HP's Foreign Land

Dear students,

On behalf of all the first-year students of Durmstrang College, I would like to write to you and send you my blessings. I hope you can go a long way in the next one and a half months of competition—come and see us in the finals!

Don't be too moved, it should be.

By the way, do you remember Rost?It was Rost who dozed off in the first astronomy class, and then almost fell off the handrail next to him and broke his neck.remember him?I don't think you should forget.His father is quite well-connected in buying tickets. According to the usual practice, the biggest discount that can be enjoyed for the final tickets of the Sugar Mouse Grand Prix is ​​[-]% off, but Mr. Roster can get it at [-]% off, and this is only for adults. Ticket prices, it is said that minors can enjoy more discounts on this basis...

So we each ordered one.

Really don't need to be too moved, this is what it should be.

A few days ago, the discussions among the professors of various subjects came down, oh, yes, I forgot to tell you why they discussed it.It's about your learning progress.One and a half months may not be long or short, and you will not be able to pass the stage tests of each subject. Calculate the time and wait for you to go back to school just in time for the final exam.The professors have decided to waive all your homework and directly give the exam scope in the textbook, and those books have been mailed with the letter... Don't get excited when you see this, there is no free lunch in the world, any change It all comes with a price.During the final exam, the professors will give you another set of completely different exam questions, that is, different from our exam content, and they will greet you personally to conduct a special face-to-face one-on-one test.

Are you moved? !my friend!Don't get too emotional, it should be.

Finally, I would like to ask, how sure do you think you are to enter the finals? If you are not sure, please let us know as soon as possible, at least before the refund deadline.

Best wishes to all first graders.

good luck,

Carlo Jones (that fat guy from "My Sister Said")

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"It's started! It's started!" screamed a house-elf running into the tent, looking ecstatic: "Master Adam! It's started!"

What started?Heimdall was puzzled.When he returned to the tent just now, Adam ordered it to stand at the door and watch the wind, but he still didn't know what it was going to watch.

Adam reacted quickly. He dropped the schedule in his hand and said to the excited house-elf, "Go and call Sharpie down!"

The elf was ordered to leave.

"Go out and have a look." Adam said as he rushed out first, changing his usual old-fashioned demeanor in a hurry, with the impulsiveness and joy of a teenager showing on his face.After a while, Xiabi also hurried down and ran outside without saying a word.

Heimdall followed out inexplicably, but nothing happened, and the crowd outside was still as dark as before entering the tent.Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze, making people feel suffocated for a moment, as if everyone held their breath in unison, and even the sound of the grass swaying in the wind was as loud as thunder.

"Look!" Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed, following the fingers pointing to the sky, people looked intently, and there were two black spots slowly moving towards here in the distant horizon.People stared, waited, and got excited with wide-eyed eyes, until the two black dots gradually became bigger and clearer in their field of vision, showing their fierce and slightly hideous outlines as if they were peeling off cocoons from dots. ——

Afterwards, the crowd erupted.

Flying along the trajectory of the sun are two Norwegian Ridgebacks wearing ice-blue scales, flapping their wings and moving forward majestic and ferocious. Flying over people's heads, they circled slowly under the command of a professional dragon trainer in full armor.

Adam looked at the sky and said thoughtfully: "It seems that the opening guests of this year are these two big guys."

Before Heimdall recovered from the shock brought by the Ridgeback, he heard him talking to himself, and the puzzlement and curiosity in his heart started to move again: "What's going on? Why are there dragons?"

"Because today is the opening day. Sugar Mouse has never held the so-called opening ceremony. The tickets for the first day should lack selling points. In fact, on the contrary, many spectators came for this. The hype-like opening gimmicks of many competitions are much more interesting, just wait."

As soon as Adam finished speaking, the two flying dragons suddenly shook their wings at the same time and swooped down on a row of small hills to the west. Amid the exclamation of the audience, two orange flames spewed out from the big dragon's kiss.

The exciting moment came later, the sky seemed to be burning, and the scorched curls were cracked from top to bottom, just like the draped curtain of the stage was ignited and shattered into pieces of powder that drifted in the air and disappeared with the wind.

Heimdall suddenly realized at this time, and the doubts he had before disappeared.This pasture is said to be a competition field, and the tents alone fill it up to the brim.He once walked from east to west and then from south to north, and it took him a whole morning. In all fairness, it is really big, but it is far from enough for the arena.The field needed for the broomstick speed competition alone can fill this grass field. Is it possible that after the official start of the competition, it will come and go on top of the heads of all the players and spectators?

The fact is not what he thought, the official arena has been waiting beside him, but they can't see it.

The curtain of the sky was opened, and the green hills that blocked the view on weekdays collapsed and disappeared in the flames. What appeared before people's eyes was not the scorched and withered wilderness, but the official arena of the Sugar Mouse International Juvenile Wizard Grand Prix .

Along with the colorful arena that looks like an amusement park, there is an exciting announcement: [I announce that the 52nd Sugar Mouse Grand Prix has officially started! 】People cheered like thunder, laughed and screamed and flocked away.

Heimdall in the crowd was infected by the surrounding atmosphere, and yelled together like a madman, and when he was tired, he lay down on the lawn to take a rest.Almost everyone was laughing, shouting, and cheering. At this moment, people's hearts seemed to be all connected together, without barriers, suspicions, complaints, or hatred.Language is no longer a barrier, and communication is no longer hindered by geography. Everyone is equal and the same person.

I love magic.Heimdall thought so while looking up at the blue sky.

[Attention all contestants,] At this time, a melodious mezzo-soprano sounded over the arena: [Please keep the number plates distributed to everyone with the specific schedule carefully. It is an important certificate for you to participate in this competition , you need to show this number plate before every game, if you can, please carry it with you as much as possible...] Heimdall turned over and sat up quickly, and took out the number plate he got before from his pocket.It is not appropriate to say that it is a number plate. This is something similar to a playing card, but the pattern drawn on it is not the pattern of a playing card.It is a colorful picture, the color looks very old, and the composition is also old and strange: a jeweled man is sitting on a small stool, with his arms folded, and his expression is very contented.The high table behind him was covered with a gorgeous blue tablecloth, and nine cups were arranged neatly on it, against a bright lemon yellow background.At the top of the card was a string of incomprehensible fancy characters. After Heimdall asked Adam, he learned that this was Latin, meaning [Nine of Cups]. (Note: This is one of the Minor Arcana cards in the Tarot. I believe those who have played Tarot or know the Tarot should know it well)

The voice resounding through the sky continued to broadcast important information: [Please pay attention to the contestants participating in the individual competition, the broomstick design competition will be held next, please gather at the gate of the competition field...] Kneel Adam, who was sitting on the grass, heard that he stood up. Heimdall knew that he was going to watch the game live. The three of them discussed the game items after getting the specific schedule.The first single individual competition on the opening day will have a profound impact on the team competition. According to the competition setting of this year's competition, the top design scheme of the broomstick design competition is the content of this team competition.That is to say, the broomstick designed by No.1 in the design competition will be completely reborn by the contestants participating in the team competition from imaginary to real.

The results of the design competition will serve as an indicator for the team competition.The reason why Adam was eager to find out is also because of this. The proposition of the broomstick design competition has not been announced for a long time. Even the contestants who participated in the design competition have no idea. There is nothing, it is certain to be uneasy, and all the unknowns will be revealed in the subsequent games.

[Players participating in the broomstick speed competition, please pay attention, the first preliminaries will be held in the Quidditch field in the competition area in half an hour, please prepare for the competition. 】Heimdall straightened up quickly, his eyes widened: "It's my turn."

Xiabi burst out laughing, and patted his obviously stiff shoulder: "Calm down, this is the first preliminaries, and there is still a month and a half of the schedule waiting for you."

Heimdall twitched his eyebrows: "It's okay if you don't say it, but I'm even more nervous when I say it." It's strange, the trachea seems to be thinner, why do you suddenly find it difficult to breathe?

"Miss, what you want." Hina came out in time to deliver various Quidditch equipment.

Not caring about its "honorary title" that can never be changed, Heimdall quickly took the equipment and put them on his body one by one, including elbow pads, knee pads, competition shoes, a pair of shoulder pads, and the last hat and goggles.Almost finished dressing, Heimdall held the hat and did not move for a long time. He looked at Hina hesitantly: "Is it a little overwrapped?" He was just going to fly, not a Quidditch match, and, this The outfit is too exaggerated, the goalkeeper only wears it in the last game.

"Safety is more important!" Hina insisted.

That is to say, it thinks it is very likely that he will fall from the sky? !

Heimdall was speechless for a long time, and finally put on the goggles and that ugly hard leather hat very passively.

"You will definitely pass the preliminary round, you have to believe in yourself!" Xiabi encouraged Heimdall with a serious expression.

Heimdall mechanically twitched the corner of his mouth: "The key is that the referee must trust me."

Sharpie was amused again by his gut-wrenching look.

Seeing this, Adam couldn't help grinning: "Honey, then trust me, you will succeed."

Heimdall retorted without thinking: "Are you Merlin or God?"

Immediately, the high-octave voice of a certain house-elf lit up again: "Miss! How can you talk like that?! Mr. Claus cares about you. As a fiancé, he has the right to love you and love you. You should treat This is the appropriate answer."

Heimdall made a grimace to himself, and murmured in a low voice, "What should I do? Wink my eyes? Then hold the Quidditch suit and pretend to curtsy to him?" Taking a deep breath, just thinking about it Make him sick.

"It doesn't need to be so complicated." Adam smiled and leaned over.

A light kiss fell on the right cheek, and Heimdall's eyes widened.

The elf fell silent suddenly.

The instigator smiled, unaware of the outrageousness of his actions, telling Heimdall: "Sometimes words don't solve everything, and targeted actions are necessary and often more effective."

[Competitors participating in the broomstick speed competition, please pay attention, the first round of preliminary competition will be held in 10 minutes, those who have not yet assembled, please hurry up...] Heimdall suddenly said without changing his face: "I'm leaving."

Adam narrowed his eyes, a touch of emotion slipped through his pupils, and disappeared before Heimdall could discern it.

"Go, have a good comparison, we are waiting for your good news."

Under the gaze of the three pairs of eyes, Heimdall turned and ran towards the assembly point.