HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 436 New Member

Unlike one of the escorts, the task performed by the second one was far less entangled.Rommel made it very clear, he didn't instruct him to be around someone to flatter him, and he didn't say that he must win the reincarnation's favor during this trip. His purpose was very clear, that is, to "curve to save the country".Completing a backdoor operation for Heimdall can actually retire.

The reason why I stayed was to witness the whole process.

After the task of the day was over, the second escort stood at the gate of the magic institution, facing the golden sunset, watching Heimdall and the two elderly figures disappear at the end of the alley.He turned around and nodded neither humble nor humble to Solger, who had a bad complexion, and exchanged unpredictable and profound glances with one of the accompanying people, pretending not to understand the reincarnation's angry look of wanting to ask a teacher, and went back to report the letter first.

Solger had a pooping face, intense negative emotions condensed in his chest, and it was about to explode.

One of the escorts didn't bother to appease him, and let the storm intensify in Solger's body, spinning and roaring.

***

When the second escort walked into Rommel's office, he was handing an unsealed letter to the house-elf Dodoma.

The second escort immediately bowed his head when he saw it, and made a gesture to leave.

Rommel waved to him, beckoning him to sit down and wait a while.

The second escort was a cautious person who didn't dare to make mistakes, but stood in front of the gate.

Rommel did not force him, but instead said to Dodoma, "Let Hina send this breeding certificate to Rigg."

"Why didn't you send it directly to the young master?" Perhaps there would never be another house-elf in the world who dared to ask the master so confidently.

"Isn't it okay for me to let you meet your girlfriend?" Rommel didn't care about it. "Shall I give you a day off?" Rommel raised the corners of his mouth meaningfully.

"You just advanced my vacation, not 'give me a day off'." Dodoma's tone was as calm as ever, even though it was pointing out the inappropriate wording of the host.

"I gave you a chance to change jobs." Rommel said again. "Who made you a working class? I pay you a salary, and I have the right to issue orders to you. Unless one day someone or a certain group of people launches a movement to overthrow a certain established system and liberate house elves all over the world. Wait until the wizarding community affirms that it has brought positive impact to our world and recognizes the legitimacy of this sport. Dear Dodoma, at that time, let’s talk about today’s topic.”

Rommel tapped the envelope on the table, and said slowly: "Can you please send this to my son?"

"Dodoma is willing to serve you."

The letter and the house-elf disappeared at the same time.

Bickering with one's own house-elf is also a joy of life.

Rommel happily turned to the second escort, "Sit." He pointed to the fabric chair in front of the desk.

Only then did the second escort let him do what he said.

"How does my son look?" Rommel inserted the quill back into the inkwell.

"You're in good spirits." The second of the accompanying staff spoke concisely.

Rommel laughed.

"Master Solger..."

Rommel immediately interrupted him, "Now is not the time to talk about this person. Tell me about today's situation."

The boss's instructions are very clear, except for Master Rigg, no one else has anything to worry about.At least not worth mentioning until all his questions are met.

The second escort had no choice but to raise his spirit a hundred times and tell what he had seen and heard today.

***

Victor went to the Three Broomsticks to wait for someone before four o'clock in the afternoon, and stayed there until dusk, when Heimdall opened the door and entered.When he entered the door, his feet slipped and he fell backwards. Victor jumped up nervously. Fortunately, he didn't really fall on all fours, and was supported by Gironde who followed him.

Victor breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately went up to meet him.

After Heimdall stood firm, he turned his head and smiled at Girond, who patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to look ahead.Heimdall turned his head back, narrowed his eyes unnaturally, and then suddenly opened his arms and rushed over.

Gironde let go quickly.

"Wei——" Heimdall rushed over with bright eyes.

After being caught by Victor, he suddenly pouted his mouth, pecked at his boyfriend's face, and licked the saliva all over his face.

Victor was a little surprised at first, but when he smelled the alcohol on his body, and saw his dull eyes and flushed cheeks, he suddenly realized that he had drunk too much.

"I'm back..." Heimdall hiccupped, shaking his body from side to side involuntarily.

"Just come back." Victor kissed his cheek.

Heimdall started giggling.

Victor put his arms around his shoulders, and after making sure that he would not collapse, he turned to Gironde and nodded politely, "Thank you for bringing him back."

After the group of three came out of the magic institution, Gordon had seen enough of the same scenery, and proposed to have a drink, but no one objected.They found a wizarding bar that was said to be quite famous in the local area. The bar sold beer and gin (gin) produced in Belgium.Many people only know that the quality of gin produced in the Netherlands is high. In fact, Belgium is the second largest producer of gin in the world.

Heimdall had never drank the legendary spicy and sweet Belgian gin, and Golden was an unscrupulous person, so he poured down one cup after another, and it didn't take long for him to drink it under the table.

"I'm sorry, I didn't watch him." Although it was not his responsibility, Gironde still felt that he was not enough to supervise, and Strulusson was not yet of age.

Victor, of course, would not agree with his statement. After the two of them exchanged polite greetings, they parted ways at the gate of the Three Broomsticks.

Before leaving, Gironde said to Victor: "He has applied for several magic demonstrations today, but he has not yet been assigned a number. If the magic organization comes to notice, let him (referring to Heimdall) send me a letter .”

According to the social status of the chief judge, if he really wanted to, he could just ask someone to inquire about this kind of matter, but he still asked Heimdall to inform him.

What is the meaning behind the words, Victor is not an idiot, he quickly nodded and agreed.

***

It was already the next morning when Heimdall woke up completely.It was dark outside, and it was not yet daylight.He stared blankly at the ceiling reflecting the silver-white sparkling water, and couldn't remember how he came back and how he slept on the bed.

He turned his head to look at the person next to him. Victor's facial features outlined vague arcs in the dark, and the sound of regular breathing made him gradually eliminate his impetuosity and become peaceful.

Heimdall closed his eyes reassuringly, and then suddenly opened them wide in the next second.

what?

Both hands moved under the quilt, and after a while, they stretched out the quilt.He looked hesitantly at the tennis ball he held in his hand...to be more precise, it should be an egg.

Heimdall couldn't help sitting up, staring dumbfounded at this egg with irregular light gray stripes on its surface, which looked like a stone ball, and remained motionless for a long time.

"……What's wrong?"

Heimdall came back to his senses, and found that Wick probably stood up and looked at him sleepily.

Heimdall blinked, "...I'm probably dreaming."

Victor was even more puzzled, but he didn't rush to make a sound.

Heimdall held the "stone ball" in his hands, his face was still in shock, "I gave birth to an egg."

Victor was taken aback when he heard the words, and then couldn't help laughing.This smile made all the drowsiness disappear.

Victor sat up, hugged Heimdall's shoulders, and touched his forehead and face, "It seems that the wine is not sober."

"How did I get back?" Heimdall felt as if he had lost his memory, so he was a little concerned.

I hope there is no drunkenness, no jokes.

Seeming to understand what he was worried about, Victor said: "It's not the first time I've seen you drunk, don't worry, you'll be more at ease when you're drunk."

It's more worry-free, which means it's a little bit disturbing.

Heimdall was confused.

"I didn't say anything bad, like anti-government remarks."

Victor calmly said that he was too worried.

Before Heimdall could relax, Victor said again, "You said Grindelwald is more handsome than you imagined."

"...This is me, it's just a sudden feeling, it's nothing." Heimdall smiled weakly.

Victor snorted, noncommittal, making it difficult for people to understand his emotional trend.

Heimdall decided to respond to all changes with the same and stop with static.

"You later said that you still prefer Mr. Magic's face."

Heimdall murmured, unsure whether to nod or shake his head now.

Seeing his aggrieved appearance, Viktor was overjoyed, and his face was calm, "In the end, you said that Vasilyevich is the most suave and free-spirited, extraordinary."

"Of course, Jolf's sweetheart." Heimdall was very confident this time.

Victor didn't say anything else, he smacked his lips, got off the bed, and walked into the bathroom.

Heimdall jumped out of bed with the egg in his arms - he forgot to put it down out of habit. When he came to the fireplace, Toffee was still soundly asleep, but the pod cat was awake.Little Eight Eyes doesn't like an overly warm sleeping environment, so he goes to squeeze with Olar every night. The temporary messenger room is the room with the temperature closest to the outdoor temperature in the whole ship.

Just as Heimdall sat down in front of the fireplace, the pod cat lying on the soft cushion turned over lazily and said to him: "You made him so happy yesterday." ]

"What else did I do last night?" Heimdall lost all confidence in himself.

[Nothing but shouting in the common room that the most handsome man in the world is Victor Krum. ]

Heimdall's face turned green, "In the common room?"

[If your classmates didn't hold you back, you would have stepped on Karkaroff directly. ]

"Students? The principal is here? My God..." Heimdall burst into tears.

Faceless.

Heimdall sighed, inadvertently glanced at the egg that he was still holding, and wondered, "What's the matter with this egg?" Now that he has completely woken up, he will no longer speak nonsense.

[From Hina, there is another letter, and Krum has kept it for you. ]

Heimdall turned around and saw Victor coming out of the bathroom with wet hair on his head. He quickly stood up and walked over, "Is this the egg of the Chimera?"

Victor nodded and took out the letter that came with the egg.

Heimdall sat on the edge of the bed, put the egg on his lap, opened the envelope, and found that inside was the certificate of raising the fake Chimera with complete formalities.

Although the Greek Ministry of Magic has always declared that private chimeras are not allowed to be kept, the Heimdall family is far more than the one they helped to handle for the breeding of fake Chimeras.Every year, Chimera eggs flow out of Greece through abnormal channels. A large part of the reason is that they still don't forget to put on a show after stealing.

While strongly denouncing wandering wizards at international conferences for stealing and destroying precious magical creatures in Greece, while knowingly breaking the law, making profits from it, and obtaining huge monetary returns.

There are very few Chimeras in the world. Similarly, where are there so many fake Chimeras in the world?

Notorious international smugglers such as Hua Peacock Junker had good "communication" with the local authorities, and used gold gallons to clear them in advance and cleared all checkpoints.If it hadn't been for others to open the door of convenience, Juncker's "business" would not have been able to expand.

No matter what, with the breeding certificate, Heimdall can accept the eggs with peace of mind.

This is covered with the official seal of the Department of Magical Beast Regulation and Control of the Greek Ministry of Magic, and a disclaimer from the Chimera Beast Supervision Center.

Heimdall decided to store these things in Gringotts when he had time, and it was safer to let the goblin help him look at them than the wizard himself.

"Do I have to hold it all the time?" Although the surface of this egg is not smooth enough, the tentacles are warm and moist, and it is not big and heavy, so it is not difficult to hold it.

"I'm afraid it will be crushed." Heimdall was worried.

"It won't be broken so easily. The Chimera's egg shell is very hard. Let it get acquainted with you as soon as possible and establish a relationship with you in advance, so as not to recognize you when it comes out." Victor said.

Bean Pod added, [Chimeras are magical creatures with high intelligence, and the closer they are to breaking their shells, the stronger their perception of the outside world.Just like you human beings, mothers often talk to the babies in their womb during pregnancy to give prenatal education.You hold it all the time, and it has feelings too. ]

Heimdall nodded cautiously, since he decided to keep it, he must keep it healthy.

"I remember that the textbook said that Chimaera eggs do not need to hatch, but the island of Twilight is humid and hot all year round, and the climate is very suitable for the growth of Chimaera cubs. Should I move it to the fireplace, and then pour water on it?"

[It is still an egg, no need, the outside temperature has little effect on the cub in the egg, but after it breaks its shell, you must pay attention to the temperature change. ]

Heimdall gently stroked the rough surface with his hands, and felt the changes inside while holding his breath. He didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or other factors. He felt that with the sliding of his palm, the temperature of the piece of egg wall under his hand would increase. Then it rises, as if the little guy inside is following his palm and moving.

Heimdall was extremely excited. If the cub really responded, it meant that the time for it to break its shell was very close.

"This is a new member of our family." Heimdall announced solemnly, his eyes swept away, and he found that Toffee had woken up at some point, looking at the egg in his hand with round eyes.

Heimdall knelt down and brought the egg to it, "It's your brother or sister inside, Toffee is your brother."

Toffee went up to sniff the wall of the egg, and then let out a low howl.

The eggs are motionless.

Toffee waited for a while, felt bored, turned around, and went back to sleep generously.

Heimdall and Wicker laughed dumbfounded when they saw this.

Bean Pod suggested, [Before it comes out, hurry up and think of a name. ] Realized something again, and said to Victor, [You want one. ]

Heimdall gave it an angry look, "I've thought of the name a long time ago, it's called cookie."

as expected.Doudou looked up to the sky and sighed exaggeratedly.

Victor put his hand on the egg and said, "Cookie, cookie, yes, it's very easy to say."

When Doudou heard this, he shook his head, as if he couldn't bear it.

Heimdall raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "Welcome the new member, Little Bread."

The egg in his hand moved imperceptibly.