HP's Foreign Land

After walking on the bridge for about ten minutes, the buildings on Golden Shell Island that seemed to pierce the sky looked down on them like a rock behind the layers of tall vegetation.Like thick stone pillars, rising from the sea level, it is like a ritual, lingering with the mystery of foreign countries.The white exterior wall emits a pearl-like radiance in the blue sky and blue sea. It is not as clear as diamonds, but not as gorgeous as gemstones. Its magnificence will only shine at the right time.For example, right now, inlaid on the cool-toned blue-green, the warm-toned light surrounds the towering silhouette, and the golden lines weave the frames of the buildings, eye-catching but not dazzling.

The children on the bridge and on the boat were excited, and the architectural complex of the main teaching building was beyond their imagination.But as the distance got closer, the exuberant interest showed a turning point.

Rows of high and low towers are scattered, and the towers are connected by several suspension bridges in the shape of stairs. They move up and down between the towers, sometimes parallel and sometimes inclined, sometimes to the right and sometimes to the left, like an escalator in a magical world.Only outsiders would think that such a design is novel and bold, and the faces of the exchange students turned pale in unison, losing the excitement they had just eager to try.

Tallness seems to be the ultimate pursuit of Heideggerak, perhaps because of the environment, surrounded by the sea, and watchtowers are indispensable; or perhaps inheriting the traditional aesthetics of the Nordic wizarding world, most of the buildings here are in the form of tall towers.The dormitory buildings arranged like a trident on the gray shell island seem to imply a deep meaning that outsiders cannot understand, and the teaching buildings on the golden shell island are also refreshing.

Saying goodbye to Golden Shell Harbor, and waiting for the other two students who "got the wrong way" to return to the team, the group set foot on the path with sparse flowers and trees, occasionally seeing small flying animals passing under the treetops and disappearing in deeper and farther places.The sound of the gurgling stream sounded, and everyone watched with great interest a clear stream flowing slowly from west to east. Professor Nansen led everyone onto an exquisite stone bridge, and the Dingdong stream gradually disappeared among the flowers behind him.

Does this island have fresh water?When crossing the stone bridge, Heimdall took a few more glances. The water was very shallow and clear, and he could clearly see the beautiful pebbles at the bottom of the stream. The shoals on both sides of the stream were also covered with smooth stones the size of pigeon eggs.

Professor Nansen stopped next to a tall road sign. The stacked and criss-crossed road signs indicated that the main teaching building was located straight ahead, and there were other points to pastures, greenhouses, and open-air herb gardens, which were located in different directions.The children looked up at the street signs one after another. Seeing that the goal of increasing their attention had been achieved, Professor Nansen led them to move on.

The entrance of the main teaching building is a huge tower, which is also the first of the three main towers in the front, middle and back of the tower group.Its function is similar to the entrance of a castle-like school building, where there is a foyer, a large hall, and stairs leading to the upper floors or to other towers.

Passing through a wall gallery, the flowers, plants and trees in the painting seem to be bathed in the breeze, gently stretching their branches, and the magical animals unique to Northern Europe fly past in the painting from time to time, and the children chatter about the scenery and animals in the painting.The gallery has left and right exits, the left leads to the stairs, and the right leads to the auditorium and kitchen.

Orientation at Heideggerach is usually held in the Great Hall in Tower [-], where the school cafeteria is also located.

The exchange students did not meet a single student from Heideggerack on the way, because the students of the school had already gathered in the auditorium, and the introduction work for the newly admitted students had also been completed.The arrival of the exchange students coincided with the next major task of this year's orientation meeting.

"Children, let us welcome the new friends who are about to join the Heideggerach family." A hoarse but soft voice sounded, and an elderly witch stood behind the rostrum, and her kind smile stabilized the exchange. fluctuating emotions.

There was warm applause in the auditorium, and the students of Heideggerach looked curiously at the strange faces who walked in in an orderly manner.

Under the leadership of Professor Nansen, everyone sat in the front row on the far right.

When he sat down, Heimdall looked at the long table behind the rostrum. After a brief scan, there were a few empty seats. No one knew him, and his father Rommel was not among them.Dad is the honorary principal, and it doesn't matter whether he attends the orientation meeting or not. Just like Professor Katenen, he basically does whatever he wants except that he attends the substitute class more frequently.I heard that Rommel had only attended one orientation meeting before, and that was when Heideggerach was first established, so it made no sense to break the routine for himself this year.

The arrangement of the seats in the auditorium reminds people of a church. The long black tabletop is polished and shiny. The row of wooden chairs under the buttocks are in the shape of a trapezoid, with exquisite patterns carved on both ends, matching the tabletop. It is a bit hard but not comfortable not feeling well.The square bricks on the ground are large, with a light blue-gray color, and there are thin gold lines embedded in the gaps between the bricks. The words Heideggerach are painted in the center of each brick, and there is a circle of bluegrass for decoration around it.

A huge round candle lamp hangs from the ceiling above the head, with dense golden chains hanging on it. The golden chains hang down like tassels. At the end of each chain is a golden shell, which is conjured up by magic from time to time. The light wind blows, making a crisp and pleasant friction sound.

Just as Heimdall was looking at the decorative pillars carved with human faces on the wall, the witch behind the rostrum spoke again.

"In addition to the addition of new friends this school year, the school has also made new adjustments to the professors."

The students of Heideggerach, who were a little absent-minded, immediately stood up and tightened their stomachs, and the atmosphere in the auditorium changed.

"Is this talking witch the principal?" Jeanne, who was seated next to Heimdall, looked at the gray-haired witch and asked in a low voice.

"That's Professor Järwei, Pia Järwei, the headmaster of Heidegerack." Heimdall also replied in a very low voice.

Jeanna nodded, not making a fuss about the female headmaster, and Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was headed by a female headmaster.

"Professor Ford wants to dedicate the rest of his life to his family, so from this school year, Advanced Potions will be taken over by Professor Andrew Lange."

A crack appeared in a row of relief pillars behind the rostrum, which turned into a door. The door opened, and Lange walked out through the door.

There was a burst of applause from the audience, welcoming the professor to join.

Lange's gaze quickly swept across the stage, and he bowed slightly, walking towards the professor's long table.

The biggest difference between Heideggerk School of Magic and other magic schools in terms of curriculum arrangement is that there are two levels, the first to fourth grades are the lower grades, and the fifth to seventh grades are the upper grades, so every course in Heideggerac is compulsory. There are two professors in the class, who are the teachers of the lower grades and the upper grades respectively.

When Professor Jerway introduced Andrew Lange, he used the term "advanced potion science", explaining that the fifth to seventh grades would be Lange's teaching objects.

"In addition, I regret to tell you that our Professor Bengtsen's limb pain caused by magic damage has made him unbearable. Professor Bengtsen was admitted to the Wizarding Hospital after the exams in the last school year and is currently undergoing medical treatment. Careful care from professional therapists," Professor Jerway paused, smiling at the lonely students in the audience. "Mr. Raccarini will be Professor of Junior Astronomy at our school and let us welcome Professor Lenato Raccarini."

Led by the principal, the auditorium once again burst into applause.

Heimdall looked at little Lacarini's benevolent look, and clapped his hands every now and then.Little Lacarinit shook hands with the professors behind the long table and said hello one by one, and the smile on his face was bright as if he had been convulsed by magic.Fortunately, Heimdall was teaching junior astronomy, otherwise it would have been hard to imagine myself in his class, Li Xiaoge in Mr. Stulusson's heart shouted long live Merlin.

"I believe that everyone is very concerned about the situation of elective courses this school year. The main elective courses of this school year continue the arrangement of the previous school year, and the secondary electives have undergone a new screening. Two courses have been eliminated and one has been added." The principal bought here deliberately Closed. "The two compulsory electives that have been eliminated can be seen on the notice board in the foyer. Next, I will focus on introducing a minor elective that has been added this school year. You must be wondering why it is so solemn... um, Let me first explain the name of this elective course "History of the Wizarding Movement", and let us welcome Professor Victor Krum."

The lingering sound of Professor Järwei echoed in the auditorium. After the initial shock, the students in the audience couldn't help but look at each other, and the exchange students who didn't have so much sense of substitution whispered and whispered.

This professor's name sounds familiar...

Krum?His name is also Victor Krum?

Same name and last name?

Until the well-known face of Victor Krum appeared in front of everyone, and raised the corner of his mouth to give them a slight nod, as if pressing the play button, everyone was in an uproar.Immediately afterwards, crisp applause sounded, and other students began to applaud belatedly. The students still hadn't woken up from the shock.

As for the exchange students, they couldn't hide their envy and hatred. Heideggerach could actually invite Krum. What kind of personality is this? !Even the other professors behind the professor's long table couldn't help but look sideways.

In the corner of the exchange student's seat, Mr. Stulusson's small mouth has not been able to close since just now. He stared at the stage and obviously entered the role, and the professor-style master was stunned.

"Isn't that your boyfriend?" Jeanna shook Heimdall's arm excitedly, as if the master was her boyfriend. "Aren't you happy?" Jeanna looked at Director Sturluson with a look of bitterness and hatred in puzzlement.

"...I just can't accept the gap in status for a while." Although Victor should be the elder in terms of seniority, after being a classmate for so many years, the concept of elders has become blurred.Boyfriends, of course, belong to the same generation.Unexpectedly, he suddenly became a professor, and he had a higher starting point than himself, and Director Strulusson was entangled.In his heart, the title of professor is at the same level as his father or grandpa. The younger one is the father's level, and the older one is the grandfather's level.

Jeanna was still puzzled, "In the same school, you spend more time together, don't you like it?"

"I've never dreamed of falling in love with my professor in my life."

Jeanna chuckled, "It's not fair for you to say that. You were lovers before Krum became a professor. You can't blame him for this reason. I think he is willing to come here as a professor. It is probably because of you."

Heimdall said in surprise, "You seem to be very clear."

"He is Duncan's best friend. I am no stranger to him, and Duncan has said a lot about you."

It must not be a good thing.Heimdall didn't answer, refusing to know what Duncan had said about them.

"Please be quiet, everyone." Professor Jerway waited for a while and began to maintain order on the scene.

The students in Heideggerach quickly quieted down. It could be seen that Principal Järwei was very prestigious in the school.

"Professor Niinisto was attacked by a local highly poisonous plant when he was looking for some kind of magic plant in Latvia at the end of July. Although he escaped fortunately, his health was also affected. Fully recovered. When Professor Niinisto needs to go to the wizard hospital to receive systematic treatment, Professor Krum will take over from Professor Niinistuo as the teacher of Advanced Herbology."

Professor Järwei's words completely rejected Heimdall's expectation of not calling Professor Krum. He may not take the history of the wizarding movement as an elective, but he cannot allow himself to "return to the light" to the fourth grade, Advanced Herbology Learn it anyway.

The students were already numb at the moment, they clapped their hands symbolically, looked at the principal helplessly, and thought to themselves if there is anything more shocking, you can come together.

After the orientation meeting, the students talked a lot, and none of them chose to leave.The house elves served hot tea and snacks under the instruction of the headmaster, and the professors also enjoyed the same treatment.

Some children looked at the professor's long table from time to time while talking, and it was self-evident that they were eager to try.On the professor's long table, several young professors came to Victor's side. Lacarini, who was sitting on the side of Victor, propped his chin boredly. The young professor babbled.

Jeanna pushed the strawberry fruit tea she wanted to Heimdall, and Heimdall thanked him with a smile.

"Didn't it mean that Heideggerak received a total of twelve exchange students this time? I only counted eleven." Jeanna looked around.

Heimdall shrugged, who knows.

After finishing the tea and snacks, the students of Heideggerach left the auditorium one after another. Some students reluctantly looked back at the long table. Unfortunately, Professor Krum had no intention of getting along with the students for the time being, and he concentrated on coping with the chattering of his colleagues. Absolutely, the future is long.

La Carini Jr. looked at Lange, who was staring at the teacup in his hand, as if there was an extra worm in it, and seemed to have no intention of moving for a while.

Little Lacarini felt that the two were hopeless, so he decided to act on his own. He turned his head full of hope, and found that the target on the other side of the long table was talking to a young male professor. From the expressions of the two, it could be seen that they were chatting. It was very pleasant, so Lacarini Jr. felt sad and bitter. He needed to find someone to vomit his bitterness. In a blink of an eye, he saw Heimdall sitting below.Professor Lacarini Jr. got up and went straight there without saying a word.

Heimdall, who was drinking tea with Jeanne while discussing Heideggerak's various electives, felt a gust of wind blowing over him. When he realized that the boy sitting on the other side had disappeared, but the little Laka who had just been promoted to a professor Rini looked at him hesitantly.

After waiting for a long time for the other party to speak, Heimdall said to the curious Jeanne: "I don't need to introduce this person, Professor Lacarini of Junior Astronomy. This is Miss Jeanne Orville."

The two shook hands very equally, but Lacarini Jr. did not put on his professorial airs.

"I'm sorry, I have something to say to Stulusson." Little Lacarini made himself look very gentlemanly.

Jeanne smiled, got up and walked to another row of seats to sit down instead of leaving. As she said before, she planned to advance and retreat with Heimdall this school year.

"Being a professor is different. It's kind of like that, Professor Lacarini." Heimdall looked at the little Lacarini with a smile.

Little Raccarini's face was even uglier than before. Heimdall just followed his gaze in confusion, and the voice of little Raccarini rang in his ears.

"I have something to tell you, no, it should be said that I have a question to ask you, or that I have something to discuss with you."

Heimdall had never seen him so troubled, "Please tell me if I can help you."

"Not long ago, my grandfather introduced a girl to me. I have met her a few times. She is a gentle girl, completely different from the girls I have been in contact with before. We have a good impression of each other. At least I think That's it..." Jr. Lacarini ramblingly recalled the previous dating process, and what puzzled Heimdall was his intention for saying these words, until he finally got through this not-so-fluent description pieced together a possible answer.

"...I think I understand a little bit," Heimdall nodded deeply. "In other words, you are asking a gay man how to make a gentle and beautiful girl fall under your wizard robe?!"

Lacarini Jr. also nodded with a deep expression on his face.

Heimdall fell silent for a while, and after a while, he said, "The business is not right, I can't do anything."

"How is it possible?!" Little Lacarini said unwillingly. "You've been with Krum for so long, why can't you do anything, are you in a relationship with him?!" It looked like "you dare to say that I'm just playing casually, and I'm in a hurry with you".

Heimdall was silent again, "I thought Victor was a man."

Little Lacarini's expression was a bit ethereal, "I hinted at my father, I accepted Heideggerack's employment because of you."

"You use me as a shield?!"

"Your shield is tall and thick. I feel very safe. You can tell me anything in the future. I just hope that you will help me this time and block it for me."

Heimdall couldn't help but laugh.

Lacarini Jr. also knew that he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, but he had no one else to discuss with him except Heimdall. On the other hand, it can be seen how tragic the life of this Italian wizard has been so far.

"I think I've made it obvious, why can't I go any further?" Lacarini looked up to the sky and sighed.

"What further step do you want to make?" Heimdall suddenly felt the inner nature of some well-dressed beast.

"What kind of eyes do you have?!" La Carini said sadly. "We haven't even held hands yet."

Heimdall couldn't help hesitating after hearing this, "Are you serious? Have you decided?"

Little Racarini didn't answer right away, he didn't know what he was thinking, and then suddenly turned his face and approached Heimdall, the two of them were so close that they could feel the heat emanating from each other's face, Heimdall quickly retreated, pulling vigilantly. long distance.

"Why don't you dump Krum, and let's try?" Lacarini's smile was a bit willful.

Heimdall picked up a small piece of sandwich with white meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a while, and then gave him a sharp breath under the eager gaze of little Raccarini, the smell of onion mixed with garlic Xun's little Lacarini almost went into shock, he hurriedly leaned back against the back of the chair, looking at Heimdall in horror.

"Do you know the biggest difference between you and Victor?" Heimdall continued to eat the sandwich.

Little Lacarini blinked blankly.

"If Victor was here, he would kiss him without hesitation." Heimdall pointed to his mouth. "Do you believe it or not?"

The expression on Lacarini's face was very chaotic, his imagination was interpreting this setting in his mind, and his face turned greener.

Heimdall added: "I said the plate was square, but he would never insist it was round. I said it was hot in winter, but he would never insist that it was hot in summer."

Little Lacarini let go of his hand covering his nose, "Do you like a lover who is obedient and obedient?"

"What I mean is that I have been pampered by a person who I say is Fang and he will never refute Yuan. How can you compare with Victor? What ability do you have to let me dump him and leave you?"

you?Lacarini Jr. thought that he was not at a loss, at least he had "we" as his companions.If it is true that he was so careful about Heimdall, Heimdall cut him off before the haze formed, otherwise he would not have accepted his grandfather's blind date arrangement and decided to settle down as soon as possible.The scene where Heimdall hit Dalia's hand with a fork is still fresh in my memory. Lacarini Jr. didn't want to be tied into a sieve. Racarini Jr. believed that if he really pushed him into a hurry, he would definitely do such a thing. come out.

La Carini Jr. sighed and brought the topic back to the beginning.

"She's here."

"Who? Your blind date?" Heimdall subconsciously turned his head and scanned the other students. "What grade is she in?"

"Sit behind the professor's desk."

Heimdall looked at the long table in surprise, and involuntarily glanced at the master first. The two took the opportunity to flirt, and suddenly realized something was wrong, and hurriedly turned around.

"Marlena Harlan, Junior Potions Professor."

"...I saw Professor Harlan chatting happily with a man."

"That's Mecklen who teaches elementary Charms, you don't need to remind me." Little Lacarini resolutely refused to look over there, but stared at Heimdall with burning eyes. "Tell me, I am attractive, or that shabby-looking Mecklen is attractive?" Even the young Lacarini couldn't help being brooding over the issue of Yan.Males in nature care about their gorgeous plumage, especially when they are in rut.

After eating the sandwich, Heimdall looked at the smiling Mecklen with his cup in his hand, and then at the eager little Lacarini. Then, he took a sip of tea and said in the expectant eyes of the little Lacarini. : "If I were Professor Harlan, I would choose you."

Little Raccarini was elated, and just wanted to praise Heimdall for his vision, when the following came out.

"From a gay man's point of view."

"..."