HP's Foreign Land

Ever since I drilled through the landscape painting, my eyes were darkened, and I didn’t have any mental preparations, and I didn’t know anything about what was about to appear, so I felt uneasy. When all kinds of novelties brought by the strange environment came one after another, I was busy coping Heimdall didn't let himself think too much, nor did he have the leisure to think too much, he just followed the steps and followed the rules.

After passing through the first room by chance, Director Strulusson gradually got a sense of the situation, and had time to ponder what he saw and heard just now, and told himself not to be surprised like a stinger like before, but to be calm and composed face what happened next.

Therefore, Heimdall, who stood in the second room, which could almost be called crude, which was completely different from the previous room, allowed himself to fully express his surprise.

To be honest, this room is quite far from the “shabby” ones. The floor is covered with white marble with gray stripes, and the colorful halos appear and disappear. The walls are also white, but not the original white. Once the cold and hard tone contrasts, it looks a bit old, and it is lowered by a grade.

Although the room of the red-bearded uncle Rurik is full of scene oil paintings, the floor is covered with a seemingly ordinary wooden floor, but the glossy gloss and strict board shape are not high-end goods that ordinary people can afford.The most important thing is the frames of those oil paintings, which are either golden or silver, and some of the larger ones are inlaid with precious stones, not to mention the lifelike carvings of birds, animals and flowers everywhere.

It's not that I don't know the goods, but I'm afraid of comparing goods.The deserted room, which was quite stylish, lost to the low-key luxury in the front.But this is just the one-sided opinion of the common man, Director Strulusson—it’s only because there is neither golden light nor silver light in the second room, gems and diamonds lack the prerequisites even if you want to YY—if you change it in Wizards who have a little bit of appreciation in appreciation will definitely have another comment, and words such as "elegant", "pure", and "calm and atmospheric" will emerge with special taste.

All in all, from the superficial point of view of Mr. Stulusson, the second room is just two words - shabby, not commensurate with the status of a sage.

Just when Mr. Sturlusson was wondering whether the second sage was a miser, as if he had read his mind, a sharp laugh suddenly sounded.

"Why is there a silly boy who can only be in a daze?!"

Heimdall calmed down and followed the prestige. He saw a brass-colored mirror hanging on the left wall. At the same time, he found the portraits of the sages in the second room. He was astonished that the mirror was so overwhelming that the owner hadn’t spoken yet.Unlike the location where the portrait of Rurik is hung, the portrait in this room is hung on the right wall, facing the mirror across the entire room.

The mirror was very interested, sometimes high-pitched and sometimes whispering, it sounded like he was talking to Heimdall, but he was actually talking to himself. The singing voice of the mirror, the frightening thing is that Heimdall can only understand a few of them, but it can change the language as it pleases.

Heimdall walked up to the portrait pretending to be deaf and dumb, and said respectfully, "Hello, I am Heimdall Strulusson from the fifth grade."

[Andreus DeGudiene. 】

It seems that the two sages are not a talkative person.

Heimdall raised his head to meet the eyes of the person in the painting. He has thick eyebrows, narrow eyes, thin lips, and cold eyes, but not harsh. Even so, it still gives people a bad first impression.Like the great sage Rurik, he has long hair, thick dark brown hair interspersed with obvious white.His chin is clean, his clothes are meticulous, and even the patterns on the buttons are neatly arranged horizontally and vertically. He looks like a wizard with an extremely strict style.Probably because the facial expression is not rich, so there are few wrinkles on the face.

Andreus looked at Heimdall quietly, and Heimdall looked at him silently. After a while, he bowed slightly again, "It's an honor."

[Since you have passed the first room and passed the test of the great sage, you should also understand how the process works. 】The two sages were not as indifferent to him as Heimdall had imagined before, although they could not be called kind and cordial, which was very different from the gentle treatment received in the previous room.

"Yes, please write a question."

Without waiting for the two sages to speak, Mirror suddenly raised his voice, "Come on, silly boy, if you take the exam, ask Grandpa Mirror."

Seeing that the two sages didn't say anything, Heimdall turned and walked to the mirror on the other side.

It was a flat and long square mirror, the size of a door, with dragon heads of different shapes hanging on the four corners. Although there was no body, these dragon heads were lifelike and vivid.Their eyes are inlaid with green gemstones, and when they turn their heads around, these gemstones will glow brightly, as if full of life.For a while, they make mighty movements of roaring in the mountains and forests, and for a while they are sullen and dejected, looking quite sentimental.

There is a small table against the wall under the mirror, on which are displayed quill pens, ink bottles, parchment, rulers and other commonly used or infrequently used school utensils.

"What question did Rurik ask you?" The mirror liked gossip more than the master.

Inexplicably, Heimdall didn't want to tell it, and his intuition told him that he must not boast at this moment, so he said vaguely: "It feels very difficult...I finally answered it."

"Tell me, tell me, what's the question?" The mirror didn't seem to understand the meaning behind the words.

Heimdall twitched the corner of his mouth, but said nothing.

"I have a way to know, but I'm too lazy to think about it. If you don't tell me, I'll give you a problem!" He even threatened.

"It's your master who made the question."

"You can try."

Heimdall was almost as breathless as the old wizard who was suffocated by a blade of grass. He quickly ran to the portrait at the other end and waved his fists to complain, "Look, what's going on here? ?!"

The two sages said calmly, "The mirror is me, I am the mirror, and what it means is what I mean."

Heimdall was dumbfounded, the sage was really extraordinary, he actually lowered his IQ to the height of the mirror, and took all this for granted.

Heimdall weighed it for a while, then walked back to the mirror.

"It's about the battle between the giants."

"Have you passed?"

Finally found a chance to take revenge, and Director Sturlusson gave it a hard look, "Why do you think I'm standing here so well and being pointed at by a mirror?!"

The chattering mirror was silent for three seconds, and Heimdall yelled that something was wrong, impulsiveness was the devil.

The subject of the review appeared on the mirror. The mirror didn't tease him with an inscrutable ancient language like those pot feet, but directly read German that he could understand.

After 1 minute, Chief Strulusson bent forward in frustration (OTL).

He thought about many types of questions, but he was most afraid of encountering potions and astronomy... As a result, the reality once again took an unusual path. Heimdall looked up at the question on the mirror and burst into tears. It turned out to be advanced digital divination.

It can be seen that the two sages are more difficult than the big sage. Although both questions are out of the scope of the syllabus, the former question can be found in the extracurricular tutoring of the seventh grade textbook at least. Usually the school does not have teaching content.

Divination measurement method, this is a very advanced part of digital divination. To learn this part, you need to be proficient in another subject—ancient runes—so most magic schools just skip over its concept in class. The specific content will not be taught, because most teachers in magic schools cannot control it themselves.In the Ministry of Magic and the Federation of Wizards of various countries, there is only one type of wizard who must learn, and that is the wizard police.In the United Kingdom, in addition to patrol officers of the police force, it is also a compulsory course for Aurors in training.

The most common and brilliant use of divination measurement is to determine the trajectory of a person—mostly criminals today—on a map through digital divination and precise calculations under uncertain conditions, so as to narrow the encirclement and achieve the fastest speed to track the opponent's movement.Numeral divination is certainly more rigorous than magic divination, but it is undeniable that there are uncertainties. Even if you learn how to measure, not all wizards can use it perfectly.

"The ruler, quill pen and other tools on the table are up to you to use." After the question was given, the mirror spoke for the first time, seemingly very considerate, and then the map mentioned in the question was displayed on the mirror.

Heimdall picked up the magic ruler with a look of embarrassment, carefully looked at the measurement conditions given in the topic, and drew on the map for a long time, leaving a mess of lines, trying to recall the method of divination measurement, and the miracle did not Happened, no one has learned these seriously, how can he answer it?With little talent and learning, Merlin can't cover him now.

Heimdall ground his molars, put down the ruler, and lowered his head, "I give up."

The strange thing is that the mirror, which was more arrogant and piercing than the triumphant Bonasera's smile, did not ridicule his decision at this moment, and said calmly: "It takes courage to give up."

Heimdall was a little touched just now, but the mirror returned to normal, and every sentence became worse and worse, and Heimdall's eyebrows trembled.

The hole to return to the first room appeared, and Heimdall walked back seemingly lonely. When he was about to step out of the room, he turned his head and raised his middle finger unexpectedly, "You chatty gossip! I will be back!!!"

He ran before the mirror could react, leaving the screaming and roaring behind.Although he is not as MAN as the stalwart Anuo brother, so reckless about death, so fearless in the face of danger, he finally let out a sigh of sulk.

The great sage Rurik didn't expect that some of their disciples and grandchildren would dare to vomit to their faces, and they looked upright and angry. After a moment of stunned, they laughed.

Heimdall stepped on the laughter of the great sage, and Xiongjiu left the inspection site in high spirits. When his eyes came into contact with Mrs. Vitrenko who was waiting outside, his little face instantly collapsed and tears ran down his face.

Mrs. Vitrenko, a kind wizard, patted him on the shoulder without saying anything.

His wife sent back his application form, "Report to the principal's office, this application form must be returned to the principal for safekeeping."

Heimdall nodded and left the fourth floor accompanied by Mrs. Vitrenko.

When the students who were always paying attention to the movement above saw Heimdall coming down, they jumped up curiously, and were scared away by Mrs. Vitrenko who followed behind.

"I believe you understand what can be said and what can't be said." Before leaving the library, Mrs. Vitrenko exhorted worriedly.

"I understand," Heimdall nodded. "I signed the confidential document."

Principal's Gallery.

【So fast? ! ] Beto Prodi screamed, as if afraid that no one would know.

The other principals despised him one after another, and they talked to comfort Heimdall not to take it to heart. It is completely normal to fail, so there is no need to worry about it. With his limited knowledge and narrow solidity, coupled with his impulsive age regardless of consequences, If you can pass it is really abnormal.

Heimdall didn't feel comforted at all, they were actually here to beat him, right? !

"It's okay," Heimdall forced himself to look calm. "I didn't know anything before I went. No matter what I have experienced, I have a bottom line in my heart, and I understand what to do in the future."

[You still want to go? 】 Said Pei Dinan.

"Of course, my goal hasn't been achieved yet." He backed off once, and he wasn't that vulnerable. "As long as you haven't officially graduated, it's okay to go there a few times, right?" Heimdall looked at the principals expectantly.

The principals knew now that he wasn't joking, and that he was more prepared than they expected.

The naysayer, Beto, shut up.

[Tell us about your review process. ] Jolena broke the unnatural silence brought about by the collective thoughtfulness of the principals.

"There's nothing to say." Heimdall shrugged.

[Tell me, I want to hear it. 】

"There's really nothing to say. The first room was a fluke, and the second room was totally impossible."

The principals were silent for a moment.

【Are you stuck in the second room? ] Jolena said.

"Well, the preferences of the two sages are quite special." Heimdall really wanted to talk to someone other than the sages about this matter, and he urgently needed a trash can at this moment. "The question came from the mirror, and he said that the mirror represented him, and he didn't care about anything, and that mirror also had a long, smelly tongue."

The headmasters couldn't help laughing, and the muffled laughter was endless, probably because they were concerned about the prestige of the sages and dared not show it boldly.

【You don’t know the deeds of the Six Sages, do you? 】 Said Pei Dinan. [It is recommended that you borrow "Sages Singing" from the school library, which describes some stories of the six sages, but it should be noted that the authenticity needs to be tested.The things transcribed from ancient documents have been embellished generation after generation, and inevitably tainted with mythology, making them even more mysterious than Muggle beliefs. Let's just treat them as ordinary biographies. ] "In fact, that's exactly what I planned." Heimdall thanked Ferdinand for his advice.No matter whether it is fictional or not, the general content cannot be lost. With those books, he can somewhat guess the subjects that other sages may focus on and the types of questions they will ask.

[According to the information left by the predecessors, the two sages are notoriously strict. ] Jolena said.

She hadn't been audited by a sage during her lifetime. In fact, many headmasters hadn't. The main reason was that not all wizards were interested in what the sage left behind, and it was due to self-knowledge.But Jolena never regretted it.Look at Beto, he tried it once, but he couldn't bear it when he died.Jolina dared to say that he was actually envious and jealous of Sturlusson's unthinking and never giving up, but factors such as the approach of graduation and the arrogance and unbearable blows at that time sapped the courage to continue.

"He's very stern, and I don't see any other sternness. Since a mirror can be the master of the house, what is the purpose of hanging his portrait?" What Heimdall said was just angry words. hear.

【That mirror is him. ] Beto, who had been silent for a long time, said suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Heimdall was puzzled.

[Andreus De Gudiene had a dual personality during his lifetime. After his death, the portrait represented one personality, and the mirror represented his other personality. 】Principal Beto's words were astonishing.

Heimdall gaped.

Beto was very relieved to see his stupidity, and laughed bluntly.

Heimdall ignored it, blocked all the noise, and only felt comforted. Ganqing is a mentally unstable person. We, a good young man with normal logic and clear thinking, can't care about the separatists.Thinking of this, his little face turned pale. He scolded the mirror for a gossip just now, and even raised his middle finger... The mirror is another personality of the two sages, that is to say, it is the two sages that he pointed at? !

Having figured this out, Heimdall shook his head and howled.

Merlin really hated him for immigrating!