HP's Foreign Land

one,

Victor didn't quite understand why Heimdall suddenly fell in love with Mao, without any warning before—although Mr. Room Chief occasionally had a whim.He silently walked beside Heimdall, silently confused and pondering silently.The brilliant smile on the director's face that blinds titanium alloy dog ​​eyes usually only appears during the end-of-year bloodletting promotion on the Three Wizard Streets of Europa, and today it was brought forward by a quarter.

Heimdall, who was unaware of her husband's entanglement, seized every minute and every second to build a relationship with the unicorn father.On the way deep into the woods, apart from the noise of the two babies playing, the room chief flattered him, and the unicorn father walked steadily, turning a deaf ear, very cold and iceberg.

The unicorn father who can't find a trace of variegation overturns the traditional concepts of the two wizard fathers about the gentleness of unicorns and the mercy of the Virgin. It turns out that unicorns also have character flaws. No wonder they dare to find wives across races without hesitation.

The crazy Mionir climbed onto Sixiang's back with both hands and feet. Sixiang was not unhappy because of his sneak attack. He flapped his little wings that were not yet full-fledged, jumped up and down around the three fathers, flew into the sky and escaped from time to time. It made a sharp neigh, which echoed Mionir's ghostly screams, and had a great time playing.

Father unicorn is always unhappy.

This was figured out by Director Sturluson himself, and he thought of it with his heart. If someone "struggled" on Mionier, and Mionier expressed his pleasure at it, he would probably spartanly remove that person from his son's back. Kick up and down.Fortunately, the father of the unicorn was well-preserved, and only stared at the beginning—this is also from the head of the room—the two babies stopped moving until the crazy and tired Mionier slipped off the back of the four elephants and turned around to look for him. Dads, the unicorn daddy is on the move again.

At that moment, both fathers had the illusion that their son had recovered his life.

In order to protect his son's personal safety, Victor decisively held him in his arms and tied him tightly with a dragon skin elastic band.

With lingering fear, Heimdall left the unicorn father and joined her husband and son.

Mionier gnawed on the snacks brought by Dapapa, quietly lay on Victor's broad shoulders and looked around the woods, which was quite different from the monkey pattern just now.

Victor watched the unicorn in front of him vigilantly, and asked Heimdall in a low voice, "What do you think?"

Heimdall was also unambiguous, "I need a lot of unicorn hair."

"What is it for?" Victor couldn't believe that he was just a sudden surge of desire to invent wands.

"One is to make a children's magic wand for my son. He is about to start class, so he may not be able to use it, so be prepared; the other is for you."

"I?"

"Vasilyevich's fire elf wand is still lying under the bed, it's time to bring it to light again. I've been thinking about it for a long time, read a lot of books, and referred to several sources. It seems that every method is inseparable from the independent Horned beasts, the gentle nature of unicorns makes their babies have an adsorption and fusion effect that other substances cannot match, so I need them, the more the better."

When Master Krum heard that it was for him, he felt so happy.

"Thank you for your hard work. Don't worry about the wand. The wand I use now is very convenient."

"To deal with Grindelwald, you must be willing to spend your money."

It's as if he wants to die with that person.

"..." The master wondered. "You want me to fight him hard?"

"Of course not!" Heimdall said vaguely afterwards: "What if there is a disagreement? We must add protection to you, that guy is vicious, despicable and shameless."

The master laughed.

Heimdall said earnestly, "You must not have the heart to harm others, and you must not have the heart to guard against others."

"Listen to you."

The head of the room said with satisfaction, "Give me some momentum later," looking carefully in front of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I want to talk to it more."

Seeing his serious look, Victor nodded with a suppressed smile.

two,

"Fly!"

Amid Mionir's surprised cry, the two fathers stopped and looked in the direction Mionir pointed, only to vaguely see a black shadow passing over their heads.At this time, they had already penetrated into the depths of the dense forest, far beyond the confidentiality of the Knights Tower.

This forest is different from the treacherous, gloomy and perilous forest in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts; it is different from the eternal and silent Durmstrang fir forest; it has light, water and wind, neither gloomy nor dead—the sea Mdar slapped himself, leaving a puddle of blood and a dead mosquito on his palm—the biggest feature is the unpredictable weather.

The sun had been shining brightly just now, but now it was overcast, and the forest darkened in a blink of an eye.

When they heard Mionir's curious cry, there was a roar of thunder in the sky.

The unicorn father took his son non-stop, and the two fathers quickly followed.

Mionir was still looking around on Dapapa's shoulder, looking for that Feifei - in the mouth of the little baby, all small creatures with wings are Feifei, so the two fathers were not sure whether he saw a worm or a bird.

The thunder continued, and the wind blew up.

Heimdall and Victor, who was holding his son in his arms, looked at each other, surprised at the erratic climate here.

There was thunder and wind, and I thought that the coming downpour did not come as expected.The gust of wind quickly turned into a gust of wind, and the sound of thunder became muffled and light, losing its initial thunderous aura.

The sunlight peeked out from the clouds that were gradually splitting, shuttled through the layers of branches, and fell back into the forest. The visibility was significantly improved, and Heimdall gave up the idea of ​​using fluorescent flashes.

Sage was still hanging behind a tree not far away, poking his head. The sudden darkness just now frightened him, coupled with the rumbling thunder, Sage almost ran back with snot and tears .Dodoma's anemic face flashed before his eyes, and Sage was shocked, realizing that he would rather get injured at work than return without success.I had no choice but to sniff my nose, hold my tears in my eyes, and rubbed forward tremblingly.Fortunately, God was kind to him, and the terrible thunder stopped before it collapsed.

Sage wiped away his tears, and gritted his teeth tighter.

Haven't arrived yet?The room chief, who was impatient to leave, began to look around like his son.

Then, he saw "Feifei" in his son's mouth and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Tun Tun?"

"Feifei!" Mionier reminded little papa authoritatively.

"My son, my name is not Feifei, but Tuntun." Heimdall taught earnestly.

Mionir opened his eyes wide to observe the small animals that landed on the treetops, and interpreted Feifei and Tuntun respectively into his own understanding mode. After a while, he came to a conclusion.

"Fly!"

Heimdall let out a breath, so let Feifei go, anyway, there will be a teacher to correct him in the future.

The master also looked surprised, "How can there be Tuntun here?"

Look, Da Papa also said it was Tun Tun, right? !Elder Situ Lusong gave his son a sideways look shamelessly, but it was a pity that Mionir was so engrossed in watching "Feifei" that he didn't notice the little Papa's complacency.

Tuntun is the habitual name of wizards for this magical animal. The appearance of Tuntun is very similar to that of swallows, with a small black head, bright red beak, slender eyes with light red eyeballs, and sharp wings. Narrow, the back feathers are mostly pitch-black, and the outer feathers have a bright yellow and green luster, which is a circle larger than ordinary barn swallows.

Tuntun also has a name, Black Elf. It is the patron saint of swallows, similar to the horse guardian Panglock. Its vocation is to protect migrating swallows and take care of the nests left by the swallows until they come back here in the coming year.

Swallows like to be close to humans. As the patron saint, the black elves usually haunt places where people gather. In places like forests where almost no one lives, there will be no black elves without swallows.

But here they saw the Dark Elves with their own eyes.

Maybe the distance is far away, maybe they haven't stepped into the defense range of the black elf yet.Tun Tun didn't reject them, he combed the feathers on his body nonchalantly, the yellow-green back feathers shone brightly in the sun, with a metal-like cold, hard and noble luster.

Heimdall and Victor stared at the legendary swallow patron saint in awe, and after a while reluctantly caught up with the unicorn father who had obviously slowed down.

If only there was a camera, Heimdall thought regretfully, he didn't think he would be so lucky to see this Tun Tun in the future.

"Feifei~~~" Mionier waved happily, but he was ignored at all.

Mionier didn't mind the other party's indifference, and just grinned silly.

Heimdall couldn't figure out how their son had so many happy cells, and it was comforting that it was better than bitter face.

The two fathers noticed that the unicorn father in front of them actually stopped in place, and ran over quickly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't expect to see the black elf." Sturlusson explained after running close.

Victor is noncommittal about his treatment of unicorns as human beings, which isn't the first time anyway.

The father of the unicorn stretched his legs and kicked a thick branch to entertain himself. Sixiang staggered and almost fell. After standing still, he hurriedly stuck to his father.

Heimdall was amazed, the unicorn father was quite violent.

three,

They live in trees.

Heimdall looked at the crumbling wooden house built on the tree, and asked the master, "Have the unicorns and Pegasus evolved enough to build their own houses?"

"It should be left by someone."

In any case, Santaudini is a hermit wizard village on the list, and there have been many ghosts and wizards who have settled here for hundreds of years.

They waited under the wooden house for a while, but they didn't see the unicorn father showing up for a long time. They were guessing whether they were fooled by the unicorn father in Heimdall's conspiracy theory, and the four elephants flapped their wings and neighed at them.

The two fathers looked bewildered, Mionnier watched silently, and said, "It's not the same, go up."

"The four don't let us go up?" Heimdall asked.

"Go up." Mionier nodded.

"I'm afraid that the apparition will harm Mionir." Heimdall said worriedly, he didn't want his son to suffer.

Victor raised his head and asked, "Let us all go up?"

The unicorn father poked his head out, Victor looked at him for a moment, and sighed to Heimdall, "It seems to mean to let us all go up."

"I knew I would have dragged Doudou together." The head of the office now misses the Doudan translator very much.

What's the use of saying this now!

Victor said, "We shapeshifted and pulled him up."

Heimdall thought about it and thought it was feasible.

Mionier understood Victor's explanation and was put on the ground. The two fathers transformed into one another, flapping their wings and stretching out their feet in the air.Mionnier followed the instructions of his fathers, carefully avoided the hook-like claws, and grabbed the upper part of the claws.The two big birds made sure that he was holding on firmly, and with the whistle of the white falcon, the big birds flapped their wings and jumped up at the same time. Mionier's feet lifted off the ground in a straight line, and landed on the platform in front of the wooden house in a blink of an eye.

Sixiang is not the first time to see Heimdall's incarnation, but it is the first time to see Victor's incarnation. The mighty and majestic appearance makes it fearful. It has never understood why the wizard can turn into a bird. Curiously Watching the majestic golden eagle transform back into a human form.

Bai Falcon landed on the broken chair on the platform, Mionier rushed over and hugged Bai Falcon, screaming, "Bai Bai, Bai Bai..."

Bai Falcon's stomach was almost squeezed out by him, and he screamed for help, and Victor hurriedly pulled the over-excited Mionier away.The little papa who had been transformed into a slumped slumped on the platform, smiled wryly and shook his head at his son.

He said to Victor: "It's really strong." There was no sense of blame in the words, as parents can't bear to scold, let alone such a small child.

Victor said a few words to Mionier with a straight face, Baby Millet lowered his head pitifully, and his little hands couldn't help picking at the seam of his trousers—it had become his habitual action.Although Heimdall usually disciplines Mionier more and seems to be stricter, in fact he loves him to a higher level. On the contrary, the seemingly lenient and tolerant master is more balanced and rational.

"He's still so young, just say a few words." Heimdall hinted to her husband not to make a big fuss.

Victor was indifferent to Heimdall's persuasion, staring at Mionnier and said, "Don't do this next time."

Mionnier pouted and nodded.

"You don't blame big daddy, do you?"

Mionier shook his head.

The corners of Victor's mouth turned up, and he scraped Mionier's little mouth.

"The mouth is so high, are you unconvinced?"

Mionier hurriedly covered his mouth, looked up at Big Papa cautiously, saw him smiling and looking at him, his fear and grievance disappeared in an instant, and he grabbed Victor's hand with a smile on his face, his bright smile did not leave a trace shadow.

Chief Strulusson resolutely refused to admit his envy and hatred.

Patronizing the family, not noticing the movement of the mixed-race family, except for the broken chair, there is nothing on the small platform.

Heimdall found that the door of the wooden house had been opened a crack, and Sixiang who had already got inside the door stuck out his head and called out to them.The two fathers hesitated for a moment, then took the children into the wooden house.

The three members of the half-blood family are hiding in the wooden house... hiding?Heimdall was very puzzled by his own judgment, perhaps it was their behavior of sticking to the corner that triggered such an association.

Before Heimdall could think about it, Victor's voice sounded, "There's something wrong outside."

Even though he was in a dilapidated wooden house, he could still hear the movement outside through the leaky walls. Indeed, just as Victor suspected, the forest that was still alive just now suddenly became silent.

They all came to the quarter-shattered window and looked out.

The sun was shining outside the house, and the trees were shady, but for some reason, there was an ominous atmosphere.

The dead woods are scary and creepy.

"What's that?" Heimdall, who accidentally caught a glimpse of a vague outline, said quickly, and subconsciously lowered his voice.

Victor hugged his son tightly and held his head so he wouldn't look out.

"It looks like..." Victor muttered, frowning. "snake?"

"You also feel like a snake?" Heimdall's heart tightened. "It seems to be quite big. Basilisk?"

The thing was some distance away from the tree house, and only a part of the reptile-like body could be roughly seen.

"I've never heard of a basilisk in St. Taudini." Heimdall muttered.

"Not sure yet," Victor turned to look at the half-blood family. "That's why you sent us up here?"

Of course, the unicorn father couldn't speak human language, so he remained silent.Mother Pegasus gently licked the slightly sparse mane of the four-faced horse.The half-breed family didn't take them to heart at all.

A weird scream sounded outside the door, and it was fleeting, and the two fathers pulled out their wands without saying a word.

Sage's figure suddenly appeared in front of them, and the two fathers were taken aback.

"Sage, Sage wants to follow the young master... Sage wants to protect the young master..." The little elf was so trembling that he couldn't speak clearly.

Heimdall gave him a gentle smile, "Thank you for thinking about the young master, come on."

Sage felt relieved, and clung to Victor's side - the young master was hugged by the elder, and he still had no sense of invisibility.

There was another sound outside the door, and the two fathers raised their wands again.

Pushing the door and entering was a Ponlock with a different appearance.

Victor recognized it and lowered his wand.

It was the first time Heimdall saw him, but after listening to Victor's description, he noticed the master's behavior, so he stepped aside to make room for Panglock.

Pang Locke was startled when he saw them at first sight, and instinctively wanted to run away, but the big monster under the tree was even more terrifying, it stuck to the door and remained motionless.

When the two fathers saw it, they recalled their actions, maybe they came to take refuge.

Their guesses are not far from reality.

During the time when the unknown big monster was "walking" in the woods, the tree house welcomed several groups of asylum seekers.In addition to Panglock; there is also the black elf Tuntun I saw before; a few owls; two litters of wild cats; a living hag, which Heimdall can name, and most of the rest Don't dare to recognize it, why don't you dare to recognize it, because they have specious shapes.

For example, the bird squatting on the mantelpiece stretching its tail, it has flaming red feathers, radiant, from behind, it is likely to guess that it is a phoenix, but its head is completely different from that of a phoenix. Say, the exaggeration is that it has two heads.

Mionir lay on Dapapa's shoulder, looking at the two-headed bird curiously.The sight of the head on the left met him unexpectedly, and Mionir shrank into a ball in fright.

The two-headed bird made a quacking laugh like a duck, and Heimdall was [-]% sure that it was not a phoenix. The phoenix sings like a song, and it is definitely not a male duck's voice.

Sage, who was also frightened, hid behind Victor's legs and tried his best to muster up the courage to stare at the two-headed bird until his eyes hurt—in order to avenge the young master.

The cry of the two-headed bird aroused public outrage, and the asylum seekers condemned it in various degrees.The small steel fork in the hands of the dominatrix is ​​inserted impartially on the mantelpiece, and she cuts off a few gorgeous feathers that the two-headed bird is proud of. The bullying and fearing the hard.

Heimdall hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help moving over to pick up a feather.Unexpectedly, with just such a movement, the burning sensation spread violently on the surface of the finger.Heimdall gritted his teeth and suppressed his exclamation, threw away the feather, only to find that his finger was intact.The feathers of the two-headed bird do not self-burn after detaching from the body like the feathers of the phoenix, and the color is getting darker and darker.Heimdall still took out a special container and put the feathers in it.

The refugees turned a blind eye to his actions, and the feather owner pretended to be a specimen and didn't care about it.

At this time, Panglock moved. It pushed open the door of the tree house and looked out, and opened the wooden door after a while.

The vigorous scene outside the house was restored.

This move was like a signal, and the refugees rushed out one after another, and a few impatients left directly from the gaps in the tree house, and the tree house, which was already riddled with holes, became more and more vulnerable.

Heimdall thought to himself that these guys seriously lack the concept of sustainable development.

The two-headed bird suddenly let out a shrill scream, and the animals that hadn't left saw its particularly stinky tail feathers lying lightly on the ground at this time, and the rear of its buttocks became bald.If animals could laugh, they would probably have turned the broken roof down with laughter.

The two-headed bird screamed and turned around the house, but did not find a suspicious perpetrator. It flew higher just now, and had a panoramic view of the actions of the two wizards and a milk baby. It is certain that it is not them.

who is it? !Who the hell is that? !

It's a pity that the two-headed bird couldn't take the opportunity to make waves, and the unicorn father's long warning whistle all the time, dispelled the two-headed bird's idea of ​​turning the whole tree house into nothing to vent its personal anger.It flew away from the tree house unwillingly, completely hating the wooden frame.

Heimdall collected the feathers calmly, it would be a pity to throw them away.

"Good job, Sage." Heimdall praised in a low voice when he stood up.

Sage, who was invisible in order to commit the crime, appeared next to Victor, his eyes were shining, and his face was shy - the behavior of the hag gave him the inspiration to pluck his hair.

Victor, who was about to take the child away from the depths of the dangerous jungle, turned his head and saw Heimdall approaching the unicorn father again.

Little Papa said: "What about Mao we agreed at the beginning? I was late for work because of your Mao. You can't break your promise."

He still misses that little hair!

four,

After returning to the Knights Building, the two fathers, who were already late, simply postponed their work hours until the afternoon.

"What do you say that is?" asked Heimdall, who was eating brunch at the table.

"I guessed it was a basilisk," Victor said. "But after seeing those animals, my mind started to waver."

Heimdall said with a headache, "I didn't expect monsters to appear near our house."

"Moving?" Victor joked.

"Never!" Heimdall held up his fork. "If you want to move, it will move!"

"The basilisk may have lived for hundreds of years, and they usually live for hundreds of years."

"It's okay," Heimdall forked a piece of potato into his mouth. "We bought a few more roosters and kept them in the yard."

It is said in the book that the basilisk will flee in a panic when it hears the crowing of the rooster.

"I think it may not be able to run." Victor pondered. "There have never been rumors of a basilisk appearing in Santaudini, indicating that it has been staying deep in the woods, at least it has not been bumped into by the residents of the village."

"It may also be artificially trapped in the woods," Heimdall thought of the weird weather change when he entered the forest. "The protection spell and the secrecy spell are more or less effective in blinding the eyes. Maybe they came from the hands of the original hermit. If this is the case, it is likely that they have developed feelings and cannot bear to kill. They simply trapped it in the forest and let it die. There is no way to come out to do evil. But the hobby of raising basilisks is really not worth promoting, and if you accidentally look at them, you will die."

"The basilisk is just our guess, it's hard to say for sure." Victor reminded.

"...It looks like eight or nine are close to ten," Heimdall said. "Didn't you see that those animals were afraid, they didn't even dare to make a movement."

"Don't you think the behavior of that unicorn is strange?" Viktor took another sip of coffee.

Heimdall nodded, "I also had a similar feeling on the way back. It seemed that we were deliberately led there so that we could feel the walking rhythm of the big monster."

From the attitude of the unicorn father, it can be seen that it has inner contradictions. It doesn't like to be in contact with them, nor does it like Sixiang to be friends with Mionir. Some kind of idea that they don't know at the moment drives it to suppress its own preferences. Put yourself down and engage with them.

In other words, it wants them.

"Does it want us to expel the basilisk?" Heimdall frowned. "Wizards should not intervene in animal fights."

With such an announcement, Heimdall began to consider sending Mionier to Rommel in advance. He could not make fun of the child's safety.

Victor temporarily gave up his unfounded fantasy and changed the subject.

"Get a lot of unicorn hair from Ponlock?"

Of course, the unicorn father would not tolerate Heimdall plucking hair from it, and the task of donating the hair fell to Ponlock.

"A lot, and the golden hair of the cubs, enough to make a good children's wand for Mionnier. There is also a surplus of adult unicorn hair. You don't know," Heimdall emphasized expressively , "I also got a small piece of unicorn horn."

Victor said with a smile, "Yes, these things are usually hard to find."

"That's right." Mie hahahaha, the room chief looked up to the sky and laughed.

In the yard, Plov sat under the flower stand drinking tea and reading books, and glanced up at Mionnier from time to time to make sure that he was fine. This day was very pleasant.

With Heimdall's affirmation, Sage began to officially become Mionier's little friend, playing football with the young master—Dodoma didn't want to die early, so he decided to turn a blind eye.

The little ball bounced and rolled into the corner, and Mionier followed to pick it up.

There was a gap in the tightly intertwined rose bushes, and the silver buds lazily protruded out of the gap, climbing upwards, and the bulging buds burst and stretched in the sun... After a while, the saplings of more than ten centimeters grew a lot taller , the tallest blade reached Mionir's chin.

Mionir stroked the sapling curiously, and the sapling swayed and fell with little white light, and the tentacles disappeared without a trace.

The rosebushes near the mud ground trembled and opened a hole again, and the Bowtruckle came out yawning. It raised its eyes sleepily, and was immediately frightened. Emma, ​​you have such big eyes. Look, it turned out to be a human milk baby with a silly face.