HP's Foreign Land

The representatives of the European Wizarding Countries Cooperation Organization were arranged to rest in a proper place, the large conference room was closed, and the maintenance department has moved in to carry out repairs.The proper resting place is located on the ground, and the work schedules of various departments show that the meeting room of the Traffic Command Center was closed all day today. As soon as the former Minister Lacarini appeared, the head of the Traffic Command Center generously opened meeting room.Here it faces the sun, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The charming scenery made the representatives temporarily forget the thrilling terrorist attack downstairs.Delegates sit in idyllic white wooden chairs with ice-cold butterbeer for shock.

According to the latest research by a pharmacist in a certain country, butter beer can't paralyze the mind of a wizard, but it can play a role in relaxing emotions.This research has not been certified by any relevant departments, and it is obvious that the head of the transportation department is willing to try to believe it.

Rommel took a sip and put it back in disgust, raising his eyebrows disapprovingly.

"We are always the ones who die for experiments."

On a whim, Heimdall threw the olives for decoration into the wine, and the taste instantly changed his expression.He pushed the cup away in shock, and the water stains on the table were quickly wiped away by the hardworking house elf.

"Is this butter beer not bad?" A person stood beside them.

Rommel, who was pinching the tobacco into the pipe, raised his head, the astonishment on his face was undisguised, and he even deliberately enlarged the exaggeration.

"Are you talking to us?"

The brows of the former Minister Lacarini twitched, and he looked straight at Heimdall with a gentle expression that made people shudder. Fortunately, Director Sturluson is a person who has seen the world, and he did not succumb to the obvious sugar-coated bullets. And dizzy.

"Thank you, your arrangement is very considerate." Heimdall knew that he would not say anything, and the person in front of him would not let him go easily.

As the representative of this year's presidency, when emergencies come, only the former Minister Raccarini has no right to follow the crowd.

"How are the injured representatives?" Rommel knew without asking that Raccarini had just returned from the injury center.

"They are all sober, and their emotions are relatively calm. When they woke up, each of them asked me in confusion when the new rules for wands were issued." The former minister of Lacarini said that there is no more text here. ——Although his expression didn't change at all, Heimdall happily made up this sudden stop into the sadness in his heart with nowhere to go.

"Actually, I want to know too," Rommel said.

Former Minister Lacarini didn't seem surprised, "I've sent someone to contact the Hungarian Minister of Magic, and maybe I'll know the answer in a while." In other words, the proposal to hand over the wand after entering the venue was proposed by the minister.

Rommel just snorted when he heard this.

Hungary is the rotating presidency of the International Federation of Wizards this year. This minister is notoriously incomprehensible. The emotional factors in his body are far greater than the rational share. It just popped up automatically, a typical member of the Turtle Ostrich Party, it is strange that such a person is still very popular among domestic wizards.

Heimdall thought to himself that this minister was really unlucky, and an attack in the International Federation of Wizards building was really rare in a hundred years.Nowadays, it is difficult for wizards and terrorist organizations in various places to become popular—not to mention the British side—they were bumped into by this minister when he was on duty.

Former Minister Raccarini walked around the conference room, listening to other representatives, asking if they needed help, etc., and then returned to the Sturluson and his son.

"Did you take the wrong medicine today?" Rommel found it hard to believe that they would have a peaceful coexistence one day.

Former Minister Raccarini's brows darkened, and before he could say anything, Heimdall quickly followed up with an air of high-spiritedness and integrity.

"You don't need to thank me too much, saving you is just a matter of effort, I would do that to any wizard today."

The former Minister Lacarini did not have an M physique, and he always regarded his political status as much higher than that of Rommel Sturluson, so when the two fathers and sons tacitly expressed their dissatisfaction After taking him to play together, the former minister, who thought he was condescending, quickly responded with a sneer of disdain, but unfortunately, he was delayed by a group of family members scrambling to leave.

They are all colleagues and relatives of the representatives. After hearing the news, they rushed to the International Federation of Wizards building, and were allowed to enter this conference room after a series of tedious investigations.Usually such relatives have some knowledge, such as this beauty who stepped on high heels and jumped at the former minister of Lacarini with breathtaking speed.

"Lombardy dear, I was scared to death, I was really scared to death, you don't know that my heart almost jumped out of my throat when I heard the news," in order to show a low profile, he deliberately wore a body that was completely different from the usual aesthetics. Miss Dahlia in a different brown and black wizard robe was almost hanging on the former minister's body, and her two hands were nimbly groping on the other's chest, looking as flustered as a raccoon that was about to slip off a tree trunk. "You touch my chest, it's been plopping and plopping until now."

"...Usually it also jumps with a plop!"

Even the ex-Minister Lacarini, whose face was trained to be stronger than the city wall, couldn't help feeling extremely embarrassed. Under the half-smile and interested gaze of the representatives, he quickly corrected Miss Dalia's awkward hugging posture. In exchange for the woman's dissatisfied murmur.

When the former Minister Lacarini caught a glimpse of Struluson and his son's tacit understanding to the outrageous playful eyes again, it is impossible not to feel a little bit of regret in his heart. How far-sighted the principle of distance is, it's not the pretense he always thought.

In the past, the media always focused on Rommel's private life, and the headlines were often dubbed "corruption, promiscuity" and other unsightly words. The chairman of the branch never denied it. He calmly faced the flood of media and said that the red-light district The women here are usually knowledgeable and interesting, everyone hits it off, and the money is settled afterwards, there is no emotional dispute, and they will not force themselves to suddenly fall into a debt crisis one day.

After entering the twentieth century, the wizarding society has long lost sight of the moral ruler that has been hanging above the head for thousands of years. People are more and more accepting of endless and even unconstrained relationships between men and women. The accusations that followed Rommel gradually disappeared. The media also canceled their attention one by one.Rommel, who occasionally appeared on the gossip news because of revelations about his private life, was relieved. The former Minister Raccarini, who had always been regarded by the domestic wizards as a loving and long-lasting husband, fell into an unprecedented public relations crisis because of the unremitting efforts of a certain daughter.

Polls show that some female wizards in the country have defected to his political opponents.If he stumbles in this matter, the Raccarini family is likely to end their control over the Italian wizarding world, and they will have to step down and bow down.

When Professor Lacarini accompanied Snow Strulusson and Victor Krum into the conference room in a hurry, the former minister of Lacarini subconsciously took a step back from the young female companion, which may be From a father's last thin sense of shame.However, Raccarini Jr. didn't notice at all, his eyes lingered on his father for a few seconds, his eyes were as distant and lacking in enthusiasm as usual.

With the comparison between Sturluson and his son, former Minister Lacarini may be able to realize what he has lost, or he may turn a blind eye as usual every time.

Miss Dahlia felt that she was being left out, she leaned over and said, "Honey, you don't look very well."

Peter, who ran in like a locomotive, was deeply inspired by the situation. He accelerated under his feet, overtook Snow and Victor, and rushed into Heimdall's well-prepared space instead of them. In his arms, the little bird snuggled up to each other's chest, and said shyly, "Dear Lige, are you okay, I'll come back as soon as I hear the news, don't be afraid, I'm here for everything."

Master Krum, who stood behind Peter and watched all this, grabbed Peter by the back collar expressionlessly, and pulled him away with all his strength.Heimdall cast a lifeless look at the troublesome Peter, who immediately hid behind Snow and pretended to be deaf and dumb.Heimdall hugged his boyfriend and Snow respectively, telling them that he and his father were safe.

"What the hell is going on here? How did he bring his wand in?" Snow was puzzled.

It's a pity that no one can answer this question.

"At least people are under control," Victor said.

Everyone discussed their guesses for a while, and Heimdall noticed that Peter was winking frequently, so he apologized, flirted with the master for a while, and left the meeting room with Peter.This group of participants cannot leave the building for the time being, and must be investigated by relevant persons to confirm their identities.The incident that Ludwig Brown brought his wand into the arena and caused riots sounded the alarm for the security department of the International Federation of Wizards, causing panic in the entire building.

Heimdall and his boss met at a simple bar, usually there are always groups of wizards smoking pipes in their busy schedule, but now they only see figures coming and going like the wind.

"Maybe I shouldn't provoke him." Heimdall roughly described the scene at the time.

Hollingworth had his own opinion, "Since he managed to bring the wand in, it means he had this intention long ago."

Heimdall said: "Everyone is now speculating that Ludwig Brown is involved with the Saints organization. It has not been more than a week since the last Saints suddenly attacked the stadium." The time is close and the place is not far away. So many representatives in the conference room talked like this.

Hollingworth was silent.

"We are now..." Heimdall hesitated.

"Look at what the Spanish Ministry of Magic said, if they plan to clean up the mess themselves, we'll just have to listen to it."

Heimdall was silent for a moment, "What's going on with Professor Snape?"

Once the news of Gucht's arrest came out, for the sake of Heimdall's safety, he was afraid that Voldemort's wrath would affect him. The professor refused him to participate in the activities of overseas Death Eaters. He hadn't contacted the professor for several days. up.

"The most surprising thing is this. There is nothing wrong with him." Abnormality is a monster, and Hollingworth can't figure out what the uneasiness hovering in his heart represents.

Heimdall asked in surprise, "Didn't Voldemort lose his temper?" That man was not a good, understanding person.

"Yes, the temper is not small, but Professor Snape insisted that the Dark Lord is very weird, because Voldemort just lost his temper and did not take the next step. Usually he would name and catch a few unlucky people to vent his anger. This time it was just It's not like his style after yelling and cursing a few times and then disappearing."

Heimdall fell into deep thought, "...Actually, I still have a lot of questions that I haven't figured out, and I feel that there are more doubts lurking behind the seemingly clear answer. Ludwig Brown's sudden outburst did not relieve me. The uneasiness made me even more uneasy. It was all going so well, but unfortunately I couldn't find a clue to relax."

Hollingworth didn't laugh at him for worrying, and said calmly: "Then find an opportunity to relax yourself."

By the time they left the building of the International Federation of Wizards, it was past tea time, and several people bid farewell in front of the building.The purpose of Victor's trip was originally to visit his mother, who knew that such a frightening thing happened.Heimdall repeatedly promised that there would be no more mistakes, and even brought out Comrade Peter to make up for it. Although the boyfriend had a bad impression of the seemingly frivolous little man, he finally compromised under Heimdall's focused eyes.

"Yel is also here, at the bar we often go to, he can't get into the building, I told him to wait there, you can go back with him." Victor said.

Heimdall was stunned for a moment, and quickly returned to normal: "Say hello to Anna for me."

When I hugged my boyfriend partingly, I heard him say: "Your eyes are rolling around, do you have any plans?" Otherwise, this baby would definitely ask to visit her mother with him.

Heimdall asked in surprise, "Did I roll my eyes?"

"Just guessing, you didn't deny my guess." The master raised the corners of his mouth calmly.

Heimdall smiled softly, hugged his boyfriend's neck seemingly reluctantly, and whispered in his ear: "I'll talk to you when I get back tonight, be obedient." The master slapped his face several times.

The master didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he patted his butt twice, and watched him leave with grinning teeth.

Heimdall pushed the door open, waved hands with the boss, and found Yael on the seat along the street.

"Are you okay?" Yael stood up hastily the moment he saw him.

"It's okay." Heimdall smiled, and patted the other person's shoulder again.

Just as Yael cast a puzzled look at him, Heimdall had already withdrawn his hand.

Yael didn't take it to heart, a little worry appeared on his face.

"I was taken aback by the news of the attack, but unfortunately I couldn't get in."

Heimdall gestured to suspend the order, and a glass of lemonade appeared on the table.

"Sorry for worrying you."

Yael showed a relieved expression, "It's fine." Then he said casually, "Why did the attack happen when it's so good?"

"A person who was questioned suddenly pulled out his wand and attacked others during the hearing. Fortunately, no irreparable casualties were caused. The fear and fear have passed."

"What about the person being questioned?"

"Being arrested, this is the murderer. In other words, the case is solved and everyone is relieved." Heimdall looked elated.

"The case is closed?" Yael asked uncertainly.

"It's over. Oh, I get excited when I talk about this, and my mouth gets hungry when I get excited. I'd better have something to eat."

Yael smiled, lowered his head to avoid the other party's gaze, and took a big gulp to drink from the cup.

"Ludwig Brown!" Heimdall jumped up.

Yael almost sprayed the drink in his mouth on the table, hurriedly looked up and looked around, before he realized what his actions actually revealed, Heimdall had already run towards the door.

"I'm sorry Yael, I suddenly thought of something, you go back first!" The voice still remained in the store, and the person had disappeared outside the door.

Heimdall, who went out and went straight to the Wizarding Union building, rushed to the office area where IW belonged without stopping, and found the boss who was still working overtime. The boss looked puzzled and called Peter.

"What's wrong?" Peter was also at a loss.

Heimdall handed his right hand to Peter, and asked excitedly, "Try it, is it this person?"

Peter inexplicably grabbed Heimdall's hand and sniffed it, "There's no bad smell, what did you touch just now?"

Heimdall couldn't help but look dejected, "If you smell it carefully, is there any smell that you feel particularly familiar with?"

"You have a lot of smells that I'm familiar with."

Seeing that he still looked confused, Heimdall scratched his nose, "Have you ever smelled it before and never smelled it again?"

After hearing this, Peter raised his hand again and put it under his nose to sniff, and was about to shake his head when his expression changed suddenly.

Heimdall's eyes lit up, "How is it?"

Peter sniffed again, and looked at Heimdall suspiciously, "Who were you with just now?"

Heimdall said, "Answer me first, is it that person?"

Heimdall walked out of the International Confederation of Wizards building alone, and after turning a few streets, he ran away suddenly. The more he ran, the more remote the area became, until he got into a quiet alley.After a while, Captain Xiaoqiang, who hadn't seen him for a long time, climbed onto the back of his hand, waving his thin tentacles.

Heimdall turned around and walked towards the alley, then his figure flickered and disappeared.

The man in black, who kept a distance from him, was startled. When he came to his senses and prepared to retreat, Peter, who was behind the oriole, kicked his legs and stepped on the opponent's back. The man in black staggered and almost fell to the ground. While standing still, he quickly used apparition, but was left in place by the golden rope that broke through the air, and was dragged a big somersault by the embarrassment.The black hard top hat on the head of the man in black rolled to the side, and the blood-red trim on the top hat seemed a bit dimmed.

Peter flung his teeth and claws, and was hit by the man in black's "Tarantella Dance" spell. Peter's feet danced uncontrollably, and finally fell to the ground with his ass.Peter roared angrily, and the man in black raised his wand again, but was stopped by Heimdall who was guarding beside him—the man in black stuttered under the effect of the tongue-stumbling spell, and was unable to recite the spell clearly, and was immediately knocked away by the disarming spell wand.

Peter clamped the opponent's hands and pressed the man in black to the ground, with a look of anger that couldn't be suppressed.

"Don't hurt him!" Heimdall ran up to the two of them, stopping Peter's rough behavior.

"Are you mentally ill?" Peter was a little annoyed.

"I'm fine, I'm just preventing you from hurting my friend." Heimdall pointed out calmly.

"Friend?!" Peter scoffed. "Friends who attack people?"

"He didn't attack me, remember? You can't blame me for mistakes in combat."

Peter was irritated by Heimdall's words, he suddenly let go of the man in black and stood up.

"Okay, since you are friends, I don't care about it!" Then he turned and left.

Stopped by Heimdall, "Why are you getting angry, he is him, you are you, and you are my friend."

Peter's mouth shrank when he heard this, and he said unhappily, "An explanation is a cover-up!"

Heimdall thought helplessly, what can I hide?Can't help but suspect that this short winter melon lied about its age.

The man in black got up from the ground, and Heimdall lifted the tongue-binding curse first, picked up the opponent's wand and shook it in his hand, and then handed it back to the man in black.Peter, who pretended not to start, frowned when he saw this, but Heimdall insisted on going his own way, so he had to keep his face straight and pay attention to every move of the man in black.

"It really is you." Heimdall couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in right now.

The man in black bent down to pick up his top hat, and put it back on his head.At the same time, the fog surrounding the face that made it impossible to see the facial features dissipated, and the face that appeared behind the fog was Yael Lavela.

"I was being careless," Yael said.

"Thinking about it now, you have always been so careful that it makes people creepy. If you don't take the bait today, I really don't know how to force you to show up." Heimdall expressed his sincere admiration for his acting skills.

"How did you find out? Ask my principal for confirmation?" Yael recognized at that time that the parrot that always got the wrong direction and liked to talk nonsense was the pet of the principal of his alma mater.

"Multiple verifications. Your principal's letter is just one of them. It told me that you graduated last year and you are not a repeater. Your principal was very impressed by the outstanding Mr. Lavella, and even asked me where you are now. What are you doing? It can be seen that even he doesn't know where you will go after graduation."

"Anything else?" Yael asked curiously.

"I also asked my father. Although he didn't give me a clear answer, the mere statement of an acquaintance arranged by Professor Katenin gave me enough room for imagination. I remember that you were late when you came, and my father had a deep feeling in his bones. He is not an easy-going person, it is reasonable for him to personally pick up my cousin to the school, you are not related to him, and he will never let Tianma detour without special reasons."

"Not bad, is there any more?"

"The last and most important point is that you have been inducing me. From the first newspapers and magazines, almost all the materials that can inspire me come from you directly or indirectly. You always seem to inadvertently cause me to watch something. What. Occasionally I wouldn't notice it, but more often than not it becomes suspicious," Heimdall said. "There are other insignificant details and doubts, so I won't repeat them one by one."

Yael laughed, and didn't seem to be troubled by it, "Oh, oh, it's still exposed."

Heimdall stared at his bright and unaffected smile, "Are you a member of the Red Hat?"

Yael nodded and said cheerfully, "Felix Katenen is my boss."

Peter, who had been listening to them coming and going, said in confusion, "Do you know each other?"

Heimdall smiled, "Didn't I just say that he is my friend?"

"I thought..." Peter scratched his head. "Then is he a good guy or a bad guy? Should we arrest him?"

As a wizard policeman, Peter should bring the members of the red hat to justice, but Peter seems to be very unfamiliar with the unemployed small company that the original killer organization is now trying to change careers, and Heimdall is happy to be vague.

"He's my friend," Heimdall said.

"Oh, then don't catch it." Peter shrugged.

Heimdall said: "I would like to introduce you formally. This is Yael Lavella, my schoolmate in Heidegerak."

Yael held out his hand and added, "I'm still a huge Viktor Klum fan...that's not a lie."

Heimdall patted him on the shoulder knowingly.

Peter's emotions came and went quickly, and he held Yael's hand carelessly.

"Please don't tell anyone about this," Heimdall asked Peter to keep it a secret. "Even if it's Judge Hollingworth."

The two watched Peter walk out of the alley before Heimdall changed the topic to another direction.

"Although I seem to have figured out your identity, I still don't understand why you appeared here and why you followed me. You were the one who rescued me the night I visited Cimili Behemi. You also helped me when I didn't know. Why? Who is your employer?"

"Maybe it's your father?" Yael chuckled.

"My father has no interest in the Karel di Rupo thing, and you have been trying to arouse my interest, it seems that you are going to drag me into the water and get me involved. My father will not take the initiative to make me Trouble, let alone let me take the initiative to participate in creating trouble." Heim Dalton paused. "I can't think of who that person is."

Yael touched his chin, "Actually, you are quite smart, but smart people usually complicate simple things. Let me ask you, besides you, who cares most about Karel Di Rupo?"

"My boss, and many others, such as the French Ministry of Magic..."

"No," Yael shook his head and encouraged, "Think again, the answer is right in front of you, don't make detours."

Heimdall frowned.

Yale added: "You have consulted Karel Di Rupo with someone more than once."

Heimdall suddenly realized, and then gaped, "...Gellert Grindelwald."

Yael smiled, "My employer wants to see you, are you going?"

Heimdall came back to his senses, "Why did you suddenly want to see me? He knew you would be exposed?"

"We made a bet at the time. If I win, I will take you there. You can throw all your questions to him and let him answer your questions. Today you exposed my identity, So I won the bet."

"Thank you for trusting me so much. What if you lose?"

"Then there will be no frank confession today." Yael bared his big white teeth. "How are you going?"

"I'm getting more and more confused." Heimdall sighed. "You must know, just tell me."

"Sorry, I'm bound by a non-disclosure agreement and I can't do anything."

Heimdall was very entangled, and for the sake of his boyfriend, he devoted himself to keeping a distance from Lao Caipi.Why don't you report it to your boyfriend... Situ Lusong's wife and slave thought.