HP's Foreign Land

It is wrong to frighten people, and it is wrong to frighten future pillars.Heimdall felt guilty for the boy's white face.In order to make up for it, he immediately sent a smile that he thought was extremely gentle, intending to take advantage of the situation and tell people that "everything can't be done for real, it's just a joke", but as soon as he got closer, the person's face turned paler, and he even shivered backward reflexively to avoid him.

Heimdall suddenly realized that no matter what he was doing now, others would think it was a sign of a "developmental disorder".In order to prevent the situation from developing in a worse direction, he quickly gave up the possibility of communication, turned his eyes back and sat up straight. Then, when he glanced at the boy with the "thigh hugging" from the corner of his eye, he found that his expression was a disaster no matter what he looked at. The joy of the rest of my life...

The self-introduction ended just as Heimdall was sitting upright, staring straight at him.

When Mr. Chairman on the central podium said: "The opening ceremony is over, the first-year students stay behind, and the rest of the students disband on the spot." Flow walked out the door.The auditorium, which was overcrowded just now, suddenly became quiet and quiet.After that, the teachers behind the podium also took action, and they left in twos and threes.

Ray Dias always had a smile on his face. After watching the last teacher leave the auditorium, he focused on the freshmen again. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Everyone's luggage has been sent to the South Tower. The textbooks and class schedules have also arrived, I believe you will see them when you enter your dormitory.” With that, Dias walked off the podium and walked to the freshmen: “Although it’s a bit late, I still decided to follow the traditional Let me introduce, I am Ray Dias, President of Durmstrang's Student Council."

After a short pause, he suddenly suppressed his smile: "What I want to tell you is that the management principle that this school has always followed is 'students must know what they are doing', so the specific overall management of each grade is determined by the prefects selected by each grade. The deputy prefect is in charge. Except for the first grade. The prefect system does not include freshmen, and the arrangements for the first grade will be planned and deployed by the student union. Therefore, we may not meet less frequently in the next year. Hope you all have a good time.”

The president of the student union fell silent, and his eyes swept over every first-year freshman present.After a while, he smiled again, "Very well, it seems that everyone understands."

The first graders suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and some of them even had panicked expressions on their faces, and each of them seemed to have lingering fear.The sudden seriousness of this Mr. Chairman is really unbearable, it feels like being strangled by someone's neck.

Led by Ray Dias, the first graders followed and left the auditorium.Heimdall has tasted the feeling of being in a cocoon, and none of his classmates are willing to walk with him. The front of the team of 34 people is a group of three and two groups. He and Leon hang at the end, becoming two little tails alone .

Leon was still walking leisurely and leisurely, and he was still at ease alone.

Heimdall on the other tail was about to conduct a self-examination, when someone immediately appeared to break the "self-pity" he had just brewed.

"Hi, autistic." Needless to say, the voice full of ridicule must be Duncan Orville.

As soon as Heimdall turned his head, a big slap fell on his head from the right back, and he saw Duncan grinning and showing a row of snow-white teeth, matching his bronze face full of classical flavor, it looked extraordinarily bright and eye-catching: "I It’s just that reading too much can easily make people stupid, and look, it’s only one summer vacation, and Durmstrang has turned you into an autistic child.”

Wrong, Mr. Orville, fools and autistics are not in the same category.Heimdall thought to himself, look, this is called ignorance.

Automatically blocking Duncan's nonsense, Heimdall tried his best to ignore the hand he was resting on top of his head, and at the same time turned to look at the two Mr. Krum who had been standing quietly by the side, "What's the matter? "Otherwise, why stand outside and wait for him to come out?

Before Bernick could speak, Edmund, who had been clinging to the freshman team like a wolf on a rabbit, suddenly interjected, "We're leaving Durmstrang tonight." His tone sounded regretful.

Heimdal had an epiphany, "Is it because of a Quidditch friendly?"

"You know?" said Edmund.

"I just found out. I heard that I'm going to have a semester?"

"That's why we're here." Bernick stretched out his hand to hold Heimdall's shoulder, leaned closer and said cautiously: "We can't take care of you this semester, you have to be careful in everything, and if you can't do it, write a letter Your father, the school will still give you the face it deserves."

"My father?"

Seeing his bewildered expression, Bernick sighed, "It's Rommel."

The boy suddenly realized.

Bernick was depressed, but Rommel was probably the most depressed, as his father was too insignificant.

Heimdall nodded, no matter whether he listened or not, anyway, the head always needs to be nodded.

Perhaps aware that he was not caring enough, Bernick emphasized again: "You must remember what I said, and if you can't handle it, inform Rommel. It's only natural for a father to take care of his son. Don't give up on yourself! Do you hear me?" It was the first time in several months that Bernick told Heimdall in an elder tone.As for the boy's personality, after being in contact with them during this period of time, they still have some understanding. All in all, they don't like to trouble others, and they solve everything by themselves.How can he make them feel at ease?On weekdays, he is a child who knows how to be flexible, but he always likes to get stubborn in small corners and corners.

"Got it." All of them were talking like Chief Benson, and Heimdall felt that his self-esteem had been seriously hurt. These people probably believed that he was the kind of young master who didn't distinguish between grains and didn't care about production.

"Go, go..." Heimdall hissed angrily, "Go away, do what you should do, don't stand in the way of this young master!"

As a result, before the four of them walked away, each of them rewarded him with a chestnut. Pity him for succumbing to the majesty of a tall man, and he dared not speak out.

***

The south tower is the most magnificent and elegant student residence in Durmstrang College, because it is adjacent to the extensive conservatory complex.Most of the rooms in the South Tower can see a good view of the day, only a few of the windows of the rooms face the withered land and white snow that have been frozen for ten years, as if eternally frozen.This type of room is the least popular, and at the same time the least desirable to see - seeing it means you are going to live in it.

Ray Diaz led the freshmen into the dormitory and then left. The children received a warm welcome as soon as they entered the South Tower.Many second-year seniors who returned to the dormitory tower stood in the common room at the bottom of the tower, clapping their hands and shouting "Welcome!"The weather in the south tower today is sunny to cloudy, with a southeast wind of level 2-3, a maximum temperature of 20 degrees, and a minimum temperature of 14 degrees.All in all, it is a sunny, cloudy, breezy, and spring-like climate. This is a welcome gift from all the second-year seniors to all the first-year students.

Before the children finished chatting excitedly, 34 door keys representing the first-grade room floated in hand in hand.Broken gloves, broken cups, broken pocket watches, broken hats, etc. A series of old and dilapidated door keys are as broken as ever, but they are tied in different shades of brown, yellow, red, green, and white. The ribbon is neither hung on the wall nor placed on a shelf, but suspended in the air.Floating directly above the children's heads.A large piece of ribbon forms a large colorful cloud. Below the cloud hangs the door keys of each room. Below each door key is a small chocolate-colored walnut sign with a cream-colored house number and Corresponding to the name of the new student who will be staying there.

Upon discovering this, each child began to look up their names.For a time, it was full of wit and bustle.The brothers in the second grade looked at the slightly chaotic picture in front of them with great interest. This situation was simply a replica of their time a year ago.

When you reach out to hold the signboard that belongs to you, the door key will send you directly to the corresponding room and check in automatically. After every child in the room has touched the key, it will fly back by itself Go to the area on the wall where the door keys are hooked.Once used once, the key will remember you.

Maybe the number of freshmen this year has not reached the school's expected goal. All the first graders are two people in one room.

Heimdall's room is 011, with the other of the duo who nearly suffocated him—the one who sat on him and bit his collar.Now that he has become a roommate, he should get along well, right? Heimdall planned to chat with that roommate and improve their relationship. When he turned around, he happened to see his roommate being transported away by the Portkey.He wanted to follow his footsteps into the room, but just as he was about to raise his hand, he heard a student screaming, "I want to change the room! I want to see Chairman Dias!"

The rest of the freshmen who hadn't entered the room were stunned, and the originally happy and relaxed atmosphere was washed away by the roar.After a while, a second-year senior came out from the crowd, and Heimdall guessed that he might be the second-year prefect.

The brother asked the boy who asked to change the room, "Please tell me the reason for your request to change the room."

The boy pointed to Leon, who was three steps away from him, with panic and fear on his face, "I don't want to live with him!"

The senior didn't say anything, just glanced at Leon lightly, "I see, please wait a moment, both of you."

The black and white velvet sofa was full of students. After the commotion, the students who had returned to the room were also moved by the wind and ran down to watch the excitement.

The senior brother was quite efficient in action, and it didn't take long before he and Chairman Dias returned to the South Tower one after the other.

The freshman who asked to change the room was full of grievances before, but he missed it when he saw the chairman of the student union. He repeatedly took it out and talked about it.

Chairman Diaz asked another party, "What do you say, Mr. Blueleg?"

Leon was unmoved, from the moment his roommate yelled at him regardless of his feelings, he was still the same as before.

"It doesn't matter," he said, and in the end he even added, "I can live alone."

Dias smiled, "Sorry, I'm afraid this won't work."

The first graders present trembled subconsciously because of his sonorous and powerful negative words. According to his meaning, there must be one of them who wants to live in the same room as Leon Blueleg.At that moment, the freshmen all raised their eyes to look at others in unison. When they found that others were looking at them with similar eyes, they were startled and immediately glanced at other places by mistake.

Leon's face finally fluctuated, "Do you have to live in a room with someone else?"

Dias nodded, "That's for sure."

Leon suddenly glanced around, and many people lowered their heads the moment they came into contact with his sight, as if doing so would make them disappear immediately.Suddenly, Leon's eyes stared in one direction, and Heimdall, who was watching the play while hiding, was struck by his sudden inexplicable eyes.

No way, is this person going to...

"Mr. Chairman, let me share a dormitory with Mr. Heimdall Strulusson."

"Hey?" The secret cry was not from Heimdall, but from roommate 011, and at some point, he also came to the bottom of the tower.This unexpected mutation made him surprised and inexplicable, "Wait..."

Before the roommate could say anything, the yelling boy from before rushed to Dias, nodded vigorously for fear that he would not see him, and said repeatedly, "I agree, I agree..."

Dias was not in a hurry to give him an affirmative answer, but turned to Heimdall, who said "a person sits at home, and disaster falls from the sky", "Mr. Strulusson?"

At that moment, everyone looked at him, and all expectations pointed to him.

Heimdall was not pretentious, and said very simply: "I think I can accept this arrangement." When he said this, the yelling boy laughed happily.Heimdall, who was very cautious in some respects, found that he was a rude child for not thanking himself.

As the saying goes: there is no disadvantage in asking, and there is no suffering in trying.

"Where are you, where is your room, I just can't remember... Ah..." Humming "Sweet Honey" with out-of-tone tunes and out-of-the-box accents, Heimdall looked like a He walked into his bedroom with his chest up and his head up like a hero.