HP's Foreign Land

one,

Victor didn't see Heimdall after entering the door, and Mionnell, who was wearing a baby jumpsuit with a gingerbread man pattern, grabbed the master's hand and pointed to the bathroom.Seeing that his son's cheeks were rosy, his soft hair was moist, his feet were bare, and his whole body was fragrant, he knew he had already taken a bath.

The master looked at the pumpkin alarm clock on the mantelpiece to make sure he was not late, and wondered why the steps of life were different today.

"Rig brought rice, chicken drumsticks and soup." Mionier looked like he couldn't get enough of it.

Although this child has inherited the master's good habit of eating vegetables, it doesn't mean he doesn't like meat.The master didn't pursue such disappointing topics as the combination of meat and vegetables. He patted his son's head and said that he would bring back delicious food in the future.Mionier grinned.

【What happened? 】Victor looked at Pod calmly, who was dozing on the arm of the sofa.

It's too abnormal to take a shower as soon as you come back, let alone the occasional outbreak of procrastination in the shower.

Doudan, who had been threatened a long time ago, opened one eye slowly, [How do I know, didn't he have a date with Jeanne today, maybe he got something dirty, or he suddenly wanted to take a bath. ]

Dou Pod hinted that Da Papa should not be paranoid all day long, and that Xiao Papa, in addition to procrastination, also has problems with whim.

It is not in vain that Doudou is so old, and he easily deceives the master who is so meticulous in observation.Doudan closed his eyes as if nothing had happened, thinking that the next time he went out, he would pay a heavy blow.

Victor couldn't help introspecting. He hugged his son, took off his cloak and told Hina to change clothes, and walked into the bathroom by himself.In the bathroom, he saw Heimdall wearing only a pair of loose pants, staring naked at the white wall in front of him. Victor waited for a moment, but the person in front of him was still motionless.

Victor stepped forward and waved, Heimdall came back to his senses suddenly, and was startled when he saw the master who was close at hand.

"You're back?!"

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied." Victor unbuttoned his robe.

"After taking a shower just now, I suddenly remembered the history of modern magic that I memorized this morning."

"So you don't wear any clothes, and you stand here recalling the differences and divisions between the annexation and anti-annexation of black and white magic?" Victor couldn't help laughing, and covered the back of Heimdall's neck with his hand. "If Professor Manco knew that you were so serious, the final exam would definitely not embarrass you."

Heimdall showed a "don't mention it" expression, and then shuddered.

"Don't dawdle, put on your clothes quickly, and be careful of catching a cold." Victor urged.

"...I can't catch a cold," Heimdall said vaguely as he put his clothes on. "Whether I'm really sick or fake, Jeanne will never let me go."

Victor listened to his complaint and looked back at him. Heimdall, who had his back to Victor, didn't notice that his lover scanned him from head to toe, and then showed a thoughtful expression.Victor turned around and pretended to ask casually, "How was your date today? Where did you go?"

"Where there is time to play, if Jeanna asks me to be my bag-carrying boy, I will definitely refuse." Heimdall waved his hand in his heart, refusing to recall the unbearable nightmare.

"Could it be possible to find a place to chat for a day?"

"Almost..." Heimdall finished speaking vaguely, and left the bathroom as if he was fleeing. If he was questioned further, he couldn't help but vomit bitterness to the master.

Victor in the bathroom naturally sensed his unnaturalness, not to mention his way of avoiding it was not clever.The master withdrew his gaze, and habitually folded the clothes he had taken off neatly and placed them in a specific position, which was in stark contrast to Heimdall's littering before.

It seems that this date is very unusual, even the proud masculinity - leg hair - is gone... So the master thought as he turned on the tap.

When Victor left the bathroom, Inquisitor Sturluson, who was crouching beside the bed, had already started snoring, with a faint smirk hanging from the corner of his mouth, holding a history of magic notebook in his hand, with one corner of the notebook only a few centimeters above the ground.

Mionier squatted on the side, imitating the little Papa's snoring with great interest, and laughing for self-entertainment from time to time.

"Go to bed and sleep!" The master walked over and took away the History of Magic notebook.

Heimdall, who was in a light sleep, twitched his mouth twice, without opening his eyes, and ducked into the bed like a lazy pig, barely using his hands during the whole process, which shows that practice makes perfect and mastery.

When his head officially touched the pillow, he immediately traveled to the other side of the world.

Heimdall was almost spoiled today.

two,

Jeanna's wedding was scheduled for Thursday, and Heimdall, who had to ask for leave for non-holidays, felt that this day was not beautiful, and thought nitpickingly, Thursday, Thursday—it sounded like a curse.Of course, he just slandered in his stomach. If he refused to be a bridesmaid because he was too picky, with Jeanne's personality, even if she risked being drowned in saliva and released pigeons from all relatives and friends on the wedding day, she would resolutely hold up her magic wand. Come to him for a duel.

It's pretty scary for a woman to be pissed off.

Heimdall broke out in a cold sweat just thinking about it, and quickly drove those bad thoughts out of his mind.

As a bride, Jeanna arrived at the wedding site early at dawn - the backyard of Jeanna's parents' house. Andrew and Jeanna's new home is located in the city, which is not suitable for outdoor weddings. A forest will be held in the late spring and early summer when the flowers and trees are sparse. The wedding was Jeanne's childhood dream.

The wedding venue between Heimdall and the master is very ideal, but Jeanna also wants to complete the most important sweet and solemn ceremony in her life in a place she is familiar with. Her parents' house is adjacent to the forest, so Jeanna decided to set the wedding venue outside the forest. lawn.

The ceremony site was set up a few days ago and is now ready, waiting for the guests to gather to complete the mission.

According to Jeanna, there are not many wizards who are sure to attend the wedding banquet.

"Nearly half less than when you got married."

That's really not many, not to mention the number of wizards rushing to attend the couple's wedding.

"You and Andrew will hold a wedding specially for crowds, and the number of people at that time will definitely satisfy you." Heimdall joked.

"You know I don't mean that!" Jeanna wanted to turn around, but was patted by her mother who was squatting in front of her and straightening her skirt.

"Don't move! I'm going to be a mother soon, and I can't rest for half a minute!"

"Mom..." Jeanna pouted.

Jeanne's mother turned a deaf ear and seemed to concentrate on fiddling with the hem of the skirt that had already been enchanted and did not need to be smoothed by hand.

Heimdall immediately sensed the strange atmosphere, and quickly closed his mouth and pretended to be a scene board.

Before Jeanne's mother left the bridal preparation room, Jeanne's several attempts to talk to her mother ended in nothing due to her mother's indifference.The door of the preparation room was gently closed, and Jeanna left the full-length mirror in frustration, and sat down beside Heimdall.

"What's wrong with your mother?" It's rare for a daughter's married mother to put on a face, and she's not a stepmother.

"It's not because of Andrew."

"Andrew offended your mother?"

"No... well, it seems to be the same."

"what happened?"

Jeanna pursed her lips, "Mom originally felt good about Andrew. Although she was a bit older, she felt at ease in dealing with people. She thought that Andrew would take care of me, and he was a professor at the magic school...you don't know, I Mom tends to have a good impression of a man who is a teacher."

This is the first time Heimdall heard about it. Before that, I only knew that Jeanne's mother had no obvious dissatisfaction with Andrew. Jeanne's father had always disliked Andrew, mainly because Andrew and Jeanne's father were about the same age.

"What made your mother change her mind?" Heimdall asked.

"Minister of Magic election."

"Your mother doesn't want Andrew running for Minister of Magic?"

"My mother doesn't hate politicians—as long as the politician has nothing to do with her, whenever her relatives and friends get involved in politics, my mother will decisively distance herself from that person. My mother always said that wizards who engage in politics always play tricks to harm people. Especially men who engage in politics are all psychopaths, and they like to kill their wives for their wives the most."

Shouldn't you be laughing?Heimdall couldn't make up his mind.

"Your mother is quite humorous."

"That's not humor, that's what she thinks of it," Jeanne said.

In other words, the mother-in-law feels insecure, worried that her daughter will be worthless and kicked out by her son-in-law who has returned to politics?

"Andrew is not that kind of guy," Heimdall said.

"You don't need to say that?" Jeanna continued to sigh, "But my mother doesn't think so. She said that men are humble before they succeed. Once they succeed, their noses will stick up to the sky and they will be defiant."

"I remember that Andrew's ex-wife was an ordinary wizard with no background. Your background is much stronger than that lady. She had the guts to kick her ex-husband and find another high-ranking branch. I don't think you will be worried about it in the future, but Andrew. .”

"If only my mother could think that way, she is very stubborn," Jeanne said. "Dad is very enthusiastic about Andrew's re-election for the Minister of Magic. He often takes the initiative to contact Andrew and ask him to speak up when he has difficulties."

Perhaps... this is the difference between men and women in thinking about issues. The mother’s starting point is mainly her daughter, and she can ignore everything for her daughter’s happiness—so men often blame her for having long hair and short-sightedness, and for not understanding the overall situation. The starting point of the father is far-sightedness at best, and high-spiritedness at worst. A man should work hard and put his career first. If the son-in-law becomes the Minister of Magic, will he still treat his daughter badly?

No matter what, the methods of expression are different. Parents want their children to live well, which is common.

Jeanna's mother pushed open the door, "Your big sister is coming soon."

Jeanna jumped up, looked back and forth in a panic, then stared at Heimdall, frowned, broke off his indecent Erlang legs, and forced him to stand up and look up, compared to the big bow on his head The wide-brimmed hat followed his black hair straight, and finally held his chin and swept his face until he was sure that everything was safe, then he let go and took a step back, standing quietly aside.

Jeanne's mother had already closed the door.

"Did you miss the point?" Heimdall asked puzzled.

"Didn't you always wonder why I asked you to be a bridesmaid? The reason lies in my sister."

The "big sister" that Rangna's mother said was the daughter of an aunt of Rangna, who was three years older than Rangna. She got married last year, and the groom was said to be a child of a wealthy family with a noble background, also known as the rich second generation.This cousin is so satisfied with her marriage that she smiles in her dreams, and shows off in front of her sisters all day long. It is not enough for Jeanna's mother's natal family to be shown all over the place, so she has to climb over the wall and come to her cousin to continue her efforts.

"My cousins ​​didn't even send invitations to her when they got married. I really couldn't help it. I thought she would go to Africa with the rich young husband and probably wouldn't come back. I didn't expect to save face like this." Jeanna was very unhappy.

Rangna's family only accepts gifts and has no tradition of accepting money. It is impossible to find a balance by "extorting" large gifts.Judging from Rang Na's description, if there is a link of gift money, maybe the aggressive cousin who has pursuits will be more motivated...

"I didn't hear the reason for asking me to be a bridesmaid." Heimdall asked her to straighten the building as soon as possible.

"When she got married, her bridesmaid was Fleur Delacour, and she kept saying that the wedding was rare in a thousand years," Jeanne said in a funny tone, "the beauty of the bride and the bridesmaid is so heart-wrenching. No matter how hard it is to reach, I don't want to tell you more, you civilians are afraid that even your imagination is extremely boring... This woman is so annoying, I can guarantee with my personality, I am taller, taller, more beautiful than her, So my bridesmaid must also be a beauty!"

"...I'm glad you think I'm prettier than Delacour."

"Rig~~~" Jeanna was very moved.

"But you've already lost!"

Jeanna was taken aback.

"You find a man to pretend to be a woman. First, you directly admit that the beauty of your cousin and bridesmaid is hard to match. Second, in your heart, women can no longer save your face. How can you embarrass all the witches in the world?"

It is true that Delacour is indeed beautiful, but it is a frog in a well to say that he is the most beautiful in the world. Heimdall already knows beauties who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Delacour, such as Mrs. Lange in front of him.

"Who said you're a man?! I'm telling you Lesty Dill! You're a woman today and nothing else!!!"

Lestidil was the name of the princess in a comet broom ad that Heimdall shot when he was in sixth grade.

That's not the point!

The door panel was knocked three times, and before the people inside could speak, the people outside pushed the door and walked in.A lady in a bright purple dress appeared in front of the two of them, her eyebrows were well drawn, and although she didn't look special at first glance, everyone who saw her would praise her as a beauty.

Heimdall saw her arrogant attitude, refused to look at people positively and politely, and the dress on her body was more gorgeous and eye-catching than the bride's wedding dress in terms of color and style. He guessed that this noisy lady was the unpopular cousin that Jeanne said.

The cousin's eyes swept over Heimdall, and turned to Jeanna calmly.

"Congratulations, honey."

"Thank you, I thought you wouldn't be able to come back." Jeanna stepped forward to hug her.

"How can I be absent when you get married?"

Speaking as if the relationship between the two is so close, Jeanna resisted the urge to hum.

"This is..." Cousin's curiosity finally prevailed.

"My bridesmaid, Miss Lestedil." Jeanne introduced the two of them.

"Hello..." My cousin was about to say something when an unbelievable exclamation came from the door of the unsealed preparation room.

"Elia?!"

Jeanne and her cousin turned their heads in surprise.

"This is the bridal preparation room. Didn't you see the sign outside that says Men Only?" Jeanna recognized the idiot-looking man as her cousin's rich second-generation husband.

"Honey, why are you here?" The cousin rushed out to greet her.

The rich second generation turned a deaf ear, looked directly into the door, and shouted, "Are you Elijah?"

Heimdall has a toothache when he hears "Elia". Eliya is the nickname given by the otaku in the wizarding world to the "Comet Princess" Lestedil who exists in fantasy—and has been recognized by most fans.The old and cunning Comet Broom Company has always been evasive about the identity of the Comet Princess, making those otaku who are dissatisfied with desires more hungry and thirsty, and then they are self-sufficient, and a variety of strange and diverse peripherals have been derived.

There is a saying that otaku can change the world...

Heimdall turned a deaf ear to the urging call, without even raising his eyelids, the cousin didn't want to make a fuss, so she went out to block it, and the door closed behind her.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Jeanne stared blankly at Heimdall.

The latter has a noble and glamorous attitude.

Jeanna burst out laughing, "Elia?"

The face of the false fairy "Princess Comet" turned black.

three,

[Sorry, smoking is strictly prohibited during the wedding, please cooperate. ] A wooden sign was raised in front of his eyes.

Rommel paused when he lit the pipe, then calmly extinguished the flame at the front of the wand, bit the pipe and took a deep breath, exhaled comfortably, and said, "I'll go in after I'm finished." Looking at the next puff, he almost choked his throat .

Princess Comet looked back calmly—she had given up on herself.

The words on the wooden sign quickly changed to, 【Thank you for your cooperation. 】

Rommel held his pipe, "Don't want to talk or can't talk?"

[There are both. 】

"Whose idea?" Rommel looked up and down and said with a smile.

【bride. 】

"Let you walk around the venue dressed like this?"

This is one of several sets and the big fun is yet to come.

[Bridesmaid and anti-smoking ambassador. 】

Rommel laughed, "Let's go take pictures," he said, grabbing Heimdall's arm. "Before the big troops arrive."

Heimdall thought of the activity photos of the misleading children hanging in the blue velvet hut, and he felt rebellious, and shook his head decisively.

"Mom," Mionier, who was hired as a flower girl, came running to present the treasure. "Charizard jelly!"

Cold meals are provided at the wedding site, and guests can take them at will.

Mionier's mother said logically, without any resistance.

"Mom" is in pain.

Rommel turned his face away, and Heimdall gritted his teeth - thinking that I didn't know why I turned my head!

"Is there any outer packaging?" Seeing his son looking at him eagerly, Heimdall asked quickly.

"Have."

"Is there any place to put it? If you like it, you can put more and put it back... Take it apart and eat it first. If it doesn't taste good, we don't want it."

Mionier nodded suddenly.

Rommel couldn't laugh or cry.

Mionir took a bite, his little face wrinkled, "Bitter..."

"Good boy, don't spit on the ground," Heimdall pointed the jelly cup at Mionir's mouth. "Spit in here, try not to spit outside."

Mionier spat out the bitter and astringent jelly bit by bit carefully.

The house-elf quickly took the jelly cup away.

"Do you want more?" Heimdall took out a handkerchief and wiped his son's mouth.

"No more." Mionier was hit hard.

"Are you ready? It just so happened that Mionnier went to take pictures with us." Rommel interjected calmly.

"Are you still thinking about it?"

Rommel held his grandson's hand, "I haven't had a photo with my daughter yet."

"Daughter"'s egg hurts, who said you haven't filmed it, you are naughty again!

four,

Lenato Lacarlini, one of the best men who arrived with Victor, had a bright eye.

"Beauty!"

Victor looked intently, narrowed his eyes, and walked quickly over in the next second.

Lenato was puzzled, "Why are you running?"

The master turned a deaf ear.

Lenato followed.

Before the two got close, they heard the rich-looking man in gold and silver constantly pestering the beauty that Lenato was talking about.

"...You are Eliya, I recognized it immediately, don't try to deny it!"

The beautiful woman in the wide-brimmed hat was holding a wooden sign that shone with colorful lights. At this time, the wooden sign read: [Please do not stand at the entrance to obstruct traffic. ] "The beauty looks familiar..." Lenato muttered.

"We can find a quiet corner to get to know each other deeply..."

"Why are you standing at the entrance of the side door?" A voice of inquiry from behind interrupted the blushing and beating confession in gold and silver - the one who was blushing and beating was the cousin-in-law.

There are two entrances and exits at the wedding scene, and the side entrance is only open for friends who have a closer relationship with today's two protagonists.

[Jianna said to find someone to replace me, but the legendary successor never appeared. 】 "What do you need to do to stand here?"

[Guide the direction for the guests, and remind the guests not to smoke. 】

Victor took away the wooden sign without saying a word, and then put it into the hands of the dumbfounded Professor Lacarini. The professor has already recalled who the "beauty" is.

"Please, Mr. Best Man." Victor smiled at Lenato, took Heimdall's hand and walked away.

Only then did Lenato realize that he had been "betrayed", "I'm the best man!"

"I'm also the best man." Victor turned around and said.

"You wait!" Lenato threatened.

"I'll take your place later," Victor said.

That's about the same, Lenato looked around with the wooden sign, and said to the dumbfounded cousin-in-law with a sense of substitution: "Sir, please don't stand here and obstruct the traffic."

"Elia... Klum..." The cousin-in-law's brain activity was ups and downs, with occasional mosaics.

The cousin-in-law immediately lost his composure.

"Krum!" he yelled, rushing forward.

The two people walking in front turned around at the same time, and the cousin-in-law and Victor, who were expressionless, were all right.

Let go of my Elijah!Only dare to shout in my heart.

"What's the matter?" Victor said.

The cousin-in-law had a solemn expression on his face, "Please Elijah to sign for me."

Five minutes later, the cousin-in-law happily held the freshly baked signature, eager to lick a few mouthfuls.

Intermittent voices drifted with the wind——

"...the hat fits you well...isn't it easy to walk...let's slow down..."

The cousin-in-law can travel through the shackles of distance and describe the shy and innocent smile that emerges from Elijah. He looks at the dream lover who is drifting away, and weeps with joy.

After going back, I will have the capital to show off!

Cousin and cousin-in-law are a perfect match~~