HP's Foreign Land

one,

Heimdall was flipping through a stack of parchments when Ardelia Firing found him.Those parchments are not the usual type used in the International Wizengamot Records, nor are they light-colored and thin as specified in general documents. They are of different sizes and colors. pattern.If you get to know more, you will know that the color, thickness and dark patterns of parchment contain different characteristics of the times. The stack of parchment in Heimdall's hand that can't be seen at first glance is very intriguing.

Miss Ferring also noticed the paper bag leaning against Heimdall. The paper bag was slightly damaged. Despite the color difference due to the dirt, she still recognized the English abbreviation of the Portuguese Ministry of Magic.

Miss Filming said in a brisk tone, "I thought you didn't smoke."

A dark brown pipe lay beside the coffee mug in front of Heimdall.

She sat down opposite Heimdall.

"I don't smoke." Heimdall picked up the pipe and took a puff. At that moment, a string of colorful bubbles spewed out from each of his ears, and his hair was also disheveled.

Miss Ferring was amused by his funny appearance, and tried to press her lips several times without success.

"I bought it on the way to work, as a surprise for my son." Heimdall put away the toy pipe.

"What are you looking at?" Ferlin didn't think the other party would tell him, but what surprised her was that the other party told him calmly.

"Someone's criminal record obtained from the Portuguese Ministry of Magic." Heimdall said calmly.

Felin straightened his back unconsciously out of surprise, "Whose criminal record?"

"Paolo Pedro Mendoza."

"...that Portuguese executioner?!" Ferlin said in surprise.

Ms. Feilin's business proficiency is still very exciting.

"Yes, the Portuguese executioner."

"Why are you collecting his criminal record?"

"Mendoza is about to face his trial, more than half a century late, in a wizarding court in Portugal."

"Caught him?"

"Isn't this a good thing?" Heimdall said casually, gathering the parchments and stuffing them back into the paper bag.

Miss Ferring's eyes stayed on the paper bag for a long time, until Heimdall's questioning gaze fell on her.

"I just came here from the Education Committee. These are the several activities that the Education Committee and the Examination Supervision Committee have organized this year to promote wizard education, as well as the honors they have awarded and some research results." Flynn put the few pieces of paper he wrote down in his hand. on the table.

If you want to be a good host of the annual meeting of the headquarters, and not show your cowardice at the annual meeting, there is no other shortcut except to fully understand the specific situation of the various departments of the International Federation of Wizards.

"Thank you," Heimdall pulled out his shared profile. "This is obtained from the Traffic Command Center and the Standards Development Committee. You can see if it is useful."

After thanking Miss Ferring, she took it and put it carefully in the cloth bag at hand. She should leave next, and now is obviously not the time to chat, but... She looked at Heimdall hesitantly.

Heimdall knew that she must have something to say, but he didn't intend to ask because they didn't know each other well.

"Did Judge Hollingworth know that Mendoza was arrested?" Miss Ferring still asked.

"I know, otherwise, where do these criminal records come from?" Heimdall said deliberately ambiguously, how could the other party understand that he was out of control.

"IW issued a warrant for Mendoza's arrest, shouldn't IW judge him?" Ms. Filin's disappointment was like missing a big sale at the end of the year.

"It is not illegal for the Portuguese Ministry of Magic to judge wizards in its own country, nor does it conflict with the founding purpose of IW."

"but……"

"What are you worried about?" Heimdall took a sip of coffee.

"I am worried that Portugal's Wizengamo will operate in the dark and easily let Mendoza go?"

"Are you worried that they won't act according to the law?!"

"What are you laughing at!" Miss Feilin became furious.

"The IW was not established in Genesis. Before the IW, there were no frequent turmoil in various countries because the judiciary turned black and white all day long. Your worries are unfounded," Heimdall said. "I understand the Portuguese Ministry of Magic's 'doing nothing'. I think their worries coincide with yours. The reason why they worked so hard to bring Mendoza back to their country is simply that they are worried that IW will not deal with it fairly, or the result of the deal. It is not what they want to see, they believe that Mendoza can only receive the fairest trial in Portugal."

"Nonsense!" Firing said offended.

"It's really nonsense." Heimdall took another sip of coffee.

Ferrin quickly sensed the meaning behind Heimdall's words, and moved his body awkwardly.

"Sturluson, I know my request is a bit excessive, but I still want to know, can I have a look at Mendoza's criminal record?" Miss Ferring said in a low voice.

Heimdall looked at him, and Ferrin forced a smile.

"Yes." Heimdall nodded.

Ferrin heaved a sigh of relief, this time he smiled sincerely.

She was about to thank her, but was stopped by Heimdall.

"How about this, I'll show you the record, and you can do me a little favor, then we'll be even, and no one owes anyone else," Heimdall suggested.

Filin agreed with the saying "no one owes anyone" and nodded readily.

two,

Peter rattled through the court records, exaggerating, "Whoa, where did you get that?"

"Adelia Filling."

Peter closed the record with a snap, "What did you do again? Give her some kind of potion? Isn't that woman very hostile to you? She treats you like an imaginary enemy and creates something out of nothing all day long."

"In fact, I really want to give her some kind of potion, so that she will remember that everyone forgets me, but no, I don't have that ability," Heimdall laughed at himself. "The court records you see are traded for criminal records."

The reason why Heimdall showed off his criminal record in front of Filin uncharacteristically was to make her take the bait. Filin lived up to Heimdall's "expectations" of her. In this way, she can also access the court records of a certain country in a certain year, as long as that country is a member of the International Federation of Wizards and is subject to regular inspections every year.

Fortunately, the Portuguese Ministry of Magic does not follow the route of seclusion, and the records of wizard trials after 1945 can be checked.What Heimdall asked Ferrin to read was not the court records of a certain person, but the records in years, which were quite considerable, so Peter was so fussed.

"What do you want me for?" Peter asked.

He said that he seemed to go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, but it was true when he thought about it carefully.

Heimdall said bluntly: "I have read through these court records carefully, and there are a few things I don't understand. I hope you can answer my questions." He took out his notebook and handed those questions to Peter.

Peter looked at it for a while, then touched his head, "The problems you listed are not my forte, I don't know very well."

Heimdall took the notebook back and shrugged.

Peter didn't help, and said embarrassedly: "I'll take you to find the captain of the wizard criminal investigation team. The instructor introduced you during the annual meeting of the two departments. Do you remember?"

Remember, bastard pureblood vampires.

three,

The criminal investigation team's office is different from the classrooms, research rooms and other places of the police force that Heimdall has seen before. It is the least office-like office that Heimdall has ever seen.The chandelier is quite artistic, but it is full of spider webs; the floor creaks under the feet, and occasionally it will suddenly tilt up due to uneven force, causing people to trip; the scarlet curtains are embroidered with black sequins, very retro The mottled striped wallpaper is covered with layers of wanted warrants. Most of the wanted criminals have hideous faces, which can easily arouse the desire of wizards and policemen to do justice for the sky. The rest are either lifeless or haggard.

There is no one on Grindelwald's arrest warrant. This one is quite special, and the color of the arrest warrant is all yellow.Heimdall noticed the second-to-last arrest warrant in the third row from top to bottom. The person on it was Mendoza. He was dressed the day he was arrested, with messy hair, sunken eye sockets, an old man, staring listlessly at people passing by.

The conspicuous words "Arrested" in the upper right corner of the arrest warrant are really gratifying.

They ran for nothing in the captain's office, and a passing wizard told them that the captain had gone to the animal training room.

The animal training room here is not a specialized research institution that Heimdall has ever been to, but the wizarding criminal investigation team's own animal training room. It is mainly used to train hounds and ferocious small magical animals. It is specially used by the criminal investigation team, just like Muggles Train animal companions such as search and rescue dogs and anti-drug dogs to fight side by side with themselves. Wizards often cooperate with various animals and develop their special potential.

Like Hulk.

Heimdall misses the king very much at this moment. Comrade King was originally sent to his side with the approval of the police force. Later, because of Ludwig Brown's "self-explosion", Heimdall felt imminent. He remembered pretending to be Professor Lacey Brown's eager eyes when he stared at the king made his hands and feet cold and his scalp numb. He could not take any risks, so he ignored the king's objection and sent him back to the police force forcefully.

Going to see the king later, Heimdall touched the several snacks he had prepared in his pocket, hoping that the king would not blame him for his insistence.

The beast taming room was full of heat, and the wizards of the criminal investigation team formed a circle, constantly yelling at the center of the field. Heimdall and Peter glanced at each other, and then heard the familiar roar. Heimdall immediately squeezed in, and Peter hurriedly follow.One of the two magical animals competing in the middle of the field is the king that Heimdall has been talking about just now. Heimdall's heart is almost in his throat. The king's opponent is a garden troll with a wide body and a fat body. .

Garden trolls are not any kind of wild trolls. Garden trolls are somewhat related to wild trolls, but not many. Strictly speaking, garden trolls are more closely related to bears. They wear thick clothes that can withstand severe cold. Its fur is not as smooth as that of wild trolls. It gets its name because its facial features are more like trolls and it likes to eat garden elves.

The garden troll is more than two meters tall, and generally can grow up to about three meters. In terms of size alone, it is by no means an opponent of the wild troll, but the IQ of the garden troll is much higher than that of the wild troll.

The garden troll waved its arms, and its long sharp claws brushed past the king from time to time. The king nimbly dodged and counterattacked at the right time. The Hulk himself was not short, about two meters taller than the garden troll in front of him. Not to mention much, the culling ability of hunting Hulk is a must, which is the housekeeping skill of this Hulk.

"Don't worry, Barbissa is a shrewd and capable Hulk, and my little garden has never been his opponent."

Heimdall turned his head to look, and the detective captain came to him at some point.

"Thank you, Captain Hu Noor." Heimdalton nodded, and then said, "It's called King now."

The International Magical Beasts Training Center will change the names of animals that have lost their owners after "recycling". It is said that this is a rigid rule, and [-]% hope that the animals can start again.Barbisa, this is the first time Heimdall heard the king's former name, and the staff at the training center didn't tell him.

"Barbissa's former owner was a very good police detective. He died for his cover companion due to an intelligence error during a mission. He is my friend. We have known each other since Barbissa was a little Hulk."

Heimdall made no further attempts to correct his "wrong title" for the king.

"I thought Barbiza would be depressed. The Hunting Hulk who lost one eye must be greatly reduced in terms of combat power. I didn't expect it to be still so good." Captain Hunor said with emotion.

Heimdall heard something else, and he chose to keep his face.

As the voice fell, the king jumped up fiercely, and the tall garden troll fell to the ground in embarrassment. The king's teeth bit the back of the garden troll's neck, blood overflowed, and the garden troll let out a painful cry. howling.

"I'm going to rescue my little garden." Hu Noor pushed away the wizards watching and strode forward.

Hu Noor was very affectionate to the king, and the king seemed to like his tricks, and quickly let go of the seriously injured garden troll.The garden troll with iron chains wrapped around his wrists and ankles hummed pitifully, as if he was dissatisfied with his master's "seeing different things and thinking differently".

The animal therapist, who was already ready, raised his wand and stepped forward to treat the garden troll. The victorious king did not hear any cheers for it. It walked out murderously, and the onlookers quickly spread to both sides , making a way for it, the blood-stained king strode forward, and the intimate interaction between the garden troll and Hu Nuoer behind him made his figure look a bit cold and lonely.

A handkerchief fell lightly on its nose, and the king was annoyed, but the smell on the handkerchief made him change his mind immediately.

Heimdall wiped the blood from its mouth with a handkerchief, then took out his wand, and used magic to clean it up, making its hair fluffy and smooth, and virtually erasing its murderous aura.The king's sharp, fierce eyes softened.

Heimdall hugged its big head skillfully rubbed it again and again, and smiled flatteringly, "Aren't you mad at me?"

Emma.

The king, who was almost turned into a soft and cute little cat by Heimdall's superb kneading technique, remembered that he should have had an awkward fight with him, but he was preempted, no, preempted by the beast.

Comrade King said that he was always embarrassed.

"King, you are wonderful!" Peter jumped out and said.

"Where did you hide?" Heimdall asked in surprise.

"I've been here all the time!" Peter was hurt.

"Sorry," Heimdall said.

Peter glanced at Hu Noor at the other end, and whispered, "I heard that Hu Noor brought the king to the criminal investigation team. Do you know why?"

"He is interested in the king and wants to keep the king in his team." Heimdall smiled half-smile.

"How do you know?" Peter was disappointed, thinking he could finally whet Heimdall's appetite.

"Captain Hu Nuoer gave me such a hint just now, so it wasn't my carelessness."

Peter revealed, "Hunor has been interested in the king for a few days. He went to the training center after the king was sent back, but nothing happened. Everyone thought he was not interested in the king, and now he turned back. .”

"It's very simple. The king who has just been sent back to the training center is depressed, helpless, depressed, and has no combat ability at all. As the captain of the criminal investigation team, he can't get a Hulk who lacks motivation to work. The team members are responsible. And now, he may think that I intend to abandon the king, or that the king is overqualified by following me, no matter what the reason is, he is bound to win the king." Heimdall analyzed.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Peter asked.

"The thing to worry about is that he's not me." Heimdall took out a bag of beef jerky. "King, do you want to eat? Your favorite fruity beef jerky."

The king quickly squatted down, staring intently at the snack bag with bright eyes.

Peter chuckled, and patted Heimdall on the shoulder, "Be nice to him. The king has been in a bad mood since he was sent back by you. He thought you thought he was not capable enough to take care of himself and help you, so he was sent by Hu Noor later. When I got to the criminal investigation team, I found other magical animals to fight and practice every day, and now the magical animals in the police force fell to the ground and feigned death when they saw it."

Heimdall nodded and fed the beef jerky to the king's mouth.

four,

Half an hour later, they entered Hu Noor's office.The whole room was gloomy and dim, without even a fireplace. The curtains tightly covered the room, and the thin light came in from the gaps in the curtains, bringing a little light.

"Sit." Hu Noor pointed to the chair in front of the table.

Peter is a werewolf, and his night vision ability is second to none. Even without transformation, his eyesight is still outstanding.Heimdall was far behind. It took some time to adapt from light to darkness. If the king hadn't bitten his wizard robe, he might have kicked the chair leg.

Heimdall leaned on the chair and sat down, gratefully kissing the king's head. The king snorted arrogantly and lay quietly at his feet, showing a faint guarding gesture.

Hu Nuoer's face remained unchanged.

Heimdall told the reason for their visit to the Criminal Investigation Team, but Hu Noor did not take the criminal record that was presented before him.

"Your request is not a problem, but why should I help you?" Hu Noor asked.

"For justice!" cried Peter.

Hu Noor didn't complain about Peter's enthusiasm. He said: "What Strulusson said is just his speculation, maybe it's just his wishful thinking. I don't think I need to be responsible for a human being's assumption. This has nothing to do with justice. I What is needed is enough evidence, enough reasons to convince me."

Naturally, Peter couldn't play against the cunning and cunning Hu Noor, and he was so aggrieved that he was speechless.

"You admire the king, don't you?" Heimdall said suddenly.

"That's right, I admire Barbisa." Hu Noor readily admitted. "I hope it can enter the criminal investigation team, otherwise it will bury its talent. It has followed its master through life and death. Its stage should not be a cold mountainous area that is inaccessible."

"What needs to be corrected is that the current master of the king is me, and we are registered, right?" Heimdall looked down at the king. "Where is its stage is not up to me, nor to you, nor to anyone else, it should be decided by itself, can't it decide its own destiny?"

Not to be outdone, Hu Noor said, "It seems inappropriate for you to take him away from the training center."

"I don't deny it, but it was the king's own decision, no one forced it, no," Heimdall paused for a moment, "I should have lured it on purpose, and the king responded to my wish. We are two people, and we hit it off."

"You're wasting its talent!" Hu Noor emphasized.

"Ignoring its wishes, forcing it to go to the battlefield to go through fire and water, to serve the people, is it to realize its existence value?"

"This is the purpose of Hulk's birth."

"Then it has been accomplished, losing a master and at the same time losing an eye to the peace of the wizarding world."

Of course, Heimdall remembered the reason why he was given a Hulk, but he didn't intend to confess to Hunor, who seemed to be ignorant of it, for the same reason: they didn't know each other well.

Hu Nuoer rested his elbows and his chin, without saying a word.

"Sorry for the interruption." Heimdall winked at Peter, and Comrade Peter, who had particularly good eyesight, stood up in an instant, followed Heimdall and the king and walked out.

"Let's go now?" Hu Nuoer asked behind him.

Heimdall turned to see the king standing beside him.

"So you agree?" said Heimdall.

"I think you can try a few more times, and maybe one time I will be soft-hearted and agree."

"I didn't give up. I plan to invite your good friend, Instructor John, to chat with you. It was under the leadership of Instructor John that I met the king." If you want to blame, blame your friend, Heimdall thought maliciously .

As if seeing Heimdall's careful thinking, Hu Noor grinned.