HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 303

Generally speaking, what kind of conditioned reflex does a person have in such a situation?

Heimdall hadn't studied it, but he subconsciously took a step back, and Sirius Black's eyes immediately flashed a bit of annoyance.

"Don't be afraid! I won't hurt you!" As if to prove his words, he quickly suppressed the eagerness on his face.

His eyes are sincere, even with a hint of pleading that he may not have noticed. After seeing his domineering look when he was young, it is difficult for Heimdall to see this emaciated and ragged man in front of him in the same photo. Gryffindor on the Internet.

The intense emotion permeated between the brows vaguely coincided with that of Sirius back then.

The sense of resistance that just surfaced in my heart gradually disappeared, Heimdall nodded, and raised the book in his right hand, "I just want to put it back in its original place."

The book quickly returned to the shelf.

The boy did speak English, and only Merlin knew how miserable he had been, a blind life comparable to Azkaban.

Eight out of ten people in Kapok Town can't speak English. The monkey can speak some words, but the pronunciation is extremely weird, and he can't understand many words. Most of the time, the two of them speak with ducks, which is really impossible. Just gesture with hands and feet, Sirius felt excited to be able to hear the local accent and native language in this foreign country where people were freezing to death.

Heimdall turned his head, "Well...do you have anything to do with me?"

To be honest, Heimdall really didn't want to let himself be sentimental, but judging by his appearance, he must have come here specially to find him, right? !

The man in front of him became agitated all of a sudden, he forgot the promise just now, and strode forward to approach Heimdall, Heimdall took a few steps back, Sirius didn't think about that much at all , approaching again.

Heimdall stretched out his palm to stop him, "Don't go any further."

"I said I wouldn't hurt you!" Sirius frowned because of his words, but his footsteps didn't stop.

Heimdall smiled helplessly, "That's not what I meant."

Sirius stared angrily, thinking that the boy's words were duplicity, and he seemed to forget how unbearable he had been publicized by the "Daily Prophet". , not to mention only stepping backwards.

Heimdall thought to himself that this person is over 30, why is he still so rebellious? !In a few words, I started to rebel...

"You really don't want to go any further."

As soon as the words fell, Sirius, who had no scruples, paused. Behind what he didn't notice was also the place where he was hiding just now. A hand stretched out from the thick ink-like shadow, holding the tip of the wand in his hand. It hit the aorta on the side of his neck exactly.

Like a blade, with a creepy murderous look.

Sirius held his breath, panic appeared in his eyes.

"That's why I told you not to move any further." Heimdall sighed.

"Rig, have you chosen?" Victor's voice came.

When Sirius heard this, his heart skipped a beat, but his actions were restrained, and the aura of the people behind him made him not dare to be as careless as before. In addition, he finally waited for the opportunity to meet, so he didn't ask anything. Thinking of his dead friend and that A traitor at large, Sirius clenched his fists.

They weren't British and weren't keen on sending him back to Azkaban.

Sirius decided to take a gamble. If he lost this opportunity, he couldn't imagine when Merlin would favor him next time.

Heimdall offered his boyfriend a smile.

Victor stood at the other end of the bookshelf and paused for about two or three seconds——Heimdall estimated that.

"Have you made your choice?" Victor walked over in a hurry.

"Not yet." Heimdall glanced at the vinyl disc in his hand. "So it's rewarding?"

"It's not bad." When he walked in front of him, he held up today's harvest for Heimdall to see.

"Rachmaninoff? Why not Mestana?"

Victor shrugged. "I prefer piano solo to symphonic poetry."

An understated tone, a warm demeanor, and a calm description.

Heimdall had to admire that he still managed to talk about classical music without changing his face under the "ardent" attention of the unexpected guest-if his steps just now were more calm, it would be more perfect.

Victor took out his pocket watch, "Should we go?"

Heimdall touched his nose, "My tutorial book." And that Mr. Black...

Victor glanced at him twice, and then, finally, he was willing to shift his gaze to Sirius Braque.

"What do you want to do?"

Sirius heard the familiar language again, he didn't want to miss the opportunity like before, and quickly said, "I really don't mean any harm, I just want to confirm Peter's whereabouts!"

When he mentioned Wormtail, he couldn't help getting excited, but if he moved a little, the wand resting on his neck would threaten him, and Sirius wanted to look back to see what kind of person restrained him, It's a pity that I can't even move my fingers now.

If it weren't for asking for help from others, he would never be so humble and swallow his breath!

"Peter?" Heimdall frowned because of the strange name.

"Yes! Pettigrew Peter!" Sirius' voice hissed with resentment.

"I haven't seen..."

"No, you've seen it!"

"...Probably not. Could it be considered seeing someone passing by on the road?"

"It's not just passing by! He's in Durmstrang now, going to school with the Weasleys this school year!"

Heimdall froze for a moment, raised his eyes and exchanged glances with Victor, and at the same time found a slight surprise in his eyes.

"You mean Scabbers?" Heimdall asked tentatively.

Sirius said viciously: "I don't know what Scabbers is, I only know that the mouse is Peter, and he is an Animagus!"

Victor suddenly said, "How can you be sure that the mouse is the one you are looking for?"

"He's missing a finger!"

Heimdall's expression darkened when he heard this, "...that's right." The doubts that had been buried in the past emerged one after another, such as Ban Ban's unusually long life, unusual intelligence and alertness, and so on.

"Who is this Peter?" Victor asked.

"He's a Death Eater! Voldemort's lackey! The traitor who betrayed James and Lily!" He yelled out of control at the end.

[Please keep quiet in the Blue Kapok Bookstore——] The wooden horse man squatting on the top of the bookshelf suddenly issued a warning to them.

Sirius froze for a moment, but he was relieved when he found that the wooden sculpture quickly fell silent again.

"That's why you escaped from Azkaban?" Victor said.

"Yes, even if I want to die with him, I am willing!"

Heimdall thought about why he was imprisoned in Azkaban in the first place, "That is to say, it was not you who betrayed the Potters, but this Peter? You were wronged?"

"No matter how crazy I am, I will never betray my best friend..." Sirius murmured desolately and tiredly.

When Heimdall heard this sad and lonely tone, he respected him from the bottom of his heart. His first starting point was to avenge his friends, not wash away his own grievances. He regarded their friendship as more important than life.

"Do you believe what he said?" Victor asked in a low voice when he noticed that Heimdall's expression was a little stunned.

"Is he lying?" Heimdall couldn't help blurting out.

Seeing this, he was convinced, and Victor smiled, thinking about it.

"Why did you come to Rigg?" Victor barely gave Heimdall a chance to speak.

"I just hope he'll give me a chance to catch Peter."

"You are a wanted criminal now, and you haven't been wronged. He just got into trouble for helping you."

"A traitor like Peter should be punished by everyone!"

"I'm sorry." Victor's voice was extremely calm. "If you hadn't said what you said today, we wouldn't have had the chance to know what Peter and what traitor are."

Sirius choked when he heard that.

"Besides, if you are offered a chance but you don't seize it, how will this matter end? How will Rieg deal with himself in the future? The British Ministry of Magic may come to trouble him, and may even sue him for it. You have not Have you thought about it?"

Sirius didn't speak, he really didn't think about it, all he could think about was how to tear Peter to pieces.

Looking at the uncharacteristically sharp and aggressive Victor, Heimdall couldn't help holding his hand, and Victor grabbed him firmly with his backhand.

Sirius took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, although it was quite difficult.

"The person I'm asking for is this big boss, not you." The voice was dry and hesitant, after all, he was not as confident as before.

Even so, Victor's eyes still flashed a little chill.

After hearing this, Heimdall tiptoed and kissed the corner of Victor's mouth without hesitation, and at the moment when the two parties were all stunned, he said, "You don't have to beg me in a low voice, let alone take such painstaking efforts. want to go to school..."

Sirius' expression changed when he heard this, and he was about to say something more eagerly, but Heimdall's subsequent words made his mood change 180 degrees suddenly.

"Ban Ban is out of school today. If it hasn't run around and Beauxbaton's condolences haven't ended, then it should be sitting with his master in the teahouse of Qingmian, drinking tea and having snacks."

Sirius was stunned for a few seconds, and the transformation rushed out. After a while, several screams and exclamations came from below.

Mr. Hat didn't make a move to intercept it, and disappeared without anyone noticing.

Heimdall took out the tutorial book that had just been put back on the bookshelf, and said to Victor, "Let's go check out."

***

When Heimdall walked on Midsummer Avenue again, he felt that everything was as usual, and the green kapian across from Tong kapian was still thriving with people coming and going.

Did Sirius Black miss his chance?

Before he had time to think about it, he found that Tong Mian's door was closed tightly, and even the glass window was covered with cloth.

All the windows that could look in were covered tightly.

Heimdall was about to go up and knock on the door, but Victor knocked on the door before him.

After a while, they heard Little Pepper's voice coming from the crack of the door, with a little nervousness and uneasiness, a little trembling, which was quite different from her usual "heartless".

Heimdall frowned in wonder, and Victor's expression suddenly became dark.

Heimdall thought they would be locked outside, but after hearing a few chattering voices, the door opened slightly, and he looked in through the crack of the door, only to find that it was dark inside, only a few balls of orange candles dimly and flickering. swaying.

Victor stepped in before Heimdall, trying to keep him outside, but Heimdall squeezed in before the door was closed. Of course, Little Pepper's strength was no match for him.

Victor turned around and sighed helplessly at him.

Heimdall touched his nose, he really didn't mean it, it will be like this when he reacts...

The two people who entered the door saw Anita with a pale face. After Xiao Pepper closed the door, he held on tightly to the monkey standing on the edge of the door frame. The monkey looked at the inner door from time to time.

Mrs. Pepper hasn't come back yet.

Then Heimdall heard a shrill scream coming from the open inner door, "I'm going to strangle him! I'm going to strangle him!"

The voice sounded strange.

Then there was Percy's terrified scream, and Heimdall couldn't help being taken aback.

"You can strangle him, anyway, it will be your turn after he dies!" Sirius Black's voice seemed calm, but the next second he laughed nervously.

"Did you hear that! Did the people out there hear that! I'm not a Death Eater, he is. Only a Death Eater can be disregarding the lives of others. Only a Death Eater can betray a friend and disregard human life. I'm right. Everything is true. He did it! Sirius Black did it!"

The owner of the voice was already a little hysterical.

There is no need to ask the ins and outs, just relying on these few words, these few movements, everything is obvious.

Little Pepper couldn't understand English at all, and the monkey didn't understand English at all, but Anita's face became uglier the more she listened.

It was fine just now, why did it suddenly become like this?

After she and Weasley got out of the green kapok, they came to Tong kapian, but as soon as we entered the store, Weasley was bitten by a big black dog and dragged into the inner door. She subconsciously wanted to save people, but was caught Little Pepper stopped him, and wanted to go out to call for help, but was blocked by the skinny little boy.

Just when she was about to force her way in, there was a noise erupting from the inner door.

Anita couldn't figure out why there were voices in the door at first, but when the inner door opened and closed, she saw that there was no one inside. Wasn't Weasley dragged in by a black dog?

Where did those two strange voices come from?

Just when Anita was still in shock, a mouse jumped out suddenly, and Weasley's shout came from the inner door, and then the big black dog also rushed out, chasing Scabbers - Anita only knew after hearing Weasley's shout The mouse’s name is Scabbers—it’s running around the house, and the monkey and Pepper firmly hold the door.

The mouse suddenly turned into a shape and rushed towards Pepper and the monkey. Anita screamed to get out her wand, but the big black dog that came out of the chase rushed up and fought with the transformed wizard, and then the transformed wizard changed again. Being a mouse rushed into the inner door, and then it became the current confrontation.

Before Anita had time to digest everything that happened in front of her eyes, the sharp voice from the inner door entered her ears.

As soon as I heard it, I could tell that something was wrong, and the more I listened, the more frightened I became. People around me seemed to not understand English very well. Anita suffered from the lack of a sympathetic partner, so she could only hold her fear in her heart.

The appearance of Heimdall was like a divine soldier descending from heaven, and Anita rushed over when she was excited, regardless of her reserved temperament.

In the end, before she could vomit her bitterness and act coquettishly or something, the door of Tong Mumian was blasted open with a "pong", and everyone in the shop was stunned, especially the little pepper and monkey guarding the door, who were hit by the sudden explosion. It was overturned, fell to the ground and moaned in pain twice, and then remained silent.

Heimdall pushed Anita away, ran over to protect the two fainted children, and Victor carried one of them to hide behind the counter at half a person's height for emergency treatment.

What surprised Heimdall was that Carlo was hiding behind the counter, and the little fat man didn't notice when they walked in, his eyes were bright and he was writing quickly.

"Siris Black is here!" Someone outside the door screamed in surprise, speaking in English.

Carlo raised his head abruptly after hearing this, and suddenly found that there were more people around him, and the unprepared little fat man was bluffed and bumped his head against the partition of the counter.

Two young wizards in dark wizard robes rushed aggressively into the smoky, messy shop with collapsed cabinets, their eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and their wands were aimed at the half-open inner door.

Someone in the inner door uttered annoyed curses.

A mouse came out while it was in a mess, and swept across the mess on the ground with lightning speed, and the two young wizards didn't pay attention to the unusual things that were close at hand.

Their minds are all on the "business".

When the big black dog rushed out, they all raised their wands—the gestures were very standard, and I don't know if it was because of nervousness or other factors. These two wizards with standard postures seemed to have failed to keep up with their professional proficiency, and cast a few magic spells in a hurry They are all empty.

One of the magic derailed and hit the glass vase on the counter, and all the water in it was poured on Carlo's forehead. One can imagine the feeling of being poured with cold water on a cold day.

If it weren't for his big head, the water would have sprayed onto the children and gossip books below.

The little fat man frowned on the spot, got up and glared at the two wizards, and also learned the gesture that Heimdall had taught him before - pointing the middle finger.

It's a pity that the two wizards didn't have time to look at him at all.

The big black dog opened its mouth fiercely, and the two young wizards' scalps were numb with fright, and their wands were almost thrown out of their hands. The psychological defense finally failed to withstand the threat of Sen Sen's sharp teeth-screaming and fleeing.

The big bad foot rushed out smoothly.