HP's Foreign Land

Comet chose the venue of the press conference in the wilderness near a lake area. It is said that in order to match the background of the advertisement, the guests can experience the mysterious taste brought by the new series.As one of the protagonists, Director Strulusson didn't feel it at all anyway. He was just glad that Comet kept the agreement and did not disclose the identity of the heroine.

Victor has another opinion, it may be more beneficial for Comet not to disclose it, and they can use this so-called mysterious heroine to play tricks and increase their popularity.As it turns out, so far so good.

They pushed aside the branches blocking the way, and the venue, which was decorated in a fairy tale style, jumped into their eyes.At the entrance of the venue, there are two towering trees on the left and right, each with a poster of a character, which is the hero and heroine in the advertisement.The two looked at each other from a distance across the entrance. The explorer was full of masculine charm as always, but the heroine still couldn't see her face clearly.

Heimdall squinted and narrowed his eyes critically, "Why don't you put up a poster of the prince, professional actors are not as good as I am in acting." Or he has the illusion of being smart, he is just too involved in the play.

"I like your prince too." The master didn't say that just to please his sweetheart.

Heimdall immediately praised him for his vision, and at the same time thought that his princess played well, but the princess is just a vase role, which is really not challenging, and it can't set off his handsome eyebrows.Mr. Stulusson is still brooding over the skinny eyebrows.Heimdall thought it would be better to be humble, and after he was finished with the smugness in his heart, he followed the master into the venue energetically.

Some of the reporters surrounding a certain wizard screamed Krum, and the reporters, like chickens scrambling for food, left the wizard who was talking to the camera lens in a blink of an eye, chasing each other rushed towards Victor and surrounded him.

This big movement naturally attracted the attention of other wizards present. The manager of the department responsible for the promotion of Comet's new series greeted Victor with a red face, grabbed the master's hand and asked for his warmth. She thought she was very humorous and connotative, and winked at others.

When the spotlight came on, the person in charge seemed to press the play button, and with a smile on his face, he shook hands with Victor vigorously towards the camera.

A certain invisible spokesperson was squeezed out of the encirclement just like that, and became a spectator party.

"Rig!"

Heimdall turned around in surprise, "Rian?!"

Mr. Christian embraced Heimdall with open arms, and the latter said happily, "Why are you here?"

"Come with my boss." Rian looked him up and down. "The petite looks very moist, and I went to school with my boyfriend again, I'm really jealous!" Rian hooked his neck tightly, pretending to be envious and jealous.

"People who get along with their girlfriends day and night have no right to complain!" Heimdall laughed and pulled off his arm.

Ryan leaned against him and said, "I saw the ad."

"...What is your expression? Why do you lower your voice?"

Rian coughed uncomfortably, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just a play on the spot, Klum took the money, if you think about it in another way, it's just work, it's really nothing."

Heimdall couldn't laugh or cry, but he was still very moved and said: "I don't mind, and I'm also at the scene."

"Your prince played very well. Beauxbaton also set up an I love prince group. They collected all the posters of the prince, collaged the scenes of the prince's appearance, and hung them all over the room. The prefects and the student council The posters were confiscated, but those posters always appeared in the same place the next day, and in order to ensure the hanging of the posters, they also arranged magic swamps and large cesspools around them... the whole school was flying around."

"I also have a fan club?" After the initial excitement passed, Heimdall couldn't help but feel a little worried. "That's a pervert."

Ryan laughed.

"Really, if there are such people in the world, I will definitely hide away."

Li'an was overjoyed.

"Okay," Heimdall said happily. "Thinking about it from another angle, even if I become a pervert, there are still people chasing me, crying and crying to like me."

Ryan was finally defeated by his shamelessness, and couldn't laugh anymore.

"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the new product exhibition held by Comet Comprehensive Broom Company." The department manager stood on a table decorated in the shape of a tree stump, looked around the venue with his chest up and his abdomen in, with a proud face.

Ryan listened for a while, and quickly lost interest in the manager's bragging.

"Rig, let me tell you something... why are you looking at me like that?" Rian was puzzled.

Heimdall hesitated, "...Recently, people always want to 'tell me something', and most of them are not pleasant things. Tell me, I'll listen."

Ryan pursed his lips.

"Why don't you say it?" Heimdall urged.

"Can you contact the actress who played the heroine?" Rian took out a roll of posters slowly. "Beauxbaton's classmates heard that I would come to the exhibition, and they all asked me to get their autographs. I didn't know Comet planned to disclose the identity of the heroine until I arrived, so..."

"I'm not surprised at all," Heimdall was silent for a moment. "How are you and your girlfriend?"

"Of course!" Ryan stared. "I didn't want it, I brought it for others. Don't you believe it? I'll show you the list." As he said that, he went to dig out the so-called list to prove his innocence.

"Usually the larger the response, the less convincing it is."

"Rig, please help me. This involves a man's ability to handle affairs and his face. I have already boasted in front of my girlfriend and Beauxbaton's students." Rian burst into tears.

"Let your girlfriend verify your ability to handle affairs." Heimdall said calmly. "Give me the poster."

Ryan offered it with both hands excitedly, "Good buddy! When can you give it to me?"

"It depends on the number of posters."

Ryan's smile was slightly confused, and he couldn't understand Heimdall's spirit at all.

Heimdall fumbled in his pocket. Rian thought he was going to take out a notepad like an address book, but he took out an automatic shorthand quill.Seeing that he was about to write on the poster when he opened it, he quickly grabbed his arm.

"What are you doing?!" That tone can be described as horror.

"Sign it."

Ryan was shocked, "Don't make trouble!"

"Let me tell you clearly, you let go now and I'll take it back to you when I'm done writing, or pretend it never happened."

"...I don't understand." Rian frowned.

"I think Mr. Sturluson means that there is no heroine at all."

Ryan turned his head, "Boss..."

Heimdall looked at Adam, "So it was you, I should have thought of it."

Heimdall was not surprised by Adam's knowledge.

"Mr. Christian is an excellent employee, although he is not yet an official member." Adam smiled.

Ryan rubbed his head in embarrassment, and after a while, he glared at Heimdall, "Is what Mr. Claus just said true?" He still didn't seem to understand.

Heimdall sighed, hooked his neck, and whispered something in his ear.

After finally digesting, Rian's little face was pale, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"...I know that everyone is very interested in the heroine in the advertisement, but unfortunately, we signed a non-disclosure agreement and we cannot disclose her identity." The department manager shook his head to the reporters who asked questions.

The reporters whispered to each other, seeing how they were eager to try, it seemed that they did not intend to give up.

The department manager said bitterly, "Gentlemen and ladies, please take a few close-ups of our new broom, otherwise I won't be able to do business when I go back."

The guests burst into laughter.

A bright light erupted behind the department manager. Against the backdrop of the dreamy starlight created by magic, the new series of brooms made their grand debut. They lay on slender colorful carved supports and were displayed in a row in front of everyone.At the same time, huge posters of the three leading actors fell from the sky and floated behind the broom. These three are all unpublished versions. According to the department manager, the second set cannot be found in the world, and Comet is not planning to release it. It is an out-of-print only for this show.

The three posters set off the three protagonists as inhumans. The male is tall, rich and handsome, and the female is Bai Fumei. Anyway, they are the typical types that can especially ignite the hatred of the rich.

Everyone looked up at the beautiful and romantic poster.

The princess in the painting walks against the light, and gradually turns her face towards the camera. The rising sun outlines the golden outline of her face. Dewdrops on the grass.The face of the princess is faintly visible in the morning light. The cold and dazzling brilliance of the diamond hair accessories is shrouded in a ray of warm color by the morning sun. Several thin silver chains hang down on the shoulders, swaying dazzling light like star marks.

All in all, the little face is still hazy and unclear.

Director Stulusong looked at Bai Fumei in the painting with cold eyes, and couldn't help being amazed, as expected of a professional, this dreamy feeling, sows can also compete with Diaochan.Director Strulusson was very satisfied, and the people in the painting couldn't connect with him when viewed horizontally or vertically.

A sob suddenly sounded.

Heimdall turned his head in surprise.

With tears in his eyes, Li An muttered, "This is actually my buddy. I've seen him gobble up, hiccup, pick his feet, pick his nose, and go to the bathroom with him..." Then he clenched his fists and wiped his mouth vigorously. She wiped her face and let out a choked roar of a shattered dream, "Give me back my goddess!!!"

The whole venue suddenly became silent.

Under the explanation of "he's just tired" without changing his expression, the busybodies including reporters quickly dispersed, and the atmosphere in the venue returned to a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere.

"I'm sorry, I probably lost control of my emotions." Rian chuckled, he didn't know what happened to him.

"I think you're under too much pressure," Heimdall said, still holding the pile of posters in his hand. "What should we do with these?"

"You sign it," Rian said indifferently, which was quite different from the search for life and death just now. "Just write Lystedil, so you don't have to think of another name." Lystedil is the name of the princess in the ad.

After signing all the posters, Rian settled down to something, and rushed towards the new brooms with great interest.

"Has the patent issue been resolved?" Heimdall asked Adam, who seemed to have no intention of leaving.

"Don't provoke me, I'm not in a hurry to study the secret craftsmanship of those new brooms." Adam smiled calmly. "In addition, we also contributed to the new series of comets. The propellers of the broom were jointly developed by my laboratory and comets."

Heimdall blinked a few times in surprise, "I have never dared to underestimate you, because you can always turn around unfavorable factors and turn passive into active."

"I don't think so," Adam said with a short smile. "With you, my so-called advantages are completely useless."

Heimdall looked at him and said, "Forgive me, but I always thought that you were just hurting your self-esteem and that's why you were so upset. In fact, you don't like me that much, at least not as much as you think."

Adam froze, as if lost in thought.

"Mr. Strulusson!" The call sounded full of air.

When Heimdall turned around, the visitor had already walked over with a smile on his face, and there were several people behind him.

"Mr. Di Rupo?!"

In a blink of an eye, Heimdall met the eyes of someone behind Di Rupo. The two were startled and looked away at the same time. It was the long-lost Solger Struluson.

"I saw the ad, it's amazing." Di Rupo's high-pitched voice didn't match his wrinkled face.

"You are too polite, no matter how beautiful your words are, I can't ask Comet to give you a discount."

Di Rupo laughed.

"Mr. Di Rupo, can you please..." One of the three wizards who came with Di Rupo smiled.

"Oh, look at me, taking care of myself." Di Rupo introduced them. "This is Mr. Heimdall Strulusson. I believe that I don't need to say more, everyone must know about Comet's new advertisement."

"What Mr. Di Rupo said makes me feel ashamed," Heimdall held out his hand. "It's an honor, I'm the perverted prince in the ad."

The man smiled and shook his hand.

Di Rupo continued, "This is the goalkeeper of the Norwegian Steel Parrot Quidditch team, Willie Danler."

"The best goalkeeper in Europe last year," Heimdall said immediately.

"You know?" Dan Le's smile became more shy.

"You are the best goalkeeper in Europe, everyone knows it." Soljaer suddenly appeared to grab the words.

Dan Le touched his forehead in embarrassment, his cheeks were a little red.

Heimdall glanced at Solger who was flirting with Danle without any trace, and then glanced at the Steel Parrot Seeker who was left out in the cold with a lonely face, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.Heimdall once met this Seeker at the First Elder's birthday party. He remembered that his name was Palme. He spoke openly and felt very good about himself.

But today Soljaer seemed reluctant to let Danle be questioned, and immediately jumped out to defend it. Could it be that Palme was abandoned?This Danle is Soljar's new love?For a moment, it was the inevitable eight o'clock shift for Chief Sturluson.

Heimdall really couldn't find anything to strike up a conversation with Solger, and he probably thought so too, and seeing the intimate posture of the two of them who kept everything silent, rushing up to strike up a conversation is as abominable as interrupting the queen , He simply stared at Di Rupo.

"Are you today's guest?"

"Although I don't have much to do with brooms, I do have some connections with Quidditch."

"Did you agree to be the team doctor of a certain team?"

"You seem to be very clear." Di Rupo was a little surprised.

"It's no secret that my boyfriend is a player."

"When the advertisement spreads in the whole world, you may become a secret." Solger joked, but Heimdall knew that this guy was definitely gloating, or that he was ready to gloat at any time.

"It sounds like you are very experienced." Heimdall looked sympathetic.

In order to show his demeanor, Solger gritted his teeth secretly with a stiff smile.

Probably aware of the tension between the two, although he didn't understand the cause, Di Rupo decisively took the conversation.

"Not the team doctor, I have already accepted the offer from the Iron Parrot, and I will join the Quidditch family as a recuperator."

"Therapist?" Heimdall was at a loss.

"In the past two years of the nascent industry, more and more teams have shown demand for therapists, and the International Quidditch League has even begun to consider formulating new rules to standardize the training and employment conditions of therapists, relax the types of medication, and so on. "Adam broke free from the set board and walked to the front of the stage.

"This is..." Di Rupo hesitated.

"Mr. Adam Cross..."

Before Heimdall could finish his introduction, Adam himself said, "I have just joined the international Quidditch family, and I am currently working in the Competitive Broom Testing Center under the Quidditch League."

"Aren't you a senior official of the Liechtenstein Ministry of Magic?" Heimdall asked curiously.

"That's already in the past." Adam looked sad. "It seems that you really have no interest in me at all."

Di Rupo looked away, as if I hadn't heard anything.

Adam paid tribute to Di Rupo as if nothing happened: "Mr. Di Rupo's contribution to the wizarding world is completely beyond imagination, but unfortunately most wizards don't know about it."

"I totally agree with this." Victor, who finally got rid of the entanglement of reporters and managers, walked to Heimdall, leaned over and kissed Heimdall's cheek.

After Victor straightened up, he said again, "I used to have a life of relying on various potions to maintain my physical strength, and the potion you invented was among them. It can be said that without you, there would be no Victor. Krum. After I joined the Vulcan team, your outstanding and selfless contribution was also included in the healing potions used by the team doctor."

Di Rupo didn't get carried away by being publicly praised by the world's number one seeker, and didn't even add a wrinkle or two to his face.

"That is to say, I indirectly created a Victor Krum?"

"Yes, thank you very much." Victor nodded, not seeming to be joking.

Di Rupo suddenly put on a straight face, "I didn't devote myself to the medical career just to hear such words."

"No one will question you on this." Victor remained calm.

Di Rupo stared at him for a moment, then grinned.

"... Mr. Ke, Mr. Krum, can I shake your hand?" Dan Le found that everyone's discussion had stopped, so he hurriedly said.

Solger rolled his eyes, looking as if he hated iron, but it was a pity that only Victor was in Danle's eyes at the moment.

As Victor shook hands and signed autographs with Dan Le, Di Rupo chatted with Adam.

"I know that the Quidditch League is not optimistic about my new discovery. I have always insisted that it is a new discovery, not a new invention. I really don't know why they have to be so stubborn. I have tested this medicine hundreds of times. As of There is no problem at all, and as further proof that they are harmless, I am eating them myself."

Di Rupo took out a medicine bottle, uncorked it in front of Adam and took a sip.

"Look, there's nothing wrong with it, I've been eating it for more than half a year."

Before Adam had time to express his opinion, Solger walked over, seemingly very interested in Di Rupo's potion.

"This is the new potion that was published in the newspaper earlier? It said that it is very helpful for skin, musculoskeletal regeneration, and can also make wizards stronger. It is said that it is also helpful for appearance..." He couldn't help stretching out his hand to reach The medicine in Di Rupo's hand, Di Rupo withdrew his hand to avoid his touch.

Solger just woke up like a dream, his face full of embarrassment.

Fortunately, Di Rupo didn't care about him, and said calmly: "The Quidditch League doesn't think so, you'd better be cautious."

Here, after the master finished signing, Heimdall looked away from the onlookers.

"That potion is really so magical?" Solger stared at the medicine bottle as if he was staring at a billion Galleons. Chief Stuluson couldn't help but chat with the master. "If it's that good, wouldn't it be worth the Steel Parrot? If I had known, I would have made friends with Mr. Di Rupo last time and asked him to consider the Vulcan team."

Victor doesn't think so, "If the medicine wants to be promoted, it will definitely go through a long process, not to mention that the Quidditch League has always been skeptical of new medicines and will not change their minds in a short time. They will definitely wait and see , until we get a report that thoroughly proves that the drug has no harm. I think it is unlikely in the past two years."

"...That's such a pity, I can't eat it." Heimdall expressed deep sympathy.

Victor glanced at him, "The Vulcan team is also planning to hire a therapist."

"Really?"

"At present, there is no assessment standard for recuperators, but other teams have them, but our team does not. The boss believes that the Vulcan team cannot be left behind. Regardless of the coach's objection, he is going to hire one first."

Heimdall asked interestedly, "Is it a celebrity? I don't know much about the medical industry."

"you recognize."

"Give me a hint."

"My colleague."

Is the Vulcan team planning to rehire retired players?

"Give me another hint."

"Your Potions homework is to be graded by him."

"Professor Lange is short of money."

"..."