HP's Foreign Land

In the past two days, Karkaroff found that his blood mane was a bit listless, and he no longer walked with his head held high as usual but dejectedly, and he no longer grinned at people, shook his head and screamed, and the original arrogance and domineering disappeared.

Karkaroff was worried about Bloodmane's physical condition, so he asked Professor Lateri, who taught the Protection of Magical Creatures class at the German School, to check it out. Professor Lateri read it over and over again under the supervision of the headmaster, and got the answer All in all no problem at all.

Karkaroff couldn't help being amazed, and even more worried. The Sahara bloodmane is one of the property of the German school, because it is a rare species that is rare to see. The German school is located in a cold region, and the bloodmane is an equatorial species. It is easy to feed. Seeing that kung fu is also expensive, but at the same time, it can show the wealth and ingenuity of the German school. Karkaroff has always regarded his blood-maned Pegasus as one of the facades to show off to the outside world. Now there is a problem with the facade. Don't worry.

Karkaroff thought that Strulusson had used his carriage that day, so he had Heimdall called in for questioning, and after hearing Heimdall's words, he was very angry and funny.

It turned out that Heimdall boarded the terrace that day and was about to go back in a carriage, but he saw the bloodmaned horse clashing with another silver-white pegasus in the stable. The entire terrace was turned upside down, and many carriages had to avoid it Taking off and landing, there were quite a few onlookers who had nothing to do—most of them were employees of the Wizarding Union.

The conflict basically ended when Heimdall arrived, and the blood-maned horse was obviously the one being bullied.

In the end what happened?

Out of curiosity, Heimdall asked the staff in charge of guiding the terrace. The staff couldn't help laughing. What happened was that the blood-maned horse seemed to have a good impression of a jade-colored Pegasus horse in the same stable, and showed frequent attention to it. But that jade-colored Pegasus horse already had a partner, that is, the silver-white Pegasus horse that later clashed with Bloodmane. Of course, the result was that Bloodmane lost to the silver-white Pegasus horse.

In front of the "people" in my heart, my self-esteem was hurt, and I lost all my face.

In fact, the blood mane is not too ugly to defeat. Heimdall guessed that the silver-white Pegasus horse has the blood of the silver-maned horse, and it is taller and stronger than the average Pegasus horse. Standing in the stable is like standing in the stable. A bunch of green onions had been inserted into it, and the bloody mane looked like a toy horse in front of it. It was pretty good that it didn't get kicked over or stepped on a few horseshoe marks when it was in a bad shape.

Heimdall thought that it might be depressed. After all, this horse is used to being domineering in the German school. Horses see people as inferior, and there are no other pegasus in the school to compete with him. It is inevitable that they will be depressed when they are hit outside, but they did not expect it will always be depressed.

How many days has it been?He counted with his fingers that he would have to take the exam in half a month.

Speaking of exams, Heimdall has really grayed a lot of hair these days, although his hair already looks very "white".

Heimdall did not spend much effort to get the internal publication of the International Wizengamot from Blue Cotton. The boss, Okin, is a very alert person, easy-going and laughs but has a strict mouth, and knows how to please him at the right time. People who are flattering, such as Heimdall, the young master of Sturlusson.

Reviewing before an exam is like having a stopwatch next to you to check the time. Every time the second hand moves, it becomes louder and louder. Time seems to have come to an end. The past second means that one second is missing, and the second second cannot replace it. a second ago.The clock will eventually go back to the beginning of the day again, but it will never go back to yesterday.

The internal publication of the International Wizengamot is a newspaper called "Unforgivable Law". The name sounds like self-discipline. In fact, the news published on it has little to do with self-discipline. .

Promotion, commendation, and the status quo of the Wizengamot in various countries are the main themes. The exam six years ago failed to make it into the official page, but a special supplement was issued with the newspaper.

After reading the supplement, Heimdall felt a little complicated. The exam for junior trainees was the most common level of "mathematics, physics and chemistry". As long as he did his homework well at school, it shouldn't be a problem.The trainee exam is of a professional nature, with one-third of the professional questions and case studies.

Heimdall is not a fool. Chairman Garcia's words are already obvious, so Heimdall began to worry when he saw the questions of the trainee exam.

Later, after repeated deliberation and analysis by him, this junior trainee exam may involve some professional questions, but it will not be as formal as the trainee exam.

In any case, he was going to be a junior trainee.

Thinking of this, Heimdall suddenly became enlightened, and he began to be full of energy again, eating and drinking enough to do the back and forth questions every day with a red face.The exam is based on the total score, even if all the professional questions are wiped out, it doesn't matter, the premise is that he should try his best to keep "mathematics, physics and chemistry" without losing points.

Here, Heimdall is racing against time to stuff cultural knowledge into their brains, but the more Carlo and the others look at him, the more frightened they feel, they refuse to agree to him, they never leave their books, and they treat a plate of green leafy vegetables as a treat at lunch. The staple food was devoured, and there was a large plate of rabbit meatballs next to it, but he turned a blind eye.

Who is he, Heimdall Strulusson, who loves meat and loves meat, and now eats leaves instead, and what a terrible thing it is.

He is bewildered!Carlo analyzed in his heart.

Ryan also felt that the current Heimdall was a bit scary. Except for books, they were still books, and they only saw print, so they were not popular anymore.

"I thought he had obsessive-compulsive disorder." Leon frowned and analyzed, he rarely showed obvious emotional changes. "There was a similar situation. Before he took the test of the Education Committee and the Examination Management Committee last school year, he watched it day and night, even talking to himself when he went to the bathroom." Speaking of this, Brunei Mr. Ge felt a little hairy, and when he woke up at night, he heard him talking about astronomy in his dreams.

At that time, Leon really felt that his roommate was abnormal and not human at all.

"Yes." Carlo was deeply touched by this. "I helped him memorize a few chapters of History of Magic last year. He obviously memorized it, but he always felt that he hadn't memorized it. wrong."

Since then, the little fat man has never endorsed his classmates again.

"The scariest thing is this." Rian said as he stretched out his hand to grab the book, and the book in front of Heimdall disappeared, so he suddenly raised his eyes and stared.

Hiss~~ Those eyes are not looking at a classmate, it's like meeting an enemy.

Rian shivered, and quickly put the book back.

The blade-like murderous aura disappeared immediately.

Ryan burst into tears, and threw himself between Carlo and Leon for comfort.

"Yes, yes, it's scary, it's not normal!!!" Rian cried to the two of them.

Someone sat down next to them, and Carlo was relieved when he saw him, and hurriedly said, "Are you done?"

That person, that is, Victor nodded, "What's the matter with you?" I found their faces very strange.

The three boys frantically pointed at Heimdall, who was sitting not far away, as if they were seeing rescuers. There was no one around him. In the vacuum state where thousands of mountains and birds were flying, it seemed that no one around him dared to approach.

"Has he had lunch?" Victor frowned after seeing it.

"Eat." Carlo nodded, but the expression on his face couldn't be described as joyful. "I ate a large vegetable salad and drank a bowl of meatless coconut potato soup. I didn't eat any meat at all!" As if afraid that Victor would not pay attention, he emphasized it several times.

Victor said without changing his expression, "Haven't you had dinner yet?"

Carlo froze, and replied reflexively, "I haven't eaten yet."

Victor smiled, "You didn't eat either? Then let's eat together."

Carlo is so embarrassing. Thinking about it, I know that Klum is asking Rigg, but when it comes to eating, the little fat man can't control himself.

Several people quickly sat next to Heimdall. Of course, the person who was engrossed in learning Hai Wuya didn't notice the changes around him at all.

The three friends closely watched Victor's every move, just wanting to see what he would do, taking away the book would not work...Ah!Did he really take the book directly?

When the three of them gloated and waited for the pair of ghost eyes to radiate green and cold light again, making the boyfriend quit, the boyfriend unexpectedly stopped moving.

Victor just pulled the book out of Heimdall's hand, but didn't take it away directly. Heimdall's gaze followed the book slowly until it got farther and farther away from him, beyond the limit of his vision.

Someone who was thumping in the sea reached the bottom of the water in an instant, and stood up in a jiffy.

"Hey? What's the matter? What are you doing with my book?"

Someone smashed the table heavily, as if to vent their anger, it was Carlo.

Heimdall was taken aback, looked at the three of them, and found that the three were looking at him with resentful eyes, so he asked inexplicably, "What's the matter with you?"

The expressions of the three friends became even more dramatic.

Heimdall was even more confused.

"Probably hungry." Victor said calmly, unhurriedly.

"Oh." Heimdall echoed immediately, "I'm hungry too!" Rubbing his stomach, "Very hungry!"

Only then did Victor put the book back in front of him, and Heimdall turned his face following his movement, his eyes lit up, "Meatballs!" He picked up a fork and stuffed one into his mouth, chewing contentedly After a while, he said vaguely, "It's delicious...the meatballs are really big..."

At that moment, Carone was bullied.

***

On the day of the exam, Heimdall woke up early, and went to the bathroom to take a serious and careful shower, and changed into a new set of school uniforms that were neatly made of flannelette—the project of face is very important.

When eating breakfast in the cafeteria, he paid attention to the combination of meat and vegetables, and he did not act arbitrarily, but he refused Li'an's kindness to hand him food, saying that he would never eat any food related to eggs today.

His prudence confused Rian, and Carlo laughed.

Leon shook his head resignedly. Rigg's persistence in some aspects is really dumbfounding.

Sure enough, after the meal, Heimdall took out his pencil case, took out the quills and mini ink bottles inside, and wiped them carefully with a handkerchief. The condition was better than that of a professional killer before he was ready for guns and ammunition. You have to be careful, and you are almost catching up with Carlo's level.

Leon really wanted to tell him that the exam quills and inks like that were probably distributed along with the papers, even if the quills were combed to make them smoother than hair, they would not be needed.

After a little hesitation, he still didn't open his mouth.

After everything was ready, Heimdall said: "Students, I'm leaving!" The children sitting nearby were all children of the same grade.

Everyone nodded vigorously at him in unison, and watched him leave the cafeteria step by step intently. This is not watching a classmate off, but a martyr at all.

Carlo knocked on Rian who was still looking up, and said angrily: "What are you doing, we agreed to send it to the carriage!"

Lian rubbed his head in embarrassment, blaming the surrounding atmosphere for being too good, and he was too involved in the drama.

Standing on the small square in front of the bell tower, Carlo exhaled, and a cloud of white smoke came out of his mouth, dissipating in the swirling snow particles.

Lian withdrew his gaze from a distance, suddenly became uneasy, and looked at the two friends from left to right for a while, "Is it going to be all right?"

Carlo glanced at him, probably thinking he was talking nonsense.

Ryan pursed his mouth in aggrieved way, "If he fails the exam, it will be too wronged. He regards the book like that." I heard from Carlo that he was talking in his sleep at night.

"I can't say for sure. There is also luck in exams, because knowledge is dead, and the person who writes the questions is alive." Mr. Jones has the common problem of gossip media people. He is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Love to think about the worst, and analyze the truth in depth by anticipating various possible setbacks in advance.

Ryan was very unhappy when he heard that, and Carlo didn't care if he was happy or not. He also became depressed when he told Ryan this.

Leon passed them blankly as if he hadn't heard anything, and walked towards Durmstrang Castle.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the back of Victor Krum turning away, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Didn't this boyfriend have a team event and said he couldn't make it back?

At the other end of the small square, at the entrance of the corridor, Hassler released the barn owl in his hand after witnessing the whole process of the carriage taking off.