HP's Foreign Land

Heimdall quickly said goodbye to the master and put away the mirror.

"You already know?" Is this what Rommel wanted to tell him just now?

"In fact, the English-language publication in Egypt is not the first media to publish this news."

"The Icelandic gossip magazine also reported it?" Heimdall thought of the letter from Lacarlini Jr., and it seems that the Italian gossip has also been involved.

"With the status of Krum's family in Bulgaria, as long as they want to block news, the local media dare not challenge their family's authority, but they can't control other countries."

That lady had been on the cover of gossip magazines a few times before, and those gossips all suggested that she had an affair with Victor, so people took her for granted this time, compared to Victor's father With an extra grandson, Victor's illegitimate child seems more acceptable, and perhaps Mrs. Kroom would prefer to see such an outcome.

Heimdall sighed, "I only found out today, if it wasn't for Carlo..."

Although Director Strulusson usually reads newspapers, before the exam, apart from eating, drinking, and sleeping, he devoted the rest of his time to textbooks and class notes. He didn't read extracurricular books, let alone gossip magazines.

Heimdall followed Rommel back to the seat just now. Carlo stared at his back and couldn't see the slightest reason, so he stared at the letter from La Carlini Jr. on the table, looking hopeful, It seems that in the next second, we can see the essence through the phenomenon.

As soon as Heimdall came back, he immediately slid his fat torso and squeezed past.

"Sorry, I can't tell you, this is the privacy of the Krum family." Heimdall shook his head apologetically.

Carlo sighed, but Heimdall was determined, so he had to open the magazine and study it line by line.

Heimdall picked up Lacarlini's letter, put it back, and decided to wait until after the exam in the afternoon. When he picked up the book, he carefully glanced at Rommel, who was sipping tea.

"Dad, what's the test this afternoon?" I looked around for a while. "I won't tell anyone!"

Rommel pushed back his head that was always focused on himself, "I'll find out in the afternoon."

The practical exam in the afternoon is divided into two parts, the first part is about Charms, and the second part is about Potions.

Candidates suddenly had a bad feeling. According to this arrangement, there must be at least six exams in the three-day practical exam? !This is really a big blow to students who have fixed their goals on three subjects.Three of the five candidates chose to give it a try, and fixed the scope of guessing questions on the three subjects that seemed to have the highest hit rate. Unexpectedly, Heideggerach did not take an unusual path.

The specific operations of Charms will be drawn on the spot, and potions will be tested to identify the raw materials of potions, that is, you don't need to light the stove to fly water at all.

Director Sturlusson finished the afternoon subjects, and the process went smoothly.He got the color-changing magic in Transfiguration by lottery in Charms, and there are no certain requirements for color-changing, so Heimdall turned a walnut cup into milky white, and it was still a white that varied from deep to light. See It looks a bit like abstract latte art on espresso.

The Potions School got the Polyjuice Potion, and it took a lot of trouble to find out the ingredients needed to make the Polyjuice Potion. Heideggerak was a bad old man, and he mixed similar ingredients together. Heimdall was in a hurry when he didn't find all the ingredients. For a while, if he hadn't firmly relied on the idea of ​​dawdling in the examination room until the last second, he might not have discovered Heideggerach's cunning and despicableness.

The next morning, when I was about to walk into the cafeteria, I saw a school-wide announcement from the Student Union posted on the bulletin board next to the gate. In order to attract attention, the four thumbtacks on the color-changing parchment were dazzled. Heimdall noticed the magic because of the bursts of colorful lights, and he walked over quickly.Students of all grades were crowded in front of the notice board.

Principal Karkaroff will hold a school meeting at noon today. He asked all the students to squeeze out half an hour from their lunch break. At the same time, the principal also notified the professors, asking them not to procrastinate.However, there was not a single word left about the reason for the meeting, and the students looked at each other in blank dismay, talking a lot.

Heimdall wondered for a while, then thought about the little eggshell, could it be about the fire-breathing dragon?

He walked into the cafeteria and just sat down when Carlo ran over with a mysterious expression on his face.

"Is it related to the dragon? I said why Mr. Hernando stayed here. The chirping beast is second, and the fire-breathing dragon is the protagonist."

"Didn't the principal refute the rumors before?"

The report of the German school's fire-breathing dragon only appeared in the newspaper once, and was quickly suppressed.Considering the emotions of the teachers and students of the German school, as well as worrying that they would panic because of the fire-breathing dragon, Karkaroff had been very strong before saying that there was absolutely no such thing.However, there are still some students who are skeptical about this, because they don't know where the fire-breathing dragon is.

The school has been rippling in the infinite reverie of whether there is a dragon or not.

Putting all these aside, he cheered up and finished the written test in the morning. Heimdall, his three friends and all the students in the school had a meal in the cafeteria before rushing to the auditorium.

Mr. Principal has arrived, standing on a high podium and watching the students swarming in. The students found that Mr. Principal's eyes are particularly bright and energetic, although Karkaroff is usually very vigorous.

"Why are you looking at me? Hurry up and find a seat!"

He didn't get scolded for wasting time, and he was actually kind and pleasant. The students shuddered. The principal is too abnormal today.

When all the professors were seated, Karkaroff turned his head and winked at Katenin, and then said loudly, "Professors and students, I am honored to announce that Durmstrang College We have obtained the Dragon Breeding License from the International Federation of Wizards, which has been signed and approved by six departments, and starting today, we have dragons in our school!"

There was a moment of silence below, and then the audience was in an uproar.The professors who didn't know were dumbfounded.

"You lied to me..." Carlo looked at Heimdall with tears in his eyes.

"I'm not the principal, what did I lie to you?"

Carlo bit his handkerchief, "You didn't even hint at him just now."

"That's the principal's job. I can't compete with him. I'm a student, so I must abide by my duties as a student."

Carlo waved his hand, forget it, stop talking to him, we have a broad mind.

Karkaroff patiently waited for the buzzing discussion below to subside naturally, instead of being artificially suppressed as before.It can be seen that the principal enjoyed this process very much. His eyes followed the expressions of the students below, and he got great satisfaction from their faces.

Being able to obtain the license to breed dragons is an unprecedented feat in the history of the German school, and Karkaroff increasingly feels that his path as a headmaster is glorious and far-reaching.Maybe I can hang a portrait in the principal's corridor in the future and point fingers at the up-and-comers, and they still have to listen... In short, the principal's YY journey is getting more and more exciting.

"...Dragon, isn't that scary?!" Some students couldn't help screaming.

Karkaroff twitched his regularly shaking eyebrows due to his imaginative efforts, and stared at the maker of the discordant voice with unusual displeasure.

"Is there a problem? Um...Mr. Basescu?"

The second-year student instantly became the focus of everyone's attention. He shrank his neck and muttered, "Dragon, dragon is scary..."

"Speak up! Mr. Basescu!"

The second grade jumped up all of a sudden, "Charizard is scary! I'm scared!"

In fact, he uttered the voices of students with similar thoughts at the same time, and the buzzing discussion sounded again.

"Quiet!" Karkaroff no longer had the demeanor he was willing to tolerate just now, and he said in a long and deliberate tone: "If you think that Durmstrang, who has obtained the license to breed dragons, cannot To ensure the safety of teachers and students at the school, if you think your personal safety will be seriously threatened, then you can leave Durmstrang."

The second grade was tongue-tied.

"Please rest assured," Karkaroff showed an amiable smile. "I will never write any bad comments on your school file. You don't have to worry that these comments will be used by other magic schools as a reason to reject you. I can guarantee it with my reputation."

"...Does the principal have credibility?" Carlo blurted out.

Ryan blinked, "I think our principal has a good reputation."

When the others thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was the case. Their principal Karkaroff always insisted on doing what he said, and he never had a bad record of going back and forth in handling school affairs.

It's just... I don't know why, the principal can easily give people the illusion of bad conduct.

"Any other questions?" Karkaroff said.

The second grader was completely dumbfounded, he was about to be expelled from school, what else could he have a problem with?He sat down with a gray face, and the expression on his face was a mixture of panic and bewilderment, as well as a hint of anger.

"Any other students have questions? I can also provide you with an excellent or above principal's review."

This is a real threat, and everyone shook their heads peacefully.

Karkaroff smiled, and the splendor of a spring flower reappeared.

"From the next school year, our school will introduce elective courses on the protection of magical creatures focusing on the fire-breathing dragon and the chirping beast. In the class on the protection of magical creatures, the understanding and learning of these two animals will be increased accordingly. Maybe Those large magical creature research institutes will also come to our school regularly to give lectures, everyone should study hard, win honor for the school, and don't hold back everyone and the school."

The last sentence is the focus of the whole paragraph. The students actively expressed their willingness to unite closely around the German school centered on Professor Karkaroff, to strengthen their beliefs, to forge ahead, and to build a unique protection of magical creatures with the characteristics of charizard raising. Classes, thoroughly implement the principal's guidelines, effectively respond to various lectures and challenges of large research institutions, and promote Durmstrang College to a new historical stage.

The students thought that what Karkaroff said at the meeting was just to scare people. Unexpectedly, the sophomore who was humiliated in public wrote a letter back the day after the meeting. His parents came to the school on the third day Pick up.

This matter is not over yet, and then two more students were forcibly taken away from the school by their parents, and it seems that they will never come back.

Unless the school sends that fire-breathing dragon away.

The second grade who was the first to leave left in such a hurry that none of the students in the same grade realized that he had disappeared without a trace along with the messy knick-knacks on the bedside table in the bedroom. He also disappeared. According to the roommate in the same dormitory, this child is not very gregarious.

The two first graders who were picked up later were much more earth-shattering than that senior brother. When their parents came to pick them up, they hugged the bedposts desperately, were forcibly dragged out of the room, and dragged on to the handrail of the stairs, and then went to the sofa in the common room , tables, carpets...until the unbearable parents magically tied them into rice dumplings and moved them out of the dormitory tower.

When they left, they cried loudly, and the shrill cries could be heard from far away, which made the atmosphere of the whole school extremely dull that afternoon.Later, an insider broke the news that the three junior graders were all Romanians. The second grader who left school at first had a relative who seemed to be an official of the Romanian Ministry of Magic.

There is still room for practice when transferring from the first and second grades. When you are promoted to the third grade, what you have learned is fixed, and you get used to the teaching mode of the German school. It may be much more difficult to adapt to other schools.Perhaps the parents of the three children also had the awareness of this, so they dared to be so straightforward, and there was no slightest trouble in the third grade or above.

"Perhaps the principal still thinks they're spies," Carlo whispered to his friends. "It's just right that they're gone."

"What's a good spy? We have a license to raise dragons, which is legal. Even if they really transfer the information to Romania, will it be useful? Can the Romanian Ministry of Magic still send people to snatch it?" Heimdall I think his state adjustment is a bit weird.

"When can we see the dragon?" Rian's expression has been dreamy since he knew about it.

One of the biggest wishes of the little handsome guy in his life is to sit on the back of a dragon and stand on the back of a dragon.Leon said that he was poisoned by his girlfriend's love novels, and he only thought of unrealistic things, unless an experienced dragon trainer, let alone an ordinary wizard, let alone riding a dragon, it would be difficult to get close.

That's a Charizard, not a Fire Salamander.

"I don't know when the shell will break..." Heimdall muttered.

Unable to hold back, Carol's eyes and ears were sharp, and he quickly cast a lightning-like glance.

"I doubt you know everything. Where is the dragon? What does it look like? Male or female? How big is the dragon egg..."

"Wait, wait, which one do you want me to answer first?"

"I want you to answer them all at once."

Heimdall stared at Carlo lifelessly, and Carlo was fearless.

"... Isn't that your apprentice? What is he doing?"

Carlo turned his head, but Director Sturlusson didn't lie to him, but his apprentice was happily eating chicken thighs, Carlo turned his head quickly, and Director Sturlusson had disappeared.

Mr. Jones beat his chest and stamped his feet.

The three-day exam soon became a thing of the past, and in the following time, the whole school was filled with excitement brought about by the news of raising dragons legally, and everyone seemed very excited.

Since Hernando knew that the secret had been officially exposed, he rarely showed up in cafeterias and other crowded places. This old man is also experienced and knows how to prevent problems before they happen.Professor Ladiri became the favorite professor surrounded by students. Everyone kept talking about fire-breathing dragons, male and female males and females in two sentences, and always repeated the same old tune in the last sentence. Where is the dragon breeding base built?

In order to ensure the safety of both the students and the fire-breathing dragon, Karkaroff did not intend to disclose the specific location, and visitors from foreign institutions could only bypass the hanging corridor outside the German school through a secret passage.

After Hernando's repeated provocations, his old buddies finally couldn't bear it and decided to see it for themselves. Karkaroff showed a good speech, and crossed out the to-do items in his hand one by one - among them Including requests for visits from the International Dragon Breeding Association, the Romanian Ministry of Magic, and the Management Committee for the Study of Magical Creatures.

The next day, Hernando's group of friends, who are also one of the world's top researchers of magical creatures, arrived in Durmstrang together. They were warmly received by the principal of the German school.

The old guys can't stay idle, and they don't like to be hypocritical. Under the leadership of Hernando, they took a circle around the Chacha Beast Valley. They were very cautious and didn't rush in. Years of experience told them that animals are more sensitive than humans. , must be drawn slowly.

Three hours later, they returned to Katenen's office with brisk steps. The smiles on their faces were mixed with happiness and excitement. The two principals expressed their sincere admiration for their stamina and physical fitness beyond their age.

After the old guys sat down, they gradually felt tired. They were all a little dull, and their eyelids were drooping. They were not young girls and boys, and their bodies couldn't stand it after they relaxed and relaxed only by their excited nerves.

"We took a closer look at the outskirts of the Chacha Beast Valley," a short and fat old man took out a small book, on which were densely drawn the places he had inspected, and his fingers moved slowly on these pictures. "There is water, there are stones, there are trees... The most important thing is that you have hot springs here. The dense vegetation in the Zhacha Beast Valley is also due to the nourishment of hot springs. If the hot springs are used, maybe we can build a fire-breathing dragon. Fantastic Beast Biosphere."

Katenin looked thoughtful after hearing this.

"...I don't quite understand what you mean," Karkaroff said in confusion. "Can you make it simpler?"

The fat old man didn't mind, being able to get so close to the real fire-breathing dragon and the legendary extinct chirping beast - even though he hadn't seen it with his own eyes - he was already delighted and merciful.

"In other words, I hope that your school can introduce species."

Katenin looked at Karkarov and faced the fat old man, "Mr. Mursi means to let us release wild magical animals in the pine forest and the outskirts of the Chacha Valley, and expand the types and numbers of wild animals. What do you mean? Bar?"

"Basically correct," Morsi said. "Introducing species requires long-term planning and strong psychological preparation, because it is not easy to do, and the possibility of failure is far greater than success. We must look for animals and plants that can adapt here. If we cannot find them, we can only Take the trouble to introduce it again and again until they get used to it completely."

"Sounds complicated." Karkaroff struggled. "Is there no one-and-done solution?"

"When people move to a new house, at least they have to adapt to the new house and the new environment, so that a species can take root in a certain place, no," the fat old man shook his head firmly. "There is no one-and-done solution, these are life, we have to be patient."

Patience is nothing to Karkaroff. He has it. The problem is that he is afraid that he will fail before he has achieved results. According to this researcher, it seems that it has been only a beginning for ten or eight years. In case he It's up, wouldn't it be cheaper for the principal behind?

"Maybe we can find it in the mountains of Durmstrang," said Hernando. "This mountainous area is so big, is there only one hot spring valley? Maybe there are similar special small environments in other places, and maybe there are rich flora and fauna."

After Hernando's reminder, everyone's eyes lit up, and they quickly decided to start the screening from the mountains, and the old guys ran away without waiting for Karkaroff to finish his entanglement.Based on the responsibility of the host, Katenen went with them, mainly to guide the unfamiliar old men and prevent them from getting lost in the ancient mountainous area.

Karkaroff was sitting in an empty room, holding a cup of steaming tea, wondering in his heart, if he really found it, would he be able to see the result with his eyes closed?

The author has something to say:

There is a mistake to be corrected, about the oolong in the name.

VK's father's name is: Plov Krum

I confused him with the name of the former principal, Beto Prodi. I checked, and there were 27 places in the fifth grade where Plov was typed as Prodi. It has been changed in the computer. hello, sorry.