HP's Foreign Land

Heimdall stopped writing, and raised his head hesitantly. The other party was expressionless. He lowered his head and continued writing. After a while, he raised his head again, but the other party was still motionless. Looked up……

"Is there a problem, Mr. Sturluson?"

"No, not at all." Heimdall puffed his chest out, stared at the test paper in front of him, trying to get rid of distracting thoughts, and then quickly threw himself into the challenge of the test questions.

All I could hear was the rustling of the quill pen scratching the paper, the occasional flipping of the test paper, and one or two unconscious murmurs or coughs.

The invigilator used Mr. Stulusson's desk as the base to monitor the entire exam, which put him under a lot of pressure.

Three hours passed quickly, and the examiner collected the test papers.

"Director Stulusson, please wait."

Heimdall, who purposely moved slowly, responded quickly.

"After I hand in the papers, let's have dinner together." Leaving the examination room and ending the examination, the invigilator Stulusong changed back to Father Long.

The father and son walked out.

Ryan looked around at the door and saw Heimdall coming out to meet him hurriedly. He looked at Rommel cautiously and smiled, hesitant to speak.

"Don't mind me, as long as you don't speak ill of me." Rommel said with a smile.

Ryan smiled dryly, approached Heimdall and asked in a low voice, "How is it? Is it difficult?"

"It's not very difficult, but the content is very complicated, and the big questions are not the key content emphasized in the textbook." Just like the layout of the examination room, the examination questions of Heideggerach's basic screening examination are quite non-mainstream.

"What about you?" Heimdall asked Rian, noticing that his expression was not very good.

"The paper is so thick!" Rian compared it with his fingers, with a bitter expression on his face. "There are almost no extracurricular questions, all of which are what the professors pay attention to in class. The answers to each question are very long. I only did two more in three hours. I think I have nothing to hope for."

Li An is a handsome guy with beautiful handwriting, but usually he likes to talk about his writing speed, because he always likes to compare with Mr. Stulusson.Heimdall's writing speed is indeed fast, but it is based on sacrificing the font. The sketched things are like piles of straw balls. It is simply the new Oracle movement, and often only he can understand it.Moreover, Mr. Room Chief likes to use a shorthand quill, so handwriting must be at a disadvantage compared to his speed.

"Beauxbatons didn't come here to recruit a recorder. It doesn't matter if you write slowly, as long as you can write the previous questions correctly." Heimdall comforted him.

"I hope so." Rian sighed. "What about you?" Speaking of which, he glanced at Rommel.

"It's okay." Director Sturlusson decided not to hit his friend, but to keep a low profile, low profile. "Write everything that can be written, and leave everything that can't be written."

It's no different than not answering.Ryan was more open-minded. Anyway, they were not competing for the same school, and it was a good thing that Heimdall was chosen.

"Then it should win?!" Ryan was still very confident in his competitiveness.

Director Stulusson couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, he feels good to me.

"The wording is too ugly, and [-]% of the paper will be deducted!"

Heimdall's little face collapsed, and it turned out that Chairman Strulusson, who had eyes and ears, was waiting for him here.

It was not lunch time when they entered the cafeteria, and there were not many people in the cafeteria.Heimdall saw Mr. Hernando at a glance. Professor Lateri, who has been acting as an assistant recently, has classes in the morning. At this moment, Hernando is alone. He occupies a table for four people and is immersed in writing. What.

"Hello, Mr. Hernando." Heimdall went up to greet him.

"Oh, hello dear." Hernardo nodded briefly and glanced up at him. "finish exam?"

"Yes. How is our little eggshell today? Is there still no sign of breaking the shell?"

Hernando dropped the pen, and after greeting Rommel and Rian who came later, he stretched.

"The climate in the Durmstrang Mountains is extremely cold, and the shell breaking time will definitely increase accordingly. In addition, there is no female dragon..." Hernando picked up the information in front of him, glanced at it quickly, and threw it back. "If we raise them in captivity, we will put the dragon eggs in a container and put them on the fire. Although different dragons hatch at different times, there will not be too much time difference between before and after."

The dragon egg of the German school has clearly broken its shell, but it has no intention of continuing to break or come out of its shell. Past experience obviously does not apply here, because those are all based on the foundation of dragon breeding in the dragon's lair.

"Let's set it on the fire too." Rian said.

"I wanted to do the same, but Chirp's actions repeatedly thwarted my impulse," Hernando said. "If the Zhacha beasts think it's safer to put dragon eggs in hot water, I'm willing to wait forever, as long as your school doesn't send someone to chase me away."

"No, I will trouble you to take care of one or two when our dragon breeding permit is granted." Heimdall thought that Karkaroff would never drive Master Hernando out, not only without money, but Hernando His reputation is also one of the factors that the principal can't bear to give up.

"Are you so sure that the dragon breeding license will be approved?" Hernando deliberately dragged out his voice.

"Isn't it possible?" Heimdall turned pale with shock.

Hernando was blocked by his seemingly completely trusting eyes and shut his mouth, feeling like he had shot himself in the foot.

"I think your school should be able to get it." In fact, he wrote a letter yesterday to show off to the group of old guys, and he can see those old immortal faces with envy and hatred in his dreams.

Heimdall smiled, "Double happiness, double happiness."

"What other happy event?" Rian was puzzled. "Heidegger's report card won't come out until before the final exam."

"... Even if I am shameless, I still have this bit of self-knowledge." Heimdall's face was full of tolerance, and he was not as knowledgeable as he was.

Rommel's eyebrows twitched.

Director Sturluson's eyes lit up, "I received a letter from my lawyer this morning, and he told me that the Estonian Ministry of Magic agreed to my compensation claim." Perhaps among the dead things in the world, only brother Kong Fang can make him so tireless, Can't stop.

"How much will they give you?" Ryan asked curiously.

"I haven't talked about the details yet. I won't open my mouth like a lion. I'm not that kind of person!" Director Stulusson emphasized.

Except for the convinced face of Hernando who didn't understand his inner essence, Rommel and Rian curled their lips inwardly at the same time.

"Sturlusson, do you want to be my assistant during the summer vacation? I'll take you to see rare animals." Hernando said enthusiastically.

"I'm afraid not," Heimdall shook his head. "I'm going to work during the summer vacation, which is related to my job after graduation." He couldn't let go of any opportunity to show himself in front of the boss, not to mention the case of his pen pal, the investigation of that case took a long time, so long , is still under investigation, it can be seen that it is either obstructed, or the people and things involved are too complicated.

Heimdall thinks that he can't miss such a good learning opportunity. He doesn't know when the next time will be. It's hard to pray that there are all false, false and injustice cases waiting to be reversed in the wizarding prison, right? !No wonder the Estonian Ministry of Magic finally compromised and was willing to pay compensation. It is estimated that they have no energy to deal with other things and are planning to use money to eliminate disasters.

Hernando shook his head in disappointment, Heimdall just smiled, looking helpless.

After dinner, Carlo and Leon haven't come yet.A strange owl sent a letter. This owl is very beautiful, but also a little arrogant. Heimdall picked up a small biscuit from the table, and the owl turned its head in disdain. It flapped its wings and hovered over the heads of everyone. In a circle, flew out.

Heimdall shrugged and opened the letter. The sender was Lacarlini Jr., and the first few words of greetings after going out, the main body of the letter had the same meaning: Are you okay?

Heimdall was confused, and Lacarini Jr. even invited him to Italy during the summer vacation, implying that he was invited to relax. Director Sturluson looked confused.

Rommel put down his glass and said to him, "There is something I want to tell you..."

Heimdall temporarily put aside the letter in his hand and the confusion in his heart, and looked at his father wholeheartedly.

It's a pity that Rommel didn't have time to continue talking. Carlo rushed like a locomotive, and a magazine fell heavily on the table in front of Heimdall with a "snap". Heimdall looked surprised.

"what happened?"

"Look!" Carlo's eyes widened.

Rommel's eyes quickly scanned the rows of eye-catching headlines on the cover of the magazine, and picked up the cup again.

Carlo's apprentice, Xiaopangdun, was obviously not as flexible as his master, so he came running up now, looking like a meatball moving in a straight line at a uniform speed from a distance.After the little fat pier stopped, panting, he took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat, his fair face flushed.

"What magazine is this?" Heimdall flipped through it, and it was still in English.

"My apprentice has a way to get the English version of wizarding magazines that are only published in Egypt." Carlo was proud, but his expression changed immediately, "I'm not here to tell you this, turn to page 11 soon!"

Heimdall flipped through the book as he said, and huge distorted English letters jumped out and lay across the center of the page. Then they flickered vigorously a few times, and the letters changed from gold to red. When the bright red font suddenly shrank to the size of the text, the entire page It really comes out to the reader.

Another illegitimate child.

Heimdall was not surprised, but the face of the rumored heroine made him a little puzzled.

"Is this report overdue? This child's mother has appeared before..."

"This is the key. It can be regarded as a follow-up report to the original one." Carlo sat down and squeezed away Ryan who was paying attention to the development of the situation. "There are pictures and truth!"

Heimdall glanced at other pictures, and one of them showed Victor. Although he looked very low-key, Heimdall still recognized him at a glance.They seem to have met at the entrance of a wizard bar. From the angle of the reporter's shooting, the posture of the two seems very ambiguous.They talked for a while, and the woman lowered her head and wiped her tears, unable to see Victor's face clearly. Then, Victor stretched out his hand, as if wrapping his arms around the woman's shoulders, and the two walked into the bar together.

This photo ends here.

The next few photos are sneak shots of the two in the store from an extremely concealed and extremely distant angle. They are sitting in the innermost couple booth, not sitting side by side, facing each other, and soon, their heads gradually approach , as if forehead to forehead across the table... In the photo in the back, Victor is holding the child, who looks like a two or three-year-old boy.

Heimdall lifted the magazine and slammed it on the table with force, and there was a sharp collision sound, which startled the surrounding students.

"It's okay, it's okay, slippery hands." Carlo jumped up to appease the dissatisfaction of the crowd.

"My child..." Carlo leaned closer to see Heimdall's face, and carefully worded his words. "A-Actually, this is just a report, not necessarily true. If there is no such magazine, I don't know. European mainstream and non-mainstream media do not have reports on this aspect. Maybe it is fabricated out of thin air, true or false, False and true are nothing new in gossip news."

"It could also be the two reporters in Watergate."

"What do you mean?" Carlo was at a loss, what Watergate incident?

"Just ask Krum directly."

Carlo screamed "Ah", shaking his fingers and said, "When did you come out?"

Leon gave him a white look, "I came with you."

When Carlo was in a daze, Heimdall had already taken out the magic mirror.

"Here is the head of the experimental research laboratory, Strulusson, calling for Krum of the Vulcan team, calling for Krum of the Vulcan team."

Carlo screamed again.

Heimdall glared at him, and he stammered, "No, it's nothing... please continue." I didn't expect Heimdall to be so direct.Shrinking his neck, he sat back beside Heimdall, took out his little book, and did not forget to give his apprentice a look before taking out the book. The little chubby dun understood, and sat down and took out the book, with a tacit understanding.

Chief Sturluson called three times, but the Krum player on the other side still didn't show up.He put the mirror on the table, and as soon as the bottom of the mirror touched the table, light shone on the mirror, and Heimdall picked up the mirror again.

Victor's face appeared on the mirror, 【What's the matter, baby?miss me? ] Heimdall stared at him, and when he heard him say this again, his heart almost dropped to the point of his throat.

"Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Victor's confusion is very obvious, [What should I have...] His brows and eyes froze, as if he had thought of something.

Heimdall's expression suddenly became gloomy, and he didn't even realize it.

The friends around swallowed nervously.

Victor sighed, 【Did you hear something? 】

"Well, I read a report just now."

[Bulgarian? ] Victor grunted quickly.

"No, Egyptian publications in English."

Victor couldn't help laughing when he heard it, [I see, what do you want to ask? ] "Isn't that your child?"

【of course not! 】

Heimdall completely relaxed, but the Carlos over there quit. They jumped up and shouted that they can't win people's trust with just one-sided words, and they want evidence!

【You have condemned me based on only one side of the magazine, why don’t you believe me when I say it’s not? 】 Carlo choked, the enemy is too cruel.

"But we have evidence, photos, text, the evidence is conclusive, you just confess, you are a man, we understand!"

This... is to induce a confession...

[Only the news provided by the magazine is called conclusive evidence?You can find a third party to prove that what the magazine reported is true. By then, I will have nothing to say. 】Carol and the others looked bitter, and the little chubby saw the look on the master's face, and decided to keep silent.

Heimdall laughed, took the mirror and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

[Alas... our family is in a mess...] The master sighed. 【Rig dear, it would be great if you ran over to comfort me immediately, I really need you. ] Rommel, who had been pretending to be deaf and dumb, coughed a few times to prove his existence.

Heimdall smirked twice, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that Carlo and the others pretended to be busy but stretched their ears, quickly covered the mirror, ran to a corner where there was no one and sat down.

Carlo, who was beating his chest and feet, was left behind.

Heimdall was sure that they would not come over, so he turned back to continue the topic just now.

"Is that lady your friend?" He could only think of this possibility. There are many examples of people of the opposite sex being misunderstood when they meet.As for why the photo is so ambiguous, it may be that the angle was deliberately chosen during the shooting, in order to create a topic of sensationalism, which some gossip media love to do.

There is a Brokeback Mountain in every man, and a Rita Skeeter in every gossip reporter.

【...He is my father's friend. 】

Heimdall narrowed his eyes and was silent for a moment, "...I hope I misunderstood. I'm sorry if I misunderstood, Prodi and her?"

Victor gave a short smile, and of course it wasn't a pretty smile.

[I thought I would never have a biological brother or sister in my life. 】 Victor pouted. 【Rig, I have a younger brother, and that boy is my father's child. ] Heimdall was speechless for a while.

"...Does Anna know?"

[Got it, the child has been taken home, everyone in our family knows about it. ] "You went to get it? I saw a picture of you holding the child."

[What kind of photos did those reporters take?Not only my father and I went there that day, Daisy and Vidin also went, but none of these were photographed? 】"Unfortunately, no, only you and that legendary child, his mother, and the 'love crystallization' cultivated with great difficulty by hiding from the grumpy, bad-tempered, and stalking Stulusson who loves to eat vinegar. '."

[That's what they wrote about you? !damn it! 】The old man was furious.

Heimdall felt that he was a bit crooked, "That kid?"

[The lady traded the boy and my father for a large sum of Galleons, got rid of the burden, and went to experience a new life happily.In her words, she is still young, and the money is enough for her to go where she wants to go and buy what she wants to buy. ] Heimdall was speechless again.

"May I ask, how did she know your father?"

[She is a barmaid. One day, my father entered the top three in a fishing competition. He was happy to buy someone a drink. When he woke up, something had already happened... Anyway, the process of this kind of thing is similar.The lady said that she had seen my father more than once, and she had already investigated it, which means she had premeditated it.You know our family member Ding Buwang, she is very good at taking advantage of loopholes.The child was a pureblood, and my grandmother had my father bring it back. ] In other words, you plan to let the children recognize their ancestors?

[My grandmother asked me to identify the child. 】

Heimdall was stunned for nearly three seconds before he was sure that he had heard correctly.

"What?!"

[The grandmother told me that if I recognized the child by my name, she would stop meddling in our affairs. 】Victor smiled slightly, with a hint of helplessness on his face, after all, it was the grandmother who brought him up.

Looking for someone to carry on the family line in a disguised form?It's ridiculous!

"You didn't agree, did you?"

[No, I told her very clearly that even now she can't take care of our affairs. ] "...Is she mad?"

Victor nodded, then sighed again.

"Anna..."

[Oh, wait. 】Victor’s head disappeared for a while, and when he came back, he immediately said to him: 【My mother told me just now that she wanted to live in Mumian Ancient Town for a while, and I let her live in the Goblin Hotel. Do you think it’s okay? ] "That's the house you borrowed, so naturally it's up to you to decide."

[You agreed? 】

"Yes, yes, there is no problem at all... Is she with you?"

Victor did not speak, as Anna's face appeared in the mirror.

[Hi Lige, thank you for agreeing to let me live temporarily, I will find a good house and move out as soon as possible. ] "No, no, it's nothing, it's a house rented by Victor, you can live as long as you want, it's all right."

Anna laughed, it didn't seem unusual to look at it this way, but the facial nerves of a person have a strong concealing function.

After a while, Victor reappeared.

【Thank you Baby. 】

"No, we are with each other." He has given up emphasizing repeatedly that the house has nothing to do with him. Although it is only a rented house, Victor still regards it as their home—temporary.

"Is it okay for Anna to be alone? Is she accompanied by elves? I'll let Hina take care of her."

Thinking of his mother's frail physique, Victor was worried about letting her live alone.

【She only told Daisy when she went out. Neither my father nor my grandmother knew about it. She left in a hurry and only brought some personal things,” Victor said. 【Honey, please let Xina go to visit often, and thank Xina for me. ] "I will pass it on."

"I'll send an elf."

Heimdall and Victor in the mirror were stunned at the same time. Heimdall turned his head and saw his father standing behind him as if nothing had happened, with a calm and calm expression on his face. He didn't know how long he had been listening.

"I'll send a house elf, so don't worry about it." Rommel smiled gently at his son.