HP's Foreign Land

one,

The Death Eaters could push the door open at any time, and the two didn't stay in the Borgin-Bock store for too long. Heimdall left the store after Professor Snape under Mr. Bock's reluctant eyes.

Walking out of Knockturn Alley, they encountered a sudden situation that they didn't have when they came. They were surrounded by a group of vicious Death Eaters.Although Professor Snape was very angry, he couldn't stop the thugs from lifting Heimdall's cloak hat and questioning his identity.

"I know him," a Death Eater whispered to their leader. "Fenrir Greyback spoke of him, and the Dark Lord knew him."

Being able to be remembered by the Dark Lord is definitely not an ordinary cat or dog. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals cross-examined a few words casually with envy and hatred, and commented on the unattractive Derek Kenny, with ridicule and harsh words.The little leader of this group of Death Eaters seemed to wave his hand mercifully before Snape was completely enraged. Snape held back his anger, and led Heimdall away quickly from the loafing shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

There is a saying: The king of Hades is easy to see, but the little devil is hard to deal with.

They returned to Snape's secret residence in Ireland.

Sirius almost stepped on the floor of the living room out of the hole, and when he saw them returning safely, he immediately went up to meet them.

"Are you all right?" Sirius pulled Heimdall to scan from top to bottom.

"If something happens, will you still be standing here?" Snape sneered as he took off his cloak.

Sirius twisted his elated expression.

"I'm fine." Heimdall quickly grabbed Sirius' hand, he looked as if he might transform at any moment, and then bite something...

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Sirius took Heimdall to sit on the sofa.

Heimdall shook his head, and told Sirius Burk's answer.

Sirius was surprised, "Does he still remember those things?"

"Is there any problem?" Heimdall was puzzled.

"No problem..." Sirius shrugged. "I'm amazed that the memories of the Dark Lord are entrenched in his mind. I don't think the Dark Lord will be particularly lenient with him."

"Kalactacus Burke is a clever man," said Snape.

Snape was willing to bet that if it hadn't been for Rigg, Bork would never have said the words that would have put him in danger today.

"Without records, what are your next plans?" Snape asked.

"Go ask Mrs. Smith's relatives, I hope they can provide useful clues." Heimdall grimaced.

"Are you really interested in what happened to those things?" Snape asked again.

"Yes, I want to know." Heimdall said frankly. "It's a pity that the Bojin-Boke store can't provide transaction records. Otherwise, we can be the first to rule it out and turn to other targets instead of being helpless like we are now."

Snape was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, then he interrupted the conversation between Heimdall and Sirius, ignored Sirius' angry gaze, and said, "The You-Know-Who has a secret room."

Sirius suddenly realized something, and called out alertly, "Snape!"

Snape ignored his warning, and said directly, "I heard that the room is full of memory balls of the mysterious person, maybe you can find the memories you need after 1950."

two,

"I don't agree!" Victor said firmly.

"Actually, I don't agree either." Sirius nodded.

The two men glanced at each other hastily.

Snape looked at Heimdall, who smiled.

Victor naturally came here after hearing Heimdall's words, and the master was very happy that the room chief didn't start the show this time like before.

"Please let us talk alone," Heimdall said.

Snape gestured to let him go, and Heimdall pulled Victor out of the room.They stood by a window, outside the window was the patter of rain, and sometimes the wind would blow into the half-open window and wet the lemon balm on the window sill.

"Don't bother, no matter what you say, I won't allow you to take risks." Victor's attitude was very tough.

Heimdall took his hand and met his gaze.

"When Professor Snape asked me about my motive, my answer was for the future of my family and children. The curse of the Jankulovska family made me feel like I was sitting on pins and needles day and night. Don't talk, listen to me," Heim said. Darl tightened his grip. "To be honest, even if you mind, I think so. I don't care whether your grandmother is dead or alive. I care about Plov, I care about Anna, I care about you, and I care about our children. Once your grandmother dies, The next victim will be Plov...I don't want to see the Krum family sink into the quagmire of pain. I sincerely hope to figure it out as soon as possible, so that there is no future."

Victor kissed his fingers emotionally, "I understand what you said, but these don't make me brazenly stand by and let you take risks alone."

"Then act together," Heimdall said.

Victor laughed, "You regard the old den of the mysterious man as an amusement park where you can come and go freely?"

"Of course not. I really don't want to face him again unless it is absolutely necessary." Heimdall shook his head. "I believe that Professor Snape didn't say that on a whim."

three,

"You guessed right, of course I didn't do it on a whim." Snape raised the corners of his mouth patiently.

Sirius stopped trying to accuse Snape of ulterior motives, "Then what do you mean?"

Snape didn't bother to talk to him, and continued to say to the couple with a pleasant face: "The Order of the Phoenix intends to take action against that room, and the mysterious man never lets anyone approach that room, except for one person, Bellatrix Lyrics." Strange. Of all the Death Eaters, only Bella knew how to get into that room, and she was the only one who knew the password."

"Has the Order of the Phoenix done something to Lestrange? Otherwise, you wouldn't have specifically mentioned it today." Victor asked.

"That's right, it started a long time ago. Bella will take a small amount of potions every day. These potions will cause her some troubles without anyone noticing. When we act, we will ensure that she will not do bad things. "It can be said that the professor revealed a big secret of the Order of the Phoenix.

The couple looked at each other for a moment.

"In this case, why not just..." Heimdall wiped his neck.

"This will expose many latent members of the Order of the Phoenix in advance. We can capture Bella during the battle, but we can't poison her quietly." The Order of the Phoenix needs to learn more about the mysterious man and death eater from Bella. Little-known secrets of gangsters.

"Do I understand that," Heimdall said. "Bellatrix Lestrange is already under your control, at least there will be no troubles until you officially take action."

Snape nodded.

Sirius said suddenly: "Why don't I know these things?!"

The couple chose to remain silent.

Snape gave him a cold look, "I'm not going to let you participate in the next operation."

"Why?" Sirius glared.

"Because of Bella."

Sirius' face became ugly, "What is Albus worried about? I will never show mercy to her."

"It's none of Albus's business, it's me who suggested to him that I don't think you're fit for the operation," Snape said grimly.

"Because the woman is from the Black family?" Snape could see that if he nodded, he would be furious.

"Do you think you can be calm when facing Bella? That woman has never known how to be soft-hearted. Perhaps what she desires the most is to kill you and claim credit from the mysterious person."

Sirius tried to refute Snape's words, but ended up falling back on the sofa in frustration.

Snape didn't care about his psychological changes. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he turned to face the couple again.

"What are your plans?"

No matter what, Heimdall couldn't say "bring me a memory ball back". He was doing it for love and peace in the magical world, and for justice and killing demons. If he was still so righteous, he would be insane.

He held the master's hand and said firmly: "We will count in our actions."

Snape was a little dumbfounded, and the room manager's tone was like signing up for a group tour.

"I don't agree!" Sirius suddenly "returned to life" and stared at "traitor" Krum hard.

"My husband will accompany me." Heimdall quickly moved out the shield.

Sirius' eyes were still aggressive.

"The action doesn't start right away. You must make sufficient preparations. If you fail to meet our requirements during the preparation process, I will never agree to put you in danger." Snape emphasized.

Seeing that Snape said "human words" for the first time, Sirius did not contradict him for the first time.

four,

The next morning, Heimdall used the fireplace in Professor Kattenen's room to get in touch with his boss, Hollingworth, and made a series of reports on his possible next actions related to the mysterious person.

Heimdall was worried that Snape's self-assertion would cause him some trouble, such as how he would explain this to the members of the Order of the Phoenix, adding two non-members of the Order for no reason... The professor's interpersonal relationship was bad enough.The preparations before the action don't have to rely entirely on the Order of the Phoenix, and he, Strulusson, is not alone.

Half an hour later, he left Katenen's room, and on his way to the laboratory, he was blocked by a distraught Robert Maroney.

"Why did you replace the captain?" Maroni yelled at the president of the student union in the crowded teaching building.

Heimdall was a little surprised, he thought that Palme would use gentle means to make a roundabout retreat, but Maroni seemed to be more violent than he expected.

"I'm not a coach." Heimdall bypassed him.

Maroney crossed him again, "Without your acquiescence, would that coach dare to do that?!"

Talking about him like a domineering dictator, and reasoning with the headstrong school team members will not work, and Heimdall has already experienced it deeply.

"Since that's the case, you still dare to block my way and yell at me? Do you know what terrible consequences your actions will bring to the school team?" Heimdall's eyes were gloomy and deep, making people shudder.

Maroney took a step back in fear, "I, I want to report you to Professor Karkaroff, you are abusing your power..."

"Who is abusing power?" Heimdall asked loudly, watching him condescendingly. "How did you get your starting batter position, need me to help you recall?"

Maroni's expression changed drastically, and he slipped away with his tail between his legs.

Heimdall met Palme and August at the entrance of the corridor of the research room. They were about to go to the broomstick research room to pick out the modified broom.

August asked, "It's more reliable to ask the team members to send the broom to you for overhaul, or is it more reliable to have the broomstick research room?"

"Both sides are very reliable. The charging standard here is different from that of the broomstick laboratory. You can go to them first to find out the price list for this academic year, so as to avoid them muttering behind their backs that I steal their business." Heimdall said .

When August was a student, he didn't need to worry about the broom maintenance of the school team, and the principal Karkaroff was willing to help them solve the problem.Now he has to do everything from the inside to the outside of the substitute school team that started from scratch.

"We've chosen a new broom, can you advise us?" Palme said.

"Choose it and come to my laboratory."

The three of them parted ways at the door of the broomstick research room. Heimdall pushed the door open, and a person rushed towards him, Carlo Jones.

"Don't you have an elective class next?" Heimdall didn't understand why he appeared here.

"Rig, help me take a look." As he spoke, he pulled him to the corner, looking around uneasy, and Pepper and Chug, who were talking, became his focus.After reconfirming that no third person could hear what he was going to say next, Carlo took out a letter and said in a low voice, "Look."

After receiving it, Heimdall found out that it was Beauxbaton's invitation letter, inviting them to Marseille to cheer for Beauxbaton's school team in an off-campus game.

"Is there any problem?" Heimdall asked suspiciously.

"Do you think I should agree?" Carlo looked cautious.

"You decided to volunteer to go to the game on behalf of Durmstrang? Yes, I don't think there's any problem. What's the match?" Heimdall looked down at the letter, and Carlo grabbed his arm nervously.

"Should I make another school uniform?" Carlo asked. "Fashionier, more stylish?"

"Is this suit not suitable for you?" Heimdall was baffled by his chatter.

Carlo muttered straight away, "Go to Mumian Town to get a haircut... Rian has a good scarf, I can wear it that day. Do you think I should add a pair of glasses? My mother said that men with glasses are very attractive. "

Chairman Sturluson finally understood that this guy was having a hard time.He glanced at the letter in his hand. Judging from the handwriting, it was likely to be a letter written by Beauxbaton's student union chairman, Clemence Arel.

"Have you figured it out?" Heimdall asked nonchalantly.

Carlo froze for a moment, and then said distressedly: "I haven't thought about it, should I do something else?"

"Clemence Arel likes the captain of their school team, do you know that?" Heimdall decided to be honest.

Carlo seemed a little frustrated. In all fairness, the captain was indeed a handsome man, and his appearance was a few blocks away from him. He could only hope to impress the other party with his connotation.

"I know, but the captain didn't respond to her. She will figure it out sooner or later. I really don't want to try." Carlo smiled helplessly.

Heimdall returned the letter to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Listen to me, don't rush to change for her - until you confirm that she is really worthy of you, you are the complete you now, let her see you clearly, have confidence in yourself, and strive to make her Take it, bro!"

Carlo decided to follow Heimdall's advice and stop bothering to make himself a handsome guy. With Heimdall's blessing, he left the experimental laboratory full of thoughts.

As soon as the door closed, Little Pepper quickly came up.

"Did Vice Chairman Jones receive an invitation from Beauxbatons?" Little Pepper asked.

"How do you know?" Heimdall was quite sure that she hadn't used any magic or magical tools that could overhear whispers before.

"I have connections." Little Pepper beamed happily.

Heimdall smiled, but didn't ask any further questions, which made the little girl depressed for a while.

"Did Vice Chairman Jones agree?" Little Pepper couldn't help asking.

Heimdall nodded, "He will represent Durmstrang to watch the match."

The little girl said "oh".

"Have you already stood by the female captain of the Heideggerach school team and helped her find out about Carlo's movements?" Heimdall said.

The little girl was startled, "Boss, you are amazing!"

"It's not my god. The captain of Heideggerak's substitute school team wrote a solemn letter asking if their vice-captain can communicate with a certain female student in our school. I haven't answered him yet. The substitute captain of the school team was very enthusiastic. The letter revealed more content than he expected. Among them was the 'little secret' of the captain of the school team, but judging from this, it should not be a secret."

Little Pepper was tongue-tied, but she didn't expect her detective career to be exposed before it even started.

"He...I mean the vice-captain, who does he want to communicate with?" Little Pepper asked.

"Beja."

Little Pepper blinked.

"Go and ask Bea, if she is unwilling, I will immediately write back and refuse." Heimdall said.

Little Pepper hesitated, "He wants Beja to be his girlfriend?"

"At present, we only talk about communication, and the ultimate goal does not rule out this possibility."

"Beja said men are idiots." Little Pepper pouted.

The chief Strulusson and the room member Zug turned their eyes away at the same time, pretending not to hear.

Fives,

Narcissa, led by her husband, walked quickly through a dark alley and stopped in front of an iron gate.Lucius kicked open the precarious iron gate, and they walked through an abandoned garden to the door.Lucius raised his snake-headed cane and knocked on the dark green door three times. The door opened slowly. He looked back to make sure that there was no one around, and then took Narcissa's hand and entered the room.The door closed behind them.

"What the hell is this place? Why are we here?" Narcissa held back her doubts all the way, and finally vented out.

"Sissy, sit down first." Lucius pulled her to sit on the sofa in front of the fireplace.

Narcissa noticed smoke rising from the tea set on the low cabinet next to the sofa. If it wasn't for them, it meant the room wasn't lonely before they arrived.

Her husband's stable appearance gradually dispelled Narcissa's lingering uneasiness since she set off. She let herself relax, fell back, and leaned on the back of the sofa.

"You haven't answered me yet." Narcissa urged Lucius.

"Let's have some tea first."

Narcissa watched with wide eyes as Lucius removed the tray from the low cabinet and placed it on the coffee table in front of them.Instead of using magic, use two hands to move.

"You actually do it yourself..." Narcissa murmured in disbelief.

"I've always done it myself." Lucius was dumbfounded by her tone.

"No, I mean you are willing to serve others...it's unbelievable..." Narcissa still didn't recover.

"I didn't serve others, I just took a tray, that's all!" Lucius felt that he had been hurt by Sen Sendi.

"I'm glad to see that you know how to pour tea." Narcissa took the teacup from her husband.

Lucius stared at his wife for a long time, not sure if she was making fun of him.

"I do it myself occasionally." Lucius said vaguely.

"I thought you couldn't even boil water." Narcissa lowered her head and took a sip of tea. She suddenly thought of something, raised her head and said, "Do you know the order of making tea? Kettle, tea leaves, cups... how to handle them."

Lucius gritted his teeth patiently: "I don't need to understand that!"

Narcissa showed an expression of "I knew it", which made Lucius very weak.

The door to another room creaked open behind them, Lucius turned first, Narcissa followed, the cup in her hand fell with a clang to the small saucer depicting orchids, and the tea splashed everywhere .

Narcissa didn't notice it, her face was white and her whole body was stiff.

The person who walked in from behind the door was Bellatrix Lestrange. The moment Bella entered the door, the smirk on Bella's face was bright and full of malice, and Narcissa's breath was suffocated.

"Oh, Merlin, Sissy!" Lucius tugged at her, pulling her back from her terror.

Only then did Narcissa realize that her robe was wet and a little hot, she jumped up quickly, and Lucius' cleaning magic quickly took effect.

To Narcissa's shock, a figure emerged from behind Bella - unharmed - and ran up to them, nervously checking the situation.

"Are you all right? I'm sorry, we didn't mean to scare you."

"Rig?" Narcissa said confusedly.

"Yes, hello, ma'am." Heimdall smiled.

At this moment, Bella came over, and Heimdall took her hand. Narcissa blankly looked at her husband, then at Heimdall, and the completely different Bella, and had a guess in her heart.

"What's going on here?" Narcissa wanted to clear her confusion.

Snape walked into the living room through the door and said to her, "We need your help, Mrs. Malfoy."

"This is..." Narcissa was obsessed with the true identity of "Bella".

"My husband Victor." Heimdall wrapped his arms around "Bella" affectionately, and the latter gave him a gentle smile.

The harmonious and sweet picture made Mrs. Malfoy speechless for a while.