HP's Foreign Land

The half-rolled curtain surrounds the four-poster bed into a small world, and the whole world becomes silent in the rest.

There was silence in the room, and occasionally a soft crackling sound could be heard from the fireplace.The white porcelain cup on the bedside table is emitting green smoke, sometimes thick and sometimes light, flexible and flexible.The barrel-shaped stained glass table lamp emits a dull orange-red light, and the pegasus on the lampshade folds its wings, lowers its head and closes its eyes, as if it is in a good dream.

Heimdall leaned on the cushion at the head of the bed, changing from sitting to half lying down.

Looking down at Victor, who was sleeping soundly with his waist closed and his eyes closed, he felt very helpless. He had clearly promised to go back to the dormitory before going to bed, but he couldn't move now.

Staring at her boyfriend's face, she whispered, "It was intentional, wasn't it?"

Victor breathed slowly and remained motionless.

Heimdall raised his eyebrows, looked away, and continued to flip through the book in his hand.

Victor's lips curled up.

The game lasted until the wee hours of the morning, and according to the referee's result record, Victor Krum caught the Snitch at 27:[-] in the morning.

The game started at [-] o'clock the morning before, and ended at [-] o'clock the next morning. After more than [-] hours of competition, everyone on and off the field was exhausted.

The two teams staggered when they left the field, and many of the alternates struggled to walk, moving forward little by little on their broomsticks, like old men in their [-]s and [-]s.

Other positions are easy to talk about. The two Seekers are the hardest. Generally, the school team only has one ace. Raise two or more Seekers at once, so when there is a game between schools, if a situation similar to this field occurs, the Chaser and other players can take turns to play, and there is only one Seeker People are holding on.

In addition to Victor, Durmstrang added a new Seeker last school year. He has not played much so far. Holding a broom on the sidelines and seeing the wind makes the rain tremble. Bernick really wants him to take Wick More substitutions, the referee did not agree, the reason was unfair.

Because Mehrat has only one Seeker.

If there is no referee to stop him, Victor himself will not agree. Mehrat's seeker is very powerful. He is afraid that the substitute will suffer, but he will give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The mission of the alternate Seeker is different from that of the official Seeker. Catching the Golden Snitch is secondary. The primary task of the alternate is to prevent the opponent from succeeding as much as possible within the limited time, to delay the time for the Seeker and create a chance of winning. opportunity.

The alternate Seeker is such a green leaf role.

However, Green Leaf is not so easy to be. Victor doesn't think that the rookie in the team has the strength to trample on the opponent's big red flower.

Too much is too late, and the same principle applies to Quidditch.

The originally elated audience gradually disappeared. They either got down on the spot or staggered away. Only the VK cheerleaders stuck to their posts, the small flags fluttered like waves, and the cheers were as loud as before, very hardcore.

The other side of the rostrum was also gone like a movie, leaving only a certain principal and two or three staff members of the Quidditch League.

Karkaroff was very unhappy to see him. Although he seemed to be the one who seemed to be empathetic and urged the guests to go back to rest, they really responded, and he responded again, slandering and swearing at them. ungrateful……

Katenen, who arrived in the middle of the night, planned to replace him, but saw that their headmaster's eyes were completely different, and he seemed to be full of energy.

Professor Katenin misunderstood it. It wasn't that Karkaroff was not high-pitched during the day.

Most of the students of the German school did not leave the field, and slept on their seats. Before going to bed, one or two students were selected to continue watching the game. That is, everyone takes turns sleeping and monitoring the game.

At this time, Heimdall had returned to his original seat, and Draco was sleeping on his shoulder, unconscious; the other three Hogwarts students left the school after twelve o'clock; head; Leon squinted his eyes, his eyes were blurred; Carlo yawned and slid lazily on the notebook with the quill pen, not knowing what he was writing...

Hassler, who was sitting behind Heimdall, lay prone on the back of his chair and remained silent for a while.

The Quidditch game has reached the point where it is no longer watched, but boiled.

The house elves of the German school lightly covered every audience who lay down on the spot with thick blankets. There were loud cheers from both sides of the rostrum and the VK cheerleading group, and many students were asleep. Zhong frowned, or pulled up the blanket to cover his head.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Carlo felt that Heimdall was in better spirits.

"In the afternoon, oh, no, I should have slept in the school hospital yesterday afternoon, and I can still persist. If you are sleepy, go to sleep. I will watch." Heimdall looked at him specially when he said this. Leon with misty eyes.

Leon nodded happily, sat down, and fell asleep with his chest folded, with a dark green blanket covering him.

Carlo yawned, "I'm not sleepy."

Heimdall looked at him with a smile.

Carlo touched his head in embarrassment, but he was actually reluctant to sleep.

"How did I see Krum flying around? Dazed?" Hassler murmured, and Heimdall and Carlo were startled and turned their heads at the same time.

"Oh! The Golden Snitch finally appeared!" Carlo danced.

His yelling woke up many students who were not asleep or were about to wake up. Everyone rubbed their eyes and sat up, stared at it for a while, and then vigorously shook the companions who were still sleeping around them.

"Get up quickly! The Golden Snitch is out to meet someone!"

The heat in the auditorium gradually picked up.

Heimdall rubbed his sore eyes, looked up, the sky was already bright, good guy, he hid for a whole night.

[Young people nowadays are too impatient. ] The pod cat nimbly jumped onto the back of the chair in front and looked at Heimdall. [Isn't it just a night without sleep! ]

Heimdall disagreed with its point of view, and not sleeping would be bad for health, but he didn't want to talk to it too much.

Toffee, who had been hugging her all the time, also raised her head.

"Are you awake?" Heimdall patted its back.

Toffee glanced at it, then turned around, and sat down again, apparently not interested.

The audience, including Carlo, suddenly yelled, and Heimdall raised his eyes hastily, and saw Victor flying obliquely with his broomstick, barely stopping a few centimeters away from a stand.

"He hit someone!" Carlo yelled, and the students responded one after another.

There was booing in the audience.

"He hit someone!" Carlo yelled angrily, as if he was afraid that the referee would not hear.

"Krum was hit by a Bludger, not a player, not a foul..."

Before Hassler could finish speaking, Carlo and the others stared blankly at him, and shut his mouth in embarrassment.

Heimdall opened his eyes wide.

Toffee saw that his hand on the armrest of the seat was suddenly clenched. Because he pinched it too hard, the skin on the back of the hand was tense, and the knuckles turned white.After he was sure that Victor Krum was safe, he slowly let go of his hand, with a sense of relief that he didn't realize on his face.

Toffee tentatively arched into his arms, in exchange for a caress absent-mindedly.

Then, that hand began to grip the armrest of the chair desperately.

Toffee couldn't help but turned around and looked out.

The main players who are physically overloaded, even if they are replaced, can't wait to go back to the battle, especially when their own substitutes are not good enough, they are sweating profusely.However, there are rigid regulations on the substitute time, and there are referees pinching every minute and every second, and no one will be allowed to play first or who will play first, and both sides must be consistent.

Precisely because of this limitation, the two teams did not allow substitutes to play, and all positions were carried by themselves.

For the first time in his life, Bernick realized that Quidditch could make wizards vomit blood.

Watching the moon set and the sun rise, the night came to an end in their sweat. The morale of both the enemy and the enemy on the field was low. Every team member was mechanically repeating the actions just now. Everyone was looking forward to the early appearance of the Golden Snitch.

The VK cheerleaders shouted hoarsely, and the sound of cheering became indistinct, and Karkaroff also collapsed on the chair and poured water desperately.

Just as Katenin took out his pocket watch, Karkaroff jumped up.

"Victor! Hurry up! Over there!! Yes! Overtake! The Golden Snitch is ahead! Grab it! Grab it!"

Katenin took back his pocket watch without laughing or laughing. It was the first time he knew that Principal Karkarov had such a "sight like a torch".

How could the Snitch, who had been hiding for twenty hours, be easily captured by the two Seekers? He took the two of them around the arena very quickly, tossing them up and down in different ways.

The two seekers chased after each other with an unyielding morale. Every time they seemed to close the distance of the golden snitch, the little golden ball suddenly changed direction, and the two who turned were caught off guard.

The Golden Snitch never appeared, so Victor naturally couldn't catch it according to the original fixed-point method. To be on the safe side, he had to chase after it. He didn't dare to guess its direction casually. The two Seekers were exhausted, so they could only grit their teeth and stay behind. Hanging, whoever gives up first loses.

After no less than three laps in the arena, the Golden Snitch continued to jump, as if tossing two Seekers was the greatest pleasure in his life, and he had no intention of stopping.

When the Golden Snitch led them around for the fourth time, Victor's speed was gradually dropped. Mehrat's Seeker didn't notice the gap between the two at first. The person disappeared, only to realize that the person had fallen behind, and couldn't help smiling.

Victor's eyes were full of clouds, and he still stared at the enemy in front of him resentfully, with a trace of melancholy appearing on his brows, Mehrat's Seeker was almost elated.Turning his head and continuing to fly forward, Victor Krum was more than half a broom behind him, as long as the Golden Snitch paused for the slightest, he was sure to catch it.

Mehrat's seeker is no longer thinking about how to increase his speed. He believes that as long as the status quo is maintained, it will be a matter of course.

Just as he was making up his mind, Victor suddenly turned his broom and rushed to the side. Because he was too far behind, he did not attract the attention of the enemies ahead.

The captain of Mehrat, who was dodging left and right with the Quaffle, was in a hurry, cursing his Seeker's mentality of underestimating the enemy. What he fears most at the critical moment is the side-effects, and it is also the time when he should not take it lightly. Well, regardless of rushing forward, I don't know why Victor Krum suddenly didn't help!

It's a pity that his hands and feet were entangled by Bernick and other opponents. He really wanted to use the Quaffle in his hand to smash the head of the Seeker who knew he was daydreaming!

The Golden Snitch was the same as before, and the reason why it felt that its speed was particularly fast today was due to lack of energy.After being led around three times by the Golden Snitch, no matter how stupid Victor was, he would have figured out the way. Chasing and fighting would not work, and would only continue to waste energy. He couldn't put the rest of his odds on it, so Victor decided to take a gamble.

First of all, he fooled the enemy and let the opponent relax his guard, so he successfully escaped the opponent's attention; secondly, this is Durmstrang's home field, and he is more familiar with the field than the opponent; finally, he decided to fly to the stadium first. The place where the Golden Snitch might fly to has been circled three times, and the flight route is roughly the same, so he dared to take such a gamble.

So, when Victor caught the Snitch right under the nose of Mehrat Seeker, the opponent's face turned liver-colored.

"You cheat!"

Victor smiled calmly amidst the cheers, "Soldiers never tire of cheating."

Mehrat's Seeker bangs hard on the broom.

The game came to an end at 27:[-] in the morning. The students of the German school were all sleepy, but the German school team was just the opposite.

Karkaroff immediately waived the day's class at the German school and asked all the students to go back to the dormitory to rest. The students obeyed the principal's arrangement and left the arena in groups of three and four with their heads held high.

Heimdall was held tightly by his boyfriend, and he almost put the pressure of his whole body on him, looking tired and paralyzed.

Others also appeared to be dying.

The worst one was Bernick, who fell asleep standing up with his head against the wardrobe door in the preparation room.

"How about we go straight back to the dormitory?" Heimdall asked.

Victor didn't object, and walked all the way back to the dormitory, wearing his racing suit and sticking to Heimdall.

With the help of the house elf, he took off his boyfriend's clothes and pushed him into the bathroom to take a shower. In the middle, Heimdall ran in and looked around a few times to see that the time was almost up, and called him out of his sleep during the last look Awake.

Heimdall planned to return to his dormitory after Victor settled down, but he failed and lay down on the spot.

When he opened his eyes again, the strange pattern of flowers on the curtain made him confused for a long time. If he didn't hear the regular breathing sound coming from beside him, he would definitely not be able to turn around.

Just as Heimdall was about to touch his pocket watch, a corner of the curtain was suddenly lifted, and the house elf in charge of this bedroom poked half of his head, blinked his eyes uneasily, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Strulusson, We have visitors from you and Mr Krum."

Now?

here?

Heimdall was surprised.

Then, he saw Anna.

He opened his mouth and pushed Victor hard. The latter gave a dazed "um" without opening his eyes, and he pushed again.

Victor half-opened his eyes, turned over and pressed down, opened his mouth and gnawed at his neck.

"and many more!"

It's a pity that Heimdall's words had no effect, and Victor gnawed very happily.

"Your mother is here!"

Victor's movements froze, and after a while, when he turned his head to look, Anna's smiling face was very calm.

Then, a deliberate cough sounded, and Heimdall opened his mouth again.

A figure slowly walked out from behind Anna.

It was Rommel.