HP's Foreign Land

Durmstrang has officially fallen into a state of exam syndrome, and you can see students chattering and jumping about in order to review everywhere.Different from the final exam of last semester, this time it is a school-year exam that summarizes what has been learned in a school year. The majors and electives will go into battle together, and the theory and operation will be attacked together.Judging from the past, it is bound to cause some students who do not know how to make progress to lose their horses. Therefore, everyone began to cram in the dark.

All the labs were suspended, and even the morning practice of the Quidditch team was cancelled.The head and team leader are also students, and they also need to spend time reading and consolidating their knowledge.

Generally speaking, experimental research laboratories exist for other research laboratories. When all research laboratories close their doors to thank visitors, the already idle experimental research laboratories should follow the trend.Heimdall didn't do that.His laboratory was open and closed as usual, as punctual as a house-elf in the kitchen.

Heimdall likes to read in the experimental research room. This room is spacious and well-lit, especially when the door is closed, it is a quiet place in the midst of noise, comparable to a quiet school library.So a certain boy didn't do it for the research project, he just took a fancy to the environment here.

During this period of time, it was the Linde brothers who made Heimdall's chicken belly completely entangled. They were probably the only two people in the school who were still reading the Muggle novels brought by Lefey Ness when it was time to review, and they loved it. Its name is "enriching extracurricular knowledge".What is even more hateful is that they put a big hat on a certain uncle, claiming that he made them read more than textbooks.Only those in the know understand that textbooks can't challenge the superb ability of the Linde Brothers. Those contents have long been recorded in their brains for them to easily access at any time.

A certain uncle who was so jealous drove the two idle nephews out of the laboratory, because their "doing nothing" affected the learning attitude of others, so that others would always follow them on errands and read Muggle novels. This other person was a certain uncle Own.

As the old saying goes, people are more angry than people.

I don’t know when it started, the first graders waited for the wind and came here uninvited. The experimental research room was completely remodeled and became the No. 2 school library. Fortunately, these students still knew to bring their own dry food and did not touch Heimdall. bottom line.He can still be pretty stingy at times.

After a few days, Heimdall regretted it. These students were more lethal than Brother Linde. When Brother Linde was around, he could still read some books. When these students came, he didn’t even have time to read the cover. .

"Don't ask me everything!" Heimdall had no choice but to drive them out.

"It's quite lively here." One afternoon, Lefey Nice came here again. Since the last time he connected with Heimdall, he came here every now and then to eat and drink.Bring Heimdall, a small shareholder, some novelties in the store, report to him about the opening of the store, and so on.Le Fay Nice's branch has been established in Kapok Town, and it is currently in the trial operation stage after opening. According to Le Fay, he is still exploring the bottom line. In order to touch the bottom line of the acceptance of wizards in Kapok Town, he dare not let go Big toss.

Kapok Town is one of the top pure wizard villages and towns in the world. The reason why it is called the top is that it is rare. After all, Muggles have spread all over the world, and the living environment of pure wizards like before has become more and more rare.

For example, there is only one Hogsmeade in England.

After Lefey Ness came in, he walked around familiarly, and handed a roll of quarto paper to Heimdall.The latter took it suspiciously, "What is this?" Heimdall asked.

"Open it and have a look." Le Fei deliberately kept it secret.

It looked like a movie poster, "Golden Apple? Is it a Muggle movie?" Heimdall looked at Lefey Nice. "Does your store also sell movie tickets?" Even so, it's hard to imagine those wizards going to the Muggle cinema to watch Muggle movies.

"It's our store." Le Fay corrected, and then said with a smile: "This is a play we plan to rehearse, and the show time is expected to be before the start of the next semester." He dragged a chair and sat beside Heimdall. "I was just about to discuss with you, do you think you can spare some time to help?"

This guy is really fast.Heimdall said in surprise: "Where are you going to perform? Is this decision too reckless? Wizards don't understand Muggle stories." He looked down at the poster in his hand. "This story comes from Greek mythology, right?" Isn't it the golden apple that was dropped by the goddess of dispute and ended up triggering a protracted war?

Alias: An Apple-Initiated Murder.

The "Golden Apple" on the poster tells another story, which is No. 11 of the twelve feats accomplished by Hercules in the world.The story is not long, and the key lies in the character of Hercules.

Le Fay once again looked at Heimdall with admiration, and thought to himself, he is indeed a master of Muggle studies.

"The performance venue has been negotiated, you can rest assured about this. In fact, we have made sufficient preparations before opening the store. We mobilized the children in Mumian Town to perform some children's plays. The children actively participated and the response was good. Our next store There will be a batch of Muggle publications in the semester, which contain fairy tales from all over the world. My companions and I like to read fairy tales, so I wonder if some of the stories in it can be performed to make them concrete, will it be helpful for book sales? Helpful, at least buyers will know what the books are about."

Heimdall thought it was good, and he was one of the shareholders who contributed money, so he agreed.

Lefey Nice took out the script from his pocket and handed it to him. "The specific rehearsal gathering time will be notified separately, and your vacation will not be delayed, so you can rest assured."

Heimdall accepted the script. "What do you want me to do?" Since I'm not an actor, it's useless to get the script.

"Our special effects team is short of people. Remember to bring a magic wand when the time comes. The script is used to compare the stage and special effects in the plot." Le Fay added: "In my spare time, I can also help the actors correct their lines."

As soon as Lefin Nice left, the first graders who had been peeping and listening for a long time quickly surrounded him.

"Did you really pay for him to open the shop?" Rian was stunned. This Niss is a weird person recognized by the whole school. If he likes anything, he must like to study Muggles. Those Muggle racists are gone.

Principal Karkaroff turned a blind eye because of the funding from Mrs. Nice.On the other hand, it can be seen that Nice's mother still knows her son very well.

"I heard that the business in the store is still going well." Heimdall answered irrelevantly. "There will be a play scheduled soon, are you interested?"

Many first graders showed expressions of disapproval. Today's old-fashioned families still regard entertainment industries such as acting and singing as low-level untouchable professions, and they simply look down on them.It's okay to see, it's impossible for them to participate in person.

"What is this story about?" Carlo Jones asked curiously.

Heimdall told him roughly from memory, but it got out of hand.Many things that Heimdall takes for granted, Caro does not understand at all, and this leads the storyteller to go back all the way, back to the very beginning.Heimdall had to explain to him the source of the entire Greek mythology, the general background, the various gods in the story, and their intricate relationships... In short, the whole afternoon was wasted on those great gods who knew everything about incest .

Carlo felt good after hearing it, and he also booked tickets for the performance from Heimdall. Ryan and other first graders also expressed their intention to go to see it.

Heimdall warned: "Don't expect too much, they are all non-professionals, and the effect of the performance may not be good."

Carlo Jones said sharply: "We don't know what a good effect is at all, but just watch the fun."

***

Mr. Victor Krum was displeased.

Although the morning practice of the Quidditch school team has been suspended, the morning "infidelity" between the two continues.Satisfied with uninterrupted appointments, Mr. Kroom has made Heimdall a part of a shared personal space, the only part.But today, the boy hasn't looked at him since just now, just staring at the book in his hand.This inactive and perfunctory attitude made a certain boyfriend very helpless, and he couldn't help but wonder, in just a few days, he lost his attraction to Lige?

The two are currently sitting on a bench by Pine Lake, which has become their special dating place since the first "cheat".I don't know if it was intentional or not, but Professor Katenen hasn't appeared since then. His pet Huang Yuan often hunts in the forest and eats by the lake.

The two and one wolf have gone their own way so far, and they live in peace.

"What are you looking at?" Victor couldn't help asking.

"The script sent by Lefey Nice." Heimdall replied without raising his head.

Not a textbook?Then it is not justifiable to interfere by oneself.Victor hugged Heimdall from the side, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "That damn book took away what belonged to me, and I demand the attention it deserves."

Victor stretched out his tongue and gently licked Heimdall's neck, causing tremors down to the soles of the boy's feet.

"I just had a look." Heimdall whispered uncomfortably.

In fact, more than two eyes.A certain boyfriend retorted in his heart.

He grabbed the hand that was already in the skirt of his shirt. "Okay, okay, I won't watch it! I'm sorry for neglecting you!" Heimdall said loudly, hoping that this would make his boyfriend understand that enough is enough.

Victor withdrew his palm in a good manner, and sighed regretfully. A certain boy decided that he sighed deliberately for himself.

Heimdall stuffed the script back into the pocket of his robe, and refastened the buttons that had been undone before he knew it. "By the way, you should also practice Animagus with me. The two of you can learn from each other and improve quickly." He grabbed his boyfriend's hand and suggested enthusiastically. "Go to Professor Katenen to make a shape prediction."

Victor held the hand back, "No need."

Heimdall quickly languished, he was too complacent, forgetting that not everyone wants to be an Animagus...

Victor smiled. "I have been practicing since the first grade, so there is no need for a form test."

Heimdall was surprised, "That means you have practiced transformation magic for five years? Five years?"

"The actual practice is four years."

That's interesting enough.Heimdall turned sideways, staring into his eyes. "Has it been successful?" asked extremely cautiously.

"Well, that's it."

Heimdall did not accept ambiguous answers. "Is it okay? One word!"

Victor was silent for a moment, then said, "Want to see?"

Heimdall was startled, then became excited: "Is it possible?"

"I'll try." Victor stood up, a gust of cold wind blew, and scattered snowflakes from the sky fell on his shoulders, arms, backs of hands... until the tips of dark brown feathers.

Heimdall stood up obliviously, staring at the big bird flapping its wings without blinking, eyes full of awe.

"May I pet your feathers?" he said eagerly.

The big bird folded its wings and stood quietly on the bench.

Heimdall stepped forward and lightly stroked the feathers that reflected the metallic luster. With the change of the angle of view, a faint purple brilliance adorned the shoulders and back, a restrained visual effect. "It's so beautiful." He sighed, admiring and admiring the majestic and fierce temperament of the big bird.

"What kind of bird have you become?" Heimdall asked while eating the big bird's tofu.

A smile flickered across Big Bird's amber eyes.

The low growl of the beast suddenly sounded behind him, and it was particularly ear-piercing in the snow-covered silence.

It is wasteland.

"What happened to it?" Heimdall stared at the wolf warily.Why do you pretend to attack them?Doesn't it mean that it never attacks people for no reason?

The big bird looked at the wilderness silently, and the wilderness responded with sharper vigilance.A bird and a wolf confronted each other for a moment, their swords were on the verge of firing, until Victor reappeared in front of it, the wilderness stopped its warning roar, stared at them for a long time, and then slowly ran back to the woods with food in its mouth.

"It's okay." Victor looked much more relaxed than Heimdall. "It shouldn't do this again in the future, it has already confirmed my identity."

Heimdall seemed to understand a little bit. "Is the big bird you transformed into a threat to it, so the wasteland is so nervous?"

"That's it."

***

For the sake of unnecessary explanation, Heimdall and Victor did not enter the cafeteria hand in hand. They were not afraid of being known, but they did not want to deal with the various temptations that followed after being known—those who could answer and those who did not want to answer.

This is the consensus reached by the two of them. Before everything is settled, how to maintain this relationship for a long time is the key.For the rest, I won't think too much about it for the time being.

They parted at the stairs, Heimdall went to his classmates, and Victor went up to the second floor to find his friend.

Both Duncan and Bernick were there. As soon as Mr. Orville noticed him coming, he winked and showed a wretched silent smile. Victor sat down without changing his expression, and brought a plate of food to him.

"What are you going to do?"

Victor was taken aback.

Duncan also looked at Bernick strangely, and the latter flipped through the book in his hand without raising his face.After a while, he put down his book and said seriously, "I mean Lige, what are you going to do?"

Duncan was tongue-tied, he-he knew?

Victor didn't seem very surprised by his cousin's knowledge, he grabbed his fork and said, "There's nothing to do."

"I can't believe it," Bernick murmured.

"How do you know?" Duncan was puzzled, he had obviously taken away the scene of the car crash.

"I have eyes." Bernick said angrily. "In the beginning, I just felt that Victor was more concerned about Rigg's affairs, but over time, I felt that something was wrong."

That is to say, I have already seen the name, but I deliberately cover it up as if I don't know?Duncan was speechless. The men in Krum's family are all masters of pretending to be stupid.

"What will happen if Rommel finds out? He will kill me..." Bernick began to mutter again.

Duncan frowned. "Victor and Rieger are in love, but Rieger's father wants to kill you?"

"It's all my fault."

"Is it your fault that Victor and Rigg are in love?"

"He'll think I'm not doing my job."

Duncan stared, "Could it be that Rigg's father wants you to fall in love with Rigg?"

Bernick finally broke out: "Don't make trouble here!"

The author has something to say: If one had to choose a bird to represent Victor Krum, it would only have the ferocious and handsome golden eagle.

Chinese name: Jindiao

Latin scientific name: Aquilachrysaetos

Binary name: A.chrysaetos

Kingdom: Animal Kingdom

Door: Chordate

Class: Aves

Order: Falconiformes

Family: Eagle family

Genus: Genus

Species: Golden Eagle

Named: Linnaeus, 1758

English name: GoldenEagle

large birds of prey.The total length is 76--102 cm, the wingspan is 2.3 meters, and the weight is 2--6.5 kg.It mostly inhabits alpine grasslands and coniferous forest areas, and is rare in plains.

Lives in mountainous or hilly areas, especially on the cliffs of valleys and nests on mountain protrusions.It inhabits alpine grasslands, deserts, river valleys and forests, and often goes to mountain hills and foot plains in winter, with a maximum altitude of more than 4000m.Feeds on large and medium-sized birds and beasts.

Ferocious and powerful, it preys on doves, pigeons, pheasants, quails, hares, and even young musk deer.Golden eagles mainly prey on large birds and small and medium-sized mammals. The birds they eat include shelducks, bar-headed geese, fish gulls, and snow chickens. The animals they eat include young blue sheep, Tibetan gazelles, pikas, rabbits, and weasels. , Tibetan fox, etc., sometimes prey on livestock and poultry.

The well-trained golden eagles of the Kazakhs are not only used for hunting, but also for guarding the sheepfold.It is common for them to drive away wild wolves on the grasslands of Kazakhs in Xinjiang.While tending the pen, there are no shepherds around.

Golden eagles are famous for their bravery and might.Both the ancient Babylonian kingdom and the Roman Empire used golden sculptures as symbols of royal power.In the era of Kublai Khan in our country, powerful Mongolian hunters were popular in domesticating golden eagles and catching wolves.Today, golden eagles have become assistants to scientists. They were domesticated and used to capture wolf cubs, which played a significant role in the in-depth study of the ecological habits of wolves.Of course, before letting them fly, they must be caught with their sharp claws, so as not to catch the wolf cubs to death.It is said that a golden eagle once captured 14 wolves, which shows its fierceness.

The golden eagle is not a golden eagle, although its Greek name literally translates to golden eagle.The golden color mentioned here may be due to the metallic luster reflected by the feathers on the back of its head and neck under the sunlight. The golden eagle is nearly 1 meter long and weighs about 6 kilograms. It is the largest type of eagle. The legs are covered with feathers except for the toes, and they look really dignified.

The golden eagle has a wingspan of 2.3 meters and flies very fast. When chasing its prey, its speed is no less than that of the falcon among the birds of prey.It is for this reason that taxonomists originally classified them as a species of falcon.The golden eagle flies fast, and it has a smart and flexible way of hunting.Golden eagles do not fly fast when searching for prey, they hover slowly in the air.Once they found their prey, they rushed straight down, flapped their wings after grabbing the prey, and the golden eagle flew into the sky like lightning.Wolf cubs just out of the den are often attacked by this kind of attack, and it is too late for the mother wolf to come to rescue.In the air, golden eagles can also prey as they please.

Some people have recorded the situation where the golden eagle rushed up to the sky from the ground and preyed on the flying pheasant: the golden eagle rushed to the sky, and when it flew under the pheasant, it suddenly turned its belly up to the sky, and at the same time hit the pheasant with its sharp claws.After the pheasant was injured, it fell straight down, and the golden eagle turned over and swooped down again, catching the falling pheasant in the air.This is simply an excellent pilot performing.

The above information comes from the selfless dedication of Baidu Niang.