HP's Foreign Land

one,

The streets and alleys of the British wizarding world are covered with small advertisements like snowflakes. The wizard hiding at home curiously opens the door, and the pervasive small advertisements penetrate into people's homes. Horror news: the great Dark Lord has taken Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore is dead!

Every word in the servile description is flattering.

The announcement of "Dumbledore is dead" is like the last straw. People who don't believe it yell at the words "Daily Prophet Express" on the top of the piece of paper - cursing the newspaper that helps the evildoers; those who believe it look like the sky is falling. , Believe it or not, people become obsessed overnight, and their sense of security drops to the lowest point in their lives.

The wizards who had experienced the white terror last time were all hopeless, and all the misfortunes under Voldemort's rule were vividly remembered, and the scabbed scars were once again torn bloody by the suffocating horror.The pessimistic old wizard cried with his head in his arms, welcoming in tears the arrival of what the Daily Prophet Express called the "Dark Lord's Age".

The hasty escape of the old immortal Dumbledore who had already stepped into the coffin, coupled with the wonderful result of occupying Hogwarts without wasting a single soldier, made Voldemort sweep away his depression all the time, and planned to take Hogwarts away. With a wave of his hand, Voldemort, who is the base of Ci, quickly summoned all the Death Eaters scattered in the UK, and prepared to seize the time to implement the plan of unifying the country, so that the wizards all over the UK will be awed by his power and submit to his rule , pay homage to him.

When the trio received the news, they were hiding in the burrow destroyed by the Death Eaters. The Death Eaters who had been hovering around the burrow had been ordered by the big devil to leave in a hurry. The trio took the opportunity to sneak in Avoiding the possibility of being discovered, they were enjoying the joy of arriving at the appointed place without any effort, and the ensuing shock made them almost breathless.They picked up the "Daily Prophet Express" thrown by the Death Eaters beside the Burrow. The paper was soaked in mud and water, and the whole paper was dirty and shrunk into a ball, but they couldn't cover up those shocking words. Voldemort's "enthronement" declaration was far less heartbreaking than another news.

The professor is dead? !How can this be!

Harry quickly tossed the newsletter away, his chest heaving violently with the huge emotional swing.

Ron raised his wrist and dropped a spell, and the alarmist newsletter advert disappeared in the flames.

Hermione cheered up and comforted Harry, while Ron sat aside without saying a word.

The location they were in was the original living room of the Burrow, which was completely unmasked now. The countertop, stove, dining table, etc. were only the outlines in memory, and the wooden escalator was precariously supported by the wall.Ron looked at the Weasleys' home in pain. The old principal's departure from them and the disappearance of the Burrow turned into two sharp daggers, stabbing Ron's heart.Despite Hermione's efforts to calm everyone's emotions, the empty words of comfort sounded insincere. Hermione's eyes were red as she spoke, and the trio endured the greatest depression and pain ever.

Ron stood up suddenly, startling Hermione who couldn't help leaning towards him.

Hermione quickly grabbed his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?"

Ron made a silent gesture to Hermione, and Harry couldn't care less about being immersed in grief. They followed Ron carefully and came to the stairs leading to the second floor.The stairs were too broken. Ron tried to step on it, and the whole staircase immediately groaned. Ron quickly retracted his foot, and the stairs shook tremblingly and returned to their original shape.

"There seems to be a voice up there..." Ron said in Hermione's ear.

Hermione immediately opened her eyes wide, and turned her head to breathe with Harry. Harry came to Ron's side, and the three of them looked up at the same time, except for the black hole.

"I'll go up and have a look." Harry volunteered.

Hermione believed in Harry's ability, and told him to come down immediately if he found something wrong, and not to fight.

Ron originally wanted to go up by himself, but he was indeed a bit behind Harry in the use of spells. After deliberating for a long time, he couldn't do it. He stepped aside unwillingly, ready to attack Harry at any time.

Hermione took out the surveillance mirror and placed it on the pile of debris next to it. The mirror emitted a faint light, and it rotated very slowly to reflect the surrounding scenery. Once uninvited guests approached the mirror, it would give an early warning to buy them time.

Harry disappeared in place with a teleportation, Ron and Hermione held their breath, there was a sudden scream upstairs, and then the sound of messy footsteps, the hearts of the two downstairs were jumping into their throats, and then the upstairs started again fell silent.Ron regretted leaving the joke shop without taking some important tools with him, and safekeeping would come in handy.

Harry ran down the stairs, jumped to be precise, and the wooden stairs collapsed the moment he landed, sending up a layer of smoke.Hermione quickly grabbed Ron and ran away, avoiding the dust. Harry was not so lucky. When he came out, he was disheveled and dragged a goblin who was also in a mess.

The goblin kept struggling in Harry's hands, and his dusty little face was full of hatred, as if Harry had done something outrageous.

The three of you looked at me and I looked at you and waited for a long time. There was a lot of movement when the stairs collapsed. The three of them were afraid of attracting unwelcome guests. The surveillance mirror was still slowly rotating, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.Harry looked awkward, regretting his recklessness.

"Why are there goblins in the Burrow?" Hermione felt that her IQ was not enough.

"Let go of me, wizard boy, or you will be spoiled!" the goblin yelled, a goblin who was no longer young.

Harry was not intimidated by the goblin's intimidation, "It said Bill let him hide here."

"Bill?" Hermione looked at Ron.

Ron's expression was much calmer than theirs, and seeing Hermione looking at him, he said, "I saw him outside the joke shop, and he did know my big brother."

Bill works in Gringotts, and it's normal to know a few goblins. The question is why Bill did this.

"Bill Weasley and I agreed to meet here. I have been waiting here for a day, and he is late." Speaking of this goblin who has more opinions than them, he scolded Bill for his bad faith.

"It's all messed up outside. It's normal for my elder brother to be unable to make it for a while. Don't you know that there are Death Eaters outside?" Ron frowned at the goblin's curse.

"I don't care about that. Bill Weasley asked me to wait here for him. It's his fault if he's late, so I plan to go back. You tell him that I will never believe his promise again." The goblin struggled to break free He took Harry's hand, straightened the skirt of his clothes, and walked out with his head and face covered in ashes.

The goblin's movements were very flexible, and the three of Harry agreed tacitly that they couldn't just let it go, but the goblin walked back by itself.

"If your conscience is not completely wiped out, I can give you a chance to take me out of here and send me back to Gringotts." The goblin didn't blush at the request.

Ron rolled his eyes, and Harry and Hermione looked very strange, but the goblin thought the proposal was great.It raised its chin in a condescending gesture, but the height below eye level made its movements seem comical.This goblin was indeed different from the goblins the three of them had come into contact with before, and the tone of ordering people to do things was too righteous, reminding them of the self-proclaimed pure-blooded Master Malfoy.

Ron couldn't help deserting: I don't know how Rigg is, and, is Malfoy okay?

"No, I don't agree." Hermione refused decisively. "We didn't come here to take you back on a special trip."

"You must take responsibility, Bill Weasley didn't show up for the appointment!" The goblin was very annoyed, and was let go by the Gringotts staff, which made the goblin in power intolerable.

"What was Bill's original intention in meeting you?" Ron gave up arguing with the goblin.

The goblin kept her mouth shut and refused to answer.

"If you tell us the truth, we may consider your request. You have to know that even if you spend a gold vault in the current wizarding world, you can't guarantee your own safety. Money can turn ghosts around, so maybe you want to try using money Hit the mysterious man?"

Hermione stared at Ron in astonishment, and Harry looked at him with admiration. After all, the two of them knew Ron's daily life very well. Young Master Weasley's IQ was not in arrears at critical times, and he was able to focus on the key points. People's surprise can be imagined.

The goblin was suffering so much, her little face was wrinkled into a ball, and dust fell down.

"I'll give you five seconds. You're a goblin. Even if we don't care about your life or death, we won't be condemned. At least wizards won't criticize us." The one in the Clothes Tomb learned that, negotiating with goblins, creatures that look at money, must hit the point, otherwise it will be useless.

The goblin learned from the pain and made up his mind, "Bill Weasley heard somewhere that there was something very important in the vault of Gringotts in England, and he agreed with me to go and confirm the authenticity of the thing."

"What?" Ron asked.

The goblin smiled slyly, "I'll tell you, but what do you give in exchange? Goblins never trade at a loss!"

Ten minutes later, the trio realized the seriousness of the problem, and they suddenly stood at the fork in a dilemma.

"Since Bill didn't disclose it, maybe it was to avoid putting us in danger. We should stay and meet with Sirius and the others as planned." Hermione didn't agree with the temporary change, who knows whether the information provided by the goblin is true or not. "Don't forget, the Hufflepuff gold cup has been destroyed, and the gold cup in Gringotts is likely to be a trap to lure us." (PS: Some of the plots in the UK are the same as the original, some are different, I don't intend to It is completely copied from the original work, so everyone should enjoy watching it~~)

The three hesitant glanced at the goblin who was waiting for their decision not far away. The latter was tall and tall, with indescribably indifferent eyes, which seemed unreliable...

The three were silent for a while, the goblin urged impatiently, and Ron finally made up his mind.

"You stay, I will protect it back." Ron gritted his teeth.

"No!" Hermione grabbed Ron's arm. "We all stay!"

Ron patted the back of her hand, "That's it, you stay, and I'll go to Gringotts."

"I disagree!" Hermione stepped forward.

Ron broke away from her hand and said with a wry smile, "Don't make me regret it, I finally tried to be brave, you should encourage me, my dear."

"Now is not the time to be impulsive!" Harry also disapproved of Ron's impulsiveness.

"It's not a matter of will, I've already thought about it, no matter what you say, I decided to take a look," Ron said with a smile. "If I'm unlucky... Well, then I deserve to be unlucky." Ron's remarks echoed Peter's views—this time was deeply affected, and he died in battle not because the enemy was too fierce, but because he was not strong enough.

Hermione is still shaking his head, Ron has made up his mind, and Harry, who is also a male, can understand Ron's mood. Although Ron's future is uncertain at this moment, Harry does not want to watch his friend go into unknown dangers intellectually. territory.

Gringotts became a dragon's den and a tiger's den in Hermione's eyes, and the goblin was unhappy, "Are you going or not? Time is Galleons. If you waste my time, I'll change my mind!"

Ron didn't believe it would change its mind, it had no choice but them right now, unless it suddenly had the guts to go out on its own.He took advantage of the goblin's urging to push the boat forward and made a final decision, "I've made up my mind, don't persuade me anymore. I'm leaving, you be careful."

"Ron..." Hermione went to pull Ron again.

Ron didn't dodge this time, he stroked Hermione's hair, "We'll see you soon." Then he forcibly took Hermione's hand away and walked outside.

The goblin followed with a displeased face, but the goblin usually had a habit of elongating her face, as if she was owed a lot of money.

Ron asked the goblin, "What's the name?"

"Griph."

"My name is Ron Weasley."

two,

Grandpa said: [I will tell you a story. 】

Heimdall, who was full of wine and food, belched a little loudly, and he smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, please continue."

[A long time ago there was a wizard named Horus——]

"I know, he is the patron saint of Pharaoh in Egypt, with a falcon head and a human body, symbolizing kingship... Horus is a wizard?"

Grana ignored him and continued: [Horus' father and uncle were at odds, Uncle Seth killed Horus' father Osiris—] "Osiris is the king of the underworld in Egypt, Seth is the god of drought, Are they all wizards?"

【Do you still want to listen? 】Grandpa couldn't take it anymore, this grandson is too unfilial!

"I'm sorry, I won't interrupt again." The eldest grandson nodded and bowed, knowing that mistakes can be corrected.

Grana snorted unhappily, [When Horus grew up, in order to avenge the killing of his father, he fought a life-and-death battle with Seth. As a result of the battle, Horus was blinded in one eye. The battle lasted too long and was too tragic, and it was still impossible to tell the winner.Horus' grandfather Geb couldn't stand it anymore, and called nine powerful wizards to mediate and arbitrate. The nine wizards divided Osiris's property into two, one part was given to Horus, and the other part was inherited by Seth.Seth was very satisfied with this distribution, but Horus was not reconciled. After studying hard day after day, he finally killed Seth one day and took back all the family property...] "Grandpa, what is Horus' original intention? Is it different from killing your father and enemy, or is it because of family property that you can't get along with your uncle?"

[Why are you so stupid! "] Grana, who was rightly speaking, was interrupted and immediately blew his beard and stared. [Horus is the first heir to the family property, of course he can't kill his father and enemy for nothing!] You didn't explain it at the beginning, you have no head and no head Who knows what's going on inside his head, he's never been in touch with this mutated Egyptian myth... Grandpa doesn't know how to tell stories at all.

Heimdall didn't show his face, he was scolded honestly, and then continued to listen.

In the old house, Rommel and Victor, who had found another portrait of Grana, were listening to the same story.

Victor also found many problems, but unlike Heimdall who raised doubts immediately, Victor glanced at the patient Rommel and planned to wait until the people in the painting finished speaking.

The portrait of Graner hanging in the study is different from the one in the tomb. Graner in front of him is a vigorous old man with gorgeous hair and wrinkled face.Careful comparison reveals that Rommel's facial features are deeper and more charming than Grana's. It is conceivable that Rommel's mother is a beauty.

Grana in the painting has an intoxicated expression on his face, eloquently: [... Horus, who has regained all his property, searched for ancient books and got inspiration from the poems of troubadours. The scattered father's body was pieced together by incredible spells, and then he discovered that his father's soul was also divided into several pieces by Seth in a vicious way. The object that specially placed the fragments of the father's soul...] ​​Rommel and Victor gradually heard the mystery, and the expressions of the two changed from impatient and pretentious to thoughtful.

[Horus guided the collected soul fragments back into his father's body, completed the soul recovery, and brought his father Osiris back to life. After that, Horus taught the way of soul recovery to other wizards, and the kind-hearted Horus did not realize that there was a fatal flaw in this method, and the latecomers with malicious intentions discovered and changed it, making it deviate from Horus' original intention and become extremely terrible. ] Graner in the cemetery draws a meaningful end to his story.

Heimdall blinked without changing his expression, "Is it over?"

[It's over. 】Graner hesitated, 【Don't you want to say something? 】

"The story is not good." Heimdall complained.

Graner was furious, [Who made you comment on whether it sounds good or not!Why are you so stupid! 】Heimdall muttered, "The story is too unlucky, father and uncle are fine, how can you tell your grandson such a story of family disharmony..."

【Fool!Fool!Fool! ! ! 】

Heimdall was so scolded that he fled to the other side of the cross-shaped tomb. Grandpa's roar still radiated from the tomb and was clearly audible.Heimdall touched his nose, sat down by a wall, and gently rubbed the notebook in his arms with his left hand.

Well, now that I have confirmed my earlier guess and confirmed the real purpose of this thing, the question is how to destroy it?It wasn't taught in the school's black magic course, and the extracurricular books on black magic that I read didn't involve it.Knowing that he would face this difficult problem, he would never sit still, Heimdall looked bitter.

Tom was in the middle of the cross-shaped tomb, hovering around the coffin. Graner did not deliberately lower his voice when telling the story. With Tom's IQ, how could he not hear the insinuating Egyptian mythology.Tom sneered at the coffin, and the next moment he felt something was wrong with his body. A huge force exploded in his body. Tom bent down in pain, his whole body seemed to be squeezed to pieces, and an uncontrollable panic spread all over his body.

He was sure that a Horcrux had been destroyed.In his heart, he scolded Voldemort for being useless!

Tom staggered to and fro, dying, and finally collapsed on the ground due to unbearable pain. He leaned in embarrassment beside the stone shelf where the coffin was placed, his face pale and panting.He clenched his fists and beat the ground vigorously, annoyed at the involuntary anger he had suffered since he was born.Tom lowered his head, and the sound of his heavy breathing echoed in his ears. After a while, he raised his head and raised his palms to his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

Tom straightened his back, turned around, clenched his fists and hit it out. The pain from the contact surface of the skin was so real. Tom stared blankly at the cold coffin bier in front of him. .

At this time, the atmosphere in the old house was completely different.

After hearing the story, Victor couldn't sit still anymore. He wanted to rush to the cemetery immediately. He couldn't let himself sit in the old house pretending to know nothing and wait for the news.Ask Dodoma and Hina to take good care of Mionir, and then rush out of the old house, followed by Rommel.Both of them heard the implication from Graner's story, like being poured with a large basin of ice water on a cold day, and also like being hit with a stick severely, which has never happened before. sobriety and fear.

Horus - Huros - Horcrux - Horcrux

What the hell!

Victor found his Citroen, quickly opened the door and got into the cab, while Rommel sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Victor started the car and slammed on the accelerator, the car rushed out and flew up like an arrow off the string with a buzzing sound.

Everything was going well until Rommel in the passenger seat changed his expression in the speeding car.

Dad got carsick.

three,

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

Xi Na brought back the letter written by the little master to her family, and also brought back the milk bottle of the little master.

Before showing it to the master and Master Victor, the two left the old house.

Master Xiaomi huddled on the bed of Master Victor and the young master, wrapped himself in the quilt of his fathers, Dodoma wanted to make milk for Master Xiaomi, but Master Xiaomi refused to hand over the bottle, so Dodoma had to use a new bottle, but Master Xiaomi drank well rare.

Parasol—the elf who tried to knock himself out before. Parasol is now promoted to work beside the masters. Parasol was originally just a kitchen elf and could not leave the kitchen without permission.

Parasol suddenly appears, reporting the visit of Sir Sirius Black.

Master Blake came to the bedroom of the young master and Master Victor in a hurry, lifted the quilt gently, and hugged Master Xiaomi in his arms. Master Xiaomi did not cry, but murmured with sobs. The horse didn't understand anyway.Dodoma felt that Master Black was secretly worried about the disappearance of other people, but Master Black did not show the slightest impatience in front of Master Xiaomi. With Master Black, Master Xiaomi seemed much more stable.

Dodoma decided to call Master Black Sir Sirius from now on.