HP's Foreign Land

Maybe he is really stronger than children of the same age, but for those who are really strong, this level is like a drop in the ocean, not only the black cat, but the principal may also be aware of this, so he plans to hit hard , otherwise it will be abolished in the long run and he will become a "Mary Sue" if he continues as he used to. Put quotation marks for Mao, because Mary Sue is omnipotent, and his ability is not more than omnipotent. That's what I think ^_^Heimdall's understanding of the Chimera is the same as that of many wizards in the world-superficial.Neither emotionally nor rationally sound.When he was in the UK, he learned through the media and people’s word of mouth that the Chimera is distributed in Greece and is a magical animal with a very high risk factor. The number is limited and he is very cherished.Its nature is evil and ferocious, and its eggs are Class A prohibited commodities.

The [Day Llewellyn Ward] on the second floor of St. Mungo's Hospital is very illustrative and intimidating.The unfortunate Mr. Llewellyn died tragically under the tusk of a Chimera while on holiday in Greece, and it is said that the whole of Wales mourned the untimely death of their illustrious Quidditch player that year.

The knowledge is limited to this - the nature is ferocious; it has the head of a lion, the body of a sheep, and the tail of a fire dragon (this kind of patchwork form makes people panic just thinking about it); sees a living thing and bites it until it dies... In short, If an ordinary wizard wants to single-handedly deal with a Chimera, the chance of success tends to zero.Of course, there have been people who have successfully challenged it.The result is still not good.He had already defeated the Chimera and became a hero, but he fell off the Pegasus and fell to his death due to exhaustion...

If you can't beat it to death, it will be bitten to death, but if you beat it to death, it will be thrown to death.

Therefore, Heimdall has always felt that this magical animal from Greece is very unlucky.

But the current situation can't stop him from being feudal and superstitious. God opened his eyes and allowed him to be reborn to be 11 years old, but he died at the mouth of animals in the end.

The sound of the Chimera is very strange, roaring like many beasts in the Muggle world, but the sound is not single, it seems to be mixed with other high and low, soft or harsh voices.Like an out-of-pitch cassette, it caused Heimdall's pupils to constrict and his scalp to tingle.

The momentum is very strong.The Chimera stomped him as soon as he showed his face, not to mention that he didn't even lift his paw.

Chimera didn't seem to be in a hurry to have close contact with him. Instead, her hind legs stretched out, her front paws scratched the ground, her eyes glowed faintly with phosphorescent light, and she lay prone on the spot while maintaining a biting posture, staring at him closely. Heimdall with a chill on the back of his neck.

Animals are always animals, and with this in mind, Heimdall decided to strike first.With a flick of the wand, the fluorescent flickering went out, and the whole space suddenly went dark, and then a red flame burst out from the top of the wand and roared straight towards the position where Chimera was lying prone.This blazing move was originally a magic used to ignite the fireplace. Heimdall modified its radiation area and ignition point, making it lower than the ordinary blazing flame, with a wider burning range and faster flames escaping.Make it leap from ordinary daily use to an aggressive ultimate move.

An incredible thing happened. After the tongue of fire was spit out, it seemed to be absorbed by the darkness, and it was so fleeting, not even a spark came out.It was as silent as if asleep.Heimdall was a little anxious.Because of the lack of a light source, he released the magic by relying on the location he remembered in his mind. This location is not difficult to remember, and it is 30 meters away.

Unless the Chimera can "shift form and change form" at that moment, it is impossible to have no reaction at all.

The white light came on again.Heimdall was dumbfounded, and the Chimera remained the same without moving. He said dumbfounded, "Could it be that it moves back after it's transfiguration?"

This time Chimera didn't give him time to think at all.It opened its mouth, and the huge animal kiss with its fangs bared made a noise, followed by a cloud of fuzzy things that could be seen with the naked eye sprayed out of its mouth.The high-speed rotating airflow inside formed a knife, and rushed towards Heimdall.Although he couldn't see clearly because of the environment and other factors, he still lay down on the spot by instinct, and the wind blade brushed his hair with a slight difference and slammed past, and then fell somewhere behind him with a bang, messy and uneven. A large area of ​​the ground was scraped flat, and a thick, suffocating smog was lifted.

Where the wind blade passed, the dust and small-sized garbage were all involved and floated up in a circle, scraping Heimdall's body and face one by one, and buried him in the blink of an eye.

Heimdall crawled out of the garbage mountain in disgrace, he couldn't believe his eyes.At this moment, he no longer thinks that the chimera is just an animal. Just the look of the vicious eyes that look down on all living beings is enough to frighten people.

[Using those sparks to deal with it is useless at all. ] The black cat that seemed to have disappeared suddenly jumped in front of him. [Unless you can use the highest level of fire elemental magic to "Summon Vulcan", don't waste your time. ] At this time, another wind blade rushed over.

Heimdall immediately swung his wand towards the sky, releasing a fluorescent light source into the midair. The white light source left the top of the wand and slowly drifted towards the sky, like a star, illuminating half of the space.Immediately afterwards, he lowered his body, hugged his head and threw himself desperately to the right, narrowly avoiding a round of wind blade cutting.

Although the brightness of the light source is not ideal, at least he is no longer a "blind man feeling an elephant", and he can also use his wand to use other magic.Grindelwald is indeed a great wizard with foresight, and Heimdall just used the Grindelwald version.

Chimera seems to be addicted to playing, the wind blades spit out one after another, and deliberately left Heimdall to hide and breathe, and was not in a hurry to give him a fatal blow.

Heimdall was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.The animal was playing with him, mocking others for being weak.Even so, he didn't give up.One magic after another was released, of course, followed by disappointment again and again.As if to "reward" his perseverance, Chimera also shortened the release interval of the wind blade time and time again.

Heimdall was honored to be hanged again and again. Although most of them were scratches without obvious signs of bleeding, the numerous scars cut on the skin through the tattered clothes were still shocking.

Is the Chimera invincible? !He was panting heavily.The tense nerves prevented him from feeling the pain in his body.He didn't believe that there was nothing invincible in the world, and the Chimera must have weaknesses.

When Heimdall dodged another round of wind blades, he fell to the ground and shook his arm suddenly, and another brand new attempt was cast.What made Heimdall excited was that this time it seemed to be effective. The Chimera trembled all over, lifted its huge head slowly, and then froze there without moving.

The sound of "thumping, pounding" heartbeat in the chest echoed in his ears.Heimdall slowly raised his upper body with his arms, did the Freezing Curse work?Just as he was secretly delighted, Chimera's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he opened his mouth wide. A wind blade gathered in front of the slimy tongue. Those vicious eyes revealed a self-righteous sarcasm and ridicule towards Heimdall.

He who was lying on the ground did not dodge, because it was too late, the sweeping speed of the wind blade was simply against the sky, and it was too late for him to get up to judge the direction of dodge before taking action.At that moment, Heimdall's heart sank completely, and his eyes were moist.He thought of many people, his family, friends and partners in the UK, the seniors who took care of him a lot at school... Although he has already experienced parting from life and death once, how reconciled he is to such a result!

The wind blade blew across Heimdall's cheeks in response, and the sharp air outlet brought out tearing pain, but he didn't seem to notice it.

The wind blade, which should have a hit rate of 100%, missed.

At the moment when his life was hanging by a thread, Heimdall heard the auditory hallucinations before, the clanging and clanging sound of iron chains colliding.The originally ferocious Chimera let out a desolate and ear-piercing howl, as if it was being tormented by an indescribable pain, and its whole body was trembling convulsively.As the clanging sounds became more and more intense, the howling of the Chimera became weaker and weaker until it stopped abruptly.

With the light source above his head, which was not considered bright, Heimdall saw the Chimera lying on the ground silently, and his suddenly depressed and dim eyes were full of resignation, cruelty and fatigue.Although its posture has not changed, at this moment it is a gesture of compromise and submission.The previous self-importance has long since disappeared.

After confirming that it was indeed imprisoned and lost its attack power, Heimdall let out a vicious breath, and his whole body went limp and slumped to the ground.

He escaped a catastrophe by the nick of time.

[How does it feel to almost die?Mr. Sturluson? 】The black cat jumped on his stomach and said sarcastic remarks.

Heimdall smiled wryly, looked straight at the ceiling, and said in a hoarse and dry voice, "For a moment, I seemed to see Merlin."

[What did the great magician tell you? 】

"Sorry to disappoint you," Heimdall turned over and sat up, and a lot of garbage fell from his clothes. "I was kicked back by him before I could ask for an autograph."

The black cat jumped aside, turned around and looked at him: [Can I ask a question? 】

"Please say, as long as it is within my ability." At this time, Heimdall did not dare to claim anything and Yelang was arrogant, and there was a little more rationality in his words and deeds.

It seems that the black cat also felt this, and its sharp eyes softened: [Why didn't you use the Iron Armor Curse just now? 】Heimdall's expression immediately became weird, he stared at the black cat and said, "That magic is a reflection magic against the curse, the Chimera just used magic?"

The black cat is satisfied.It is not unreasonable to ask such a question, because many wizards today can't tell what magic should be used and what should not be used, even some wizards who are called "great" by the world are no exception.Although using the Iron Armor Curse at an inappropriate time will not cause any adverse consequences, but a wizard must not waste a minute at the moment of narrow escape from the enemy. Improper use of magic will cause the delay of the fighter, and then be hit by the enemy's magic, so as to As for being killed on the spot.

Heimdall patted the dust on his body casually, and then he didn't care about the dirt all over his body, he didn't care about it at all.Right now, his mind is full of the battle scene just now.Every frame left him disheartened and ashamed.It was ugly, he had never been so embarrassed.

"Honestly, I was blown away." Heimdall murmured dejectedly.Picking up the scattered school supplies and other objects on the ground, he turned his head and glanced at the ferocious beast who looked like a trapped beast, and his steps out of the room seemed to be slow.

Thinking that I have been stubbornly declaring that Grindelwald's black magic has no effect on him, and I also stuffed the two black magic manuals in the cabinet as waste products, and turned to study those "more useful" common magic.

"By the way, why do I study the things that Grindelwald has studied?" Heimdall asked himself.It's nothing more than a kind of inexplicable competitive psychology.This kind of vindictiveness that is superficially noble but actually compared is really stupid.

The cruel reality woke up Heimdall, and the self-satisfied Master Strulusson is nothing more than that. Without you, the earth still rotates in 24 hours.

Snowflakes fluttered outside the giant windows, and the aisle was as silent as when it came, so quiet that no sound could be heard.

[There's no time to worry about the spring and autumn, you don't plan to go to Potions? 】

Heimdall squinted at the black cat, and muttered with a dark face: "Can't you comfort me? I almost died here!"

The black cat didn't take it seriously, [Actually you didn't die, didn't you?And he won't let you die either. 】he? "By the way, you just said that someone wants to try my level. This person is the one you mentioned? Who is this?"

【headmaster. 】

The black cat disappeared after uttering those words, leaving Heimdall alone in the corridor in a daze.

headmaster?Karkaroff?

The inexplicable answer made him more confused, and the wound on his body ached as the nerves loosened.Heimdall looked left and right for a long time, and finally muttered aggrievedly: "Who can tell me how to get to the Potions classroom?"