HP's Foreign Land

As soon as Carlo came out of the examination room, he made a coquettish pose, which was recorded by a classmate who came out of nowhere with a camera.The fifth graders who left the examination room one after another found themselves surrounded, and the vice president of the sixth grade student union came forward with a smile on his face, caring for the students who took the test.

When asked about his overall impressions of the exam, Carlo said that those he could write were still the ones he could not write, and the vice-chairman was silent for a moment.Afterwards, the vice-chairman extended cordial condolences to other fifth-grade students, and everyone said that they would have a good celebration tonight.

The vice chairman reminded everyone that they should continue to study and pay attention to the balance between work and rest. Even if they do well in the exam, it is only good this time. There is still a long way to go, and their tasks are still arduous.All the fifth graders nodded in unison after listening to it, and invariably asked why they had to go to class tomorrow. The weekend just past was completely occupied. They resolutely obeyed the instructions of the student union, held high the great banner of the vice chairman of the student union, and fully implemented the "combination of work and rest" It is required to keep pace with the times and strive to innovate.

The vice president of the student union fled.

With a click, the moving figure of the vice chairman was captured in the camera.

"Where did Bonasera find the vice-chairman?" Carlo rubbed his chin. "It's a perfect match with him."

Heimdall was determined not to leave the examination room until the last second, so he only saw a tail, and he couldn't help but laugh when he heard Carlo's words.Perhaps Bonasera really listened to what he said, and quickly formed a personal team, and the sneaky figure of Mr. Chairman was no longer seen on the campus.To be honest, Bonasera behaved well, and the annoying classmates who had been harassed by his unconstrained ideas felt a little lonely.

Heimdall turned his head and found the little chubby standing beside him with an old camera hanging on it.

Little Fatty met Heimdall's eyes, then unexpectedly raised the camera and clicked, and then he clicked Rian and Leon one after another.At the moment of filming, the chubby little chubby, who was engrossed and sharp-eyed, gave people a deep illusion, and the meatball seemed to grow taller.Heimdall and the others were amazed when they saw it, but when the camera was hung back, the face covered with dim sum scum, like a white fat fried bun, appeared in front of them, and the rich and handsome aura was swept away.

It proved that Pangdun and the student union are not in the same group. Taking pictures is completely a hobby. After seeing the photos he took, Carlo had an idea.

"Do you have a laboratory?"

The little chubby shook his head.

"Then hang out with me. We'll run the school newspaper together. I'll be in charge of the manuscript, and you'll be in charge of the photos." The more Carlo looked at the meatball, the more pleasing it was to his eyes.

Two blushes appeared on the raw fried buns, "Editor-in-Chief!" Xiao Pangdun exclaimed forgetfully.

"This kid has a bright future!" Carlo smiled and praised everyone he met. "It's so promising!"

The results of the preliminary examination will be announced on the 10th of next month. At that time, the teachers will collectively evaluate each student, and then determine their future study direction according to the employment intention questionnaire submitted by the students. When everything is ready, then Hand it over to Headmaster Karkaroff for review.

On the evening after the exams, all the fifth grades did celebrate as planned. They had a party in the common room of the dormitory tower, and asked the house-elves to bring butterbeer, which is a drink for wizards anyway. You won't get drunk even if you drop a box.

Heimdall and Leon woke up one after another at night, and when they got up the next day, they both had dark circles under their eyes. Seeing the listless appearance of those students who stayed up all night, enough is the last word.

Heimdall had no class this morning, so after a leisurely breakfast, he decided to go back and gather his animal friends for a walk around the campus. In recent days, he had no time to think about the master, nor had time to communicate with the animal friends. A sense of crisis arises spontaneously, what if he forgets if this continues? !

When I left the cafeteria, I heard a few seniors talking about the exhibition, hesitated for a moment, and walked around the auditorium on the way back to the dormitory.

It's still the same booth as yesterday, the layout as yesterday, the people are the same as yesterday, and even the magazine in your hand is the same as yesterday.

"You're still there..." Heimdall couldn't help being petty when he saw Hollingworth's voice.

"Not coming tomorrow." Hollingworth seemed to know what he was thinking. "I am very busy."

Heimdall really couldn't see what he was busy with. Although the German school's exhibition was held for the seventh grade, it did not prevent students from other grades from participating. Other booths could more or less attract students to stop, but this international The booth of the police force, since he stood here, no one has come to ask a question.The income of the police in the wizarding world is still considerable. After all, the risk is high, and it is a bit unimaginable to be reduced to the point where no one cares.

"Don't you want some slogans?" Heimdall pointed to the one on the left front. "Just like them, don't put up so many banners, at least put up a sign, put up an eye-catching poster or something." Could it be that the personnel department of the International Police Force advocates passive work?Waiting for the predestined person like praying to God and worshiping Buddha?

"It will be tomorrow." Hollingworth's face was flat, as if he couldn't cheer up.

Heimdall touched his nose, said goodbye, turned and left, and was stopped by Hollingworth.

"Leave later."

"What's the matter?" Heimdall turned around.

"I'll know right away."

As soon as the words fell, a few wizards wearing the robes of the International Police Force walked over with a sense of camera, such a bastard, such a tall and straight, such a murderous look... just like the ones in the movie. Heimdall, who has seen the movie screen, may not be a big deal, but the wizards can't stand it, especially the students who don't know much.Those students who were asking questions at other booths couldn't help but floated over with their eyes shining, and the International Police Force, which was originally empty, was suddenly full of people.

"The official members are here." Hollingworth closed the magazine, as if preparing to retreat.

It turns out that he was helping others to watch the situation? !Even so, Heimdall still felt that he was not professional enough, thinking that when he was helping to look after the store in Diagon Alley, he was fighting for his career as his own.

After the police officers who looked like male models on the catwalk came over, they all disappeared, and they all stepped forward to greet Hollingworth.Heimdall observed the embroidery and police ranks on their robes. The rank was very low, the most ordinary police officer. Hollingworth was a formal judge with a certificate and seal, which was several ranks behind in terms of professional title.

Seeing their cautious appearance made Heimdall more determined to strive for the top.

"Did you bring it?" Hollingworth always had the same paralyzed face no matter who he was, even if the other party was the chief leader of IW, Chief Gironde.

A small policeman said, "Here we are. The school only let us in after getting Principal Karkaroff's signature, so it took a while."

"Where did you take it?"

"It's just outside the west tower of the bedroom."

Hollingworth thanked him and looked at Heimdall, who was at a loss.

"Go back to the dormitory and have a look."

"What did you ask them to bring?" Heimdall said hesitantly.

"Hulk."

"... the king?" After receiving an affirmative answer, Heimdall rushed out excitedly.

"Come back!" shouted Hollingworth.

Startled, Heimdall quickly turned around and ran back, looking at Hollingworth nervously.

"Well, yes, the response is very fast, the class of the police force is not in vain." Hollingworth seemed to be satisfied with the approval. "Go."

Heimdall froze for a moment, tears streaming down his face.

"king?"

The giant squatting on the snow moved its buttocks and turned its head.

Heimdall ran over in surprise, "King, Happy New Year!"

The behemoth whose head was suddenly hugged was not used to such intimacy. If it wasn't for Heimdall's face in its eyes, it would have slapped it with a paw.The king showed patience, and the trainer in charge of it was dumbfounded. The moment he wanted to die just now really made him tremble with fear.

Heimdall held the king's brain and looked left and right, and said with a smile: "You are in good spirits, keep it up."

The king grunted in answer.

Heimdall touched the Lixiaoge pendant under its neck, with a rippling smile on his face.

"Looking good, handsome!" He gave the king a thumbs up, not knowing whether it was the king or himself who was handsome.

The trainer looked away, but quickly turned his face back, took out a cloth bag and handed it to Heimdall.

"The king can't sleep without this at night these days."

Heimdall shook his head after taking it, "What is it?"

"Pillow."

Heimdall couldn't help but glanced at the king, and the smile on his face became brighter again.

"I see. How long will the king stay with me?"

"I'll pick it up on the weekend."

"You can stay until the weekend!" Heimdall patted the king's head, and the king made a humane look that he couldn't stand you.

A wizard Hulk watched the trainer leave, and Heimdall said, "Come upstairs with me, it's freezing to death outside."

Being deeply despised by the king, he has not improved for such a long time, and is as weak as before.

Toffee came back from a walk outside, and felt that the atmosphere was not right as soon as he entered the door. Chimera's territorial awareness made it very sensitive to any changes.It quickly detected what was new in the room, but the smell in the air was familiar.

The pod cat lying on the sofa reading the newspaper is trying to turn the pages by itself. The cat's paws keep stabbing, and the whole room is full of rustling and rubbing sounds.

Heimdall, who was sitting by the desk, saw that the toffee pestle had not moved for a long time at the door, so he knew that it was on alert. The first reaction of animals when they became alert was mostly to stand at attention and take a rest, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Little Bread, who couldn't get through the door, yelled a few times behind Toffee, and then pushed his head against it. Toffee suddenly stepped forward. Little Bread ran into the room with too much momentum, and almost hit his head on the foot of the sofa chair. superior.

Little Bread yelped a few times, Heimdall dropped the pen and walked over to hug it, and helped Doan Pod, who was about to go crazy, turn the newspaper to the next page. Little Bread jumped up restlessly in his arms, and Heimdall Dahl spanked his ass before he fell silent.

Xiao Ba was the last to enter the door. The eight-eyed spider was no less sensitive to environmental changes than the Chimera. It quickly climbed up the wall, and hung on the ceiling in a blink of an eye.

"King." Xiaoba has a good memory and recognized the guest immediately.

"The king is here to see us. It will stay until the weekend. Everyone must get along with each other in harmony." Heimdall repeated the old tune, deliberately making the tone appear tough, and let them take it easy. This is not Rhodope Manor.

Leon, who had no class in the afternoon, returned to the dormitory, and was surprised to see the king, but he didn't show the fear and other emotions that Heimdall was worried about. For Leon, he could ignore the Eight Eyes and the Chimera, and one more What about Hulk?

Mr. Blueleg was very calm.

Carlo and Ryan's fuss seemed deliberate. The two of them went back to the dormitory with Heimdall. On the way, they heard the legendary Hulk coming, running faster than a rabbit.After seeing the king, there was another burst of yelling.

After the two of them yelled, they pretended to be deep when they remembered.

Carlo said, "I'm not surprised anymore, not at all." It seemed that he wasn't the one who yelled just now.

Lian said: "Isn't it the Hulk? You just raised a phoenix. I don't take a unicorn seriously." He paused deliberately, "Raising a dragon would be cool." Look at the expression It seems very longing.

Heimdall couldn't help flirting, if he could ride a dragon, wouldn't he be a dragon knight in Western mythology... But he soon came to his senses.

"Just think about that kind of thing. Even if you have dragon eggs, there is no place, no conditions, and no experience. If you really raise them, you will waste people's lives."

When going to bed at night, Heimdall took out the king's pillow. After taking out the pillow from the cloth bag, it instantly became a person's height, and the pattern painted on it was Heimdall.This is a Christmas gift from Heimdall, and Chief Strulusson vowed to see things and think about people to the end.

Leon watched speechlessly as he put the pillow in front of the fireplace, and the king threw himself on it without looking at it. The small face of Mr. Stuluson on the pillow suddenly shrunk and turned into a tile. knife face.The king wanted to find a comfortable position, and after moving a few times, he pressed his butt on Chief Sturluson's face.

Leon turned and climbed onto the bed and laughed secretly, while Heimdall squatted beside the pillow and sighed.

Heimdall got up at 04:30, and Bun, who was sleeping next to his pillow, woke up the moment he moved, wondering why he was so early.It's like entertaining relatives and friends at home, always wanting to show the best side is a meaning.Those who usually like to sleep late do not sleep, get up early in the morning to go to the vegetable market, rush in and out of the house, seem to be very capable, and wait for the guests to leave.

Director Sturlusson is in a state of eagerness to enhance his own image, even if the guest is not a human being, he is still a guest.Although he was used to being despised by the king, Heimdall still wanted to save face.

"We went to exercise early." Heimdall patted Pod's back before going out.

Doudou stretched out his legs comfortably on the sofa without even opening his eyes.

Passing the common room downstairs, the downstairs was quiet, muttering voices came from the fireplace, a sixth-grade brother with a splash-ink landscape painting on his body sat on the sofa and complained to another brother about what he just said Strange encounter.Heimdall stopped and listened for a while out of curiosity.

It turned out that the person who splashed the ink was not the brother himself. The ink bottle in his schoolbag was overturned, leaking the entire stationery bag, and there were patches on the robe, like a world map.

"... The ink bottle was placed in the bag, and the cap disappeared, don't you think it's strange?!" The senior brother forced his face bitterly. "This inkwell was left to me by my grandfather, and it has an opal on it."

When Heimdall heard this, he despised it. Who would take an ink bottle studded with opals around?Look at me, the gold-plated quill, the gold powder spilled out is still fake, I am not willing to use it.The unlucky boy of the prodigal family!

Director Strulusong didn't listen any more, and led the animal companions towards the gate, and the senior brother continued to vomit emotionally from behind.

"... There must be something strange in the area from the west tower to the north tower. I am not the only one who encounters the strange thing. I heard that it happened in the first half of the school year, and it tends to increase after the second half of the school year. Many students have lost their things. Are we right? Should I respond to the student council?"

Heimdall walked along the forest road towards the pine forest near the North Tower. At the end of the forest road is Pine Lake, where you can skate on it. The animal partners have already run out, and Heimdall is sitting by the long chair beside the Pine Lake. Next, he stared at the white lake surface for a while, remembering that Victor always liked to eat his own tofu when he was sitting here, Heimdall couldn't help laughing.

Looking up, I saw a few big guys jumping around on the lake, and hurriedly shouted, "Watch out for your feet, see clearly, don't crack the ice, falling is no joke!"

Where the animals would listen to him, Heimdall had to watch for himself.He leaned on the back of the chair, stretched his waist, raised his arms and laid them flat on the top of the back of the chair, his whole body was like the one on the cross, with a bit of a Titanic feeling.

On the ice, Little Bread slid out unsteadily and hit the rocks by the lake.

Heimdall sat up straight, and his arms hung down. The obvious lag and heaviness of his left arm made him feel something was wrong immediately after confirming that the bun was fine.

He looked down at his left arm, there was something more on it, to be more precise, there was a certain kind of animal, he had seen this kind of animal once, at school, in the Toutian Auditorium, half a year later, he still couldn't name it.The uninvited guest was hugging his left wrist, pulling the ring on the ring finger with two tiny claws.When Heimdall stared at it, it noticed it. When Heimdall subconsciously shook his arm to throw it away, the unknown animal suddenly opened its mouth wide. Heimdall thought it was about to bite him, and his face changed suddenly. The wand fell into his hand.

As a result, the animal spit out a mouthful of sticky liquid, and the ring, which was still motionless just now, was lubricated by the disgusting liquid and was easily removed.

A petrification spell was thrown, and the unknown animal rolled over to the back of the chair, and the magic was in vain; the freezing spell was repeated, and the animal disappeared at the edge of the pine forest.

The animals on the ice sensed the strangeness and ran over one after another. The king rushed to the bench first, and slowed down when he saw Heimdall flying out in form, and was overtaken by Toffee.