HP's Foreign Land

Since retaking the position of Minister of Magic, Andrew's travel is not as free as before. If he leaves the country outside of business, he has to report to the security office in charge of the minister's safety in advance. After the security office evaluates whether the trip is safe and strictly plans the route Only the Langer family can leave. No, to be precise, the Minister of Magic of Estonia can discuss the itinerary with his family, so as not to have a good time going there. Therefore, the owners of the Knights House cannot get feedback immediately after they send out invitations. Over time, everyone got used to the Langer family being absent from time to time.

When you gain something, you have to pay something accordingly. This is the price of fame.

The year Mr. Minister and his wife and daughter officially visited the Knights House, their daughter Frances was already [-] years old.

The Knights House is not alienated from the Langer family due to distance and time. Although they don't get together often, the fireplace correspondence is indispensable, and the exchange of packages and mails is even more frequent.

The couple who got the news on the day Jeanna gave birth rushed to the hospital. Andrew once lost a child—although it was a tragedy caused by the collision between wizards and Muggles, and Andrew was even raped by malicious people. Dirty water gets into the prison, and the past goes with the wind, people die like lights out, but once a person reaches that threshold, it can't be solved by talking about it.

Victor and Andrew have worked together, not for a long time, but their friendship is extraordinary. The husband and wife stayed with Andrew outside the delivery room, for fear that he would think wildly.At first, the couple felt that it was too shocking to do so. After all, Andrew Lange had always been calm and calm. When they saw Andrew, they were thankful that they insisted on "doing nothing."Andrew's condition is not good. He stared at a certain place for a long time without saying a word. It might not be obvious on the surface, but he noticed something strange when he came into close contact.

"My mother said that with Jeanne's health level, it's not a problem to have ten or eight children." Victor let his tone sound disapproving.

Andrew said after a while, "I don't want ten or eight, one is enough."

Mr. Minister was obviously out of shape, and his response was more than half a beat slow.

"Has Jeanne's family notified?" Heimdall asked.

"She said she would tell them after the birth so her mother wouldn't worry." Andrew murmured, "...I dreamed about my ex-wife a few days ago, and she didn't look very good in the dream, and she muttered horrible words , and cursed me to die, I..."

Andrew wiped his face, and Minister Lange, who always showed off his meticulous attire, sat on a bench in the wizarding hospital in the middle of the night, his hair disheveled, the front of the wizarding robe open, and the shirt inside The buttons were also fastened wrong.

In fact, with the existing wizarding medical conditions, the chances of healthy mothers giving birth to children are very small, and the Orville family is famous for being able to give birth, and the women in the family are of very good physical fitness. Lange actually feared this before giving birth. Eighty percent of what happened in the past cast a lot of shadow on him.

"What nonsense! Jeanne is at a critical moment, so don't let her down!" Heimdall frowned angrily.

Andrew immediately shut his mouth tightly, and at this moment he became superstitious without any resistance.

Victor sighed, he could somewhat understand Lange's current mood - the more he cared about certain thoughts, the less he could control them.

Before dawn, the next generation of the Lange family was born, and Mr. Minister was relieved.

When the medical staff came out to announce the good news, Minister Lange rushed in without saying a word, ignoring the congratulations from the smiling medical staff, and then a series of exclamations came from the delivery room.

Mr. Minister, what are you doing?

The husband and wife rushed to support the little nurse who was staggered by Andrew, and apologized for the excited Lange.

The medical staff had seen a lot of the world outside the delivery room, so they waved their hands without being annoyed.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" Victor asked.

"It's a girl." The medical staff replied.

Victor and Heimdall looked at each other and smiled, that's great, Andrew and Jeanne got their wish.

——Excerpt from "The Lange Family"

one,

Mionir rushed into the wizard's tent and ran all the way to the innermost part.After Claire moved in, she did not occupy the rooms of Mionier's fathers, and the remaining one on the second floor was also given up after consideration. She arranged her bedroom in the guest room connected to the study, and the novelties she brought also They are all placed in the study, so that she can pass the time conveniently.

Mionnier waved his wand all the way forward, moved away things that might get in the way, and finally slammed on the door of the study. The door didn't respond to his spell, and stood motionless on the spot, mocking his embarrassment with cold eyes.

Mionir clutched his forehead in pain and backed away, raised his wand again to release magic, and the door was still rock-solid.

"Sage, the key!" Mionir did not rush to investigate the reason, but chose the most urgent direction.

After the key entered the hole, it was ejected by an invisible force.

"Sage, back off!" Mionier simply blasted open the door.

After walking quickly into the study room, he immediately saw the door connecting the guest room, and he had a premonition—that door was just as unfriendly, and his sixth sense was right, it was as inexplicably hard as the door of the study room.

"What's going on?" Mionier blew open the door of the guest room while throwing out the question.

"Master Malfoy put a spell on the door before he left." Sage trembled.

House-elves can teleport silently, and any obstacle is not a problem, and Master Malfoy in Sage's mouth usually refers to Draco, and Sage refers to Lucius as Master Malfoy, but Sage seldom speaks with Lucius. It appears on the occasion of Adams, so there is no confusion for the time being.

Uncle Xiaolong?Mionier thought deeply and was terrified.

Screams suddenly sounded in the quiet environment, and Mionier ran into Claire's room. The little girl was lying on the bed and tossing uneasily, half of the quilt on her body was hanging on the ground.

Are you still awake?Mionier hurried to the bedside, trying to wake Claire up, Serge quickly made the whole room bright as day, and Claire's frightened expression and sweat on his face were clearly visible under the sufficient light.

"Claire! Wake up!" Mionier held the little girl's thin shoulders, surprised that the thin pajamas smelled of sweat.

Mionier felt that something was wrong, and increased the intensity of the wake-up call.

"Xiaomi..." Claire muttered.

"Claire!"

"Millet……"

"Claire wake up!!"

Claire suddenly trembled all over, as if the fear in her dream had reached its peak, she opened her eyes without warning, then yelled loudly, her whole body convulsed like convulsions.

"Claire!" Mionier hugged the little girl to prevent her from hurting herself.

Maybe Mionir's call played a role, and Claire's various abnormal reactions tended to ease. After a while, she calmed down in Mionir's arms and stopped screaming. O'Neill was panting and trembling with lingering fear.

"It's okay, it was just a dream, just wake up." Mionier patted her on the back gently.

"...I'm fine." Claire struggled.

Mionnier let go of her and stroked her sweaty hair naturally, "Are you really all right?"

Claire lowered her head, "Thank you, it's all right..."

This girl... shy?Mionier felt amused, and he probably felt embarrassed when he saw the embarrassing side, and he felt uncomfortable, and Claire was especially good at putting on a show.

"Are you sure?" Mionir pretended to be ignorant.

"I'm sure." Claire raised her head and chest, and her momentum recovered to [-]%, no longer like a shivering quail after being drenched in the rain.

Mionir stood up, "Go wash up, you're sweating, and don't catch a cold."

Claire hummed, but did not act for a long time.

Seeing that her reaction was still a little sluggish, and it seemed that she hadn't completely pulled out of the nightmare, Mionier pretended to be merciful, and asked slowly: "Would you like to sleep with me? It's not like I haven't slept before."

Claire stared, "No need!" It's very fun like a cat with its hair blown.

Mionier covered his eyes, with a face full of weeping, "When I need someone, I call him Xiaomi, and I still call him by his name in my dream, now I throw it away when I run out~~"

As if struck by lightning, Claire jumped up and scolded, "It's not good to learn from anyone, you have to learn from Luka, that idiot is stupid!" Claire got angry from it, picked up a pillow and threw it on Mionnier, "Let you learn from Luka! ! Let you learn from Luka!"

Mionier wailed again and again, thinking that I would work really hard to revive my buddy on the spot.

Claire didn't really fight, just took a few random shots and then collapsed back, weakly serious, "Don't be like Luka, it's annoying to see it! It's enough to have someone like Luka by your side, you must stay normal."

"It's an honor to receive such praise from Miss Malfoy." Mionier said glibly.

Claire gave him a blank look.

Mionier walked to the door, "Are you sure it's okay to be alone?"

Claire didn't try to be brave anymore, she flinched suddenly for some unknown reason, "Can you sleep here tonight?"

Draco's eyes of death light flashed in front of Mionir's eyes.

"Okay, if you need." Mionier waved away the picture in his mind.

Claire breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Xiaomi, thank you for everything you have done for me."

"You're welcome," Mionier said lightly. "Would you mind giving me some details about the dream? I'm curious what scares you so much."

Claire's back stiffened unnaturally, and then she said softly, "Sorry, I don't remember."

Mionier shrugged nonchalantly, "It's better not to remember, so as not to make myself think too much."

Claire nodded approvingly.

"I asked Serge to fix the two doors first. Your father's magic is extraordinary." Mionier smiled wryly.

Only then did Claire realize that the door of the guest room was leaning loosely on one side.

two,

"Are you still there?" Mionier wrote.

Benzi: I can't see your tomorrow.

"Come on, today is a special case, I don't do this every night." Mionier felt that this book was stricter than his father's.

Benzi: Our two conversations were in the middle of the night, are you sure you are not fooling me?

"You have to figure out that you are just a notebook, no notebook will say that to the user."

Book: There is no book that responds to users' questions.

"You admit that yours is different?"

Benzi: Papyrus Bookstore serves you wholeheartedly!

Mionier rolled his eyes, and he wrote: "Claire is having a nightmare, I'm coming in to accompany her."

Benzi: So you use me in bed?

Why is this a bit strange?

"Can't you see me? Can't see me again?"

Benzi: Let me tell you a story, maybe you will be interested.

"It's long overdue and I'm delighted that you're finally remembering your work."

Benzi: I have been dedicated to protecting your secrets, and I do not accept your accusations!

"Okay, it's my fault, let's get back to the topic!"

Benzi: ...are you trying to make this a bedtime story?

"I do suffer from insomnia."

Benzi: Because you slept in the same bed with your little girlfriend?

"Claire is not my little girlfriend! Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

Benzi: Listen, the story I'm going to tell you will be so thought-provoking that you will benefit a lot, so I suggest you...

"Stop talking nonsense! Get to the point!"

Book: A long time ago, a Spanish wizard set off from southern Europe, planning to travel while looking for a job along the way. His destination was Norway and the Barents Sea in the north of Russia.He made a round in Italy, and after collecting enough travel expenses, he moved to Eastern Europe. He stopped in Romania in the northern part of the Balkan Peninsula because the travel expenses ran out.He arrived in Romania just in time for the wizards in the country to hold the Whitsun carnival, and a large number of wizards in the Balkans flowed into the carnival. He quickly found a job in the local wizard bar.

During his work break, he decided to try his luck at the carnival. This Spanish wizard who traveled around has always had dirty hands and feet. Maybe it was a "speciality" developed by living in a fixed place all year round, or maybe it was just to add some firewood to his meager salary. He was careful every time he did it, and the amount he stole was limited, so he never aroused the vigilance of the local wizarding law enforcement department.He knows enough is enough, and takes pride in it, often bragging about it to casual travelers when the journey is lonely.

The Whitsun Carnival featured various roadside games, the top prize being [-] drops of Felicia provided by the Romanian Association of Pharmacists.The Spanish wizard calculated the value of the Felix Elixir and was determined to try his hand. When the potion was available, he could resell it for a considerable reward.

有一种魔药，配方内容如下：1、腐烂的水草；2、斑点树菇；3、一节打湿的月桂树枝；4和5空缺；6、两瓣生长在清澈池水中的晚上九点的睡莲的花瓣。我的问题是配方中的4和5分别是什么材料，以及制作完成后它是什么魔药？

"..." I can't play well at all, and Mionier, who hopes to fall asleep with the help of a bedtime story, can't fall asleep now!

"Are you kidding me? Your question is part of the story?" He was just a little bit interested in the dull story.

Benzi: If you get the answer right, the bedtime story continues.

"What if the answer is wrong?"

Benzi: Until you get the answer right.

"...I don't know, this is the first time I've heard of this recipe." Mionir looked at the book in embarrassment.

Benzi: Then look it up, go learn, stop here for today, go to bed early, or I won't see your tomorrow.

Mionier was lying straight on the bed, with Claire who was in a deep sleep beside him. Mionier was holding a notebook with a silly expression on his face.

three,

Victor glanced at his son and found that the latter was a little embarrassed. Victor calmly lowered his head to look at the paper handed over by him, curious about what he found.

"Rotten water plants, spotted tree mushrooms, a wet laurel branch, two petals of water lilies at nine o'clock in the evening growing in clear pool water, um," the master pondered for a moment. "what happened?"

Mionier's attitude should not be too good, he looked at the master helplessly, with a look of trust wholeheartedly, "This is an incomplete potion formula, there are two things missing, do you know what else is missing? And what kind of potion is this? "

There was a smile in the master's eyes, "The question from the competition?"

"No." Mionir laughed.

"This is a rather ancient potion formula, where did you know it?" Victor held up the piece of paper.

"Heard it from someone else."

"Others are too unkind, telling you that you still lack arms and legs?"

Mionier still smirked.

Victor took the time to push the paper back, "Go ask someone else."

"Don't you know?"

"Why should I tell you? You said it has nothing to do with the game."

Mionier was filled with grief and anger, and he knew that there would be no future for showing cuteness to Daddy. Since childhood, this skill has only worked with Rigg.If you don't say it, don't say it, he still has another trick!Asking Daddy was just trying his luck, so Mionier took back the paper in a fit of anger.

Victor has never been a entangled person. Seeing that Mionier took back the paper, he didn't stop him, and chatted directly, "I heard that Claire's father gave you a look?"

"Uncle Xiaolong has no good looks towards every boy who is close to his daughter, and Luka has also been hated. I only hugged Bertha back then, and he replaced my favorite fish soup with oatmeal when eating. "Poor Riccardo's experience was much harsher than Mionier's. At that time, Luca and Claire were at their most heartless, and it can be said that they had similar tastes.

"Is Rigg's health okay?" Mionier kept thinking about it, and it was time for another annual vacation.

"You can compete with Sugar Mouse with peace of mind, and your little dad has me in everything." Victor flaunted his might.

Mionier didn't bother to complain about him, is there such a father?She ran to show off in front of her son!Mionier firmly refused to admit that he was stimulated by Daddy's taunting.

and many more!

"You came here on purpose just to tell me this in person?!"

Victor drank his tea without changing his face, without denying it.

Mionnier's whole body is not well.

After saying goodbye to his shameless big dad, Mionier regained his strength. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't solve the problem today. He was a little absent-minded in the morning game, his ranking slipped, and the overall ranking was also affected. Mionier vowed to work hard to adjust come over.

He came out of the glass room, and Claire slowly moved over from not far away.Mionnier narrowed his eyes. Claire was a little abnormal today. I wonder if it was due to his illusion. He felt that the little girl was avoiding him because he directly hit an embarrassing moment. When he woke up in the morning, he found that he couldn't keep up?

Mionnier feels that this possibility is very high, and the Malfoy family are very face-saving.

"Xiaomi, I have to leave for a while." Claire said nonchalantly.

Mionir didn't let go of her poor disguise.

"Where are you going?" Before going out, he didn't forget to report to himself. Mionier admired Claire's way of handling things.

"I want to go to the wizarding fireplace distribution center on the outskirts of the city. The wizarding street there sells very good gadgets."

"I'll go with you." Mionier without thinking.

Claire smiled at him, a contented gleam in her eyes.

Mionir understood that the little girl just wanted him to follow.

"I'll go and greet Luka." Mionir quickly found a reason for himself to go out, and went to ask "Hou Zhao" about the potion formula by the way.

The smile on Claire's face became even brighter, "Tell me more about Sugar Mouse then, and starve him to death!"

Mionier couldn't help but laugh.