HP's Foreign Land

Duncan pushed open the door of the Pig's Head Bar with a sharp sword, and saw three people sitting in the bar at a glance, his feet suddenly retracted, and the door slammed shut in front of his eyes.The two teammates behind him looked at each other in blank dismay. The moment they pushed the door open, they saw the same scenery as Duncan.

"What are you doing blocking the door?" Bernick looked at the three of them in confusion.

The two players behind Duncan replied blankly: "I don't know." They just followed Duncan.

Bernick looked at the old man, and said mockingly, "Hey, what's in it? A dragon holding eggs?"

Duncan blinked his eyes and scratched his head: "Yeah, what am I hiding? What can I hide? It's not me who wants to hide!" Duncan expressed his confusion about his flinching behavior.

It's inexplicable!Bernick gave him a blank look, squeezed Duncan away forcefully, and pushed open the door with his arms outstretched. His eyes just met Heimdall who was looking over. In an instant, the door closed again. Going up, like Duncan, he also gave himself a rejection.

Duncan was waiting, so he smiled and said, "Did you see the dragon holding the egg?"

Bernick took a deep breath. In his opinion, that man was more terrifying than a dragon.

At this moment, Heimdall sitting in the bar looked suspiciously at the open and close door. For a moment, he seemed to see Duncan and Bernick...

Rommel and Aberforth chatted, but neither seemed to notice anything unusual at the door.

In the end, Victor was the first to push the door open, and the school team members followed him into the bar.Bernick was the last to come in, and the shy cat tried to "stealth" behind his cousin, but unfortunately this childish trick failed.

Rommel's eyes didn't even slant, and he snorted coldly, "Bernick, is this how you treat your cousin? Am I just disgusting you like that?"

Bernick burst into tears on the spot, stood up from behind Victor as quickly as possible, and said with a dry smile, "Nice to meet you, Rommel."

"I don't see how happy you are."

Bernick choked and fell silent.

The bar was silent for a while, and the school team members were all in danger. They knew that this was none of their business, but they still couldn't help but feel terrified. They also shamelessly believed that this was the so-called team spirit in their hearts. They looked at him sympathetically. Captain, just watched sympathetically.Several new members who had never seen Rommel did not even dare to show their atmosphere.What's happening here?The new members looked dazed.

At this time, the door of the Pig's Head Bar opened again, and Professor Katenen walked in. Immediately after entering the door, he felt the strange situation in the store. He paused for a moment, and then closed the door calmly.

Bernick had expected the professor to help him, but Mr. Honorary Headmaster ignored it, walked over and sat on the left of Rommel, and asked Aberforth for a glass of hot whiskey.

Bernick's heart was broken.

"The rehearsal is over?" Heimdall looked at him and asked.

Bernick's eyes lit up, his face glowed again, and he hurriedly said: "It's over, it will officially start at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." If it weren't for Rommel's powerful prestige, he really wanted to rush over and hug Heimdall hard Nibble twice.Seeing that the crisis had been resolved, Bernick's captain immediately became more aggressive, and waved his big hand with arrogance: "What are you doing here? Why should you go?"

All the team members despised him severely from the bottom of their hearts.

After a while, the team members dispersed one after another, and the nearly one-day rehearsal was even more tiring than the last game.The British Minister of Magic, who presided over the rehearsal, didn't take these young people from foreign countries seriously at all. He pointed at them and flew around the field like chess pieces. The minister had to hold back, and they might still be playing wizard chess on the grounds at Hogwarts.

Victor walked behind Heimdall, leaned over to pick up the cup in front of him, and took a big gulp of what Heimdall had drunk.Victor put the glass back and tugged at Heimdall's neckline.

Heimdall turned around and looked, his eyes filled with question marks.

Victor made a gesture, and Heimdall understood. He wanted to be alone with himself, so he turned to look at his father. Rommel was listening to the conversation between Professor Katenen and Aberforth with a serious face. Focus on nothing else.Heimdall stared at his father's face for a long time, but his father's attention was always occupied by the conversation.Heimdall couldn't help it. Just as he was about to speak, Rommel suddenly turned his face to look at him: "I'll talk about it later."

Heimdall had no choice but to dismiss the idea temporarily, and turned back to give his boyfriend a helpless look.

Victor's heart sank immediately, feeling bad.

As it turned out, his feelings were damn right.

Wait until after dinner is over.Rommel never gave Heimdall any chance to speak. He could always come up with various but the same reasons to divert Heimdall's attention and make Heimdall forget his original intention.He knew his son like the back of his hand, and he played with it with ease, but Victor could only sit aside, swallowing his anger, seeing what he saw and hating in his heart.

What he didn't understand was that the punishment came so suddenly, why?What angered Rommel Strulusson, made him give up his silence and start targeting himself?Victor was puzzled.

This depressing day finally came to an end in an even more depressing way. Mr. Victor Krum was lying alone on the cold bed, staring at the reflections on the wall with fangs and claws, unable to sleep for a long time.

***

If there really is a God in this world, then He must be playing with himself.After dawn the next day, Victor stared at a stream of sunlight shining on the dusty window sill, thinking almost sacrilegiously.

Obviously, Rommel Strulusson did not give up anything because of a good night's sleep, the father and son are still in harmony "like glue", and he, Victor Krum, can only do nothing to face this picture of father and son. The happy picture of kindness and filial piety stares blankly.

How unfair this is!

During breakfast, Bernick quietly hinted whether he had offended someone without knowing it, Victor didn't answer, it was indeed the case, he couldn't find a place to prescribe the right medicine.

Heimdall looked at his boyfriend's tense expression and sighed helplessly. He was not a fool. He might not have realized anything at first, but later he understood.Heimdall raised his face and gave his father a funny look with deep meaning. The latter pretended not to understand, and refilled Heimdall's teacup with a smile on his face.

Heimdall knew that this was to make him shut up and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

After finishing breakfast, the school team set off two hours early according to the plan made before the rehearsal ended yesterday, and the members got up and left the bar one after another.Heimdall disobeyed his father for the first time, stood up and grabbed Victor's sleeve, and said to him, "I look forward to your appearance at the opening ceremony."

Victor smiled softly, stroked his face, lingered on it for a while, and glanced at Rommel very provocatively before leaving.

Rommel let out a disdainful snort from his nose.

Heimdall suddenly felt like a worthless husband caught between the domineering mother-in-law and the arrogant daughter-in-law.

***

Hogwarts has made sufficient preparations for today's opening ceremony. Whether it is a carriage or a ship, there is always one that can bring you to the opening ceremony.

In order to avoid the possible peak flow of people, at the suggestion of Professor Katenen, a group of three people left the Pig's Head Bar at around seven o'clock.They chose to go by boat because Heimdall wanted to.The boat moved forward slowly, making low waves on the lake.The lake view in autumn is very beautiful, the mountains in the distance are orange, yellow and orange, and the plants by the lake are colorful with frost and leaves.Hogwarts presents the ever-changing and dynamic beauty of nature, which is different from Durmstrang, which is frozen in the sky-as if it is eternally imprisoned by white snow.

Hogwarts' Quidditch pitch Heimdall is no stranger, and he played Quidditch once in it.But today's stadium is completely different from last time, not because it is bigger, but because the atmosphere is more formal than last time, less impetuous and more solemn.

The colors that originally belonged to Hogwarts were all replaced by the black and gold double-colored flags and curtains representing the International Quidditch Federation. The colorful school flags of 57 magic schools were strung together in a ring and suspended around the venue. The flag of the Quidditch Federation was waving in the wind.

In order to receive dignitaries from all over the world to attend the opening ceremony, at the insistence of Minister Cornelius Fudge, an extra VIP seat was set up around the stadium.As Rommel, there is no doubt that there must be a place for him in the VIP box, but he himself did not take it to heart. When passing by the entrance below the VIP seat, he passed by without squinting. The British Minister of Magic The attentive smile froze on his face.

After asking the opinions of the two adults, Professor Katenen and his father agreed that they had no opinion on where to sit, and let Heimdall figure it out.Just as Heimdall was about to find a place to sit, someone called his name loudly above his head. Heimdall looked up and saw Luna waving to him from the stand directly above.

Professor Katenen and Rommel nodded secretly, it seems that this is the place.

They climbed the wooden stairs to the high stands.

What Heimdall didn't expect was that this was a special seat for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft, and it was already [-]% full.Surrounded by students wearing Hogwarts school uniform and robes, he, Durmstrang, seemed rather abrupt under the eyes of everyone.Although I am very happy to see Luna again, but he is not a student of Hogwarts, I am afraid it is not appropriate to sit here!

Just as he was about to retreat, Draco questioned from behind: "Where are you going? I just chased you up!" The cousin expressed strong dissatisfaction.

At this time, Rommel made a decision: "It doesn't matter where you sit." He and Professor Katenen picked up a random seat and sat there, regardless of whether other people would be seated with tickets later, very arrogant.

Heimdall was speechless, that's not what the two said just now.

Draco was surprised at first that his cousin's father appeared here. According to his knowledge, Rommel Strulusson should be sitting in the VIP seat like his father, but Draco quickly put it aside. These.

He pushed Heimdall to sit next to Rommel, which happened to be the position of the Slytherins. Heimdall didn't understand that even if they sat in the same seat, they had to have a clear barrier.Fortunately, there were Ravenclaw students sitting in front of Slytherin, and even better, Luna was sitting in front of Heimdall.The row of empty seats at the front is reserved for teachers at Hogwarts.

After being seated, Hogwarts students with familiar or unfamiliar faces greeted Heimdall friendly one after another. Surrounded by the greetings, Heimdall tried his best to express himself in a pleasant manner.

"You haven't sent a manuscript for a long time." Luna's trainee editor-in-chief suddenly turned her head and criticized Heimdall's behavior of abandoning the pit.

Based on Heimdall's experience, there is no future for talking to Miss Lovegood about the impermanence of life, so she lowered her eyebrows and said that she must work hard to improve after returning home, and Miss Lovegood nodded in satisfaction.

At this time, Heimdall suddenly reacted and said to Luna: "You were sorted into Ravenclaw College?"

Luna replied slowly: "It's obvious, isn't it?"

Heimdall laughed: "Yes, obviously, congratulations."

Luna smiled at him, then turned back and sat down.

Heimdall looked left and right for a while, but there was no Gryffindor in the small stands, so he asked Draco curiously, "What standard do you use to participate in the opening ceremony this time?"

"Draw lots." Draco replied.

That is, by luck?Heimdall raised his eyebrows: "You're lucky!"

Draco's answer was beyond Heimdall's expectation: "It's not my luck." Then he explained under his cousin's puzzled eyes: "I exchanged the lottery note privately with another person who was drawn. I didn't draw myself."

"That is to say, it was given to you by someone else?"

"Yeah." Draco said naturally. "I told her I was going, and she took the initiative to give me the place."

Heimdall felt that his so-called "active" might need quotation marks.

Heimdall asked again: "Didn't Gryffindor get any?"

Draco curled his lips angrily, and squeezed out a smirk: "Lions are the patent for being late." The surrounding Slytherins immediately let out a series of sharp and piercing laughter.

Heimdall was amused by the way they never forget to confront each other no matter when and where.

"Hurry up! Harry!" Ron's piercing yell suddenly came from the stairs at the back, and Draco raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically at the same moment he heard it.

After a short period of silence, Ron's voice came again, this time more like howling: "It's too uncomfortable to sit here, if you're not careful, you'll roll off..."

Then Miss Granger's intermittent chatter.

The Gryffindor seats in the rear were being filled one by one.

Heimdall asked Draco: "Why does Gryffindor sit so far back?" It was arranged at the end of the four colleges, next to the stairs.

Draco pulled out a gloating smile: "Draw lots."