HP's Foreign Land

When the Hogwarts condolence team walked into Durmstrang's preparation room, they saw the famous European ace seeker was putting maintenance oil on elbow pads and shoulder pads, and the seekers of Cedric and Ravenclaw Hand couldn't help but wanted to go up to say hello to Victor, but was stopped by Bernick.

"I advise you two not to talk to him now."

The Hogwarts students were bewildered, but they followed Captain Krum's advice and left Ace alone.

The Hogwarts students had a good chat with the Durmstrang school team, but after a long time they found that the corner occupied by Victor Krum seemed to be deliberately forgotten, especially the ace himself exuded His cold breath sent chills down the back.

What exactly is going on?

Unlike these British people who don't know what's going on, Carlo, who has been watching for a long time, can be described as terrified.

The Viktor Krum in front of him is very similar to the Muggle killer Rieger once told them about. The killer will carefully wipe his murder tools before committing the crime, in order to be more handy when killing people and to ensure that there are no extra situations.This dead silence, this composure, this slowness, this awe-inspiring murderous aura...and the several small brushes lying under his feet that were broken into two pieces, Carlo couldn't help moving towards the door.

The atmosphere is a bit strange... No matter how dull or incomprehensible the Hogwarts students are, they feel that something is wrong. Could it be that Durmstrang has no confidence in this competition?Gadronbo is so powerful?

Just as the Hogwarts students were using their imaginations, Beauxbaton's condolence team also came.Beauxbaton, who is one of the three giants in Europe, has always held the good idea of ​​the unity of the three schools, and this pre-match visit is also based on this goal.

In the lead was Beauxbatons captain Slater.

Seeing that the Hogwarts representative team was also there, Slater immediately smiled like a spring flower, and went forward to communicate with the two captains to express their friendship.

Everyone in the Durmstrang school team looked at it, you Beauxbatons come here, why do you bring so many women?It's not shopping!Normally, these animals would have been screaming for a long time, but now they are afraid to avoid it. The most important thing is that all these women have spring in their eyes, and they are looking at Victor from behind, and the school team members don't care. Feeling jealous, each and every one of them felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, fearing that some woman without eyes would go up and make a move.

Of course, they are not thinking about Victor's innocence, they are thinking about these flowers who are likely to be destroyed~~

The varsity beasts thought they were battle-tested, but when Fleur Delacour stood before them, their defeat collapsed as easily as it could.No one could look at Fu Rong for 15 seconds. Those jewel-like blue eyes seemed to have the magic power of hypnosis. The school team members were shocked and quickly looked away to avoid the possibility of being "hypnotized".

Fu Rong was quite surprised by their determination when they looked away. The willpower of these people should not be underestimated.

Because of this, Fleur has the opportunity to pass through them and approach Victor.

The members of the school team suddenly realized that it was no wonder that there were such rumors before that Dracula's charm was indeed extraordinary.Could it be that Victor was really tempted?After witnessing the magic power of Furong with my own eyes, doubts arose spontaneously, and the determination in the hearts of the school team members was shaken.

Only Duncan was not affected in the slightest, but he did not join the blocking ranks, but just watched from the sidelines. When Fleur approached Victor, he sighed, not for Victor, but for the one who had an in-law with his family Miss Dracula of relations.

"Hello." Furong's smile was reserved. In the past, boys tried to get close to her. It is rare for them to talk to themselves to attract others' attention like today. Because of the experience last time, this time Much calmer.

Victor ignored the brush and threw it back into the toolbox, picked up the glove and turned to Bernick and said, "I'll check the broom."

Fu Rong took a step to the side with a pale face, and Victor passed by her eyes, his eyes were cold, his movements were fierce, and his murderous aura was revealed, especially when those knife-like gazes swept over, Fu Rong's whole body was trembling with chills, and Fu Rong was helpless. Watching him leave, she bit her lower lip aggrievedly.

The hearts of those fellow girls are about to blossom.They have been jealous of Furong, who is omnipotent among the opposite sex, for a long time, and they are almost numb.The girls all thought at the same time: A vase still wants to compete with the double champion of the Sugar Mouse Contest?Think beautifully!It seems that they have all become Heimdall's sisters, and in the blink of an eye, they have forgotten the result of their failed confession or the plan they are planning to confess. To their dark little psychology that has been buried for many days, seeing Furong make a fool of herself is more important than anything else.

There was no sound in the preparation room, and the representatives of the three schools all witnessed the scene of Victor's incomprehensible "destroying flowers with hot hands".

That rumor was really just a rumor, Cedric sighed in his heart.

Duncan took Fleur out of the preparation room, "Have you taken a fancy to Victor?"

Fu Rong had calmed down, and smiled slowly: "Is it not possible?"

"Really?" Duncan still knew a little about her.

"He is very good. I am a girl. It is normal to be attracted by good men. Do you want to stop me?"

Duncan didn't speak for a moment, Furong's words were not wrong, and he had no reason or right to restrain her.

"Victor already has a partner." Duncan warned.

"I know, Heimdall Strulusson, he is very famous." Fleur shrugged. "They are lovers. What does that have to do with me? I'm just attracted to Victor Krum, and I don't want to fall in love with him. Besides, I don't have any plans to fall in love yet."

Duncan was dizzy, what kind of argument was this, no wonder the woman said that she had a heart attack, she couldn't understand, I really couldn't understand, Mr. Orville, who thought he had experienced many battles, was ashamed.

"In short, don't provoke Victor in the future!" Fortunately, Duncan still remembered the central idea.

"What if he takes the initiative to recruit me?"

"Impossible! You'd better listen to my words!" Duncan replied firmly.

***

Rommel decided to proceed step by step this time, instead of being unconventional like in the opening ceremony, he took Heimdall into the VIP seats.The problem is that the seats here are all reserved, and there is a dark red card on each seat. The name of the person who reserved the seat is written on the card. It glows different colors according to different visual angles.

Rommel picked up the card sitting next to him, opened it, looked at it, then threw it away, and the thin card floated into the distance with the wind.

Heimdall was dumbfounded.

Rommel patted the chair next to him without changing his face: "Come on, son, you sit here and sit with Dad."

Heimdall looked at his smiling father for a while, speechless.

"My classmates have already reserved a seat for me." Heimdall said his words carefully. He is not as good as his father. The class status of a certain country's political leaders "gone with the wind" in his gestures.

Rommel's smile suddenly darkened, and Heimdall sat down without saying a word: "Very good, very good, with a wide view, really a good position."

Rommel laughed loudly, and Heimdall blushed at his laughter.

I'm also a coward who bullies the weak and fears the hard.Heimdall touched his conscience and reflected a little.

When Rommel had laughed enough, the atmosphere suddenly changed, no one made a sound, and Heimdall became more and more uncomfortable.

"Don't blame Victor, in fact—"

"I'm in a good mood now." Rommel said suddenly.

Heimdall fell silent suddenly.

Rommel looked at him and said, "You are so smart, I really don't know whether to be happy or sad."

Heimdall bowed his head.

"Actually, you can act like a baby with me at the right time... well, that is, when you feel embarrassed, you can say something nice, play a rogue, or lose your temper." To be honest, he has been waiting for a long time, but it is a pity that this son Too well-behaved and obedient, Rommel had to repeatedly inspire him.

Heimdall suddenly opened his eyes wide, and Rommel's old face couldn't hold back, and he involuntarily became serious.

Heimdall was silent for a moment, and leaned over to grab his father's arm, turning a blind eye to Rommel's sternness, and said firmly, "You are a good father, the best father in the world."

Rommel immediately felt comfortable all over and felt extremely useful, and almost smiled with no image at all.

"Sorry to bother you, the seat you're sitting in should be mine."

Heimdall turned his head quickly, and the person who caught his eyes seemed to be familiar with him. This face, this voice, some strange tongue rolls, magnetic drawl...

"Who are you looking for?" Rommel didn't even raise his head.

The visitor shook his head: "I really don't want to admit it, but the reality is cruel, we seem to be relatives." The man shrugged helplessly. "You are still the same, take everything for granted, the chair you are sitting in is mine!!!" (Rommel let Heimdall sit in his own seat)

Heimdall remembered Osam Dalton who had come to the house to frighten the Savior because he had witnessed the incident. (I don’t know if you still remember, but his wife is Margaret’s younger sister, Daisy’s older sister, Rommel’s and Snow’s second aunt)

"Brother, you took Osum's seat, where do you want him to sit?" A man came out from behind Osum.

"Snow!" Heimdall yelled happily, and rushed over.

Snow hugged him and laughed heartily, and the two of them kissed each other very affectionately, which made a certain father jealous.

"I'm here too." The handsome Lucius waved to Heimdall.

Heimdall let go of Snow, and hugged his uncle hard.

"Tsk!" Rommel frowned in disgust. "It's really an eyesore, what are you doing here, you're not doing your job properly!"

The three men rolled their eyes at the same time.

Osam quickly abandoned the theory with Rommel and turned his attention to Heimdall.

Heimdall remembered what Snow had told him, and smiled at Osum, "Hello, Uncle Osum."

Osam raised his eyebrows and stared at Heimdall for a long time. When Heimdall thought he had said something wrong, he suddenly turned his head and asked Snow: "I can't help it, can I give you a hug? "

Snow chuckled, "Okay, you are also an uncle."

Director Ossam Dalton, who has always pursued elegant and tidy dress, put aside his reservedness, gave Heimdall a full smile, and said cheerfully: "It's the first time I've been called uncle. Not bad." He said and kissed Heimdall hard on the face.

Heimdall was caught off guard by his enthusiasm.

Lucius smiled very relieved. Five years ago, he would never have believed that he would have such a smile one day. This kind of soft and warm feeling used to be unimaginable, and he didn't bother to imagine it.

"Hey, hey, don't hug and let go." Snow warned Osum funny.

Rommel snorted heavily, but was ignored by the other three.

"Rommel, move to the side!" Osam ordered Rommel without any scruples.

"That's my son's seat!" A father decided to occupy it to the end.

"He can sit on my lap." As expected of the future head of the Dalton family who specializes in smart people, and an excellent graduate of Ravenclaw, his mind is quick.

"Wonderful idea! If you want to sit, you will sit on my lap, that's my son!" Rommel felt that he was daydreaming.

"What are you fighting for? Rigg is used to sitting on my lap. It's best if I hold him." Snow joined the battle not to be outdone.

Lucius was very resistant to playing childishly in public, but seeing these three men take it for granted, he became very angry. This is my sister's son, what kind of uncles are you? !

"I'm Rigg's uncle, and I'm the most qualified!" After Lucius finished yelling, he remembered that he had never hugged Draco like this before, and his heart suddenly became complicated. Lucius unconsciously The understanding of the title of father has deepened a bit.

Heimdall was speechless listening to their vain quarrel. Could it be that they forgot that they were no longer children?

"Uncle Rigg can sit on my lap!"

The four big men shut their mouths at the same time, and looked suspiciously, which one was desperate to intervene?

As soon as Heimdall's face darkened, he saw Anar standing in front of the row of chairs behind him and smiling at them at some point.

Damn boy!What are you doing?Heimdall complained.

"Let Uncle Rigg choose, let's see what he says." Anar suggested out of fear of chaos.

The four men looked at Heimdall with piercing eyes, and Heimdall felt extremely stressed.

"The classmate who helped me occupy the seat is still waiting for me!" Heimdall fled in despair.

The four men suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

"It's all you three who are so vicious that you don't know how to restrain yourself. Look, you scared my son!" Rommel preemptively struck again.

Those three "vicious spirits" rolled their eyes at the same time for the second time.