HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 22 Muggle Research Lab

The Blue Cotton Magic Bookstore is a medium-sized three-story building. The medium-scale here is a judgment made after comparing it with all the shops on Midsummer Avenue.Although it looks about the same size as Lihen Bookstore in Diagon Alley from the outside, it is actually much more spacious inside.

Blue Kapok is not full of books as high as the ceiling like Lihen. There are only posters hanging in the glass windows here, but no sample books to display. Be careful to get the book on the ground, it will automatically return to its original place.Customers don't have to worry about the cleanliness of the store and the order of the books, that's not a problem at all.

Any wizard who enters the Blue Cotton Bookstore will find that this place is not like any bookstore you have visited in other places. It is spacious and bright, and the floor height is much higher than you think.There are no dim lights, old wooden stairs or depressing narrow passages here. The blue kapok bookstore paved with marble and terrazzo is like an open-air atrium, and the stone escalator to the second or third floor stands prominently On both sides of the gate, bright glass lanterns are hung on the walls, green vines wrap the thick rough walls, and dark ferns are planted in every corner.There is no bookish atmosphere here, but it looks like a retro cafe.

Heimdall raised his eyes and glanced around, and felt that this was a book store, similar to a Muggle supermarket - even the cash register was set at the door.

There are partition signs next to the stairs on the left and right sides, which describe the order of the bookshelves and the destination map of the books in detail. Just look at the partition signs to see where the book you are looking for is.

Is this bookstore really just medium-sized?The boy sighed.

[The spell books are all on the third floor. 】The black cat is still lying on his shoulder.

Heimdall looked at the tall stairs and climbed up without any complaints.The design of this bookstore is quite user-friendly. Whenever you stop to rest while climbing the stairs, there will be tea and snacks waiting for you anytime, anywhere, and once you reach the second floor, a hand-woven basket will automatically fly from the basket shelf to By your side, it will follow you until you check out and step out of the store.The black cat explained that this is for storing books, so that you don't have to search while holding the book, which saves trouble and effort.

It is more and more like a supermarket, even with trolleys, and they are automatic.

On the third floor, rows of bookshelves were dazzling, and Heimdall was a little confused.

"It's not all spell books, is it?"

[Of course not, don’t you have your eyes? The partition sign clearly states that spell books and others are sold on this floor. 】Other... Muggle books are also on this floor?

Heimdall suddenly reacted, "Hey, who are you saying has no eyes?! I don't want to be scolded by a cat!"

[You are racist. 】

How does it even know this word? !

One person and one cat were so focused on bickering that they almost bumped into another person next to the bookshelf.Heimdall immediately apologized, but the other party didn't care, nodded and continued digging into the book.When one person and one cat walked more than ten steps away, Heimdall suddenly turned around and walked back.The black cat arched its back and raised its drooping head.

【What are you going to do? 】

Heimdall didn't respond, and walked up to the boy he bumped into just now, and patted him on the shoulder. The boy turned around and felt puzzled and hesitant when he saw him.

"Is something wrong?"

Heimdall pointed to a pen in the young man's hand. Although the young man was at a loss, he still handed over the pen.Heimdall picked it up and said—

"This is a ballpoint pen, and the refill inside can be replaced." He unscrewed the pen barrel and took out the refill as he spoke, the boy's eyes suddenly widened.He reinstalled the refill and twisted the pen barrel, then pressed the button on the back of the pen barrel, and the pen tip protruded from the pen barrel.

"This way you can write." He put the pen back into the opponent's hand.

[You know a lot about Muggles. 】

Because he turned out to be a Muggle.

"Wait." The ballpoint pen boy stopped him.

"What's wrong?" It was him this time.

The boy with a ballpoint pen took out a large handful of Muggle stationery from his robe pocket, his dark ocher eyes were full of excitement and anticipation, like a preschooler eager to reveal a Christmas present, he said, "Do you know how to use these?"

"Meow~~~~" the black cat let out a long series of groans.

Heimdall blinked and replied calmly, "I think I know."

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Ballpoint pen boy, no, Mr. Lefey Nice warmly invited Heimdall to have a cup of hot drink at 18 Midsummer Avenue. Heimdall did not object, because from his experience, wizards who like Muggles are not bad wizards .

The black cat didn't like it very much, and Heimdall chose to ignore it.

No. 18 Zhongxia Avenue is a beverage shop, as long as it is drinkable, almost all of them are sold here.Of course, those drinks that are only available to adult wizards will naturally not be sold in public, but if you know some ways, there are still ways to get them.

"So you're a first-year freshman after school starts?" Nice handed him a cup of coffee. Heimdall thanked him and refused the additional condiments.

"It's a freshman, but not a freshman."

"Oh, that's right, but it's amazing, a preparatory student, and he's also the next head of the laboratory." Nice said with a smile, "You can come to me if you have any questions in the future. I'll be promoted to the third grade after school starts."

"Thank you."

"Then." Feeling that the pleasantries were enough, Nice put down the glass and couldn't wait to take out his treasures. "Let's get started," he said.

Heimdall cleared his throat and nodded.

Then that afternoon, he was entangled in the complicated knowledge of fountain pens, ballpoint pens, marker pens, watercolor pens, etc., dismantling everything and explaining everything until the other party understood, understood, and had fun.

[You act like a real Muggle when you play with those things. ] On the way back, the black cat told him so.

He'd thought that was the end of it, but it wasn't.

Lefey Ness found him again, in front of the school's messenger shack.He also called friends and friends to more than a dozen people.They are all friends of Ness, they have the same hobby - muggles.

"Muggle research lab?" Heimdall followed the crowd towards the castle. "Why don't I remember that the school opened this research room?" He asked suspiciously.No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for Durmstrang, who advertises a pure-blood admission model, to encourage students to study Muggles.

"We built it ourselves." Niss said nonchalantly: "We don't care about whether the research room has been implemented on the site at all. We just want to learn about Muggles and everything about them through the right channels."

Heimdall looked at each of them seriously, and their young faces were filled with a strong thirst for knowledge about unknown things. These teenagers wanted to understand Muggles and things outside this closed magical world.It is a desire to break through barriers, and it is also a desire to be underestimated.

"Well," said Heimdall, "if you want to learn about Muggles, you'd better start with the Muggles of your own country. My advice is, buy a history book and a Muggle dictionary , and start reading from the beginning."

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"Diary October [-], [-]"

I finally spoke to him and felt my soul sing as he looked at me with those beautiful dark brown eyes.

It was a wonderful feeling.

I said the name to him, and only the name.I know he would never be as nice as he is today if I told him my last name.I can't even imagine him and his friends treating me like Snape, I don't want that, really don't.

I couldn't choose my family, and he couldn't kill his surname, a noble enough one to match Malfoy.

The only consolation is that we were both born into pure-blood wizarding families, and I am truly delighted by that sameness.

That's the only thing I have in common with him.

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[Look, what I said is correct.You are pure blood. 】The black cat wagged its tail triumphantly.

Heimdall frowned.This is unreasonable. Pure blood generally does not exclude another pure blood. They will take decisive measures to resolve conflicts before they may spark conflicts. Pure blood has a subconscious existence of alliance and mutual assistance.What does the phrase "he will never be as nice as he is today" mean?And what's the meaning of "he and his friends treated Snape like that"?

The black cat stopped paying attention to the diary, but turned to other things.

[Did you receive the letter this morning?Is it from England? 】

"From Ms. Lovegood, the intern editor-in-chief of "The Quibbler", the content of the letter is to urge me to make a trip as soon as possible." Heimdall turned out the letter very generously and threw it to the cat. "I need someone to give me an opinion, but based on the harsh reality, the cat's opinion is also within my range of acceptance."

[Which aspect do you want? 】

Heimdall said with unusual seriousness: "If Romania and Egypt were put in front of you together, which would you choose?"

[Romania. 】

"why?"

Confusion flashed in the violet eyes. [Don't you want to see the dragon with your own eyes? ] "But as a cat, Egypt is your choice. That country has worshiped cats since thousands of years ago, and it is a pilgrimage site for cats all over the world."

Heimdall felt that the black cat's eyes were a bit strange, and when the strange eyes swept over him, flames ignited from his chest for no reason.

After a long silence, the black cat said: 【Cats don't like to see the mummy of the same kind. 】

Heimdall understood: "I'm not interested in mummies either."

In the end, they voted unanimously for Albania.

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【III-The busy first grade】