HP's Foreign Land

"Who the hell told you to do this?! (de)" a fat and strong boy growled loudly.Angry flushes occupied the flat, fleshy face, and the big pale nose looked like a head of garlic inserted into the flesh of a watermelon. "That's the result of our hard work for several months, and now it's all gone, you little bastard! You have to pay for it! Otherwise, don't think we will let you go! (de)"

In front of a group of ferocious seniors, Heimdall was so small that he was squeezed in, weak and helpless.

"Why don't you talk? Are you scared stupid? (de)" The fat boy frowned dissatisfiedly. When he saw the other party bowed his head and took out a booklet to read, the boy's "unmoved" completely angered him .

"Little bastard, I want to let you know how powerful it is. (De)" He pulled out his wand suddenly, and the students beside him wanted to stop his impulse, but it was too late.Fat boys open their mouths are evil black magic.

"Devil Fire—"

Fortunately, his incantations were not fast enough to be articulate.

Heimdall stabbed out his wand quickly, "Silently." Once it worked, he aimed at the opponent's wrist again, "Disarm." The fat boy's wand flew out.But it's not over yet.This time, he aimed his wand at the fat man's brow, and the plump lips under the garlic nose twitched violently.He uttered the last spell before Fatty's companions attacked him.

To everyone's surprise, it was a happy spell.

The fat boy kept pulling the corners of his mouth, a strong sense of joy erupted from his heart and swept his whole body, and all negative emotions such as displeasure and anger disappeared at that moment.He smiled contentedly and couldn't help himself, and showed his teeth in a friendly way.

That's the way - downright stupid.

Heimdall put away his wand.Solving one doesn't mean the others are vegetarian.He stood there knowingly, waiting to be dealt with.

Just as everyone was about to move, someone stopped them at the very moment.

The man walked through the crowd and walked up to Heimdall. He was completely different from the many formal school uniforms around him. He was wearing a Quidditch robe and huge goggles on his face.He looked Heimdall up and down through the glasses, then reached over and pulled off the goggles, continuing his scrutiny.

Heimdall was seen fidgeting, and he thought of Olar's frightening urgency when he faced the marsupial spider.

"Preparation student? (German)"

He understood this sentence, one of the words memorized in the past two days.

"Yes, sir. (German)" Preparatory students are not given school uniforms, they have to wait until they officially enter school, he is wearing his own clothes now, probably the other party can see it from it.

The man glanced at the things in Heimdall's hand, and then smiled, which was very warm.

"I did the same thing at first, and it didn't work out very well," he said. "Forget about English for now, or you'll never get rid of its grip."

Heimdall listened carefully to that pure London accent.He feels kind.

"In view of the need to learn two foreign languages ​​​​at the same time, the only way to make German illiterate first." (PS: This refers to being able to speak but not write.)

The man laughed again.Heimdall found that although he was not handsome, his eyes were wide, his nose was too narrow, and his body was slightly thinner compared to other students of the same grade, but his smile was very attractive, and he was full of energy, especially those bright pale eyes. Brown eyes, exuding a gentle and intellectual atmosphere.

"I'm Benson, Alvin Benson."

Heimdall took his outstretched hand, "Heimdall Strulusson."

"Oh~~Maybe this is God's will~~~" He said with wide eyes.

What do you mean?

The fat boy's snarl struck again—apparently the spell wasn't strong enough.

"Don't scream like a woman." Alvin Benson said methodically: "First, your brooms are not wiped out. Last time you sent a total of two, and that was one of them just now ;Secondly, this boy is the new—(de) of [Experimental Research Laboratory]" He suddenly stopped and looked at the boy, "What are you doing in the North Tower? Is there an elective classroom?"

"I chose [Experimental Research Laboratory]. I came here for [Experimental Research Laboratory] as well."

"Correct choice!" Benson praised.Then turn to the fat boy again. "He will be a new member of the experimental laboratory, I won't allow you to touch him." Benson said firmly.

The fat man's face swelled into a red ball, and he muttered unwillingly: "Our broomstick... (de)"

"This semester, [Experimental Research Laboratory] will provide free services to [Flying Broomstick Research Laboratory], and some additional experimental operations that may be involved will also be reduced as appropriate. (German)"

"That's what you said! (de)"

"Of course. (de)"

"When the time comes, you can't go back on your word. (German)"

"No. (German)"

Heimdall didn't know what Benson said to the red-faced fat man, and the group left suddenly satisfied.As if everyone had been under the amnesiac spell, because the sudden incident caused by the broom had become a fantasy, they happily walked away "hand in hand".

"Is the matter resolved?" Heimdall couldn't help being surprised.

"For the [Broomstick Research Laboratory], which is stingy and eager for quick success, this small favor is enough to send them away."

"You are amazing. You drove them away with a few words, and they were so happy when they left." Heimdall admired sincerely.

"Thank you." Benson smiled shyly. "We [Experimental Research Laboratory] have to deal with different students every day. After a long time, we will naturally master their temper. You can do it too."

Hope so.

Benson took out an old pocket watch and looked at it.Heimdall noticed that the faded dial was engraved with intricate triangular patterns, which seemed to have a lot of weight and value.Benson put back his pocket watch. "Let's go back to the research room. Anyway, the big-bodied people have also left, and it's just a matter of taking a break from the busy schedule."

Heimdall took it at his pleasure.

Before he left, his palm no longer oozes blood, and he even forgot about it.

# # #

Durmstrang's experimental research laboratory was originally unknown and unknown among its kind.Decades ago, a student joined it and it became famous.Because its proponent was later regarded as a plague by the entire European continent, and his name was at the forefront of the list of black wizards condemned by all parties. (The research room was not banned in the end, perhaps teachers and students found its existence extremely important.)

The proponent is the legendary and famous dark wizard Gillette Grindelwald.It's a pity that Grindelwald failed to graduate smoothly, and he was kicked out.At that time, Durmstrang had endured enough unscrupulous experiments and messy and horrible subjects, and kicked this extremely gifted and talented wizard out of the campus.

"That means Grindelwald dropped out of school?"

"That's right." Benson handed him a cup of black tea with vodka, and encouraged him to try it without hesitation. "If Grindelwald is experimenting with black magic in his spare time, and strives for a few more medals and certificates of honor for the school, the school will not let him pack up and leave."

Heimdall felt the hot sensation extending from the throat to the stomach.Russians love strong alcohol, and not everyone can take the thrill.Strange to say, although the alcohol concentration is extremely high, it does not have an inferior burning taste. It is clear to the touch, and the mouth is full of aftertaste after swallowing, with a rosin smell lingering between the teeth.

While pondering his own taste buds, Heimdall said, "What's the matter with the 'God's will' you just said in the North Tower? I have nothing to do with Grindelwald, right?"

"I don't know if you have any relationship with the proponent. What is certain is that the people from the Sturlusson family are the ones I am targeting."

"What happened to Sturluson?"

"After I graduated as the director of the [Experimental Research Laboratory], I took over the position of director when I was in the fourth grade. Before that, the laboratory was vacant for eight years. No one joined the [Experimental Research Laboratory] during these eight years. The research laboratory can only test its own things. It is said that the research results during that time were very rare, and the success rate of the experiment was also much lower than the previous average level."

Sorry, he still couldn't hear the connection with the Sturluson's house.

Benson drank his lipstick tea, then pulled back a dark red curtain that covered the entire wall, after which signatures in various fonts and colors were covered.He said slowly: "You can see the name of the founder of the experimental laboratory. Also, my last name is Snow Strulusson."

There are two names on Xiong Ba in the center, one is Gillette Grindelwald's insolently huge signature, and the other's lines are slightly blurred due to the age: Jolf Sijn Strulusson.Various other signatures are scattered around the center, like stars and double moons.

Heimdall suddenly realized that the founders were the ancestors of the Strulusson family.

On it, he saw not only the names of the founders and Snow, but also Rommel's and other Sturusons he had never heard of.This wall is a living historical picture, and every stroke on it has witnessed the history of the owners of these names, and also witnessed the moment when they were signed.

"Now you understand." Benson touched the calligraphy he left behind not long ago, and said with emotion, "After this semester, I will graduate, and the research room will return to Sturlusson's hands again. .”

Heimdall had the urge to spray tea.He covered his mouth, stared wide-eyed and said, "You are the only one in the whole laboratory?"

Benson corrected, "It's two now."

"Is this also a tradition?"

The head of the room did not answer directly, but said: "Keep up the hard work."

# # #

Benson had two compulsory classes in the afternoon, and Heimdall, who had nothing to do for the time being, bid farewell to him and returned to the East Tower.To his surprise, all three roommates were there.

"You have no class this afternoon?"

"Unconscionable boy." Bernick complained, "Who do you think this is for?"

Heimdall laughed dryly, "It's not for me." His sense of self was not that inflated.

Boss Bernick said unhappily: "Of course it's for you! It's past lunch time and you're nowhere to be seen. Victor and I searched almost the entire school. Where did you go?" There are three good things and two bad things under the nose, and my sister will definitely get Avada before Snow and Rommel do it.

"I went to the North Tower."

Two of the three senior brothers immediately became alert and straightened their backs unconsciously.

Bernick frowned, with a hint of displeasure on his face. "What are you doing there?"

"I chose the [Experimental Research Laboratory], but there was no one in the laboratory. A kind person passing by told me that I could go to the North Tower to have a look." He shrugged. "So I went."

Duncan thought with emotion, the power of heredity is frightening.He turned to the two old men, trying to adjust the atmosphere: "Come on, don't be so stern, the baby is from the Strulusson family, you can't let him resist his genetics. (France)"

The faces of the two Mr. Krum were not very good-looking.

Heimdall noticed it sensitively. "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Why did he suddenly feel like he ticked the wrong answer when doing multiple-choice questions?

"Our grandfather was killed by Gillette Grindelwald." Victor's tone contained obvious resentment, which was quite different from his usual calmness and restraint. "The Krum family will remember for generations."

However, the [Experimental Research Laboratory] became famous by virtue of the murderer.

Heimdall was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll change to another one."

"It doesn't need to be like this." Victor tried hard to suppress the explosive negative emotions. He didn't want to embarrass Rieger, so he said as calmly as possible, "This is a matter of our family, and has nothing to do with the Sturluson family. As A Sturluson, you have inherited the will of your ancestors, and the Krum family also has no right to interfere."

Heimdall was stunned, and then stepped forward to hold the opponent's hand, "Mr. Victor Krum, if I were a girl, I would definitely hold on to you tightly until all competitors are driven away and won I will marry you as I wish!"

Victor patted the boy's head and laughed at his prim tone.

Duncan winked at Bernick, who sighed in confusion.

As a Krum, Bernick is not as restrained as Victor.For a long time, he has been quite critical of the traditional practice upheld by the Stulusson family in the [Experimental Research Laboratory].Perhaps because the other half of the blood flowing in his body came from this family, this knowledge made him pay more attention to and care about his mother's natal family's every move than the rest of the Krum family.On the one hand, he was trying his best to restrain the influence of this ancient family on him, on the other hand, he couldn't forgive himself for being weak in will.There was a time when he almost gave in to the temptation of the [Experimental Research Laboratory]... Fortunately, it has passed.

"You will work very hard." Bernik suppressed the turbulent thoughts, and said matter-of-factly, "The [Experimental Laboratory] has ridiculously high requirements for the quality of students. If you don't let your knowledge or even common sense reach the level of excellence, Choosing this laboratory is tantamount to courting death."

Heimdall said with a sad face: "Benson has already put pressure on me. I need some time to digest before I can face more and more terrifying truths."

He suddenly thought whimsically, would it work if he burned incense to the dark wizard Grindelwald and prayed sincerely?