HP's Foreign Land

one,

"Isn't your dream to be a justice?" Draco was confused.

"The Justice does not conflict with the majority shareholder of the Quidditch Club." Kenny took off his pretense sunglasses.

Draco was even more confused.

Lucius, who once held an important position at the Wizengamot in the UK, explained: "The international Wizengamot can work part-time."

What is certain is that the wizarding courts of various countries are not empty and idle yamen. There are too many things to manage, ranging from minor wizards using magic indiscriminately, to smuggling and killing, and the final judgment is all decided by the Wizengamot.In contrast, the international Wizengamo has faded out.

"Without large-scale transnational cases, the International Wizengamot does not need to hold courts. If there is no court session, it means that there is no job. If there is no job, there will be no payment. What will IW wizards eat if they don't pay?" Chairman Kenny is confident. "I had to find another way to make a living, and I had a son to support."

The legendary son let go of the badge in his hand in his sleep, unconsciously held his thumb, and was gently pulled away by the master.

So after graduation, Heimdall can concentrate on developing the secondary industry. As long as the International Wizengamot does not recruit him, he does not have to go to work.It turned out that when I was a junior clerk, I couldn’t help myself. When I was promoted to a full-time employee, I naturally followed the rules of IW, unless I became a judge—IW judges must be on duty regularly.According to the prediction of IW's promotion trajectory over the years, there is no ten-year or 20-year struggle.The qualifications are boiled out.

(PS: About the work of IW, you can review Chapter 294. Maybe there were many plots about IW before, which made some readers mistakenly think that IW is a busy unit, but it is not. The 50th anniversary of the victory of the Great War~~IW's work is mostly "fried rice"~)

Draco fell silent.

Lucius was not interested in Quidditch, so he asked more about his nephew. After Narcissa confirmed what she wanted to know, she began to concentrate on studying tea.Regarding the various questions of the Ice Ridge Krone Club, Heimdall, as the chairman, did not say as much as Snow. Uncle was very emotional and proud, and Victor occasionally added his experience.

Lucius suddenly thought of something, he looked at Victor, "Ice Ridge Krona is so bad? Have you really considered joining?"

The uncle didn't know that the daring Chairman Kenny not only concealed himself, but also fooled his father and husband together, and the uncle didn't know that the nephew's father and husband knew the truth not much earlier than himself, so the nephew's father and husband were more or less Or less embarrassing.

"That's what we discussed." Heimdall saved the faces of his father and husband in due course. "Pretending to be strangers in front of the media, tacit understanding of each other."

Lucius nodded in understanding, Mr. Malfoy was a master at duplicity.

"Honey, what's the matter?" Narcissa noticed something strange in her son's expression.

"It's nothing..." Draco smiled at his mother, and turned to listen carefully to Snow and Lucius.

Nanny, who was not sleeping soundly, moved his hands, opened his eyes and lay still in a daze. He arched his buttocks and sat up when the adults didn't notice.

Snow stopped talking suddenly, and the others realized that Mionir was looking at them stupidly.

The silence in the room was very strange, and everyone's eyes were focused on Heimdall.What effect will Heimdall staring at Kenny's appearance have in Mionir's eyes?The bad-hearted adults expressed that they would wait and see, especially the father and the master, the little excitement in their hearts was almost out of breath.

Mionier babbled, rubbed his eyes again, and looked around slowly, his eyes finally fell on the gleaming human-shaped jewelry stand that lived up to everyone's expectations.Everyone's hearts were raised at once.

Mionnier stared at Heimdall silently for a long time, waiting for the onlookers who were watching the show to feel excited.

In the attention of several pairs of eyes, a horrifying scene happened: the milk baby stretched out his arms, but not to the master, but to the human-shaped jewelry stand separated by a coffee table: "Hug~~"

The smile on Chairman Kenny's face, which looked like a "winner in life", hurt the eyes of the males present.

Chairman Kenny walked over to pick up his son with an arrogant face.

Mionir searched for a long time before finding a place that was not so harsh, and nestled down to caress Thumbs down docilely.

Before a few males recovered from the shock, Narcissa glanced at her son and her husband meaningfully, which meant: You are not even as good as three-year-old children.

The Malfoys were bruised, and the other two males had pain in their knees.

Draco still didn't go back with his parents that day.

After returning to the Knight's Tower, Draco shut himself in the room.Victor felt that something was wrong, and Heimdall told Hina to take good care of him. There is no need to panic when the cousin is an adult.Before going to bed at night, Draco, who was still dressed for going out, knocked on the couple's bedroom door.

"Rig, can I talk to you?"

Heimdall closed the notepad, winked at Victor, and the master, whose mind was full of mosaic pictures, seemed tolerant and watched his partner leave their bed and walk out of their bedroom.

Before dawn the next day, Draco left the Knight's Tower.

At the breakfast table, Victor asked wonderingly, "What happened to him? Why did he leave suddenly?"

Heimdall said: "Draco and I have no conflicts, and the reason for his eagerness to go back will soon be known."

two,

Things weren't going well, as Draco had expected, and Heimdall also thought Draco's "whim" had a bad future, despite his cousin's insistence last night that he wasn't joking.

Another day later, the Malfoy family really came to the door.

Before their arrival, Chairman Kenny handled some official business and read the information sent by the secretary on the minority shareholders who are still interested in selling the shares of Ice Ridge Krona. Unexpectedly, there was a secondary shareholder and another prospective secondary shareholder.Ice Ridge Krona is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Who would have thought that it used to be an inconspicuous little club, and everyone had the ambition to sit second and look first.Perhaps Kenny's turning out gave hope to these shareholders who usually have a lot of experience in pretending to be grandsons. The problem is which one is not easy to follow, and they must strive to be moths.

Not everyone can be a local tyrant, and everyone dares to be a local tyrant.

Chairman Kenny sneered and dropped the information in his hand, "Tuck your tail and pretend to be deaf and dumb when it's time to contribute, a bunch of idiots who only know how to bite dogs!"

The secretary with facial paralysis remained unwavering.

"As long as it doesn't delay the operation of the club, let them make trouble!" Chairman Kenny threw a mint into his mouth. "The action of acquiring shares is small, don't be discovered."

The secretary stepped back knowingly.

Kenny slacked off in the office for about half an hour, then grabbed a Floo powder and connected it to the fireplace of the Deputy General Manager of the Northern Comet Broomstick Company.

"What did your boss say?" Kenny still ignored the effect of pleasantries.

[The boss attaches great importance to the cooperation with Ice Ridge Crown. 】The basket of beautiful words prepared by the deputy general manager was useless, so he could only say this dryly.

"If she doesn't pay attention, there's no need for us to talk about it."

The deputy general manager laughed dryly.

"What's the point?" Chairman Kenny's voice was a little heavy.

【You know, the comet company lost its vitality after the North-South split, and lost a large number of excellent broom designers and manufacturers—】"I don't know."

The deputy general manager couldn't continue.

"Let's not go around in circles, just tell me directly how the Northern Comet is going to solve my request. You know, people who spent 1000 million don't care about spending another 1000 million Galleons. I will become a member of the Ice Ridge Crown Club." With the majority shareholder, spending money on a few Firebolts for the Quidditch team is not considered overspend."

The deputy general manager shouted in his heart: I don't know!No one gave me 1000 million!How could there be such a creature as a local tyrant in the world?It's so anti-human!

The deputy general manager had no choice but to tell the whole story: [Northern Comet has actually jointly developed a new type of broom with a broom studio. If the new broom’s flying effect is better than expected, Ice Ridge Krona will become the first spokesperson for Northern Comet’s epoch-making works ! 】When it came to the end, the deputy general manager's eyes lit up, it was so exciting!

Of course, Northern Comet has selfish intentions. They don’t want to tell their clients that the broom’s patent rights are not entirely theirs. Once they are robbed by the studio, they and the studio are likely to turn from brothers who are completely damaged to competitors.Northern Comet is currently besieged on all sides, and they hope to maintain their original position as much as possible.

But local tycoon Kenny is willing to give Northern Comet a chance not to do good deeds every day. To be honest, even spending money to sell antique brooms is not the best choice for Northern Comet. It forces Northern Comet to give up the conservative strategy of standing still and use his energy to fight a bloody road. If you sail against the current, you will retreat if you do not advance, no matter which field you are in.

Jin, the local tyrant, is cruel. If Beixing Xingxing persists, he will not show mercy just because the other party is the company endorsed by the husband and wife.

Chairman Kenny turned back to the deputy general manager.

"You mean that you want my team members to be your company's free experimental subjects? In the end, I'd like to thank you for giving you a small amount of money." The local tyrant Jin was very unhappy.

The deputy general manager couldn't figure out why the opponent's emphasis was not on the same frequency as his own, and the moody rhythm couldn't afford to hurt.

[Before the broom reaches Ice Ridge Krona, it will undergo a series of precise and professional experiments to ensure nothing goes wrong. 】The deputy general manager bit the bullet and made a promise, pretending not to understand what the local tyrant Jin meant.

"Maybe we can try to sell the broom to other Quidditch teams first." The local tyrant Jin suggested.

【You mean? 】

"For example, let the Seekers of the Henuck Ancient Tree ride your latest masterpiece to play a few games, or the members of the Danish national team use your new broom for some practice games. As long as they ride it, it's fine and fly It worked out pretty well, and I think I might consider buying a few fewer Firebolts."

Do you still miss the Firebolt?Nei Niu Manmian, deputy general manager, do you have any deep hatred with those two teams?Is this sense of sight of being instigated to murder others an illusion?

The deputy general manager has nothing to say.

"Then it's settled!" Chairman Kenny rarely smiled, his face was still hazy, and his teeth seemed to be quite white.

What did we agree on? !The deputy general manager was shocked by the other party's self-talk.

"By the way, what broom studio do you cooperate with? Which studio is so powerful? You are a professional broom company."

The deputy general manager didn't take the opportunity to suppress the other party, or increase the value of Northern Comet. He said pertinently: [This private studio is quite famous in the industry. The boss is a broomstick enthusiast. It has recruited a large number of outstanding talents. Said that our company wants to dig a few back. ] "A famous private studio?" A tall and arrogant image flashed in his mind, and Kenny asked, "Where is the boss from?"

[It is said that it is a Central European country...] The deputy general manager's ability to check the account is obviously not good.

"Liechtenstein?"

【right!You know? 】

"My job is related to broomsticks, isn't it strange to know that?"

The deputy general manager smiled.

After the call with the representative of the Northern Comet ended, before Chairman Kenny could catch his breath, Sheena popped up and informed Uncle and his family that they were in a nearby wizarding bar.

three,

Lucius tried to brainwash his son again, no, tried to straighten the string in his son's mind, but with little success.Narcissa was not as fussed as Lucius. This lady is definitely more than ten percent stronger than her husband in terms of endurance. There is a good saying: "Women are weak, but mothers are strong."

When Narcissa casually asked Draco if he wanted something to eat, Lucius, who was bombarded by his son's whims and had a headache, said angrily: "Aren't you in a hurry? Your precious son is ready to sacrifice himself to the savage Quebec." Diqi’s career is over!”

Quidditch, that's right, that's why Draco was out of his mind last night and left without saying goodbye this morning. Draco himself couldn't figure out why this idea had taken root in his heart, and then he was induced to break ground by his cousin's astonishing move; Brother's vigorous Quidditch career has stimulated Master Malfoy, who has been obedient to his father's orders since he was a child, and made his rebellion catch the last train of adolescence, and thus broke out.

No matter what Draco thought, his father decided that his son's disobedience was a whim, an impractical rebellion.Lucius tried to reflect on the Malfoy family's education all the time, but he didn't notice any problems... Occasional small flaws are inevitable, but the general direction is correct.If he made a mistake, wouldn't he be a failure himself?Getting Mr. Malfoy to admit that would be like killing him.

"Why should I be in a hurry? Devoting yourself to Quidditch doesn't mean you won't go hungry. Devoting yourself to Quidditch doesn't mean playing on the field. Didn't you hear that Draco wants to learn from his cousin Rig and make a career out of it?" " Narcissa couldn't figure out why her husband was furious. Playing ball and letting others play ball is not the same concept at all.

"How can you be so calm?!"

"Probably because my great-grandfather's sister almost married a Quidditch player. I don't think Quidditch is an inferior sport."

Lucius smiled half-smile, "The Black family still knows how to treat people equally?!"

Narcissa is not sure whether they will be treated equally, it is all based on her imagination, even if there is no Narcissa, she will only say yes at the moment.

Narcissa took a sip of tea without changing her expression, "I miss the tea in Chairman Kenny's office."

Lucius couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Narcissa feigned surprise, "Oh, that's so vulgar!"

Lucius simply rolled his eyes seriously in front of her.

Narcissa laughed, and said that her son's awkwardness was unreasonable, and it was entirely hereditary.

When Heimdall approached, he saw this picture of a happy and warm family interaction. He couldn't help sighing in his heart, a child with parents is a treasure~~Combined with the unfortunate experience of losing his mother at the age of six in his own life, it became more consolidated I have made the determination to raise my son healthy and healthy.

"Hello dear." Narcissa greeted Heimdall first.

The mutual greetings ended, and Heimdall sat down.

"Do you know why we are here?" Lucius was emotionally unstable and his tone was a little offended.

"I can imagine it." Heimdall didn't mind.

There is nothing wrong with Lucius’ anger. The nephew can’t be compared with his own son anyway. The uncle fought alone and was exhausted because of his son’s insistence on his own views and his wife’s untimely opposition. Nephew, uncle can tolerate the nephew's unconstrained style - because of the guilt of the younger sister who died young, so he is extra tolerant. Once it involves Draco, improper handling will be the opposite.

Heimdall had never imagined that he was supreme in Lucius' heart. When Draco confessed to him some future ideas last night, Heimdall had a premonition of what would happen next. face, that Quidditch-related work is vulgar and distasteful, even though it is really lucrative.

This is the essential difference between a nephew and a son. A nephew can marry a well-known Seeker and buy a Quidditch club that is about to close down with all his assets. It is absolutely impossible for a son to follow the same path.After all, the son belongs to his own family, and the nephew belongs to someone else's family. Lucius can't copy the way he treats his son to his nephew. The nephew has his father, uncle and other elders, so Lucius can't say anything about other people's housework. Road four.

Another interpretation of the difference between nephew and son is uncle and father.

Most importantly, Heimdall's surname is not Malfoy.

"Why do you object?" Heimdall asked directly.

Draco, who seemed absent-minded, quietly pricked up his ears, and his cousin's calmness made him feel hopeful.

Lucius said with a sullen face, "If Draco has a position in the Wizengamot, I'll accept it even as a trainee."

If you enter the British Wizengamot, you can't get out, let alone a part-time job. This is a hint that Draco has completely cut off his extravagant hopes.Draco's face darkened.

"To put it bluntly, you just don't think Quidditch is a decent job, at least for Draco Malfoy." Heimdall didn't hide it.

Lucius didn't expect his nephew to hit the nail on the head, even Uncle Lu, who had experienced many battles, couldn't bear it.Heimdall has always been obedient in front of him, occasionally rolling around and acting cute, and not in good shape-Lucius was reluctant to say even a heavy sentence, and successfully made the elders who did not understand his inner nature mistakenly think that he was a harmless person. Small animals.

If there is no harm, how could he gain a firm foothold in the International Wizengamot at a young age, and switch to official before graduation.Lucius couldn't get rid of the scene when he met 10-year-old Heimdall for the first time in Lucius' mind. He was so ignorant, so young, like a quail that strayed into the territory of a fierce beast. Merlin, it's been 7 or 8 years up.

For the first time, Lucius looked at his nephew with the eyes of an adult man. The person in front of him was no longer a little quail without the ability to protect himself. Although he was still easy-going, it did not mean that he was blindly obedient.Uncle Lu felt the courage of a man from his nephew who was looking at him without flinching, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

"...you've grown up." Lucius whispered.

Thinking of his dead sister, Lucius' demeanor softened involuntarily, and he was no longer aggressive.

Narcissa silently held her husband's hand on the table and comforted her.

Heimdall followed the trend and lowered his stance: "You can let Draco stay with me for a while to test whether he is really determined..."

"My soul is gloomy,

This heavy heart is about to burst..."

Heimdall was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Draco, Lucius showed an unbearable expression, turned back his nephew's face, and urged, "Leave him alone, let's continue."

In other words, the sour poem just now really came from Draco's mouth?That's poetry, right?Heimdall is not very sure, the master would occasionally get sour, but the master closed the door and murmured, not tormenting Heimdall's nerves.

Heimdall continued, "What I mean is that if he fishes for three days and shows his nets for two days, and the pictures are fresh for a while, he will soon retreat. You don't need to talk about it. The Quidditch Club is not a World Cup venue. There's a lot of chores to deal with, and management is a very different way of working than playing."

"If there were still tears in these eyes,

It bleeds out and doesn't burn my head anymore. "

Heimdall opened his mouth and closed it again, and Emma's goosebumps came up.Poetry kills people without taste.

"Could it be that you guys colluded?" Lucius, like Rommel, was a conspiracy theorist.

Heimdall didn't argue, "Let's talk about it first, Draco won't get extra care just because he is my cousin, I won't let others know about our relationship, uncle and aunt don't feel bad then."

Lucius didn't speak; Narcissa was a little entangled, it was inevitable to go out to work harder, and my aunt reluctantly nodded to express her understanding.In fact, Narcissa felt that Draco was asking for trouble, and her aunt was more in favor of her son staying at home and living a peaceful and safe life, and it didn't matter if he didn't accomplish anything, but this didn't meet Lucius' expectations for Draco.Narcissa understands how much her husband expects of her son.

"If this heart hides hope,

That lingering voice is touching..."

Heimdall can basically be ignored.

"What are you going to ask Draco to do?" It was Dad, it was impossible not to care.

"The transfer manager lacks an assistant. The original assistant had a problem with his work attitude and was fired last week." The original assistant colluded with the former second shareholder. The wizards related to the second shareholder in the department were eliminated.

Chairman Kenny decided to appreciate it, and the opportunity to arrange for his own people to go in is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Lucius still hesitated, Narcissa looked taciturn again, and Heimdall's cheek was almost sieved by Draco's small eyes.

Heimdall continued to work hard, "I have experience working in the Quidditch club, and I can start from the Department of Magical Sports and Sports in the future."

This sentence defeated Lucius' last hesitation. In the final analysis, his uncle still wanted Draco to develop in the Ministry of Magic.

Heimdall heaved a sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth raised.

"Your smile brings to my gloomy mind

Infused with pure joy;

Thy countenance left a gleam of light,

Like the sun radiating in my heart. "

Lucius and Heimdall glared at Draco who was shaking his head at the same time, and Draco shivered.

"I will do a good job in Ice Ridge Krona and convince Dad with actions!"

Master Malfoy finally spoke human words.