HP's Foreign Land

The game on the court was in full swing. Hogwarts played steadily, neither aggressively nor retreating. On the premise of ensuring the safety of the Seeker, he tried his best to get points from Heideggerak's encirclement. It also took some advantage, the score improved slightly, and it seemed that they gradually got the hang of it.

"As expected of a strong country of Quidditch, the children of Hogwarts are also extraordinary." Several members of the International Quidditch Federation in the VIP seat whispered to each other, and they had a higher opinion of Hogwarts during the conversation. . (PS: Lord Rowling is British and the ancestor of HP, so Britain is strong even if it is not strong)

Chairman Mustafa couldn't bear the loneliness, so he also went to join in: "Hogwarts sent the combined army of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff this time, but unfortunately these two colleges cannot represent the school. The strongest strength. I heard that in Hogwarts, the Quidditch team of Slytherin College is the best, and they have won the House Cup for many years in a row."

"You're out of date!" A committee member raised his eyebrows immediately. "Slytherin lost last school year."

"Oh? Lost?" Mustafa didn't care. "Who did you lose to?"

"Lost to Gryffindor College."

Another young member immediately asked, "Is that the college with Harry Potter?"

"You know?" The committee member who broke the news turned around.

"I know." The young committee member nodded. "Last year, I stayed at the British Ministry of Magic for a month because of work. Almost everyone had Harry Potter's name on their lips. My colleagues in the UK kept bragging about Potter in my ears. In short, he is a very talented The best Seeker, was directly admitted in the first year and promoted to the official Seeker of the Gryffindor Quidditch team."

"It's amazing." Several other committee members did not hesitate to praise themselves.

Mustafa nodded secretly. In the view of the chairman of the Quidditch Federation, any talented player is worth noting. Constantly absorbing new players to strengthen the league-this is the common goal of all committee members .As for which path this Mr. Potter will choose in the future, whether it will be related to Quidditch, they cannot interfere.

Mustafa's eyes focused on the distance. When he saw the Durmstrang school team and the team's Seekers sitting among them, Mr. Chairman couldn't help but feel excited, and some worries disappeared for a while. For now, he I am more optimistic about this talented young ball seeker. I don’t know how far Victor Krum can grow. Mustafa sincerely looks forward to the day when the answer will be revealed.

Karkaroff on the side was sitting on pins and needles, he didn't dare to look at Rommel's face, these committee members had nothing to say, but they just went to praise Hogwarts. He was too embarrassed to intervene to praise Heideggerach because of the harmonious atmosphere he was talking about.

The flatterer still couldn't find a foothold, and Karkaroff was quite depressed.

Karkaroff looked at the match in the arena and was very puzzled. No matter how you look at it, Heideggerak was better and scored more points. Why did they choose to talk about Hogwarts?

"In terms of overall coordination, Heidegglak is not as good as Hogwarts, but in terms of the players' personal skills, Heidegglak has more obvious advantages." Bernick said, rubbing his chin.

Duncan nodded: "The advantage of Hogwarts is the high degree of overall cooperation, and their disadvantage is precisely here."

"Their defensive ability is stronger than their offensive ability. Because of the lack of aggressiveness, many counterattack opportunities that can be scored have not been utilized."

"It's good to be cautious. It's easy to be taken advantage of blindly. Stealing the chicken will make Mido miserable." The goalkeeper substitute said.

"Well said!" Duncan clapped his hands, and then changed the topic. "But why do I feel awkward?"

"All in all, Hogwarts is a team that focuses on defense. This must be their playing style based on their own conditions." Bernick said.

"I understand." Duncan nodded. "But I just feel awkward."

The other team members joined in.

It's not surprising that the Durmstrang school team looked awkward, because their style of play was the exact opposite of Hogwarts', Durmstrang was an attacking team.When the Durmstrang school team played, the first reaction of each player on the spot was "offensive"; the second reaction was still "offensive"; the third reaction was still "offensive".Their style of play embodies the concept that the best defense is offense.

This is the way the team has built up centered on Victor over the years. As an aggressive Quidditch team, their seekers will certainly not be incompetent hiding behind the batters to seek protection at all times. On the contrary, Victor has tapped the ability of the ball seeker and brought it into full play. How to attack, when to counterattack, when the chaser breaks the goal, and where the batter hits the ball, all the people in the team actually know. Based on his behavior and accustomed to stepping on his rhythm, Victor Krum is the commander who dominates the attacking pattern of the entire team.

As a Seeker, catching the Snitch is only the first shallow step.

There was a sudden pressure on his arm, and Victor hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw Heimdall leaning on his arm, his head lowered a little bit, his eyes were dim, and his eyelids were half closed.

Victor smiled, as if he had expected it, he stretched out his hand to hold Heimdall's shoulder, and hugged it in his arms.

"Where's your cousin Draco, didn't you say you want to cheer for him?"

Heimdall opened his eyelids with difficulty, and waved the small flag feebly.

Victor grabbed the flag in his hand: "Sleep if you want to sleep, I will cheer for you." A while ago, Rieg stayed up until midnight every day to review, and even read until dawn two days before the exam. I haven't slept all night, and I can persist until now thanks to refreshing potions.

"No." Heimdall grabbed the flag and waved it vigorously—with his eyes closed.

When his arm fell limply again, Victor grabbed the hand holding the flag and helped him push hard together.Heimdall opened one eye, Victor smiled at him, Heimdall gave up struggling after a moment of silence, his eyelids closed, and soon he was sleepwalking in the sky.

Naturally, this movement could not escape the eyes of the people around them. They were secretly surprised that they could fall asleep in such a noisy environment, and gave thumbs up one after another.

Kane, the first grader, secretly praised blindly: "As expected of the head of the room!"

Leon sighed, he had also persuaded Rigg before, anyway, Hogwarts is not favored, and his strength will not improve if he cheers more, it is better to stay in the dormitory to catch up on sleep, but he did not listen, the result is not Fell asleep.

Just thinking about it, Carlo touched his arm and raised his chin in that direction.

Leon looked around in confusion.

A circle of students saw Victor Krum take out a small lemon-yellow cloth bag with milky white piping, which looked like a miniature handbag, from the pocket of his school uniform, and he threw the cloth bag to Krum, who was sitting on the other side. Captain Mu, the captain opened the cloth bag, pulled out a pillow from it, and pulled out a wool blanket after a while.Pillows, blankets and cloth bags of the same color, obviously a set.

The students were dumbfounded, they didn't expect him to carry wizard travel equipment with him, and who still uses this thing these days, in the eyes of young wizards, this kind of single-function travel equipment should have been eliminated long ago.

Victor gently tucked the pillow behind Heimdall's head and covered him with a woolen blanket.After doing all this, as if he had settled his mind, he hugged the person in his arms and changed into a comfortable sitting position, leaning on the back of the chair and continuing to watch the game leisurely, and he did not forget to shake the Hogwarts little flag.

The three friends of Heimdall looked at each other, then chuckled, and turned back to watch the game.

At the VIP seat not far away, Rommel, who witnessed all this, had a flickering look in his eyes, and after a while, he turned his attention elsewhere.

At the same time, a sudden change occurred in the arena. A Bludger smashed a Hogwarts batsman from bottom to top. After flying out, the person and the broom rotated 360 degrees in the air, and then hit the fence of the auditorium on the side of Heideggerack with a bang, slid down the fence and fell to the ground, and the audience there screamed in shock Again and again.

Players leaving the field will not hinder the progress of Quidditch. In a Quidditch game, players cannot be sent off. As long as you don't abstain, the game will continue as usual, the sport is so brutal and undisciplined.

The reason why Heimdall doesn't like it is also here. It's very dangerous. Quidditch is a hundred times more dangerous than all the sports he knew in his previous life, because it doesn't have the so-called sportsmanship, all-out effort and fair competition in Quidditch That's two farts in odd games.Once you play, there is no guarantee at all, and your life is in danger at any time. A ball will fly and hit you on the forehead-or you may be killed on the spot if you are unlucky.

If possible, Heimdall didn't want Victor to participate in such a dangerous business, which made him even more worried than robbing a bank.But he also knew that Victor loved Quidditch, in fact all the men around him loved it, and Bernick had a soft spot for it; Duncan used Quidditch to prove his masculinity; In the second grade, he couldn't wait to join Slytherin's Quidditch team; Snow regarded it as a lifelong career pursuit;

Heimdall especially didn’t dare to say this to Victor, he knew Victor’s thoughts—that kind of thoughts touched him very much, the more he was like this, the less he dared to show the slightest strangeness.

Sleeping is a good way to escape, but when he actually met Victor, he became incapable of hypnosis. In fact, he didn't dare to sleep, for fear of missing something...

"Go back to sleep, it's not over yet." Victor stroked his forehead.

Heimdall didn't look him in the eyes: "Is someone out of Hogwarts?"

"Correct."

Heimdall closed his eyes.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Victor felt that he was a little weird.

Heimdall sighed secretly, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already covered all his thoughts. He shook his head, stretched himself and sat up: "The bed is more comfortable."

Victor smiled lightly, and his attention was once again taken away by the battle in the field.

Heimdall took the small flag in his hand and cheered for Hogwarts.

The moment the Golden Snitch appeared, Cedric, the Hogwarts Seeker, moved ahead of Arnal. Arnar reacted very quickly, and instead of speeding up to catch up, he hit the team's batsman. With a gesture, the two batters swung their bats quickly and repeatedly whipped the Bludger in the direction of Cedric.The Hogwarts batsmen struggled one against two.Cedric quickly lost his speed advantage and slowed down, harassed by the Heidegrak batsman.

Anar catches up at the right time, and quickly equalizes Cedric's speed.

The Golden Snitch is within reach.

The two shot at the same time, the ends of the two brooms collided, and Cedric's broom was slightly knocked off the track. These slight gaps made him miss the little golden ball.

Anar looked at the Golden Snitch in his hand, with an excited smile on his face. The first time Heideggerak appeared in front of everyone, he went all the way to the semi-finals. He knew the importance of this game to the school.

When he excitedly turned his face and wanted to show off his achievements to the Hogwarts auditorium, he found that Heimdall quietly watched the Hogwarts representative team end sadly, without even glancing at himself , Anar's smile froze on his face, he felt that someone had poured cold water on his head, and his hands were getting tighter and tighter. If the Golden Snitch felt it, he would have been in pain by now.

After Beauxbatons, Hogwarts among the top three in Europe also stopped in the quarterfinals.

This result is different from what people expected at the beginning. Many people think that the top four seats in Europe will be at least two. Kicked off one after the other.

After the game, Arnal's nephew actually went to complain, pulled Rommel to denounce Heimdall, and dubbed him a "betrayal of the family".

Heimdall thought to himself that this kid is not young anymore, he is also three years older than himself, why is he so childish!

It might be fruitful for Anar to sue his real family members, such as his grandfather, who is notoriously doting on his grandson, and he must have committed the crime to Heimdall without saying a word, but it is a pity that Anar did not find the right person , Rommel's reputation for doting on his son was as famous.

"As long as Rieger is willing." Rommel straightened his lips impatiently. He was not Kroner, and he was willing to listen to him nagging himself.

"We are a family! What is that cousin!" Anar's tone was subconsciously a little aggressive.

Heimdall rolled his eyes.

Rommel said indifferently: "Rig and I are a family! What are you!"

Anar turned pale in shock: "We...we are all Sturluson..."

Rommel was relentless: "I have no grandchildren!"

Anar's expression changed, and then he turned around and hugged Rieg with a howl, crying aggrievedly: "Uncle Rieg, your father bullied me!"

Heimdall sighed, this kid's adaptability is too strong.