HP's Foreign Land

one,

Lao Caipi chuckled, "It's really not easy to scare you, so try harder next time."

Heimdall pretended not to understand his ridicule: "The last time we participated in the European wizard education evaluation conference, the vicious black-clothed examiner in the experience session after the conference...is that you?" (PS: For those who don't remember, please See Chapter 819)

Grindelwald's expression was indescribably meaningful, and Heimdall panicked for no reason when he saw it. He was indeed the gangster brother who once responded to everyone. If he didn't speak, just showing off his deepness could make the weak-minded people piss off.

"Why am I not surprised at all?" Lao Caipi returned the words in a blink of an eye.

Who is the old Buxiu acting cute for? !Do you put your hands on your face and rub your creases? !Chairman Strulusson's psychological activities climaxed one after another.

"I was ready to finish everything at that time." Lao Caipi looked regretful, anyway, it seemed like that, as if he had really imagined cutting the mess with a knife.

"Why did you stop again?!" It's not that Chairman Sturluson has a heart like a snake and a scorpion and regards human life as worthless. This kind of drama of fighting gangsters and eating gangsters in a nest is really satisfying. It not only relieves the work pressure of wizards, policemen and judges, but also eases the increasingly tense situation. Empty prison beds.

"Then it would be cheaper to kill him." Grindelwald always thought that death should not be too gentle.

Heimdall nodded, and then asked strangely, "It's been nearly two years since the incident that smeared Di Rupo, why did you come out now to take revenge?"

Grindelwald glared at him dissatisfied, "Why don't you ask me how I plan to play with that kid?!"

"I do not want to know."

Grindelwald drank a few sips of his drink dully and deliberately left Heimdall to dry. The Mr. Chairman ignored his childish tricks, but was still in a good mood, and even took out his pocket watch to look at it seriously.

Grindelwald had no choice but to put down his glass, "I didn't agree at the beginning."

"What do you mean?" Heimdall put away his pocket watch with a smile.

"Do you think Di Rupo really knows nothing about what Brown is doing? As a master and apprentice who get along day and night, he didn't notice his apprentice's mind?" Grindelwald snorted.

Heimdall didn't waste time asking him why he was fighting for the legendary number one enemy. The former enemy was the friend who knew him best, and he had no choice but to stand against each other.It can be seen that Lao Caipi failed in life. After so many years of mixing, he finally got acquainted with such an opposing camp—or how many? ——A little friend who can be called a friend, and today, many years after the end of the Great War, he carefully confides in a person who will not reveal anything.

too cruel...

"You mean that Di Rupo knew that Brown had bad intentions and ulterior motives?" Heimdall said.

"Karel once approached me and told me something, but I didn't say yes at the time," Grindelwald said. "The reason why I took two years to deal with it is because I was not in the mood to meddle in my own business two years ago."

Two years ago, Heimdall made up his mind. Could it be that he was not in harmony with Professor Dumbledore at that time?Now that you're proud of your love scene, why don't you turn around and pick up the advice of your friends who have been left aside?To put it bluntly, Lao Caipi is too idle and wants to find something to pass the time. Recently, Professor Dumbledore obviously has no time to spend time with him and reminisce about the past.

"Since Mr. Di Rupo has already prepared, why still..."

Grindelwald was silent for a moment, and said: "After all, it is his student. In fact, Karel values ​​Brown very much. However, he does not show his emotions, and he treats work more strictly. Afterwards, he can't think of easing the atmosphere. In the eyes of most wizards Li is a stubborn old man who doesn't feel human. Karel didn't expect his students to really hit him hard."

Unexpectedly, Karel Di Rupo has experienced great wars and has rich experience in reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance. Although he couldn't bear to think about it, he finally saved a hand just in case, but unfortunately it didn't come in handy... Maybe not Willing to come in handy.Brown is a wolf, but it doesn't mean that Di Rupo is also ruthless.

"I don't think Mr. Di Rupo's character is the reason for Brown's treachery. Brown is a man with a bad foundation. He is full of black water. He grows more and more crooked. He takes life as a matter of course. No matter how kind a professor is, he will be stabbed by Brown." Knife, he doesn't have any logic in what he does, it's all on his whim."

Lao Caipi made a fuss and said, "Since that's the case, have you endured until now?"

"It's not because of you!" Heimdall said dissatisfied. "You are obviously a villain who will take revenge. In order to pour black water on Di Rupo, Brown did not hesitate to offend you and drag you into the scapegoat for killing teachers. He wanted to kill two birds with one stone. After that, you didn't move at all, as if you completely forgot After this matter, I thought you were old-fashioned."

In the past two years, Lao Caipi has been busy building magpie bridges with his sweetheart, reliving old dreams, lying on the gun and being labeled as a murderer and piracy, but he also swallowed his anger. No matter how hard friends are in front of their lovers, they have to stand back.

"Actually, I didn't think about revenge," Grindelwald seemed frank. "Over the years, I have used my name to make trouble, and there are many examples of blaming me whenever something happens. If I care about everything, I will have no time to sleep."

"Your inaction is the main reason for fueling the arrogance of these people. The group of people under you made frequent small moves, but Grindelwald, as the supreme leader, ignored them and ignored them." Heimdall gave him a white look, and everything Quitting doesn't mean it doesn't matter to you.

"I came out to clean up the mess? Do you think it's okay? I don't care. Those guys who clamor all day to eliminate evil and justice must prevail? You can see headlines like World War II in the newspaper the next day." Grinder Wo has never had a good impression of those who are afraid of chaos in the world. He only knows how to play tricks, but he doesn't see them doing anything. If those wizards set an example and fight on the front line of catching fish that slip through the net, let him Gellert Grindelwald himself The capital is fine.

Lao Caipi is still so rebellious in his old age, but people who are not rebellious can't do such earth-shattering things.

"Just pretend!" Heimdall complained. "You ran out to deal with Brown now, isn't it just to avenge the guy from back then?"

"I'm here to fulfill my friend's promise."

"Didn't you say you didn't promise at the beginning?"

"But I didn't refuse." It all depends on his mood.

Heimdall accepted his sympathy for Grindelwald's few friends, and turned to sympathize with Karel Di Rupo, who has been buried in the ground. Such a gay friend, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Di Rupo.

The two were silent for a moment.

When Heimdall thought of Kane, he felt a little complicated. If Professor Patrick Lacey could "return everything to its original owner", is there still hope for Kane?He also thought about Kane's friend who had written to him, he should let the master appease him, if this friend came to go deep into the tiger's den on his own initiative, he would be courting death.

"Why did Brown stop playing Professor Lacey?" Heimdall said.

"Professor Lacey is not old enough to go to the third floor of the library, and Kane, who is in the sixth grade, can apply to enter the encrypted library."

"Crypto library has something Brown needs? What is it?"

"I don't know. Don't stare at me. I only know that Brown is not the one who wants to enter the encrypted library. In Durmstrang, the sixth grade students are more convenient than the new professors."

not brown...

"How did the follower of Beauxbatons know this?" Heimdall asked.

"...Can't your brain be turned around a little less?" Old Caipi's ambiguity was easily exposed by Heimdall.

"You are not my confiding object. I have to be more careful when I talk to you, otherwise it will be easy to be fooled by you." Heimdall said calmly. "I've never been worried about you."

Grindelwald smiled slowly.

Heimdall stared intently.

Grindelwald capitulated, "Le Pen is a saint and part of a group of fake saints in response to Henry Drey."

Heimdall asked confusedly, "Since Le Pen is a saint, why bother to pretend to be a saint?"

"In fact, there is more than one true saint in Derry's team of false saints."

Infernal Affairs?

Grindelwald shook his head after understanding the meaning of Infernal Affairs, "The saint's reputation is already bad enough, how bad can it be?"

Heimdall said hesitantly, "Are they full?"

Grindelwald nodded seriously, and there seemed to be no condemnation or dissatisfaction from his facial expressions.

"You have such a big heart." Heimdall couldn't help but sneer.

Grindelwald disagreed, "What shocking things can Drey do? At most, he kills people, sets fires, and robs houses. His tricks are nothing but tricks, and he uses the name of saints as a cover-up. His purpose is not to conquer the world. Why should I talk to such Three-legged cats care about everything."

Heimdall forgot again, the universal viewer in front of him is "extraordinary".

"Derry..." Grindelwald said again.

"I know more or less what Dre wants to do," Heimdall interrupted him.

I'm afraid it's not just "know more or less"?Seeing that he had no intention of talking, Grindelwald gave up the idea of ​​asking.

"One last question," Heimdall said. "Mr. Di Rupo really has a secret laboratory in Durmstrang?"

"How do you know?" Grindelwald was surprised.

Heimdall didn't even want to talk to him, "I saw it in Maroni's memory." It was also the bait that Lao Caipi deliberately opened a short curtain to lure him into the bait.

"As long as Brown believes there is, there is," Grindelwald said.

Heimdall got up and said goodbye on the way to the door, suddenly turned around, "Seeing that you are quite touched by the ups and downs of the relationship between Di Rupo and Brown's master-student relationship, and even a little jealous, how do you think of your mentor Nero? Golden? They say you almost did what Brown did."

Grindelwald sat with the backlight, his face blurred.

There was no voice in the room for a long time.

Heimdall raised the corner of his mouth, opened the door and walked out of the private room.

two,

After returning to school, Heimdall first visited Kattenen, and was delighted that the elusive professor sat safely in his room and sipped the new drink made by the house elf working in the kitchen.With a refreshing aroma, the drink acts like coffee, waking up the mind without the side effects of drowsiness.

Katenen excitedly held up the clear glass teapot. The color of the drink in the pot looked like brewed Tieguanyin, bright orange and crystal clear.

"It can also be used to put jam or spirits, so that the taste of the drink itself will not be robbed." Katenen smiled openly.

Heimdall later found out that the unnamed drink was created by Katenen in his spare time.

"Just call it Felix Tea Soup." Heimdall joked.

Katenen's eyes lit up, "Good name."

Heimdall laughed dryly and asked about Maroni's situation.

"It's okay, but the memory..."

"I was going to tell you about it."

Two hours later, Heimdall walked out of Kattenen's room.Immediately afterwards, I rushed to the school library. Fortunately, the librarian hadn't closed the door to get off work.

Holding the letter of authorization written by Katenin himself, Heimdall learned from the administrator Mrs. Vitrenko that Kane was not included in the list of students who applied to enter the encrypted library, probably because Heimdall's face was full of hesitation, Just to be on the safe side, Mrs. Vitrenko checked again, and the answer was the same as before.

Now Heimdall is sure that Brown and Dre are in the same bed, Brown does not intend to work hard for Dre at all, the reason why Brown and Dre are submissive, maybe Brown can successfully enter Durmstrang and Dre's help cannot escape relationship.Ludwig Brown was not one to reciprocate, and Dre should not have pinned his hopes on someone who would repay his teacher.

However, Heimdall was very happy to see such a result. He told Mrs. Vitrenko about Katenin's instructions, and when Mrs. Vitrenko nodded, Heimdall asked hopefully, "If I want to apply to enter the third floor?" Encrypted library, what do I need to write in the application?"

"Even if the application is approved, you need to queue up." Mrs. Vitrenko reminded him kindly, "If you can get the authorization of the three principals—including the deceased and the current one, or the nod of a sage, I will now I can let you in."

"I see." Heimdall left the library.

After the sun went down, he shared with Victor what happened today.

"So we can ignore Brown's existence in the future?" Victor frowned.

"It's hard to say," said Heimdall, equally worried. "You don't have to think about his future tense, but you have to guard against it."

Victor nodded, then smiled, "I'm glad someone is willing to take over."

"Even if that person is Grindelwald?" Heimdall blinked.

Victor held him tightly in his arms, strangled his neck and said, "Even if he is Grindelwald."

Heimdall threw his head down and danced, screaming like a pig.

Kid Mionier was dumbfounded.

Heimdall noticed the child's eyes, and quickly patted the master, "Don't scare the child..."

Before he finished speaking, Mionier threw away the gingerbread man pillow and rushed to the sofa where the couple were sitting.

"Mionir wants too!" As he spoke, he spread his arms wide and fell into the arms of his eldest father, kicking his little feet upwards.

Victor couldn't help laughing, "My son is quite courageous!"

The little dad broke free from the big daddy's arms, and stuffed the impatient millet into the big daddy's arms. Mioneil, who was being held up by Victor, screamed again and again, imitating the little papa, howling like ghosts and wolves.

A little lunatic.

The father and son played for a while, Mionier hugged his eldest father and laughed from ear to ear, Victor hugged his son and continued the conversation with Heimdall.

"Are you sure you will get permission to enter the encrypted library soon?" Viktor asked.

"The Six Sages almost killed me back then. I can take advantage of this, as long as he doesn't forget the guilt of human beings, and he said that he will teach you all about the curse. It's the same for you and me." Heimdall is confident.

"That's why you're so sure Dre let Brown into the library?"

"Let's go in first. I haven't been to the encrypted library yet. Even if it's not for that, there will definitely be other gains. Finding out about Derry's intentions can at least avoid being passively beaten."

"It's fine if you say yes." Victor looked like a nice man.

Half an hour later, when the husband and wife were taking turns fighting in the bathroom with the milk baby who refused to take a bath, Heimdall sneaked in: "Grindelwald can get in and out of Durmstrang and Card Professor Jenin's connivance cannot escape."

"Why do you say that?" Victor reached out to fix the struggling pod.

The little bread waiting to be "tortured" in the same basin shrank itself into a ball, hoping that the husband and wife could not see it.

"Yel Ravila is no longer in Durmstrang, maybe in order to downplay Brown's defensiveness, or maybe Professor Katenen has other arrangements." Heimdall thought deeply.

"You mean Antonio Blanco?" Yale's alias during his undercover days in Durmstrang.

"Yes, Blanco." Heimdall was used to the name Yael and couldn't change it.

Victor looked at the pods in the water without speaking, seemingly lost in thought.

Heimdall shook his hand, and took the soaked pod out of the basin.

The black cat finally became honest.

Little Bread raised his head quietly, and met Victor's eyes. The latter smiled at it, and it ran away in fright. As a result, the basin was too slippery, and Little Bread rolled to Victor's hand.

"Good girl." Victor gently restrained it.

Heimdall walked out of the bathroom with the pod in his arms, and Mionnier followed him like a little follower, very busy.

Heimdall looked at Toffee who was pulling the doorknob vigorously, "Don't waste your energy, it will be your turn next."

"It's your turn!" Mionir puffed out his small chest to pretend to be aggressive.

The first king to wash opened his eyes drowsily in front of the fireplace, and quickly closed them again.

three,

At noon that day, Victor was enjoying the coolness of the shade on the bench by the stream in the Heideggerach campus, while eating the sandwiches prepared for him by the house elves. Lange blew over like a gust of wind, beside him sit down.

Victor paused while eating, and then raised the small basket.

Lange shook his head.

"Have you eaten?" Victor asked.

"not yet."

"Then come on." Victor handed over the basket again.

Lange was not polite this time.

Victor didn't ask until all the sandwiches and other food in the basket were wiped out, "Did it go well?"

Lange knew what he was talking about.

"Spend money to eliminate disasters." Lange said indifferently.

"Let Na know your plan?"

"She disagrees."

That is to know.

"If I were you, Rigg would definitely disagree."

Langer said: "I don't care about spending money. According to my father's will, those things belonged to her. Hanging her all the time is not conducive to a clean break with the past life. I hope she will no longer appear in our lives in the future. I think I You can try to ignore the pain she once brought me."

"You can be more ruthless." Victor felt that Lange was too graceful.

"For a person whom I don't want to pay any more attention to, there is nothing wrong with my approach, just a stranger." Lange smiled calmly.

"Good luck!" Victor said.

"I have paid all the money that should be paid, and I have nothing to do with her." Lange looked relieved.

"She should appreciate your generosity."

"No, that was the generosity of my father, who wanted us to at least treat each other as guests for the rest of our lives."

"The only thing your father won't blame you for is this, after all, it wasn't you who gave up first."

"If my father knows about it, I don't know if he will blame me for giving his money to my ex-wife."

Victor figured it out, this guy Andrew is actually so rebellious and coquettish.

"You don't have to worry about it, let your ex-wife explain it after a hundred years." Victor said jokingly.

At the end of the last class in the afternoon, Victor met Lange again on the boat leading to another island, and found that the other party's expression was wrong, and Victor stopped the idea of ​​teasing.

"Is your class over too?" Victor asked.

There are students beside them, the master did not rashly chat privately.

Lange didn't speak.

After the boat landed, the teachers and students jumped off the boat and landed one after another.

The two professors intentionally walked last, waiting for the students to leave before they slowly headed towards the island.

Lange, who was silent all the way, suddenly said: "Can you see the person standing on the top of the mountain?"

Victor raised his eyes, squinted for a while, and asked in surprise, "Which country's police force is that agent?"

The uniforms of the police force vary from country to country, but in order to be closer to the international police force, the difference is not significant.

"Estonia." Lange said calmly.

"Why are they..." Victor was taken aback. "Are they here for you?"

Lange replied unhurriedly, "I just received the news that the woman died."

Victor was silent for a moment, "Your ex-wife?"

Lange nodded, and then said, "I don't know how she plans to explain to my father after seeing him."

Victor saw that he was still in the mood to make fun of him. He must have been less touched by this incident than he had imagined. Lange was not a saint after all, and his current attitude was just like what he said a few hours ago—just a stranger.

"Given your past misfortune, I may offend you by saying that," Victor asked lightly. "This matter has nothing to do with you?"

"Don't worry." Lange understood what he meant. "I have students and professors testify that I have been staying in the school for the past few days, and the goblin is also responsible for the transfer of property. I didn't touch her directly. Besides, if I really want to torture her, I won't kill her."

"Why did she suddenly..." Victor couldn't figure it out.

Lange narrowed his eyes.