HP's Foreign Land

There were shouts from the front seat, and Lucius frowned. He wasn't sure where the man who lost his dignity was who was screaming.The most important thing in the VIP table is people with great backgrounds. Lucius can't remember them all. This is not his job, but Sidaba sitting on his left...or Basida... ...In short, it should be under the jurisdiction of the Department of International Magical Cooperation.

Just as Lucius pretended to be attentively listening to the introductory speech read by their minister, a ball of bright yellow things fell from the sky, fell between Lucius and Adam Krauss, and slipped from the elbows of the two, no one bothered Go take a peek.This poor bouquet of carefully cultivated flowers falling at the feet is not a flattery to Lucius or Lord Claus. Obviously, the player from a certain country in the sky missed his head, and the evidence is that the screaming politician stretched out Before he could take back the hand that caught the flower, he stared at the culprit on the broomstick with red ears.

After the embarrassing silence passed, Lucius covered the corner of his mouth with his hand, and suddenly found that today was a particularly pleasant day, and he wanted to laugh again.

Since Victor Krum's flower-throwing incident, every subsequent school has been busy doing the same, throwing flowers and plants into the auditorium as if they were afraid of falling behind.The VIP seat is the first choice and only option for students to parabolic in the sky, and the ordinary audience seats cannot enjoy this treatment.

However, here comes the problem. Incidents of "accidental injury" caused by high-altitude parabolic objects have occurred frequently. More than [-]% of the flowers were not thrown in place. It's not enough to turn into mud.

From this point of view, before imitating, you have to weigh whether you have this physiological basis, at least, your eyesight is accurate.

In fact, this is not the real reason for Lucius to laugh, his laughter comes from the other [-]% throwing in place.When everyone didn't realize it, flower throwing suddenly became a competition. The VIPs were undercurrents and silently competing for a moment. And move, the body is light, and the position is coquettish.

Winning or losing depends on the toss and scoop in the blink of an eye.

Things backfired, and she lost her face under the eyes of everyone.The one who gets what he wants can't help but glance at the special seat for Hogwarts at the moment he gets the flowers.

Lucius was full of emotions, and everyone who was usually high-spirited and defiant, became unrestrained now.Uncle Lucius thought amusedly, wondering how Rigg felt now after all the attention salutes he had received.

In fact, nephew Rigg felt nothing at all.

The special seats for Hogwarts were far away from the VIP seats, facing each other almost across the entire field. Even if those dignitaries looked at him, Heimdall at the other end would not be able to receive their glances.

What the politicians are doing is useless, but unfortunately they don't know, or, for the sake of comfort, they pretend not to know.

Then, the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft, which everyone had expected, appeared, and it was overwhelmingly dark. The robes worn by the players were no longer the obvious characteristics of the school. The four-color animal coat of arms of the Academy.

As Rommel revealed, they were not the finale.

Flying at the forefront to lead the team are the two Seekers of the team, one of them is no stranger to Heimdall, Cedric Diggory, who has had a relationship with both sides, is three arms away from Cedric Flying alongside are the Ravenclaw Seekers.I heard from Draco that after discussion between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, they decided that the two Seekers would take turns to play, and so did the other players.

It can be seen from Draco's dismissive look when he narrated that Master Malfoy despised this comprehensive approach very much.

"It's just child's play! Now I don't like them even more!" Draco said to Heimdall without any scruples. "Playing Quidditch is not like playing wizard chess. If one game fails, you can change another game and start over again. Quidditch pays attention to team spirit. In addition to individual skills, the cooperation between players is very important. Like How can they cultivate team spirit if you go up today and I will come tomorrow?"

Heimdall is not a student of Hogwarts, so it is inconvenient to talk about it, and he can see that the more Draco complains, the more hesitating, the more concerned he is, and he cares about it to death, but he just sneers , his cousin will always disagree.

Naturally, Heimdall can't just agree or object, the best way is to keep silent.Indeed, as Heimdall speculated, Draco was simply expressing his dissatisfaction and didn't care about his cousin's silence.

The ears were filled with high-pitched and shrill applause, and the Hogwarts students in the seats started screaming and applauding the moment the team entered the stage.In order to repay the cheers from the students of the school earlier, Heimdall decided to reciprocate, so he stood up early, and was pulled back by Draco in the next second. Not only that, but he also warned him not to do this, shame.

Heimdall stared at him speechlessly for a while, and there was nothing he could do about his awkwardness.

How abrupt it is to sit still and be caught in the crowd that is all standing up.

Except for two people.Professor Katenin clapped his hands symbolically, which was already a great way to save face.Rommel watched blankly, just watching.

Heimdall sighed to himself that he couldn't do what his father did for granted and be indifferent.Heimdall tore off the hand that was clutching his sleeve, stood up and applauded vigorously.

Draco withdrew his hand with a grunt, and stood up and screamed for help.

Heimdall shook his head at his cousin with a helpless expression, and Draco blushed suddenly.

After all, it is the host school, with the right time, place and people. The spirit of the Hogwarts representative team is very good, and everyone is full of energy, unlike some schools that appeared earlier with a list of jet-lag upside-down sleepy The face beats the spirit.

People found that the frequency of the British Minister of Magic's explanations suddenly slowed down. The Hogwarts representative team circled the venue ten times before the Minister of Magic finished all the introductions.

After that, the audience began to stare at the two Seekers without turning their eyes. By the time Hogwarts came out, the audience had already learned from the team in front of them.

There is no doubt about throwing flowers at the VIP seats.Many people muttered in their hearts.

In the determined sound of the audience, under the eyes of Minister Fudge, who was almost trembling with excitement, Cedric pulled the broom handle, and the dark brown broom tail drew a graceful arc in the air. The Hogwarts seats swooped down.

The audience's eyes widened in unison—some surprised, some excited, some disappointed.

The ones who are surprised are the audience who made mistakes in their brains; the ones who are excited are the students of Hogwarts;

The special seat for Hogwarts ushered in the second high-altitude parabola after the flower-throwing gate.

The handsome Cedric may have been a little nervous, lost in the attention of dozens of pairs of eyes, but fortunately, the person in the seat knew who he was throwing flowers to, and there was no embarrassing snatching scene.Principal Dumbledore borrowed a little magic to make the bouquet turn around in the air and slowly fall into his palm. The students of Hogwarts cheered instantly.

It is worth mentioning that Hogwarts is a little more innovative than the previous schools that blindly imitated. Cedric dropped the second bouquet. This time he was obviously not so nervous, and the daffodil fell into Hufflepuff impartially. In the hands of the dean of Qi Academy.

There were cheers again.

Ms. Sprout grinned from ear to ear holding daffodils she had grown.

Then, Cedric dropped a third bouquet, this time to Professor Flitwick.Professor Flitwick reacted quickly, quickly pulled out his wand, and with a light wave, the bouquet seemed to be pulled down by something and suspended in front of his eyes.Professor Flitwick nodded to Cedric with a smile, and he did not hesitate to praise him.This professor has a lot of experience in encouraging students, which is the exact opposite of the head of Slytherin.

Under the background of such a harmonious scene, Draco murmured in an unpleasant way: "You really know how to be a man."

Heimdall refrained from rolling his eyes, pretending he didn't hear anything.

The Hogwarts students were satisfied, and they used three bouquets of flowers to show off, which is unprecedented.At least you can sit on the second floor and wait behind Durmstrang. A group of British students can't help but make up their minds.Even if the schools behind them follow suit, and even come up with the fourth and fifth bundles, we, Hogwarts, are the first to do so.

Suddenly, the British students calmed down.

They stopped worrying and staring at the teams from other schools with unkind faces, but calmly smiled at every participating team that came out later, and finally were willing to face up to everything in front of them and show the generosity and kindness that the organizer should have. boldness.

On the contrary, the British Minister of Magic, who had lost his hopes, became depressed, and even his voice was no longer as loud and powerful as before. His whole body was like a frosted eggplant, absent-minded and sullen.

Someone stepped forward to take over his job, Minister Fudge didn't struggle much this time, he quickly unloaded the burden, sat down in his seat dejectedly, and went to lick his wounded little heart.

The working hours of the British Minister of Magic are relatively long. After Mr. Mustafa, the chairman of the International Quidditch Federation, handed over the work to him, there are only three introductions for the schools left. A school landed safely in the center of the field.

In other words, the opening ceremony is coming to an end.

[The following is the special competition group of this competition——] Mustafa's voice echoed over the field, and the audience was stunned for a moment, and everyone had a bad reaction when the commentator was suddenly changed.Fortunately, Mr. Chairman's English is relatively standard, without an obvious accent, and it didn't take long for the audience to get used to his slightly hoarse old voice.

Rommel suddenly smiled evilly at Heimdall: "The finale is coming."

Heimdall was puzzled, Liechtenstein, isn't this obvious, why should he be specially reminded?Draco also blinked inexplicably.

Without any suspense, the Liechtenstein Public Magic School was admitted.This time, not only Hogwarts students, but also dignitaries from other countries clapped their hands seriously, not as perfunctory as before.For this country that dared to openly challenge the Wizarding Union for centuries, the vast majority of people responded with awe and admiration.

They want to know the wizarding world of this country too much, but they have nowhere to go. This Youth Quidditch Cup is an opportunity. Many important officials who came to the UK to participate in the opening ceremony came with the task of getting a glimpse of the door.It's a pity that the special competition group didn't arrive at the venue until before the opening ceremony. Before that, there was no sound at all, which made many well-prepared politicians who arrived in the UK ahead of schedule rush to nothing.

The Liechtenstein team swung around in front of the VIP seats and landed straight away.This seemingly low-key but arrogant act made Mustafa feel relieved. Unlike other schools, the school did not send a commentary. Due to the international situation, the Quidditch Federation could not send people to the local area to understand situation, it was a headache until the opening ceremony took place.

They helped a lot in this way, and Mustafa happily encouraged the audience to give this mysterious school another round of applause.

"It's been compared in one go." Draco's voice was muffled.

"What's wrong?" Heimdall was puzzled.

"It's also black robes. The competition robes worn by Liechtenstein players are made of the most expensive fabric in Europe. Haven't you seen that? Those robes will reflect circles of matte in the sun, that is The ones embedded with gold wires can only have such a visual effect when gold or silver wires are screwed in when twisting the thread by hand."

Heimdall blinked his eyes, then stomped his feet: "The side of my socks is rolled with silver thread."

Draco immediately looked at him with contempt, frowned and said, "That's not a thing at all! Where is the silver thread on your sock, it's just a circle of dyed cotton thread!"

Rommel coughed, trying not to laugh.

Just as Draco was imparting knowledge to his cousin, Chairman Mustafa's voice sounded again——

【Next is another member of the special competition group, which is also the finale of this competition. Let us welcome the Heideggerck School of Magic from Scandinavia—】After a brief silence, the audience There was an uproar.

Heimdall seemed to think of something, and looked at Rommel in a blink of an eye, who was looking ahead with a smile.

Isn't there only Liechtenstein in the special entry group?Where did this Heidegger come from?

Just when everyone was full of question marks, Mustafa spoke again——

[The Heideggerach School of Magic and Magic was only established 20 years ago, and many people even heard of its name for the first time. To be honest, if it weren't for the meager kindness of an old man like me, they would have no intention of participating in the competition. 】When Heideggerak's team flew into the field, Heimdall saw a cloud of eyes again. This magic school also uses black competition robes?Just when Heimdall thought so, he saw the dull purple light from the robes on the students, which turned into blue twinkling stars when the distance was further away.Heimdall glanced at Draco, who was putting on a pedantic look, concentrating on the fabric of his clothes...

"This school..." Heimdall looked at his father hesitantly.

"When I founded it, I contributed both money and effort, and later I got the position of honorary principal." Rommel said easily without taking it seriously.

A certain honorary principal sitting on the other side of Rommel gave him a funny look.

Rommel smiled at Heimdall: "The new generation of the Sturlusson family all go to school in Heidegerak, and the tradition of graduating from Durmstrang will come to an end on you."

"I'm sorry." Professor Katenen said abruptly.

The two Sturlusons looked at him at the same time, and Katenen shrugged: "Considering my current job, I have to say something, don't I?"

The question marks that had been lingering in Heimdall's mind suddenly disappeared. Since he entered school, he has always wondered why there are no other Strulussons in Durmstrang. stage no children of similar age.It turned out that there was no such thing, but that they had already started to create a new family tradition.

While Heimdall was stunned, he didn't ask Rommel out of nowhere, why did he let me go to Durmstrang in the first place.

"Because my mentor is in Durmstrang." Rommel seemed to have understood Heimdall's thoughts, stroked his hair, and said softly. "I hope you will also study and live there, and experience the environment I was in contact with at the beginning. How can I say that Durmstrang is my alma mater, its humanistic heritage and teachers are extraordinary, I am not indifferent to it Emotional."

"I am very honored."

The two Strulusons looked at Katenen at the same time, and the latter said helplessly again: "You call me a teacher, I think I should say something."

Rommel showed a regretful expression.

Heimdall's sleeve was held by Draco again, and the poor cuff was crumpled into a ball. "What's the matter?" Heimdall asked.

"Here it is again." Draco's voice was a little excited, different from the initial excitement with horror, this would be pure excitement.

Seeing this, Heimdall suddenly felt panicked. When he raised his head, he saw a big living man riding a broom on top of his head.

The black robe with leather elbow pads made him look heroic, majestic, and very handsome.

The man first nodded to Rommel, and then grinned at Heimdall. His teeth were very white and his smile was bright. His handsome facial features seemed to be lit up, and he seemed to be in high spirits. His ginger hair was shining brightly in the sun. , Heimdall was in a trance for a moment, and found that this face looked familiar...

Then, the man said a word to Heimdall.

Heimdall looked at Rommel with question marks on his face.

"He is greeting you," Rommel replied.

"he is……"

"Arnar Sturluson." Rommel further explained. "Grandson of Kroner Larsson Sturluson."

It took Heimdall a long time to realize that he was the grandson of the Linde twins' grandfather.Heimdall hadn't fully recovered from the memory, suddenly something soft and warm was pasted on his face, and at the same time, another bouquet of trumpet daffodils was stuffed into his hand.

Victor Klum's unique skill of hanging his relatives upside down has been imitated to the letter.

However, after this nephew named Anar took advantage of his uncle in public, he flew away on a broom contentedly as if nothing had happened.

Leave a stunned audience in the stands.

Draco's jaw didn't drop this time, and he covered it with his hands.

"Your family is so warm..." Master Malfoy said dryly.

Heimdall gestured his middle finger in the direction of his nephew's departure, son of a bitch, it's so unruly!