HP's Foreign Land

one,

Victor quickly met with Rommel, and both of them found that the other's expression was normal, his speech was orderly, his logic was clear, and his steps were as steady as before. They both complained that the other didn't care as much about Rieg as he showed.Now you can't blame the unlucky boy Li Ge, you can only blame the other party.

"What's your plan? I've arranged everything I can, and if you need me to do anything, just tell me." Victor preempted.

Rommel said angrily, "Why aren't you missing? Why is my son always missing?"

The master was upset with Zi Chou Yinmao because he didn't like him.Heimdall has been lost not once or twice, why is this child so worrying?Mionier is not so worried!It is precisely because Xiaobaba has been lost more than once or twice that the two are not as panic-stricken as before, and their psychological quality has improved after throwing and throwing.

In the past, when encountering this kind of incident, relatives and friends were worried and worried together. If there were too many times, the two of them were embarrassed to beat gongs and drums, and everyone knew it.What's more, this matter is different from the kidnapping of children from ordinary rich families. What if the evil forces directly tear up the tickets?Dad and husband are not low-minded, the mysterious man is not the kind of low-level kidnapper who asks them to pay sky-high ransom.

Victor didn't want his parents to worry, especially Anna, who had always been in poor health, decided to hide it for the time being.As for the old Mrs. Krum, she disliked Rigg when she was romping about. Don't gloat at the moment because the ancestral grave is smoking. To put it bluntly, the master didn't think of telling his grandma at all, whether to tell or not in his heart No big difference, don't waste your time.If you want to inform, it seems that only the uncle's family can do it.

Rommel's seniority is not low, so he doesn't have too many worries. Lange doesn't need him to inform, Norman, the ear god, is in England; Being both a father and a mother raised Snow up, and he needed to solve his elder brother's problems at critical times. Rommel sent Snow the bombing news without any psychological burden.According to Dodoma's report afterwards, Master Snow, who was in a meeting, abandoned all the department leaders on the spot and ran away.

When the two were in a state of desperation, Victor's financial advisor and the president of Gringotts, Bulgaria, Pika came to the door with snot and tears.Victor was too annoyed to listen to his chatter.

"I'm not a newspaper here, and I'm not responsible for publishing missing person notices. Don't come looking for me if your cousin is gone!" The master said a few words and wanted to send the pickup away.

Of course, Pickup would not do what he wanted, and the dignity of the goblin was left behind, and he just lay down and rolled on the ground, "New Lun worked tirelessly to find a suitable Quidditch player for Iceridge Krona, otherwise why would he come to England! It's Turson's fault, as his partner, you should bear the consequences for his actions!"

It can really pick time to make trouble for no reason.

"Then get out!" Victor, with an ugly face, pulled back the hem of the wizard's robe held by Pika. He is not a rescue organization, and he is busy. How can he have time to save the goblin? !What's more, the goblin is mean and ruthless by nature, and won't remember the benefits of wizards, so why should he ask for trouble.

Seeing that cheating would not work, Pickup quickly changed his strategy, rushed forward and grabbed Victor's robe corners again, dragging the walking master staggeringly, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.Pickup saw Victor's wand in his hand, let go of it in panic, and retreated a distance.

"Don't! Don't do it!" Pickup yelled hastily. "I know that Sturlusson is gone too, and I'm willing to help. Although goblins have limited abilities among wizards, we have other ways—"

"You goblins are so capable, you still want me to help you find your cousin?" Victor said coldly.

"me……"

"In the final analysis, you are greedy for life and afraid of death. You are afraid that your life will be threatened if you run out, and you want to convince the wizard to work for you? Is your goblin's life worth more than the wizard's life?!" Victor kicked away and tried to hug his calf Pleading pickup.

Pickup screamed and was kicked aside, unable to refute Victor's sarcastic remarks.

Seeing that the pickup fell to the ground, Victor thought that the other party was putting on a show, and left without mercy.

Pika yelled behind him, "I'm not lying, I will try to persuade other goblins, so that more goblins will not seek refuge with the mysterious person, New Lun, New Lun... I will save myself, I am not afraid of death, I will Take part in the battle..."

Victor stopped and turned around.

two,

Heimdall shook off Osam's palm for the third time, and Osam's demeanor gradually changed from the relaxed at first to the unbearable now.

"Don't move!" Heimdall raised his wand and aimed a spell at the opponent's eyes. Osam was startled, and he lowered his head to dodge in embarrassment. A strange voice came from behind him. It turned out to be a sneaky stalker. By.The stalker fell into a coma under Heimdall's spell.

Osam just glanced at the other party, "Not a Death Eater." He said and grabbed Heimdall's arm again.

When Heimdall was annoyed and wanted to give him a hand, Osam said, "Your cousin is fine."

Heimdall asked quickly, "Do you know the whereabouts of Draco?"

"He'll be fine," Osam said with meaningful eyes. "As long as he's not a single-minded fool, whether or not there will be anything depends on his performance."

"Where is Draco now?"

"A fairly safe place."

"where?"

Osam let go of Heimdall's arm, pinched his cheek, and said with a smile, "I won't tell you, or will you kneel down and beg me?"

A paralyzed rotten person!Fortunately, I used to think that you are both talented and beautiful, and your character is comparable to Bill!Return my pure feelings!Heimdall raised his foot and kicked Osam in the stomach, and the latter almost fell to his knees with a muffled grunt.

"Stop talking, give me a hand!" Heimdall left this sentence and strode towards a precarious house.

Osam hugged his stomach for a while, but Heimdall kicked him very solidly without being polite to him.He paid attention to the direction in which Heimdall was running, and recognized that it was No. 57, Knockturn Lane. At this time, half of the house had collapsed, but Heimdall finally approached not No. 57, but the next door to No. 57.

Heimdall strode up the cracked stairs, and pushed open the black wooden door inlaid with stained glass. As the door moved, dust fell, and the inside of the door was a mess.

Heimdall raised his wand, and fluorescent white light illuminated half the room.

"Mrs. Pumpkin! Are you there? Mrs. Pumpkin! I'm Rig! Do you remember me? Mrs. Pumpkin—" Heimdall walked around the small living room, and then walked along the long and steep path beside the fireplace. Climbing up the wooden escalator, he stepped on the ground and was stabilized by the hand stretched out from behind.

Heimdall turned his head, and Osam Dalton's face was still hideously handsome in the white light.Heimdall looked away coldly with envy and jealousy that spewed out suddenly but could not be explained clearly.

"Your kick was so cruel, my stomach still hurts." Osam smiled wryly.

Don't pretend to be pitiful, we will never be fooled! ! !

Heimdall turned his head and gave a "gloating" look, raised his wand and continued to walk up, Osam rubbed his nose, and obediently followed behind.

There were three rooms upstairs, and it was confirmed that the other two were empty, so Heimdall pinned his hopes on the last one.Merlin did not disappoint him. The white-haired Mrs. Pumpkin curled up on the balcony wrapped in a dirty blanket with a helpless face. The cage hanging on the balcony made Heimdall guess that Mrs. Pumpkin might still be here. reason.

When Mrs. Pumpkin noticed the two approaching, she huddled into a ball in panic.

"Ms. Pumpkin, it's me, it's Rigg." Heimdall slowed down and knelt down in front of the old woman. He carefully touched the old woman's tightly clenched fists, and his old skin shook violently.

Mrs. Pumpkin shivered for a while before raising her head, and looked at the visitor uncertainly, "Rig?"

Heimdall nodded, "It's me, why are you still hiding here?"

"Oh, Rig." Mrs. Pumpkin suddenly relaxed. "I, I don't know...I was taking a nap...then there was a scary explosion...screaming everywhere..."

"Okay, I get it, it will be fine, everything will be fine, you are fine." Heimdall repeatedly comforted the bewildered old woman, he took out a few toffee from his pocket and put them in the old woman's hand Here, help the old woman into the room.

Osam watched coldly from the beginning to the end, stayed out of the matter, and seemed to have no intention of helping. Heimdall had no hope for him, treating him as an invisible man.

Heimdall walked around the room preoccupied, tapping his forehead with his bent fingers. He took out the magic mirror and cast a spell on the mirror. While waving his wand, the water ripples in the mirror swayed unsteadily. , as if it was about to overflow the mirror, and then, there was an exasperated roar from the mirror.

【I'm busy, you actually used such a powerful spell to force a connection with me! 】Nurem's face appeared in the mirror.

Heimdall didn't talk nonsense with Nurem, "I need a shelter, please arrange it."

【What are you going to do? !refuge?Are you still in the UK?Still staying in the UK at this time? ! 】"My ears are very good, don't yell, can my proposal be done?"

[This is an internal struggle among wizards, it has nothing to do with goblins, and it is inconvenient for us to get involved. ] "Don't be so indifferent, you are still in England, right?"

【No! 】

"Negiate so quickly, do you think I will believe it? It's not a good boy to open your eyes and tell nonsense, your nose will get longer~"

【You are talking nonsense—】

"Make an offer!"

The aggressive Newron fell silent.

"Quick, I need it urgently," Heimdall said emotionally. "President Newland, please do me a favor. You see, I can only ask you for help now. I trust you very much. The fairy is always right. Please open the door of convenience for me. I will never make it difficult for you. Just one Small crack in the door."

While Heimdall was haggling with the goblin, the other two in the room had nothing to do.

Mrs. Pumpkin held a toffee in her mouth, brushed the dust off the blanket, and looked up at Osam.

The latter was forced by her direct gaze to face up to the existence of the other party, and Osam looked back blankly.

Mrs. Pumpkin grinned, "Honey, can you take my baby down?"

baby?

Osum looked in the direction Mrs. Pumpkin pointed, and there was a cage hanging above the balcony, which contained a colorful spider.

three,

At the moment when the mirror flickered, Pickup rushed over with tears streaming down his face, and was split open by Victor's slap.

【Victor, it's me!Are you all right?Where are the children? ] Heimdall smiles in the mirror.

"We are fine, and the child is safe." The master heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to say a few words to him, when Heimdall said again, [Mr. Dalton and I are in Knockturn Alley now, we are all fine, please take Come down and get in touch with Newlon, who may be on his way to Gringotts, England by now.I negotiated a deal with him, and the final transaction price will be handed over to you. 】Mr. Dalton? !Is it Osam Dalton?The master frowned.

"When will you come back?"

[If everything goes well, I will go back soon. I am very worried about Draco. Dalton said he is fine, but he refused to reveal where Draco is. I will find a way...] "Don't be impulsive!"

[I am very afraid of death. 】

"you really……"

【Sorry my dear, I won't do it in the future. 】

"I do not believe!"

Heimdall giggled.

Victor sighed, "I see, you have to be careful, especially..."

【I understand, you have to be careful too. 】

"keep in touch."

【OK. 】

"See you at Gringotts."

[OK, see you at Gringotts. 】

"I suggest you start thinking of some excuses for yourself now." Victor hinted that Rommel would not be as easy to talk to as him.

Heimdall hung up the "video call" with a pale face.

The master felt annoyed, and turned his head to meet Pika's sad eyes.

Pickup cried bitterly, "Can the thing in your hand contact Newlon?" Don't try to fool it, it has heard it all!

"can."

Pickup cried.

Victor was rarely embarrassed, "I forgot."

Pickup wailed.

Victor was so annoyed that he tried his best to slip Picati up, and after explaining clearly to Rommel, one person and one goblin hurried to Diagon Alley.

four,

Guided by Mrs. Pumpkin's vague memory, they finally dug out the entrance of the cellar buried in garbage among the broken walls and tiles. Inside was the secret hiding place of the residents of Knockturn Alley.The cellar is not spacious, and there is a strange smell like rotten eggs. The wizard hiding in it is cautious and afraid to use any lighting tools, for fear that the light source will attract demons.

When they opened the cellar cover and tried to explore down, several stun spells intertwined and struck, most of them hit the walls and wooden ladders and shattered into light spots. The only stun spell that hit the target was easily dispelled by Heimdall's broken spell , the cellar was suddenly panicked and chaotic.

"It's me." Mrs. Pumpkin's hoarse voice sounded in the dark cellar.

The sound was not loud, but it silenced the commotion.

"Mrs. Pumpkin?"

"It's me, don't be afraid—"

A question came from the darkness immediately, "Who is with you?"

"Not Death Eaters," Heimdall said.

"This voice sounds a bit familiar..." The wizards in the cellar were talking.

Osam said indifferently: "At this time, I still have the time to discuss whether the voice is familiar. If I were a Death Eater, you would have died a long time ago."

The screams sounded one after another, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Death Eaters, come to take your heads."

The screams exploded again, Heimdall gritted his teeth and pushed his elbow back, and a familiar muffled groan came into his ears——Dalton's belly scored twice.

"Don't open your mouth if you don't know how to speak human language!" Heimdall said angrily.

Mrs. Pumpkin said worriedly: "Honey, don't be so busy flirting, just explain to everyone."

flirting? !Heimdall's face turned green, with whom?Osam Dalton?People with brains will like it!He would rather like a woman!

"Madam, he is not..." Heimdall's explanation was interrupted by Mrs. Pumpkin.

"Honey, don't look at me staying at home. In fact, I know everything I need to know. Nothing can be hidden from my eyes. He is Victor Krum, your husband. He is very kind to help me Bring my baby, it's as likable as it is written in the report." Mrs. Pumpkin concluded confidently.

Is it easy to get a cage for you and make people like it?You are too easy to pass.Heimdall was speechless, and Osam's muffled laughter could be heard in his ears.

"You are wrong, he is not!" Heimdall shook Mrs. Pumpkin's shoulder violently.

"It's Rigg! I recognized it, it's Rigg!!!" the person who questioned before said pleasantly.

Attention returns.

The fluorescent light flickered on, and Heimdall grinned at the light, with a slightly distorted smile, "It's me, Mr. Bock."

The wizards in the cellar seemed to be on a roller coaster, their spiritual world almost couldn't hold, their tense nerves were relaxed, a smile spread from Burk's mean face, and he hugged Heimdall excitedly.

Heimdall saw many familiar faces, as well as some not very familiar and unfamiliar faces. Over the years, Knockturn Alley has undergone many changes, and the flow of people is not small.

Heimdall pulled Bock and Manny, the little head of Knockturn Alley, aside, "It's not safe for you to hide here. I have a question: Are the people here trustworthy?"

Bork heard the implication, and said in a low voice, "The old guys I know are fine."

"People here can be trusted, otherwise I would not tell them the location of the cellar." Manny said.

Heimdall nodded and explained his transfer plan.

The two were taken aback when they heard this, "Are you going to move us all to the shelter you mentioned?" There are more than ten people here.

"If you are willing to trust me, trust me that I will not betray you to the Death Eaters," Heimdall said.

"I believe it." Bock didn't hesitate.

Manny also expressed his willingness to believe.

"Please tell them about this and let them choose. After all, not everyone is willing to believe me as a former resident." After Heimdall finished speaking, he avoided the crowd and walked aside, taking out the magic mirror.

Manny and Bock looked at each other, and walked towards their best friends as if nothing had happened.

"You want to imitate the savior?" Osam curled his lips, but his smile was not sincere enough.

"Go away if you don't tell me where Draco is going!" Heimdall was annoyed when he saw him now.

"I said he is safe, maybe even safer than you are now." Osam turned a blind eye to his rejection.

Heimdall turned his back, and Osam stuck up shamelessly, "Do you really want to be the savior?"

"I am the judge of IW, and my goal is the supreme justice. Do you know these are political achievements? They will be recorded in the annals of history. Don't pretend to be innocent!" Heimdall pushed him away with a slap, changed direction, and called out to the master .

The signal in the cellar is not very good.

Osam was a little surprised when he heard what he said. In fact, he never took the initiative to know Heimdall, nor did he intend to. Most of his friendship and interest in him were to show off in front of his friend Snow. His judgment was correct, because Snow would not get in his way, so the two became "friends" who talked about everything.

Osum's impression of Heimdall stems from Snow's description and the few encounters. In Snow's description, Heimdall is an obedient and sensible child, more calm than lively, nothing more.An ordinary child, a few years later will be an ordinary teenager.

In the few meetings he had, Osum even felt that he was a bit weak and overly cautious, and being the child of Rommel Strulusson was a real eye-opener.It is unbelievable that Rommel has played the trick of fatherly kindness and filial piety with him tirelessly for several years, and he has never seen the intention to stop.Why?It's just a little clever, not very courageous kid.

Today's contact made Osam have a different experience, and it really is too much to make up for - the lesson from the past should be more vigilant.

Osam suddenly put his head on Heimdall's shoulder and looked at the mirror with a smile. At this moment, the magic mirror was switched on.

The master on the other side of the mirror waited expectantly for his lover's little face, only to see his lover frowned and hid aside. What appeared in the middle of the mirror was the face of Osam Dalton. Check the posture, and there was a slap on the table.

Dalton, you are set!

Fives,

Dodoma's observation diary, the content is as follows——

(Sky)