HP's Foreign Land

Elder Lange became a little impatient after listening to it. No matter how great his curiosity was, he couldn't hold back a long speech. In fact, he wanted to hear Heimdall talk about himself, his studies, his stories, and his future ... rather than singing the praises of others.

Heimdall stopped eloquently before Lange erupted. He didn't want to fully arouse the rebellious psychology of the Great Elder, and the gain would outweigh the loss.

"Why do you want to come to England?" Heimdall asked respectfully and politely.

The Great Elder automatically ignored Heimdall's alienation, and felt refreshed, finally it was his turn.

"Stop by and have a look." Lange took a sip of tea from his teacup, and spoke in a calm and calm manner.

Rommel, who was diagonally across, sneered in his heart, old guy, just pretend, the more you do this, the further the distance between you and Rigg will be.

Langer has everything under control, but he forgot to think about how to get along with Heimdall.

Sure enough, just as Rommel expected, Heimdall didn't accept Lange's tricks at all, nodded "Oh", and didn't continue.

After all, Lange has seen the world, he has dealt with all kinds of people, and he quickly picked up the topic, "Just in time for the Christmas holiday, I took Solger to Wales to see some friends, and I went to You come here."

Only Rommel and Snow understood what it means to "stop by to see some friends". The old guy clearly made a special trip to see Rieger. Soljere goes to Wales".

Victor froze for a moment when he heard Solger, and Master Krum suddenly didn't remember who he was.

"Mr. Reincarnation is here too?" Heimdall looked at Lange seriously, his face darkened.

Only then did Victor suddenly realize that, by the way, it was the reincarnation of that Yolf.

"He's currently staying in a wizarding hotel in Muggle London, and I didn't bring him here." Fortunately, Lange didn't come here to deliberately disgust Heimdall, so he quickly clarified.

Heimdall, who just shouted "I withdraw!" in his heart, couldn't help but relax. Of course, he wasn't afraid of that Sibei guy. He chose to believe in the arrangement of the Strulusson family and tolerated it, but it didn't mean that he was really serious about the matter. He's so heartless, so if the Xibei guy lives in peace and order and obeys the organization's arrangement, loving his family, loving the country, and loving the people, it's fine. If not, if he has to run up to him, Heimdall doesn't mind chatting with him with his magic wand Life.

However, he also knew that this possibility was unlikely. Firstly, Lange would not let the laid chess pieces off the chessboard easily; secondly, he expected that the reincarnation wished to be a useful chess piece for the rest of his life, and charged forward in front of the battle instead of letting go Abandon pawns.

Lange and the reincarnation hit it off right away, especially the reincarnated Mr. He walked on eggshells every day to fill up the glue on the layer of window paper that was actually transparent.

Now that he got in touch with Heimdall, Lange tried every means to let him introduce himself. As mentioned earlier, Lange really wanted to hear Heimdall talk about his life and learning, that is, when facing his family Heimdall had a dispirited look, and kept talking without saying a word. At the end, Lange suddenly changed his face, got up and went out angrily.

The Great Elder thinks highly of himself, he is not used to being neglected, and on impulse, he wants to be out of sight, but unfortunately, none of the people here are flatterers who look up to him, so there is no need to worry about his face, let alone look at his face , watched him go farther and farther, and didn't know how to stop him. Lange, who was already full of regrets, was filled with grief and indignation. He couldn't find the steps, so he had to bite the bullet and quickly left the three broomsticks. It was a disaster for the fish, but his hospitality was met with supercilious glances.

After going out, he was blown head-on by the cold breeze, and Lange suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. He waved back the subordinates who surrounded him listlessly, and walked alone along the street. Let him go back now with the cheek, and the elder would not be willing to kill him .

The atmosphere in the Three Broomsticks shop didn't change much. Both Rommel and Snow saw that Heimdall didn't like the Great Elder. Snow didn't care much, or he never cared about it, but Rommel did. A little puzzled, I wanted to say a few words for Lange, but then I thought it would be redundant to do so, so I let it go.

In fact, Heimdall did not like Lange, and most of the reasons were Rommel. If it weren't for the last time he went to the ancestral house, Dad would have asked a red hat to protect him secretly, and revealed it intentionally or unintentionally during his speech. What kind of achievements the Great Elder has made for the family before, what kind of vicious means and heart does he have... All these things add up to give Heimdall a clear hint that this Great Elder is not simple, so be on guard.

Therefore, the good son Heimdall was on guard.

I don't know how Lange, who wants to establish diplomatic relations with Heimdall, will feel if he knows this, whether he will hold a grudge, and maybe secretly make a trip to Rommel's little shoes...

***

A few men in the store continued their sensitive topics, and Heimdall let go now. Although he still listened for a lot of time, he would occasionally put forward some opinions of his own. With his current level, he was far from He cannot express his own opinions or refute others’ opinions. He is still a student, and reading is his job. The topics he can participate in talking about are more or less related to the Wizengamot. Some things are recorded in IW In the internal publications sent to him, he is no longer simply keeping his ears to the outside world.

For this alone, Rommel and Snow were extremely embarrassed. Although Heimdall's views were still relatively immature, and his way of thinking was more superficial, it was enough. Profoundness and viciousness are accumulated over time.

Since Heimdall threw himself into the International Wizengamot, Rommel only occasionally inquired about what was going on inside, and did not intervene too much, so he was not ignorant of his son's specific work situation, but he did not have a deep understanding.

The important reason why Rommel did not act rashly is that there is the International Wizengamot. Although the Ministry of Magic of all countries in the world generally believes that the control of the International Wizengamot is in decline and the era of IW is over, they also understand that the emaciated camel Bigger than horses, IW's name still lingers, it's not a park in the middle of the street where you can get in and out as you like.

Heimdall once revealed that he might have found the way he wanted to go, and he was currently crossing the river by feeling the stones. Rommel, who could hear the implication, was actually proud.

But thinking that their son (Rig) was only 14 years old, Rommel and Snow felt like they couldn’t help but look at the one who was flirting with his son (Rig) shamelessly in front of them, The two brothers couldn't help feeling sad.

Rommel turned his eyes, stared at Victor, and asked about his studies.Heimdall was distracted by Snow and talked about the daughters of Daisy and Vidin. Snow also took out a stack of photos to show Heimdall... The two brothers cooperated tacitly and had a clear division of labor. Victor had no choice but to Temporarily shift your mind to dealing with Rommel.

The names of Victor's on-campus refresher class students are currently hanging on the International Referee Council, which can be regarded as half of the students under the name of the council, because Victor is nominally studying in the Quidditch bronze medal referee refresher class. There is no mandatory requirement for students to go to the specific class place to study in the level-level refresher class. You can send the teaching materials by mail, but after the semester ends, you will be assessed by the bronze medal referee. The board of directors only recognizes the assessment results, no matter how you study. .

The International Referee Council is a base for training, selecting, and providing referees for various events in the wizarding world. It has many departments. The more famous ones are of course the Quidditch Referee Center, as well as the Gobstone Referee Center and Wizard Chess Referee Center. Center, etc. The purpose of the council is "independence, impartiality, fairness, openness, and no conflict of interest".

The bronze medal referee that Victor is currently studying is the entry level of the three levels of Quidditch referee gold, silver, and bronze. Unless you really don’t understand the rules at all, you can generally pass the exam, but for Quidditch As far as the referee is concerned, passing the exam does not mean leaving the teacher.

After a wizard obtains the bronze medal referee qualification, the next step is to really test him, that is, to practice on the job. There are two options, one is to find a match to arbitrate by himself, and the other is to follow the arrangement of the Quidditch Referee Center Find a job for you, generally speaking, most people will choose the latter, and the latter often represents difficulty.In the world of referees, especially Quidditch referees, there are as many silver medals as there are dogs, and bronze medals are everywhere, which shows how devalued the bronze medal referee is.

In addition to the orthodox assessment, the referee's level promotion must also undergo an annual referee qualification certificate test. In addition, every time he is on the job—that is, supervising a Quidditch match, it will be recorded. These will be counted into the overall promotion score.It sounds like a long way off, very hopeless, but when the daughter-in-law really becomes a mother-in-law and becomes a gold star referee, her status will rise. Gold star referees will not compete in non-international competitions, and every year, several international competitions will be held around the world. race?

The feeling of having the world in your hands will rise at once. At that time, it will not be someone who picks you, but whether you like to go or not. The silver and bronze who are currently struggling in the front line of referees are undoubtedly going this far Pick one of the Gold Saints and go for it.

Therefore, the ultimate goal of player Krum has never been an ultimate star, but an ultimate referee.Stars squander their youth, and referees are the ones who will hold their jobs for a lifetime, especially gold star referees, with a golden job, low workload and high degree of freedom. They don’t have to travel around like players, and they train hard. When Mr. Krum thought about it I couldn't be more satisfied.

"So you have already applied to participate in this referee assessment?" Rommel had already learned about this.

Victor nodded, "The training class is expected to end in April, and this year's bronze medal certification examination will probably be scheduled for the end of May or early June."

"I understand." Rommel smiled shortly, not too surprised. Klum is already recognized as a first-tier star in the world. Although he is not ranked number one in the world, youth is capital, and the number one in the world is only a matter of time. , there must be a group of people waiting to curry favor with such a character, it is not difficult to know some news, plus his old club, Basteto Vulcan, has contributed in it, although it is said that the specific time for this year's bronze certificate assessment has not yet been finalized .

Victor laughed but said nothing.

"Why did you think of taking the referee's certificate?" Rommel was a little puzzled. All stars who can squeeze into the first-line will choose to be a coach when they consider their way out after retirement. Only those third-rate players who have a bleak career Athletes will find another way out early, and the referee is one, but Victor does the opposite.

Coaches can earn much more than referees, especially the top ten first-class teams, perhaps a small dividend can be worth the annual income of gold star referees.

"I hope it will gradually stabilize in the future," Victor said.

It is true that the coach earns a lot, but can he be compared with the star?He didn't want to sell himself for the rest of his life.

Rommel felt that he should reprimand him as "good for nothing", but when he saw his unwavering expression, he suddenly changed his mind.

"Son, do you think it's appropriate for your boyfriend to become a referee instead of a high-paying job?" Rommel turned to Heimdall.

Heimdall, who was concentrating on looking at the photos, suddenly heard the question and didn't react. After a moment of silence, he said, "Very good."

"Why? Isn't it good to earn a lot?" Rommel smiled. Could it be that his son has started double standards again?Doesn't he like Jin Gallon the most?

"The referee is more respectable than the coach." Heimdall replied without thinking.

Rommel was speechless for a while.

According to Heimdall's idea, Quidditch referees are different from Quidditch coaches. Referees need to pass strict assessments, and their workplaces are located in government departments such as the International Federation of Wizards. They are equivalent to civil servants. Although coaches earn more, they also The workload is also heavy. It takes a lot of energy to fight with the team all day long. It is also working for others. The nature of working for the government is completely different from working for the team owner.

After all, it’s not because Klum chose to be the referee. If Krum chose the coach today, his rhetoric would definitely be wrong. Rommel smiled and sighed in his heart.

"Okay, let's talk about something else." Rommel straightened his face, "What exactly is the atavism you mentioned in your letter?"

"Returning to the ancestors?" Snow heard it for the first time, and his expression was a little dazed.

Heimdall didn't make too much noise, he only told Rommel, and only mentioned a few words in the letter. He couldn't explain the matter clearly in a few words. Ever since he knew that his father and Snow would come to England during the New Year, he decided to have a face-to-face interview.

"I preliminarily guessed that I was inspired by eating mermaid balls, because later I tried to hold my breath in the bathtub, and my eyes turned black, and there was nothing abnormal about my body." Heimdall took out the quilt from his pocket. He collected it carefully, and a small piece of the white sailboat was cut off by Leon, and put it on the table.

"The mermaid balls I'm talking about are this."