HP's Foreign Land

I don't know how Victor dealt with his father. After that day, Plov disappeared from that corner, and Anna seemed to have forgotten about this person. Even if she heard or saw something that could be related to the heart-wrenching incident, It didn't show the slightest difference.Both Heimdall and Victor chose to lose their memory together, but her gaffe made them realize from the bottom of their hearts that she was not as open-minded and indifferent as she appeared.

Heimdall thought that Plov had gone home to reflect. Seeing that the final exam was approaching, as the German school students began to enter the abnormal period of preparation for the end of the school year, he received a notification from Heideggerak that he had passed the screening.The good news is that Ryan, who thought everything was hopeless, also received Beauxbaton's approval letter. On that day, the two of them held their respective notices and smiled at each other.

Everything seemed to calm down gradually, and when it gradually became peaceful, Victor's grandmother destroyed the illusion of calm and exposed the inner essence, and Mrs. Kroom came to the door in person.

She definitely didn't come to Heimdall, just like her eldest grandson made it clear, even if she came a thousand times, she couldn't shake Victor, whose wings were hardened, and couldn't let him be on the Heimdall issue Make concessions that are as small as the distance of a toenail.If she's going to start with Heimdall... To be honest, Mrs. Krum tried to give up this whimsical idea two years ago.

She came to find her daughter-in-law Anna. The old lady expressed her sincere indignation at the fact that her daughter-in-law ran away from home for many days and even did not know how to repent. To put it bluntly, she might have planned to come to Xingshi to question her, but it was Heimdall who opened the door. There is nowhere to vent his anger, and he can't vent his anger on others in the face of the polite and thoughtful Heimdall with a smile on his face.

Mrs. Krum pursed her lips and kept a serious face. She didn't know whether it was caused by the low temperature or the extreme bad mood. Her lips trembled a little. She said, "I'll find Anna and let her come out."

"She's not in good health. Otherwise, you'd better come in first."

Mrs. Krum gave him a white look. She didn't intend to let her in!

Heimdall was summoned by the house-elf, and it was Hina who told him about it, but it was Kreacher who sent the message to Hina, and I don't know what channel Kreacher got the news from. Mrs. Krum invited him to the Goblin Hotel before arriving in the ancient town of Kapok.

Heimdall didn't see Kreacher when he came over, but he believed that Kreacher must be hiding in a corner and watching what happened in the house all the time.

Mrs. Kroom was not in a hurry to take off her cloak after entering the door, but slowly scanned the mini-porch and the furnishings behind the open porch. From the old lady's undisguised expression, it could be seen that she was quite disapproving. The shabbiness of the house was beyond her expectation, maybe she was feeling sorry for her grandson, or maybe at that moment she had imagined some embarrassing life scenes that made people cry.

Mrs. Crumb has never been willing to face up to her eldest grandson's ability to work, and she has never been willing to face up to her eldest grandson's not weak temperament. As for those despicable, shameless, insidious, cunning and suspicious... Humans are inherently complex creatures, Stuart Matsushiro-chan alone is enough to know.

In the eyes of the old lady, Victor is still the weak and sickly boy who needs patient care, meek and sensible, so she does not understand her grandson's "rebellion" and repeatedly disobeyed her for a boy. Maybe the old lady doesn't know, or refuses. Face up, but unwilling to know, unwilling to face up, just like in the eyes of parents, no matter how old they are, children will always be children.

While Mrs Krum was imagining the hardships of her grandson, Heimdall was surprised by another unexpected visitor.

He seemed a little cowering, always looking down with his head down, looking up at people, and dodging away when he caught someone's gaze.He had pale skin, dark chocolate-colored hair, narrow and narrow eyes, with puffy eyelids, a tired face, a nicely shaped nose, and well-defined lips. Overall, he was a pretty little boy.At first glance, it looks somewhat similar to Plov, presumably the mother who has already taken the money and flew away is quite pretty.

As soon as Mrs. Krum noticed the way Heimdall looked at the boy, she rushed to say, "This is Boy."

Heimdall nodded. Maybe his eyes gave away what he wanted to say, or maybe Mrs. Kroom thought so. She said again, "There is no one at home, so I brought him out."

There is really no silver 300 taels here, how could there be no one at home, Weiding, Daisy, Bernick, and even Plov, they all ran out before the old lady went out by chance?Daisy and Vidin also have to take care of their youngest daughter, so they usually don't go out for too long.

Well, there are two possibilities. First, Mrs. Kroom is worried about her second son. This possibility is unlikely. Does the old lady know her son well? Besides, Vidin and Daisy are not like that kind of people; Willing to stay in Kroom's old house...

Mrs. Crumb is really ingenious in bringing her son's child born with a woman outside to see her daughter-in-law who ran away from home. Is she coming to see people, or is she annoying?

This seemingly timid boy, from just now until now, didn't even give him a face. He has been sitting behind the old lady, squinting at people, as if he was afraid that Heimdall would swallow him.

"Boy, say hello to Mr. Sturluson." Mrs. Krum is a woman who pays attention to etiquette. No matter how much she doesn't like Heimdall, she can't lack the etiquette she should have.

Boy's head was buried lower, and he clutched Mrs. Krum's cloak so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

A look of impatience flickered in Mrs Crumb's eyes, but she didn't slap Boyie's hand away.

Heimdall noticed that although the boy was wearing a new cloak, it was obviously not suitable for the Durmstrang Mountains. It was too thin, and although it was embellished with beautiful patterns, it was flashy for the harsh mountain climate.

Heimdall sighed inwardly, and stopped the old lady's harsher words.

Mrs. Krum probably also realized that she would be the only one who would lose face if this went on like this, so she took a deep breath and adjusted her state.

"Where is Anna? Where is it?"

Is she planning to condescend to visit her daughter-in-law?Heimdall is happy to see it happen.

"She's on the second floor. I'll call her. You wait in the kitchen."

"kitchen?"

"Sorry, there's no living room here, just make do with it," Heimdall said. "I'll pour you tea. The tea is brought back by Victor. It's delicious."

Hearing the name of the eldest grandson, the old lady's mood went up like a roller coaster.

"Is he all right?"

"Very good. He has passed the basic examination for the bronze medal referee. If he passes all the follow-up spot checks, he is ready to hit the silver medal next year."

Although Mrs. Crumb didn't quite understand the Quidditch referee's examination mode, she could roughly understand what Heimdall said after hearing what Heimdall said.

"Where is Victor's room? Quickly show me." Lian Yi looked at Heimdall pleasingly.

Heimdall glanced at Boyi, and the old lady understood immediately.

"Boy, grandma will leave for a while, can you stay here obediently?" Mrs. Kroom said as pleasantly as possible.

Boi was silent.

Mrs. Krum asked again at the top of her voice, and when her patience had almost run out, Boye nodded and Mrs. Krum smiled.

"Good boy."

"Kreacher, take care of Master Boy." Heimdall pointed the boy in the direction of the kitchen. He didn't know if the boy who had been squinting at him saw it, and he led the old lady up the stairs.

"Kreacher?" asked Mrs Crum.

"My father sent a house elf to take care of Anna. She is not in good health, and Victor is worried."

The old lady's expression became embarrassing, obviously she hadn't thought about it at all.

Heimdall led Mrs. Krum to the door of the big bedroom, "This is Victor and my room."

"Victor and yours?" The old lady raised her voice.

"We live together."

Mrs Crum's expression was subtle.

Heimdall guessed that she would not want to go in again, so he pointed to another door, "Anna's room."

When he walked into the kitchen, he felt a black shadow flashing past his eyes. He took a closer look and saw that the boy was sitting at the table, with his head lowered, as if he was pondering the texture on the table.In front of the boy was a pot of tea and a teacup emitting white smoke.

Is it so scary to be yourself?Heimdall thought to himself, just be curious if you are curious, and he didn't stop him from messing around in the kitchen.

"Want something to eat?"

It took the boy a long time to raise his head, looking at Heimdall cautiously.

Impatient to stare at him, Heimdall slowed down and said directly, "Kreacher, please get me something to eat."

A plate of desserts was quickly placed on the table, including fruit pies, sandwiches with bacon, and some cookies.

Heimdall didn't greet him, just sat down on the other side of the table, took out the review materials, and read them intently.Kreacher recently discovered his hobbies, and sent a pot of tea in delicate white porcelain, took out Heimdall's special cups, and offered a small plate of sandwiched mixed fruit biscuits.

The boy was attracted by the scent of the green tea, and kept looking at the white porcelain pot.He thought he was very careful in his actions, but in fact Director Strulusson could see everything with a slight tilt of his eyes.

"Pour him a cup of this tea too," said Heimdall.

Boy Boy shrank his shoulders and lowered his head again.

After all, he is only a three-year-old baby, no matter how strong his determination is, he will be limited. After Heimdall stopped talking to him, the room was silent for a long time, occasionally there was a sound of flipping a book, and Boyi slowly relaxed and took the cup. After taking a few sips of the tea, I was attracted by the delicious snacks.Originally, it was just a small bite. I guess my stomach was a bit empty. With the addition of tea to cleanse the intestines, I quickly stuffed it into my mouth, and one third of the snacks disappeared.

Heimdall felt some sympathy when he saw Boyie gobbling it up, but he was a bit resistant and couldn't get close. He just let Kreacher take care of him, and he kept an eye on the movement upstairs while reading a book.

At this time, Kreacher came out and told him that someone was coming.

Heimdall immediately dropped the book and walked out of the kitchen.

It was Vidin, Daisy, Bernick, and Veronica who came. Heimdall was not too surprised to see them. It would be strange if the old lady ran out and these children didn't respond.

"Is mother here?" Vidin asked anxiously.

"Here." Could it be that Mrs. Kroom ran out without even saying hello?

"She's upstairs with Anna," said Heimdall. "I'll take you there."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Vidin smiled wryly.

Heimdall shook his head.

Bernick winked at him, and the two clapped their hands lightly.

"Where's Boyie? Is he here too?" Neil asked suddenly.

"In the kitchen, tended by house-elves."

Neil smiled slightly, and habitually wanted to touch Heimdall's hair, but raised her hand and found that this action was inappropriate now, smiled again, and patted his shoulder instead.

He took several people up to the second floor.

The door of Anna's room was half open, and as soon as they went up to the second floor, they heard intermittent voices floating out of it. As the distance drew closer, the voice gradually became coherent and clear.

"...What does this sound like? There is no woman in any family who runs away from home without making a sound like you. I even came to invite you in person. What else do you want?"

"Mother, what are you talking about? Don't I resist at all, pretending to be deaf and dumb for the sake of so-called decency and being at your mercy like I did countless times before, is the only one who understands the general situation, is a good wife, wife, and mother?"

"How dare you talk to me like that?!"

"That's what I should have said since you took Victor from me against my will."

"At the end of the day, you still blame me, thinking that I'm alienating your mother and child."

"You have wronged me. I blame you for more than ten thousand things, but I didn't blame you for alienating Victor and me."

There was no sound of speaking in the room for a long time. Mrs. Krum was probably stimulated by her daughter-in-law's sarcasm. Unexpectedly, the silent Anna was eloquent.

Daisy's lips curled up. She had always dared to be serious with her mother-in-law. When she heard Anna being so outspoken, she immediately felt a sense of sympathy.

Vidin shook his head and sighed, Bernick and Neil looked at each other, and they both chose to remain silent.

"What on earth do you want!" Mrs Kroom's voice sounded again, with obvious sullenness.

"Your son had a child with another woman, and you took the child home. Now you ask me what I want?"

"...you don't want to go back."

"I don't want to go back."

"Don't forget your identity, Ana Lumelia Krum!"

"Did your son think of my identity while sleeping with another woman?"

"You know, that's not what Plov meant, it's all about that woman..."

"If something goes wrong, it's all on the woman. Your son is the victim. He is innocent. I understand."

"Why are you so unreasonable..."

Probably feeling that the situation was getting worse, Vidin made a mournful expression to his wife Daisy, then straightened his expression, turned and walked over, knocked on the door, and the high-pitched quarrel inside stopped abruptly.

Others followed.

Heimdall felt that it was not suitable for him to stay here, so he walked to the door and yelled inside, "Anna, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Suddenly there was no sound in the room.

"Yesterday's mushrooms were pretty good." After a while, Anna's answer came out.

"There are two marinated quails at home, which happened to be stewed together." Heimdall finished speaking on his own, and went downstairs.

When I got downstairs, I saw my boyfriend standing at the entrance.

"You're back?" Heimdall said in surprise.

Victor vaguely said yes.

It seems that Victor still pays attention to the situation at home all the time, and runs back whenever there is trouble.

"Your grandmother is here. Vidin and Daisy are upstairs just after they arrived."

Victor took Heimdall's hand, unconsciously rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb, then pulled him to hug him, and kissed him several times on his lips.

"I know, I'm sorry to trouble you." The master really didn't want Heimdall to get involved in this mess of their house.

Boyi is in the kitchen at the moment, and Heimdall understands why he would rather stand here than enter the kitchen. Although he hasn't seen Victor say anything during this time, he is still an ordinary wizard, how could he have no idea at all? No, let alone his younger brother who was related by blood.

An hour and a half later, Mrs Croom was gone, and her efforts had been in vain, neither had Anna changed her mind, nor had she been able to get the help of her eldest grandson in the matter.Before leaving, she tried to show more affection to Victor and asked him to help persuade Anna, but Victor politely refused.Victor's euphemism was particularly toothache. The old lady gritted her teeth and left the goblin hotel with her head held high.This lady never forgets to put on airs to show her identity at all times.

As sons and daughters-in-law, Weiding and Daisy are duty-bound to follow, in case she will have troubles along the way.

Bernick and Neil stayed for a meal as a matter of course, and they were much relieved when the old lady left. These days, the house has been full of chaos.

Boye didn't need to be greeted at all. He stuck to Mrs. Crumb as soon as she came downstairs and never left.He didn't say anything to the other people present, he turned a blind eye to Victor, let alone Bernick and Neil, he completely ignored them.

As soon as they were gone, the few that remained went into the kitchen.

"He's smart, he knows how to hug someone's thigh." Neil curled her lips.

Heimdall felt a little complicated when he thought of his gorgeous but flimsy cloak, and his posture as if he was ready to jump up to defend himself at any time.

"Master Rigg!" Kreacher burst out filled with righteous indignation. "That damned brat, damned thief, that brat stole Master Rigg's spoon, and that brat ran out suddenly while Kreacher wasn't paying attention, and Kreacher had no time to stop him, so the brat ran away! Kreacher was useless, he didn't keep it Master Rigg's spoon! Kreacher deserves to die!" Kreacher knelt on the ground and hit the ground with his forehead, making a loud knock on the tiled floor.

The spoon that Heimdall used was made of ceramic, with bright and eye-catching patterns painted on it, and it was not a valuable thing.But the thing is small and exquisite, and the end of the handle is a bird that flaps its wings from time to time, which will automatically hang on the wall of the cup, which may be more pleasing to children.

"Stop knocking, upset."

Kreacher really got up with snot and tears, repeating how kind and magnanimous Master Rigg is. Heimdall also recently figured out a way to deal with Kreacher's nervousness.

"Just take it, please serve everyone some tea and snacks."

Kreacher quickly delivered new tea and refreshments.

Everyone ate and drank silently, somewhat shocked by Kreacher's accusation just now.

Neil said: "Looking at grandma's baby, I thought this kid would become the second Victor."

"There's only one Victor in the world," Heimdall said.Of course, the old lady could not treat Boyi as sincerely as she treated Victor. It is absolutely impossible to say that she has no grudges in her heart. It is probably because she is concerned about blood. After all, this child is a pure-blood child, and it is the flesh and blood of the eldest son. .

I remember that Draco once told him that if the elders of the Black family were still alive, they would definitely try their best to bring Heimdall back by all possible means.This decision must be firm and unquestionable.Because he's a pure-blood, and because he's got Black blood in him.

Neil shrugged, "Now I know."

Bernick scratched his head. He just came home recently, and he had been running around for the family's medicinal materials business before. Vidin and Daisy thought it was unnecessary for him to stay at home and accompany everyone with a sad face. It doesn't help, Bernick is going out again tomorrow.In the family business, Mrs. Krum handed over almost all the work to her second son. It seemed that she gave the impression that she was ready to take care of her little grandson in her spare time...

Anna didn't go downstairs to eat, and everyone expressed their understanding. Kreacher brought the food up, and brought it down quickly, with the food on the plate barely moving.

Victor sighed, and Heimdall stroked his back.

Bernick and Nell left after eating. After they left, Heimdall asked Victor, "What is your father planning?"

"Father didn't want the child. He wanted to send the child away. Grandma refused. They had a quarrel. Father found a house in the ancient town of Mumian and lived there."

"Plov is still in Kapok Town?"

"Well, he said that whenever his mother changed her mind, he would go back." Victor's expression was a bit bitter. "He knows his mother's life rules very well, and he follows her when she goes out, but he never talks to her. He is afraid that her mother will run away in a fit of anger, and he will find no one."

Heimdall was in a daze for a while, it seems that the old lady came here not only to find a daughter-in-law, but also to find a son.

It's really dumbfounding to see what happened.