HP's Foreign Land

Heimdall went to the experimental laboratory and brought the corrected registration examination papers with him.Heimdall called out Hina and told him to distribute the test papers to those people. Hina told him that the students who signed up came almost every day during his absence.Heimdall asked who came the most diligently, and Hina pointed to the most appalling paper on the top: "It's him, he came today, he just left."

Heimdall said kindly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

There was a big smile on Hina's face, and her eyes were eager and excited: "Xina is willing to serve the master. This is Hina's job."

"Thank you." Heimdall said his words carefully, thinking about his age, he was afraid of irritating him. "You're my personal house-elf and I hope you don't mind my constant—"

Before she finished speaking, Hina screamed loudly. Heimdall was taken aback by the sudden high-frequency piercing noise. He resisted pulling his wand, and his face was distorted by the unbearable scream. .But the little elf, who should have discovered all this the most, didn't notice—Xina suddenly collapsed limply on the ground, and immediately rolled around after falling to the ground.In Heimdall's eyes, this movement was extremely exaggerated and flexible, without any senile appearance. At the same time, Heimdall couldn't figure out why it did this.

After rolling enough, Hina stood up with ecstasy on her face, and looked at Heimdall more eagerly and uncontrollably than before: "Master Rigg's personal house elf? Really? Hina is your one Human house-elf? Sheena only serves you?"

Heimdall wondered, is there a flaw in my expressive ability?

"Haven't you always served me alone?" Heimdall pointed out the most important point for it. "Your salary is also paid by me, Gring Court and your personal safe." Of course, he is not yet employed, and the commission is temporarily paid by pocket money.

Hina bit her finger hard, trying to calm down. After a while, it nodded and said, "Xina understands Master Lige's meaning."

"Very good, just understand." Heimdall heaved a sigh of relief, he was very afraid of the endless hysteria of the house elves.

Hina looked around timidly, then lowered her head shyly, and said, "Can Hina whisper to Master Lige at ordinary times? It's the kind of whisper by the ear." It looked forward to the sea Mdar began to twist his skinny fingers again, his huge eyes gleamed with water, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper.

Heimdall was amazed that it could be so bold, so pioneering. "Of course." Heimdall pulled an encouraging smile at it.

Hina was appeased, and she regretted it after making the "treasonous" request. Sensitive Hina also felt that Master Rigg didn't seem to like its self-punishment.A house-elf must never make his master unhappy, not even by punishing himself.

Heimdall nodded to it, and Hina immediately realized that it should not stay to delay the master's time, and it should finish the tasks assigned to it by the master as soon as possible.Hina disappeared with a snap, and left the laboratory with the test paper.

Heimdall let out a long breath. He found that staying with such creatures for a long time would make him nervous.

[You should adapt yourself as soon as possible. House-elves are very common in the wizarding world. They are not exclusive to nobles. Families with better-off families will have house-elves. 】The pod cat finds that Heimdall occasionally reveals a poor side that is rare and eccentric, which makes the black cat in the pod feel uncomfortable and even a little annoyed. [Don't be like a poor boy who has never even seen Jin Jialong, even if you are really ignorant, you can't let others know this!Are you not the son of Rommel Strulusson? !Then act like the son of the chapter chairperson! 】Heimdall glanced at the black cat: "If there is no Sturlusson, I am a worthless poor boy."

His gaze made the black cat's tail stop wagging.

"Also," Heimdall flipped through the Animagus tutorial with a deadpan tone in his flat tone. "I will tolerate you. In fact, I have been doing this all the time, but it does not mean that I will tolerate it without a bottom line." Heimdall laughed shortly. "I can't be an ignorant ten or eleven year old forever."

The entire experimental research room suddenly fell silent, except for the slight sound of Heimdall flipping the book, there was no obvious noise for a long time after that.

After a while, the stiff tail wagged again.

Crouching in front of the fireplace, Toffee pricked up his ears and looked up a few times. His eyes lingered on Pod and Heimdall for a while, but soon he buried his head back.

In a somewhat eerie and quiet atmosphere, there was a knock on the door of the experimental laboratory.

Heimdall waited for the other party to knock six times before he took out his wand and waved it. The tightly closed door opened an opening. After a while, Lian poked his head in from the outside.

"Hi Rigg."

"what's up?"

"Are you busy now?"

"What's up?"

Ryan said, "Our room chief is here to invite you."

***

Contrary to Heimdall's expectations, the director of the broomstick research laboratory is looking for him to discuss business. Heimdall's so-called "business negotiation" is to entrust the experimental research laboratory to carry out serious broom experiments. This is the first time he has received a "call" from the research laboratory. Perhaps it can be said that this is the first time he has been put in the eyes of others.

Before that, Heimdall thought he was looking for him to verify the authenticity of Ryan's test report.

The broomstick research room seemed to have cleared the place on purpose, and now there were only a few scattered people standing in the normally bustling large room.According to the introduction of the director of the research room, all the senior members of the sixth and seventh grades who are currently staying in the research room waiting for Heimdall to visit, among the nine people, only two are in the sixth grade, and the rest are all Seventh graders who will graduate together next year.

Heimdall noticed that all the seventh graders had elongated faces, as if they were annoyed, and forced a smile when facing him, which looked really awkward in their eyes.The expressions of the two sixth graders were different. The one with light brown hair was very enthusiastic. When he introduced each other, he had a smiling face and shook his hand several times; A gesture of indifference, as if Heimdall owed him money and didn't pay it back.

Heimdall also noticed that the two students of the same grade seemed to be friendly on the surface, but in fact they seemed to be at odds with each other, and they didn't even want to see each other.

These are the internal contradictions of the broomstick research office. Heimdall read it and said to their director directly: "You should know the charging standard, right?"

The head of the broomstick research room nodded: "We have a charge sheet left by head Benson."

That's fine.Heimdall immediately said, "Where's the broom?"

The head of the room immediately glanced at the room members around him, and the three seventh graders took out seven formed brooms.

Heimdall found that the one made by Ryan was among them.

They brought the broom to Heimdall, and Heimdall asked, "Full set?"

The head of the room frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I mean, is the experimental project a full set? The price of the full set is different from that of the optional ones. If you want to be more affordable..."

Before Heimdall finished speaking, the head of the room waved his hand in a heart-rending way, and said impatiently: "What are you talking about, the whole set is the full set, can you hurry up?"

Heimdall raised his eyebrows, but said nothing. He pointed to the brooms and said, "Put them side by side on the ground."

"Wait!" The head of the room had another opinion. "The experiment is being done here? Don't you need to go out? Benson back then..."

Heimdall looked at him and said calmly, "Then you should go to Director Benson."

The head of the broomstick research room was stunned, his face became ugly, but he didn't break out on the spot, but waved his hand in compromise, asking the staff to put the broom on the ground.

At this time, Heimdall said: "Take the broom and follow me, let's go to the North Tower."

The room staff who squatted on the ground and stacked the brooms were dumbfounded, and raised their heads in bewilderment.

The head of the broomstick research room took a deep breath, and finally waved his hand tiredly: "Let's go." His expression had changed from angrily to numb.

It was pitch black outside, the whistling sound of the wind was still sharp, the snow was still falling, and it was falling down like a big free gift.As soon as the group of people left the gate of the castle, they all let out a "sizzling" sound, and the temperature was even lower than when they came here just now.

Before leaving, Sheena sent Heimdall's large scarf and a small smoky gray case with black handles.

The place of the North Tower has always impressed Heimdall. It was here that he had a "stunning glimpse" of the broomstick research lab, and it was also here that he met Director Aiwen Benson. It can be said that he walked into the experimental research lab. The starting point is at the North Tower.After more than a year, he and the people from the broomstick laboratory came here again.

As soon as Heimdall entered the room, he hurriedly lit the dirty fireplace. The firewood was a bit damp, and when it lit up, it gave off thick smoke. Fortunately, the public room is relatively large, so as long as you stand a little away, the smoke won't hurt anyone.Heimdall checked all the wall lamps again, and found that the damage was not serious, and there were not many chances to try restoration magic. It turned out that it was just a minor repair, so it took him some time to repair the wall lamps.The harvest is that the proficiency of this type of magic has improved a lot.By the way, he also restored the holed and crumbling fabric sofa, stuffed the springs and sponges back, and put the sofa cover back on...

When everything was ready, he turned around and faced the stunned people in the broomstick research room and said, "Okay, let's get started." But come and help.

Heimdall levitated the first broom and opened his toolbox.As soon as the lid of this box was opened, it suddenly enlarged several times, and it was several layers larger than the original, and it was full of messy things that didn't know what to do.

The members of the broomstick research room gathered around and pointed out curiously. At this time, Rian cleared his throat to increase his attention and began to express his "authoritative" opinions.He had asked Heimdall last semester, although he was just familiar, at least he was better than these senior brothers who didn't know anything.Li'an raised his chin coquettishly under the admiring eyes of his seniors.

"Broomstick detection report."

The upper two layers of the box automatically floated up, and paper and pens floated out from the third layer. The beige parchment for reports and the black quill with white lines were relics of the predecessors, and Heimdall inherited their use. right.

The parchment and quill quietly stopped beside Heimdall, and the quill produced in the mid-nineteenth century stood vertically on the paper.

Heimdall carefully inspected the appearance of the first broom. The broomstick was relatively straight, and the front end of the handrail was slightly bent downward. It is not yet possible to make a conclusion whether this is done for speed, stability or aesthetics.The branches of the broom tail are not bundled properly, and the magic treatment may not be done to fix the broom tail, and pulling it hard will cause loosening.Heimdall stroked the broom stick with his hands. The surface was smooth and the polishing was not bad, but when he touched the bending of the front end, there was an obvious sharp feeling, and there were more than one places.At first glance, the reddish-brown decorative paint is well applied, but there are two areas not painted on the joint near the end of the broom, and there is a phenomenon of anti-blackening of the internal magic paint.

All of the above was written into the report, and when Heimdall said "overall appearance, 6 points." (the highest score is 10 points), the dark chestnut hair of the sixth grade jumped up, if it wasn't for another sixth grade in time He stopped him, and he rushed over directly, even if he was trapped in the same place, he was not idle, screaming furiously, as if he had suffered some unjust injustice.

The report flew directly in front of their room chief. After reading it quickly, the room chief's face darkened, and he glanced sharply at the dark chestnut-haired man, who fell silent on the spot.

"Please continue." The room chief let go, and the report flew back to Heimdall.

Heimdall knew that he was not convinced when he saw the man's resentment, so he decided to put the penultimate item forward. If the result was good, Heimdall would continue to do a complete set of tests. If it's not ideal, then don't worry about it, and it can save money.

Heimdall drew out his wand while silently praising himself for his understanding.

As soon as the wand came out, the other people's eyes widened with nervous anticipation on their faces. They knew that the big one was coming.Wizards are naturally more sensitive to wands than Muggles are to drawing a gun.

"Next, I'm going to check the axis of the broom, that is, the built-in vibration control device." Although he knew it was unnecessary, Heimdall fulfilled his duty of telling the truth.

This test is actually very simple, and even the least preparatory work in the whole set of test items.Just hold the wand close to where the broom ends join the handle, which is usually the built-in point for the vibrating device.

The tip of Heimdall's wand spat out a blue light, and the light gradually elongated and became sharper, looking like a sharp sword.

Seeing this scene, the people around lowered their breaths, and the broom maker even took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead frequently.

The sword shook violently when it was about a finger's width away from the broom, the dark chestnut hair quietly let out a sigh of relief, and his face softened a little. He knew that the anti-spell paint had worked, and this knowledge made him regain his senses. I regained my confidence.

The obstacle was as expected, and what Heimdall did not expect was that his wand pierced through this invisible protective film with ease. Heimdall was really shocked when the tip of the wand pierced through the broom body at once. , He has never been exposed to such a "grass" racing broom.

Apparently, the anti-spell paint was applied in a bad way.

Next, the vibration control device will be tested.

There are two results of this test. One is to check the smearing of the anti-curse paint; the other is to check whether the vibration control installation fits the broom, that is, whether their harmony has reached the passing line. , the subsequent God test can be avoided.

Heimdall held the wand carefully, and the vibration control device only needs a slight stimulation to produce results. Therefore, when the broom trembled again, Heimdall quickly drew back the wand, and at the same time let out a breath, more than The broommaker would be nervous, but he was even more nervous in practice.

Stimulating the vibration control device will vibrate the whole broom, which means that it is still relatively close to the broom body.If the fit is not tight enough, the broom will not react and the pivot will bounce back on its own.Once this phenomenon occurs, it means that the broom may fall apart as soon as it is lifted into the air, and it is quite dangerous for people to ride on it.

Just when Heimdall breathed a sigh of relief for the broom, the situation took a turn for the worse, the broom cracked a hole with a snap, and a gleaming mass of constantly spinning stuff struggled out of the gap and shook irregularly , the moment it left the broom, it flew towards the sky with a "buzz", and dragged out a string of golden tails in the dim space. The sound of ping-pong-pong sounded one after another, and the vibration control device that regained its "freedom" was like a headless fly. Bumping around.

The people in the broomstick research room were all stupid, they had no choice but to follow the small light balls bumping here and there with their eyes.

The dark chestnut hair stared at the dead broom that fell to the ground and turned into two pieces without saying a word, and his eyes were red.

At this time, the report automatically floated in front of Heimdall, and the quill had already stopped in the failure column of the conclusion, waiting for his signature.

Heimdall took a sympathetic look at the dejected sixth-grade senior, took a pen and signed his name in the column of failure, and wrote down the reason and conclusion of the failure——

An error occurred when the vibration control device was implanted, which caused the built-in position to shift.

The degree of fusion between the vibration control device and the broom body: not up to standard.