HP's Foreign Land

In front of the house, check whether the weeds in the field have been pulled out-even though there is no crop in the field.

Hermione also stayed close during the inspection, murmuring Heimdall's faultfinding.

Winky was very happy that her worth had been reflected, and she wept with joy when Heimdall told it that she was very satisfied with the results of the examination.

Heimdall took a crimson dahlia hairpin from the bean pod that jumped on the window sill, and the dahlia on the hairpin had two petals broken, "This is something I don't need to be ready to throw away."

Shining carefully took the hairpin with both hands. In all fairness, except for the slightly flawed petals, the overall shape of the hairpin is lively and pretty. It looks like it is for younger girls.

Winky likes it very much, peeking at Heimdall with tears in his eyes.

Heimdall waved his hand in disgust, "Professor Rumelia and I don't need it, so you can throw it away for us."

Winky's choice difficulty continued to plague her persistence as a qualified elf, and she stood there quietly and motionless.

Hermione seemed to understand something, opened her mouth a few times and forced herself to remain silent because she was afraid of backlash.

Winky finally took the hairpin away, and when she left, she didn't know whether it was a guilty conscience or something, but Winky was not a free and easy elf in the first place.

"Professor Kenny..." Hermione felt ashamed.

"You are still young, and young people like to see results quickly, but the roads leading to Rome in the world are not all straight lines," Heimdall reassured her. "Your intentions are good, but you can't ignore the fact that the house elves probably won't respond to your kindness. Take your time."

"By giving Winky a broken hairpin, you're actually paying Winky for her labor income, right?" Hermione asked.

"Giving it money directly will definitely not work. The salary I pay will be kept by Shining's boyfriend Dobby for the time being. I feel that Dobby is trustworthy."

"Yes, Dobby is very good, he is an elf with dreams, he wants a salary, he wants freedom...Although the goal is too low at this stage." Professor Dumbledore clearly agreed to pay 10 Galleons , it insists on reducing it to 1, and the holidays too... Hermione is not without regrets.

"Thinking about it from another angle, there is room for salary increase in the later stage. Setting the goal high at the beginning is not conducive to negotiating terms with the boss in the future." Heimdall blinked.

Hermione's smile relaxed a lot.

two,

"You haven't been coming to Lampshade Cottage much lately," Heimdall said at the dinner table.

Bertha said helplessly, "I thought Beauxbatons would be fun, but I didn't expect their rules to be much more complicated than Hogwarts. I miss Hogwarts... Madam Maxim is very strict with students, except The academic performance requires steady progress, and she also pays close attention to every step of etiquette and physical training, and never relaxes for a moment."

"It means that you have got Madame Maxim's favor, which is a good thing." Viktor nonchalantly pushed back the vegetable salad that Heimdall had pushed away as if nothing had happened.

"Could it be for the Christmas ball?" Heimdall pretended to be calm and chewed carrots and celery.

"Yes, you didn't notice that after entering December, the atmosphere of Hogwarts has jumped from the fiery red Triwizard Tournament to the pink love atmosphere?"

"Madame Maxim strengthens the exercise of the students and it is not difficult to explain why she chose this moment." Heimdall said.

Bertha asked curiously, "Who was Aunt Victor's dancing partner back then?"

"Me!" Heimdall raised his head.

"By the way," Bertha suddenly lost interest. "There's really nothing to ask."

"Your tone annoys me inexplicably," Heimdall said.

"Anyway, you're used to wearing skirts..." Bertha shrugged.

Heimdall turned to Victor and said, "I'm going to beat this girl up, and you have to promise not to tell Draco when you go back."

Victor picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, "I'll give you a lookout."

Bertha was frightened by the serious expression on Heimdall's face, and smiled apologetically, "I'm talking nonsense, Uncle Rieger, don't be angry."

"Seriously reflect on it?" Heimdall remained expressionless.

"Yes."

Heimdall smiled slightly, "I forgive you."

The little girl had too little experience, so she was KO'd by Uncle Lige, a junior justice.

After clearing the dining table, Heimdall sat in front of the fireplace and combed the king and Toffee. Bertha described the happy situation when she met Xiaoba outside the Forbidden Forest during the day, and then changed the subject, "Fake Moody is checking your details .”

"I checked it before, and I may be a little worried." Victor said.

Bertha picked up the pod and put it on her lap, "He has been away from Hogwarts for several days, and they must be shocked to see Toffee when he comes back."

"Victor and I wanted to see how he would react," Heimdall said.Xiaoba and the prince are the real secret weapons.

Bertha nodded.

Heimdall asked, "Christmas is coming soon, don't forget to contact your parents, are you sure you don't want to go back?"

"I've already made a move." Bertha pondered.

"Found your ex-friend?"

Bertha smiled mysteriously.

"Don't be brave." Victor reminded.

Bertha suddenly looked at Victor curiously, "Didn't that young Krum send you a letter of challenge? Why hasn't there been any movement?"

"It's not quiet, he's so popular," Heimdall laughed. "I think his original intention is to find a quiet place to have one-on-one without anyone noticing, but he is too popular, and every time he takes action, he will be surrounded by a group of fussing girls. The Christmas ball is in Huo After Gewarz was made public, the number of girls surrounding him increased exponentially, he is a warrior, and becoming his dance partner at the Triwizard Tournament Christmas Ball is the ultimate pursuit of countless dreaming girls at this stage."

Victor thought of his hard work back then, and said with a smile, "I advise him to find a partner as soon as possible, it might be easier."

Bertha looked strange.

"What's wrong?" Heimdall asked.

"No wonder he invited me." Bertha stuck out her tongue. "Rejected by me, I don't want to be used as a shortcut to make up money. I'm sorry, Aunt Victor..."

Victor directly ignored her wonderful imagination: "Aren't you going to dance at the ball?"

"I'm old enough to go to the Yule Ball, it doesn't matter if I have a partner or not, but I've accepted Knott's invitation."

The husband and wife looked at each other, and the boy Knott would probably not be able to sleep.

TBC

Anyway, it’s all YY here, so let’s just play it freely~ Don’t be too serious about some stuff, let’s have fun watching~~

The phone code text is really ecstasy_(:зゝ∠)_

We are still outside, this update will be done by the help of friends, thank you for the Bawang ticket next time, okay~