HP's Foreign Land

(22)

one,

After the brightness of the sky was fully opened, the blue that was covered with a window screen failed to become clear. The clouds in the west continued to pile up, and the orange turned into off-white and rolled out black ash that made people feel depressed. Standing in the bitter wind, Huo It's a cloudy new day at Gwartz School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Harry restrained the excitement of receiving Sirius' reply, and tried his best to behave as usual—after contacting the two professors in Lampshade Cottage a few days ago, he couldn't help but wonder if it would be more natural to indulge his emotions After all, he passed the first round, successfully won the recognition of the Gryffindor classmates, and was upgraded to a well-deserved warrior.In this way, we should be grateful for the crystallization of the wisdom of the organizers. Because of the fierceness, danger and inhumanity of the dragon fighting session, the rumors hanging over Harry were wiped out, and his reputation was also rectified.

He emerged from the draughty owl hut and headed straight to the lampshade hut for Team Rumelia's first official short training camp since the first event of the Triwizard Tournament.Considering that the students still need to attend classes, the morning training camp arranged by Professor Rumelia is very simple, mainly focusing on explosive power training. Although the time is not long, the team members including Harry still feel some pain in the high-intensity short training session. Variety.

The few passive and lazy people who were on the verge of expulsion, led by Draco Malfoy, also gained strength through hard training—although they didn't work hard enough and had little effect.Master Malfoy, who doesn't intend to be self-disciplined or self-reflective, is disliked by the cynicism of his good friend Blaise Zabini, who is so ambitious but righteous and anticlimactic. In addition, Nott lost no time to make up the knife perfectly. With his own efforts, the young master In the nick of time, he got out of the next round of get-out list-it's a pity that he himself didn't know that his name once occupied the top of Professor Rumelia's blacklist.

Their training did not sign any confidentiality agreement, and it was the most common public training. However, because the training content was boring and monotonous, there were only a handful of students who came to visit. As winter approached, the low temperature in the morning made the students turn pale. The number of onlookers plummeted, especially after entering the cold and windy December. Today, several Gryffindor boys who were the same age as Harry came to watch. Min Granger.

After the first project ended, Ron Weasley, under the strong recommendation of Harry Potter, replaced the expelled Eddie Carmichael as the team's candidate Chaser.Because of his outstanding performance on the field, although his skills have yet to be honed, he has great stamina and knows how to quickly adjust himself according to the situation on the court. He is a player who is in his infancy and unexpectedly uses his brain to compete. After Professor Rumelia's observation and confirmation, he was upgraded the day before yesterday Positive pick for the Chaser.But Ron publicly stated that he would prefer to compete for the goalkeeper.

Since then, Ron has been extremely active every time he practiced. With his hard work, Harry was too embarrassed to be lazy. The tireless spirit of the two brothers stimulated the Weasley twins who abused their talents instead of practicing hard, Gryffindor The hard work of the team members made them stand out in the team quickly, and they became a model of positive teaching materials that Professor Rumelia used when he gave them orders.They lived up to the trust of the professor, and it felt wonderful to puff up their chests and set an example in front of the unhappy but helpless Slytherin.

The third round of strength training was over, Professor Rumelia blew the whistle in his mouth, and the team members carried brooms and ball equipment in an orderly manner, and stood in a row in front of Professor Rumelia with their heads held high—thanks to Merlin, they were finally not standing in line When I was walking, I was staggering and whispering.

"That's all for today's morning exercise." Professor Rumelia announced the dismissal.

Ron screamed suddenly, "Merlin, I forgot my homework!"

Harry, who was talking to Nott, was taken aback by Ron's painful look, and asked anxiously, "What homework?"

Hermione was extremely calm, with pity in her eyes. "Did you forget about Potions this afternoon? The last time Professor Snape warned us that we must finish our homework, he would pick people up in class to answer the exercises in the homework."

"Merlin's balls—" Ron wailed, and began to spin the potions professor's sinister intentions. "Speaking of which, would Snape be so kind? Notify us in advance of how we will be tormented in the next class? Doesn't he like to give us 'surprises' the most? This is not in line with his style. Things must be more complicated than what he said... "The Weasley teenager couldn't help but conspire. "I think it is more likely to be a surprise quiz. After we hand in the test papers, he will randomly call people up to answer the difficult questions on the test papers."

Vulgar skunk!Master Malfoy sneered, the young master has always been calm in potions, and Ron's disappointment in potions since he entered school is the "flaming" spell that fueled the young master's arrogance.

Ron yelled at Hermione to lend him his homework.

Nott said to the handsome Ron: "Instead of copying homework, it's better to memorize them. Professor Snape will pick you up and answer nine times out of ten." Knott is confident that more than half of the chances of realization will be achieved.

Draco gave him a sideways look, what are you doing talking so much nonsense with skunks, he must be used to making a fool of himself in public!

"Really?" Ron had a good impression of the "approachable" Nott, and started to panic without much doubt.Just imagining that scene made him feel the horror of the end of the world. At this moment when his breathing became heavier, he felt that he could fight the fire-breathing dragon instead of Harry, and it was better than being attacked by greasy, sharp and contemptuous psychological defenses.

A developing teenager needs love and care very much. He doesn't expect greasy care for him. As long as he is a little bit friendly, don't criticize the wrong question and deduct points viciously, he will thank God for Meilin.Of course, young Ron knew very well in his heart that extravagant hopes would always be out of reach.

After finishing the conversation with Cedric Diggory, and hearing several children's various discussions about homework after Potions class, Master Krum showed a mysterious smile that confused Cedric and was a little bit timid.

"Have you finished your Potions homework?" asked Mr. Hufflepuff to Mr. Diggory.

"Yes, Professor, it's already been done." Mr. Digory was even more confused.

Does this have anything to do with Quidditch?

It wasn't until they met Harry and the others who had finished Potions on the way to the classroom in the afternoon that they realized what was going on.Saying goodbye to the pale-faced Ron and Harry and Granger who didn't know how to comfort him, Mr. Diggory walked into the basement where a light seemed to be missing forever, and into the poorly lit Potions classroom. Professor Snape, who was standing there with cold eyes, was missing, and in front of the blackboard was Professor Lumelia, whom he had just met in the morning.

Cedric, who knew a thing or two about this situation, sat calmly in his old seat. His classmates, Ravenclaw and other students who were in class with him looked at each other in blank dismay. They must have gone to the wrong classroom... Speaking of which, the Quidditch instructor Does Professor Rumelia have a special classroom for teaching?

"Professor." A Ravenclaw boy bravely raised his hand.

"Please say."

"You and Professor Snape switched classes? I did well in the first-year flying lesson, and I don't need tutoring. I hope to get Professor Snape's attention." His smartness caused the Ravenclaws to cover their mouths in sympathy sniggering.

Although the Hufflepuffs didn't feel the joke, they still gave friendly glances. The relationship between the two houses has always been harmonious.

"I will truthfully convey your wish to Professor Snape," Master Krum casually pointed to the blackboard behind him. "Those are the key points to be studied in this class. It is a pity not to teach you how to ride a broom. Since you are interested in Potions, we will have a very good time getting along."

The "alone" Cedric cast a sympathetic look at the complacent Ravenclaw.

May Merlin bless you!

two,

Professor Snape looked critically at the snails in the box, which couldn't be quiet for a moment. "Father of snails" Hagrid counted his baby bumps ecstatically, and seemed to be very interested in snails. Heimdall's detailed description of their birth process.The articulateness and eloquence of the descriptions amazed the Potions Professor.

Snape snorted coldly, this snail was the ugliest and disgusting animal he had ever seen, bar none!He didn't understand why Hagrid wanted to cultivate things that were more useless than scrapped potions. They only had inexhaustible energy and the urge to kill each other, other than that, they had no value in existence.

"Are you sure you want to let the children come into close contact with them in class, and let them help move the nest?" Heimdall didn't agree with Hagrid's whimsy. The lethality of these things is obvious to all. It can be said that they are born with a lack of self-control. Ability is even more unreasonable than a fire-breathing dragon hugging a nest.

"The snail is very gentle..." Hagrid couldn't stop talking. The snail's fire-breathing and exploding tail blew one corner of the box through, splintering pieces of wood and puffing out plumes of black smoke when it hit the ground.

Heimdall gave the flustered Hagrid a look that you understand, and Snape, who couldn't bear it anymore, took a deep breath, "Your irresponsible and naive insistence will bring trouble to the school Hagrid—"

"Hush!" Heimdall gave him a tug, and Snape immediately turned to give him a stern, deeply offended stare.

Heimdall was not frightened by his cold face to change his mind, he mouthed: Rita Skeeter.

Professor Snape frowned suspiciously, but said nothing.

what are you up to?Snape noticed that Heimdall was moving towards the base of Hagrid's hut, and saw that he took out his wand with lightning speed and threw several consecutive spells at the base of the wall.

what happened?Not only Snape was at a loss, but Hagrid was also at a loss.

After a while, Heimdall put away his wand, "Sorry, I can talk now."

"Confusion Curse?" Professor Snape was [-]% sure.

"That's an immediate way to deal with a reporter who never tells the truth about what he sees or hears," Heimdall said.

Hagrid, who understood the ins and outs, shook his beard: "Dumbledore won't allow her to enter the school."

"It can be seen that Mr. Principal's words are not taken seriously." Heimdall expressed regret, and then found that Hagrid had the urge to sue, so he chatted with him a few more words, and pulled Snape to leave.

"I don't understand you telling us to leave school and dragging me to Hagrid's place to waste time!" With this time he could have given a class, Professor Snape was confused by Professor Kenny's way of brushing his presence. Very irritable.

"Just now, I was getting close to Mr. Hagrid." Heimdall confessed.

"You really like snails?" Snape felt compelled to reposition him.

"Of course not," Heimdall continued confessing. "Both of my friends may have to trouble Hagrid for a while in the future, and I'm very relieved to see his love for such irrational animals as Blast-end snails."

"Hagrid only cares about animals," Snape said meanly.

"That's good." Heimdall smiled.

Snape didn't want to dwell on this inexplicable topic, "Where are you taking me?"

"Get my friends," Heimdall said. "Don't worry, I have asked Professor Dumbledore for instructions, and he agreed."

"You mean your 'friend' will come back to Hogwarts with us?" Snape pressed.

"Yes." Heimdall said optimistically. "It's a good thing for Hogwarts students. When my friends enter Hogwarts, Hagrid won't have a whim to ask them to take care of disobedient snails."

Snape was a little curious about his "friend".

When they came to the village of Hogsmeade, the formerly exotic spice shop changed its shape. It not only changed its address, but also expanded its business from a spice shop to a multi-operated grocery store.

Heimdall told him that he might have to wait for a while, Snape drank a cup of tea coldly, got up and walked around the shop, after the Flying Teapot and the shopkeeper exited, he sat back in his seat and asked sharply, "What the hell is your purpose? I don't believe in nonsense that's garnished with friendliness."

"As I said, I hope you can teach Harry Occlumency, you are an expert in this field." Heimdall did not circle around.

"I refuse to have contact with Potter other than in class." Snape's refusal was as decisive as ever.

"He knows too much, his scar keeps hurting, and you guys really aren't worried about what that might reveal?"

"Leaked?" Snape's expression became unpredictable.

"Yes, leak." Heimdall looked at him impartially, and tapped his forehead with his fingers. "Who gave him that scar is well known, that's the connection between him and him, it doesn't seem like a good thing but it's not entirely a bad thing."

Snape frowned at his ambiguous words, and the hardness in his heart was shaken. Of course he didn't like Potter, there was no doubt about it, and he also didn't want Mr. Savior to die.After he is no longer alive, he can die however he wants, but not now.

"You really don't think about it?" Heimdall's eyes flickered. "The proposal to teach Occlumency will not only help Harry Potter get rid of unknown doom, but also allow you to see my secret clearly."

Snape was silent.

Heimdall goes all the way.

three,

Hagrid was finally willing to leave his snails behind, and he also gave up the course arrangement of observing and verifying with the students whether his precious lumps needed hibernation. The two large boxes brought back by Heimdall and Professor Snape were transported to the sea. After going outside the hut, he only had these two uninvited guests who hadn't opened the curtain in his eyes.

"Merlin and the others are so big!" Hagrid exclaimed excitedly.

"Keep your voice down, don't let the students find out." Heimdall winked at him.

"To keep it a secret from the students?" Hagrid asked.

"Also please keep your mouth shut about some lady from France."

Hagrid's rough face flushed from his teasing.

Hagrid almost held his breath when the answer was revealed. He watched intently as Heimdall waved his wand and used a spell to pull back the dark curtain, revealing the perforated metal boxes. The firmness of these boxes withstanding the test made Hagrid salivate , I can’t help thinking about it—if the snails can also use such a box... Then the cover on one side of the big box was slowly opened like a door under the drive of magic, and the ten seconds of silence that made Hagrid almost go berserk passed. , the friends in Heimdall's mouth climbed out of the box from the left to the right, yes, they crawled out, they came from another time and space.

Hagrid looked up at the two huge eight-eyed spiders, and he couldn't help sighing oh, oh.The two spiders, one big and one small, are young and strong. The four pairs of eyes look at each other for a long time, which makes people feel frightened. The hair on the legs is hard and shiny. Although the body is not as big as Aragog in the Forbidden Forest, considering the age of the two spiders , it is uncertain in the future.

Heimdall walked up to the two spiders, "This is the prince and Xiaoba. Professor Dumbledore agrees that they live in the Forbidden Forest temporarily. They will never invade the territory of the eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest. Can you be a middleman for them? ?”

"Temporary stay?" It took Hagrid a long time to come to his senses. "It's not easy," he stroked his beard in embarrassment. "Eight-eyed spiders have a strong sense of territory. They have always adopted a strategy of eating foreigners alive and will not show mercy, even if they are also eight-eyed spiders."

"It's just what I want." The prince's muffled voice sounded.

Hagrid was taken aback.

"The prince is another ruler of the Eight-Eyes community, so don't underestimate him." Heimdall was not worried about the prince being bullied, but instead worried for Aragog in the Forbidden Forest.

Hagrid's eyes lit up, "Can I let them live in my hut?"

"Your hut can accommodate two eight-eyed spiders?"

"I can pitch them a tent."

"Eight-eyed spiders don't like tents," Heimdall couldn't bear to refuse the enthusiasm of Mr. Hagrid, a friend who cares about the chaos of animals, and suggested, "Let them live in the outermost circle of the Forbidden Forest, choose two strong trees, tie them Get two hammocks, I've got the hammocks ready, I'll get them later."

"Green." The prince asked.

Xiao Ba followed closely, "Xiao Ba, red."

Hagrid was surprised, "You're so smart, and you know how to pick colors. Spiders have very weak eyesight."

"Actually, eight-eyed spiders can't see any color. They just live in dark and humid environments. Wizards naturally ignore their true visual ability."

Professor Snape, who had been installing the set boards for a long time, tried to sneak away without anyone noticing, but was stopped by Judge Sturluson, who had eyes and ears, and helped Hagrid and Heimdall to get out after installing two hammocks.After several hours of close contact, Professor Snape was physically and mentally exhausted, and Professor Kenny always played the trick quietly, one after another, and his skill in seeing every stitch was very terrifying.For the first time, the professor had the urge to recommend talents to Dumbledore. It would be a pity that such people would not join the Order of the Phoenix to engage in espionage activities against the mysterious man. For Professor Kenny, it would be too inferior to teach and educate people in an ivory tower.

four,

When Heimdall returned to the lampshade cabin, the sun was already setting. When he opened the door and rushed to the master, he was thrown down first. The two giants, Toffee and the King, pushed Mr. Judge back and forth on the ground like a ball, back and forth three times Not enough, Heimdall yelled exaggeratedly and consciously rolled a few times before they let him go.

"Think about me?" Heimdall hugged the toffee and kissed fiercely. When he turned to the king, he was pushed away by the proud Mr. King.

Heimdall was crying, the king paused, squinted his eyes for a while, and finally leaned up to lick Heimdall's cheek, and was hugged and rubbed by Heimdall.The toffee tasted a little bit, and he rushed forward to fight for favor. He was pressed down by the two big guys and couldn't breathe. The painful ribs warned him that enough should be enough.

Master Krum fell from the sky and rescued Heimdall who was almost crushed.

The black cat pod stood on the master's shoulder and laughed gloatingly, before being hugged by Heimdall and rubbed into a mess.

[My hair is going to be bald by you! ] The pods struggle.

"It's okay, let Professor Snape make you a potion, even if you want to grow white hair, you can do it." Heimdall giggled.

[What's the matter with him! ] Pod asked the master for help.

Heimdall laughed, "What else can happen, people are crazy."

Pods are speechless.

After the master set the meal, Heimdall finally went crazy, got out from under the king's claws, climbed to the table with difficulty and sat down.

Toffee chased after him and hit him with his head, but Heimdall hugged him to comfort him.

"They haven't seen you for a long time." Victor understood why the animal companions were excited. It was the result of several rounds of negotiations that they were able to come over. Heimdall finally convinced the watchers of the police force that he was alone Thin, and animals do not have a decisive influence on the wizarding world, but the number of animals is strictly controlled.

"It feels so good to be missed." Heimdall broke the bread and distributed it to the toffee. The toffee avoided it in disgust, and went back to the king to toss the elastic cushion that the couple had prepared for them.

Heimdall smiled and put the bread into his mouth.

"How about Xiaoba and the prince?" Victor asked.

"They are generally satisfied with their new home. The Forbidden Forest here is almost the same as that over there. Hagrid is the happiest."

"That's someone who values ​​animals more than life," Victor commented.

Heimdall smiled slightly, "The most important thing now may not be animals."

Victor thought for a while, then nodded understandingly.

"The crown prince's willingness to come to help exceeded expectations. I thought he would not leave his kingdom." Heimdall rolled up a ball of basil seafood noodles with a fork.

"This love must be kept in mind." Victor said.

"Of course." Heimdall asked, "How are you doing today, did the substitute class go well?"

The master said meaningfully: "I kind of understand why Professor Snape uses that kind of teaching method in class. It's a different experience."

(23)

one,

Hearing the screams, Heimdall immediately threw down half of the pillows and cushions, and rushed from the other side of the lampshade hut to the vegetable patch with his wand in hand.Nott, who fell into the vegetable field, was rolling and crawling. Fortunately, there were no crops in the field after winter. Even so, he was cultivated by Mr. Krum with a hybrid of fern and biting vine called biting fern. The moving saw-shaped branch tripped and rolled in mud.

Heimdall saw that everything around him was normal, so he grabbed a handful of yellow sand from the broken earthen jar and sprinkled it on the fern, and the fern was soothed that he wrapped himself in the sand and kept to himself. Heimdall waved his wand at Nott's dirty robe, Sweep the dirt off his clothes.

The Knott boy calmed down after thanking him.

"What happened?" Heimdall asked.

Nott looked towards the greenhouse with lingering fear. Toffee came out of the greenhouse energetically and kicked the door with his hind legs.When Nott saw the toffee approaching in a straight line, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly hid behind Heimdall. Heimdall felt the boy trembling behind him.

"Monster!" Nott groaned.

This is a very rare scene for the young Nott who is alone, and he actually knows how to write "fear".

Are there monsters in the wizarding world?Monsters are all magical creatures, but at this time it is obviously impossible to tell the truth. Heimdall felt that if his shaking speed was too severe, he would probably faint on the ground. The young man behind him staggered and almost hugged the ground again.

The movie must be to blame, or where did Knott learn such a "fashionable" word?Heimdall, who works part-time as a consultant teacher of the screening interest group, made a deep reflection at that moment.

"You have already learned it in class, it is Chimera beast." Heimdall introduced.

Nott looked at the toffee that was getting closer and closer to him, tears were about to fall, "I, I'm afraid of this..."

"Are you afraid of animals?" Heimdall had never watched the Protection of Magical Creatures class, and Harry, who liked to share whispers with him, did not disclose this information.

"I'm afraid of large animals." Nott's trembling voice carried an unconscious hiss.

"How do you hide from the Protection of Magical Creatures class?" What if there are elementary and advanced exams in the future?

"Hold on..."

Excellent acting skills, boy!

"Didn't you watch the first part of the Triwizard Tournament?" Could it be that the fire-breathing dragon is special?

"Watch the whole thing with your eyes closed..."

Heimdall, noticing that his face was blue, urged him into the hut to warm himself by the fire.Nott didn't greet him, and quickly entered the door. Heimdall suddenly thought of a problem when he was facing the toffee—the screams came again, and Nott rushed out with snot and tears, hugged him and cried, and worked hard The so-called high-cold image collapsed on this winter morning after a sleet.

The king who was woken up angrily walked out of the house, his coat color glowed beautifully under the careful care of the couple, Nott who was crying rolled his eyes when the king's resentment attacked, Heimdall went to He filled his mouth with half a bottle of medicine that was so bitter that his tongue tingled, which allowed him to breathe normally and calm down at the same time.Not waiting for Heimdall to clean up the mess, the two majestic behemoths soon set off a new wave of screams, and the children of the Rumelia team reported regularly before morning exercises.

After carefully watching for a while, the young Mr. Krum tried to approach Toffee, making sure that Toffee would not attack him. He walked up to Toffee and stroked this beast that made wizards fearful. "This is amazing." Young Krum sighed in a low voice.

Toffee stared at him in bewilderment, and his perplexed little eyes made young Krum laugh. It wasn't until the real master stood in front of the lampshade hut and greeted them to eat that he suddenly realized that he ran to the hut and stopped talking to young Krum. Mu Shisha gave a look.How can a fierce beast be able to touch it if it wants to, and let it get close if it wants to get close? In front of outsiders, Toffee has always put on the Chimera beast's air of ignorance, ferocious and ferocious, full of power.

The souls of the children of the Rumilia team were all taken away by the two behemoths. Nott, the only one who was not interested from the bottom of his heart, became more and more disturbed because of his disinterest. If Professor Rumelia hadn't shocked him on the spot, he would have lost his soul The teenagers have already squeezed into the hut to see what's new.The Weasley twins have bright eyes like light bulbs.

Hermione followed Heimdall around to the other side of the lampshade hut, where Victor's planting tools and cleaning tools, as well as odds and ends for making magic items, were originally stacked, and now these debris were emptied for the screening In the hut, a painted shelf was erected in the vacant space, and the couple prepared to dry and clean the upholstered blankets and other items of the animal companions in the future.

"Ah, the pod!" Hermione happily ran to the pod standing on the sill of the small round window. "Hi pod, remember me?"

Pod meowed.

"Professor Kenny, the pod must still remember me!" Hermione was so happy that she reached out her hand to the pod, and the pod flicked its tail, turned around and jumped back into the house.

Although Hermione was disappointed, her interest remained undiminished, and she wanted to go into the house to have some intimacy with the pod cat, when she heard Heimdall speaking to a cloud of air, "Thank you Winky."

sparkle?

Hermione stopped and turned back.

Then Heimdall said: "Please hang the cushion on the shelf, today is the rare sunny day in a week, well, it's not the right word, but I can see blue instead of gray clouds overhead. I am satisfied." The big candy-colored cushion embroidered with Q-version Chimera and Hunting Hulk was easily lifted onto the shelf by the magic of the house elf, and the elf even carefully flattened the folds of the cushion. Generally, it is necessary to ensure that the placement angle and length of the cushion are consistent with the cushion.

"By the way, take out the pod pillow too, yesterday she couldn't wait to go to sleep without wiping her mouth—" Heimdall didn't finish speaking, screams came from the open small round window, from the white exclusive pillow The pod that rolled up jumped onto the windowsill and roared angrily at Heimdall.

White pillows flew from the pods out of the window and out into the house.

"Sorry sorry, I didn't know you were lying in bed—"

Another burst of intense screams sounded, and the veins on Doudou's forehead were about to burst.

[I'm dozing off!Not staying in bed! ]

"Okay, all in all it's my fault, I'm sorry Missy, we just kindly take out the pillow for you to blow some air," Heimdall fished up the pillow that flew to his side, and pointed at a small ball that was so pale that it was almost invisible Show marks of stains. "It must be cleaned up for you, don't be angry, Miss."

Doudan's eyes are round and round, but because of his figure and appearance, he can't show the slightest momentum.

Victor came to the window sill, hugged the pod into his arms, "It's time to eat." The pod let out a comfortable humming frequently as it was touched by his hand, and the anger disappeared.

"Are you hungry?" The master and Heimdall exchanged glances, turned and left holding the pod.

Hermione's attention did not leave the cute black cat that disappeared, and there was a strange bang bang sound, the sound was somewhat familiar, and she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.Sure enough, the little elf shimmered in outline. It stood under the shelf, shaking its lips to shed tears, and kept hitting the shelf with its head. The whole shelf and the soft cushion on the shelf trembled under its impact, showing that it didn't care about itself. show mercy.

"Merlin, why do you have so many tears—" Hermione held her head in pain, as if she could feel the pain of the shelf hitting her head. "Please don't cry—"

Such persuasion will always be counterproductive. Heimdall, who has some experience in dealing with elves, said to Shining, who selflessly punished himself: "Since you feel that you have made a mistake, your self-punishment will only make the mistake worse. Because you Wasted my time and delayed work that should have been done within time."

Shining's trembling stopped, and the wail soon became weaker. It bit its lip firmly, tears fell from its big eyes, mixed with snot, and fell on its dirty skirt.

Once the horrible shriek is gone, Winky's crying is more sympathetic to pityers, at least Hermione finds Winky very pitiful, more difficult than the hysterical Winky she met when she and Harry and Ron sneaked into the kitchen. relieved.

She strode over to Winky.

"It's not your fault Winky, you are doing your best to work for Professor Kenny, you have nothing to do at fault." Hermione didn't understand Heimdall's intentions, and felt that what he said really fit his pure-blood identity, she didn't Accusing Heimdall of lack of sympathy, in fact, good friend Ron is full of doubts about the "Elf Liberation Front" movement she is trying to launch, and does not understand why she wants to make trouble for herself.In Hermione's view, Professor Kenny didn't boss around Winky, and she was already at the forefront of most pure-bloods. Learning to respect elves and abandoning slavery was the core idea of ​​Hermione's movement.

Shining, who hoped to stop crying, suddenly became louder and cried more fiercely.

Hermione didn't know what she said wrong, and wailed, "Why are you crying again..."

Heimdall turned around and sighed. Being too gentle with the elves won't work, but with Hermione's temperament, she would probably never use such a cunning method as slapping one another in the movement to liberate the elves.

Shining's cry was too loud, and some students who habitually came to watch the couple's daily life followed the cry. Heimdall, who didn't want to be surrounded by a large army, had no choice but to deliver an ultimatum in stern words: "If you delay I would be very angry at my job, do you want me to be disappointed in your ability to do your job? Your boyfriend and Professor Dumbledore speak highly of you, and I have heard from your master that you are capable, That doesn’t seem to be the case today.”

"Professor Kenny!" said Hermione angrily. "You should praise Winky instead of accusing it of being disobedient. It's not wrong, is it? It just obeys orders."

"Miss Granger, I hired Winky to improve work efficiency, not to give it psychological counseling. As the initiator of the Liberation Front, why don't you work hard on elves when you can't find wizards, if they are not Blame yourself, but learn to make up for your mistakes and get back on your feet, and know when the right time to shed a tear is, I think, more endearing."

"That's what wizards did—"

Before Hermione could finish arguing, Winky wiped away her tears and snot with her sleeve, and said in a high-pitched crying voice, "Winky, Winky has to work hard, Mr. Kenny knows Winky's master, Winky has been praised by the master... "

"Yes, your ability is very outstanding. You are a good elf. I have seen it with my own eyes, so please don't let me down." Heimdall said in a particularly disapproving tone.

Hermione frowned.

Winky was very excited, "Master, the master said Winky is a good elf...Master, Winky wants to work, work..." It focused on the drying work, and once again aimed at the placement of up, down, left, and right, and saw Out is a Virgo elf with obsessive-compulsive symptoms.

Hermione noticed that Winky's clothes were different from the ones she saw in the kitchen that day. Winky wore the same dress that day. My friend is more sophisticated than that ecstasy mix-and-match, but today, except for the skirt on the lower body, the upper body has changed to a black round-neck T-shirt with a few holes on the side and the hem. This dress is neater than the original suit top too much.The shiny hat was gone, revealing a smooth forehead and big ears like bat wings.

After finishing work in the morning, Winky happily reported that the task was completed. Hermione thought it was cute when it was optimistic. Before that, she thought Dobby was the cutest elf she had ever seen. Of course, the big reason was that Dobby was the only one Pioneer elves who understand the meaning of the House-Elf Liberation Front.

Heimdall inspected Winky's work results in a vague manner, winky twisted her fingers, and nervously followed behind.

Heimdall checked carefully, wiping the shelves with his fingers for dust, whether animal droppings had fallen on the window sills, whether the plants in the pots were properly cared for, and turned to the small lampshade.