HP's Foreign Land

one,

Both of them have no tendency to form a friendship. They only introduce themselves by one name, and they are not very sincere.

Judge Sturluson's disguise is flawless, having learned from years of experience dealing with all manner of wizards, cops, and criminals.In his description, he was an unlucky traveler who got on a wandering wizard's thief ship in a daze. After arriving in England, not only his money was looted, but his luggage was also lost in the process.What he saw in the lower-level wizarding society in the UK made him physically and mentally exhausted, the ups and downs of the "personal experience" of black shop thieves, and the burglary in the hotel room in the middle of the night, etc. A series of misfortunes passed through his mouth, which was shocking and tear-jerking. .

The middle-aged wizard named "Hornest" believed Heimdall's nonsense, which was based on a realistic description.Henest has been in the bottom society for a long time, and he has come into contact with bottom-level wizards like him. He clearly knows that British wandering wizards will often use some shady means to deceive, blackmail, and blackmail foreign countries when the fixed trading market is not doing well. Foreign wizards traveling alone are the most likely to be targeted, and they will become fat sheep for their extra money and be kidnapped to the cutting board that has been prepared long ago.

The fat sheep named "Kenny" in front of him is one of the escaped from the tiger's mouth.

At the end of the 80s, the British Ministry of Magic made great efforts to rectify the stronghold of wandering wizards entrenched in east London. The wandering wizards who specialize in the business of killing customers were cornered by the wizarding police and had no choice but to abandon the big cake of England.After the scam dens were taken away, the number of foreign wizards traveling to the UK gradually increased. The British Ministry of Magic tried every means to put money on their faces internationally, and finally reversed the image of foreign wizards in the eyes of travel friends.It is a pity that the wizarding tourism industry, which has become more and more prosperous in recent years, has returned to pre-liberation overnight due to the terrorist actions of the Death Eaters, and the efforts of the British Ministry of Magic fell short.

Hernest didn't feel sorry for the British Ministry of Magic at all. On the contrary, Kenny's misfortune made him distracted, and he had long coveted the business of slaughtering customers-for some confidential reasons, he could only watch as Kenny made a decent performance. Looking in a mess without any shoes, those wicked laymen must have made a lot of money.His instinct told him that Kenny must be a respectable person in his own country, upper class or lower class, he could tell by smell.

Hernest has repeatedly emphasized that in order to repay Kenny, he is willing to provide guide services free of charge, and swears at the robbers who make him envious and jealous, and his acting skills are slightly exaggerated.Heimdall did not expose his duplicity.Henest confidently determined that Heimdall would not refuse, and turned to deal with the two mad dogs who had chased him for nine streets.

Heimdall's true emotions cannot be concealed from the pods. The black cat looked at Henest, who was walking away, and said, "It's rare that you reject someone so much, although you conceal it very well. ]

Heimdall replied in his heart: He should be called Thief, not Honest.

[You know him? ] Pod hesitated, thinking that it seemed a little familiar.

Heimdall snorted briefly: Mundungus Fletcher, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, likes to steal chickens and dogs, and his occupation is speculation.The nickname Dunge is taken from the obvious meaning of "big shit".Very unpopular in the Order of the Phoenix.

[I saw him in Grimmauld Place. ] Time has passed, and Dunge is not a wizard with extraordinary personality and charm. Doudou has never dealt with him, and it is normal not to remember it for a while.

Kreacher cursed him for secretly reselling items from No. 12, Grimmauld Place.Heimdall reminded.

[Yes, I remember, Sirius tolerated it at first. ]

At first, the goods he resold mainly came from Sirius’ discarded “Blake’s ancestral garbage”, and Kreacher secretly took back a small part, most of which were rounded up by Dunge.Later, he was brought up with courage, and not only stole sheep wherever he went in Grimmauld Square, but also stole a lot of valuables from Sirius. When Sirius found out, he issued a stern warning to him and refused him to enter Grimaud Square again. Mo Plaza forced him to use all his savings to swear to give up.

[I remember that he made a fortune by reselling the silverware of the Black family...the life after peace is quite happy? ]

I did have a comfortable life earlier. I was imprisoned in a wizarding prison six years ago. It is said that I returned to my old business after squandering all my money. Britain, which has no big devil, is very ruthless in preventing petty theft.

Doudou wasn't surprised, [It's well deserved. ]

Heimdall murmured in his heart: It is certain that this is not 2016, and Dunger looks younger than then. He probably would not have had the chance to enter Grimmauld Square, and the dusty silverware of Black's house is still in the old place.

[No wonder you asked him if it was 2000. ]

One piece of good news, one piece of bad news: The good news is that we've been transported to pre-millennium England.

[What about the bad news? ]

Maybe... You-Know-Who?

Pod wanted to cover his face, [DearLord... I don't miss him at all. ]

Dunge came back with a smile on his face. Heimdall didn't ask him how to deal with the two, and Dongge didn't mention it. They both chose to forget.

Dun Ge, who volunteered to lead the way, was annoying to slap on the sidelines. He tried to use his hypocritical care to draw out the opponent's bottom line in order to squeeze out all the remaining balance of foreign wizards.If it wasn't for Heimdall's knowing, he might have been frightened by Dunge's alarmist talk.The evil Death Eaters are at best a terrible symbol in the eyes of foreign wizards who don't know the inside story. How terrible it is is very vague. Dunge, one of the members of the Order of the Phoenix, has made a small contribution to discrediting the Death Eaters. Although Not by intent.

In Dunger's description, the Death Eaters are the ultimate incarnation of hell devils—no one, comparable to the incurable infectious disease that frightens people in the Muggle world. Under their oppression, British wizards suffer from hunger and cold, and live like years.All in all, Dunge exaggerated the sinfulness of the Death Eaters just to convey such a signal: hurry up and beg the all-powerful me to escort you out of England safely, and if you don't leave, you will never leave!The price is negotiable...pay the full deposit first!

Heimdall was silent all the way.

In the absence of a link between the past and the future, Dunge can still talk to himself, which is hard for ordinary people with basic integrity. It is no wonder that Dumbledore resisted all the opinions and let professional chicken and dog robbers join the anti-dictatorial hegemony of the Order of the Phoenix.In the Order of the Phoenix, tall, rich, handsome and dicks coexist, and everyone fights for the same goal, but a small person like Dunge who runs into walls in the Order of the Phoenix is ​​a unique existence in the order.The role he played in the war years cannot be underestimated. If his nature is still difficult to change after peace, the end can be imagined.

Dunge was very annoyed by his silence. With his experience, he could naturally guess why the other party was silent, and his unhappiness immediately surfaced on his face.The foreign wizard is not familiar with the place of life and has suffered a series of blows. In Dunge's view, he is a passive poor guy, and everyone can become a knife.If he hadn't been afraid of the magic wand in the opponent's hand, Dunge would have scolded new tricks a long time ago, and he might even show his courage to the other side--the unscrupulous foreign wizard wasted his time.

The dark clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and there was a drizzle in the sky. Dunge stopped suddenly at a corner with steep light, and Heimdall behind him collided with him.

"Let's go here!" Without waiting for Heimdall to speak, Dunge said goodbye in a hurry, turned his head and rushed into the rain, turning around and disappearing - the "compassion" shown earlier was lost in a few short steps Consume all.

[Finally go! ] Doudou just thought about whether to jump on Dunge's face and grab a few, so that he would retreat in the face of difficulties. [Saving lives is certainly a great act, and you may consider standing by and watching when you meet someone like Big Dung. ]

Heimdall walked out of the dim area, and Pod found that he was carrying a patched bag in his empty hand, which smelled foul.The pod quickly retreated to the other shoulder, away from the smell.

[You stole from him? ! ] Rig is not a clean freak, but this bag is by no means Rig's style - the focus of the pod is different from ordinary people.

"I'm just taking back my own things." Heimdall untied the drawstring without changing his expression, and emptied out the broken pocket watch. "Without this converter, our return journey will be more twists and turns."

[When did he move his hand... the bump just now?No wonder he ran away in a hurry! ] Doudou became more and more disdainful of what Brother Dung did.

To the surprise of one person and one cat, another pocket watch fell out of the bag.

The silver case is exquisitely hand-carved, and the reflection on the back vaguely forms a capital letter. There is no gem inlay to steal the spotlight, but it is worth a lot.

Heimdall held up his pocket watch, "I didn't expect Dunge to know how to store the stolen goods in different categories. This bag is probably dedicated to pocket watches."

[This pocket watch seems to be very valuable, and Da Shi has lost a lot. ]

"In order not to meet again with Brother Dunge who came back to make trouble, let's get out of here quickly." Heimdall smashed the smelly bag and stuffed the stolen pocket watch into his pocket.

[There is a kind of virtue called picking up money without being blind. ]

"If the owner is willing to pay a certain amount of thank you fees."

[Your Honor, please respect yourself. ]

"Before the new millennium, I didn't think about entering this line of work."

[...Your snitching skills are getting better and better. ]

"I don't dare to take the credit, it's all due to my pen pal. I will remember to pass on your praise when I go back."

[How do we go back? ] The pods are chattering again.

One person and one cat came to the former residence in memory. The crooked buildings on the left and right were not much different from the memory, but No. 57 Knockturn Alley, which should be sandwiched between the two, disappeared. Only an adult passed by There is a gap that the body cannot squeeze into.Donge is not talking nonsense, there is no No. 57 in Knockturn Alley-to be precise, there is no house number in the non-business locations of Knockturn Alley.

What causes it?Heimdall was puzzled—without number 57, where did "Snow" and "I" go?

One person and one cat only stayed for a few minutes, and they were keenly aware that unfriendly sights were gradually surrounding them, and many sneaky figures were sweeping from various strongholds in Knockturn Alley.It is very dangerous for a stranger to walk alone in Knockturn Alley, not to mention Heimdall looks innocent and harmless.

The black cat jumped to the ground and swiftly got into the gap; the blond wizard walked quickly into the dark place where the light could not reach, and the ragged ghosts rushed out of the cover and rushed up, and they rummaged through every corner. Not an inch to find the blond wizard.While they were being teased around, a white bird flew quietly into the sky.

two,

Victor rejected his son and daughter-in-law's offer to join the converter study: "I had no intention of joining in the first place, and after your failed study switched my partner to an unknown place, I didn't want to be with yours." Experiment deal."

Claire blushed because of her father-in-law's ruthlessness, while Mionir rebelliously believed that the accident was not caused by them subjectively. Besides, in the process of researching magic items, there were inevitably omissions due to creation from scratch. Rome was not built in a day. Behind a successful birth there is a rugged foreshadowing.Dad was completely venting his anger, blindly blaming them for their incompetence, and they didn't hurt their backs while standing and talking.Mionir, who curled his lips, suddenly realized that he had unknowingly revealed his true emotions, and turned to look at the calm and powerful father. The corner of the latter's slightly raised mouth was full of insightful sarcasm, and Mionier, who was seen through, also blushed in embarrassment up.

Victor didn't blame Mionnell because his daughter-in-law was overwhelmed with guilt.For Claire's sake, the master ended the conversation with his son who started to study the time-turner and became so ambitious overnight because of the gratifying results.Victor's "point to end" was understood by Claire as tolerance, which greatly eased her self-condemnation, and thanked her father-in-law for his thoughtfulness from the bottom of her heart; Mionier's mental journey was reversed with that of his daughter-in-law, and her father's secretiveness was like a mirror , according to him ashamed.

Mionier led his daughter-in-law's little hand into the research room dejectedly, vowing secretly that he would impress his father. He is not just boastful, but his manipulative ability is inherited from Rigg.Mionir ignited his fighting spirit, and Claire found that her husband suddenly became hot-blooded and was soon infected. The young couple devoted themselves to the new experiment with all their attention.

Now they have only one goal: to find Rigg!

Master Krum, who refused to form a team with his son and daughter-in-law, was not idle. He abandoned the study and occupied the entire dining room by himself.Anyone with a discerning eye can tell who it is written to at a glance, and Mionier can't laugh or cry when he finds out.Papa is childishly intoxicating.

After a while, Mionir called out Hina to quietly ask what her father was doing, and Hina, who was wringing her fingers, answered "I don't know".Mionnier understood that Hina had collected her father's "hush money" in advance, and she really couldn't ask why, so she gave up.

In the dining room, Victor was picking and choosing among a pile of glass pieces. The magic wand in his hand emitted a bright ball of light from time to time. The upright magic mirror in front of him flickered under the reflection of the light ball. The mist is billowing.

Hina hesitated and sneaked into the dining room to report to the host that there was a visitor.

Victor, whose thoughts were interrupted, raised his head sullenly, and saw Adam Krause walking towards the dining room.The master ordered without hesitation: "Get out!"

The distraught Hina actually started to think backwards—thinking about an effective way to drive people away.House-elves were known not to use their magic on wizards unless absolutely necessary, and Klaus was her former employer.

The moment Adam Klaus was about to enter the dining room, the master waved his hand and closed the door forcefully.The door panel pinched Klaus' foot, leaving irregular marks on the sides of his expensive but fragile handmade leather shoes, and the whole shoe was squeezed and slightly deformed.The bystander Xina's scalp was numb, and she thought it must be extremely painful.The lord spent a lot of effort not to hug his feet and scream in front of the lord who has no image, his endurance is evident.

Adam kicked open the door panel, took a deep breath and turned his face. The smile he kept when he entered the door was caught by the door panel, and he stared at Victor, who also had an ugly face, with unkind eyes.

"Hello, Krum." Adam walked into the dining room.

Only then did Victor notice the boy behind Adam. He blocked Adam's greetings and smiled at the boy, "Welcome, Mr. Claus."

Lord Claus, less popular than his son, didn't mind.

Seeing that his father was not unhappy, little Klaus, who was naturally shy, smiled shyly at Victor, "Hello, Mr. Krum."

Adam strived for a sense of presence, and looked at the dining room pretendingly, "Where's Rigg?"

"I didn't invite you." Victor didn't change his face.

Adam kept his balance. "Rig invited me."

Victor remained motionless, "Xina, what did Rigg say exactly?"

Hina's response came through the air, "Master agreed to Mr. Claus' request for a visit."

Victor turned his head and pointed at the door, "You can get lost."

Adam's tolerance is not what it used to be, and he is still calm in the face of the master's rudeness.He sat down directly at the other end of the dining table, glanced at the scattered "garbage" on the table with disgust, and then the chair beside him was pulled away, and he beckoned his son to sit down.Little Klaus, who was only five years old, put his legs together nervously during the confrontation between the two elders, put his hands on his legs, his back was straight, and he was very well-behaved.

Failed to drive away the self-talking Klaus, Victor told Xina with a blank face, "What should I do?" Xina, who played by ear, offered tea and snacks, and Victor did not reprimand him. unnecessary.Hina once again managed to figure out what Victor was thinking, and she retired and went back to the kitchen to prepare new tea and snacks for the young couple in the laboratory.

"Something happened to Lige, and I didn't mean to let you go." Victor couldn't bear his partner to be misunderstood.

Adam took a sip of his hot tea, took a few snacks from the three-tiered tray rack, and put them on his son's small plate before saying, "You can tell he's really not home." I don't mind either.

Under Victor's disapproving gaze, he said again, "I said in the letter that I hope to visit the Knights Tower. It doesn't matter who is at home."

Victor raised his eyebrows and made an unreasonable gesture, "Don't disturb me, I'm doing something very important and I need absolute silence." Then he turned to the nervous young lady who swallowed carefully, kindly She said with a smile, "My warning is not aimed at you. Please feel free to tell Hina if it is not enough. Our family has many kinds of dim sum and they all taste good."

Little Klaus looked forward to the key points described in the old man's words.

Seeing this, the lord started to feel worried again. The Claus family had a litter of wolves, tigers and leopards, but he had raised a little white rabbit himself.

three,

At this time, Heimdall had successfully aroused the interest of the reception staff in Gringotts in Diagon Alley. The goblin gave up his unsmiling service attitude and shrewdly chose to bring Heimdall into a remote reception room at the time when there are the most guests. , close the door cautiously.The door handle of the reception room was enchanted before installation, and a metal lizard of the same color as the door handle was engraved on the lock position under the handle.When the magic is activated, the lizard instantly transforms into a fire salamander. The entire doorknob up to the keyhole seems to be poured with a layer of magma, glowing an unnatural red light. Smart people will not try to touch it with their hands.

The goblin who used to work at the front desk held a commemorative coin and was reluctant to let go. In order to let Gringotts open the door for him, Heimdall endured the pain and took out this coin designed by Gringotts in Turkey. The 10th anniversary commemorative coin is used to thank Heimdall for his support to Gringotts in Turkey, and also to witness the friendship between Heimdall and the goblin Nurem.

Each gold galleon bears the information of the goblin who made the gold coin, just like a calligrapher's inscription, and the commemorative coin that Heimdall took out has the initials and number engraved by Nulun himself.This kind of information has become the main reason for the long silence of the Gringotts goblin. The goblins of Gringotts have been identifying it for a long time, but they can't tell who made this exquisitely crafted Gallon.It was certain that the Galleon, which the blond wizard called the "commemorative coin", came from the hands of a skilled craftsman, and he was a fellow craftsman.

"It really surprised me..." The goblin came to his senses, but he didn't intend to return the commemorative coins.

Heimdall had long been prepared to "sacrifice" the commemorative coins. Fortunately, Newland, who was striving for perfection, designed several models. The ones he used to bribe the goblin were "unbearable failures" in Newlun's mouth, and he did not notice any At that time, the flawed Heimdall persuaded Nurem to dispel the idea of ​​destroying the failed product, and gave it to him for safekeeping.

Heimdall's self-consolation necessary "sacrifice" is an expedient measure, which is failure, failure, failure... infinite loop.

"I am also surprised that you have never heard of the venerable Mr. Newland. Mr. Newland is my friend and has an amazing skill in forging gold. The commemorative coin in your hand is just his His spare work." Ever since he found out that Gringotts in Diagon Alley had never heard of Gringotts in Turkey, His Excellency felt relieved to speak boldly, and said that his remarks were not nonsense and were based on facts.

The eyes of Gringotts in Diagon Alley were straightened, and they were ashamed of their ignorance. For the first time, the goblins who claimed to have the absolute right to speak on the Galleon felt ashamed. Before that, they were arrogant and arrogant .

"Please be sure to introduce Mr. Newlon to me." The Gringotts goblin said solemnly.

Heimdall glanced at the "failure" that was still tightly held in his hands, completely gave up the extravagant hope of getting it back, and smiled calmly, "No problem, the premise is to meet my little request, you know," deliberately Pause, "Equivalent exchange." His Excellency did not allow the goblin to get away with his vague words, and exposed the value of the commemorative coin between the two of them. Even the cunning Gringotts goblin was caught off guard because of his straightforwardness. caught off guard.

"Of course," the goblin nodded stiffly. "Equivalent exchange is very fair."

Heimdall spread his hands exaggeratedly, "That's great, the commemorative coin belongs to you."

The goblin said: "Please wait a moment and don't leave the room."

When it opened the door, Heimdall said casually: "Please hurry up, my companion is still waiting for my good news in the cold drink shop in Diagon Alley. The prosperity of Diagon Alley has opened our eyes. , They are a little impatient." He hinted that the goblin should not engage in double-decker tactics, he has companions outside to support him, and once he "disappears" in Gringotts, his companions will immediately take action.

The goblin paused and left.

Dou Pod: [You guessed it right, this goblin really has the idea of ​​killing people and robbing goods. ]

"They don't dare to kill people. At most, they will take me down and rob me."

Maybe Heimdall's warning had worked, and the Gringotts goblin had just let him hang out for an hour in retaliation.Heimdall lost a Galleon coin when he left Gringotts, taking bad news with him.

He turned his back to the Gringotts gate and muttered to the pod, "This is so odd, I have to wonder if I'm in the wrong place."

Bean Pod was also surprised: [If the place we transfer to is not the world we originally lived in, then where is it? ]

Heimdall said: "There is no account opened by Heimdall Sturlusson in Gringotts in Diagon Alley, and the account opened by Snow and Dad does not even exist."

[Once the goblin agrees, it won't lie. ] The pod eliminates the possibility that the goblins deliberately tricked them.

Heimdall's face became a little weird, "I have a not-so-good guess."

[about what? ]

"Have you ever thought that if this world does not have me..."

[What's the meaning? ]

"This world is not the past of the world we live in. There is no 57 Knockturn Alley, there is no Goblin Nurem from Gringotts in Turkey, there are no Gallon coins, there is no Gringotts account... there is no Snow Sturluson , and without me, Heimdall.” Heimdall was in a very dangerous situation at the beginning of his journey, but Snow saved his life and prevented him from being reincarnated again. In other words, without Snow’s visit that day, there would be no Live Rig.

No Snow, no Rig.

This is indeed not a wonderful conjecture, Pod thought to himself.

A group of jubilant teenagers quickly walked past him——

"... Nimbus 2000? Obsolete! My cousin bought a 2001 not long ago."

"...That's outdated too, the fastest broomstick is the Firebolt now, and the England Quidditch national team has a new set of equipment..."

Seeing that Heimdall remained silent for a long time, Pod thought he had been hit, and rubbed his cheek affectionately, [Let's find a place to repair the converter first, the family must be in a hurry. ]

Heimdall thanked Doudou for his thoughtful reassurance. To be honest, I felt uncomfortable thinking about it at the beginning. The closer the answer is to my guess, the stronger the conflict will be. How strong a person's psychological quality is to be able to withstand "this world without me" The cruel truth?Heimdall is now [-]% sure that his guess is not far from the truth.

"I don't belong here in the first place, so I don't have any dear ones. This won't cause me any trouble." Heimdall hugged the pod and kissed it.

[what's on your mind? ] Pod noticed that he looked thoughtful.

"The first problem we have to solve is not how to repair the converter, but how to repair the converter."

[Both are not a problem? ]

"I don't have any repair tools at hand, and I don't have any materials to repair magic items. It's hard to do it just by imagination. In addition to the place you mentioned earlier, it's not easy to find a free shelter these days. Don't forget the mysterious man He and his friends are re-camping and ready to take over the world."

[Damn...] The pod groans.

Yep, the biggest problem: money.

"So I thought, should I go to a broom store to find a part-time job and introduce myself to the household broom repair business... No, a small repair box can solve most of the repair problems of household brooms, or the repair of racing brooms is more promising .”

[Isn’t it better to repair the Firebolt?It sounds cool and has a market! ] Pods give advice.

"According to the children just now, the Firebolt has just been launched, and there is no market. For the time being, only rich and powerful professional teams such as the national team have the purchasing power. Do you think the England team will find a part-time job to repair expensive new brooms?"

[… can we only fix brooms? ]

"Magic wands are also available..." Haim Dalton looked surprised, "Look, that's Ollivander's wand shop... I've been worried that all the wizards close to me are... really good news!" Selective Dungeon was forgotten.

[There's even better news,] The pod wags its slender tail, [I see Arthur Weasley. ]

Heimdall straightened his face and made up his mind in just a few seconds, "Where is it?"

[Goes to Knockturn Alley.To be honest, I don’t want to go back. The Knockturn Alley in this world is even more unfriendly than ours. There are unguarded corners where lawbreakers are brewing, and they will turn into man-eating beasts at any time to kill the intruders. ]

Heimdall still decided to go back to Knockturn Alley and look for Arthur Weasley.

Pod didn't understand, [Maybe the Weasley in this world is different from the one we come into contact with. The Arthur we know is a good old man, but not necessarily here. ] The black cat takes the unfamiliar Knockturn Alley as its criterion, and every plant and tree in this extraordinary world is easily blamed.

"I have no intention of rushing forward to introduce myself. We need to create a logical path and ensure that it is beyond reproach in retrospect."

[Obviously you've got an idea. ]

"Mr Weasley is here eight or nine times out of ten for surprise inspections as part of his day job in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division, and Knockturn Alley is usually the main raid destination. He will be appearing today at It's here for one person."

[You imply that on purpose... Could it be that you are referring to Brother Dung? ]

"As a notoriously dishonest and law-abiding second-hander, Dunger is one of the hidden sources of magic items making their way into the Muggle world," Heimdall said. "Dunger lives in no fixed place, and it is difficult to capture the pattern of action. Mr. Weasley appeared here so quickly, he must have an informant."

[I seem to have guessed what you are going to do. ]

Before the action, Heimdall's eyes burst into brilliance, "From Mr. Weasley's work status, it can be inferred that the acquaintances in this world may not be much different from the world we are in. I suddenly introduced myself a bit like an 'old friend' confidence."

One person and one cat followed Mr. Weasley with experience for nearly two hours—the Department of Misuse of Muggle Substances in this world is also facing the problem of manpower shortage. A sneak attack on Mr. Weasley - this is Dunger's old trick. Heimdall has heard Ron complain about the great achievements of Dunger's sneak attack more than once in the past.

At the critical moment, Heimdall descended from the sky like the Monkey King with his feet on the clouds, shattering Dunge's sneak attack plan, and seized the stolen goods on the spot.Mr. Judge, who saw the injustice on the road, succeeded in gaining favor from Mr. Weasley who was still in shock. At the same time, after looking at Dunge with a fierce look, he knew that he had unfortunately formed a relationship with a villain.

After confiscating Dunge, he was handed over to his colleagues in the Ministry of Magic. Mr. Weasley, who had finished his day's work, cordially invited Heimdall to have a drink at the Wizard's Bar.

A good start is half the battle. After drinking for three rounds, Heimdall euphemistically told about his experience in England, which aroused Mr. Weasley's sympathy. Before Mr. Weasley actively expressed his willingness to help, Heimdall Mudar suddenly said, "I want to ask you about someone."

Mr. Weasley waited mildly.

Heimdall hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is there a wizard named Snow Sturluson in the British Ministry of Magic?"

Mr. Weasley frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head regretfully, "I haven't heard of it, it doesn't sound like a British person."

Even though he was prepared, Heimdall was still unavoidably depressed, and reconfirmed unwillingly, "Maybe it's just a small employee of the Department of Magic and Sports?"

"I'm sure I haven't heard of it. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I sound like a very powerful director. In fact, the nature of my job is similar to that of ordinary small employees. I have worked in the British Ministry of Magic for decades. I'm sure there is no A wizard named Snow Sturluson...but...the surname Sturluson has been heard of."

Heimdall hid the look in his eyes, "Then have you heard of Mr. Rommel Strulusson, the chairman of the Finnish branch of the International Federation of Wizards?"

Mr. Weasley squinted and nodded under Heimdall's restrained gaze, "That's a big man."

Heimdall was a little excited, and he didn't forget to pour cold water on himself cautiously—knowing it doesn't help, but hearing the name of a relative in a strange world and being sure that such a person exists is more exciting than suddenly seeing Arthur Weasley He was beaming with joy.

The pods wagged their tails faster, walking back and forth at Heimdall's feet.

"Sorry, excuse me." Heimdall left the table, he urgently needed to run a few laps outside the house to calm down.

He pushed the door and walked out. Outside the door was a hidden road. There were several Muggle cars parked not far away. It was said that they were used to cover up the truth and numb the Muggles who occasionally strayed into this dead-end road.

He picked up the pea pods that rubbed against his trousers, and he had calmed down at this moment, "Do you think we should go to the father of this world? Will he accept my incredible origin?" Rommel is a conspiracy theorist, and Heimdall has always Fortunately, he is his relatives, not enemies.Once he loses the umbrella of "relatives", it is hard to imagine what Rommel will think of him as an uninvited guest.

[Rig, your crotch is glowing. ]

what? !

Your Excellency the judge, who was feeling sentimental, was shattered by Dou Po's words, and he couldn't continue to hurt the spring and the autumn.

To be precise, something in the pocket of his wizard robe was glowing, and the range of the halo just covered the crotch...

His Excellency the judge calmly touched in his pocket and took out a luminous object. It turned out to be a magic mirror. To his surprise, after the light of the mirror gradually disappeared, the voice of the master came from inside the mirror.

【Rig, did you hear me...】

The voice was rustling and indistinct, Victor's voice was a little distorted, but Heimdall didn't care, he hugged the mirror overjoyed, "It's my dear, this is Rigg!"

When Heimdall waited and waited for the next sentence, he couldn't help but suspect that Victor's words came from his own fantasy, the master's voice finally came again, this time it was clearer, [Rig, this is Wei Ke Keto, can you hear me? 】

"I can hear you, honey, this is Rigg!"

The master's sigh sounded, and Heimdall felt extremely sad in his ears.

"Honey, our vacation is ruined." Then he moved the mirror to the pod, and the black cat let out a cry to tell Knight House that they were both safe and sound.

[I——] Before the master finished speaking, a messy background sound suddenly sounded, mixed with the master's angry scolding and other voices.

"Victor, what happened to you?" Heimdall asked nervously.

After the chaotic voice subsided, the voice that came did not belong to Victor, but the visitor who came as promised.

[Rig, do you still remember our agreement?You let me dove, and I brought my child today. 】Xiao Zhengtai's soft greeting sounded.

Heimdall apologized, "Mr. Claus, I'm sorry."

【Where are you now? ] Adam asked.

"U.K."

[What are you doing there? 】

Victor jumped up, 【Are you in England? !Don't move my dear, I'll set off to pick you up right away! 】

"Don't be impulsive, even if you go to England, you won't see me."

Victor sat down dejectedly,