HP's Foreign Land

Heimdall didn't visit the school doctor, firstly because this "fault" made it hard for him to talk about it; secondly, because he returned to normal after walking back to the cafeteria, and all the weird feelings disappeared.Is it intermittent? !He thought to himself.

Leon didn't try to ask questions, although he knew what Heimdall was going out for.

Heimdall sat back in his seat, picked up the fork, put it down again, and turned to look at his roommate. "Kiss me," he said to Léon Bleulegue.

Surprise flashed in Leon's eyes, and he slowly frowned. "Please say it again in a language I understand."

"I'm not talking nonsense!" Heimdall looked around, but no one seemed to notice. "Kiss." He pointed to his cheek. "Don't embarrass you, just do it here."

His roommate got it right.

"I don't feel anything." Heimdall blinked, feeling relieved on the one hand, but on the other hand, his doubts deepened.

Leon mumbled something, probably something like "thank God".Leon didn't bother to pay attention to his inexplicable whim, he picked up the cup and said, "Maybe you can find a few more people to try." He really just said it casually, and he didn't think about the other party but took it seriously.

Heimdall left the small round table they occupied and walked in a certain direction.Next to the huge potted shrubs, Ryan Thomas, Carlo Jones, and a few other first graders were eating and chatting.

The uninvited guest sat in the empty seat next to Thomas, and they stopped talking, looking puzzled.

"What's the matter?" Thomas found Heimdall looking at him, thinking he had something to tell him.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation."

Several first graders shook their heads together, expressing that they didn't mind.

Heimdall took a deep breath and said, "Thomas, I want to trouble you with something."

Based on his unsmiling demeanor, Rian Thomas couldn't help but sit upright, and several others were also infected by the atmosphere, and they all became serious at the same time.

"First of all, I want to explain that I have absolutely no other intentions. Please don't take it to heart." Heimdall said with a serious look. "I just need your help. You should treat it as a good deed for your classmates. If necessary, I will repay you."

Thomas half-closed his eyes. "Wait!" He shouted to stop. "Why do I get more and more confused the more I listen, you can just say it directly, what do you want me to do?"

"kiss Me."

"No problem." After saying that, he leaned forward to kiss, if Heimdall hadn't dodged in time, the kiss would have landed on his mouth.

"What are you hiding?!" Mr. Thomas was not very happy.

"You are too cooperative." Heimdall protested, as if forgetting that this request was made by himself.

"Why don't you just kiss me, and you won't lose a piece of meat." Thomas didn't care at all. "How does it feel?" he asked.

"I don't feel it." Heimdall told the truth.

"It's over." Thomas shrugged, lowered his head and continued to eat.

Heimdall was dumbfounded, doesn't this guy want to ask something?

"Why did you let Thomas kiss you?!" Carlo Jones asked with a puffed mouth.

Listen, this is the reaction that normal people should have.

"There's nothing to make a fuss about!" Without waiting for Heimdall to speak, Thomas interjected, "We're at an age where we would laugh for a long time if we fell on the ground, what's the matter with people of the same gender and the same age kissing, and it's not against the law. ’” He turned to Heimdall. "Just be careful not to form a habit. Let me declare first that it doesn't matter if you fall in love with me. You can forgive me, but I am still a virgin. If you force me, I will definitely resist to the end."

Carlo Jones' expression changed drastically, and he frantically picked up the cup and poured water down his throat.After drinking the whole glass of water, his face returned to normal. "Stop making comments when I'm having dinner!" Carlo, who was about to die, warned with staring eyes.

The other first-years laughed and told Heimdall: "Don't ask Thomas for anything in the future, he is as pure as he is."

Heimdall sighed loudly on purpose: "Just because Mr. Rian Thomas is recognized by the school as the most handsome guy in the first grade, I came to him as a last resort."

Thomas suddenly turned around with a smile on his face, squeezed on Heimdall again and again, pouted and said, "Come on, come on, if you want more, just kiss the title of 'most handsome' a hundred times, a thousand times It’s all right, I don’t care about anything, I’m going all out!”

"What were you eating just now? Lamb chops? My God!" Heimdall pushed desperately. "Your mouth is full of oil! It's disgusting!"

Thomas turned a deaf ear and kept kissing.

The few people at the same table were seriously lacking in chivalry, and none of them came up to stop them, and they just sat there happily.

"What are you doing?"

As the questioning sounded, Thomas was grabbed by the collar from above.Heimdall heaved a sigh of relief and sat down again.

"You don't understand." Thomas, who was grabbed by the collar, emphasized without repentance. "Because you are not children anymore."

Duncan let go of his hand and said jokingly: "We are in the fifth grade, not the seventh grade." The implication is that they are still underage.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he didn't see anyone.Then he blamed himself and got angry for his strange psychology. "Have you finished eating?" Heimdall just asked the question when he heard commotion from the entrance of the cafeteria. "What's going on outside?"

"The time for the Apparition exam for this semester has been announced," Bernick said. "There is also a notice for the apparition test for the first grade."

The group quickly ran to the huge billboard at the entrance of the cafeteria.

The bulletin boards were overcrowded, and as far as the eye could see, they were all senior students. The first graders had their own goals, and the second and third graders were just here to join in the fun.The pre-examination test notice for the first grade states the time, place and personnel arrangements for the pre-examination test.The pre-examination test is not planned by the Ministry of Magic of any country, but is uniformly operated by the Wizarding Union, and no Ministry of Magic of any country can interfere.

The pre-exam test notice is concise and to the point, you can read it with just a few glances.Rian Thomas was not willing to be alone, he insisted on squeezing towards the piles of Apparation exam notices for the seniors, and forcibly dragged Heimdall past him to help him.

"We're only in the first grade, so it's useless to look at that." Heimdall desperately "swimmed" forward in the crowd.

"I just want to see the exam age announced in Austria this year." The apparition exam is planned according to the percentage value of the country's exam pass in the previous year. If fewer people pass the exam, the age limit will be raised. If the ratio is the same as the previous year, it will remain unchanged.

Hearing what he said, Heimdall also had the idea of ​​finding out, wondering how the Icelandic Ministry of Magic arranged this year.

The two of them squeezed together, and suddenly felt that there were fewer people in Daokuan. Looking up, it turned out that the members of the Quidditch school team were opening the way ahead. Diqi school team members are stronger, especially a group of school team members.

When the two of them took the opportunity to stand in front of the bulletin board, Heimdall raised his eyes and thanked a member of the school team standing next to him, but it was Victor who fixed his eyes.At this moment, he was wearing a formal Quidditch robe, professional gloves on his hands, elbow pads on his arms, leather shoulder pads on his shoulders, and full armor on his legs.

He hadn't seen him in the cafeteria just now, and Heimdall was wondering where he had gone. It turned out that he had gone to the Quidditch practice ground. "Aren't you in class this afternoon?" He ignored the discomfort in his heart and picked up a topic at random.

"The commissioner of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic will teach Bernik and them this afternoon. I'm fine." Victor's voice came from above his right shoulder.

correct.Heimdall suddenly thought that the other party had already obtained a license.At the same time, the unknown trembling feeling he experienced for the second time more than ten minutes ago showed signs of resurgence. He involuntarily leaned to the left, subconsciously trying to distance himself from the person on the right, and then, he bumped into the person on the left Thomas.

A hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.When he regained his footing, Victor withdrew his hand in the competition glove.

The hand that stayed on the shoulder for less than ten seconds seemed to ignite a fire point in his body, making his whole body hot. Heimdall immediately felt his mouth dry, and he tried hard to resist the urge to lick his lips.He was so depressed and told himself: I really have something wrong, I should see a psychiatrist as soon as possible, and I can't let it spread...

Thomas found that he turned and left without saying a word, and couldn't help but wonder: "Hey, where are you going? Is this good?"

"Get ready for class." Heimdall replied in a muffled voice without looking back.

Looking down at his left hand, Victor thought to himself as he watched Heimdall go, probably he could easily lift him up.

***

The efficiency of this afternoon is better than yesterday.

And what Heimdall didn't expect was that the director of the potion bottle design and research laboratory was quite popular among the design research laboratories. As soon as he arrived at the laboratory, those directors came to the door.One thing needs to be affirmed. The hard work of the first graders is indispensable. Some first-year students who participated in the design research room spoke well for Heimdall in front of their directors, and vigorously advocated the many benefits of the experimental research room. One of the factors that make room leaders tempted.

There is another key factor that cannot be ignored. The director of Heimdall's previous experimental research laboratory never worked for the design laboratory. There are many reasons. In the early days, Grindelwald, who had a high self-esteem, disdained to be with these people; Recently, Alvin Benson sticks to the rules and follows the traditions of previous generations to do things according to the rules.So much so that the design laboratory has never been favored by the experimental laboratory since its establishment. The experimental laboratory seems to exist for orthodox experiments, and the results made by sensibility and aesthetics are not eligible for experiments.

The directors are excited and looking forward to finally being able to get close to this research laboratory that is thousands of miles away.

The problems faced by design research laboratories are generally the same, that is, there is no channel for design enthusiasm, and they need a sense of identity, but unfortunately, the design products that they think are ingenious and unique do not get good reviews.This makes them very distressed - high mountains and flowing water, bosom friends are hard to find.

The current situation of Heimdall is very similar to them. The Design Research Office hopes to find a breakthrough from him to be recognized, while Heimdall hopes to rely on them to create word-of-mouth. In this matter, the two hit it off.

Four more directors signed their names on the application form.

After receiving all the requests from the room chief, Heimdall followed the vice-chairman to the next goal.

The Black Magic Creature Research Office has no say in the application area, because they used up the shared part of the public area two years ago, so the director of the research office did not directly write down his name.

Heimdall has always had lingering fears about the laboratory. These guys once gave him a big rejection, and the ferocious appearance is still fresh in his memory.

Before leaving, the head of the Black Magic Creature Research Office tactfully expressed his desire to see the Chimera-like beast, and Heimdall immediately agreed.The head of the department was very happy to hear that, and he hinted to Heimdall that if he was willing to lend the right to feed for a day, the head of the Magical Beasts Research Laboratory would definitely give him a big reward.

"That guy is a Fantastic Beast fanatic." The head of the Dark Magical Creatures Research Office revealed this.

It is said that the Black Magic Creatures Research Laboratory was one of the research laboratories Grindelwald liked to cooperate with the most during his studies. Probably this good tradition made him be kind to himself.Heimdall secretly guessed.

The head of the room was right in his words.The head of the Magical Beasts Research Office welcomed them as if they were entertaining distinguished guests, and expressed his eagerness to see the Chimera beast up close.Heimdall didn't bother to correct the "error" in his words.

The head of the experimental research laboratory immediately stated that his wish could be realized.

If it weren't for the reminder from the staff, the head of the Magical Beasts Research Office would have followed Heimdall away with forgetfulness.After visiting the layout of the laboratory and talking with the head of the laboratory, Heimdall really felt his sincere love for animals.

This afternoon's itinerary came to an end, and everything went smoothly.

Seeing the leaving figure of Jean Tanestam, Heimdall murmured: "I think he is guiding me, and in a good direction."

[Before they stumble, everyone says they are stepping on a smooth road. ] "Since when did you become a philosopher?" Heimdall was used to sniffing at the pods.

***

At the dinner table, Heimdall told the three brothers what he thought, and they had different expressions after hearing it.

Duncan thought he hadn't tasted the power of Tanestam, so he could say such a thing.He thought similarly to Pod, thinking that Heimdall lacked due vigilance.Bernick is more open-minded, he thinks that the vice chairman has no need to deliberately make things difficult for Heimdall, and the student union has no time to tease the first-year boy.

Victor didn't make any comments, he ate with his head down without even raising his eyes.

Heimdall's heart sank to the bottom.why doesn't he talk to meWhat did i do wrong?Heimdall's mind was in a mess, tormented by every unfounded speculation.He ate his plate with relish, inexplicably frustrated.

Leon looked at what was on his plate, eager to tell him that he was eating a second plate of green salad.

The dinner ended quickly, and before the three senior brothers left, Heimdall didn't look up, and didn't express anything. Seeing his concentration, he seemed to be fascinated by the taste of vegetables.

Before leaving, Bernick muttered: Once people's tastes change, it's outrageous...

"Everything will be fine." Victor threw down the napkin and got up and said. "The student union and Tanestam are not important, your behavior is the key. Haven't you already gained something, and you have done a good job." He raised the corner of his mouth and praised.

Heimdall bit his lower lip hard to keep himself from laughing, that would be silly, he warned himself.After that, he suddenly changed his face, with an expression about to vomit: "God! How could I eat this?" He stared at the plate in horror, as if he saw something heinous.

Leon stared straight at Victor Krum's retreating back for a while, then turned his gaze back to the roommate who was scurrying beside him, with a thoughtful look on his face... He felt that he understood a little bit.

While Heimdall was busy pushing away the plate containing the vegetable salad, Olar suddenly flew into the cafeteria and dropped a letter.

How could someone send him a letter so late?Heimdall picked it up suspiciously, and found that the letter was sent from Hogwarts.Draco?Full of doubts, Heimdall opened the letter.

No date, no letterhead, no greeting, no signature.The whole letter is only a short line, but Heimdall was shocked when he read it——

Rig, I think I'm going to die, come see me one last time!