HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 476 The King Comes Out of the Cage

On the first day of July, the family of Mrs. Krum’s second son, who went on vacation to the Black Sea, returned to Bulgaria. Heimdall not only saw Vidin, Daisy and Bernik whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, but also met the new members of their family , Miss Klum, a nine-month-old yellow-haired girl.

Daisy's surprise when she saw Heimdall standing in the front hall of the Rhodope Manor was obvious, and she stepped forward to give him a warm kiss and hug.

"It's been a month? You're still alive?" If it weren't for the great help of her natal family and Weidin's perseverance, she and Weidin might not have made it to this day, so Daisy was quite afraid of her mother-in-law's fighting power.

"Madam is a relatively easy-talking person, she is not unreasonable."

There is nothing wrong with a grandmother wishing for the success of her offspring, and there is nothing wrong with the head of the family wishing for a full house of children and grandchildren. It is just that everyone looks at life from their own standpoint, and naturally they are "enemies" if they disagree.

Heimdall doesn't want to talk about who is right and who is wrong.

Daisy smiled meaningfully, "You haven't seen my daughter yet." She waved to Victor, who had just taken over her daughter from Vidin, and changed the subject smoothly.

Her hair was shaggy with natural curls, very sturlupine in color; she had a chubby little face, probably just waking up, with a faint blush in her cheeks; her eyes were Krum's dark brown, matching her My father was very similar, with Krum's brows too, although they were not thick enough, they were more or less defined.

All in all, she is a girl who looks very energetic.

Heimdall couldn't help smiling, the yellow-haired girl opened her mouth and laughed, she didn't know what she was laughing about, she showed her two newly grown deciduous teeth on her lower gum, and licked her little finger.Heimdall was extremely curious, and took out the little doll that made noises that he had prepared early in the morning to tease. The little girl laughed even more cheerfully and danced in Victor's arms. Heimdall raised his eyes to meet the smiling Will Kedo exchanged glances, and they both saw joy in each other's eyes.

"Do you want a hug?" Daisy suggested.

"Can you?" Even so, Heimdall's eyes were fixed on the little girl.

Daisy winked at Victor, and Victor said, "Do you know how to hug?"

"I will." Heimdall nodded and took the girl from Victor.

The yellow-haired girl's eyes were wide open, she didn't recognize her, she stared at Heimdall intently.Heimdall kissed her cheek, the girl giggled, and Heimdall could not help but praise, "What a lively and beautiful little girl."

A smug smile appeared on Daisy's face.

Daisy said to her daughter: "Honey, do you see, this is Heimdall Strulusson, your..." Nephew?brother?Counting from Krum's side?Or from the Sturlusons?Daisy was at a loss.

The three of them looked at each other, this generation is really messed up.

"Rig, I'm Rig." It's always right to call someone by name directly, Heimdall doesn't care about seniority at all.

"What's her name?" Heimdall asked Daisy.

"Dorit Krum, nicknamed Jona." (Big name: DorritKrum, nickname: Jona, the translation of Dickens' "Little Dorrit" is Little Dorrit, we will not follow that translation.)

This evening's dinner was the Krum family's first family dinner after Heimdall arrived in Bulgaria. Even Veronica, who likes to run around and can't stay still for a moment, returned to the old house.

Heimdall was surprised to find that Luna was also one of the participants, and she also went on this vacation. Bernik went to England to pick up people.Bernick took her home confidently and let her join the family dinner, which was equivalent to publicly acknowledging the relationship between the two, or clarifying Luna's identity.

Heimdall peeked at Mrs Krum, under the bright but flickering candlelight, the lady's face flickered.

Fortunately, there were no embarrassing scenes. Mrs. Crumb was a respectable person, and even if she made a scene, she would not choose the time when the second son's family had just returned from vacation and the family was happy.

Luna didn't wear gold, silver, or jewelry. She was dressed similarly to when she attended the Christmas ball, a little more elegant than usual. The only jewelry on her body was a pair of rose gold earrings that Bernick gave her, and she didn't wear heavy makeup.She is young, and youth is a weapon. I believe she knows this herself.

She was very quiet all through dinner, not saying a word.

After dinner, he and Luna were finally able to talk alone.

"I came back with them," Luna said. "After that, I went directly to Bernick's house. I didn't come here, and even if I came, I probably wouldn't be welcome." There was no expression of irony, sarcasm, or self-deprecation on her face. Flattery, and no insinuation.

In other words, without Mrs. Krum's nod, Luna would not take the initiative to come to the manor for dinner.

Thinking of this, Heimdall sat beside her with a smile on his face, "It's a girl after all, I was cheeky and uninvited."

"Of course, you can't have children." Luna went straight to the point when she spoke.

Ordinary people can't stand being so sharp, Heimdall couldn't laugh or cry, "Can you stop being so blunt?"

"Did I say something wrong?" Luna still looked calm.

"Only Bernick can stand you." Heimdall uttered something casually, but Luna blushed. Heimdall bowed his head and swept away. Well, both hands started to grab the skirt.

So innocent?Heimdall chuckled, and Luna gave him an uncomfortable look.

"I think you finally look like a girl." Heimdall said with emotion.

On the other end, the Krum brothers, who hadn't seen each other for a while, were sitting on a double sofa talking.

"Mom and Dad like Luna very much." Bernick said to his cousin. "I'm also used to her popping up a sentence or two that doesn't match the words from time to time. Luna is a good girl."

Victor couldn't help laughing, is there a connection between "the preface doesn't match the postscript" and "she's a good girl"?

"You don't need to tell me if she's okay, as long as you think it's okay." There was a pause. "Really decided? Is it her?"

"It's decided, I plan to get married when she turns 17." Bernick picked up the porcelain cup on the coffee table, and unconsciously traced the twist-shaped colored glaze on the edge of the cup with his fingers.

"Both Vidin and Daisy agree?"

"My mother said to let me figure it out, and my father also meant the same thing. They said that they walked the road by themselves, so don't complain to them if you have any problems in the future." Bernick shrugged.

"Where's grandma?" Victor took a snack and ate it.

"There are still a few years before Luna graduates, let's talk about it at that time." Bernick is not a person who is looking for trouble. "That's probably what you plan to do. Get married as soon as Rieger graduates." His cousin was actually more anxious than he was.

Victor's expression looked a little distressed, "My situation is more complicated, not only our family, but also the Stulusson family, plus the British side..."

"...As long as Rieg likes you, these are not problems." Bernick found that his problems had become clouds in front of his cousin.

Victor smiled lightly, the bitterness and helplessness were beyond words.

"I'm in a very cheerful mood." Bernick put down his glass and hooked his cousin's shoulder. "It's wonderful to have you as a reference at home, and the value of my life is definitely affirmed."

Victor hit him in the stomach with a left hook, and Bernick collapsed on the sofa.

The moment the king came out of the cage, Heimdall was nervous. When he was placed in the cage, he had only a vague idea of ​​its height and length—it didn’t look small, and he would only have a size to hunt when he got out of the cage. Awareness.

The king was nearly two meters long, with shiny fur, vigorous steps, and smooth muscle lines. He looked strong and powerful, with the power to strangle everything.

Even though he was blind in one eye, his majestic momentum remained undiminished.

It just howled in a low voice, and the whole floor was suddenly silent, and a few small ones in the cage were trembling.

Heimdall rolled his eyes, light would scare some small animals.

The king circled Heimdall in a circle, as if he was going to do some kind of lap exercise.

"What are we going to do next?" Heimdall hurriedly asked the instructors for fear that it would pee on him.

Today is the due date for a month of flickering. The two instructors, who were so busy that they could not see the beginning and end, came together. They first affirmed Heimdall's work and expressed their appreciation for the successful results of flickering. Thank you for your active cooperation.

The anemic person smiled lightly, not as humble as the one in the training center.

"I haven't started training yet, and I don't know how the result will be. It's too early to be happy now." The words were like a basin of ice water, and the smiles on the faces of the instructors froze on their faces.

The staff of the training center rushed forward before the cold field, "We will arrange some physical recovery training for the king, and how to cooperate with the wizard is up to you."

The instructors nodded and said to Heimdall: "Go to the training ground outside and see if it can adapt to your magic frequency."

Three people plus one vampire plus one animal gathered on a grassy pasture.

Under the scorching sun, the anemic person pulled up the hood of his uniform robe and covered his head, his pale face was hidden in the shadow surrounded by the hood.The uniform robes of the police force follow a well-regulated route in design, there are no strange shapes, and the tailoring is relatively simple, just like military uniforms. The epaulettes and medals are the decorations that should be pursued. They are worn by the heads of the police force on their chests. There are many kinds of medals, and there are many.These are all affirmations and commendations to the wizards who go through life and death for the long-term peace and stability of the magic world.

The robes of the police force have the same meaning as police uniforms. They have a uniform and a police number. These things cannot be modified at will. Clothes and other items must be returned after retirement. Only in rare special circumstances are minor changes on the robes allowed, such as The gown of the anemic person is attached to the hat.

"Try apparating." An instructor said, pointing to a solitary wooden fence 50 meters away. "It's there."

Heimdall asked blankly, "Do you have any explanation?"

"No matter what kind of Hulk, they can apparate with wizards. We want to test your compatibility in this regard."

That's it, that's probably what I said about adapting to the frequency of magic.

"What should I do?" Heimdall was always ready.

"It will follow you by itself, just move over there." The instructor smiled at him.

Heimdall squinted his eyes to observe the fence 50 meters away. After a short while, there was a crackling sound of apparition, accompanied by a scream, and a person and an animal appeared more than 60 meters away.

After the appearance, the king let go of his mouth, and Heimdall looked at the palm that had been bitten by it with several blood holes, and wanted to cry without tears.Although the painful hand trembled, it was indeed numb. If things went on like this, his pain nerves would become dull in eight or nine out of ten.

"You did it on purpose, right?" Heimdall gritted his teeth and stared at the king.

The king snorted disdainfully, seemingly despising his uselessness, and agreed to appear 50 meters away, but they appeared more than 60 meters away.The king questioned Heimdall's ability to work and simply ignored his questioning.

In fact, Heimdall felt that Merlin favored him by moving more than ten meters, and he was suddenly bitten by a sharp fang, no matter what, he had to slide thousands of miles away to be worthy of the blood that gushed out.

The anemic person appeared beside Heimdall with unearthly mobility—human eyes could barely track his moving speed, and they stared intently at Heimdall's bleeding hand, seeing Heimdall take out Covering the wound with the handkerchief was still not happy, "Don't waste it, I'll just lick it for you."

"I'm willing to waste!" Can you control it!

Heimdall ignored him, and the anemic man sighed as the instructors helped him clean up the wound and skillfully bandaged it.

Heimdall said to the instructors with resentful eyes: "Is it possible that I have to be bitten by it every time I apparate? Is it too late to ask for another Sniffing Blood? Sniffing Blood is small, with a small mouth, and the hole it bites out Also small..."

The instructors laughed when they heard this, and Heimdall looked sideways at the king. The king looked indifferent, and Heimdall was always depressed.

Judge Hollingworth had a heart-to-heart talk with Heimdall before leaving get off work. He knew very well about Heimdall's training in the police force. Just now, he got the report record of Heimdall's study today.

"Although it is not the same as originally expected, having a hunter to cooperate with the work does not wrong you."

Hollingworth knew that he and the king had a dislike for each other. Hulk and the police could not be cultivated in a day or two. Judge Hollingworth was not in a hurry, but some words had to be repeated repeatedly, and some situations had to be let go. Subordinates have a clear understanding.

"Yes, I know." Heimdall looked downcast.

"Tomorrow is the time to go to Hercules again." Hollingworth pondered. "Tomorrow, I will arrange for the king to accompany you to see the situation." In other words, we are going to experiment again.

In addition to the first stepping point, Heimdall has followed Hollingworth to the Hercules Wizarding Prison three times. Except for the first time, Hollingworth did not let him see other prisoners. Heimdall Now he is a tabloid announcer who serves the former Estonian Minister of Magic.

Heimdall was stunned for a moment, "Is it just me?"

"I'll be there, too, and John."

Heimdall pondered for a long time before he remembered who "John" was.

By the way, people with anemia are also famous.

The process of transferring to the outdoor training ground of the Fantastic Beasts Center with the king under the leadership of the instructors this afternoon gave Heimdall some kind of inspiration, so when he met with Ke again, he expressed his thoughts .

"Let's change places," Heimdall said. "It's better to set up the training site indoors, which is convenient for concealment and easy transfer. Do you have any suggestions?"

Frequent release of magic is likely to arouse the suspicion of the local magic government and cause trouble. It is also easy to attract the attention of those saints. It is not a long-term solution for the Krum family to sneak around outside the Rhodope Manor.

Ke hesitated for a while and said: "I, my family, can you see, can you?"

"Is your home in Sofia?"

Ke nodded, living there is convenient for work.Due to the limited area, most wizards in the world live with Muggles, but the wizards' neighbors don't know this.

Heimdall thought about it, and that's okay.

"When do you think it will work?" Heimdall asked.

"Now, now, you can."

Seeing him so straightforward, Heimdall was also very happy, "Wait for me for a while, gather here in 15 minutes, and then take me to your house, do you think it's okay?"

Ke nodded like a pounding garlic.