HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 87 If there is someone more unlucky than him...

"It's all my fault," Duncan said to Heimdall. "Now I fully understand that it is my fault to let you get close to this bastard. From now on, you will treat him as if you don't know him, and forget and erase everything like a forgetting spell." Then, he took out the bastard from his pocket. A small sea-blue book with red and white stripes. Heimdall knew this book because he had a similar one himself.

Duncan quickly flipped through the page, and stopped on the page of the entry certificate signed by the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic, pointing to the two full pages of regulations on assistance to foreign tourists provided at the same time as the visa, "Which department should I contact for this matter?" He asked.

Bernick paused, and was about to answer when his cousin was faster than him. "Execute the reconnaissance team." Victor quickly reported the answer.

One minute later, investigators from the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic appeared in front of everyone. There were three people in total. Because they often went to the Muggle world, they didn't wear robes, but wore uniform flaxen suits, tie clips and cuff buttons. Engraved with the initials of the country's Ministry of Magic and the emblem flower.

"Mr. Duncan Orville?" The lead investigator stepped forward to greet him.

Duncan nodded, and then complained jokingly: "It's too slow."

The man said calmly: "If you ask the Ministry of Magic to increase the salary by three more layers, we will definitely be able to speed up by half a minute."

The other two investigators observed the chaotic shop and the shocking crowd. One of them took out a thermometer-like glass tube. As soon as it touched the air, the black and white double lines on the "thermometer" suddenly rose, and it was very strange. Floating up and down steadily, they glanced at each other, and then reported to the leader: "That's right, it's here, which is consistent with the area with magical reactions intercepted by the Ministry."

The lead investigator drew his wand and cast a shielding spell around it to keep the Muggles from paying attention.

"In fact, that's why I reported the crime." After everything was ready, Duncan said in a straight voice. "I'm going to report my cousin Carnot-François Orville, who has just used magic in a Muggle shop and nearly killed Mr. Heimdall Strulusson. The consequences of this matter are quite serious. As an excellent wizard who abides by the law and is considerate of others, we shouldn’t turn a blind eye to this, shouldn’t we?” At this point, he pointed to the direction where his cousin was standing in an unusually cooperative manner. Have the three investigators identify faces.

The three investigators withdrew their gazes and looked at each other. The leader coughed lightly. "Okay, I think we already know what to do next." He straightened his face, walked up to Kano who didn't care, and said forcefully: "Mr. Duncan Orville reported Kano Francois O Mr. Vile openly used magic in Muggle places. According to the Bulgarian Minor Wizard Restraining Law and the Muggle Protection Regulations, from now on, Mr. Kano Francois Orville will be investigated by the Law Enforcement Department of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic. You Is this the child's parent?" He looked at Ms. Orville.

"I'm just a relative of his." Up to now, Ms. Orville didn't plan to take the trouble to excuse Kano. She agreed with Duncan's approach, which would be a one-time solution. Otherwise, how would she explain it to the Sturlusson family?It is not worth offending old friends for the sake of not-so-close relatives and unrepentant urchins.

"Ask his parents..."

"Vacation in Austria."

"The parents who are currently with this child..."

"just me."

"Can you come with us to the Ministry?" said the lead investigator. "Because he is not yet of age, he needs to be accompanied by a guardian during the investigation process. Right now, we can only ask you to come. We will contact the French side as soon as possible. After all, this child is French, and many laws in our country are not related to foreign affairs. "

In this way, Ms. Orville accompanied Kano to the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic with the lead investigator, and the remaining two investigators stayed at the scene for further investigation. Afterwards, they will make a report on what happened here, This report will be made in duplicate, and the French Ministry of Magic will also make decisions based on this report in the future.

Duncan is the whistleblower, so he had to go to the Ministry of Magic; Daisy decided to follow after thinking about it; Miranda gave up her vacation and went back to reopen the shop.For a moment, only Heimdall, Victor, Bernick, and... Black Cat Pod were left on the scene.

Perfume madman Miranda sniffed his nose vigorously before leaving. Many perfume bottles also suffered from the glass disaster just now. The liquid sprayed out from a bottle of perfume during the bursting process poured on Heimdall. Because of this, Black The cat has never dared to get too close to him. The artificially blended fragrance is equivalent to torture for animals with a keen sense of smell.

Not to mention being sprayed with a whole bottle.

"Guerlain Shalimar in 1925." Miranda said the name of the perfume accurately. "One thousand and one nights, strong love, the perfume born in love - the temple of love." She was fascinated while reciting silently.

"This 'love' is too choking." Heimdall sneezed several times, rubbing his nose and saying.

Miranda laughed.

Watching the perfume madman leave, Heimdall turned his head and asked, "Where should we go next?"

"Are you still interested?" Bernick threw the question back.

"Why are you not interested?" Heimdall widened his eyes angrily. "Didn't I just get blown up by the glass, I'm fine, I've never been so fine." He really vomited to death!

This kid is playing tricks again.Bernick didn't know what to do, so he tentatively suggested an idea: "You have to get rid of the smell on your body first, how about we go to the hot springs? There are many good hot spring bathing centers in the suburbs of Sofia..."

Victor interrupted suddenly: "Just buy a new set of clothes."

Bernick looked at his cousin: "Wouldn't it be faster to wash it?"

"The perfume is all on the clothes, what's the use of taking a bath?!" Victor suddenly confronted him. "Magic is faster, use magic to get rid of the smell in another place, saving trouble and effort."

Bernick felt that the sun probably came out from the west today, and he said incomprehensibly, "Don't you like to soak in hot springs?" Every time he talked about hot springs, Victor ran faster than anyone else, why did he suddenly change his mind? ?

"Taking a shower is a waste of time." Today's Heimdall decided to pursue efficiency and put magic first in everything. "Let's go, let's go to another shopping street. I also want to buy a book on advanced transfiguration." After finishing speaking, he took the lead and walked outside.

Behind him, Bernick rubbed his chin and said to Victor: "Brother, are you alright? Are you alright?"

Victor held back a sigh and said sullenly, "I'm fine!"

***

It is said that Kano’s parents arrived at the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic at [-]:[-] on the night of the incident, and the family of three left Bulgaria at around [-]:[-] the next morning, in a hurry.

"This is a big mess, and the embarrassment is thrown abroad. I'm afraid the two French ministers of magic can't change anything." Duncan raised his wooden cup full of fruit juice and announced this regrettable "bad" to his friends. information. "Beauxbaton has officially issued an expulsion notice. My poor cousin Kano has to change schools. I don't think there will be any school in France willing to accept him in the short term. The most likely way is to find him abroad." Throwing After losing a big burden, Duncan was not satisfied. The most regrettable thing was that my aunt lost her interest by this matter and set off for home in the morning.

Bernick, Victor, and Heimdall were instigated by a certain French person and ran to the hotel where he lived, listening to him say these long-known nonsense.Daisy had gone to the Ministry of Magic before, and the follow-up matter was naturally clear, so why did Duncan tell them.

Bernick shouted that he had been cheated, and clamored to go home, but was stopped by Duncan.

"I said this is Greece, it's Greece, don't you want to have fun?" Duncan began his seductive plan. "Sunshine, beauty, beach..." This is the most important reason why he asked his aunt to set the hotel in Greece instead of Bulgaria.

"There's an affair, right?" Bernick knew what was on his mind. "Dude, it's January, not July, and no pretty woman with a little bit of intelligence would go to the beach to sunbathe in a temperature of six or seven degrees."

There was no way out, so Duncan quickly left Bernick to find another way. "Rig," he said, turning sadly to one of the boys. "I invite you to play around in Greece, and you should make amends for what happened before. What do you think?"

"Rig and you can't hang out together." Bernick snorted.

Duncan suddenly thought of something. He took Heimdall's hand and said confidently, "There is something in Greece that you must be interested in!"

"What?" Heimdall asked.

The black cat nestled on his shoulder suddenly spoke up: [What else can it be, Chimera. ] Heimdall involuntarily shuddered.

"Chimera! A wild, living Chimera!" Duncan didn't know that an animal had already revealed his answer, and when he finished his announcement smugly, he saw Heimdall's face stiffen. "You're not interested?" he said hesitantly.

The black cat meowed, as if chuckling.

"...that thing is stronger than a dragon." Heimdall whispered.

"What? Say it again? I didn't hear you clearly?" Duncan approached.

"Nothing." Heimdall immediately put aside the unpleasant "monster". "I heard that many good things are grown in the greenhouse of this century-old store." He took out three test tubes from his arms, looking impatient.

Duncan's eyes widened. "Is this your purpose?" he groaned strangely.

Heimdall asked, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Duncan was speechless.Bernick gave Heimdall the thumbs up.Victor was more straightforward, pushed away the drink cup and went to the bar to pay.

Heimdall winked at Duncan: "Tell me, where is the legendary greenhouse?"

The latter remained silent.

A middle-aged man who was drinking at the long table suddenly turned around and told him, "Go out and turn right, just past the fence."

"Thank you." Greeting the black cat, Heimdall happily walked out the door.

Duncan was unhappy, and turned his head with a stinky face. "Who are you?" he said loudly.

"Ruse Montana." The black-haired middle-aged man said calmly.

"Don't you think you're meddling, Mr. Montana?"

"Sorry, this is probably a professional habit."

"..."

***

What Heimdall didn't expect was that this small greenhouse contained everything, and even poisonous tentacles were planted. This kind of plant is a Class C prohibited commodity.The boss here is really brave, the boy sighed.The other two test tubes have already been collected.He took out the last test tube and walked towards the poisonous tentacles at the base of the wall.

The crimson poisonous tentacles are covered with spikes, and once someone gets close to it, it will stretch out long tentacles.Heimdall picked up a branch in advance, and prepared to hit it hard as soon as the tentacles stretched out. It is said that this method is very effective against this plant.

After half a minute...

Heimdall took the branch and smashed the pestle, but the poisonous tentacles seemed to be asleep and lay motionless. "Why didn't it respond?" Could it be that the poisonous tentacles have also begun to hibernate?Hibernating in a greenhouse?

[Let's go after collecting, why do you care so much? 】The black cat got a little impatient with the colorful plants, jumped off Heimdall's shoulder, and walked towards the door. [I think everything I see now is green. ] "Rig? Are you ready? Let's go." Victor opened the door of the greenhouse and walked in.

"Come on." Heimdall threw away the branch and stood up.At the same moment as he got up, the poisonous tentacles suddenly stretched out their tentacles to wrap around his ankles like a dream. Heimdall was pulled by the tentacles and lost his balance. Before he could scream, he fell directly into the thick flowers middle.

Victor immediately ran towards the base of the wall.

【You are too careless. 】The black cat stands outside the flowers and wags its tail.

Heimdall laughed dryly, propped himself up on his arms, and stretched out a hand to touch the test tube that fell just now.

At this time, Victor had already run to the edge of the flowers, he stepped into the flowers, reached out to the boy, trying to pull him up...

Heimdall suddenly looked puzzled, and looked down to his right hand: "What is this—"

Before the words were finished, the person disappeared out of thin air.

Victor's hand was hanging in the air, only half a palm away.He slowly withdrew his palms, then squatted down suddenly, and carefully pushed aside the half-person-high flowers. Deep in the grass roots and close to the soil, an old wooden cup was half-hidden in the mud.

***

"This should be the Portkey."

"We can guess that everyone is gone, of course they were sent out." Duncan said patiently. "Can you say something substantive, such as where did this thing spread to people?"

"Young people are too impatient. I'm not investigating." The black-haired middle-aged man was still calm and unhurried.

Bernick and Victor squatted aside, closely watching his every move.After the incident, Victor did not dare to touch the things on the scene without authorization, but found two friends and told them about it, and then the whole hotel knew about it.It's a pity that it's the off-season for tourism. Apart from the three of them, the two wizards who stayed behind closed doors, and the middle-aged man who was drinking, there were only the hotel owner and two waitresses in this hotel.

The hotel owner repeatedly stated that he didn't know about this matter. Seeing his faltering appearance, the three of Bernick felt that he must have a ghost in his heart.Then the "nosy" middle-aged man answered their questions.It turned out that this hotel was on the border between Bulgaria and Greece, and many things were not strictly investigated, because the Ministry of Magic of the two countries believed that the other party must have taken better measures.Over time, this hotel has become one of the gathering points for wandering wizards, where various illegal activities are carried out, the most important of which is to fling around with door keys indiscriminately in disregard of the prohibitions of the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

However, for hotel owners, money is always more secure than the law.

"This is probably one of the illegal door keys." Rusay Montana suddenly reached out to touch the cup, and the three people next to him were startled by his actions, and then found that Mr. Montana was still squatting there in good condition, Nothing happened. "It's a one-off, and it needs to be reactivated when it is used again. The boy was teleported away, and the door key passage was automatically closed."

"What should we do next?" Bernick asked hastily. "Should the Ministry of Magic be notified?" He was so anxious that he couldn't even imagine where the Portkey would send Rig...

"Which Ministry of Magic are you going to report to?"

"Greece?" Duncan hesitated.

"They will first ask you where the door key has passed the person to. If you say you don't know, they will tell you and report the case after you figure it out." Mr. Montana spread his hands. "That's the Greek way of doing things."

"Then report the case to the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic." Bernick stood up abruptly, saying that the wind is the rain.

"No." Mr. Montana stopped him. "There is no need to do so."

Duncan frowned: "Could it be that the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic also has a set of methods?"

Mr. Montana opened the hem of his old coat, and the dark linen-colored uniform robe appeared in front of the three people—a light gold shield-shaped badge was painted on the chest, and a soaring falcon and a lingering flower were painted inside the badge. branch roses.

"Special investigator of the Accident and Disaster Division of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic, Rusay Montana, assignment number 0005."

Duncan stared at him dumbfounded.

Mr. Montana smiled and said, "It's an honor to meet you all." He used Bulgarian in the last sentence.

***

"I should take responsibility for this matter." Mr. Special Investigator said seriously. "If I hadn't been able to find this Portkey, this incident probably wouldn't have happened." Having said that, he was actually quite puzzled. The wandering wizards are all old fritters, and what they value most is the maximum Keep the door key set by yourself so that it can be used in the future without being discovered. It is almost impossible to activate it like this but leave it unused.

Unless someone else activated it.

Victor asked with thick eyebrows, "What are you going to do now?"

"Reactivate it and use it once."

"Can Rigg be found after passing?" Victor asked again.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Why?" Bernick exclaimed.

"Because this kind of portkey that needs to be activated repeatedly is used in order to avoid the inspection of magic passages by the Department of Transportation of the Ministry of Magic of various countries. The landing point after each use is different. That is to say, even if I pass by the portkey, I may not be able to find it in the future. Find someone right away."

"The approximate range is never wrong," Victor said. "I'm going with you."

"Are you sure?!" Bernick looked at his cousin.

Victor nodded. "I have a license to Apparate."

"Yes! That's right!" Duncan exclaimed. "Besides, the two of them were quick to find someone. After finding them, they immediately apparated back. Really, if I had known that I would have gone to test for a license to apparate, I could be of help today."

Bernick also looked a little lonely because he didn't have a license. They couldn't help, so they could only wait on the sidelines.

"Are you sure you want to come with me? I don't know what will happen over there..." Rousey Montana scratched her head in annoyance. "I shouldn't agree, you are still a child."

"I'm going!" Victor said resolutely, his eyes were extremely firm.

Mr. Montana recited a series of strange and unheard-of spells. The lifeless wooden cup shook violently, and then continued to tremble slightly, causing the surrounding soil particles to roll. As soon as the spell was over, the vibration stopped suddenly, and the wooden cup was like Freshly painted and new - Portkey activated.

Mr. Montana and Victor surrounded the Portkey on the left and on the right, and at the same time stretched out their right hands, hanging over the cup.

"I counted one, two, three, and then we touched the cups at the same time. We must be at the same time, otherwise the slow one will be thrown back."

Victor nodded.

"Good," said Mr. Montana. "Listen, get ready, one, two, three—"

At the same time, a black shadow as fast as lightning suddenly struck.

Inside the greenhouse.

After the dust settled.

Duncan was tongue-tied for a long while before he recovered his voice. "What... what should I do?" Mr. Orville asked in a state of exhaustion. He felt that today is the most tiring day in his life.

"God..." Bernick wiped his face with his hands, and muttered to himself in a rare language.

Ruse Montana was still squatting beside the re-closed Portkey, unable to speak for a long time. "What was that just now? It's dark..." He said in a puzzled manner.

The key passage of the illegal door is already narrow, and it is not stable for two people to pass by, let alone adding another one.

It was the shadow that pushed Russe Montana back abruptly.

Duncan looked up at Bernick.

The latter replied wearily: "It's Rigg's pet pod."

***

Same moment, another place.

The misty forest, towering giant trees, and old branches covering the sky, appear cold and gloomy.The huge fern stretched out its dark green leaves, and along with the whistling gust, spit out spores, which drifted with the wind.

Quiet space, as if you can hear your own breathing.

A few fireflies flapped their wings and slowly flew deeper into the forest.

Under a big tree, the thin mist slowly slides over the intertwined root system, over the moss that is like the second skin of the tree roots, over the person and the cat...

"Okay," Victor Krum said compromisingly to the cat. "Since things are already like this, I'm not willing to go back like this."

The black cat squatted there, motionless and silent.

Victor frowned, thinking that he was a bit silly discussing countermeasures with a cat. As soon as he moved, the cat rushed towards him, caught off guard, and bit his thumb hard.

"Damn it!" Victor shook his hand vigorously, but the black cat let go and jumped away at that moment.He clutched his bleeding thumb and glanced at the animal that suddenly went berserk. "Is the cat crazy?" he murmured.

[I'm not crazy. 】

Victor froze, and quickly drew out his wand. "Who?" he asked.

【I. 】

Victor was taken aback, and looked down at the black cat squatting in front of him. "Are you talking?" He asked tentatively.

[Don't doubt it, it's me. 】The black cat flicked its slender tail, paced lightly, and then jumped onto Victor's shoulder with the help of the tree trunk as a support. 【Well, very good, the field of vision over your shoulder is much wider than that of Rigg. ] "What are you...?" Victor said hesitantly, he really wanted to knock the cat off his shoulder.

[What an impolite boy. 】The jewel-like eyes of the black cat reflected dissatisfaction. [What 'thing' am I, didn't you already know? ! ] Victor narrowed his eyes.

The black cat raised its head proudly: [I am Rigg's pet—the pod. 】Only God knows how painful it is to admit this tasteless name, a certain cat wailed inwardly.