HP's Foreign Land

Bernick's feeling is not good, more specifically, very bad.The following statement may make him seem arrogant, but Durmstrang has never lacked confidence in Quidditch. In the previous handover ceremonies of school team captains, the retiring will always express to the successor, "This honor will be yours. Hands on."Bernick heard those words from August before the end of the last school year.

Coming to England for the opening ceremony, Bernick was all prepared, but his preparation was based on the confidence of the captain of the Durmstrang school team.As we all know, they have Victor, so to speak, like the leading attacker in wizard chess, who can take the opponent's king at any time and anywhere.Whether it is advancing or retreating, attacking or defending, the side that controls the rhythm of the game is the winner, and the little golden ball with wings is the decisive force.

Thinking of this, Bernick couldn't help but bitterness in his mouth, he now understands the meaning of the ulterior motive that August said at the time of the handover.

"There is only one Victor Krum. I left you a trump card, what do you want to give to your next one?"

At that time, Bernick was very ambitious and wanted to make a big fight. August didn't listen to what he said. In fact, after a little thought, he could find that August was warning him that the former captain had already expected the school team. The embarrassment that may be encountered in the future.

The reality is as unkind as ever, and Durmstrang has produced a Victor Krum in the hundreds of years since its establishment.

After school started in September this year, Bernick has entered the sixth grade and will be graduating in the next year.According to the tradition of the Durmstrang school team, the current captain must find a successor before graduation. The successor must be approved by the student union and the principal before taking office, and the current captain does not really make the decision.Although there has never been an embarrassing incident of forced replacement of candidates in history.

For the current Bernick, choosing his own successor is not terrible. What is terrible is that after they graduate, he will keep a Durmstrang school team without Victor Krum in the school.Who will replace Victor at that time, and who can replace Victor.Bernick racked his brains and thought for a long time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the fact before him was that there was no successor.

Bernick thought of last year when they won a big victory in Greece. On the way back to the hotel, August said abruptly, "Do you remember the original school team? It was before Victor joined."

Bernick was stunned.

The expression on August's face suddenly faded, and it was somewhat blurred under the starry night sky, and then he said softly, "I don't remember anymore."

Bernick was silent because, like August, that history has been largely forgotten.There is no doubt that Bernick is one of them.

Memory is sometimes a thing that loves the new and dislikes the old.

The moment he walked into the door of the hotel, August said to Bernick with emotion: "We rely too much on Victor."

Victor Krum is Bernick's cousin, the same age as Bernick, and they will graduate in the same year. The memory stops here, and Bernick has a sense of urgency to be stabbed in the neck.

The Durmstrang varsity team landed to deafening cheers when two-thirds of the team hadn't played yet.Among the teams that have already entered the arena, only Beauxbatons has the strength to compete with them. The other schools almost stare at them with envy, jealousy and fear. Those complex eyes interpret the expression of the silence. profound connotation.

At that time, every member of the team was extremely proud. Their usual wretched demeanor was gone, and each of them stood upright and proudly faced all of this, full of the air of a master. What they paid for their free time, they deserved it.

Captain Bernick was not as calm as he appeared on the surface, he was already a little bit flustered.Time waits for no one, just when Captain Bernick was complacent, the remaining two-thirds were not idle, showing what should be shown, and what should be shown in the limelight.Bernick began to panic. Through this opening ceremony, he saw the youth Quidditch team from a strange country, and there were many highly skilled people among them.

Laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway.Don't underestimate the display that goes around the field. Experienced people can perceive the ingenuity of the universe on the broom just by looking at the flying postures of different degrees.

Bernick realized that he was a frog in a well. Fortunately, although he was complacent, he also knew how to restrain himself in time, and he was not blindly arrogant.Bernick yelled in his heart how lucky it was, luckily the International Quidditch Federation insisted on having an opening ceremony, and luckily those schools showed themselves unreservedly, not to be outdone, and most fortunately, he was beaten because of this, which served as a warning Very timely, otherwise Durmstrang will be humiliated in front of the people of the world next time.

Bernick scanned around and found that all the team members had serious expressions and serious eyes, and he felt relieved.After you go back, you have to study it carefully.Bernick gave himself homework.

At the same time, Duncan, who was standing next to him, suddenly muttered in French, and Bernick looked up, just in time to see the wonderful scene of Heideggerack's Seeker hanging upside down with the golden hook, almost Victor's set The replica of his own movements, Bernick has never seen anyone who can imitate so well and smoothly before, and this opening ceremony gave him too many surprises.

"So what, it doesn't matter if the movements are beautiful, the key is speed." Someone on the team muttered.

Bernick understood that without the sense of urgency of facing an enemy, it would be impossible for the battle-tested cattle to say such words.The heartless guys also started to get nervous. Thinking of this, Bernick was completely relieved, he would just mutter unwillingly, for fear of being indifferent and arrogant, thinking that he is number one in the world.

"That Seeker flies beautifully." There are still outspoken people on the team.

"Does beauty work? The broomsticks on those promotional posters fly beautifully, too. The top is empty, no one sits on it, and they don't even need a rider." This one belongs to the one who likes to compete.

"If you want to ride beautifully, you have to spend time practicing. The key is to be willing to work hard, but catching the Golden Snitch is different. It all depends on talent." This is a third-party attitude based on facts.

"Hey, Seeker, what do you think?" Duncan elbowed Victor.

The members of the school team fell silent for a moment and looked towards the professionals.

Victor said nothing for a long time.

The players were very upset. Could it be that the Heideggerack Seeker's skills were so good that their ace was speechless in shock?

Duncan observed Victor's face for a long time, suddenly stretched his arms around his neck, hooked him hard, ignored Victor's struggle when he suddenly woke up, and whispered to Victor's ear: "The whole team Let's all watch, who will you show your unsmiling, dead face?"

Victor's eyebrows were piled up, and the team members who were always paying attention to this direction became more nervous, and their hearts were hanging in their throats.

"What are you looking at me for? What's the matter?" Victor said calmly.

The team members burst into tears immediately, they can be distracted like this, this is a master!

Bernick and Duncan, who knew Victor very well, were much more sober than those players who blindly admired him. They knew that Ace was having trouble.

"You are too stingy." Duncan teased Victor with a strange smile. "Didn't you just kiss on the face, I have kissed less before—"

Victor's eyes flickered coldly.

Duncan immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "I won't dare again in the future."

"Okay, let's be serious!" Captain Bernick couldn't stand it anymore.

Victor tore off Duncan and pulled his arm, and then said, "It's really good in terms of technology. I didn't expect the Struluson family to have such a talent."

"Do you know him?" Duncan asked Bernick.

The latter put his face down and said unhappily, "I remember my surname is Krum."

"Let Daisy go find out the enemy's situation!" Duncan urged.

Bernick gave him a blank look: "It's because you figured it out."

"Isn't it very convenient." Duncan thought it was a good idea.

Victor said: "He was afraid that Daisy would be instigated by Rommel if Daisy failed to explore the secrets, and he would tell us all about us."

Bernick said angrily: "My mother will never get involved. She has never been interested in children's tricks."

Someone in the school team suddenly made a voice: "Let Rigg go check it out?"

The surroundings fell silent again.

"No!" Victor categorically rejected it before anyone else could speak.

Duncan shrugged, "If you can't do it, you can't do it, and you won't be entangled soon."

Bernick didn't think Victor would agree from the beginning, and Victor would never create any opportunity to embarrass Rigg.

The rest of the team members looked at me and I looked at you, changed the subject, turned around and continued to make up.

When Heideggerack's team landed, the team's captain and Seeker took the opportunity to greet the Krum brothers. None of them spoke, just nodded and shook hands.

"They are very confident." Bernick said softly, looking at the backs of the two leaving.

Victor said: "This is also a manifestation of strength."

Bernick straightened his lips.

***

After the show ended, audiences from all over the world did not rush home, because the British Ministry of Magic would hold a reception for the opening ceremony in the evening, and the dignitaries with their own minds were naturally reluctant to leave.

Introduced by his father, Heimdall met Arnar Strulusson for the second time in the Pig's Head Bar where he was staying.Anar gave Heimdall the impression that he was a hearty young man who loved to laugh. He always kept a smile on his face, but he didn't look frivolous.

Anal was three grades ahead of Heimdall.

The whole conversation was interspersed with Rommel's translation, which made Dad look very busy, and Heimdall secretly made up his mind to spend time learning another foreign language.

They didn't have much to talk about. After meeting the second Sturluson besides the grandfather's family who immigrated to the UK, Heimdall suddenly found that his understanding of the family was still at the starting line, except for a visit to the ancestors. Apart from getting acquainted with the ancestors, the gallery still doesn't know what to ask.

The conversation ended without anything to say, Anar got up and said goodbye to Heimdall, Rommel let Heimdall stay in the bar, and sent Anar out of the bar gate.

After the two walked out of the bar, Rommel looked at the red window frame of a small house on the side of the road and said slowly, "I remember you can speak German, or did I remember wrongly?"

"You remember correctly." Anar said briskly. "I can speak German, and my grandfather once praised my German pronunciation is very standard."

Rommel gave him a funny look: Then why was that just now?

"To cause trouble for you." Anar said fearlessly.

Rommel raised his eyebrows, oh, yes, Kroner, he should have thought of it.

"Please forgive me. After all, I am the grandson of Kroner Lasson Sturluson, and I cannot disobey Grandpa's orders."

Of course Rommel would not be angry about this or blame the child. "It's really hard work for you." Rommel said indifferently.

"I actually find it quite amusing."

Rommel was noncommittal.

Anar said again: "Everyone in the family is talking about your son. We are very curious, but we have never had the chance to meet. Today we finally met."

"Us?" Rommel repeated suspiciously.

"It's from our generation," Anar said. "Bring Uncle Rieg back during the holidays and let them meet. I was almost annoyed by them before I came."

But Rommel said: "You sound like an uncle. The relationship between our family and Iceland has weakened a lot since we moved to the UK. Since when is it news that I raised a son?"

Anar was unmoved: "We just want to meet the double champion of the Sugar Mouse Grand Prix."

Rommel deliberately did not face up to this problem: "Going to the ancestral home is not tourism."

Anar nodded: "I will send an official invitation to invite Uncle Rieger to our house, isn't this reason enough?"

Rommel didn't make things difficult for him anymore.

***

Victor was in a good mood. He hadn't been in such a good mood since Rommel appeared. He sincerely praised the British Minister of Magic for this-the skills of pestering people are admirable, and he just rubbed people away.

Ever since, Heimdall had the opportunity to place orders.

After getting rid of those shameless people from the school team who wanted to follow and peep, the two walked hand in hand on the busy street without any care.Victor has always been calm, while Heimdall has the consciousness of dying and living later.He was eaten tofu twice in public at the opening ceremony, and what he should know and what he shouldn't have probably already been listed on the pages of third-rate publications, so don't pretend to be a pure young man.

They stopped at the end of the central avenue, which was on the edge of the village, much cooler than the central main road, and there were few people walking around.

The sound of "flutter" resounded through the sky, and colorful blocks bloomed like flowers in the sky.

Heimdall looked up and saw the sky near eighteen o'clock in Hogsmeade, and the fiery trees and silver flowers covering the entire indigo curtain.At the same moment, screams of surprise came from all directions, and people got out of the narrow side road and ran towards the wide central avenue.

Everyone's face was colored by fireworks.

This situation touched a certain string in my heart, and Heimdall suddenly turned his eyes, and Victor's eyes flashed with an intoxicating smile. As soon as Heimdall raised his head, he lowered his head and sucked Heimdall lips.Gently entangled, rubbed together, and kept tenderly without a trace of desire.

Victor moved away a little bit, his warm breath fell on Heimdall's face, and Heimdall smiled faintly. Under the colorful sky, gorgeous fireworks were suddenly released in his eyes.

Victor's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help holding Heimdall's face, and kissed from the corner of his lips to his cheek, chin, and neck. Their heads were close together, like swans crossing their necks. Snuggle into each other's arms and enjoy a moment of tenderness.

Suddenly.

A dazzling white light was fleeting, followed by a "bang".

Heimdall's shoulders shook.

Victor suddenly lowered his face, hugged him and looked towards the place where the flash was emitted.

The bushes shook twice, and a middle-aged man crawled out from inside. His robe was covered with mud spots, the original color could no longer be seen, his face was also dirty, and a camera.

Staggered for a while, before he could stand still, the middle-aged man shook his hand and said anxiously: "I'm sorry to disturb you." Then he rubbed his shoulders, lowered his head and muttered as if no one else was there: "The atmosphere just now was so perfect. Well, if only I could do it again..."

Victor's face darkened even more.