HP's Foreign Land

Heimdall looked back when they reached the elevator, looking at them hesitantly.

"What's the matter?" Katenin asked.

Karkaroff looked amiable, looking at Chief Sturlusson's eyes with intoxicating tenderness.

"I don't have class this afternoon, the two of you will see..."

"Okay, go ahead and do whatever you want," Karkaroff said with a smile on his face, seeming to be very understanding. "Professor Katenin and I are back at school, do you need to bring something to your friends?"

"No, no, no, thank you." Heimdall was surprised by his thoughtfulness.

Katenin found him standing by the elevator, he didn't seem to have any intention of boarding, the elevator door opened with a "ding", and there was a burst of yelling and footsteps behind them.

Representatives of the International Charizard Breeding Association and the Hazardous Organisms Treatment Committee rushed over. The representatives of the Charizard Dragon Association saw the three of them smiling, and lowered their heads into the elevator; Nod to them with a gentle and friendly smile.

The three members of the German School watched them walk into the elevator with smiles on their faces.

The representative of the Hazardous Organisms Treatment Committee blocked the closed elevator door, and the door bounced open again.

"Aren't you coming in?"

Katenin and Karkaroff suddenly recalled, and walked in quickly.

"Stulusson?" Katenen noticed that Heimdall hadn't come in, and looked back to see the head of the department, Sturlusson, squatting on the ground and tying his shoelaces.

"Are you going or not? Don't waste our time!" The representative of the Charizard Association looked rudely at the representative of the Dangerous Creatures Treatment Committee who had been pressing the button.

At this moment, he was pointing the back of his head at the representatives of the two annoying Charizard Association, and Karkaroff rolled his eyes unscrupulously.

Heimdall rubbed his nose and waved his hands awkwardly, "Sorry, you guys go first."

The representative of the International Charizard Breeding Association coughed a few times, and the representative of the Dangerous Creatures Treatment Committee had no choice but to let go.Heimdall, who was still squatting on the ground with his left hand holding a mess of shoelaces, waved goodbye to the two principals, and the elevator doors closed between them.

Heimdall put down his hand, took out his wand and waved it at the shoe, and the knot on the shoelace was quickly untied and fastened again.

Unhurried footsteps came from behind him, and Heimdall stood up and turned around.

The two agents of the international police force grinned in unison.

"It's too slow," Heimdall said. "Cause me to miss the elevator once."

The man walking in front with a pale face said: "It's fine if you don't harm others. It's my turn to harm you? I'm giving you a chance to show off. Normally, you don't have much chance to make a fool of yourself. You can't let it go."

Heimdall looked blank: "Who are you talking about? Do I know him?"

The two detectives laughed. The two were old acquaintances of Chief Strulusson. They had taught him a lesson. The one with the pale face was Comrade John the Vampire.

Seeing Heimdall watching them all the time, one of the detectives said with a smile: "Mr. Krum is going to attend the regular meeting of the referee council today, and today there will be a group of teams coming to the magic injury treatment center at the headquarters for health screening. , he probably wants to participate in this experience, and will spend a lot of time at the headquarters, why don't you go and have a look?"

That Khan of Heimdall, is there anything else they don't know?This is the high level of message transmission. Carlo can either choose to defend his home and country - the policeman, the Auror, or he will be depraved - the dark wizard, otherwise he will not be able to reach this level in this life.After all, the information grasped by the mass media has limitations.

"Could you two give me some hints? Our school won't suffer from this, right?" Heimdall looked worried.

"We won't let you go through the back door, you just die!" John wrote a line on his face: I am a policeman who is strict with himself.

"Regardless of reason or law, we have favorable conditions!" Going through the back door?Chief Sturluson almost said "ahhh".

John sneered, "Why do you pretend to be pitiful? You are the least pitiful. Instead of waiting here to play tricks with us, you might as well think about what is really useful."

Another detective immediately said, "I don't believe he didn't do anything. If he didn't know what to do, why would he stand here and listen to your reprimand?"

Heimdall vomits, can you stop using the third person in front of me?

John's eyes slanted, "Yeah, I forgot that this kid is definitely not the kind of person who waits for the results of the police. Tell me, what did you do?"

"It's nothing..." Unable to bear the vampire's ecstatic glance, Heimdall said vaguely: "The Magical Creatures Management Committee will be dealt with by the Dangerous Creatures Treatment Committee, and the Romanian Ministry of Magic will be dealt with by you, I think, we Durmster Lang is too sorry for himself if he doesn't do anything. It just so happens that I know a master of magical animal research who seems to have a bit of status. This research master is said to have a little say in the Charizard Association, so I just mentioned it smoothly, master We also hoped that our dragons would be able to escape captivity, and we hit it off right away... 360 lines will be the number one. Masters of magical animal research may not dare to be strong in other fields, but when it comes to animals, of course professionals should take the lead. Those of us Amateurs just follow and study, and don’t add to the chaos.”

One of the detectives couldn't help laughing.

"Then what are you talking about? Don't you remember what I taught you? In our business, sometimes the most taboo thing is to ask what you know!"

Heimdall burst into tears, we haven't graduated yet, even if we graduate, we won't join your line of work, so you don't have to worry about the impurity of the team.We will sit in an office in the future!Chief Sturluson murmured in his heart.

However, he said that he "asked knowingly", and the director Strulusson, who had received certain information, was safe and stopped talking to them, and ran to the elevator in a hurry, trying to hook up with the master.

Two representatives of the International Charizard Breeding Association left the headquarters of the International Federation of Wizards, left Belgium, and returned to Romania, where the association is located.After the Dragon Lair was established, the Charizard Association moved its office from Hungary to Romania.

The two representatives pushed the door open and entered. The security guards strolling in the lobby saw their faces in distress, so they didn't dare to come forward to say hello.It wasn't until the two of them walked towards the stairs that the security guard slapped his forehead and called them to stop.

"Meeting?"

"Yes," the security guard nodded. "The assistant to the chairman informed me an hour ago that you two should go to the chairman's office on the third floor when you come back."

The two representatives looked at each other.

"It must be for us to report the results of this inquiry." One of the representatives, that is, the "Cheng Yaojin" Medici in the inquiry sighed.

Another representative also looked helpless, "Do you remember what the chairman said before we left? It's bullshit, what do you mean he has already arranged, I don't think he has arranged anything." Many people pointed their faces at their noses and taught them a lesson. The most annoying thing was that what the minor said was the truth, and they couldn't refute it.

"What about later?"

"Tell me the truth."

Medici knew that no matter how nicely he spoke here, it would be of no avail. Judging from today's inquiries, don't think about dragon eggs and chirping beasts.They also knew that if it wasn't for Dragon's Den, if the association hadn't won a special contribution award, and if their nine directors hadn't worked hard, the International Federation of Wizards wouldn't have indulged them so far.

How much did Romania benefit from the dragon's lair? !Who can guarantee that they will not have a share of those "benefits"?

Thinking of the inquiry just now, the still low-key but occasionally irritating Dangerous Biology Committee, the calm international police force, and Durmstrang who is tough and unyielding.The two pondered cautiously for a moment, and felt uneasy for no reason. This matter may not be as simple as the chairman imagined.

"Let me tell you," Medici said in a low voice, pulling his colleague past the stairs on the third floor. "It's better to give up showing credit in front of the chairman. Let's play it by ear. Don't be too absolute. After today, we will treat it as if we didn't participate. Let's get rid of it as soon as possible and let others worry about it."

His colleague was very puzzled, "Why do you..."

Who was it that went up and down in the association in order to fight for this performance opportunity?

"Don't be verbose, listen to me!" Medici patted his arm and walked to the chairman's office.

As soon as he touched the doorknob, someone called his name. Medici turned his head, and a colleague waved to them from the other end of the corridor. There was a large conference room, which was only used for summarizing work at the end of the month.

Medici and colleagues were at a loss.

The colleague at the door of the large conference room shouted again, "The director is also here, come here."

The two entered the conference room. There were more than a dozen people sitting sporadically in the huge room. It seemed that they were not planning to hold a staff meeting.Medici took a quick look around and found that all the senior members of the association were present here. Normally, such a meeting would not be their turn to attend. What surprised him was that since he joined the association, there had never been a meeting full of members. All the directors were present, no more, no less, nine people.

Nine directors sat on the rostrum, but the chairman who was supposed to be among them sat alone in the first row.

Medici and his colleagues looked at each other, realizing that the scene was a little weird, they lowered their eyebrows and walked towards the seat guided by the wizard who led the way.

"...Okay, then the meeting will continue." A director spoke.

Medici and his colleagues shrunk their heads down again. It turned out that they had interrupted the meeting.

"We have just explained the results of the investigation in detail. Therefore, Chairman Kabod will be suspended from now on and all related duties until Mr. Kabod can fully prove his innocence. The post of chairman of the association will be temporarily replaced by Assistant to the Chairman, Miss Waitley."

Medici and his colleagues almost hit their jaws on the ground, what, what's going on?They just took a trip to Belgium, why did the sky change when they came back?

"Mr. Medici."

Medici almost jumped up from the chair, he swallowed his throat, stood up seemingly calmly, and smiled at the rostrum.

"How about today's inquiry? What does Durmstrang Academy want us to do?"

This is already the clearest hint, Medici quickly glanced at the colleague beside him, and saw that he looked frightened, Medici rejoiced in his heart for his wise move, fortunately, he got through with him just now.

The former chairman sitting in the first row stared back at him. It was self-evident what he meant. Medici lowered his eyes to avoid the other party's gaze, and completed the multiple-choice question in this short moment.The former director elder is confused, he has already been suspended and still doesn't know how to protect his life wisely. What kind of benefits did the Romanian Ministry of Magic give him that made him so obsessed with doing this in front of the nine directors? Do you think they are all as old and blind as him? .

Medici believes that he is still young and must not stumble on this matter.

"Guests," Medici raised his head and said loudly. "Durmstrang College decided to apply for the qualification to raise dragons. Unfortunately, not long ago, there were some minor disagreements between our association and the German school due to some wizards who tried to use power for personal gain, which led to the long-standing good relationship. I think the German school’s application is just an excellent excuse for us to take the initiative to make up the relationship, and we must not miss this opportunity.”

As soon as these words came out, the nine well-informed directors all blushed a little. It can be seen that there is no most shameless, only more shameless.

On the side of the International Federation of Wizards, Director Sturlusson has already touched the floor where the referee council is located, and found that the door of the house is closed, and there is no glass on the imposing black wooden door, and there is no condition to peek inside.Fearing that the master had already left, Mr. Stuluson grabbed a passing wizard and asked about the situation. The answer was delightful.

Heimdall decided to wait for a while in the reception area of ​​the lobby on the first floor, which is next to the entrance and exit of the federation, which is convenient for blocking people.

He sat on the sofa in the reception area under the attention of the security guards, took out a small book from his pocket, and looked through it. The professors guessed for them the types of questions that Heideggerach might ask.Just after watching the first section, a group of wizards walked into the headquarters of the federation together. After being checked and registered by the security guard, they quickly moved to the elevator, and the entrance and exit became quiet again.

Immediately afterwards, another group of people came, just like the group of wizards just now, they went inside after registration, then the second group, the third group...

Heimdall noticed that these men and women were all wearing the same robes, and these robes were all embroidered with the same logo or emblem, like an organization.It wasn't until he fixed his eyes on the logos and badges of the wizards passing by before his eyes that he suddenly realized that these one, two, and three shots were all based on the Quidditch team, in other words, they were professional athletes.

"...Did you see it? That's Kesko!"

After that, a deliberately suppressed scream came over.

Several witches wearing different uniforms and robes gathered at the other end of the reception area at some point. They watched the macho men pass by in a calm manner, and then chattered excitedly at their distant backs. Repeatedly adopting such a unique way to welcome batch after batch of players.

Today is the annual regular physical examination of the International Quidditch Federation. The physical examination in the wizarding world mainly detects whether there is potential magical damage in the body, and screens wizards for intractable diseases, such as genetic diseases, and infections from the Muggle world. bugs and so on.Victor's illness has long since healed, and such a screening would not cause trouble.

The screening organized by the Quidditch League is similar to the annual physical examination of the employer. Many teams will organize their players to find another place to check. This is because the team is willing to spend money for the players.According to the meaning of the International Injury Treatment Center, those self-funded checks that seem to be a string of zeros are unnecessary.Even so, it still can't stop the enthusiasm of the players at their own expense. It is inevitable that people will have such a mentality. Spending money seems to be more reassuring than free.

It was not because of this that Victor went outside for a physical examination. At that time, he had just entered the industry, had no qualifications, and had no appointment.It's different now. The master has participated in the unified inspection organized by the alliance for two consecutive years, and this year is the third year.

No more teams are seen coming in, which means that the number of people inspected today is complete.The ladies muttered for a moment, then stood up, as if preparing to move.Heimdall saw that their eyes were shining, not at all dimmer than the moment when he saw the hunk with his own eyes, there are eight or nine times out of ten there is more to come.

They walked quickly to the elevator, and Director Stuluson's legs and feet twitched convulsively, and his little face became more and more serious.

In recent days, the floor where the International Magic Injury Treatment Center is located has always been crowded with people. There are always men and women who don’t know each other for various reasons, standing outside the medical examination center with notebooks in their hands, waiting for autographs. There are also leading cadres who only show their faces at large meetings.

Although they saw the needles, they didn't hinder the inspection work of the center, as long as they didn't go too far, everyone in the center would turn a blind eye and close their eyes.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Heimdall got in smoothly.

He walked in behind those ladies, and followed them all the way in. They turned left and right in a familiar way, and it was clear at a glance that it was definitely not the first time to commit a crime, and the terrain was clearly felt.

They walked through a narrow and dark passage, and the other end of the passage suddenly opened up. A three-meter-wide sky bridge spanned the huge towering room like a sky bridge. At this time, male Quidditch players waiting for inspection were gathered under the sky bridge , The doctor in a green robe scored the health of the players with wands, equipment, potions, etc. at hand.

Some physical examination items require undressing. When the players took off their shirts and exposed their upper body, some of the peeping teams covered their mouths and screamed. They were so happy that they were about to pass out. His eyes widened, his eyes gliding back and forth on those strong muscles, his face full of desire to stop.

... Chief Sturlusson is also one of them, but he is more cautious. He didn't dare to stand in the middle of the overpass like those ladies. Instead, he pressed down at the intersection of the narrow road and the overpass, and glanced down from time to time. Eye craving.

The low voices of the ladies chatting intermittently entered the ears.

"...Look at the Storm, yes, their goalie, oh, his back muscles are so beautiful..."

where where?

Director Sturluson is not like those habitual offenders. He is usually only a fan of the master. He is at a loss about their statement of beating their heads and tails. , It is a bit more difficult to find XX or XXX storm team from a group of shirtless men.

"...Have you seen Kachet's pectoral muscles? Those are the perfect pectoral muscles that fit your body proportions..."

Chief Sturluson tried his best to distinguish the legendary perfect chest muscles, and with their later comments, he finally determined that the bald man who was winking and coquettish at a female doctor seemed to be Kachet.

It's far worse than the master!Chief Sturluson curled his lips, as if he had been hit by expansion magic.Even so, the eyes took an extra turn over there.

"...Kosko, my favorite Kosko, oh, everything about him is so perfect, even his hair is incomparable..."

While listening to them bragging about Kosko's burly figure, Chief Sturluson couldn't help muttering in his heart.Is that perfect?Victor can beat him with one more finger!In the eyes of Mr. Sturluson, Master Krum's figure is the most perfect, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, well-proportioned muscles, smooth skin, and round and upturned buttocks. The overall effect is quite good.

Thinking of this, Chief Sturlusson felt his nose was a little hot... he couldn't help but rubbed his nose, and another sentence came from his ear.

"How is it, dear?"

"Okay."

"Oh?"

"It's okay to take a look, it's incomparable to you."

After finishing speaking, Chief Sturluson froze for a while, then turned around to see Master Krum standing behind him with "broad shoulders and thin waist, well-proportioned muscles, smooth skin, round and upturned buttocks", looking at him with a smile.

Heimdall stood up silently, and looked up to find the women not far away staring here with gaping mouths.He smiled mischievously, turned around and grabbed the master's hand, feeling a little guilty and urgent.

"Let's go."

"Don't watch?"

"It's all about you, so why do you need to look at other things?"

Perhaps this sentence pleased Master Krum, he stopped smiling warmly, and the coolness permeating the back of Heimdall's neck faded a lot.