HP's Foreign Land

Heimdall broke the chili salamander biscuits into small pieces and fed them to the pod cat standing on his shoulder. He walked through the corridor, stopped on the steps, turned his head, and a few people hurried past or paced behind him. Walk away slowly.

Heimdall watched in silence for a while.

The pod cat waited for the next biscuit for a long time, but saw that he had stuffed it into his mouth, so he couldn't help but slapped it out, and the pad of meat hit Heimdall's little cheek, pushing out a dimple on his cheek.

Heimdall turned his face abruptly, opened his mouth to bite its claws, the back of the pod was arched, and quickly drew back its claws, [It's so disgusting! ] With a look of disgust, he desperately wiped his claws on Heimdall's shoulder-in fact, there was nothing on it.

Heimdall stuffed biscuits into his mouth expressionlessly again, and the pod cat couldn't stop being hypocritical. He arched his head straight to the corner of Heimdall's mouth, sniffed around with his small nose, and his eyes sparkled, looking very obsequious.

Heimdall continued to move forward, and the pod cat's efforts finally paid off, and the last biscuit belonged to it. Heimdall took advantage of the moment of feeding and turned around suddenly, catching the figure that couldn't hide, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"What are you doing sneakily! Come out!" Heimdall stared at the stone pillar not far away.

One head poked out hesitantly, Heimdall was taken aback for a moment, and then several heads poked out, Heimdall was surprised. In the end, his feeling was still correct, although the process was a bit unexpected—the sudden reason Behind the human wall formed by the students of the lower grades—Bonasera sneaked out from behind a pillar, dodged and kept approaching, thinking that Heimdall didn't know anything about it.

[He's kind of funny, I like people who are confident. ] After eating the biscuit pods, he slightly cleaned up his face.

Heimdall glanced at the pod, but said nothing.

Until Bonasera was close in front of him, Heimdall waved to him, Bonasera didn't move, his eyes were very alert.Heimdall glared at him, met his eyes, and waved to him. Bonasera looked left and right, and then, accepting the reality—he pointed at himself, and collapsed in frustration at Heimdall's nod. Shoulder.

He stepped out of the crowd and walked up to Heimdall.

"What are you doing?" Heimdall looked at him, and then at the lower grades gathered behind him.

Bonasera turned to them and said, "What are you going to do?"

"You don't know?" Heimdall was surprised... In fact, it wasn't that surprising, who let the person in front of him be Bonasera.

"Why should I know?"

"Don't you know you're still following them?"

"I did it just to find out what they were going to do!" Bonasera looked annoyed, as if Heimdall had delayed his important event.

"...I'm sorry," Heimdall said dryly, "...well, for...you know..."

"I will forgive you," Bonasera nodded magnanimously, and said solemnly, "but not now, I will be angry for a while."

Heimdall decided to skip him and asked the leader of the group of juniors, "What do you guys do?"

The little guy at the beginning blushed, and took out a color magazine with Victor Krum on the cover. The friends behind him were like carriages driven by a locomotive, their faces flushed. When it surged up, it was almost smoking.

Heimdall understood.

Bonasera squinted at the man on the cover of the magazine, without showing the slightest sense of approval on his face, appearing disapproving.

"Hey, buddy, it's none of my business, but because we were classmates, I decided to tell you that you went the wrong way!"

Victor stopped, and Duncan strode closer with a smile on his face, hooked his neck, and the two looked at each other.Duncan let go of him and took a step back, and the two laughed and slapped their hands hard.

"Are you going to find Rigg?" Duncan squinted forward.

"We didn't make an appointment. I don't know if he is there now." Victor tried to contact Heimdall with a small mirror after arriving at the school, but he failed to connect. Maybe the other party is inconvenient to "talk to him on the phone" now.

"Rig isn't a curly-haired dog who'll wait for you."

Curly-haired swallow-tailed dogs are one of the favorite pets of French ladies, because they are much smaller than ordinary swallow-tailed dogs, with thick, beautiful curly hair and a creamy or goose-yellow sheen.Most importantly, such breeds have a relatively small appetite, and their digestive system is as severely shrunk as their body size.Under normal circumstances, animals will not run around if they don’t feel hungry, and if they don’t run around, they won’t drag the owner down. That’s why they can beat the crowd and become one of the favorites of dignified ladies.

"I never thought he would be." Victor thumped Duncan's shoulder. Even though he had already become a member of the society, he couldn't change his nature of playing tricks. Duncan covered his shoulders in a painful and wailing posture, and fell back. When I accidentally bumped into another person who was walking quickly.

Duncan restrained immediately, turned around and apologized.He didn't expect that the person he bumped into was Lacarlini Jr., who was also surprised by this dramatic reunion.In this less than one-thousandth of a second, a certain idea that rolled out of the minds of the two men with completely different personalities coincided with each other at this time. Their brains sighed regretfully, wasting a time. Such a romantic reunion, if the other party is ××× or ××××.

But Duncan's idea will never be realized in the German school, because the woman he is looking forward to will not appear here anyway.

They shook hands and said hello.

"I didn't expect to meet again so soon." Little Lacarini and Victor greeted each other.

Duncan looked at Victor in surprise. Have they met before?If so, he wondered how it was possible for these two people to have a common language.

Victor smiled, not showing much enthusiasm, and Lacarini Jr. was not prepared to establish a friendship with him.The three big men walked forward silently, and there was one more young Lacarlini. Many of Duncan's heartfelt words could not be poured out in time-in fact, most of them were bullshit and gossip-even though Mr. Orville told Master Krum He was more interested in whether his third illegitimate child was a boy or a girl, but he didn't think he could ask that in front of little Racalini.

Mr. Orville looked at the silent friend on the left, and then at the alumnus who was silent on the right. The serious expressions of the two were so disappointing that he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. What is lacking at this time is a harmonious atmosphere beauty!

Then, Mr. Orville suddenly realized a problem.

Why did La Carlini Jr. go in this direction?Could it be that he is the lost man?

It's a pity that he couldn't get the answer in the end. Before they reached the dormitory tower, they were stopped by the house elf, who asked them with trembling voices and weak voices to turn to the Toutian Auditorium.

Just as Heimdall had predicted, Bonasera had indeed not been able to arrange a speech recently. In order to challenge the head of the department to engage all the teachers and students in the school, all other activities were postponed, even Teams that were supposed to be out of school to compete were affected.Usually, such activities are led by the head of the department. Now the prestige of the head of the department has been questioned, and whether he can continue to be the head of the department has become an uncertain factor. The candidate for the leader has become a question mark. It is more reliable to go outside to cause harm after everything is settled.

Today, the Tutian Auditorium was booked by the principal. The theme was to let the heads of the departments and their challengers appear on the stage one after another. It was equivalent to the opening ceremony before a sports competition, and the main purpose was to stir up the atmosphere.

The audience had been seated for a long time, and the seats near the podium were crowded with people. Everyone was impatient to sit in the back. Only the first row of seats facing the podium was vacant, which was reserved for alumni.

When the three of Victor and the others went in, it took a lot of work. The front was not willing to give way to them, for fear that the people behind would push to the front and rob their own terrain.But when the first student drove away the impatience on his face—including the faces of everyone who followed—with a near-horrifying scream, the road ahead was relatively easy.

For a moment, everyone knew that Victor Krum was coming.Today's first and second graders have the least contact with this graduated alumnus. Among them, it is the first time for the first graders to see a real person, and they can't help but feel swaying and surging.They are very envious of the emotions that only they know well when the senior brothers talk about those outstanding alumni. For the first graders, these can only be guessed. The more they listen, the more they think. The more, the stronger the urgency.

Victor was surrounded by freshmen and sophomores who rushed to ask for autographs, as well as some excited seniors. Thanks to Merlin, it was because of his "sacrifice" that Duncan and Lacarini Jr. were able to move on to the first place. a row.

Racalini Jr. couldn't help but look back at Victor who was about to be crushed by the wall. This was the first time that Mr. Racalini Jr. really felt the influence of the charm of this talented Seeker , he used to be sniffy - looking at the pictures in the publications, laughing at the IQ of the gossip reporters - but the fact is that wizards are more concerned about Victor Krum than where his father is going to attend important meetings and talk. Whether they used a more difficult move than "sloth hugging a tree and rolling" in the last ball game, their Italian wizards are not immune.

The turmoil subsided after 10 minutes, firstly because Victor's signing speed had reached a peak; secondly because Principal Karkaroff came out to preside over the overall situation and hinted that they would have more opportunities to sign in the future.The students felt safe and moved out of the way one after another, watching their idols sit in the front row.The seat behind Victor has become a contested place among the students.

After the alumni were seated one by one, the headmaster said some scenes behind the podium. Karkaroff also knew that he was not the protagonist today, so he quickly moved away from the stage, and the room heads and their challengers appeared one by one.

"Krum, sign for me later." Alvin Benson was placed on Victor's right, taking advantage of the opportunity before the first head of the room took the stage, he whispered to Victor.

"No problem." Victor nodded.Heimdall has a high opinion of Benson, and Victor doesn't want to offend him.

Duncan on Victor's left leaned forward slightly and looked at Benson, "Why don't you ask him about Rigg?"

"I will see with my own eyes." Benson said, "By the way, I heard that you got married, and I haven't congratulated you yet..."

"Who said that!" Duncan's eyes widened, looking shocked. "I'm still a good bachelor!" The words were terrified.Duncan has no plans to get married in recent years, and he hasn't enjoyed enough free life yet. Besides, the woman who can make him sign the document without hesitation may not be born yet.

This is the amazing thing about gossip, it is created out of nothing, but its narrative style is very similar to that, since a certain Quidditch star can be fathered, of course a future Mr. Magic can also be married.

"Could you please be quiet? I can't hear the voices on stage."

The warning came from Jean Tanestam. In the face of this seemingly impersonal former vice president of the Durmstrang Student Union, the expressions of some alumni became a little embarrassed for a moment, as if they were caught by him back in their student days That time of preaching.

But precisely because of Tanestam's "unsociality", no one slipped openly.Karkaroff, who was in charge of introducing the department heads and challengers on the stage, cast an appreciative look at Tanestam.

Heimdall was the last one to play. There were only three people in the experimental laboratory including the challenger. There were fewer and fewer people in the backstage. There were only three of them left in the room.

On the neatly arranged seats, he and his assistant Farrier sat on one end, and Kane sat on the other end. The empty chairs in the middle became a moat-like defense system.

How did they do it?Director Sturluson became emotional, but he couldn't find the answer. Kane was obsessed with flipping through the books in his hands from beginning to end, and dismissed the world outside the books.

"It's your turn!" Professor Kattenen opened the door and told them.

Kane closed the book with a snap, and walked out with his head held high, like a general about to charge into battle.Heimdall tidied up his clothes a little, followed Fallier out of the backstage and onto the stage.

The order in which they appeared was different from the previous ones. Generally, the head of the department always walked in front, and the challenger was behind. Therefore, Kane's first appearance made Karkaroff give the wrong introduction, and also wasted the expressions of the students who were always paying attention.

Heimdall heard a sudden high-decibel scream. The sound was very familiar, and his heart skipped a beat. He stepped up and rushed out, pushing Kane away in front of him. Ignoring Kane's angry stare, he took three steps. Tsukuru rushed to the edge of the stage in two steps, pointed at the person who was already standing on a chair, and was spitting with his neck up and his cheeks puffed up, and warned with a blank face——

"Do you dare to spit it out!" The timing was just right.

After being stunned for a moment, there was a commotion in the background, and everyone looked around one after another. The "spit" really tested the psychological quality.

Bonasera's cheeks were sunken, he covered his mouth, climbed out of the chair under Heimdall's strict supervision, sat upright like a lady, and sent a sweet smile to the stage.

Heimdall felt that he had experienced a lot of vicissitudes.His eyes swept across the front seat, and met the master's smiling eyes, Heimdall twitched his lips.

Karkaroff saw the timing and adjusted the report, "Heimdal Strulusson, the head of the experimental research laboratory, and his assistant..." No one cares about the assistant, or someone doesn't care, Bonasera jumped up. Getting up, jumping and screaming, the whole auditorium could hear him crying and howling, and the others hadn't fully recovered from it.

Bonasera howled and glared at the students around him, annoyed at their "indifference", that was his vice-chairman!Bonasera tried his best to create the sense of spectacle that this exciting moment should have.That's his vice chairman!

La Carlini Jr. in the first row of seats has turned his head back for the third time, and the surprise on his face is obvious.It was Bonasera, he knew it, he was sure it was that person, but... how?Lacarini Jr. exclaimed incredible for the possibility he judged by himself.

"Bonasera is running for the chairman of the student union, and Mr. Strulusson is his campaign assistant." Victor felt that he might need to know this, and he passed Duncan and became a kind person.

As a result, Victor received several incredible exclamations, and the alumni who didn't know were shocked by the news.

Everyone is asking themselves, is that Bonasera?It was Bonasera.It's that Bonasera!How could it be that Bonasera? !

"Bonasera wants to be the president of the student union?" Little Lacarini thought this news was even more bizarre than the house elf who once hit his father on the head with a milk pot.

"Did you see the man next to him handing him a towel to wipe his face?" Victor calmly pointed out the evidence.

"I see, a junior with a yellow face, isn't he his admirer?" Lacarini Jr. was still hesitant.

"Do you think Bonasera is admirable?" Victor said.

"It's not worth it." Lacarlini Jr. did not hesitate.

"Then it's over."

Little La Carlini suddenly realized.

Duncan rolled his eyes, what logic, these two people...

"Narege...uh, what's going on with Mr. Nasturusson?" Lacarlini Jr. thinks that this is the crux of the whole problem.

Victor pretended not to notice his "slip of the tongue", "Bonasera told Mr. Sturluson that if he was elected, he would appoint Mr. Sturluson as vice-chairman."

"...Just because of this?" Little La Carlini looked disappointed, and he was still looking forward to hearing some shocking plots.

"Of course it's not just that, but," the master said bluntly, "I don't want to tell you."

Lacarlini was choked.

There was enthusiastic applause and whistles in the auditorium—everyone recovered.

Heimdall bowed before leaving the stage, and Fallier clapped beside him like the audience, but did not walk into the applause.

Kane waved his hands desperately, seeing Heimdall walking off the stage, he didn't rush to leave, he was still waving, as if he was reluctant to part with this moment of much attention, and it seemed that the applause was actually for him and not for anyone else.

Karkaroff had to remind him to pay attention to the time, the applause became very withered, and clear laughter came up, and Kane left there with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Afterwards, the principal announced that the lunch break was over, and students who needed to go to class went to class, and the head of the room who had no class could go to the Quidditch practice ground to prepare.Karkaroff specially requisitioned the open space on the Quidditch practice field for this challenge to the head of the room, and built their designated pavilions for each research room on it. These pavilions represent the use space of each research room .

Heimdall planned to take advantage of the absence of classes in the afternoon to check out the pavilion in his laboratory, but he hadn't seen the real thing since he was appointed.

After Mr. Stulusson met with the master, he had a pleasant meeting with Duncan, Benson and other seniors.Everyone was in high spirits, and they left the auditorium together.

Bonasera chased up from behind and got caught between the two of them, pushing the master away, and was soon chased away by Heimdall, and went back to class with every step.