HP's Foreign Land

one,

Mionier, who was watering the roses with a mini kettle, suddenly stopped talking to himself. He noticed that the courtyard door was opened, and hurriedly dropped the kettle, and ran over.

"Daddy!" he yelled and hugged Victor's leg.

Victor stopped quickly to prevent the little one from being kicked.

"Good morning." He shaved Mionir's chubby face.

But Mionier refused to let it go, and buried himself in Victor's trouser legs - that shameless movement was exactly the same as someone's.

Victor suddenly felt guilty, since he came back from Gringotts that day, he went out early and returned late every day, and didn't talk to his son, let alone play with him.There are no three meals a day.Even Heimdall, who shared the bed with the master, felt that these days were particularly empty, lonely and cold.

Mionier thought that Da Papa didn't like him anymore.

"I'll take you to the Summer Border Trade Fair this weekend, let's have fun for two days." Master Krum was eager to make amends.

Mionir was very happy, showing a silly smile, and was about to let go, but suddenly thought that he should not be swayed by petty gains, and changed his mind instantly, and drew his arms tighter than before.

Victor said helplessly, "Dad must keep his promise."

No matter what Dapapa promised, Mionir refused to raise his head.

"Mionir!"

Heimdall, who hurried downstairs, was standing on the steps leading to the small warehouse—the hair on his head was upturned, and his brows were slightly frowned in disapproval.

Mionir was startled, let go of his hand, and looked at the ground aggrieved.

Victor stroked his son's head to reassure him.

"It's all right," he said to Heimdall. "Blame me, he's so clingy to me, I'm too late to be happy."

Heimdall ignored Victor's words and went straight to Mionir.

"Papa Victor is going to work now, what should Mionier say?"

"Goodbye, Dad..." Mionier muttered.

"louder please!"

"Goodbye, Dad, come back early!" Mionier raised his head and shouted.

"This is our good son." Heimdall stroked his son's cheek.

Mionnier peeked at him, seeing that he had no intention of getting angry, and immediately grabbed Heimdall's hand like a dog.

Heimdall smiled at him, then his expression changed, and he said pitifully, "Papa Victor is a bit busy these days and has no time to play with Mionir. Doesn't Mionier welcome Papa Rigg to accompany you? Rieger Dad will be very sad."

Mi O'Neill was particularly anxious, jumping his feet and expressing that he wanted to play with Xiao Papa.

"Let's go digging for earthworms later, isn't Mionir going fishing with grandpa on Saturday?" Heimdall pretended to be curious. "Where's your bucket and shovel? Where is it?" Grandpa here is talking about Plov.

Mi O'Neil rushed back to the house while running and bouncing.

Watching his son disappear under the eaves, Victor looked back.

"I'm sorry," said the master.

"There's nothing to apologize for. I happen to have nothing to do during this time. When I get up early, I can take the children for a walk in the woods and exercise... Don't look at me with that expression, or I'll turn my back on you!" Heimdall pretended to be annoyed.

Victor hugged Heimdall tightly and pecked the other party's lips, "There is one thing that I didn't pay much attention to at first, but I suddenly discovered that it is not as common as I thought, but unfortunately I still have no clue, it will take some time for me to piece together I'll tell you when I figure it out."

"Yes," said the head of the room noble and cold. "This court does not accept any plausible statements, please make sure to investigate clearly before reporting to this court."

Victor smiled, and put his arms around his shoulders, "I can't imagine life without you."

To actually spread the nasty words in broad daylight? !

Heimdall looked around dramatically, pretending to be shocked, and then he stroked the messy hair that he hadn't had time to take care of, and posed for a handsome look.

"Then I'm relieved. For several nights in a row, you have repeatedly ignored my attempts to increase your charm. It turns out that the problem is not my fault."

The master laughed loudly. When he entered the bedroom last night, Judge Sturluson was looking at the book with a troubled face. When he found himself entering the door, he hurriedly stuffed the book under the pillow, which meant that there was no silver 300 taels here.Thinking of this, the master became more and more curious about the name of the book.

two,

Heimdall washed his hands, changed his clothes, and left the bedroom.

Mionnier was still squatting in the yard, picking freshly dug worms out of a small bucket and throwing them into his own little flowerbed.Mionnier's flowerbed is next to the trellis entwined with vines, and in the field are some siren daffodils that sing melodiously at dawn-this is what he saw after looking through the picture book, and he was helped by Hina. Take care of yourself.Although the timing of sowing is wrong, the growth is not so bad, and the few thin green leaves look very energetic.

As for when the flower will be able to sing... Probably only Merlin knows.

Heimdall didn't quite understand why he had to pick out the earthworms one by one and throw them into the flowerbed, but seeing how excited he was, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Honey, I'm going to work." Heimdall howled standing under the eaves.

"Oh!" Mionier replied.

"Don't run too far, come back when you see the sign I put up, do you hear me?"

"Oh!"

"Forget it," Heimdall said to himself. "Let Xiao Ba watch him."

Then he howled again, "Stop 'losing your appetite' today, if I find out that you haven't eaten lunch after I get home, you will stay alone to watch the house at the border fair on weekends!"

The threat was particularly dire, Mionir pursed his lips.

After frightening the baby, Xiao Papa went to work contentedly.

Half an hour later, Mionier was also satisfied, and he tossed all the earthworms into the flower garden. The child was excited when he thought of digging earthworms in his flower garden on weekends.It turned out that he just wanted to enjoy the process.

The bucket and shovel were on the balcony, and Mionnell went in, now alone in the house.He looked around, listening to the ticking of the clock - on the clock, the little Papa Rig was running wildly - guarding a house, and a moment of blankness appeared on Mionier's face.

Hina has already started her daily cleaning work, and the feather duster is flapping back and forth between the cracks in the corners.

"Xiaoba—" Mionier called out loudly.

Eight-eyed spiders crawled down from the second floor and hung on the linen curtains embroidered with roses and yellow jugs.

"Xiaoba, let's go to the woods." Mionier ran out excitedly after speaking.

Xiao Ba was a little puzzled, why did you find me?Is the bun tossed out?

At this time, Little Bread was looking at the mirror who spoke with ups and downs, and the girl was gradually awakening in a certain aspect...

After 5 minutes, Xiaoba understood that Mionir had chosen himself for Mao-he climbed up on Xiaoba's back and told it to stride forward.

Hina, who was re-matching the sofa, sneaked into the small warehouse to look outside, and found that it was Xiaoba who was with Mionier, and then returned to the living room in peace.

three,

They were surrounded by dense forests, and the front was dark and dark, thick green bushes and withered vines were entangled together to firmly cover the ground.A large cloud blocked the sunlight, the treetops rustled, and the whole forest was like a theater with lights out. The background color was dark and unpredictable.

"We can't go any further." Xiaoba reminded Mionier.

In fact, it didn't make a sound, and Mionir wanted to go back. The outline of the dark forest was gloomy, and he instinctively felt repulsed.

The rustling sound suddenly became intense. At first I thought it was wind, but the bushes on the ground were as quiet as if they were asleep.Xiao Ba slowly backed away vigilantly, Mionir got down on the ground under Xiao Ba's instruction, and hugged one of its big claws.

The noise became more intense, followed by irregular rustling and rubbing sounds, accompanied by the slapping of treetops. The source of the sound was getting closer and closer to them, and Xiaoba kicked his legs and retreated quickly.Broken branches and leaves fell from the sky, and a yellow mass appeared in front of their eyes.

They are the four images that Lige's papa hates deeply.

I haven't seen it for a while, but it seems to be stronger, the feathers on its wings are thicker, and the bump on its forehead has evolved into something like a sharp horn from a sarcoma.The horse's unique mane also had a different change on it, it didn't seem to be soft at all, and it wasn't as beautiful and smooth as Tianma's.

The tail is really pretty, I thought it was a unicorn just by looking at the tail.Xiaoba thought to himself.

Sixiang was also taken aback, but quickly calmed down, perhaps because he recognized Mionir, after all, he "ate" his hair.

Mionier didn't cry in fear like before, he stared at the four images with wide eyes.

Sixiang fell to the ground, folded its wings, and chewed the young leaves on the shrubs. The docile appearance with its neck lowered was like an ordinary Pegasus baby.

But Xiaoba didn't dare to be careless.

Mionir looked at it... Hungry.

He took out a piece of chocolate, peeled off the candy wrapper and threw it into his mouth. A gust of cold air burst from the tip of his tongue, and his nose froze into ice at that moment.This process only lasted two seconds. After two seconds passed, Mionier was sucking on the sweet chocolate, and his mouth was wrapped in a delicious breath. He laughed happily.

In a blink of an eye, he was facing a horse face.

At the same time, Xiao Ba retreated three meters in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, the moving speed of these four images is so fast that it cannot be guarded against. It has not been threatened so much for a long time.Xiao Ba retreated another meter with lingering fear.It originally planned to take advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and try to escape, but after seeing the opponent's speed, it hesitated, unable to advance or retreat for a while.

Fortunately, Sixiang doesn't seem to have any offensive ability. The only suspected "weapon" may be the underdeveloped horn—if it can be called a horn.

Xiao Ba regained his confidence.

Unaware of Xiaoba's entanglement, Mionier took out a few chocolates carelessly, stretched his arms, and made a gesture to invite him to taste it together.Xiao Ba really wanted to throw this baby to Si Xiang, and run away by himself.

How do you say that?Don't be afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs.Having been with a certain room chief for so many years, Xiao Ba, who has become more and more humane, complained silently.

Sixiang did not refuse.

Xiao Ba thought with relief, well, if the other party is also a "pig", then it will be fine.

Mionir peeled off a piece of chocolate that could burn the hair, and threw it into the four-faced mouth. Three seconds later, the other party's mane and tail "burned".At this moment, a Pegasus horse descended from the sky, quickly stood in front of Si Xiang, and raised its hooves twice to make an attacking gesture.

The Pegasus was apparently startled by the rolling figure and mane on fire, thinking it was under attack.When it took a closer look, it found that it was not attacked by a wizard as it thought.The big spider did make him quite afraid, but the little doll on the spider's back was obviously not old enough to cast spells.

The magic effect faded, Sixiang stood up, and neighed softly at the beautiful white adult Pegasus horse. Seeing that it was safe and sound, the adult Pegasus gave up attacking, turned around and licked Sixiang, and Sixiang neighed a few more times, seeming very happy. It seems that it likes to eat that kind of magic chocolate.The adult Pegasus gradually lowered his defense against Xiao Ba during the interaction with Si Xiang.

One person and one spider reduced to the background board were speechless for a long time.

Mionier said confusedly, "Is it a friend?"

Xiao Ba observed for a while, hesitated and said: "...that is its mother."

The four different fathers and mothers are probably not a kind of Pegasus.

four,

As soon as Victor sat down at the desk, Mrs. Brent rushed in through the door excitedly, and she quickly found Victor.

"Krum, come to my office!" After saying that, he backed out.

"Did something good happen? You seem to be in a good mood." Victor said after entering Mrs. Brent's room.

"It must be a good thing, especially for you." Mrs. Brent raised her eyebrows. "Your silver star referee qualification has come down, and you can get a new referee certificate at the end of the month!"

Victor was taken aback.

"Are you unhappy?" Mrs. Brent, who was in a state of excitement, was extremely sensitive to his feedback, which was a mood that was extremely eager to empathize.

"No, of course I'm happy."

Mrs Brent's smile brightened again.

"I just said that they won't ignore you. Your test scores are very good. There is no reason to leave you aside and make such a mess of killing chickens and monkeys."

The lady was obviously overjoyed, and she would never be so "indiscreet" in her usual speech.

Victor smiled gratefully, "Do you know why the higher-ups changed their mind again?"

To be honest, Victor doesn't think he can get what he wants this time. He has achieved some achievements in the Quidditch world, but the referee council and the competition organization are completely different things.Those cute comments are nothing but jokes made by fans and the media after him, and should not be taken seriously.

"Three directors jointly wrote a recommendation letter, and your name is also on that recommendation letter." Mrs. Brent said here with a bit of envy. "Young man, you have to know that when luck comes, it cannot be stopped."

"Three directors?"

"Yes, there are three directors in charge of Quidditch referees, one of whom is our chairman."

The referee council has a total of 10 directors, including the chairman. Three of the 10 directors are in charge of the arbitration of the Quidditch game - the chairman is involved in all fields, and the other seven are the arbitration supervision and management of other wizarding sports.This is tantamount to dispatching all three directors of Quidditch.

Victor was puzzled. He had nothing to do with those directors. They chose to recommend him. Could it be that there is something special about him?After calming down, Victor thought of the chairman, contacted his background, and gradually figured out the way.

The top leader of the Referee Council was a Finnish wizard who served as the Director of Sports in the Ministry of Magic.

Victor thinks he has the answer.

He curled his lips and said to Mrs. Brent: "My pleasure."

After that, he used his lunch break to visit the wizard fireplace monitoring center, and with the help of his acquaintances, he came to a quiet small room with only a fireplace and a chair in the room.After the door closed, he grabbed a handful of Floo powder and connected it to the other end.

Fives,

Rommel put down the quill and picked up the pipe that was lying aside.

"It's so sudden, what's the matter?" He looked at the head that appeared in the fireplace.

"I can't contact you if I have nothing to do?" Victor didn't make himself look very warm, he knew that this set would not work for Rommel.

"Is Rigg okay?"

"..." The master was silent for a moment. "My silver star referee qualification has passed, thank you."

Rommel said calmly, "I don't quite understand."

Victor ignored it and said directly, "I don't know why you helped me, Rigg must have played a big role in it, so I don't think you need my thanks, just pretend I didn't say that .”

this kid...

Rommel couldn't laugh or cry.

"What are your plans for this weekend?" Rommel quickly changed the subject.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk more, Victor said smoothly: "Go to my father's place on Saturday. He has always wanted Mionier to develop a hobby of fishing. If things go on like this, he has a reason to visit Mionier often. On Sunday we Planning to take the kids to the Summer Frontier Fair."

"Well, it sounds good." Rommel said without emotion.

Victor could hear the meaning behind his words.

"If you are not busy on weekends, you are welcome to come to our house as a guest." Victor invited.

"Let me check the arrangement, it may not be available." Chairman Sturlusson pretended to be reserved.

"Rig will be very happy to know. He is learning to cook recently and plans to show off his skills on weekends. It would be a pity if you don't come. You know that Rieg is very busy with work and study. It's rare that he has the heart to toss these things. .”

"I arrived at the Knights Tower on Friday night." Rommel said without thinking.

Victor smiled, "Call Snow too."

Rommel said: "I can't guarantee this. I heard that he has a girlfriend recently, and he may be busy with dating."

"Snow has a girlfriend?!" Victor said in surprise.

He hadn't heard any rumors before, and he bet that Rigg was also kept in the dark.

"You even have a son, so my brother can't have a relationship?!" Chairman Strulusson started deliberately again.

Victor was speechless.

Although he is not an eloquent person, it is easy to get along with him in harmony, but he always talks more and more "wrong" with Rommel...

six,

Victor and the old lawyer made an appointment in a park. They sat on a bench painted with a giraffe pattern. The bench was located behind a slide and was relatively hidden.Not far away are Muggles strolling leisurely, and children laughing and running past from time to time.

Philip Luksic sat down beside him, and said straight to the point: "The gold Galleons deposited in Suez, Egypt, are expected to be moved at the end of the month."

"How?" Victor asked.

"Due at the end of the month."

"That is to say, at the end of the month, we will know the final whereabouts of the money?"

"Not necessarily." Luksic shook his head.

What if they were withdrawn and transferred to another Gringotts bank?

"The most important thing right now is not knowing what the money is going to be used for!" Luksic frowned. "I don't believe your grandmother intended to use them to test the credibility of Gringotts."

"Why are you sure that all this was ordered by my grandma?" Victor asked directly.

Luksic glanced at him, "During your grandmother's lifetime, no one in the Krum family could easily move such a large sum of money except her."

"Perhaps she was deceived and deceived."

Luksic said slowly, "If thinking about it makes you feel better."

Victor was silent.

After a while, he said: "I went to visit the latest layout of the Gringotts vault in Bulgaria, and saw the private money left by my grandfather."

"That's a lot of money. Sergey always wants to arrange everything in his lifetime. He always has such and such plans that emerge one after another. He is vigorous and unconstrained."

"Grandpa must not have been a pleasant employer for his personal lawyer."

"No, you guessed wrong," Luksic said with a smile on his staid face. "We had a great time and although there were times when I would have preferred to kick him out - because his visits were always at the wrong time - for the most part he was a likable guy."

"Only one thing," Luksic's expression suddenly changed. "The years before his death suddenly became more urgent than ever."

"What's more urgent?"

"Arranging things at home more urgently, he closed many transactions that could make a lot of money. The reason he gave me was that the funds consumed by those transactions before accumulating wealth for the Krum family would wear him down first. However, the fact that Not really. All the appraisers were bullish about those businesses, but he ignored them and just ended them. There are plenty of others like that, I think, if those businesses were still in business, the Krums' Asset totals will be even more spectacular than they are today."

Having said that, Luksic sighed slightly, "He was born to make money."

Victor thought for a while and asked, "You said that grandpa couldn't wait to arrange family affairs a few years before his death."

"Yes, I didn't take it seriously because I was so busy walking around behind him, and he liked to take surprises. It's a bit strange to think about it now, but Sergey seemed to be very eager at that time, as if... …like he knew what was going to happen—" Luksic paused, "of course it was all my imagination."

"It's really strange," Victor mused. "How did grandpa know me and Bernick?"

Luke was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"His will is very clear, private money left to two grandchildren."

"It's nothing surprising. Plov and Vidin are always going to get married and have children. If he can't see it, it doesn't mean these things won't happen."

"Don't you remember?" Victor narrowed his eyes. "It says in the will, the eldest son of the eldest son Plov and the eldest son of the younger son Vidin."

In the year when Sergey Krum died suddenly, the eldest son Plov had just passed his second birthday, and the younger son Vidin was still in his wife's womb.How did he know that the first child of the eldest son and the eldest daughter-in-law was a boy; how did he know that the first child born by the second son and the second daughter-in-law was also a son? !

Luksic thought for a while and said, "It's not surprising. Pure-blood families have a tradition of leaving money to boys. Maybe Sergey hopes that both sons will have grandchildren."

The succession of the family line is a vital link for wizarding families.

Victor nodded, but didn't fully accept the explanation in his heart.