HP's Foreign Land

When the first headmaster walked towards that corner, the other headmasters looked at each other and followed them expressionlessly.

Karkaroff knew he couldn't stop him, and he had no reason to do so, so he hurried to the front of the line after a few insults.

At the same time, several old wizards in the headmaster's team took advantage of their older qualifications and reputation, and wanted to show their faces in front of the lesser headmasters, so they seemed to be familiar with the parents of Chairman Cardiff Bangor.

Cardiff Bangor sneered inwardly.

When did the International Council of Wizarding Exams get so much attention?He's not the Garcia of the Board of Education!

Although the International Wizarding Examination Management Committee was established when the Wizarding Federation was founded, it is an ancient department with a long history. However, due to the single scope of functions of the committee, the number of employees in the department has always been unstable-the turnover rate is high, and it is one of the many subordinate departments of the Federation. Among them, the well-known pedal department, together with several departments such as the maintenance department and the Muggle Item Management Committee, are also known as the top ten unpopular organizations of the Federation.

They also contribute to teaching and educating people. Contrary to the neglect of the Examination Management Committee, the International Wizarding Education Committee is much more popular. Every year, a large number of wizards submit applications to be transferred to the department. They are among the top ten. One of the popular agencies.

The principals, whose eyes are usually higher than the top, and who can't see their own existence, suddenly became warm, and most people would feel rebellious in their hearts, feel out of touch, and feel uncomfortable.

That's what Cardiff Bangor is at the moment.

Although Bangor was extremely disapproving in his heart, he still had an appropriate smile on his face, joking with those "old acquaintances" who came to talk to him. Bangor has passed the age of adrenaline-filled impulsiveness. As a department of the Wizarding Union The supreme leader of China, of course he knows the good and the bad.

There is no need for Legilimency at all, Bangor can guess a thing or two from the expressions of those young principals, he can imagine the mental activities of these principals, and what kind of oil and gas they were fueled by that old bastard Garcia. What vinegar!

Ever since, Bangor "happily" changed the subject, directly talking about the examination management committee's schedule, and then expressed his sympathy and concern for Durmstrang's bleak situation of fighting alone. In terms of atmosphere, Karkaroff has always been a master of the game, and he immediately cooperated with the performance, looking miserable and crying.

Although they knew that the two were acting, the principals were still touched by Bangor's true feelings, especially Mrs. Maxime, who was a sentimental woman, had reddish eyes and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief from time to time.Some principals found that they felt the same way, some principals gloated disapprovingly, and some principals had a new understanding and understanding of this.

The topic did not go as planned by Chairman Garcia at all. When Bangor deliberately turned downstairs, everyone's attention was adjusted to Durmstrang's education and other aspects.

The principals who knew nothing or little before finally understood that the German school has always compiled its own textbooks, organized its own exams, and helped students find job opportunities in various countries. There is no Ministry of Magic or Education Committee to rely on. Dependence, even the examination management committee is helpless to the school.

Durmstrang's difficulty was deliberately magnified by Bangor again and again, and the narrow-minded and short-sightedness of the Education Committee gradually surfaced as the topic deepened.

All the principals suddenly had different evaluations of the Education Committee in their hearts.

Although not all principals are willing to go down this line of thought, in such a big environment, in front of the sad-faced principal of the German school, even if they don’t care, they have to pretend to be sympathetic, express their emotions, and sigh by the way Take a look at Durmstrang's difficult situation to show that he is not a hard-hearted person, and empathizes with the big guys.

In short, under Bangor's interference, the discomfort that had been in the hearts of the principals was left behind. As for what kind of emotions replaced it, only they knew in their hearts.

Of course, Bangor didn't care what they were thinking now. His crooked building purpose had been successfully completed, and it was estimated that the level was almost the same. Bangor decided to go down to the next level, so he pushed Heimdall in front of the principals.

Bangor took out the notebook he was using as if offering a treasure. The dense array of spells on it was dazzling, but it was the terrible black magic that shocked the principals the most.They are also recorded in black and white on a white background. Compared with the ordinary spells above, the lines of black magic spells look so shocking.

"Why do you need to cross it out with a pen?" Some principals noticed that several lines of black magic had been marked with thick black horizontal lines.

Bangor remained silent on purpose to tantalize people's appetite, and then said slowly under the strong attention of the principals: "These are all successfully demonstrated by Sturlusson, and I have already recorded them."

This is the outstanding achievement of Durmstrang's dedication to black magic education?So impactful!The headmasters were dumbfounded and thought about it in their hearts.

All the principals looked at Heimdall at the same time, and when they looked closely at his face, they could find that he was still a half-old child.

What are the little kids doing in our school?The nerves of the principals were once again violently washed by the cruel reality.

There are two people in the crowd who behave differently, but they are also different in their own way.

Albus Dumbledore smiled silently, the gleam in his eyes was short and bright.

Compared with Dumbledore's inscrutable solemnity, Karkaroff's exuberance seemed much more exposed.

Originally, Sturlusson was pleasing to the eye, but now the more I look at him, the more satisfied I am, the more I look at him, the more delighted I am, the more I look at him, the more I want to hug him and kiss him hard.It's really very face-saving and gives him a lot of face.Headmaster Karkaroff enjoyed his current personal state immensely.

Bangor winked at his assistant, Milleran. Milleran turned around calmly and opened the huge briefcase she had been carrying with her all the time. Dumbledore's eyes flashed. Karkaroff and the other principals Still deeply stuck in the brain supplement and haven't recovered from it.

Milleran took out a black hardcover book about half a meter in length and width with inlaid cream marble pattern, and she put the book on the desk in front of Bangor. Everyone's eyes shifted following her movements, including The students from other schools not far away were curiously guessing what Millerand meant by this move, and what the book was for...

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be a practical spell book with illustrations." Dumbledore said slowly.

Bangor was not surprised by his erudition, and flattered him, "As expected of Albus Dumbledore."

Under the operation of Milleran, the practical spell book on the table suddenly appeared a clear three-dimensional image. Many principals stared in amazement, and students from other schools exclaimed. The image showed Heimdall Strulusson, The entire video does not exceed five seconds, recreating the scene of Sturlusson casting the devil's flame that day.

With sharp gaze, decisive swing of staff, and smooth operation, Sturlusson in the flame of the devil seemed to have a kind of awe-inspiring majesty that no one dared to look at. Unexplained jealousy and... horror.

The eyes of many children looking at Heimdall have undergone a qualitative change. This change in mentality has already broken ground when they witnessed him operating the devil flame that day. Later, because he successfully knocked down Kano, Germinal was further suppressed. Intensified, at this moment, after comparing the devil flames of the two and seeing which is higher and which is lower, the sprout in my heart completely took root and became uncontrollable.

They were unanimously panicked, no wonder Durmstrang was a school for dark wizards, it was really scary.

"Good, really good."

Everyone was taken aback, and looked at the old wizard, only to see Dumbledore staring intently at the practical spell book, with thick eyebrows raised slightly, looking happy.

"Principal Karkaroff," Dumbledore looked at Karkaroff kindly. "Durmstrang has such outstanding students. As the headmaster of another magic school, I am really envious."

Karkaroff remained silent. In fact, it wasn't that he didn't appreciate it, but that he was so flustered that he couldn't speak.

"You, you are so polite." Fortunately, Karkaroff still had a trace of clarity.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and made a gesture of holding the teacup: "Can I ask you for a cup of tea? I'm too old to have physical strength. I just want to find a place to rest after walking a few steps."

"Of course!" Karkaroff happily made a gesture of invitation. Just now he regarded Dumbledore as a tiger, but now he is eager to have a long talk and talk about the wine.

The two walked out as if no one else was there, chatting while walking——

"I remember that there are two kinds of small biscuits in Kapok Town, white heart-shaped ones sprinkled with sesame-shaped chocolate beans, and another kind filled with raisins and sunflower seeds." Dumbledore said happily.

"Dim sum series for Qingmian afternoon tea?"

"Yes! That's the one!" Dumbledore clicked his lips. "The last time I went to Qingmian for afternoon tea was in 1973..."

The two walked out of the classroom, leaving a group of principals and students staring at each other.

Mrs. Maxim smiled slightly, turned around and walked out without saying a word. As long as you pay attention, you can find that she is chasing the two principals.

"Do you have any questions?" Bangor said with a smile. "If not, we're going to keep working."

The principals couldn't help feeling embarrassed, and they either left or not, and they praised Heimdall in a serious manner, then gave some instructions to their own students, and left the big classroom in a hurry.

The headmasters disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The students from other schools looked at me and I looked at you, they seemed to be a little overwhelmed, only three children turned around and walked back to their original positions calmly, these three were Draco, Luce, and the vice-chairman of the student union Tanestam.

Bangor winked like an old child: "Go, go, don't stay here, this is the territory of the examination management committee!"

cut!The children booed him in their hearts: This is clearly Durmstrang!

***

"Why did you bring me here?" Katenen frowned unceremoniously.

Karkaroff looked at the other two headmasters in embarrassment, Madam Maxim straightened her lips, and Dumbledore was still cheerful and interested.

"Your place is closer to the bell tower. Principal Karkaroff also kindly took care of me, an old man who is dying." Dumbledore looked around relaxedly, his blue eyes gleaming with joy. "Would you like us to sit down?"

"Do you still need me to invite you?" Katenen said blankly.

Madam Maxim straightened her back uncomfortably.

"There are ladies present, pay attention to your manners and wording." Dumbledore sat on the sofa.

"I don't think there is a problem with my wording." Katenin beckoned, and the teapot and cups appeared on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Dumbledore took a few glances, then looked up at Karkaroff, and rubbed his fingers at him: "Little biscuit."

Karkaroff looked at Katenin in embarrassment.

Katenen rolled his eyes and said to the air, "Snacks."

A silver-white metal biscuit box with colored stripes fell into Dumbledore's hands. Dumbledore opened it, raised his silver eyebrows, and looked up at Karkaroff for the second time.

Karkaroff didn't need his reminder anymore, instead he stammered to Katenin: "Professor Dumbledore misses Qing Mian's afternoon tea snacks..."

Katenin smiled and said, "You can pick."

"Good memories always last forever." Dumbledore laughed.

"Qingmian's afternoon tea can also put people in the hospital."

Dumbledore's eyebrows raised again: "Life is a mixture of joy and sorrow." The light in the blue eyes seemed to flicker a little more.

Katenen narrowed his eyes: "I thought we were talking about cookies."

"Cookies, of course." Dumbledore took a sip from his cup. "Hmm~~ Lemon mint, it's really a long-lost taste."

Katenin looked at Madam Maxim who had been silent all this time, and felt that the latter seemed to be waiting for something. Then, he heard Dumbledore's voice sound again——

"Today's vibrant scene in Durmstrang suddenly reminds me of the traditional event that was founded more than 700 years ago but has been interrupted for many years."

Katenin and Karkaroff exchanged surprised looks, surprised that this topic that had been put on hold for several years without any progress was brought up again today.

"You mean the Triwizard Tournament?" Karkaroff said after a moment of hesitation.

"Yes."

This was not said by Dumbledore, but by Madam Maxime.

"I remember that the last hegemony competition was held in Durmstrang. At that time, the principal of your school was Professor Ferdinand."

In fact, neither of Durmstrang’s current headmasters has personally participated in the Triwizard Tournament. Mrs. Maxim’s words are a bit of a suspicion of relying on the old. She is not in charge.

Among the few wizards here, only Dumbledore has experienced it and has a definite right to speak.

Katenen asked Dumbledore: "Do you want to restart the Triwizard Tournament?"

"If my memory is correct, Hogwarts should be the host of the competition after Durmstrang." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he refilled his teacup with hot tea.