HP's Foreign Land

"Breaking the news" made him extremely refreshed, and after unilaterally finalizing the agreement to support tomorrow, he left contentedly.

Heimdall stared intently at his jumping back gradually going away, thinking in his heart that he should be given that one, the Oblivion Curse is a very good choice.

After leaving the Quidditch field, the group followed Heimdall towards his temporary residence.

Heimdall still couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked, "How do you know I'm here to participate in the competition?"

Bernick said: "Do you think that Karkaroff is not the principal after leaving the school? Although he can't be said to know everything about it, he is still clear about the major events that should be known. Students in school must be approved by the principal to participate in international competitions." Yes, if the headmaster doesn't sign the passing document, no matter how powerful the Sugar Mouse Organizing Committee is, it can't help it."

Heimdall scratched his cheek, looked at the faces of the senior brothers in turn, and then said cautiously: "You really lost three games in a row?"

Duncan stopped suddenly, and stared at Bernick with unkind eyes: "What did you say?"

Bernick replied in a tone that couldn't stand you, "From now until now, have I had a chance to talk?" After that, he muttered unwillingly: "Although I really want to talk."

"Who is that?" Duncan narrowed his eyes, and turned to Edmund fiercely.The latter hurriedly shut up and shook his hands, as if hastily dismissing the relationship.

Victor suddenly said frankly at this time: "I said."

A certain Frenchman twitched his brows and said discouragedly: "I said, Mr. Krum, there are more than ten million topics in the world. Why are you talking about it when you have nothing to do?!"

"I'm just telling the truth," Mr. Krum pointed out calmly.

"Telling the truth is not always a manifestation of virtue!"

Victor raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.

Did he ask the wrong question?Why is the atmosphere suddenly a little weird?Heimdall looked left and right anxiously, a little uncertain.Bernick patted him on the shoulder, telling him silently that things were not as bad as he thought.

"Want to know how we lost?" Bernick snorted.

Heimdall wanted to answer "yes", but Duncan's expression prevented him from saying more.

Bernick ignored the sudden warning gaze, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth: "It's for our Mr. Duncan Orville!"

Duncan turned his face the other way, refusing to listen.

Bernick ignored his self-deceiving boredom, and continued: "The last three games are against a magic school in Slovenia, and it is a girls' school. Then, our Mr. Orville suggested that everyone should come up with what men should have. Don’t haggle over every detail with women, we should be sympathetic to women, we should be courteous gentlemen, and we should be considerate to women.”

Heimdall still didn't understand, and asked in bewilderment, "What does pity and pity have to do with losing the game?"

"Good question!" Bernik gave him a thumbs up, and then said with emotion: "In these three games, except for Victor, none of the other main players played, and all the players who played were substitute players."

Is Durmstrang's backup bad?Regarding this point, Heimdall disagrees. He has eyes. He has seen the school team substitutes play practice games, and they have also won honors and awards for the school. It is not that nothing is achieved.

Duncan suddenly said, "That's not the point!"

"Yes, that's really not the point." The strange thing is that Bernick actually nodded in agreement, he patted his fearful cousin on the shoulder, and sighed, "The point is that Duncan just wants to date the other side's Quidditch captain, and our Seeker was too considerate of his friends, and actually let the opponent get the Snitch first under his nose in three consecutive games. His fans almost got excited and made a fuss. The three defeats discredited Victor in Slovenia, and he suffered a lot of infamy."

Victor smiled, showing indifference to his cousin's teasing words, and didn't say a word to defend himself.

There is no doubt that he chose the wrong topic.Heimdall hesitated, "The date..."

I saw Duncan's complexion changed.

Heimdall's heart skipped a beat, it's too bad, it's crow mouthed again.

Bernick laughed loudly, and pointed at Duncan with his index finger shaking: "You ask him."

Duncan Orville curled his lips and said reluctantly, "That woman looks better on the field."

Heimdall didn't know whether to sympathize with him or the Quidditch captain of the girls' school. He was thinking wildly, and the blue and red tent was close in front of him. He quickly pointed to the tent and changed the subject: "This is where I live now. .”

As soon as the words were finished, Hina rushed out from the inside, and when she saw the four strangers following Heimdall, her footsteps stopped abruptly, her two huge eyes were rounded, and she froze on the spot as if frightened.

"Xina?" Heimdall tentatively called out to it.

The house-elf suddenly disappeared, Heimdall couldn't figure it out, but the brothers behind him didn't take it too seriously, they just easily dismissed each other's horrible looks, scaring away the house-elf.

Heimdall lifted the curtain and entered the tent in great perplexity. Adam and Shabby looked back at the same time, and they were obviously surprised when they saw him, and soon, the surprise turned into silent thoughtfulness.

Xiabi stared at the four unexpected guests with wide eyes. After a brief silence, Adam walked towards Heimdall with his expression unchanged, and Xiabi followed behind.Adam was not in a hurry to introduce himself, but said directly to Heimdarwin, "Why is it so early today?"

Heimdall shrugged, "Today is a cutscene, and the game is postponed until nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Adam nodded, without making any comments, but said: "The champion of the design competition has been selected, and the team competition will start the day after tomorrow."

Heimdall nodded. He didn't want to say anything more at first, but finally added: "I will do my best, and I hope that I won't become a drag on you by then."

Adam pursed his lips and raised his hand to stroke his hair.

Bernick and Duncan exchanged a silent look; Edmund stared at the hand for a moment, then looked away; He squinted his eyes when he touched his hands in his hair, but he didn't say a word.

Hufflepuff decided to calm down the increasingly weird atmosphere, "Hi, I'm Sharpie." He smiled and raised his right hand.

The four of Durmstrang accepted his friendliness and greeted them with friendly smiles.

After Shabby shook hands with Victor, Adam suddenly interjected, "Are you that Victor Krum?"

Shabby glanced at him: "How many Victor Krums are there in this world?" After speaking, he turned his eyes and said eagerly: "Mr. Krum, can you sign for me? Our college There are many supporters of yours, if you can, can you sign a few more?"

Adam, who hadn't introduced himself all this time, stretched out his hand in front of Victor suddenly: "Adam Krauss, I've known you for a long time."

Victor glanced at him, held out his hand, and said, "It's an honor." The two hands touched quickly, and then parted quickly.

Adam was about to say something more when a house elf suddenly appeared and reminded him that the raw material research contest was about to begin.This is an event that Adam paid special attention to in this Sugar Mouse Contest. The research of raw materials and the manufacture of broomsticks are inextricably linked. Without raw materials, there would be no manufacture of broomsticks. project, these two projects are complementary and indispensable.

Before Adam left, Heimdall told him that he was going to move to live in the tents of his brothers. After hearing this, Adam glanced at him quickly, with a trace of sharp inquiry in his eyes, but Heimdall ignored him. Adam finally said nothing, and nodded Just rushed out.Shabby sent an apologetic smile, repeatedly asked them to do their own thing, and then hurried away following the footsteps of his friends.

Heimdall let out a long sigh of relief. He didn't know when he would feel pressured and sometimes even uneasy when facing Adam Krauss.

"Mr. Claus doesn't seem very friendly." Edmund casually picked up a broom placed by the wall and looked at it, commenting like this.

"If this Klaus is the Klaus I know," Duncan said, looking up at the furnishings in the tent, passing the magnificent decorations and finely carved furniture one by one. Raised his eyebrows: "Then his character is beyond reproach, the inheritance of the Claus family."

"You know him?" Bernick said.

"I don't know." Duncan shook his head. "But I know their family, which is well known in French society."

Bernick frowned suspiciously at first, then nodded repeatedly as if trying to understand something.

"Rig," cried Edmund suddenly, "is this tea for us?"

Heimdall, who was about to go upstairs to pack his things, ran back and saw five servings of tea on the table in the living room. At this time, Hina appeared by the dining table holding a tray, and put the cake on it quickly. dim sum or something.

"Please use." It stepped aside respectfully.

Edmund sat down unceremoniously, picked up a piece of cake, and stuffed it into his mouth. While gobbling it up, his face was full of stuff: "It's great, I can finally eat normal food..." As if it wasn't enough, he simply cut his bow left and right , It's a joy to eat one bite at a time.

Heimdall was dumbfounded.

Afterwards, the other three also quickly leaned over to eat. Duncan specializes in cookies, Bernick likes fruit pies, and Victor pours tea cup after cup.

Heimdall opened his eyes wide without saying a word, drank the tea in the cup one after another, patiently waited for them to finish eating, and then expressed his doubts: "Doesn't Slovenia provide food? "

"No," Bernick said vaguely with a mouth full of fruit pies, "The main thing is that the taste of the Slovenian witches is terrible, um... no, I can't say it, just thinking about it makes my stomach cramp, it's too terrible Already!" Fear flashed across his face, he quickly put aside these things, and started to eat again.

Heimdall stared for a moment longer, then called the elf and told it to bring everything it could get from the kitchen.