his heart.

At this moment, Chief Stulusson, who was on the top of the stone wall, covered his forehead and howled softly. He really asked for trouble. When the light dimmed just now, he didn't pay attention, didn't grasp the distance, and bumped his head against the stone wall. The little robber heard The clear flapping of its wings was actually the white falcon touching a wall.

Heimdall pressed his forehead with one hand, raised his wand with the other, and was shocked afterwards.

A large pool of white bones.

He bent down to pick up one of the bones, which was actually thicker than a rolling pin, and compared with it, it was longer than a thigh.The white bones were covered with dead branches and rotten leaves. Heimdall looked around and found it difficult to get down, a bit like a nest made by some kind of animal.He looked at the bone in his hand, could it be this one?Thinking of this, he quickly put his bones back.

When he looked up, he saw a strange bulge of bones in front of him. Heimdall stood on the spot and looked around. The bulge was covered by bones and dead branches and leaves, so he couldn't see clearly.Out of careful consideration, Heimdall didn't touch it, turned around and flew down.

The little robber chirped and pointed upwards.

"You want me to take you up there?"

chatter.

"Wait a minute, I just saw there is a room in the back from the top." In the dream, Pod and Pod's father appeared in the inner room.

With an inexplicable expectation, Heimdall strode around the not-so-narrow stone wall.

To his disappointment, except for a strange narrow stone tablet that also appeared in the dream, the room was empty.

Of course, Heimdall chuckled, laughing at his whims.

He walked to the stele, wiped the depression on the stele with his hand, and found that there were words on it, Heimdall turned to another stele, which also had writing, and then he walked through all the steles in the room, leaving writing on each one , but of varying lengths.

He stopped in front of the stone tablet near the entrance, and Dad Pod seemed to be sitting under this stone tablet back then.

Heimdall stopped and watched, and heaved a sigh of relief after a minute. These writings are composed of ancient rune characters, and they should be able to be read as long as it takes time. Moreover, these writings are just so open, and they do not appear in the form of any kind of code. , On these steles, the ancient magic text was used as a kind of recorded text.

Heimdall took out a pen and paper, and scribbled and changed on the notebook with the fluorescent light flashing.

The little robber became impatient again, and ran outside to continue trying to copy the wall-climbing tiger, but he didn't know what was attracting it.

"...We, hunting, camellia? No, no, that's not the case..." He crossed out the sentence, "Stone, hunting, us? Not..." Another line, "Stone, stone tablet, yes, stone tablet, The stele will...the stele will want us...the stele will be used by us? The stele will be used by us!"

Heimdall jumped up excitedly.

"Firelight? Beetles? Um... beetles dancing? It doesn't seem to be..."

Heimdall was thinking hard, and unconsciously forgot the time. The little robber tried repeatedly without getting discouraged, but finally failed to overcome the gravity.It came into the room dejectedly, and was surprised to find that Heimdall used his magic wand to paint golden rays of light on the stele, and those rays of light melted into groups of wonderful characters and merged into the stele.

"...The six of us built this stone chamber in the depths of the mountain with reverence and enthusiasm," Heimdall turned to the next stone tablet, "...the land of the dragon's breath will be reborn in our hands," and the next one, "We have built six stone monuments that are capable of connecting the past and the present," the next one, "these heavy stones will be used by us," the next one, "their mission carries our love for Durmstrang, and we hope It can gain eternity," the next root," time will unravel its most mysterious veil before our eyes. In order to avoid the resulting disputes, we decided to elect an unveiler who will become the spokesperson of time, the only one Spokesperson of the world, a spokesperson that even we cannot erase." The last one, Heimdall came to the innermost stone tablet with the strangest shape that could be called a pillar.

"Friends, I am about to embark on a mysterious journey. The future is uncertain, and fortune and misfortune depend on each other, but I have no fear. I believe that as long as I try my best, I will be able to reach the door that cannot be pushed. After returning, I will I will say to you: 'I caught up with the moon and picked up the star."

Heimdall raised his eyebrows, and the six sages spoke politely.

Suddenly, the scream of the little robber sounded, and there was only a buzzing sound, and the six pillars surrounding him made a piercing sound at the same time. The little robber rushed towards him, grabbed him at a critical moment and stretched out hand.

The sharp chirping stopped abruptly, and the cave returned to silence. One person and one animal disappeared.

A series of changes in the situation and the weather are fleeting, quietly hiding in the dark.

Heimdall stood there foolishly with the little robber in his arms, everything finally calmed down, the dizziness was no longer around, and they looked around cautiously.The little robber jumped out of Heimdall's arms and ran out furtively, but when he heard a voice, he was so frightened that he turned around and rushed back behind Heimdall, hugging his calf.

Heimdall was dumbfounded at the surrounding steles. These steles were as spotless as if they had been remanufactured. The new sharp edges and corners irritated the eyes of Mr. Sturluson.Looking around carefully, it seemed that it was not the same as what he saw before, especially at this brightness. He raised his head and saw lantern-like lighting fixtures wrapped in animal skins embedded in the stone wall above.

The little robber plucked at his trousers, and the voice outside was getting closer and closer. Heimdall quickly got down, followed the little robber and squatted behind a stone with a weaker shielding function. After thinking for a while, he transformed into a white falcon , so that the footprint is reduced.

After a while, the group of wizards who spoke in an unintelligible language entered the room one after another. Although the light from the leather lantern above their heads was far less bright than the incandescent lamp, it was still enough for Heimdall to see the faces of the group of people clearly. At the same time, Chief Strulusson was talking to himself, what are you hiding from? !You are an orthodox student who has paid tuition, so what is there to hide!

In the blink of an eye, his eyeballs froze as if paralyzed.

solar!Heimdall's little heart cupped his face and screamed in his body.

Two, two sages?And that bearded... Great Sage?

Until now, he didn't really understand what those seemingly gibberish words really meant.The unveiler of time, the spokesperson of time... The question is, since the six sages had already elected the "only spokesperson", and even they could not erase it, why did the time converter activate under his influence?

Heimdall, who was full of doubts and terrified by inadvertently touching a time travel, stared at the six uncles who were having a lively conversation, feeling in a trance for a while.

He should take Carlo's camera with him... Shall I pretend to be a student and get them to sign?He doesn't speak the language they're speaking though... well... what the hell are they talking about?

While Heimdall was thinking wildly, the six sages stopped talking for some unknown reason, and after making sure that they walked away, Heimdall changed back. He took out the book tremblingly, and tears streaming down his face as he read the words on it.

This is a memorable day. Director Stulusson secretly vowed to try to be a young literary and artistic youth after returning home, and write a diary every day. If such things are not written down, I will feel sorry for myself.

Then, he touched the small magic mirror that he carried with him, and an absurd idea was born in his mind. He lowered his head and tried to call his boyfriend.This morning's boyfriend should have some free time, he forgot that he's all dressed up now, so what's going on there is still up to him to think about?

The magic is that the mirror is connected after a short period of loading.

Victor appeared in front of the mirror with his toothbrush in his mouth, and Heimdall stared lifelessly at his boyfriend with a mouth full of white foam, mumbling to himself that this was unscientific.

【What's wrong?baby? 】Victor bared his teeth, foaming at the mouth.

"...do you know where I am now?"

【Not at school? 】

"Yes, it can be considered not."

Victor frowned in bewilderment, and the little robber screamed.

【what sound? 】

"Wait a minute." Heimdall shook off the thin chain on the mirror, hung it around his neck, carefully hid it in his robe, raised his wand, and walked out cautiously against the stone wall.

As a result, I saw the little robber yelling excitedly on the stone wall. The stone wall that I could not climb up just now can now go up. There is actually a steep stone ladder climbing on the stone wall. Heimdall can be 1996% sure that this stone wall was built in [-]. Back then it didn't exist.

Heimdall took out the mirror, and the master was still waiting there, but there was no toothbrush and foam.

【Where are you? 】The master found that his heart began to speed up unbelievably. This feeling happened at Hogwarts back then, when Heimdall was playing in the Forbidden Forest and met the werewolf on the night of the full moon... …Luckily there are no werewolves in the Durmstrang Mountains, and it's daytime.

Heimdall was about to answer when someone grabbed him by the back of the collar and lifted him down the stone stairs. Heimdall, who was yelling in his heart that something was wrong, didn't dare to struggle too much. He quickly turned around after his feet hit the ground. The reporter stared at him expressionlessly.

"You, hello..." Heimdall smiled.

The other party raised one eyebrow, his eyes were cold, as if looking at a dead person.

Heimdall swallowed, "I didn't come here on purpose, I'll go back to school right away." He turned his head and was about to go out as he was talking to himself, but the two sages grabbed him by the collar and dragged him away. return.

The two sages opened their mouths to spit out a series of words. Heimdall was silent for a moment, picked up the small mirror silently, looked at the boyfriend with an unbelievable face over there, and said dryly: "Can you understand?"

[Is this a kind of ancient Russian dialect?Where the hell are you?How could anyone still say such things now? ] "Can't you understand?"

[I don't understand, but the ancient Bulgarian language was originally one of the ancient Russian dialects, and it was only spelled in the book according to the characters handed down from the past... Now is not the time to discuss this!tell me darling where are you 】Heimdall turned over the mirror so that Victor could clearly see the tall and thin man who was very gentlemanly and didn't bother him talking to his boyfriend 囧囧.

"Victor, it's an honor to introduce to you, this is the second sage of Durmstrang College."

The two sages glanced at the glasses, such vivid demeanor, such sharp eyes, such indifferent and cold demeanor, cannot be fully expressed in a flat portrait.

The master was shocked.