HP's Foreign Land

In the middle of 2007, the International Quidditch Federation held a press conference, facing media reporters loudly announcing that the country that had won the right to host the final stage of the next Quidditch European Cup - Iceland, and the UK, which had been highly vocal before, would be the final Unexpectedly, Liechtenstein ranked third in the number of votes. Liechtenstein, who was purely making up for his presence, stepped on the gas pedal in the final sprint and knocked over the Great Britain Chariot. Iceland, which won by a narrow margin, almost fell victim to Liechtenstein's drag racing.

Liechtenstein was only one step away from the dark horse. As soon as the results of the votes were announced, all the representatives from various countries participating in the voting ceremony were in an uproar.

For the first time, the Ministers of Magic of the United Kingdom and Iceland sat together, whispering to the back of the heads of the cunning and cunning Ministers of Magic of various countries, and there was no shortage of condemnation and contempt in their words.

In addition to the campaign teams of various countries, the image ambassadors of the Quidditch national teams of various countries attended the vote-calling ceremony. Since the British Minister of Magic opened the image ambassador's brain hole, this fashionable endorsement swept across Europa in an instant, attracting European countries to follow suit, and then It quickly spread from Europe to the world.

If the current Quidditch national team does not have an image ambassador to decorate the appearance, the president of the Quidditch League branch in the country would be embarrassed to go out.

After the votes were counted, the British and Icelandic campaign teams got together, and the ambassadors of the national teams of the two countries would naturally be like a family... Anyway, they are a family.The cameras of the reporters faithfully recorded the intimate interaction between the two off the court, and the fans who bought newspapers the next day burst into tears watching the beautiful pictures.

The official benefits are distributed again, Emma is so happy, I lick lick...

All members of the Icelandic campaign team came to the stage to release their emotions and convey the difficulty of the campaign. They will remember today's victory, and it is also a victory for the Nordic Quidditch world.Iceland will unite the Nordic countries and strive to host the next European Cup, so that European people can feel the enthusiasm of the Nordic wizards.

A vice-chairman of the International Quidditch League, who was in charge of this task, walked up to the high platform after the Icelandic team returned to their seats. Iceland’s sincerity and other official narrations. After all this, everyone thought it was over. Unexpectedly, the vice chairman fired vigorously at a certain direction in the audience and smiled slightly: "Her Majesty, please wait a moment, please allow me to cooperate with you." Zhang Ying, my colleagues are all envious, this is also the top priority I have been looking forward to since I entered the office in the morning."

The delegates laughed out loud, and the whole venue was filled with joy. The reporters quickly turned their cameras and snapped the shutter on the image ambassador of the Icelandic national team on the seat.

Heimdall and the friends around him looked at each other in blank dismay. The vice chairman really worked hard for the exposure of the alliance.

——Excerpt from "The Endless Quidditch"

one,

Rommel is a person who upholds the wizarding tradition and believes that it should be maintained forever. If possible, he would rather go to Mexico alone, mix with a group of Muggle tourists and listen to specious explanations—assuming it is necessary—to see the incredible ancient Indian Civilization will not go to North America, where there are many people, cars, buildings and buildings, bustling and noisy, Chairman Sturluson's fragile heart can't hold it.

Fortunately, the trip to the United States was not too challenging for him, except for the necessary walk from the place of manifestation to the building where the sugar mouse contest was held, which made Rommel slightly uncomfortable.He didn't show his discomfort too obviously, just like he didn't like Snow showing off the "Don't Touch Me" in front of him all day long, but he didn't deliberately disturb other people's interest and let others know his discomfort. Hi, no, he just doesn't express his opinion. Generally speaking, people who are familiar with Rommel will know what Rommel means once they face such a result.

Snow didn't mention that car much later—thank God, so Rommel didn't object to frequent dinners with his brother and tolerating his female companions, because Snow rarely wasted his time and was willing to respect his preferences. evil.

The problem is that not everyone has lit up this skill. The precious grandson of the old boy Lacarlini is like a big killer to Rommel. The little wizard sat face to face at a round table. On the table were high-calorie desserts and tea sets for children, as well as some magazines to pass the time.

In order to avoid the possibility of having a dialogue with this child, Rommel quickly judged the time when Heimdall came out of the room, then quickly picked up a magazine, flipped it open and stood it up, pretending to be in it, implying that at this moment he No distractions at all.

But this trick doesn't work for Riccardo, and the kid Luca only tries to understand the hint when he wants to understand it.

"Don't you drink tea?" Luka took a bite of his chocolate beard.

Rommel's slightly indifferent voice came from behind the magazine, "Thank you, wait a minute."

"Oh." Luka gnawed a few more mouthfuls, and couldn't help but say again, "My name is Riccardo."

"I remember you." Rommel turned a page of the magazine, scoffing at the overly optimistic conclusions drawn from the global promotion of an international indicator.

"You can call me Luka." Kid Luka emphasized.

Rommel was finally willing to lower the magazine, and looked at the little boy opposite, "I remember you, your father is Renato Napoli La Carlini, your grandfather is Lombard La Carlini, We've met before."

"I don't remember you." Luka said not to be too honest.

"..." Rommel understood that Lombard's grandson was talking to him because he wanted him to introduce himself.

"I'm Rommel Sturluson, Mionier's grandfather, do you need me to explain in more detail?" Most people would definitely shake their heads when they heard this. Grandpa Long's expression is really not friendly, it is definitely ironic !

Luka once again showed his innocence, "You are Xiaomi's grandfather, Xianxian's father, the 'old and immortal' in the grandfather's mouth!"

"..." It's been a long time since Rommel has seen such an honest child. "Immortality" is simply shocking.

The mantra of the old La Carlini is temporarily put aside for the time being. Rommel will not get along with a child if he has no taste. .

"Immortals?" Rommel found another entry point where conflicts would not easily arise.

"You have a very good son!" Luka's eyes lit up when he mentioned idols, and his tone seemed to be that Rommel was the chicken and dog in "One Man Gets the Way and the Chicken Dog Ascends to Heaven"...

"Thank you," Rommel was inexplicably unwilling to thank him, "My son is fine, I know."

"No, you don't know!"

Papa Long raised an eyebrow.

Luka said again, "Only fans can understand Xianxian!"

Immortal... Puff~ What should Dad Long do if he wants to laugh and get swollen?

"You like immortals very much?" Rommel stopped putting on airs and took a sip from his teacup.

"Of course I like it, Xianxian is omnipotent, Xianxian's Queen of Eternal Tribulation is great, but Xiaomi doesn't like me mentioning Xianxian, and insists on calling me Uncle Lige. He is so old-fashioned at a young age, what will happen in the future!" Kaldor sighed.

"You don't have to worry about that. This is Xianxian's family business. Xianxian is omnipotent."

Riccardo nodded, as if he had resolved a major concern, "Xiaomi is actually very nice to me. When I came here, I saw a little beauty who spoke French, and Xiaomi immediately found her room number for me..."

Rommel didn't change his face, and Grandpa Long's superficial skills were so perfect that he didn't explain it.

"How's it going?" Rommel asked.

Luka made a shrug, probably making no progress.

Rommel raised his glass and expressed his regret at the right time.

"Xiaomi is very mysterious today. He and Claire went out, but he left me here, although it is partly because of the little beauty." Riccardo guessed at this time that he was excluded for no reason. "I checked with people in the lobby, and they seemed to be waiting for someone before they left, and they did."

Riccardo looked at Rommel with twinkling eyes.

The latter couldn't help but look at him with admiration. After making such a big circle, did he feel wronged so he came to complain?

"It's useless to tell me about this kind of thing," Grandpa Long said bluntly. "Even if you told me that my grandson went out with a strange girl alone, I wouldn't be furious, let alone with a girl from the Malfoy family."

"It's useless to tell you why?" Riccardo stuck, isn't he an adult?Isn't it natural to sue an adult?

"Maybe from another angle, someone sued your grandfather today, will your grandfather teach you a lesson?" Rommel slowly swallowed the nut snack that Riccardo specially saved for the last.

The children who fell into deep thought didn't know it.

If this happened to Luka, the old La Carlini would probably directly give a wallet full of gold Galleons—to facilitate his grandson going out, no, he would directly call a house elf, and he would provide one-stop service for food and drink, without worry Save effort.

Riccardo found himself unable to refute.

He buried his head in eating and drinking again, Emma, ​​he finally opened up a brain hole but missed the right place, he needs to make up for it, this kind of thing is rare for Riccardo, so it consumes a lot of money.

Why are there so few snacks?

"You can file a complaint with someone else, it's definitely more effective than telling me." Rommel's kind reminder interrupted Riccardo's deep thinking about where the dim sum should go again.

"Who?"

Rommel looked back at the person who came, and raised a smile, "Xian Xian!"

Heimdall: "..."

Dad, don't make trouble!

two,

"Fanny, look at that!" Claire seemed restless for a moment when he was overcharged, "Fanny, look at that!" After finishing speaking, she didn't give the other party time to answer, and pulled the person forward, wearing a knee-length dress. Ni was staggered by being pulled, and looked back at Mionier, who had been showing off her demeanor and didn't expose Claire's ulterior motives.

The latter met her eyes and blinked quickly. Fanny lowered her head slightly, and waited for the smile on her face to calm down before raising her head again to respond to Claire's twittering.

Mionier thought he was so handsome, intoxicated at a 45-degree angle, if he was not afraid of losing the two girls - Claire would not be polite to him, he might open a bottle of ginger ale to celebrate his solid first step today step!

In the following time, Mionir escorted the two girls through the bustling Wizard Street in America in a very gentlemanly manner. complain.

When Claire found that Fanny's eyes were more and more on Xiaomi, it was too late to realize that she had done something stupid. Claire's performance today can be described as very bad-she said in frustration that it might be the lowest in history, her bossy , her restlessness, her righteousness, Fanny almost fell due to sudden lane changes several times on the way, but she turned a blind eye and went her own way. Her stupid behavior made Mionier shine bright and bright, highlighting his broad-mindedness. His open mind, his taciturnity, and his meticulous and silent care, you must know that these have a fatal attraction to little girls, yes, yes, a sense of maturity.

Claire stopped immediately and turned to Frances, who was always gentle. "I'm sorry, I forgot that today is the pen pal you agreed to meet with Xiaomi. I'm so smug." She looked weak, and then pointed to the cold drink shop on the side of the road. "Let's go to that store and sit for a while, and then we will sit separately."

"Don't talk about yourself that way." Fanny held Claire's hand, and immediately said, "Okay then, listen to you, I'm just getting hungry."

Claire pursed her mouth, Fanny, you are so cute. In a blink of an eye, she met Mionier's secretly provocative gaze, and her emotions almost exploded. It was all because of her extremely reliable self-control that she didn't punch that hateful face.

The three walked into the cold drink shop.

At Claire's insistence, Mionnier and Fanny chose the couple seat by the window, and Claire walked listlessly to the single seat in the corner and sat down, then absent-mindedly ordered a cup of black coffee.The shopkeeper expressed hesitation. Regardless of Claire's young age, his stern-faced posture was full of Malfoy-style superciliousness. Anyway, he was very capable of bluffing people, so the shopkeeper left in a sly manner.

After sitting for a while, she couldn't help but look back at the window, only to find that there were two more people opposite Mionier and Fanny in the couple's seat.Claire narrowed her eyes and took a closer look. One of them was no stranger to her. Mr. Doha, the local tycoon who gave her and Riccardo's pet egg, was sitting next to a wizard wearing a cloak whose face could not be seen clearly.

Claire couldn't help taking out the pet egg from her bosom, it hadn't hatched for so long... Claire raised the egg in her hand to the window, as if it could absorb strength, and felt that she was so stupid for doing so, she took it away Good egg, turned around and happened to meet the shopkeeper's eyes, and was startled.

"Ah!" Claire screamed.

The shopkeeper put the coffee cup on her table expressionlessly, and asked in a low voice, "Did you find something?"

"What?" Claire was puzzled.

"Are you tracking something? Is it something ordinary people can't see? Like Vivien the Blood Hammer, Pinocchio Steam?"

Clare was puzzled by the innkeeper's cheerfulness, and she could not understand a word of what the innkeeper said.

"No..." The shopkeeper left disappointed, as hurried as when he came.

Bloodhammer Vivienne and Steamy Pinocchio are movie characters that have been popular in Citigroup recently. American wizards are always at the forefront of the times. They not only opened their own wizard TV station, but also made a key breakthrough in learning and researching Muggle technology last year. Filming made The Witcher movie.When movies and TVs first appeared in people's lives, people were vague about their authenticity because of the lifelike images portrayed in TV movies, and they often brought characters from film and television works into life. The shopkeeper is currently in this position stage.

Inexplicably, Claire raised the cup and took a sip. As soon as she tasted the bitter taste, she quickly covered her mouth and stared at the dark liquid in the cup. What's going on? Who ordered it? !

Claire finally woke up.

The atmosphere in the lovers’ seat by the window was a bit weird, and this weirdness came from Mionier’s intuition. Fanny always behaved gracefully.

After Mr. Doha and his friend sat down, they didn’t say a word. Doha was smoking a pipe with a smile on his face—maybe he didn’t light it for fear of facing minors; Doha’s friend didn’t even show his face, which was covered by a large cape .

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Mionier always feels that his friend in Doha, who can't see his face, is actually staring at him, and his attitude seems not very friendly.

Why?Has he offended the other party?God knows, he doesn't even know if the other party is a man or a woman...

"Are you here for a tour?" Mionier bravely faced the difficulties, trying to break the silence.

"Come find someone." Doha took down his pipe.

"Is it going well?" Mionier couldn't continue.

"is acceptable."

This conversation cannot continue!Mionnier didn't speak at all, and saw that Fanny's cup was half-empty in a blink of an eye, so he graciously picked up the teapot and filled it up for him. Fanny raised her eyes to express her thanks, and the two looked at each other with a smile. At that moment, everything was lingering in the unspeakable beauty. period.

"Humph!"

The two children froze for a moment, and the hazy atmosphere disappeared.

Mionier looked hesitantly at his little friend in Doha, guessing if he heard it wrong just now.

Doha suddenly chuckled, and then covered his mouth with his fists. He couldn't stop the smile on his face, and his body trembled from laughing.

Mionier and Fanny looked at each other, what's going on?

"Ah!" Doha suddenly yelled, and then repeatedly begged for mercy from the people around him, "It's my fault, it's my fault, I was wrong!"

Mionier and Fanny didn't know what to say, they could only stare blankly.

"Today, cough, today is not the right time to meet, I will talk to you next time, and I will find you." Doha stopped talking nonsense, grabbed the people around him and rushed out the door, as if there was a vicious dog chasing after him, and in a blink of an eye The store disappeared.

Claire walked quickly, "That's Mr. Doha, right? He's visiting the United States?"

"Probably so." Mionier looked blank.

"I still have questions to ask him!" Claire said disappointedly.

"He said he would come to me again and call you." Mionir comforted her.

"They ordered something." Fanny said suddenly.

Before the words were finished, all kinds of cold drinks occupied the entire table, and the three friends were dumbfounded.

"Mr. Doha ordered all of them?" Claire consciously sat across from the two and looked at the various ice creams in front of him.

"I'll pay the bill now." Mionir sighed, and naturally he wouldn't let the girl pay for him.

Claire pulled a multi-flavored banana split in front of her, and picked out an ice cream mixed with fruitcake for Fanny—we can only help here.

The large glass window along the street was knocked, and the three little friends who were hardworking looked at it at the same time.

Victor waved to them from the window.

Mionier called out with unprecedented eagerness, "Daddy!"

Ancestor Sturluson, Jin Gallon is here!