HP's Foreign Land

The chuckle stimulated Snape's sensitive auditory nerves, he glared at the maker of the laugh, the smile on Lucius's face turned into a toothache-like Malfoy smirk, Snape snorted and forced Don't get acquainted with him.

"Then we're going to eat, excuse me for the time being," Lucius came to the door, he grabbed the door panel and turned his head, "Bon Appetit, Severus, don't be brave, and don't be picky eaters."

He walked out of the room before Snape could give his feedback, leaving the professor with an ugly face sitting on the bed and gnashing his teeth at the half-open door.

Lange seemed oblivious to the childish interaction between the two, walked to the bedside, handed Snape a glass of cold water mixed with potions, and said concisely, "Drink before meals."

Snape took it, and looked meaningfully at the clear glass in his hand. He hadn't taken a potion made by a wizard other than himself for a long time.He raised his glass, but Lange stopped him.

"Please drink slowly to give your fragile organs an adaptation period, taking into account your current physical condition."

As a senior pharmacist with excellent qualifications and a basic sense of treatment, he had to admit that he had forgotten this.Snape pursed his lips in embarrassment and sipped slowly.

As soon as he took a sip, his brows frowned. Lange knew it well and smiled, "I have improved the formula to reduce the smell of poisonous rat feces as much as possible, but there is no way to completely eliminate it."

With a stiff face, Snape said stiffly, "Thank you, I'm not a three-year-old who refuses to eat without sugar."

Lange was noncommittal, patted Heimdall on the shoulder, and left the room.

After the door was closed, Snape speeded up his sipping, Heimdall hesitated to speak, carefully studied his expression, but finally did not dare to speak.

Snape's stomach quickly protested, blaming him for drinking too hard, Snape resisted the urge to vomit, and ignored the various signals from his body as usual, only after he swallowed the first mouthful did he realize that he had How thirsty.He put the empty cup back on the bed, raised his eyes to look at Heimdall, who gave him a flattering smile, and scrambled to the bedside, begging for performance and feeding.

"I will do it myself."

Snape instinctively refused to be weak, and raised a hand forcefully, but the palm connected to the arm kept shaking, no matter how much he ordered it not to be ashamed, the palm still trembled in its own way.He didn't expect that holding a glass of water was the limit, and now he couldn't hold it anymore.The stun spell is indeed not comparable to the spell that kills people, but being hit by seven Taoists at the same time is no joke.This is the same as taking an overdose of sleeping pills. If you take too much, you will still die.

Snape put down his hand, tremblingly grasped the blanket on his body, his expression was unpredictable, and he cursed his incompetence in his heart.

Heimdall lowered his head and opened the lid of the wooden bowl, pretending he didn't see anything, picked up the spoon and stirred gently in the bowl, then shallowly scooped up a spoonful of vegetable paste and sent it to Snape's mouth, pretending he didn't see him Looking at the disgusted eyes of the vegetable paste.If the situation permits, he would actually like to contempt along with him, but what a pity... Director Sturlusson calmly scooped up the vegetable paste, his calm and focused eyes seemed to be a bowl in his hand that made him think about it day and night. The oil hooves.

It's probably because Heimdall's tactful attitude reveals firmness, and Professor Snape's rejection was ignored, so he had to compromise.

"Lucius said that I've been unconscious for three days." Snape swallowed the food mechanically, basically unable to taste anything.

"You've been running a high fever." Heimdall took another bite before continuing, "You're still talking nonsense."

Snape's eyes widened, he couldn't take the next bite, Heimdall said helplessly, "I can't hear what you're saying, so don't worry."

Snape observed for a moment, believed his words, and then opened his mouth.

"With all due respect, it's okay if you don't want to answer," Heimdall said slowly. "Are you a Death Eater? I thought you were, well, what do you mean, rehabilitated."

"I turned out to be a Death Eater." Snape said succinctly.

Heimdall nodded, and was about to take another bite when Snape said again, "This is war."

The two fell silent.

"Didn't Voldemort suspect you?" Heimdall asked curiously. "As far as I know he is a very suspicious man."

"Fuck..." Snape closed his eyes. "The Dark Lord wanted my head to be presented to him on a platter."

"But the situation took a dramatic turn."

"Not too dramatic, but it does turn around." Snape's mouth curved into a sarcasm. "Those 'partners' who thought they were loyal and steadfast thought they were smart, and after informing the Ministry of Magic, they appeared in front of me as righteous men and conducted a severe interrogation on me."

"It's a pity you didn't let them have their way," Heimdall said.

Snape shook his head, "Professor Dumbledore had the foresight to prepare a potion to resist the damage to my brain by veritaserum and similar potions."

"Is there really a potion in the world that can resist Veritaserum?" Heimdall always believed that mental control was more useful than foreign aid against this potion.

"Nothing is impossible, just a little side effect."

"for example?"

Snape said indifferently: "The pupils are dilated, you talk nonsense, you become some kind of extremist, it is more likely to quickly change from one kind of extreme to another, you may become narcissistic, and you may suddenly become obsessed with a certain part of your body." This part is very fascinating ... and so on."

Looks like crazy.

Snape pondered for a moment, "My high fever is likely to be the evidence that the drug remains in the body to make troubles. After this fever, it should disappear completely. It is not impossible to detect the potion from the human body. The Dark Lord is only temporary. did not expect."

Infernal Affairs is indeed an extraordinary enjoyment.

Heimdall said: "Voldemort must be very pleased with your performance."

"I return to the side of the Dark Lord with honor, as his merciful subordinate who is willing to trust a little, so that his plans can be quickly put on track and pushed forward."

"What's the response from the British Ministry of Magic?"

"Before the Death Eaters used Cornelius Fudge, he was already racking his brains for power and gain, only to make everything worse. He tried to find a breakthrough from me. He longed to return to the beginning when he was in power and ruled the world, Mr. Fudge Never knew what it was to be low-key, and made many high-profile public announcements that he was extorting confessions from ex-Death Eaters who were getting back on track--including me, so when he didn't get anything from me that would help him get a job After the benefits of being a knight, he immediately threw himself into a new battle. Indefatigability is his advantage, and we should face up to this."

Heimdall chuckled, "Minister Fudge hasn't retired yet?"

Snape reminded with a cold face: "If you meet him next time, don't say that to his face."

Heimdall nodded seriously, "That means Minister Fudge's eagerness for success has become an important evidence for Voldemort's decision to trust you again?"

"you can say it this way."

"Poor Minister Fudge, I don't know how he would feel if he found out."

"He's not going to figure it out at all, because he doesn't have anyone around him who can wake him up with a stick." Snape was categorical. "Judging from the information given back to the public by the British wizard newspaper, Fudge has lost the support of some wizards, but there is no lack of firm followers. There is a famous saying in France that no matter how stupid a person is, there will always be someone more stupid cheering for him."

The two chatted about the situation in Britain until Snape finished eating the vegetable paste that he seemed to have forgotten to add salt to.

"How is Mr. Black? And Harry, Ron, are they all okay?" Heimdall picked up the napkin, Snape pushed his hand away, took the napkin and insisted on wiping his mouth.

"Black doesn't know, Potter and Weasley are in Hogwarts, they are very safe." After finishing speaking, Snape added, "Don't worry about Black, this guy has a hard life, I guess he has passed The age to find death easily."

Heimdall didn't know what expression to use to face the last half of the sentence, so he smiled slightly, "I saw Charlie and Mr. Lupine three days ago."

"It is conceivable that since IW intervened, they must have been transferred safely." Snape said calmly.

"Did you have a plan for the next step?" Snape chose to arrive in the second group. He must have made arrangements in advance, but it was a pity that they disrupted it. "Hope it didn't interfere with your other plans."

"I have a plan, but it's a last resort. You don't have to worry. Instead, I want to thank you for saving me a chance to challenge the Dark Lord's temper and IQ, and putting it to a more useful time."

"Would you like some more water?" Heimdall asked.

"Give me a Firewhiskey."

"I'm afraid not. Butterbeer might be a consideration."

Snape waved his hand in disgust, Heimdall put the cup on the tray and got up smiling.

Before walking out the door, he heard Snape say, "Thank you for everything you do for the Order of the Phoenix."

"Although it's not my own credit, but I remember, I plan to ask Professor Dumbledore for some benefits next time."

The corners of Snape's mouth turned slightly, and the muscles on his face became more relaxed, "I hope I didn't cause you any trouble."

"I'm not sure about this. I'll ask Victor when he comes back."

"Victor?"

"The overseas branch of the Order of the Phoenix got rid of the Death Eaters' pursuit this time, thanks to the amateur Quidditch organization. They are looking at Victor's face. He is relatively influential in parts of Eastern and Southern Europe."

"...Thank him for me."

While Director Strulusson is here to highlight the glorious image of his boyfriend, the atmosphere of the venue where the amateur Quidditch competition in southeastern Europe is held is a bit weird.

The Flamingo Train Team is an amateur Quidditch team from Bulgaria. The team founder used to be a professional player. After retiring, he found a few like-minded partners to start an amateur team for self-entertainment.The uncles have nothing to pursue, and they have seen all the big winds and waves, so they are not going to shout the slogan of "the world's number one".Most of the time, the team plays urban games in the country, and occasionally goes abroad for training and travels in a group. They have basically never left the Balkan Peninsula, and this time is no exception.

So the uncles met Victor Krum in the wizard bar by chance, and the other party agreed to their joke. Thinking that Klum went to their training ground by himself that afternoon, this is undoubtedly a pie in the sky for a team that is just playing for tickets.

At the same time, they also felt the pressure that they hadn't experienced in nearly 15 years.

"I know your purpose. I love Quidditch, but I don't work for it." The master, who had mastered their tangled expressions by himself, gave them a shot in the arm. "I wouldn't ask for a Flamingo train like I would a professional team. Let it be."

The uncles have experienced the storm after all, and quickly put the entanglements behind them, and began to discuss the beauties in Montenegro.

The host country of this year's Wizarding Amateur Quidditch Tournament in Southeast Europe is the Republic of Montenegro, a small and charming mountainous country on the east coast of the Adriatic Sea.

The law and order in the wizarding world of Montenegro is not satisfactory, at least there will be no fighting in the street.In order to meet the amateur Quidditch competition, the Ministry of Magic of Montenegro sent additional manpower on the main roads leading to Kotor, which was the interrogation that Charlie and Lupine encountered.

The fat man who brought them into the hotel didn't fool them, and the person who joined them appeared soon, but the news they brought was not good. For some reason, the new stronghold was targeted, and the wizard spent a lot of time The power of the tiger didn't scare the snake, and he and Charlie successfully matched the code, and the hardships during the process were beyond words.

In other words, they are going to stay in this hotel forever.

A group of people from the Order of the Phoenix branch didn't even dare to leave the room, for fear of making the hotel staff or other guests suspicious.

In the early morning of the next day, the flamingo train team, which traveled by boat at night in order to appreciate the scenery of the Adriatic Sea, arrived in Kotor smoothly. site.

Another day passed, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix branch waited anxiously for dawn. They still hadn't received any new news, and they were walking back and forth in the room like trapped animals.

At noon on the same day, a group of wizards wearing the robes of patrol officers from the Ministry of Magic of Montenegro walked into the lobby of the hotel as if no one was there, and arbitrarily took a search warrant, suspecting that the hotel was suspected of harboring wanted criminals, and demanded a surprise inspection.

The ugly-faced front desk dealt with them for a few words, but the lead patrolman pushed him away impatiently and rushed back, turning a deaf ear to the anxious shouts of the front desk.The patrolmen followed closely behind, scrambling to the rear and upstairs, as if they wanted to rush into the criminal dens and seize the stolen goods.

The house-elf huddled by the gate in fear saw a few familiar faces among the crowd gathered outside to watch the commotion. The house-elf showed a wretched smile similar to his master's, and disappeared by the door without a sound. .

When the house elf reappeared, it was at the door of a carved door. It went straight into the door, came to the owner's side, panted with a little excitement, and described what it saw and heard just now.

"Well done." The fat man took out a pinch of shredded tobacco from the box.

The house elf thanked Dade for taking it with both hands, and bowed humblely and retreated.

"What news?" The woman sitting on the sofa asked lazily.

"Felt said that it found several acquaintances outside the door at the same time the patrol arrived. Two of them were not my acquaintances, they should belong to Krum." The fat man raised his legs leisurely.

Victor, who was standing by the French window with his chest crossed, said, "Who is it?"

"One is the captain of the Merry Corolla team - a self-conscious patient who always sees the flamingo train as a thorn in his side; the other is a Quidditch star like you." The fat man deliberately pretended to be close.

Victor picked up the coffee cup on the chest of drawers as if he hadn’t heard anything, took a sip, then turned around, admiring the hotel next door, which was only separated from the building they were in by an atrium garden, and clearly saw the patrol of the Ministry of Magic in Montenegro The staff ran back and forth in the corridor in a panic, and retreated in embarrassment amidst the curses of the tenants.

Their news was accurate, but it was a pity that it was one step too late.Through this incident, we can see the following points: First, the Death Eaters have more sources of news than expected, and they came prepared; second, the enemy may have infiltrated the Ministry of Magic of Montenegro. It is still unknown whether the Death Eaters are their own people or just using each other. Third, the more serious the crime is, the harboring of wanted criminals is a good excuse.

"... Krum? Victor? My dear?" The fat man yelled several times and was ignored. "I'm Rig, my dear, why are you ignoring people..."

The woman sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette coughed violently when she heard it, and seeing his coal-like dough face winking and frowning, she really wanted to throw the pipe in her hand on that fleshy face.

Master almost collapsed.

"Honey, don't you want to know?" Fatty's cosplay was quite happy, and he couldn't hold back his thick mouth.

Victor looked at it coldly, his face turned blue, and the fat man saw that he was upset, and quickly sat upright with his eyes on his nose, his nose, his nose, and his heart.

"I said I said the other was Willie Danler."

The woman on the sofa laughed loudly, "I didn't expect our team's ace to be so hated, knowing that it is a certain ace's territory, but still wanting to use the situation to cause trouble." She suddenly stopped laughing and scowled. "Fortunately, I gave up the idea of ​​poaching him to the Vulcan team. It seems that I am still very wise and powerful."

This somewhat narcissistic woman is the new boss of the Vulcan team, Miss Brandt who always wears long dresses with slits and thighs exposed as wizard robes.Last month, Mr. Brandt announced his retirement, and the Basteto Vulcan team was officially handed over to his niece.The Vulcan team ushered in the first female leader since its inception.

"You gave up the idea at the beginning because Dan Le's appearance caught your eye." Victor directly exposed her.

"That's the truth. No wonder there is a saying that ugly people do more mischief. Such ugly monsters should hide at home and swallow beauty potions every day." After it is finished and ignited, it is respectfully returned to the past, and after all this is done, it returns to silence like a prop.

The fat man has become accustomed to this woman's arrogance, "Dan Le is ugly, so what about me?"

"You don't need to be defined by beauty and ugliness." Miss Brandt made no secret of her inherent nature as a lifelong member of the Appearance Association.

The fat man looked bitter, and Miss Brandt rolled her eyes, "Krum, if it weren't for me, this matter would not have gone so smoothly, you have to admit it."

What are you kidding? !Because Mr. Brandt is kind to him, if this woman is not the boss, the master will not want to talk to her.

"I don't admit it," said the master bluntly. "It's nothing to you at all, you came here by yourself."

Miss Brandt didn't take his attitude seriously, and said, "Bring me a meal as a reward. By the way, bring your baby too. Don't forget... well, it doesn't matter if you forget, let me remind you."

This is her real purpose, the master gritted his teeth.

Up until now, Chief Sturluson has been bothered by deep V-necks and high slits, but there's no need for it. It should be the master who feels the chest tightness.Miss Brandt is a face control, her hobbies are the same as the female captain of the Vulcan team.The difference is that the female captain pays attention to spiritual enjoyment, and maintains the principle of being able to be viewed from a distance but not being played with. Far away YY, advocating distance is beauty.Miss Brandt puts more emphasis on face-to-face physical contact, and is also a standard action style. It seems that she must do it herself, and she will be a lustful hungry ghost without handles.

Miss Brandt has been obsessed with Heimdall ever since that visit. If she hadn't repeatedly confirmed that Heimdall doesn't like women, she would have thrown away her gloves and challenged Victor head-on.She is not afraid of Rommel. From Miss Brandt's point of view, people like Rommel Strulusson must pay more attention to his son's preferences. As long as his son likes it, he doesn't care whether the other party is a man or a woman.

Miss Brandt often invites the female captain to go out for drinks, but unfortunately the number of invitations is limited. The female captain has a family, and finally tied the knot with the Seeker of a third-tier team who has been chasing for six years.Miss Brandt felt that the female captain had wronged herself too much, the Seeker could only be considered handsome, and her vision was too low.Still, she sent her sincerest wishes.

Without the company of the female captain, Miss Brandt, who had nothing to do, wandered around the team every day. Her appearance, combined with her sexy way of dressing for fear that others would not know how good her figure was--the master once commented that it was immoral, some The third-rate magazines began to "dig out" the so-called dirty inside story uneasy and well-intentioned. With the help of the hostile team, Miss Brandt's name often appeared in Quidditch and gossip magazines, and the contents were without exception. Was having an affair with someone on the team, alluding to her being promiscuous, etc.

In these reports, there is basically no figure of the master. Victor, who has been persecuted by scandals more than once, has already practiced his kung fu to avoid the camera. Whenever the camera is raised, the reporters on the camera side will find that the distance between him and the boss is at least 50 meters. rice.

Human beings are not sages, and mistakes are inevitable.Once he was photographed by a tabloid with little circulation, and Victor was furious and became very angry. Miss Brandt didn't care at all, and laughed at him for making a fuss. As a result, Victor glared at him: "I don't want to make Rigg sad, although He is not an unreasonable person, but these non-existent things are deceiving people too much!"

Miss Brandt was taken aback for a moment. That afternoon, the report would no longer be available on the wizarding newsstands in Europe.

After that, every time Miss Brandt recalled Victor's expression and eyes that day, and Heimdall's face on the day of his visit, she couldn't help thinking, this is true love, it should be love...

Regarding this, she has always been skeptical, just like she does not believe that the female captain can be in love with her husband forever. In the final analysis, Miss Brandt does not believe in love and believes in instant pleasure, so she is waiting for the male and female lovers to break up... ...But wait, wait, wait, the master put on Heimdall's engagement ring, and with an expression that I have in the world, he was actually sullen and sweet, and seemed to be unintentionally shaking his fingers vigorously in front of her eyes.

Miss Brandt turned livid, and vowed never to believe in love again, though she never believed in it.

When Victor came to the hotel where Snape was temporarily staying, Heimdall helped Snape, who had just recovered from a serious illness, go down to the first floor.Seeing the dusty boyfriend striding forward, the smile on his face immediately warmed up.

"It's not like I have a broken leg or a hand." Snape didn't understand why, retracted the arm he was holding, and walked to the side chair and sat down.

Victor handed over the cloak and other things to the house-elf, turned around and hugged Heimdall, "Hello, dear." He dropped a few kisses on his lips.

Heimdall's obedient Master Ren kissed for a while, then took the initiative, hugged the other's face and gnawed and gnawed, until an uncle who walked down the stairs coughed a few times, and then left without further satisfaction.

"Krum." Lucius held out his hand to Victor.

"Hello." Victor shook his hand, and he turned to Snape. "Professor Snape, hello."

Snape nodded, took his hand and shook it, "Hello, Krum."

"Thank you." Lucius knew the purpose of his trip and patted Victor on the shoulder affectionately.

Victor smiled, his face was a little shy, and his eyes were a little cautious. He was always in this state in front of the elders except Rommel, and he gained the favor of the elders subtly and invisible.Heimdall often thought that he must have done it on purpose.

After the three of them sat down, Victor said to Snape: "There were some twists and turns, but overall it went smoothly. They have already contacted the person who connected them and left Kotor late last night."

Snape's expression could not be called relaxed, but his suspended heart relaxed a little, and he must not relax until the Dark Lord was completely defeated.

"During the first encounter, the overseas branch of the Order of the Phoenix lost two young members." Heimdall conveyed the news from Peter, "There is another who is seriously injured and is still being treated. Hard to say."

Hearing the news of the casualties, Lucius and Snape couldn't help feeling a little depressed. Their good lives were suddenly cut off. It was hard for anyone to hear, let alone two young people who had a bright future.

"Rig, where is the beef you bought for me? Where did you put it? I didn't find it in the kitchen." Peter's voice came, and then he appeared at the other end of the dining room with his mouth full of blood, holding a small piece of red meat in his hand. It's probably something like fresh meat.

This unlucky boy!Heimdall took advantage of the fact that Lucius and Snape, who had their backs turned to him, didn't react, jumped up and rushed over to block their eyes, and pushed Peter back to the kitchen in three steps at a time.

"I'll look for it, I remember it's next to the stove..."

It's not that Heimdall doesn't trust Lucius and Snape. IW's police force is small, and the unwritten rules are like old lady's foot wraps. It's more cumbersome than the international police force. The little secret of the IW police force, the subsequent isolation and follow-up audit will definitely make a living person lose ten catties.

Peter is also a man who can't hide his words, and Heimdall doesn't count on him at all.

The author has something to say: on Saturday, the air quality in Shanghai was severely polluted. Fortunately, the wind blew it away in the afternoon, but when I went out in the morning, I always wanted to cough when I walked on the road, and the people around me coughed every now and then. , as if something was stuffed in the nasal cavity, very uncomfortable.

After the dust in the air is inhaled into the lungs, there is no way to expel it. So far, there is no way.In addition to reducing outdoor activities, we can only strengthen the resistance of the respiratory tract through dietary adjustments, and often eat something that nourishes the lungs and clears the lungs.

There is a tea drink that friends who have similar needs like me can try, that is, boil water with Luo Han Guo.

Many people have a sore throat and like to brew Panda Hai to drink. Panda Dahai is very cold and not suitable for long-term drinking, especially for people with weak constitution or weak stomach. Moreover, Panda Dahai is slightly poisonous.If you have an uncomfortable throat, or if you want to clear the lungs and moisten the lungs, Luo Han Guo is a good choice.

Luo Han Guo has three benefits: clearing the lungs and relieving the throat, reducing phlegm and relieving cough, and laxative (relatively mild and non-irritating).It has a good effect on tonsillitis, pharyngitis, lung heat, cough, yellow phlegm, etc.

People who often use their throats can drink Luo Han Guo drink appropriately, such as teachers and hosts, to help relieve chronic pharyngitis.For chronic pharyngitis, treating the throat alone does not work. The throat is guided by the kidney meridian. Talking too much actually depletes the kidney qi, and people who often stay up late can also damage the kidneys and easily get pharyngitis.

Luo Han Guo can come in handy at this time. In addition to clearing the throat and throat, it also has a certain effect of nourishing the kidney qi. It can kill two birds with one stone, so that chronic pharyngitis can be conditioned at the root.

So in the future, if your throat feels uncomfortable, don’t soak in Pang Hai, but instead soak in Luo Han Guo.

One thing to note, people with spleen and stomach deficiency should not drink for a long time, and stop after drinking for a while.

Arhat Qingfei Drink——

Take 7 Luo Han Guo, break them into small pieces and put them in the pot (wash the surface with clean water), pour three cups of water into the pot, boil on high heat, turn to low heat after the water boils, and boil on low heat Cook for about 40 minutes, turn off the heat, decant the water, and pour it into a clean container.Pour the remaining Luo Han Guo dregs into three cups of water. The cooking method is the same as the previous process. After 40 minutes, decant the water.Mix it with the water from the first pass, pour it into a container, cover it and put it in the refrigerator after cooling, it can be stored for about a week.

Take out one-third cup each time and mix it with hot water for drinking. It clears the lungs and relieves the throat, moistens the intestines and laxes the bowels, and can also eliminate bad breath.

Mangosteen is selected. I have it in supermarkets, Chinese medicine stores, and places that sell tea. Basically, every private place that sells tea can buy Mangosteen.When choosing Luo Han Guo, you should choose the ones with dry surface, moist core and not hollow. When choosing, you can shake the Luo Han Guo, and the hollow ones will make a sound.

Mangosteen is very sweet - there is no need to add sugar or honey to drink this Mangosteen drink. After the sweetness of Mangosteen is over, there will be a little bit of bitterness. It feels like a traditional Chinese medicine. The boiled water is thick soy sauce color.

Friends in need can try it, the air quality is frustrating.