HP's Foreign Land

one,

It was pouring rain outside the house, and no one in the house could tell exactly what time it started. Even the house-elf, who worked as hard as he could with a watch, was ambiguous on this issue.They were delighted that their masters didn't really want to know the exact answers, and they disappeared quickly with more cringe than usual humility.

The luxurious bedroom was burnt with mysterious high-end spices. This room was originally full of vitality like other places in the manor, as if the lush greenery of the Rhodope Mountains penetrated into the solid walls and window panes.Daisy frowned slightly in the light smoke, and the airtight room was uncomfortably silent, if it wasn't for...she wouldn't be able to stay for a second.

Daisy raised her eyes quietly. Anna, who was sitting on the sofa chair beside the bed like her, stared blankly at the old Mrs. Krum on the bed. Daisy swallowed the idea of ​​talking to her and continued to remain silent.

"Is Rigg staying for dinner?"

Daisy was stunned for a moment before realizing that Anna was talking to herself, and hurriedly opened her mouth and said, "Stay, they should have arrived at our house."

Anna was silent again.

With the "encouragement" of this conversation, Daisy lowered her voice and said, "Anna, what are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Anna finally turned her head.

"Curse, since the curse is still on the mother, according to the principle of eldest son and grandson inheritance, wait for mother..." Daisy couldn't continue.In fact, at the current sensitive moment, she shouldn't start this issue, and no matter how inherited this curse is, it seems that it will not threaten their family of four, but every time she thinks about it, she still feels like sitting on pins and needles.They were family, and she couldn't just sit back and watch.

"Mother will live a long life," Anna said.

Daisy had mixed feelings in her heart.

Anna added, "I will find a way to supervise everyone's life as healthy as possible."

This is a signal that she obviously doesn't want to talk about it. Daisy expressed her understanding, and now it's unnecessary to talk about it.

"What about her?" Daisy said vaguely.

Anna understood, "I thought about a lot of ways to get revenge, and then canceled them one by one, the curse is still on her, plus a series of self-righteous methods...Plov and Vidin were brought up by nanny, etc. She thinks of cultivating mother-child friendship, the two have already passed the age of relying on their mother; she puts all her enthusiasm on Victor, but repeatedly hurts Victor's love to achieve the goal of making Victor face up to his "mistakes" , Just now, she 'lost' her eldest grandson's family; and you, it may make you uncomfortable to say that, I apologize in advance-the mother is basically the same on the issue of treating her daughter-in-law, that is, turning a blind eye, she is used to ignoring You and your child are gone, and you only tolerated it for the sake of Vidin. You said, what is left of her? She died the moment her father-in-law passed away. Without getting out or trying to get out of the world her father-in-law created for her, she can't hold anyone in her eyes, including her children."

Daisy remained silent. In all fairness, the old lady did whatever she wanted under the guise of her family——this is what Daisy, who was upset, thought, and the result was chilling.She didn't comment on Anna's call, let alone refute it.

"You mean we get along with her just like we used to?" To be honest, Daisy was glad they didn't live on the estate.

Anna smiled at her.

Daisy nodded inwardly.

I don’t know when Daisy learned to ask Anna for advice without any qualms, and she would naturally follow Anna’s example and carefully refer to her words. Daisy used to go with the flow, even a little bit as she wanted .This is the "problem" she brought from the Sturlusson family. Before she got married, her family gave her the greatest freedom.

There was a slight groan from the bed, and the sister-in-law stood up at the same time, but the old lady didn't wake up.The old man on the bed had his eyes closed, his brows were furrowed, his face was pale and his breathing was rapid, as if he was falling into a terrible dream.The two daughters-in-law watched silently for a moment, then sat back together with a tacit understanding.

"I hate this smell. I get a headache after a long time." Daisy muttered.

The incense burned by the old lady is said to help sleep, but Anna knows that this kind of incense is not as simple as it seems on the surface.It is also the prayer incense of a mysterious religion popular among witches, and Anna's great-grandmother once devoted herself to that weird religion.I stayed in the room all day long and recited uncommon prayers, and my body was always filled with a strong, lingering hazy fragrance, dying of breath and dying.Great-grandmother began to burn incense and pray every day in the second year after her frail great-grandfather passed away due to family illness. At that time, the family believed that she needed a kind of spiritual sustenance to maintain her life, so they did not interfere. But as the days passed, great-grandmother’s mood It did not open up because of the new pillars, but became more and more haggard.

Anna always remembered the scene before her great-grandmother passed away, describing her as haggard, emaciated and emaciated.Thinking of this, Anna silently stared at the old man on the bed for a long time, but she couldn't find the slightest sign of softening in her heart.

Three minutes later, the old lady gradually came to her senses, and the calm Anna and the stern Daisy surrounded her at the same time.

The old lady focused for a long time before she recognized the person in front of her. She stretched out her arms excitedly, then lowered them weakly. Anna remained unmoved as if she didn't see it.

The old lady had no time to take care of these, "Anna, dear Anna, please persuade Victor, persuade him, he can't make the old grandmother sad..." The old lady took a few breaths and continued with difficulty, "The child will , he will have many children...Master Cassandra promised...he can't drag the whole family to be buried with him because of his own selfishness...grandmother can't let him become the eternal sinner of the Krum family...can't..."

Inside and outside the words, it was confirmed that Victor was the heir, and she completely forgot that she had promised Bernick the position of patriarch in front of the whole family.

Daisy rolled her eyes in front of her, but the old lady was too dazed to pay attention.

"Everything will pass, mother." Anna ignored her words and just comforted her patiently.

Daisy was happy to be ignored, willing to serve as the background, and never said a word from the beginning to the end.

The old lady became more and more anxious, but Anna didn't respond positively. The old lady's pale face had a few unhealthy blushes, but Anna still turned a blind eye.In the end, the old lady fell asleep again with strong reluctance. Anna helped her tuck the quilt and lowered the curtain.

Daisy followed Anna to the gate, "Follow me home for dinner."

Anna smiled politely, and Daisy pursed her lips angrily. When the door of the master bedroom closed behind them, Daisy suddenly realized that Anna had forgotten one very important thing. She did not tell Rieger the analysis results. The old lady, the old lady still doesn't know the real purpose of her husband Sergey's painstaking efforts-all her efforts are likely to be in vain.

Daisy opened her mouth, but chose to remain silent.

Did Anna really "forget"?

two,

When they returned to the blue velvet hut, Mionir fell asleep on the way back, his little head rested on Dapapa's shoulder with peace of mind, and Heimdall was playing with the multicolored fish toy that he held tightly in his hand before falling asleep , a small goldfish swims and rotates in the oval pendant, the pattern is a bit like a necklace that comes and goes, colorful and vivid.

It was a parting gift from Bernick to his nephew. Mionier liked it so much that he pinched it all the way until he fell asleep and slipped from his hand.

Rommel was watching the expensive bottles of liquid collections in the wine cellar, and he didn't rush up after hearing Dodoma's prompt. Dodoma quietly disappeared after receiving an order from the couple that they didn't need any services.

When Victor learned that Rommel was staying at home, he muttered in his heart. On the day Heimdall returned to school, the master stayed overnight in the blue velvet cottage. After dinner that afternoon, Rommel went out to find his girlfriend without hesitation. "Are.This "father-in-law", that is, Rieger, only "kept himself" when he was at home.

Victor sent Mionir back to the room, and with the help of the house-elf, he groomed his son and put him on the bed safely.

Victor returned to the room, and Heimdall sat cross-legged on the beanbag in front of the fireplace, and Victor sat down beside him.

"I hope my actions don't make you uncomfortable," Heimdall said.

"Don't say such superfluous words. If you were really afraid that I would feel uncomfortable, you wouldn't wait until now to ask me this question." Victor said pretending to be annoyed.

"I……"

Victor stopped his next words and said firmly: "In this matter, everyone can be blamed for no reason, only you and Mionier can't."

Heimdall shook his head, "I know what you mean, but you should understand that's not what I'm talking about."

Victor sighed. "I don't blame you for avoiding Grandma when explaining your reasoning."

No rage, no cynicism, Heimdall's performance is really quite restrained and polite.And Heimdall has long learned not to expect the old Mrs. Krum to look at him differently. Without hope, he will not be disappointed. But then again, before this trip, he still had an inexplicable desire to welcome the dawn. Hope, but unfortunately the reality did not favor him.

"Actually, I'm very angry, but it's more of a disappointment. It doesn't matter that your grandmother doesn't like me. Even mother-in-law and daughter-in-law don't get along well. I hate her attitude towards Mionier. You may have other possibilities. , I only have this child in my life, and I will not allow anyone to hurt him, so from now on I will not say a word about your grandmother in front of Mionnier. Plov and Anna and you and I have nothing I am simply expressing my attitude, if you understand it, you will understand it, and if you don’t understand it, I will never try to change it.”

The master's mind is full of the phrase "You may have other possibilities", which sounds particularly harsh.

"I am the same as you. Mionir is the only child in our life. You love him and I love him too. You can never exclude me from his and your life." Victor said righteously said.

Don't you think you're crooked?Chief Sturluson thought to himself.Thinking about it from another angle, the crooked building shows that he can understand. Heimdall's words were rather harsh. As the grandson of the old Mrs. Krum, the master was brought up from childhood. The relationship between grandparents and grandchildren is unquestionable. Grandly agreeing and echoing, Victor's avoidance of talking is already the most obvious statement.

The husband and wife leaned close to each other, exhausted physically and mentally by today's experience, and they watched the flames in the furnace in silence for a long time.Their bodies were warmed, and their hearts, which were suffering from ups and downs, were ironed.

"The next thing we have to do is to understand what the curse that has plagued the Jankulovska family for hundreds of years is. Although the curse is still on your grandmother, after her hundred years, Plov, you, and Mionier They will all be the next victims in line, if you are lucky, you will die, but if you are unlucky..." Heimdall spread his hands.

Victor has already figured out that the reason why Heimdall is so anxious is largely because, as he himself said, he cannot tolerate the slightest harm to his son.In other words, Krum and his son are completely in the light of the little doll.

Inheriting Lusalka's lineage and returning to his ancestors more than once, Director Strulusson unconsciously awakened some of Lusalka's instincts, "the safety of future generations is of paramount importance" is one of them.Lusalka's reproductive rate is so tragic that they tend to value their offspring more than their own lives.In other words, it doesn't matter if you don't have children. Once you have offspring, the master is destined to be second.

"What did you find?" Victor put aside his wild thoughts for a while, and put the business in front of his eyes.

"Can you find out exactly what happened to the curse in your grandmother's house?" Heimdall said distressedly. "The goblins clearly told me they couldn't find this. Before I went to the Rhodope Manor, Dad accidentally mentioned that old Mrs. Kroom's grandmother was a mudblood, which reminded me of the one who was found during the investigation. I can't figure out the unsolved case that inspired me at the same time. I speculate that the reason why Mrs. Krum's grandfather married a mudblood wife may be to transfer the curse. The wizard in the unsolved case heard that Muggles can counteract the effect of spells. Only then did I find a Muggle wife for myself, and the couple in the unsolved case turned against each other in the end, and blood splattered everywhere, which was horrible."

Victor's brows raised in thought, "You mean grandma's grandfather also tried to transfer the curse?"

Heimdall nodded, "The result is obviously not ideal."

Victor wiped his face and grunted quickly in Bulgarian.

"Then I followed that up with another hypothesis," Heimdall said. "According to the goblin's investigation, Mrs. Krum's grandparents didn't die for no reason. At least there are no weird gossips in the local area. And your grandmother is so old, and there is no sign of it. Of course, there is no sign of the curse. Yes." He died in a blink of an eye. "So I guess, there are trigger conditions for this curse. The conditions that are unfavorable to your grandmother have not been fully formed. Maybe it will not be formed in her lifetime, or maybe it will be passed down silently until one day... we You must not take it lightly. Plov, you, and Mionier, you are not out of danger, death is just in the way."

The wizard who cast the curse had already seen Merlin, and now Heimdall didn't want to know why the Jankulovska family had offended them, so that they would curse the Jankulovska family for generations at the expense of their own lives.Casting such a heavy spell, the life span of this person must have been reduced by decades, and if it was more intense, he might be killed on the spot.

"It's up to me to find out the details of the curse," Victor said.

"I'm in charge of searching for ways to crack the curse. Now I can't figure out what kind of curse it is. I can't do targeted collection. It's all about learning." Heimdall comforted himself.

Victor glanced at him, "Actually, you don't care about my life at all, you only think about your son!" The master got awkward.

Director Sturlusson squinted and said, "If you are willing to position yourself like this, I have nothing to say."

The master was at a loss for words, and quickly hugged and kissed the head of the room who was so arrogant.The two staggered for a while, and Heimdall suddenly sat up straight, and the master who was making trouble on him almost rolled into the furnace.

"What's wrong?" Victor sat up funny and embarrassed.

"Where did that young master of your family go?" Heimdall suddenly realized this question.

"The house-elf of the manor said that he went out in the family's carriage that day as usual, and the carriage came back by itself at dusk, but no one was there. Grandma told them not to make noise or look for them, so where did the child go? Do not know at all."

"He's suspicious," Heimdall mused. "If there is no one behind him, he would not be able to make such a big 'sacrifice' at his age. It is really a torrent of courageous retreat, and the timing of his disappearance is properly grasped."

The husband and wife stared at each other.

three,

Boyi, who made the couple tangled, was standing in front of Ludwig Brown. Professor Brown clasped his hands on the table in front of him, and he was always polite and smiling.People who are familiar with him will not regard his appearance as his true inner portrayal. When he is more amiable, it usually means that the situation is worse. Smart people will back away or think twice about their words.He has only met Professor Brown a few times, but Heimdall, who has seen the brutality of his city, will not take the gentle illusion seriously. Boye is not the case, so he is full of grievances and complains all the time.

"Do you know how much I have lost? That old woman can't leave me anymore." Derry's withdrawal order made him very dissatisfied.

Previously, Brown already had a general understanding of the current situation of the Krum family and the crazy remarks made by the old Mrs. Krum from him. At the same time, he also had some understanding of the curse of the Jankulovska family.The reason why it is only "some" is that Boye is so engrossed in the yellow and white things of Krum's house that he ignores the important information that seems irrelevant to him-and Brown tries to use these clues to grasp the purpose of Derry's several secret operations .

Brown waved his hand, and a teacup appeared in front of Boye.

Boyi happily picked it up and said without hesitation, "I've been thirsty for a long time."

Brown laughed but said nothing, "Is Dre sending you to Krum's house for curses? Or for money?"

"Of course it's for money!" Boyi said confidently. "That curse won't have a bad effect on outsiders, so let Krum kill each other."

Boye, as Brown's "masterpiece of art", has nothing to do with the Krum family. In order to take advantage of Dre's position, Brown tried his best and went through a series of arrangements to convince the Krum family of the origin of this illegitimate child. No doubt.Later, in order to please Dre, Brown completely shut up the woman who claimed to have an affair with Plov Krum.If it weren't for Derry, the original "new drug experiment" would not have been able to be carried out in the Quidditch world at all, and it would not have been quickly chased by some people eager for quick success and quick profit, which led to a larger market.At the same time, he also knows that Derry is not a partner worthy of long-term cooperation. He scoffs at Derry's tricky pursuit of maintaining a superficial appearance, and Derry is quite jealous of his unpredictable ruthlessness.These two have been sharing the same bed and different dreams for more than ten years, and they dare not take it lightly at any time.

"Boy," Brown called softly.

Boyi raised his head and met his eyes. In an instant, his face became dull as if hypnotized. The cup slipped from his hand and rolled onto the carpet, leaving a large pool of dark marks.

"What's Derry's purpose?" Brown asked leisurely.

"...He wants to know the specific content of the curse."

"The curse of Krum's house?"

"Yes."

"Why does he want to know about the Krum family's curse?"

"He said, he said..." Boyi's face showed pain. He was trying to resist the spell's control over his brain. Professor Brown's spell was even better, and his expression finally turned back to dull.

"What did he say?" Brown asked patiently.

"The curse of the Krum family...the law of eternal life...the powerful power..." Boyi stumbled, it can be seen that Derry didn't tell him specifically, he just knew the general idea.

However, it is enough.

"You can close your eyes now." Brown seemed to sing a serene lullaby.

Boyi closed his eyes obediently, collapsed on the sofa, his face became deathly white, and he stopped breathing.

four,

No matter what the fearsome villain is plotting again, the sun always rises the next day.

"Be obedient, baby, dad will come to accompany you this weekend." Heimdall gnawed at his son's chubby face.

Mionier pursed his mouth and silently expressed his reluctance, but he no longer cried earth-shatteringly like the day he returned to school.

When Heimdall was intimate with his son, he never forgot to talk with his animal friends. Everyone expressed that they would take good care of Xiaomi and would go through fire and water without hesitation.Only the heartless Si Xiang didn't come forward to see him off, and wasted flowers and plants in Rommel's garden.Creatures such as toads, lotuses, and electric armored green water dragons in the antique pool paved with cobblestones have not escaped its poisonous hand, um, poisonous hoof, if it is not because of Xiaomi's face, that one has accompanied Rommel throughout his youth The green water dragon of the era and even today almost electrocuted Sixiang to death...

Only then did Heimdall know that Dad's pet was actually a long-tailed lizard that can discharge electricity. It usually inhabits the pool, and like other similar ones, it is cautious and suspicious, and never shows its face easily. Likely to be a fatal blow.

It was hard to comfort the son, and then to comfort the husband - Xiaomi woke up suddenly last night, his face was full of panic, and he kept crying. Heimdall carried the child into their bedroom, and Mionier fell asleep again, which made the master dissatisfied all night.

It was an hour later when the carriage took off, and Heimdall just caught up with the first class of divination.

There are not many students taking this course, and there is no choice for students below the third grade, and it is not a compulsory course for those above the third grade.The Icelandic Ministry of Magic's senior wizard certification requires the teacher's score for this course as a reference, so Heimdall reluctantly took it.This was what he thought before going to England, and after returning from England...he still thinks so. How many Cassandras can be born in 500 years?Heimdall didn't think he had the honor and the talent.

"Hey, here!" Carlo, who was sitting in the last row, waved to him.

Although the Divination classroom in German School is not small, the number of seats is more than half that of Hogwarts.Carlo came early in the morning to occupy the favorable terrain, and no one wanted to sit in the front row during this class.The professor of divination in Durmstrang also has a vigorous experimental spirit.

Amidst the attention of the students, Chairman Strulusson walked quickly and sat down.

"The professor didn't come?" Heimdall asked cautiously.

The professor of divination in Durmstrang is also a pioneer who does not play cards according to the rules. Occasionally, on a whim, he enters the door 5 minutes before the class time, and records the names of the students present. In the following class, they were forced to tear up by all kinds of questions. No matter how strong the mind is, the top students will feel worried about their IQ.

"No, don't worry," Carlo said.

Feeling relieved, Heimdall asked again, "Is there anything wrong with the student union?"

Carlo said with a deep expression: "Brother, in fact, the student union can still exist without you." In other words, everyone will have a better life, and everyone is really good.Of course Mr. Jones dared not say this last sentence.

"By the way, there's really something to do." Carlo turned out his little book. "Go see Professor Karkaroff during lunch break, he has something to ask for you."

"what's up?"

"It seems to be about regular exchanges between magic schools or something. As the chairman of the student union, you have to accompany you to attend." Carlo closed the notebook, with a serious look. "Behave well when the time comes, and don't lose face in front of the student union chairmen of other schools."