HP's Foreign Land

There is a project of raw material research in the individual individual competition, and the organizing committee will put all the available wood in place at one time when preparing for the competition, which is convenient for both the individual individual competition and the team competition.There are many talents in many big teams. Players who were not paid much attention in the rare project of raw material research are now shining brightly today.Being surrounded by the stars and the moon by the players in his own team, the scenery was infinite for a while.It gave them back a high-profile sense of focus that they hadn't been able to experience in the individual competition before.

In terms of material selection, Heimdall is a layman who only knows a little bit. After talking about iron wood, he dare not talk about it. It takes courage to pretend to understand.Heimdall felt dizzy looking at the wooden blocks the size of an adult's hand that were piled on the ground in front of him, and gave up after roughly identifying a few pieces.

Adam stared at the lumber intently, picked up one piece after another, and put down one piece after another. His initial criterion was the weight of the lumber.Wood with low density is not suitable for broomsticks, because these materials are often not resistant to corrosion. Of course, magic can be applied later in the manufacturing process to avoid this problem, but in the internationally popular buying standard for broomsticks, weight is a lot It is the preferred factor for experts to judge whether the quality of the broom is passed.Even though there are many excellent brooms that feel light, ordinary people are more willing to believe and abide by traditional concepts.

Xiabi followed behind with a pen and paper to record Adam's material selection experience. After tasting all the wood, the following options appeared on the paper: oak, iron wood, beech wood, ash wood, and walnut wood.

Adam didn't make up his mind quickly, he winked at Heimdall: "Let's see the reaction of other teams first." After that, the three people who were pressed in the corner dispersed into the crowd silently.

The number of people integrated from 87 teams is quite spectacular, and it is convenient to fill up the number if there are more people. Because Heimdall is not big, it is not easy to get in the crowd.In addition, he deliberately avoided showing his face, and the teams were so dedicated that few people noticed and guarded against him.The three of them received a lot of "information" without much effort.When the three of them met, there was a little excitement on their faces. This kind of "spy" activity that didn't involve murder and arson was quite exciting and interesting.

The three of you looked at me and I looked at you, and finally Xiabi spoke first: "Oak wood, ash wood, and walnut wood, these three have the highest hit rate."

"My result is similar to yours." Heimdall said: "I counted, and about twenty teams on my side chose Beech."

Adam thought for a while and said: "It's understandable. For a long time, beech wood has a high usage rate and a large share in the field of broom manufacturing in the world. The problem is that brooms made of this wood are generally classified as upper-middle-class The level is high or low. If today's team competition is broomstick marketing, I will choose it in all likelihood."

Sharpie draws a black line on the parchment—Beech is out.

"As for walnut and ash..." Adam picked up samples of these two pieces of wood and put them in front of Shabby and Heimdall. "What do you think?"

Heimdall took the ash wood and couldn't help touching the beautiful wood grain on it.

Adam laughs, "The grain of high-grade ash is really pleasing to the eye, and the same goes for walnut." He holds up the walnut sample, pointing to the parabolic pattern on the chocolate-colored surface. "The price of this thing is as high as that of ash, and it has been sought after by high society people a long time ago."

Heimdall nodded, rich people like to use it for furniture, for the sake of looking good.

Sharpie made two more strokes without a sound—ash and walnut out in succession.

Looking at the beautiful wood grain on it, Heimdall wanted to understand one thing. The broom does not need to expose the wood grain, even if the wood itself has bright patterns, after complicated polishing and various varnish coatings After the package, there are several targeted spells to be added at the end. By the time a broom is ready, the wood grain will have already turned into clouds.The reason why these two kinds of wood are expensive is their excellent quality on the one hand, and their patterns on the other.Using them to build broomsticks is indeed an overkill and a waste of luxury.

Finally, the eyes of the three focused on Oak and Ironwood.

"I made an estimate before the game. Oak may be the champion. According to this result, it seems to be close to my estimate." Adam is very satisfied with his judgment.

Sharpie's quill hung above the oak and ironwood, waiting for his order. "Don't be fooled, hurry up," urged Hufflepuff.Looking at other teams, they have already started to move materials, but they are still pondering wood grain and self-praise.

"Then iron wood." Adam finally made a decision.

"I thought you would choose oak." Sharpie crossed out the oak. "Didn't you always like to follow the crowd, and then make yourself stand out in the crowd, to show how different you are? Why did you suddenly change to the individual route?"

"Occasionally listen to the opinion of another of our teammates." Adam turned a deaf ear to his sarcastic remarks. "Oak is very good, and you can't go wrong with choosing oak. Generally speaking, as long as it is the choice of the majority, even if it is wrong, it will become right in the end."

Heimdall felt that no matter how it sounded, what logic was there? "I don't know anything about raw materials. If I make a mistake, don't blame me." He quickly expressed his opinion.

Adam was not in a hurry, he asked: "Then can you tell me about your knowledge of ironwood? Since you can tell about it, it means that you have a certain understanding of this kind of wood."

Adam is more expert than him in this regard, and Heimdall immediately replied, "I only know that iron wood will not decay and deform after being soaked in water or buried in the ground for a long time. Muggles use them to build ships, houses, and bridges, and even In terms of melon’s unique mechanical manufacturing, iron and wood can participate. Because its hardness is no less than steel, it is named iron wood.”

Adam smiled and said patiently: "Is there any more?"

"Flying brooms are not a worry-free thing, especially competitive brooms. After you buy them, you need regular maintenance. Every time you maintain them, you will lose your money, because some maintenance items, such as waterproof paint, are high-consumables. They come with the tool box. The attached waterproof paint can only be used once, and the waterproof paint included in some cheap tool boxes is not even enough to finish a broom. At this time, the use of high anti-corrosion materials is very important. In fact, people are not afraid to buy additional waterproof paint Paint, it’s not expensive, they’re afraid of having to buy it over and over again. If there’s a broom that’s waterproof once and for all, or that doesn’t require constant fumbling, I think people will want to try it.”

Xiabi and Adam glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes.Xiabi couldn't help asking curiously, "You usually think about this when you have nothing to do?" Shouldn't an 11-year-old boy like to study which candy store is more colorful and which toy store is more interesting?

"Of course not." Heimdall quickly denied. "My lofty goal is not to promote and sell broomsticks."

"Where do these ideas come from?" In fact, Chapy wanted to ask a long time ago. Heimdall brought him a sense of uniqueness and weirdness.

"I once sold broomsticks in Diagon Alley for two months, and worked as a broomstick toolbox promoter for one month. What I'm talking about is my sales experience, which is the information fed back to me by the vast number of British wizards."

Xiabi patted Adam on the shoulder: "Adam, that's fine. Back then, you could draw an experienced smart ghost with just a few clicks on the paper. I have to say, you really have a knack for it."

Adam reprimanded angrily, "Okay, don't be silly, go and apply for wood!" Xiabi grumbled, and walked towards the wood collection place with the parchment.

***

As soon as he left the playing field, Heimdall immediately noticed the changes in his surroundings. He was still stepping on the green grass, but there were big snowflakes floating above his head.The snowflakes are falling down one after another, and when they touch something, they will melt immediately, leaving no trace, not even a drop of water.This is a scene created by magic, not a miracle of nature.

A towering giant Christmas tree was erected in the center of the residential area, and the tents on the ground seemed to have all shrunk into matchboxes.The Christmas tree is covered with bright colorful clothes. In addition to colorful and bright ribbons, stars, balls and other common decorations, there are also many biscuit and candy-shaped toys, which are wrapped around the branches several times, attracting countless mouth-watering swallows. Voice.The mouse shape is essential, and the little mice who haven't shown up for a long time will make their appearance together, adding a lot of excitement to the upcoming festival.

Ethereal and melodious music floated from the sky, and Heimdall pricked up his ears to listen carefully. It was the hymn "Hail Mary".

It finally feels like Christmas is approaching.Heimdall continued walking forward while rubbing his neck.The four senior brothers quickly found his trail and quickly approached him.

"You seem to have come out earlier than others. Where are your two companions? Why didn't you see them?" Edmund leaned forward and looked forward, only then did he see people coming out of the venue one after another.

"Adam showed mercy and asked me to come back first. He and Shabby stayed there to pack up." Heimdall switched hands and continued rubbing his neck.I didn't expect that building a broomstick would be a labor-intensive task. Just picking up branches is enough. You have to pick the ones that are relatively straight, uniform in thickness, and match in length. After picking up, you need to trim them. A branch is polished and painted... In short, there are too many tricks in it, and it is too tiring.

"It doesn't look like he's good at taking care of people." Duncan commented.

Victor pulled away Heimdall's messy massaging hand, and then replaced it to help him knead his stiff shoulders and the back of his neck. Heimdall sighed comfortably, Victor's technique was much better than his own.

"Your classmate is here?" Bernick, who had been silent all this time, said this as soon as he came up.

"Classmate? Today? How is it possible?"

"How is it impossible?" Carlo Jones came out from behind Bernick and gave him a mischievous smile.

Looking at his seemingly wider figure, Heimdall couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion. "I won't ask you how you are," Heimdall said with a smile, "because you look so good." (I don't know if you still remember this fat boy)

"It's really rude." Jones said pretending to be angry, and threw a small bag to Heimdall. "This is the letter I received for you, you have to thank me very much."

Heimdall thanked, "How is Olar?" It's been a while since I haven't seen him, so I'm still thinking about it.

"Your family's 'owl' is getting bigger and bigger, and it has surpassed the size of an ordinary queen falcon. Therefore, Professor Ladiri always likes to look at it with a kind of eager eyes. Blueleg suspects that she wants to take your Ola Cut it all up." (Professor Ladiri is the teacher of Durmstrang's [Protection of Magical Creatures Class], which has not been played in the previous article, so here is a special explanation)

Heimdall was anxious when he heard this: "She won't really do that?"

"Of course not," Jones said. "I suspect that she didn't cut it open, but directly stunned her with her own special potion, and then took it back to raise herself."

"..."

Heimdall decided to drop the subject. "Why did you come early? Didn't you say it will be next month? What about your group discount tickets?"

"I didn't come to see you." Jones immediately poured cold water on his face without changing his face. "I came to see my sister, how can your game be compared with my sister's."

Heimdall was choked by him and was speechless, with a bitter look on his face.The four senior brothers felt very amused by this situation.

Heimdall felt that after seven years, his nerves would definitely become extremely strong. If he was stimulated by his "friendly" classmates from time to time, he would become strong no matter how fragile he was.Taking a deep breath, he asked, "Your sister is also participating? What event?"

"Broomstick Maintenance and Repair Competition." Jones said proudly with his head held high.

Maintenance contest?Heimdall asked, "What's her name?"

"Ully Moore."

"Miss Moore is your sister?"

"you know?"

"Yes. Are you relatives?"

"She is my own sister [-]

Heimdall said strangely, "You don't have the same surname, and Miss Moore is French."

"I'm French too [-] Jones put on an air of patriotism right away.

"Don't you live in England?" Heimdall couldn't figure it out. "Isn't your father an official of the British Ministry of Magic?" This was revealed by himself.

Jones waved his hand: "That's my stepfather. My biological father is still in France. Our parents broke up by agreement. My sister followed my father, and I went to England with my mother until I remarried later."

"Your father was M. François Moore?"

Jones froze for a moment, then looked at Duncan: "Yes, you know him?"

"Oh, yes," Duncan shrugged. "Your father is probably going to remarry too. The wedding is scheduled for June next year, with my aunt."

Jones stared in surprise.

Heimdall also stared, what is this situation called, Yuanlai Family? !

After a while, he rubbed back to the original standing position again. After a short while, the interrupted moderate massage fell on his shoulders again. Heimdall immediately let out a long sigh of satisfaction. If he had another cup of vodka black tea at this time alright.

"Victor, do you accept foster care?"

The strength on the shoulders did not stop, but he waited for a long time for an answer. Heimdall looked back and saw that the corner of his mouth was smiling. Why, after today's game, I suddenly realized that maybe I will be working hard all my life, so I really need someone with superb craftsmanship like you. Judging from the family background provided by my father and uncle, I am sure Can afford you, you really don't think about it?"

"Come to my house when the day comes." Victor's voice sounded calm. "That way you'll even save money."

"No, no, how embarrassing that is." Heimdall acted like he was taking advantage of it.