HP's Foreign Land

When Gabriel was pulled back to the surface by Heimdall's magic, the other two contestants and their respective rescue targets had already climbed onto the rostrum. Krum slowed down obviously and stayed in the water to wait for her.Gabriel showed a grateful smile to Heimdall, she understood that if it weren't for Strulusson, Krum would not care about her life or death at all.

Gabriel was hesitant about how to open her mouth. She was used to spiritual compliments. It would be okay if the other party was a girl like her, but the problem was that the other party was two males.They saved themselves, and they should be grateful. Thinking of this, the little girl tried to brew her emotions.

"It's freezing, hurry up!" Heimdall complained loudly, blocking back all the words of gratitude that Gabriel was about to blurt out.

Gabriel was stunned for a moment.

"Aren't you cold? Hurry up!" Heimdall muttered and waved his hands forward, and was pulled back by Victor and hugged him in his arms. Master Krum also showed some signs of obsessive-compulsive disorder in some respects.

"Thank you."

A sonorous sound of thanks came, and Victor squinted at Heimdall, who began to pretend to be deaf and dumb again, so he turned his head and nodded to Gabriel, and said lightly: "I will accept it for him, but this Just keep the kindness in your heart, don't think about it too much, or I will be very distressed."

Heimdall was facing forward with a silent smirk and frequent grimaces. Victor glanced at it calmly, and skillfully put his hand hidden in the water into Heimdall's half-opened shirt front... …

Heimdall froze unnaturally, and immediately calmed down.

The master smiled with satisfaction.

The water grass girl who was still stuck in her own thoughts behind her didn't notice this discordant scene.

Gabriel was always a little dazed, as if she hadn't recovered. When they swam to the rostrum, she held the hand of her red-eyed sister with a guilty face, and suddenly lowered her head and her shoulders shook violently. .

"...Those two people are so shamelessly in sync."

Gabriel climbed onto the rostrum, stood in the cold wind and laughed loudly.Fu Rong was puzzled, she wanted to say something to her sister, but now she completely forgot.

Gabriel took the initiative to take the thick bath towel in Fleur's hand, wiped her hair vigorously, then pushed Beauxbaton's students away with the towel on her head, and walked towards the end of the row where Durmstrang gathered.

Beauxbaton's students couldn't help but looked at each other, and followed curiously.

On Durmstrang's side, Heimdall was scratching the wooden bar angrily. He left his school uniform in the water...

"Rig, put this on!" Rian hurriedly put a cloak on Heimdall, and in a blink of an eye, he saw little Delacour standing in front of Heimdall and Victor, behind him Followed by a group of Beauxbatons students.

What are they going to do?The students of the German School immediately imitated them, clustered behind Heimdall and Victor, forming a human wall, staring at the Beauxbatons in front of them.

The method of killing with eyes was a great success. Except for a few girls, the male Beauxbatons all stopped, and Mrs. Maxim who was hanging at the end of the line was also "blocked". The lady's face suddenly turned black heavy.

Karkaroff was asking Victor how he was, endlessly, but when he realized that something was wrong, he immediately stopped talking.

Victor was finally able to get away, picked up the towel hanging around Heimdall's neck, and helped him wipe his hair that was still dripping, all the while keeping his eyes on him and concentrating on it, as if I was very busy.

Heimdall expressed his active cooperation.

Gabriel was delighted to see them both pretending to be busy so as not to avoid her.

Grabbing the bath towel on her head, she threw it to Furong with her backhand, rushed up in two steps in three steps, jumped up and hugged Victor's neck, and kissed him on the cheek.

In fact, the kiss was not serious, but Gabriel deliberately babbled loudly, and everyone couldn't help thinking about it.

Victor was caught off guard and was stunned, and Heimdall, who was sitting in front of him, was also stunned, with an unnatural expression on his face.

Seeing Heimdall's face gradually turning green, Gabriel gave him a bright smile.

The males who witnessed this smile were dizzy immediately, and they saw the blooming spring in the cold winter wind.

Heimdall was tangled up in her laughter, wondering if he was being avenged by kindness, Gabriel squeezed Victor away abruptly, reached out to hold Heimdall's face and pulled it down, pouted, let's go up Going forward, he pressed Heimdall's lips firmly, pecked hard and then let go.

This post is really a small mouth touching a small mouth, not a deceit like the treatment of the master.

Heimdall was dumbfounded, he kissed a girl...

This girl played tricks, deceived others, succeeded in others, stirred up the crowd, and fulfilled her "sinister" intentions.

The master's face turned green, like a vigorously growing lettuce, verdant and verdant.

At this moment, Fu Rong wanted to laugh, especially when she saw her sister's triumphant expression, which was in sharp contrast to Krum's sallow face, the beauty couldn't help but laugh.

After experiencing this reversal, the surrounding atmosphere has undergone a qualitative change, and it has become more joyful. No matter if you are really happy or fake, everyone has a smile on their faces.

Anita stood in Beauxbaton's team, laughing with her classmates. There was a hint of far-fetchedness in her smile. She hadn't spoken a word to Rigg since Christmas. Miss Slivan wanted to make up for the gap, but unfortunately she couldn't find it. Not the right time.

Anita looked at Gabriel enviously and jealously, the smile that was barely maintained at the corner of her lips gradually faded in her loneliness.

***

Dumbledore beckoned, and the four contestants ran through the crowded platform before standing still.

It has been 10 minutes since the end of the second event, and the scores have not been seen for a long time. Not only the contestants, but also the students on the sidelines were puzzled and started talking in low voices.

It is generally believed that three people stepping on the line at the same time caused difficulties for the British Ministry of Magic, and the British Ministry of Magic is indeed hesitant. From the perspective of carrying forward the style and carrying forward the past, Krum is a well-deserved number one. The problem is that the British Ministry of Magic is not reconciled The first throne was easily handed over to others, and the performance of the two Hogwarts contestants in this level was also remarkable, and they were reluctant to turn their elbows outward.

If you really want to worry about it, the moment the water broke, it was magic that rushed out of Durmstrang, not Krum himself.

In short, admitting Krum is the first thing to do, and there are countless reasons for not admitting it, and the British Ministry of Magic has always been entangled.

Dumbledore was listening to the officials chirping, still unable to reach a conclusion. Looking at the four contestants who came next to them, their faces were pale and messy in the bitter wind. At the same time, Snape suddenly leaned over and whispered something in his ear.

Dumbledore froze for a moment, then asked a few more words in a soft voice, quickly finished his muttering with Snape, and then walked forward to talk to those ineffective officials without changing his face.

Everyone was anxiously waiting, only Beauxbaton was in a better state of mind, and the question he was thinking about was also very profound: Can we withdraw?

Harry stood there absent-mindedly, with Cedric on his left and Fleur on his right. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the relaxed atmosphere between him and Cedric seemed to have shrunk a lot after landing.

Harry was very sorry, he felt good about Cedric, and of course he felt better about Cedric's girlfriend, and because of that, he felt even more guilty after being caught off guard underwater. Intensify.

The moment he landed, he couldn't even look Cedric in the eye.

Harry sighed secretly, turned his eyes inadvertently, and glanced past the serene Fleur, and landed on Krum's side.

Wrapped like a ball, Heimdall wiped Krum's face with a towel for a while, and tied his cloak for a while, busy back and forth, Krum served him with a smile on his face, and He bowed his head and whispered to him.

Unexpectedly, Krum, who seemed taciturn, had such an active side, and Harry couldn't help being speechless.

When he saw clearly the blue scales on Heimdall's exposed skin that hadn't completely faded away, he felt mixed emotions in his heart, extremely complicated.

In fact, he had guessed this when he was in the water. Although the skin was covered with a layer of scales, the general appearance would not change. It was just that the situation was urgent and the other party moved as fast as a ghost—maybe He also consciously opened the distance between the two sides, and the water demon never gave him a close-up of his face.

Now that the "stolen goods have been obtained together", the truth is revealed, and Harry has no choice but to remain silent.

He could use this opportunity to make use of the problem, even if he didn't get any benefit from it, at least he could make the other party disgusted, but he didn't. If this matter was put on a certain room chief, maybe the result he imagined would be even more shameless than this.

After all, Harry was an honest kid.

On the other end, Dumbledore announced the results of the second competition on behalf of the British Ministry of Magic.

"No.1, Durmstrang." Dumbledore raised his voice and said, "The Krum warrior not only completed the mission of rescuing the hostages, but also rescued Delacour of Beauxbaton who was also trapped underwater. Miss, there are 42 additional points on top of the score of 5 points. Therefore, after the end of the second event, Victor Krum's total score is 87 points, temporarily ranking first. Congratulations to Durmster Long."

The German school team was overjoyed, and the joyful cheers echoed on the cold and windy lake.

Karkaroff excitedly hugged Carlo who happened to be standing next to him. The little fat man couldn't defend himself, and was kissed three times by the headmaster.

Afterwards, the little fat man looked haggard.

Let go of Karo, Karkaroff still couldn't calm down his high emotions, turned to the other side, looking for the next target to slap his mouth, but when he took a closer look, he was shocked, his puckered lips quickly pursed back, and his outstretched hand Shrunk back like an electric shock.

It turned out to be Professor Katenen.

Karkaroff coughed unnaturally, trying to be dignified, without squinting.

Katenen didn't notice that Karkarov's people were going crazy, he glanced back suspiciously, and then turned his gaze back again.

After the headmaster finished announcing the rankings, the Hogwarts students all lost their ability to speak, turning into frosted eggplants, looking listless.

The Slytherins, who insisted on putting themselves on the opposite side of Gryffindor, were not immune to it. They curled their lips and muttered dissatisfiedly, but they didn't work hard when it was time to cheer.

Beauxbaton clapped his hands gracefully, sending congratulations one by one, even though they have become outsiders here.

Madam Maxim talked to Karkaroff with a smile on her face. Heimdall believed that this lady must have a very strong psychological quality, because no matter how she looked at her smiling face, she was so sincere and so natural.

Furong walked up to the two of them, and Victor immediately grabbed the ball-shaped Rigg with a look of defense, and held him tightly in his arms.

Fu Rong's eyebrows twitched unnaturally, forcing herself to calm down, and then she held out her right hand, "Congratulations, and thank you."

"Sister, I can distract you. I'll go and fix Sturlusson, so you can kiss Krum." Gabriel came up with a bad idea and took the trouble.

Ball Rigg pushed Victor away and stood in front of him, with a green face and fangs.

"How about it, isn't it interesting?" Gabriel pointed at them and laughed loudly.

Fu Rong smiled apologetically at the two, grabbed the laughing younger sister who waved three times at every step, and left by boat.

Both Heimdall and Victor couldn't laugh or cry, were they being teased?

***

In the evening, Victor politely declined Karkaroff's kindness to celebrate for him, and went back to his room to spend time with Heimdall. The world between the two had just cultivated a romantic atmosphere, and was immediately destroyed by a group of animals.

The pod cat scratched the door persistently. The power of the cat's claws was limited after all. Victor was about to pretend to be deaf and dumb. The people outside the door seemed to have figured out his shamelessness a long time ago. In the big hole, the splashed sawdust scattered, and Toffee's claws were abruptly caught in the hole.

Once the claws were retracted, the pod nimbly passed through the hole and leaped into the room.

Then there was another "pong", the door lock clicked and fell to the ground, and the precarious door was pushed open.

Toffee walked into the room calmly with brisk steps, followed by Little Bayan, and even Olar got a foot together, flew in and landed on the railing at the end of the bed.

Seven pairs of eyes were focused, and Heimdall and Victor were surrounded by a group of eager animals. The sofa they were sitting on was facing the open door.

The expressions of the two became brilliant.

After all, Xiaoba is a doll, and the words that the pod cat's ear told him just now were forgotten in an instant, and he rushed over screaming, "Rig! Weiwei!"

Heimdall was stunned, and hastily stretched out his hand, very dangerously catching the spider that suddenly swung over and flew in mid-air.

Little Ba didn't realize it at all, and after landing, he climbed up to Victor and jumped up and down.

Olar also looked eager to try.

The pods were annoyed that they were spineless, and thought that the bones of the toffee were hard, as expected of a Chimera... Before the pods were finished, the toffee flicked its tail and sat down in front of Heimdall, obediently ranking in Olar Ask for a touch from behind.

Immediately, Doudou lost his temper, pouted his buttocks, and went to the deserted fireplace without looking back.

"Dou Pod, what are you doing, come here!"

Pod froze, turned around, and saw Heimdall, who was holding Olar, smiling at himself.

...he let me pass.

The elated pod cat happily found a reason for himself, abandoned the fireplace, and ran over like a merry-go-round.

***

Early the next morning, Heimdall received a [-]-centimeter long postal package. When Victor saw the proud owl, his heart skipped a beat for no reason. Then, he heard Heimdall's elated voice: "It's from Dad! A birthday present."

Rigg's birthday was March 3, Victor of course remembered, and sadly a certain father didn't either.

Victor picked up the card that came with the package, and it said "Happy Birthday" inside. Below it was a row of dates and a string of abbreviated characters. Eyebrow.

"Open the present and have a look," Victor said.

Heimdall was already doing that, without her boyfriend's advice.

As soon as the package was opened, Victor's face collapsed. What kind of father would choose roses as his son's birthday present, and send them so blatantly!

Unscrupulous fathers, dangerous elements, stay away from them.

Heimdall looked at the big box of roses happily, and hesitated for a while, "It seems to have been tied into a shape..."

Victor didn't look carefully at first, but after hearing what Heimdall said, he paid close attention, but the more he looked at it, the weirder his face became.

This beautiful shape, the size of the flower bud, the layer upon layer of petals, the black-purple color, and this faint yet captivating fragrance...

Why is it so like the blood roses grown in my house? !Show courteousness with my flowers? !Are you disgusting me on purpose? !Master Krum is not calm anymore.