HP's Foreign Land

one,

Sage happily finished making a pointed hat with the Basteto Vulcan team logo on it, put it on his bald head happily, and then took out a hat that was obviously larger and more delicate than the one on his head , held it in front of Mionir graciously, and put it on for the little master.

Mionnier solemnly adjusted the hat to the best condition in front of the mirror, and exaggeratedly hung his voice in the floor-to-ceiling mirror-praising the unparalleled aesthetic sentiment of the little master.Sage echoed in shrill voices now and then, startled and jerked.

Faced with the ups and downs of flattering duets, Xiaomi has learned to take it calmly.He directed Serge to open the closet, dig out his wizard robes, and choose the color and style based on his intuition, in order to match the bright red cheer wizard hat on his head.Xiaomi tried back and forth, never tired of it.

The family of three is divided according to personal taste, and Chairman Sturluson is undoubtedly the one at the bottom.

Mionier quickly determined the image of the weekend outing, during which Sage's proposal helped a lot.Xiaomi generously shared a lollipop with a strange flavor, and a pair of underage masters and servants sipped the candy intoxicatedly in front of the mirror that could only stare blankly.

Someone announced the correct password outside the door, but Mionir didn't pay attention to the movement on the other side. The house elf Sage disappeared from the spot vigilantly, quietly paying attention to the movements of the people coming.

The visitors passed through the small living room partitioned off by a screen, one of them gestured to the other to silence, and tiptoed into the bedroom.With a lollipop in his mouth and his back facing the entrance, Mionier was standing in front of the closet looking through the matching brooches when the visitor had already walked behind him.

Mionier noticed something, and turned around in a daze. The "big monster" behind him had no time to do anything, and flew upside down with a groan, and hit the bamboo screen used to divide the space. Everyone fell to the ground together, making a loud crash.

The animals in front of the fireplace all cast their attention, and the sleeping buns and pods were startled by the sudden loud noise.

Mionier's eyes widened, and he stood in front of the wardrobe stupidly.

Heimdall walked forward in two steps in three steps, and asked with concern, "Is it all right?"

Carlo's little face twisted all over the place, "...it seems to have hit his waist."

With the help of Heimdall, Carlo got up tremblingly, and Heimdall called out Hina to do simple treatment for Carlo.After confirming that his waist was safe, Carlo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xina, you are too ruthless." Carlo thought it was Hina who was ruthless to him.

"It's not Hina..." Hina twisted her fingers aggrievedly.

"Sage." Heimdall called.

Knowing that he had made a mistake, Sage appeared in front of the two in horror, trembling, tearful and incoherent.

"...I'm sorry, sir...Sage didn't mean it...Sage isn't a bad elf...Sage won't hurt his master..."

Carlo suddenly realized, "Is it?"

"This is Mionir's house elf Sage," Heimdall finished the introduction, and then said to Sage: "This is my friend Mr. Carlo Jones. I will know from now on. Mr. Jones will not hurt Mionnell." O'Neal's."

"I just want to scare it." Carlo felt that he was out of luck.

Sage stopped crying, and looked at Carlo suspiciously, okay, why did you scare Sage's little master?

Carlo understood Sage's unfinished words, and scratched his face embarrassingly.

"It's not your fault, Sage." Heimdall patted Sage's small shoulder.

Sage smiled.

"Rig." Mionir, who came back to his senses, came running erratically.

Heimdall squatted down and hugged his son, "I haven't called anyone yet."

"Uncle Carlo." Mionier blinked.

"Uncle was bullied by your house elf." Carlo pretended to be pitiful.

Mionir was at a loss.

Heimdall gave Carlo a white look.

Mr. Jones, who got rid of the back pain, said with a high air: "You are only allowed to use me as an experiment, and I am not allowed to sue?"

"You want to scare Xiaomi yourself, I'm just pushing the boat along." Heimdall did not accept his accusation.

Carlo didn't want to be too wordy with him, and waved his hand to show that he was not as knowledgeable as him. He turned his head to look at the pod that was strolling in front of him, picked up the black cat, and rubbed the black cat's head affectionately.

"The pod is better." Carlo held up the pod as if to kiss him.

Pod neatly raised its paw and scratched it. After screaming, several thin scratches appeared on Carlo's nose.

Carlo looked haggard.

Heimdall took out the potion and rubbed it on his nose, "You know that Pod doesn't like to get too close to wizards, why did you provoke it?"

Chairman Sturluson rarely greeted the black cat with his mouth.

"We've known each other for seven years, what's wrong with letting me kiss?!" Carlo said heartbrokenly to Pod. "My heart is about to break..."

Pod turned a deaf ear, turned around the rearranged screen, and disappeared before their eyes—out for another walk.

In the end, it was the cute little buns that soothed Carlo's heart full of holes.

"The hat is nice!" Carlo noticed the cheering wizard hat on Mionier's head.

"Sage did it," Mionnell said.

"Are you planning to go to a Quidditch match this weekend?" Carlo asked.

"Booked tickets for Wales and Greece," Heimdall said.

"...Wearing a Vulcan hat?"

Mionier corrected: "Final Dai!"

Carlo couldn't help laughing, "The official competition will start in June, let's ignore it..." His eyes fell on the little red hat, "During the World Cup, you must wear the Bulgaria team hat to cheer your big daddy on. How can the Vulcan hats shout cheering slogans?"

Mionir was dumbfounded, and Sage also looked dull.

Carlo laughed.

Heimdall also wanted to laugh, but because of his son's face, he resisted the impulse. Seeing Xiaomi's at a loss, he was about to comfort him when the door opened again, and Master Krum came back.

Mionnier broke free from Heimdall's embrace, ran towards Big Daddy with a face full of grievances, hugged Big Daddy's leg, and complained tearfully, "Dad, Uncle Carlo laughed at Xiaomi!"

What the hell!

Mr. Jones was dumbfounded.

two,

After seeing Carlo off, the family of three settled for dinner in the room. At Victor's suggestion, the couple took their children for a walk, accompanied by their animal companions.

At this time, Durmstrang Castle bid farewell to the hustle and bustle of the day, the orange fire swayed in the corridor, and a little bit of starlight shone above the head.The family left the castle and walked towards the pine forest facing the thin snowflakes.

Mionnier had shown off his pep hat before, and Victor knew why his son was being laughed at.

Mionnier looked around on the king's back, with a dragonskin rope tied around his body just in case, and the other end of the rope was tied to Heimdall.After a long time, Heimdall felt like he was walking Xiaomi...

They stopped by the lake, the husband and wife sat down on the dark green bench, Mionir slid off the king's back, stood by the lake weeding, and picked up small stones from time to time to throw the ice on the lake. Throw it in a hole.

"Don't run to the lake!" Heimdall didn't sit back until Mionir responded. "What did you just say? Changed the place?"

Victor nodded, looked far away, and looked at the children jumping around not far away.

"The Quidditch qualifiers haven't all ended yet. Part of the originally scheduled match venues have been moved to other cities, or even other countries. The match between Wales and Greece we're going to watch this weekend was originally scheduled to be held in Latvia, but it was later changed to Cyprus." Wick Say more.

"Cyprus?!" Heimdall was confused.

"What's wrong?" Victor hooked his neck and kissed him hard on the cheek.

"I probably won't be able to go on the weekend." Heimdall muttered.

"Because of Cyprus?" Victor thought of something.

Heimdall scratched his head, "My nationality is Iceland, and Cyprus is not allowed to enter."

Heimdall couldn't go, and so could Mionnier, who is also an Icelandic citizen.

Just like the establishment of diplomatic relations between countries in the Muggle world, the Ministry of Magic of various countries has similar agreements. Iceland and Cyprus have not established diplomatic relations. To put it seriously, the relationship between the two countries is tense. There have been several small-scale conflicts in history.

How does a Nordic island country compete with an Asian island country?The reasons are various, and it is generally believed that it is the result of years of mutual dislike.As for the reasons for mutual dislike... It seems that it is not important anymore.

To what extent does Cyprus hate Iceland?Icelandic wizards are not allowed to enter Cyprus, and all wizards who have entered Iceland are not allowed to enter Cyprus. In short, as long as you have a relationship with Iceland, even if it is only half a dime, sorry, one of the most popular tourist destinations in the Mediterranean is not Welcome.

Fortunately, Icelandic wizards don't need to spend the summer, and the scenery on the island is quite good, so they don't expect the charm of Cyprus to live.However, the poor relationship between Iceland and Cyprus is also a rift between the Ministry of Magic and the Ministry of Magic. The wizards of the two countries do not regard each other as sworn enemies like the leadership, and occasionally use third-party countries to engage in non-governmental exchanges.

"In that case, I probably won't be able to get in." Victor pondered.

The master has been to Iceland and still lived there, so he has more than half a dime relationship with Iceland.

"You are different, you are a big name in Quidditch, how dare Cyprus not let you in?!" Heimdall said in a fuss.

One of the master's fans spat, and Cyprus sank.

Viktor laughed, pulled Heimdall onto his lap, and moved his hands and feet with ulterior motives just like back then.The master's hand nimbly passed through Heimdall's cloak and wizard's robe, reached the innermost layer with ease, and went down smoothly.Heimdall was about to struggle, but the master held his lifeline in his hands, and he dared not move.

The master masturbated a few times, and gave a meaningful smirk, "Let's stimulate it outside, it will be hard..."

Heimdall had a froze face, angry from the heart, evil to the side, his hands moved faster than his mouth, straightened up and turned his posture to sit on the master's lap, and then hugged the other's shoulder.

This is convenient to move.

Wickdoll laughed, and Heimdall was furious.

"What are you laughing at?! Hurry up! Mionir will be back in a while!" The animal friends don't care about the husband and wife doing shady things outside. Animals are generally used to wild sex...

The master couldn't laugh anymore, "...you use me as a massage stick?!"

Heimdall gave him a "nonsense" look, and added, "Are you not happy? It's okay, I still have the omnipotent Mr. Lucky." After speaking, he settled into a good pose and enjoyed it comfortably. (PS: Who remembers that "Mr. Lucky"?)

The corner of Victor's mouth twitched, he put his hand on the back of his head, and bit his lower lip.

I'll clean you up when I go back!

three,

The next day, Heideggerach School of Witchcraft and Magic.

After leaving the classroom, Lacarini Jr. saw Victor on the wooden bridge, and he hurried to catch up with him and grabbed him.

"Jeanne Orville has a baby?!"

Victor watched his impatient expression, and deliberately said slowly: "Why are you so anxious when she has a child?"

Little Lacarlini said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense!"

"What did I say?" Victor disapproved.

Little La Carlini became troubled again, "Andrew is going to be a father soon!"

What he said was not an interrogative sentence.

"That's right, Rieger and I went to his house last weekend, and Jeanne was there." Victor turned around and continued on his way.

Lacarlini followed quickly, and sighed in frustration, "You don't wait for me."

Victor simply ignored it.

Little La Carlini continued to sigh.

"You and Andrew both have children, and I haven't even established a happy little family..." Professor Racalini burst into tears.

"You and Harlan are not going well? Aren't you already engaged?" Victor felt very strange. Based on his knowledge of little Lacarlini, this guy is a type who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. He and Marlena Harlan carried out the innocence to the end in a tepid manner, which was contrary to his usual ruthless style. It is indeed a bit unbelievable to think of it this way.

The master always thought that Lacarlini Jr. would become a father earlier than Lange.

Could it be compound soup? !The master's eyes circled around the opponent.

Little La Carlini suddenly felt a chill, and found that Victor's eyes were wrong, so he asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

"Are you and Professor Harlan not developing well?" Victor used the question to divert the other party's attention.

Little La Carlini shook her head, "Engagement is not marriage. Her parents are very strict with her, and she has her own set of plans. Her ideal is to have a child before the age of 30, become a senior potions professor before the age of 40, and become a professor of potions before the age of 60." retired at the age of

It is not uncommon for women in the wizarding world to plan goals for their careers and lives, and there is nothing shocking about Marina Harlan's plan.

"What about the husband? The educator?" Victor asked.

"She told me the truth that day, she said she never thought about her husband." Lacarini Jr. looked strange.

"Didn't she say she was born before the age of 30..." Victor suddenly understood.

The master finally showed his sympathy and patted Lacarini on the shoulder.

"You certainly don't agree."

"Of course I don't agree! I won't let my flesh and blood leave me and be looked down upon by others. She just pretended to get a child from me. Harlan agrees that my pursuit is purposeful. Her The intention is extremely sinister!" Little La Carlini was a little crazy.

"She told you the whole thing before it happened, which shows that she is not indifferent to you, and she is not really as hard-hearted as you think." Victor said. "Maybe she has wavered about her plan, why don't you try to make her give up the plan completely and be willing to be Mrs. Lacarini?"

Little La Carlini was aroused by Victor's persuasion, "Do you think I can do it? We still have hope?"

"I can tell by the way you look that you don't want to give up. You already have the answer."

Little La Carlini showed an inevitable smile.

The master thought to himself, you continue to have a tepid innocence.

Professor Lacarlini can "kill people" in the year of the monkey?

"By the way, I have something to tell you." The two turned around a row of privet trees, and their figures were covered by the dense tree shadows, forming a relatively hidden space for talking.Little La Carlini suddenly had a serious face. "Europe seems to be starting to feel less peaceful."

Victor made a please-go gesture.

Lacarlini Jr. continued, "Although the people in power have not yet attracted the attention of those in power, relevant departments have begun to intervene in the investigation."

"The venue of the Quidditch World Cup qualifiers has been changed several times, and it seems that it is not for no reason." Victor seemed to understand.

"If you want me to say that all international competitions should be stopped immediately, in case something goes wrong... Places with a lot of people are the most likely to have accidents." Little La Carlini sneered at the indecision of the Ministry of Magic.

"You also said that you have just been involved in the investigation, and making a decision before you have any solid evidence will easily cause unnecessary panic. Today's wizards can't help being frightened." Victor paused. "Which aspect is it unfair?"

"First, it started from the gathering place of giant monsters. It seemed that someone was instigating those huge monsters with long heads but no brains. Later, the giants also became restless... If someone did it deliberately, he was planning to fight with the entire wizard Crowd against."

The two looked at each other and were silent.

four,

The Durmstrang Student Union, who was happily preparing to meet the inspection team of the European Education Evaluation Conference at school, received a notice: due to force majeure, the inspection team temporarily canceled today's travel plan.In other words, they're not coming.

"Force majeure?!" Carlo unbuttoned the buttons neatly, snorted coldly, and slumped down on the chair.

The members of the student council looked at each other.

For today's inspection mission, they got up at 5 o'clock in the morning and circled the school in order to find omissions that are not conducive to this inspection in time.Then, under the urging of the vice chairman, he dressed up and tidied up his appearance, so as to make sure that his spirit was full of vigor.When they thought that they couldn't be more handsome, and that everything was in their hands, they only owed it to the wind, but then they let go of their picks!

Even if the fish fall into the wild, and the moon is ashamed, it will be useless.

All the teachers and students in the school maliciously speculated that Durmstrang might have been tricked. Maybe the European Education Rating Conference opened up a new idea: he changed his mind and went back on his word.Being hit by disappointment again and again, no matter how strong you are, you will be abnormal.

On behalf of the student union, Heimdall listened to Karkaroff's roar and bombardment in the principal's office.Katenin, who had completed the business trip and returned to school smoothly, was uncharacteristically, did not stop Karkarov from throwing the table and smashing the chair, clasped his hands calmly, and sat peacefully on the armchair in front of the desk.

Karkaroff ended this emotional catharsis with a heavy blow, let out a deep breath, wiped his hair, and sat back behind his desk.

"Mr. Headmaster," Katenin finally said. "The inspection team did not cancel the inspection decision, and the notice said 'other arrangements'."

"Arrangement is very likely to be no more arrangement!" Karkaroff was still angry, and it was inevitable to go into a corner. "These hypocritical villains!"

Katenin was about to say something when an owl appeared outside the window, banging its beak on the glass.

The window opens and the owl flies in, dropping a letter.

Heimdall reached out to catch it.

The owl circled the room and flew away.

Karkaroff frowned and stretched out his hand to Heimdall. Heimdall looked at the envelope and said, "The addressee wrote my name."

Karkaroff withdrew his hand, but was still staring.

Knowing that he had been angered, Heimdall laughed dryly, opened the letter, and found that there was a layer inside the ordinary white envelope, which was the iconic dark purple envelope of the International Wizengamot.

Karkaroff now had to agree that the letter was indeed addressed to his student council president.

From the envelope, Heimdall saw information that others could not understand. It had a dark purple border with yellow, and there was an inconspicuous dark pattern of spreading wings printed on the back of the envelope.

With doubts in his mind, Heimdall obtained permission to leave the school and turned around to leave the principal's office.

Before he left, he didn't miss Katenin's meaningful gaze, and Chairman Strulusson was even more puzzled.

Heimdall walked out of the bell tower, opened the dark purple envelope in the snow, golden light shot out from the envelope, forming a pair of wings stretched before his eyes, the pattern appeared for a very short time, and disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye .

Heimdall bowed his head, the envelope was empty.

This is a summoning order from IW. Judging from the color, it is a third-level summoning order and belongs to "general emergency".