HP's Foreign Land

When the six representatives of the referee team flew into the arena on broomsticks and held the flag of the International Quidditch Federation, the teachers of Hogwarts appeared in the stands together.The students in the rear unanimously slandered the cunning of the professors. It was obvious that the professors wanted to avoid the lengthy speeches given by the Minister of Magic, who was very eager to perform.

No wonder it is said that people from their own country know their own people best. People from other countries who didn't know it before could only bear Minister Fudge's generous speech numbly.Thankfully, speeches always come to an end.

Rommel suppressed his murmurs: "Fortunately, neither the chairman of the Wizarding Union nor the chairman of the British branch is him."

The referee delegation landed in the center of the venue after going around the arena for a week. The audience seemed to have recovered and applauded.These men and women wearing gold star referee logos are upright and upright. The referee whistle in their hands is related to the winning or losing of the participating teams in their own country and their rankings. Therefore, no matter what their original intentions are, some people applaud and applaud extra hard. Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, even stood up excitedly.

Except for Principal Dumbledore, who was as usual, the other professors all squinted.Professor Snape looked back with a cold face, turning a deaf ear to a blind eye; Professor McGonagall turned his head back, and then pursed his lips; Professor Flitwick was fiddling with the hem of his robe, the chair was a bit high for him; the only one of the four deans Miss Sprout was the only one staring at Lockhart wide-eyed.

As long as Mr. Lockhart doesn't talk, pose, speak, or smile so contrived, then he is definitely a handsome and beautiful man who is pleasing to the eye.This shows that God is indeed fair.

In the back seat, Heimdall asked Draco: "How is his class?" Richness is by no means easy to write overnight.Some of the theories and opinions described in the book impressed Heimdall deeply. Although it will make people somewhat disappointed after meeting Lockhart himself, Heimdall's respect for Lockhart has not been weakened by this.There is a saying that is good, people should not be judged by their appearance.So, Heimdall looked at Draco expectantly.

Draco's expression suddenly became tangled, and he said with difficulty under his cousin's expectant eyes: "Maybe it's my illusion, I think Professor Quirrell is better than him..." Draco was relieved But the cousin didn't show any displeasure, just lowered his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Heimdall came to a conclusion: "Not everyone is qualified to be a teacher. Maybe Mr. Lockhart is not suitable to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Draco added from the bottom of his heart: The profession of teaching and educating people is fundamentally not suitable for Gilderoy Lockhart.Draco was quite surprised by Headmaster Naxian's judgment criteria. Professor Lockhart gave him a bad feeling. Draco thought so after the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class this school year.

Dad is a better teacher than him, not to mention the dean.

The surrounding students clapped their hands one after another, and cheered, instead of being perfunctory to Mr. Minister just now, this time they expressed their sincere welcome.

Under the auspices of the Minister of Magic, the Quidditch teams from European schools of magic appeared one after another.The order of appearance of the participating teams is based on the initials of the school's name. Heimdall pondered. From this point of view, Durmstrang's appearance should not be very late.

Heimdall looked at Draco: "Is Hogwarts coming in alphabetical order, or is it the finale?" The latter said he was not sure.Draco told Heimdall of course that a team without Slytherin would be nothing to watch even in the finale.

Heimdall immediately expressed his admiration for the guiding ideology of the Snake Academy.

"Hogwarts is definitely not the finale." Rommel said suddenly, who had been silent for a while. "The finale of this opening ceremony is the special entry group."

"What is the special competition group?" The two cousins ​​asked in unison.

"Like the Liechtenstein Public School of Magic."

Heimdall and Draco nodded suddenly, this one is really special.It should be said that the fact that this school abandons its previous suspicions and is willing to play in the competition itself has very special significance. It is an epoch-making practice that surpasses the predecessors.Heimdall once again thought unkindly, probably because Liechtenstein is tired of seclusion, and his own country has no new things to toss, so he plans to trade the old for the new by tossing other countries.

When Heimdall and the others wandered off in the auditorium, more than ten participating teams had already parked in the center of the venue.The opening ceremony this time is actually to allow more than fifty magic schools to make a collective appearance in front of the world.For many unknown magic schools, it is an excellent opportunity to show themselves to the world. Even if they don't get good grades in future competitions, it's okay, at least they have shown their faces and let people know that there are still people in the world. There is such a school.

[I believe that the participating schools that will appear below don’t need me to introduce more—] Minister Fuji’s introductory speech resounded in the ears again. This time the words were different from the previous ones, and the audience suddenly had a refreshing feeling, and they couldn’t help cheering. Wait and see with long ears. [Welcome the No. [-] seed player of this year's competition, the Quidditch team from Durmstrang College——] Heimdall was the first to jump up and applaud, with his hands in a ring around his mouth, screaming desperately Call.

Driven and stimulated by him sparing no effort, Draco stood up and clapped his hands vigorously in applause. After that, the Slytherins followed suit one by one.For this "black magic factory" with mixed reputation and reputation, the Slytherins have no obstacles in supporting it, and they are even happy to see it as a matter of course.Luna was the first person in Ravencrow to stand up and cheer, and she imitated Heimdall's hand gestures and shouted hoarsely.When the Ravenclaws saw this, you looked at me and I looked at you. After making up their minds, they realized that there seemed to be no loss, so they also stood up and applauded.The Hufflepuffs saw Ms. Sprout, who was in the front row, clapping her hands desperately while looking around, and followed the dean's lead, and stood up too.

As for Gryffindor, only Ron was not far behind, and he was even faster than Draco. The British Minister of Magic had just announced the name of the school, and he jumped up to cheer almost a second before and after Heimdall.

At that moment, Heimdall looked back, and the two teenagers who hadn't seen each other for a long time stared at each other through the thick wall, and then laughed at the same time.

It's a pity that only Ron in the Weasley family was protected by Merlin during the lottery. If the other Weasleys were there, especially Ginny and the twins, even for the sake of Heimdall, they would shout a few times. Instead of a Weasley standing up like now, it looked very abrupt among the other Gryffindors who were sitting indifferently.

"Idol————" A lot of Durmstrang's miniature flags were erected in the stands next door, looking like a small forest from a distance, and Heimdall saw Curly Monaco jumping up and down with the small flags It doesn't stop, it is estimated that those who wave the banner are fans who have been encouraged by him to succeed.

Victor's name reverberated in the arena, and the Hogwarts students couldn't help but stare wide-eyed. They couldn't understand the deafening cheers and the uncontrollable excitement of students from other countries.British magic schools are rarely in line with Europe in terms of Quidditch. Naturally, students here cannot empathize with and integrate into it like students who live on the continent of Europa and have experienced the mystery. They are more just passively applauding and passively participating. , passively watching the commotion in front of him.

Professor Katenen suddenly said with emotion: "With such a large support base, it would be a waste of money if Krum didn't play professional games."

"He's decided to play," Heimdall said.

Professor Katenen showed a "I'm not surprised" smile.

Rommel made no comment on this.

Arms tightened, and Heimdall looked at Draco, who was clutching his sleeve desperately, in amazement, and the latter stammered and said, "Come on..."

What's coming?Before he could ask, a piece of clothes suddenly swept over his head.Heimdall looked up, under the high blue sky, the ace whose name was cheered by the audience was riding a broom and stopped above, looking at him with a deep smile in his eyes.

Not only their stand, but people in other stands looked dumbfounded, wondering what Ace's move meant.

something?Heimdall asked with his eyes.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Victor shook his hand violently, and a small bouquet of pale yellow flowers fell in front of Heimdall, who subconsciously caught it.This bouquet of delicate and half-closed flowers begins to tremble slightly and burst into full bloom as soon as it touches the human hand. Each flower is like a miniature trumpet, which is called out softly, and the flower head still shakes to the left decently. Shaking to the right, the blades rustled.

Before Heimdall could react from it, Victor on the broom suddenly flipped lightly, and in the collective astonishment of Hogwarts teachers and students, he hung upside down on the broom handle, his head swung down and pecked at Heimdall's lips. On the other hand, the sound of the kiss was extraordinarily crisp, and Heimdall was stunned on the spot.

Draco opened his mouth wide as if his jaw had dislocated, and saw that the shape of his mouth could fit an egg.

Everyone in Hogwarts stared blankly at the big cat who was stealing in public and quickly flew away on the broom with a relaxed expression on his face. As soon as he flew back to the stadium, the school team members began to surround Victor on the broom Going around in circles, whistling, coaxing, winking, making faces at him, teasing and teasing their Seeker.

In stark contrast, the Hogwarts stands were completely silent and silent.

After a while, the talent on the stand slowly recovered from the state of sculpture. At this time, Minister Fudge's introduction sounded again. I don't know if it was an illusion or the truth, and Mr. Minister's voice was a little trembling.The vast majority of people were still immersed in the scene just now and couldn't extricate themselves, they couldn't hear what Mr. Minister was saying at all.

Heimdall heard a crazy roar from another stand, and it was the curly hair again, who seemed to be howling some flattering words like "too handsome".

Heimdall, who came back to his senses, felt that his face was a little hot, so he held the flowers and remained silent for a long time.

Draco recognized the twittering narcissus in Heimdall's hand. This is the trumpet narcissus cultivated by Ms. Sprout. It is only found in Hogwarts in the world. It was specially prepared by the British Ministry of Magic for the opening ceremony. It is bound to make every flower show its uniqueness and flawlessness, which is unprecedented and unique.Drake believes that Victor Krum's move can be said to kill two birds with one stone. One is to tell the world that Rigg is unique to him; the other is the declaration of the champion. Throwing it into the audience, Klum did this in advance, in a sense, it conveyed the championship declaration from the No. [-] seed to all participating schools.

Thinking of this, Draco cast a funny glance at Rig who was pretending to be calm, and smiled wickedly, seeing such a shy cousin was not in vain.

Papa Rommel looked contemptuously at the ugly, noisy... flower, and snorted heavily!

Heimdall didn't dare to pick this moment to add fuel to the flames, so he closed his mouth and shrunk his neck, and said in his heart, look, he's been stimulated too much, he's starting to rebound.