HP's Foreign Land

Today I use the text to say a few words——

Regarding the description of Haier's appearance, as mentioned in the previous article, the focus is on cuteness. He is only 11 years old and has not yet fully grown.Xiabi and Adam thought he was a beauty because they admired countless beauties and had vicious eyes. They saw that Haier's background is good, and he must be a standout in the future.The reason why I don’t write about Haier’s appearance is also because of my age. Just imagine how well an 11-year-old boy is assigned by me.

I just want everyone to keep in mind that this kid looks good.

Metamorphosis happens in second grade.When Viktor can see it, Krum is a rather sullen person, and if you don’t stimulate him, he won’t react...^_^

Regarding some issues that I think the plot is slow, I have no choice but to ING... There are many, many things to explain in the first grade, and there are many, many things to solve. The click-through rate of a chapter is enough to know. In fact, there are more than 2000 collections that are only viewed by hundreds of people every day. I think these hundreds of people must be able to accept my procrastination style, otherwise they will not watch it every day. For the sake of these hundreds of people, I have to try my best to write the text as complete and exciting as possible, ^_^

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Heimdall has officially settled down. At the moment when the situation is stronger than others, those who know the current affairs are the best.So what if you're not welcome?When he wrote a letter to the Candy Mouse Organizing Committee to sign up, he had a position in his heart. He came here with the attitude of studying hard, not for winning prizes, not for face, and not for the limelight.Especially when he stood on this competition field and witnessed the hustle and bustle of all nations, the impact on him was huge and far-reaching, and the idea of ​​putting down his airs and humbly asking for advice became more and more determined.

The name of Durmstrang College is so pale against such a majestic and grand scene. Only when you step out, you will know that outside the eagle hits the sky, fish fly in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frosts compete for freedom①.And the school is just a small place for teaching and educating people. (①from Mao Zedong's "Qinyuanchun-Changsha")

At that moment, he suddenly discovered that some of the original so-called persistence suddenly seemed ridiculous and childish.

"The more you live, the more you go back..." Heimdall shook his head, thinking self-deprecatingly.

The room that Charles arranged for him was located on the second floor of the tent. Except for the meeting and dining area on the first floor of the tent, the rest was the working area, and the second floor was the living area.Not only Heimdall, Shabby and Adam's room is also on the second floor.

Heimdall, a little frog in the well, once again saw the wealth and wealth of Liechtenstein wizards. He lived in tents when he was in England, and even sold new tents for Anmeer's grocery store for a week.However, those are all necessities for small households to go out to play, and the real rich will not value such things.Heimdall had never seen a luxury tent before, mainly because he had no chance to see it, but today it was a feast for the eyes and an eye-opener.

There is everything here, like a small villa that can be moved.The division of space is reasonable, the areas are clear, and the functions are diversified. There will be no such poor and distressed scenes of crowded people and thugs.

It's nice to have money... A certain boy sighed.When he was pressing the white and soft bed back and forth with his hands, looking out at the green land outside through the bay window beside the bed, the house elf had already helped him pack all his bags quietly, and Heimdall couldn't help it. He sighed again: "It's nice to have money, but magic is even better!"

After resting in his room for a while and eating the delicious lunch specially prepared for him by the house elf, Heimdall decided to go out for a stroll and get to know the surroundings by the way. After all, he was going to live here for a month and a half.

He was coming down just as Adam Cross was coming up, and the two passed each other on the stairs without talking.He regards Heimdall as an invisible man, but Heimdall is not in a hurry to establish a friendship with him, it will be a long time in the future, isn't it?

Unlike Adam Cross's Stranger Things, Sharpie is far more enthusiastic.It may be because they have a common language, or it may be because Heimdall has lived in England and is familiar with that country. All in all, Sharpie is like finding someone to chat with about British topics, and he can talk about what he wants to say, what he can say, and what he wants to say. Heimdall is the one to talk about the coefficient.

Not only "garbage", Heimdall learned a lot of things through conversations, such as Hogwarts, such as Hufflepuff, such as the House Cup, such as OWLs (Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination), such as Harry Potter... …Similarly, he also paid back a lot of things to Shabby: Durmstrang’s buildings, various research rooms, students of all kinds, professors with different styles, and black magic education…

Heimdall noticed that Shabby had a subconscious rejection of black magic, which may be caused by his environment. It is said that Hogwarts forbids students to touch everything related to black magic. The "mysterious man" who still has panic in the wizarding world.It is understandable and obvious to all that the British educational circles are fully resisting the black arts.

But no matter what, Sharpy is still a child, and it is understandable to be curious about the existence of black magic.Generally speaking, people are like this, the more forbidden things are, the faster they will grow.Just like the Muggle world has been cracking down on pornography, but behind the scenes, pornography and piracy are rampant.

Of course, Sharpy was only curious about Durmstrang, who publicly taught black magic, and had no other bad ideas.It seems that the students of Hogwarts think that there is a den for cultivating dark wizards, and every student who graduates from there should have a hideous face and evil intentions.

Heimdall doesn't want to explain this point anymore. The school has failed to do anything successful for so many years. How can he, a mere student, do his best to do such a thankless job?

While chatting, Xiabi showed a bit of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, "Why did I give up my precious fourth-grade courses to participate in this competition? It's also for a purpose. To be honest, I just came here to win the prize."

Shabby's frank confession surprised Heimdall a little. The former touched his soft light-blond hair and said helplessly: "I will be promoted to the fifth grade next year, and all fifth-grade students must take the OWLs exam without exception. Strong is different. Students at Hogwarts do not have multiple choices. The key to success in the future lies in the results of this exam. A good exam will help you find a job in the future. A bad exam means that four years of hard work have been wasted. .My grades are not ideal, and our dean, Ms. Sprout, suggested that I start from other aspects, try to participate in as many international competitions as possible, and then win prizes as much as possible, which is why I came to participate.” , Xiabi said with a wry smile: "Did it disappoint you?"

"Why do you think I will be disappointed?" Heimdall showed an incomprehensible look: "Isn't participating in the competition just to win prizes?"

Xia Bi blinked: "Because the founding purpose of the Sugar Mouse Contest is to learn together and make progress together..."

"That's right." Heimdall agreed very much, "and then win the prize by the way."

Xiabi frowned, "Is that how you see it? I thought..."

What do you think? The 11-year-old boy is crazy?It's okay to run here to play and play, join in the fun and go back after a circle?friendship first, competition later?Shit!This is how he made them feel?Big Young Master International Competition Autumn Parade?

Heimdall thinks it's time for him to be honest: "I came here to learn, I admit this, but I came here with a serious attitude, and I didn't just come here to play in a perfunctory way. It's not for the sake of nothing. I don’t think I can reach the trophy with my strength. I don’t have any competition experience. This is my first time to participate in an international competition. People who have no experience and no ability want to win the championship? Saying it will definitely make you laugh out loud My thoughts are slightly different from yours. It would be better if I can get an award in this competition, but it’s normal if I can’t. I will try my best to prepare for winning awards in the future.”

Xiabi's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "You are sober. It's rare for an 11-year-old boy to think like this. Don't tell me the first graders in Durmstrang are like you?" Thinking of those 11-year-old boys in the same school , either joking or joking around, and wasn’t he the same way when he was 11 years old? !

Heimdall shrugged: "Probably because I was taught by Merlin, and other students at the same level should not be as unlucky as me."

Finding that he didn't want to talk about it, Xiabi didn't pursue it too much, so he changed the subject: "Have you signed up for the individual competition?"

"Reported. Broomstick Speed ​​Race."

"That's the last game."

Heimdall nodded. The order of the competition is not important at all. Anyway, sooner or later, we have to stay here and wait for the closing ceremony together.

"Come, come, show me a short flight, maybe I can give you some pointers." While speaking, Xiabi picked up a broom and excitedly pulled Heimdall out of the tent. "Don't underestimate me, I'm Hufflepuff's alternate Seeker, and I've made some achievements in flying."

Shabby led Heimdall around several tents, and walked behind a shady hill, where there was a small and crude field dedicated to broomsticks. In the center of the field stood a row of tall metal shelves, each with a Ring, which is recognizable at first glance as an imitation of the goal in a Quidditch game.

At this time, it was just after noon, the practice crowd had just dispersed, and there was no one on the field.

Xiabi took out a chronograph dedicated to broomsticks, lifted his chin and said, "Go and watch Feifei, I'll keep time and see your strength. If you can formulate a series of special training methods based on this, maybe you can improve your speed." , allowing you to fly faster."

Heimdall didn't resist, but he didn't do it right away. Instead, he took out something similar to an electronic thermometer from his pocket, and then took out his wand and tapped it every few seconds. A string of different data was reflected from it——

Temperature: 60.8°F

Wind speed: 3.4~5.4 m/s

Heat: +11%

Vacuum: 1%

Air humidity: 55%

weather conditions: good

Flying fitness: good

……

"What is this thing? What does it mean?"

Sharpy's question woke Heimdall up, and he immediately put the instrument back into his pocket.No, no, it has become a habit, and now it is not a comprehensive quality evaluation of broomsticks.Heimdall smirked twice, turned his head and shouted "UP" to the broom on the ground, then grabbed the pole with one hand and jumped up at the moment the broom was raised, turned over neatly in the air and rode on the broom, and then swiped the ground and flew out.

Xiabi stood there in a daze, amazed by his handsome "mounting posture".

Just like any track and field competition, the start-finish-done, the broomstick is riding fast, faster than it is, and in a few seconds, Heimdall's speed is displayed on the timer.

Sharpie stared at the numbers on the timer with a thoughtful look on his face.

"This kid signed up for the speed individual competition?"

The sudden voice rang in his ears, Xiabi looked back, and Adam Klaus appeared on the periphery of the venue at some point.

"Yes." Charpy replied.

"How?" Adam asked directly.

"not bad."

"How does it compare to your savior?"

"You mean Harry Potter?"

Adam said indifferently: "Isn't he the genius Seeker who meets in Gryffindor once in a hundred years? He has excellent flying genetics. Compared with geniuses, this kid is not wronged."

Xiabi leaned over the timer to show him: "The speed is a lot worse, but at his current age, he is pretty good. I guess he can pass the preliminaries smoothly."

Adam didn't look at the timer at all, and looked straight ahead: "What kind of broom were you riding that day?"

Xiabi was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "The light wheel is two thousand."

"Or is it that the British prefer to use household broomsticks to participate in the competition?" Adam finished mocking, and tapped the sky with his chin, "Let that kid come down and change the broomstick to start time again."

Xiabi had no objection, and vigorously raised his hand to summon Heimdall who was still circling in the sky.