HP's Foreign Land

one,

Karkaroff noticed that Katenin was looking at his pocket watch again. He was afraid that his eyes would be too straightforward, so he didn't start before Katenin noticed him.

Karkaroff has been dealing with Katenin for many years, and he has always been more awed than respectful of this retired black wizard, but with the accumulation of time spent together, Karkaroff can gradually guess the other party's emotions through Katenen's small movements or just a few words , such as checking the time... Look, here we go again.Karkaroff thought it was an expression of Katenin's inner tension, but before he could feel complacent because he saw through the truth that Katenin tried to hide, he soon realized that it was not the time to celebrate.

Katenin's nervousness made Karkaroff even more uneasy.

"Professor..." Karkaroff tried to say something to ease the atmosphere, but he really opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

"Everything will be fine." Katenin rarely comforted Karkarov.

Just as Katenin's tense emotions were spotted by Karkaroff and proud of him, Karkaroff's own nervousness was also obvious.

"Aren't we going to do something?" Karkaroff couldn't help asking, the feeling of waiting to die was driving him crazy.

"What have we done?" Kattenen seemed to be on his feet.

Karkaroff, under the influence of his composure, slowly suppressed his restlessness.

Time passed by, when the two professors became two snowmen in the snowstorm, two black shadows appeared on the road leading to the back mountain.Karkaroff opened his eyes wide, trying to see who was coming through the obstructing snowflakes.

Katenin drew out his wand, and Karkaroff was overwhelmed by his sharpness, and immediately followed suit.

The two professors held up their wands, holding their breath and waiting for the answer to be revealed.

The face of the visitor was finally faintly discernible.

Katenin let out a long sigh of relief, and while retracting his wand, he stepped forward to meet him.Karkaroff froze for a moment, then hurried to follow.

"Oh, Sturluson!" Karkaroff couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw Heimdall walking slowly with the help of another person.

At this moment, Heimdall was quite embarrassed, his entire face was deformed by the attack of the stone, and half of his face was covered with dried blood stains, coupled with large and small bruises and abrasions, it was shocking.

"It's all right, Professor." Heimdall would pull the wound on his face whenever he spoke, so his voice was strangely vague.

"Seeing that you came out safe and sound, I guessed the result." Katenen supported Heimdall's other side.

"All right?" Heimdall smiled lifelessly, the wound on his face made his expression a little scary. "I feel like I'm one step away from death."

"Nonsense!" Katenin hated the young man who always said "death" on his lips.

The four quickly moved towards the school hospital.

Karkaroff stared at Grindelwald's face for a long time, his expression full of confusion. He knew the cloak, but the person in front of him was not who he thought... He waited for Katenin to introduce him or the unexpected guest himself Introduction, unfortunately, no one cared to meet his expectations.

Katenen noticed Karkaroff's dazedness. It is not surprising that Grindelwald disappeared from people's sight in 1945. Now it is the end of the 90s. He does not think Karkaroff recognized Grindelwald's appearance when he was young. , Even if you know each other, it is difficult for people who have not experienced the war to associate this and that in the first place.

"How is Grindelwald?" Karkaroff asked hesitantly.

"I beat you back." Heimdall tried his best to control his facial nerves, and he was very happy when he mentioned this.

Karkaroff was very excited, "Grindelwald was defeated by you? It's amazing!"

"I also think I'm amazing. My fists are not vegetarian." Heimdall waved his fists in a ecstasy, almost falling over.

Lao Caipi and Katenin quickly supported him.

"Just be honest!" Lao Caipi scolded lightly.

Heimdall glanced at him, honestly.

"Fist?" Karkaroff didn't respond.

"I punched him hard and broke the bridge of his nose. He was scared away by me, and he never dared to come again." If it wasn't for the conditions, Heimdall really wanted to laugh out loud.In fact, he wasn't enjoying himself. If he had known earlier, he should have seized the opportunity to beat him up a few more times.

Not only was Karkaroff speechless, Katenin was also very surprised by the result.

Katenen glanced at Grindelwald, who did not change his face, and the latter's nonchalance was unnatural.

Karkaroff was stunned.

Grindelwald whispered, "I didn't break the bridge of my nose, I just had a little nosebleed."

Katenin, who was close, pretended not to hear.

"Mr. Principal, the Stele Array is too unsafe. For the sake of the future of Durmstrang College, I suggest that the Stele Array be completely destroyed." Heimdall proposed seriously.

Karkaroff was silent for a moment, "Write a report and submit it in as much detail as possible."

"Yes, Professor."

Katenin let go at the right time, and Karkaroff took over logically and supported Heimdall.

After class, the students walked on the campus in twos and threes. All the students who met the four on the way to the school hospital were shocked beyond measure by Heimdall's miserable appearance. "Have you seen Brother Sturlusson?" "What happened?" "How could he..." Rumors like this spread quickly on campus.

Karkaroff's method of killing with eyes is not perfect, and he cannot timely and effectively make the surrounding students consciously disperse and clear their memories consciously.

Perhaps the most intuitive people are the students who happen to be going to the school hospital for medical treatment at the same time.

They who were on the second floor first heard Mr. Follett's growl. They looked at each other, then walked cautiously to the stairs, holding the handle and looking down.There are fast but vague voices coming from my ears, and there are figures coming and going downstairs.

Then, they saw Mr. Follett, the school doctor, passing by under the stairs. They turned and ran, nervously hid back on the hospital bed and quickly covered the quilt. Mr. Follett warned them to stay in bed before leaving.They didn't stick their heads out of the quilt until they could no longer hear the slightest movement.

what happened?Several members of the Quidditch school team who had been injured in practice looked at each other blankly.

two,

After Mr. Follett gave the order, the medicine cabinet, which looked like it was hundreds of years old, moved aside, revealing a neat door opening.

"This is my room, you help Sturlusson to the bed first." Mr. Follett ordered Karkaroff.

Karkaroff complied.

The house elf brought Heimdall's pajamas and quickly changed it for him. The scars under Heimdall's clothes made Mr. Follett's frown even tighter.

"You just got back from the pumpkin contest in Amsterdam?" Mr. Follett stopped him from buttoning his buttons, examining the bruises on his back.

During Halloween, Dutch wizards like to use pumpkins to do weird things. Throwing heavy pumpkins into other people's faces as fluffy cakes is one of their favorite games.

"I'd rather go to Amsterdam." Heimdall laughed, and was about to speak again when Mr. Follett stopped him.

"I'm not interested in your ups and downs. You just need to tell me what made you like this, isn't it poison?" Mr. Follett's continuous casting of the spell relieved Heimdall's pain a lot.

Heimdall smiled, "It's not poison, it's stone, sir."

Katenen went to look at Grindelwald again, who simply turned his face away.

"Your body was shaking and it didn't appear to be caused by stone," Mr Follett said.

"Probably Cruciatus." Heimdall smiled wryly, thank God he finally lay on the bed, he could barely control his feet and hands.This feeling is quite bad, as if he can't feel anything except breathing.

Katenen didn't look at Grindelwald this time, but Grindelwald gave him a guilty look.

After a while, Mr. Follett said: "Based on your reaction, I gave you a general inspection. To be honest, your condition is not very good. Fortunately, my ability can help you recover, but then you have to lie on the bed Until I agree with you to get out of bed, you have another option, leave school and go to a specialized wizarding hospital for treatment."

"I want to stay in school, sir." Heimdall lay down on the soft bed well under Follett's supervision.

"Very good." Mr. Follett still had a straight face, and did not show joy because of Heimdall's trust.

"I took your room, your bed..." Heimdall hesitated.

"Isn't it to be kept secret?" Follett said as a matter of course. "There are plenty of beds in the school hospital, so don't worry that I will sleep standing up."

Heimdall nodded, "...I'm sorry, sir."

Follett put away his sternness and smiled, "It's not your fault my dear, and my bad temper is not aimed at you."

"Sir!" Heimdall called out to Follett who turned around, and looked at the others. "Please don't tell anyone."

"We didn't intend to make this public in the first place," Karkaroff assured.

"No, I mean my family, my husband, my father..."

Karkaroff was hesitant, and Follett said, "It's late, the house elf just told me that your husband, your father, and your uncle have all rushed over."

Heimdall looked towards the entrance with a sad face.

three,

The faces of the three men were ugly, and their expressions were unforgettable when they saw clearly the appearance of the person on the bed.

"Why are you all here?" Heimdall endured the pain and showed a bright smile.

The anger of the three men vanished in front of that trembling smiling face, leaving nothing but a sigh.

Heimdall pretended to be relaxed and said, "It doesn't hurt, I'm used to it."

Well, the anger that hasn't bottomed out is starting to accumulate again, this hatred...

"Rigg." Snow shook his head and approached, but was squeezed to the bedside by the quick-sighted master.

Victor stretched out his hand with a distressed face, and wanted to touch Heimdall's face, but he didn't dare to do it, and turned to his hair.

"Victor, I don't feel well." Heimdall complained like a child under her husband's gaze.

"Why are you uncomfortable?"

"pain."

"Where? Let me see..." The tone was so anxious that the master's IQ was pulled down at that moment.

"Here! Just here! If you rub it, it won't hurt." Heimdall grabbed his hand and touched his left chest.

Victor really kneaded carefully, his light and fluffy movements were like kneading tofu.

The men behind them were speechless.

"It doesn't seem to be a serious problem." Karkaroff laughed dryly, and Rommel's eyes made him very stressed.

"Oh, by the way." Mr. Follett turned to Grindelwald. "Anything but Cruciatus?"

Grindelwald was slightly surprised, "There are also stone attacks made by wandless magic, nothing else."

Mr. Follett looked down in thought.

Karkaroff puzzled, "How do you know?"

Not to mention that the young Grindelwald came to this era through the steles, and only the principals and sages of the past knew about the matter of inviting foreign aid. How did Mr. Follett, the school doctor, know about it?Karkaroff couldn't help the conspiracy theory, and looked at Follett with a little scrutiny.

"Didn't he do it?" Follett answered irrelevantly.

"What do you mean?" Karkaroff was completely confused.

"Isn't he the one who injured Sturluson?"

The "he" in Follett's mouth is Grindelwald.

"of course not!"

Grindelwald's voice sounded at the same time as Karkaroff's denial, "It's me."

Everyone's eyes focused instantly, including the master who had been lowered in IQ—only Rigg's master realized that Grindelwald was close in front of him at this moment.

Karkaroff's brain was completely knotted, and he was in a trance.

Grindelwald looked very calm even in the face of a pair of eyes with different emotions. He asked Follett, "Do you know me?"

"I was in fourth grade the year you threatened to blow up Durmstrang, and I met you," Follett said.

"Don't you find it strange? I injured Sturlusson, but I stood here as if nothing happened." Grindelwald asked.

"I'm not interested in your ups and downs. You swore to burn Durmstrang to the ground, but you changed your mind in the end. Maybe you have a sudden kindness, and the remaining conscience is actually more than people guessed .”

Grindelwald laughed.

Karkaroff gasped abruptly.

"You, you..." He stared at Grindelwald in horror.

Lao Caipi turned to face Rommel and Snow who were equally shocked, "I am very grateful to Rigg, if you don't want me to get close to him, I can do it."

Heimdall on the bed had a complicated expression.

Snow didn't say a word for a long time, and it could be seen that he really wanted to push the boat along, but Heimdall's attitude made him undecided.

Rommel laughed at himself, "I shouldn't have sent him to Durmstrang." Dad began to regret it when he entered the second grade from Heimdall.

As the headmaster, Karkaroff looked bitter.

Grindelwald smiled.

Rommel thought for a while and said, "We don't make decisions for Rieger, and he has the final say on what to do."

Heimdall suddenly called out, "Old Caipi, I remembered, did you just say that you only had a nosebleed? Don't think I'm so easy to fool, I'm going to break the bridge of your nose. If your nose bridge is broken, I'll let it go. !"

Grindelwald's expression at that moment was truly delightful.

Katenin didn't hold back, and smiled.

four,

"I asked for leave for you. The reason announced to the public is that the damage caused by the experimental error requires a period of rest." Katenen sat by the bed and opened a box of chocolates on the bedside table.

Experimental error...

"My first life's fame is gone." Heimdall lamented.

"I'm famous? It's too early for a teenage guy to say 'I'." Katenen ate a broom-shaped chocolate, and his expression instantly became lively, as if he had chosen the right flavor.

Grindelwald walked in.

Heimdall asked, "Why are you still here?"

"I'm leaving, I'll see you again." Grindelwald said frankly.

"Don't talk like I'm dying."

"You said it yourself."

Heimdall gave him a white look, "I don't seem to have a 'reluctant' friendship with you."

Grindelwald stopped by his bed, "I finally have something on my mind, Rigg."

"You have said it several times in the past two days." Heimdall said: "Hurry up and go back and explain to Professor Dumbledore that he has blamed you for so many years but has never told you the truth. I don't need to teach you what to do. ?”

"Maybe he concealed it on purpose, just to see my jokes." Lao Caipi habitually sang against him.

"If I were him, I certainly wouldn't tell you."

"why?"

"You won't believe it, and if you know the truth, what will happen according to your character of 'Ning teach me to bear the world' at that time?"

Grindelwald fell silent.

Katenin ate chocolate slowly, pretending he didn't exist.

Seeing Lao Caipi's tangled face, Heimdall felt extremely refreshed.

"Good luck, brother."