HP's Foreign Land

While the Quidditch League sent people to look for Victor Krum, they seized the time to form an ad hoc investigation team to thoroughly investigate the incident.The organizing committee of this event is fully responsible for this matter. The first arrangement they made was to isolate the two participating teams from the outside world. The two Quidditch school teams of the two schools have temporarily returned to their respective pre-match competitions. In the preparation room, waiting for the investigation team's next instructions.

After a series of questions, Klaus was already full of impatience. After the questioning, he was notified that he could not leave, so he returned to the preparation room in Liechtenstein with an unhappy face.As soon as he entered the door, he found three strangers in black robes with Quidditch League badges on their chests talking to his teammates. Klaus thought that the questioning was not over yet, and he wanted to repeat the previous words To repeat, it annoys him even more when he thinks about it.

"What else?" Klaus' tone was a little rushed.

The three staff members of the Quidditch League looked at him one after another, and one of the young black-haired witches smiled at him and said, "The three of us are members of the temporary investigation team, and we want to ask you and your teammates some questions. question."

Klaus walked into the room with a cold face, and sat down on the sofa chair as if no one else was there.

The witch didn't take it seriously, she turned her head without changing her expression, exchanged glances with the other two colleagues, and then she took out a slender metal rod from the pocket of her robe - the integrity probe, which is specially used for The witch came to detect hidden spells and magic items. After a brief explanation, the witch smiled and said to the members of the Liechtenstein school team: "Please forgive me, this is a routine inspection before asking questions, just go through a process, please don't mind. "

The so-called reaching out and not slapping people with smiling faces, the timing is not right now, it is better not to cause troubles, so as not to be left behind, the people of all countries decided to bear it after deliberation.

The players in this game stood in a row, and Klaus fell at the end of the line.

The black-haired witch swiped up, down, front, back, left, and right with a probe.The three members of the investigation team arrived in the preparation room before the Liechtenstein school team returned. The purpose was not to give them time to touch their belongings and change their clothes. The brooms used in the game have also been taken away in advance.

The members of the Liechtenstein school team and their captain looked exactly the same—they all looked impatient. Although they did not resist the alliance's investigation, they all had a negative look of finishing their work early and getting rid of it, as if they were for the "unequal" treatment they had suffered. And feel annoyed.

The witch's smile remained the same, and her emotions did not fluctuate because of their unkind eyes.

Just when they began to vent their dissatisfaction with each other out of impatience, the golden stick, which had always been unresponsive, changed. The school team members looked at the source of the reaction with gaping mouths, and the "reactor" was black and calm. The face—is it Klaus? !

The witch's smile remained unchanged, but her eyes became sharper.

"Sorry, please take out the things in your pockets," said the witch.

Klaus's face sank, and the other members of the school team looked at their captain with flickering eyes, and they couldn't help but make up their minds. After thinking about it, a thought suddenly came to mind: Could it be Captain Klaus...

After this brain supplement, the eyes of the team members flickered more intensely, especially when they saw that under the urging of the witch, Klaus took out his wand from his pocket.

The witch didn't show much surprise, but the warm smile disappeared completely from her face, "You should know the rules, Mr. Claus. The participating players are not allowed to bring any magic items on the field," she took them away expressionlessly. Klaus' wand. "Not even wands!"

Klaus' thick eyebrows immediately piled together.

"Please come with me."

Klaus glared at the witch, annoyed by her proposal and tone of voice.

The witch turned her head without changing her expression and nodded to the other two staff members: "My two colleagues will stay and finish the follow-up work."

Klaus stood there motionless, forming a confrontation with the witch. The usually arrogant and domineering members of the school team of the Liechtenstein Magic School did not dare to show their atmosphere at this moment. A dozen pairs of eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them. An indescribable sense of tension suddenly rose within.

Perhaps his inaction angered the members of the investigation team, and the witch suddenly turned cold: "Mr. Claus, passive resistance is useless."

Klaus was furious, stepped forward and shouted: "What do you mean by that?"

The witch was indifferent, but said coldly: "Come with me."

***

When Heimdall subconsciously picked the palm of his hand for the third time, Professor Kattenen reached out and held them: "He flies very well."

Heimdall raised his eyes in surprise, and heard Professor Kattenen continue: "Sometimes a pair of wings is more useful than a broomstick."

Heimdalton was stunned for a moment, and surprise burst out from his eyes.

"The premise is if he still remembers how to use that magic." Professor Katenen didn't say which magic "that magic" was in public. Fortunately, everyone around him was absent-minded and didn't take his words to heart.

The joy that had just emerged was stifled on his face, and Heimdall looked at Katenen resentfully, but the latter patted his hand unconsciously.

"Mr. Mustafa." A staff member of the alliance rushed towards them excitedly. When they saw the excited expression on the staff member's face, the wizards waiting here couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Heimdall felt that his heart was about to jump into his throat, and he couldn't let himself relax until he heard the news that he was safe.

Under the eyes of everyone full of expectation, the staff member said succinctly: "The person has been found, and there is no serious problem."

Heimdall scratched his palm hard, using the pain to calm down the momentary turbulent emotions.

Karkaroff was the one with the most excited expression, and immediately asked loudly, "Where is he now?"

"In the school hospital of your school."

As soon as Karkaroff heard this, he ran away. He suddenly remembered something, stopped quickly, cleared his throat, and turned around in embarrassment, "What are your plans?"

Everyone was happy with the news that Victor Krum was safe, Karkaroff's impatientness did not leave a bad impression on them, it should be said that it was quite the opposite.They all nodded to express their willingness to go together, and Karkaroff immediately became a guide happily.

When Heimdall followed everyone into the well-lit school hospital, and saw Victor lying on a hospital bed intact through the overlapping figures in front of him, Heimdall felt as if he had been relieved suddenly. He let out the magic, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't control it, so he quickly sat down on a hospital bed near the door.

Katenin looked at him in surprise.

Heimdall returned a wry smile, turned his head and stared silently at Victor, who was surrounded by VIPs from the Quidditch League. There were many wounds on his face, and the bleeding had stopped. Yes, his eyes were bright, his mood was stable, and he didn't show the slightest sign of discomfort when talking with those older wizards.The competition robe has been taken off, and it is placed on a chair beside it. It looks a little damaged, as if it was cut by something...

Just when Heimdall was thinking wildly, Karkaroff began to boast to Viktor again: "Is there anything you want? Food? Drink? Play? As long as I can do it, I will be satisfied! "

When Victor took the Snitch out of his trouser pocket, Karkaroff was on the verge of passing out with bliss.

Chairman Mustafa and other important members of the alliance were astonished. Their staff tried to summon the Golden Snitch, but to no avail.If the Golden Snitch couldn't be summoned for a long time, it meant that it had been caught by someone.When Klaus came back, he didn't bring all the Golden Snitch back. In other words, there was only one possibility left, the Golden Snitch was in Krum's hands.

Although I have been mentally prepared, seeing him take it out with his own hands is another level of visual impact.

"Our staff said they found you in the forest by Pine Lake. How did you get there?" an important alliance official asked in confusion.

Victor was silent for a moment, then said, "I am an Animagus."

All the important officials suddenly realized that they are not young anymore, how could they not know how difficult it is to learn this magic.The admiration in Mustafa's eyes was stronger than before.

Karkaroff immediately corrected the previous Haikou: "Victor, good boy, you just want the stars in the sky, and the principal will pick them for you!" Karkaroff fondled the little golden ball, and had already put the golden The snitch's brain has become a championship trophy.

"I just have one request, Mr. Principal," Victor said.

"What is it?"

Victor turned his head and looked across the layers of figures to meet Heimdall by the door. His expression immediately softened, full of reluctant expectations, and the wizards present looked back and forth at them with playful eyes.

Heimdall tried his best to maintain his composure, and managed to stop the urge to run away. The eyes of these important alliance members were too revealing, disrespectful!

"Is this your request?" Karkaroff suddenly felt a sense of uselessness for a hero.

"I want to hug Mr. Stulusson." Victor said his heart in public without hesitation.

Those who are not respectful for the old are even more disrespectful for the old!

Heimdall began digging at the palms of his own hands with his nails again.

"Sturluson?" Karkaroff yelled, as if he could only yell for Victor in this matter.

Under Professor Katenen's ambiguous eyes, Heimdall walked to Victor's bedside with some embarrassment.

"Are you injured?" Heimdall couldn't help looking him over from beginning to end.

"Just a little flesh wound." Victor didn't seem to care much.

Heimdall nodded, hoping he wasn't fooling himself.

"Could you let me get up?" Victor said suddenly.

Just when Heimdall was confused, the school doctor, Mr. Follett, came out from behind the white screen, and said in a non-negotiable tone, "No!"

"What's wrong with you?" Heimdall opened his eyes wide, and his tone was unknowingly a little nervous.

Not to mention how comfortable it was for Victor to hear it, it was an ancient antidote that refreshed his mind. He comforted Heimdall with high spirits, and then discussed with the school doctor: "Can't I just hug him?"

"No, I won't let you go until all the checks are done and you are confirmed to be safe."

Victor put on that cold face again, and Mr. Follett was unmoved.

Victor sighed in surrender, and in the next second, he was hugged, and the person who hugged him was Heimdall.

Victor was taken aback, and then immediately became excited, raised the only right arm that was allowed to move around Heimdall's shoulder, and gently patted him, as if telling him that I was really fine.

Chairman Mustafa and several important officials didn't know how to avoid suspicion, so they shamelessly discussed around the hospital bed——

"What a fool!"

"That's right, the school doctor only said that he can't move. If he doesn't move, you can let him move."

"You have to be considerate of the mentality of young people. Young people are like this. When they get excited, they tend to lose their IQ."

……

Heimdall's ears were red, and he buried his face in Victor's shoulder socket. No matter how much Victor coaxed him, he refused to lift it up.

Victor couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head to look at Karkaroff, and said loudly: "Mr. Principal, the request just now doesn't count. I have a new idea now."

Karkaroff's heart trembled, and his expression suddenly became unnatural. He seemed to know what Victor wanted him to do.

as predicted--

"Except for Sturlusson, please invite everyone else out!" Victor glared at Karkaroff and gritted his teeth. "Thank you, Mr. Principal!"

Karkaroff's depression, clear the field?Then you might as well go for the stars!