HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 61 Extra Story: Postmodern Life in the Sixth Century

one,

Heimdall once again faced growing pains, the third development in his life.His studies have to be accumulated again, his homework has to be relearned, his contacts have to be redeveloped, and his relatives and friends have to be reacquainted.The son is gone, the grandson is gone, the grandson's grandson is gone, and there are cute animal friends... Pod seems to be looking forward to it.

There is also a bad dad, a suicide attack will break out at any time, no matter how you think about it, you feel that your life is not guaranteed, "Jolph" is really a fighter in the midst of hardship.

"The Distinguished Alumni Medal is about to be won again...I don't know if the school has issued this award these years." Sitting in the principal's office, Heimdall sighed after taking a sip of a fragrant and hot unknown drink.Not only that, but the various honors won have remained in that ever-changing century.

From the old arms and legs that stepped into the coffin suddenly changed to a young and strong body, the judge still couldn't change his slow rhythm, speaking and acting slowly.

Victor faced him across the table, listened to his complaints, and did not respond very positively.

Who can complain for the master's hard work?His work needs to be started again, his career needs to be restarted, his contacts need to be reunited, and his relatives and friends need to get acquainted again...Facing his lover and redeveloping again.

You can see but you can't eat!

the second time!

The master turned into Godzilla in his heart, roaring and howling, feeling inexplicably sad.

two,

Because of the entrustment of his parents, Suo Errong, a brother of the clan, has cultivated a good habit of caring and loving Yolf who is older than him since he was a child. Yolf, who ran to the principal's tower twice in three days, was very wrong.What was there on it that caught Yolf's attention?Could it be that the principal disagrees with Yolf to open a new laboratory?

Suoerrong is not very confident about Yolf's persuasion ability. If Yolf knows how to say good things and lie, he and his father will not be strangers to each other today. It's not that Yolf did something wrong, but regret Since the pretending patriarch was not stabilized, Yolf's life would not be lonely and helpless.Regarding this point, Suo Errong and his parents can't do anything about it. It's not easy to take someone else's son to live in their own house...

It seems that it is not impossible, anyway, the patriarch turned a blind eye to Yolf.

Suo Errong, who thought he had figured this out, forgot the original intention of thinking, and happily stopped outside the classroom where Yolf was in class, wanting to tell the good news to the other party as soon as possible, and then he was caught by the harmonious relationship between Yolf and his classmates. The sight of the conversation was astounding.

That boy with a natural smile is Yolf?

That eloquent boy is Yolf?

That boy who isn't afraid to make contact and greets people is Yolf?

……that whoever!I know that our Yolf family is so shameless that he has no friends. If you stick your mouth forward again, you will fall forward without bones, and your hands will not be in the right place. Curse you!

With one stride, Suo Errong squeezed away males with malicious intentions in the front, back, left, and left, and listened to all directions.

Do you want to get close to Yolf?It's so beautiful that your liver hurts!

Hurry up and learn scientific and cultural knowledge, go back and build your homeland to serve the motherland, mortals!

Our family, Yolf, will have a competition to recruit relatives in the future!

The eyes of Heimdall behind Suorrong are full of relief, he respects the old, loves the young and unites his classmates, what a good boy!

The crooked Suo Errong once again forgot the original intention of looking for Yolf.

three,

Heimdall was called back by a letter from Patriarch Sturluson, on the grounds that the father missed his son.

When he left the school, Heimdall complained about the backwardness of Durmstrang’s construction in the [-]th century. In the [-]th century, the reasons for students to ask for leave were not so unconventional, and the principal’s approval was relatively strict.Missing his son, he took him out of school...Looks like Rommel did this before, but the head of the Sturluson family in the new century knows how to cover up, is tactful and sophisticated, and his reasons are impeccable, unlike the current one, Simple and rude, shameless and skinless, there is no comparison at all.

They are all cheap dads, why is the gap so obvious?

Heimdall silently deducted 10 points from the current patriarch, and the initial score of 50 points was instantly reduced by one-fifth.

He opened the letter he received before leaving school in the carriage. The name of the sender aroused his interest. He had seen a stack of letters with the same signature in the dark side of the desk in Yolf's bedroom. The content of the letter was quite worthy of deliberation.

Heimdall got off the carriage and was taken to a wizard bar by the patriarch elf who had been waiting for a long time.Through the introduction of Yolf's elf rocking chair, Cheap Daddy's personal elf is called Amphibious Stone.The judge, who has been fighting in the front line of the trial for many years, couldn't help but have a big brain. He looked at the rocking chair standing beside him, and combined with the character and name of the rocking chair, Cheap Dad probably never considered creating it for Yolf from the very beginning. A good inheritance environment.

four,

Osgrim felt that his son had changed too much for him to adapt, although in the final analysis he had not actively adapted to Jolf.After the confrontation that day, Yolf went straight to school, but he broke up because of Yolf's shocking words and love.This was the second time they had met in so many days. He found that his son no longer waited for him to speak with trepidation, and ignored his stern gaze. After sitting down, he directly asked the tavern owner for food and drink. changed person.

Osgrim tapped his fingers on the table with his right hand, and his son gave him a meaningful look, as if he was blaming him for not observing table manners, with an indescribable disgust in his eyes.Osgrim secretly cursed the little bastard, and put away his fingers.

Heimdall hadn't adapted to the European food of the [-]th century, so every time he ate, he would have soft boiled soup, and his eating habits were in line with those of the elderly.Heimdall felt that the only thing he could not eat was the original taste of the soup, which was almost the same as it would be hundreds of years later. Fortunately, he had eaten this taste-numbing diet for N years with his eyes closed, and he stopped protesting after getting used to it.

Osgrim didn’t express any opinions on his eating style. Presumably, this guy probably doesn’t even know what size shoes or clothes Yolf wears. It’s not his godfather’s fault. It's not a problem to send him to prison for a crime-the justice is free and unconstrained again.

"I asked you to come..." Osgrim didn't finish, but was interrupted by Heimdall reaching out.

"I'm sorry, please wait until after I've finished eating." Then, regardless of Dad Cheap's ugly face, he ate slowly, as if he was counting and swallowing.

Osgrim's face was livid, "Are you angry with me on purpose?"

"I did it on purpose, but not to annoy you." Heimdall glanced at him, dissatisfied, "I'll talk about it after eating, I'm not too young, pay attention to health, be careful of brain congestion...you know brain congestion What do you mean? I’ll tell you after I’ve finished eating!” I went back to thinking about it.

Osgrim: "..."

This awful feeling... Cheap Daddy clenched his fists.

Fives,

"What do you want to tell me?" Heimdall, who had finally finished chewing, wiped his mouth slowly.

Daddy Cheap lost his temper by this meal for the elderly, squinted his eyes and looked at Heimdall, "Do you want to go to Thorrong's house?"

Heimdall was taken aback by the nonsensical question, but the justice put down his napkin and asked, "What's your question?"

"You are more courageous than before, and you started to resist right after you started school?" Osgrim sneered, only when Heimdall made trouble for no reason, the contempt in his eyes was fully revealed.

"If there is oppression, there will be resistance. You also know that what you are doing is oppressing your own son, and you are not completely insane." Heimdall murmured.

Osgrim was furious, and slapped the table hard, and the surroundings were suddenly silent.

Heimdall was thankful that he held the water glass in his hand, and said without changing his face: "If you don't mind other people talking about it afterwards, breaking the illusion of harmony between you and your son, and discovering that you raised a lover and gave birth to children outside, by the way, You can turn the table over, too."

Osgrim's eyes almost froze, he exhaled, and sat down as if nothing had happened. After a while, the bar returned to normal, and those seemingly inquiring eyes were still hiding in the dark and lingering.

"If you die, I will be the first in line, right?" Heimdall said surprisingly.

Osgrim frowned, probably unable to figure out why his autistic son turned upside down overnight, this personality change was incomprehensible.

"Yorph wouldn't say such a thing!"

Heimdall smiled, "So he died."

A trace of confusion appeared on Osgrim's face, and then he attributed these to the understanding of Yolf's rebellious period.

"There's a reason why I asked that," Heimdall threw the letter he received before leaving school in front of Osgrim. "This man has written to me more than once."

Osgrim looked at the envelope, took out the letter paper suspiciously, and after scanning a few lines, signs of anger appeared on his face.

"Didn't you ask?" Heimdall studied his expression.

Osgrim gave him a hard look.

It seems that he really did not instigate it.

"Do you know the person who wrote the letter?" Heimdall guessed that the sender did not use his real name. If the person was careful enough, the handwriting might have been changed.

"I know." Osgrim gritted his teeth, his face turning blue with anger.

I don't know if the sender overestimated his own influence, or underestimated Yolf's IQ, or maybe both.The opponent's instigation is quite clever, combined with Osgrim's words and deeds to instill in Yolf Osgrim's various behaviors towards him is really chilling. The tired heart cuts the knife.Yolf is stubborn and simple, so it is inevitable that he will be subtly influenced and believed to be true after a long time.

"Have you ever wondered how I know you have lovers and children outside?" Heimdall said.

If it is said that Osgrim was still hesitant at first, he suspected that Heimdall had ulterior motives in exposing this to him. This frank confession was like a pot of hot oil pouring on the heart of Gonghuo, and Osgrim did not rage on the spot. Relying on his self-restraint is suppressing.

"Leave this matter to me, don't talk too much." Osgrim lasted for another half an hour and hurried away.

Heimdall was very satisfied with the result. This should be an internal contradiction of the enemy, and occasionally watching similar scenes can be a source of pleasure.There is no love or hate for no reason in this world. Osgrim's final mental breakdown may be caused by man-made, and Jolf's tragedy may be the result of the mastermind behind the scenes. After thinking about it, he never expected to have the opportunity to verify his wild thinking.

Back in Durmstrang, Suo Errong ran up and down to show off his brilliant idea - finally it didn't go wrong.

"My father called me out, and I just came back. He told me not to be delusional." Heimdall poured cold water on Thorrong.

Thoron deflated instantly.

six,

After the afternoon class ended, Heimdall declined all invitations and went to the Black Tower alone.

"How long will you be locked up?" Heimdall asked the master.

"You can go out at any time." The master disagreed.

The reason why Vasilyevich was placed under house arrest was because his radical remarks stimulated the education department in the International Federation of Wizards. The education department originally planned to clean up the door, but they were reluctant to bear the principal's full of knowledge, so they pretended to be merciful and put him under house arrest. Wake up, as long as he compromises and admits his mistake, the prison door will open for him and let him go free.

"You want to compromise?" Heimdall asked.

"No," the master shook his head. "It can divert attention. When they have been coveting Vasilyevich's many research results for a long time, it is enough to just find one to dismiss them. There is no need to be open and honest with those guys."

Victor and Vasilyevich are very harmonious, perhaps because the two have the same essence, so there is no rejection at all. It can be said that Victor today is Vasilyevich himself.

"Then come out quickly." Heimdall urged.

"What's the matter, baby?" the master took him into his lap.

"Is there a way for you to get my custody from Osgrim?" Heimdall leaned on the master's shoulder.

"We are not relatives, and the difficulty is not small. If we are relatives, maybe we can take a shortcut." The master said worriedly, "Did Osgrim mess with you?"

"I provoked him, and he wished to make me transparent."

The master silently lit the wax for Patriarch Osgrim, how could the judge be easy to provoke.

"Do you think it's okay if I move in here?" Heimdall suddenly thought.

"Moving into the Black Tower?"

"I can use the name of establishing a research office to ask you for teaching questions, and I can apply to the vice-principal for accommodation along the way."

"I don't agree." The master shook his head decisively.

"...Give me a reason."

"It's terrible to be able to see but not to eat, and it's okay to hang in front of your eyes all day long!" the master said bluntly.

Heimdall laughed loudly, and reached out to touch the crotch of the master, "You forgot about self-cultivation? We didn't have a married life in the last life, didn't you adapt well?"

Can that be the same?That's because you have more energy than you want, and now you have a strong body and vitality, and you still have to endure self-cultivation...

The master gritted his teeth, hugged and kissed Heimdall, who was deliberately teasing him.

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