HP's Foreign Land

"Hi, Victor!"

Hearing the shout, the two looked up.Heimdall raised his right hand to cover his eyes, and saw several people standing on the tall stands erected on the side of the field, and one of them was waving his right hand.

Of course Heimdall remembered her, the female captain of the Vulcan team, he also raised his hand and shook it.

"Want to go up and have a look?" Victor asked.

"Okay." They climbed up the stairs.

"I'm glad you still remember us." Victor was ridiculed by the old players before he stood still.

"How do I remember that I just met you a few days ago?" Victor said.

"It means that we miss you so much, and we feel uncomfortable if we don't see you for a day."

"I swear I didn't get it, but I don't know why I'm suddenly stressed," Heimdall said.

Several old players laughed.

"Little handsome man, come here, there is something I want to discuss with you."

The female captain of the Vulcan team seems to like to tease him very much. From the first time she met her, she couldn't seem to remember his name.

Heimdall followed her aside.

"You can call me Heimdall."

The female captain said calmly, "I still insist on calling you that."

"You can call me Rigg."

"Oh, that sounds like a good suggestion, so we've got a deal, Rigg."

"..."

The female captain took out a few posters from her pocket, and Heimdall realized when he saw the outline.

The female captain whispered in his ear, "Please sign some autographs for me, Rigg."

Heimdall stared blankly at the dazzling "girl" in the poster.

"I won't say anything." The female captain assured again and again. "It took me a lot of effort to get these limited editions. You must sign a few for me, and I will frame them and hang them at home when I go back."

"You mustn't be so polite, and don't bother." Heimdall said numbly. "Up to now, it doesn't seem to make any difference whether you say it or not."

Heimdall secretly signed her name, and when it was over, the female captain made another request.

"Rig, can I kiss you?"

"No." He shook his head vigorously.

"Don't make me feel like I ripped off your clothes, just on the cheek, you are being chased and blocked by a crazy fan."

"Captain, do you want to force me to fight with you?" The master appeared like a ghost, startling the female captain.

The female captain shook her head regretfully, and muttered to get out of the way.

"I'll take you to Professor Lange." Victor could not help but pull Heimdall up and leave the stands.

"Why does she always like to tease me?" Heimdall wondered. "Do I look so easy to bully?"

"Our captain is like that. I told you once that she likes to talk to beautiful boys. She is a dangerous person. Anyone on our team who has a family, especially a boy at home, is afraid to bring his son here. .”

"Should I be honored? She likes to talk to pretty boys." Heimdall said triumphantly.

"When did you become a boy? Aren't you a princess?" Victor looked surprised.

Heimdall's face was gloomy, "Civilian! Are you provoking the royal power? I'm going to chop off your head!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, my lord." Victor put his arms around his shoulders, and gnawed hard on his cheek. "Civilians without brains can't eat you."

"...If that's the case, what do you want me, a therapist?" Professor Lange's voice came from the open door not far away.

Victor and Heimdall glanced at each other and walked over quickly.

In addition to Lange, there are also the coach of the Vulcan team and three new players in the room.

"What's the matter?" Victor felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Lange didn't speak, just smiled at him and Heimdall.

The coach nodded to them both, and the three new players explained what had happened.It turned out to be a problem with the potion.Since Lange joined the Vulcan team, he has carefully studied the physical conditions of the players, and asked a nurse with good professional skills to help with the research. The result they came up with was that there was no problem with the health of the players.

But the three new team members didn't see it that way, they seemed to hope to get more "comprehensive" care from the therapist.

"Pay attention to diet, exercise, rest, and maintain a good attitude." Lange insisted. "According to your physical condition, playing Quidditch for 10 hours in the wind and snow is at most just a headache, provided you don't get bumped by anything during the game."

"But Mr. Bryan said..."

Lange made a gesture to ask you to stop, and after the other party shut up, he turned to the coach and said calmly: "Let the players make a choice. Those who are willing to trust me should eat and sleep according to my advice. , maybe this will make me appear worthless; the team members who think that Mr. Brian may have a better way, let them wholeheartedly follow Mr. Brian to find the way to become stronger. You see, there is nothing I can do, just like a doctor Just as I can’t force all patients to come to see me, I can’t force all team members to believe in me.”

Mr. Brian is the team doctor of the Vulcan team and has played for the team for 16 years.Everyone respects him and trusts him very much, but judging from what happened here in Lange, such "trust" may not be a good thing for him, a latecomer.

"You heard that," the coach, who had been silent all this time, looked at the three new players. "Thank you Mr. Lange, he let you go to Mr. Brian without any grievances."

The three team members looked at each other blankly for a while, until they were sure that Lange and the coach were not joking, they thanked them with joy on their faces, and hurriedly left the office dedicated to the therapist.

"I really don't understand," Lange said, not offended by this episode, but more inexplicable. He stood up and closed the wide open door. "Why do young people nowadays refuse to believe in their own bodies, but think that relying on external forces can make their health better?!"

Heimdall is an outsider, and he is not qualified to talk about what happened just now. In addition, the master who has more right to speak than him did not speak, so he has been honestly serving as the background board.

"According to what you say, I may be an exception." Heimdall couldn't help but said. "Even if I do feel unwell, I have no doubts about my health."

"Mr. Strulusson, that's not advisable for you." Lange shook his head helplessly.

"Mr. Lange, I sincerely thank you for the way you handled it just now." The coach hesitated. "Although I made it clear from the beginning that I didn't agree with hiring a therapist and thought it was unnecessary, I believe you can see this after joining. I didn't mean to make myself unfriendly, especially not to you. If my attitude offends You, I apologize to you."

"I never doubt the status of this team in your heart. Your starting point is for the good of the team. I don't think anyone in the team has the right to criticize you except for the boss complaining to you because of financial problems. What." Lange thought he was overthinking, and thanked him for his openness.

The coach thanked him for his understanding, and said, "The decision you made just now must have been very difficult. I can't imagine that some players question my training methods, and I will never say that I let them do it by themselves. "

Lange shook his head, "You think highly of me, I just don't want to make a big deal out of it, and I have to admit that Mr. Bryan has his own advantages. He has worked in the Vulcan team for 16 years, and he has a good understanding of most players. If you know your physical condition well, you will naturally have a traditional operating mode that you don’t want to be broken by others. Not to mention these team members, ordinary people are used to seeing a certain doctor, and they will never seek another doctor for treatment unless they have to. .I think I can understand the thoughts of those team members, not to mention that I don’t provide them with any medicine, and the way of caring for them can be done by ordinary people, no wonder they have doubts.”

After listening to his words, the coach showed a faint smile on his face.

"In any case, even if you don't admit it, your magnanimity has maintained the stability of the team. As the coach of the Vulcan team, I would like to express my gratitude." The coach spoke sincerely and said goodbye politely.After passing by Victor, he patted him on the shoulder with a smile, then thought of something, turned around and asked, "Victor doesn't need to take medicine, does he?"

"No, I think you'd better not give him anything even remotely potion-like, if that's the conclusion you want to hear."

"Oh, thank goodness," the coach exaggeratedly clutched his chest. "You have no idea how much this means to me and our team."

"I solemnly swear, I will not tell anyone what you said, especially that substitute Seeker who is trying to prove his worth." Lange pretended to be serious.

Victor raised his eyebrows.

Heimdall grinned, because his boyfriend's position in the Vulcan team was still unshakable.

After the coach left, Heimdall asked, "Can I ask what's going on here?"

"Don't worry, honey," Victor said. "This is just an ordinary workplace competition, and Professor Lange can handle it completely."

Heimdall blinked.

Lange smiled.

"Sorry, are we here at the wrong time?"

The three people in the room looked towards the door, and a surprised expression appeared on Heimdall's face.

"Carlo?!"

Carlo Jones wiped his hair in a fake way, with an "I'm chic" look.

Leon stepped out from behind him and said, "I'm here too."

"It's great to see you!" Heimdall strode forward and hugged the two of them separately.

"Hope you enjoy the surprise." Carlo laughed.

"Of course, I'm very happy!" Heimdall looked at Leon. "No wonder the last time I asked you to meet, you were all vague. I thought you had forgotten me. These nights, I have been lying on the bed holding letters and crying."

"Really?! I'm going to torture Heideggrak's house elf to make sure you're really crying." Carlo pretended to be indifferent.

"Don't worry, we will string up the lines first."

The three looked at each other and smiled.

"How did you get here?" Heimdall asked curiously.

Basteto Vulcan is not as trendy as the Iron Parrot. The training base is closed to the public, and outsiders have nowhere to buy tickets, so naturally they cannot enter.

"I asked them to come," Victor said. "You can stay with my mother this weekend. She is going out to visit friends on the weekend. I have her permission. Then you can take Carlo and Leon around the corner and eat something delicious. See Something interesting."

Heimdall turned around and hugged his boyfriend, nodded with his friends, and walked aside with him.

"Thank you Victor, I am so happy, you are so sweet."

"I'm very caring?" Victor put on a haughty look.

"Yes, if you continue like this, I really can't leave you."

"Don't you know? That's my sinister purpose." Victor bowed his head and kissed the corner of Heimdall's mouth. "Baby, you entertain your guests, don't worry that someone from the Vulcan team will come out to chase you away, if that happens, you let them come to me. And I will entertain my guests."

"Your guest?"

"You know it too, Mr. Duncan Orville."

Heimdall raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Orville now considers himself a big shot? He was very happy to have fun with us in a condescending manner. Could it be that I am supercilious? Why do I feel that he is hiding from us recently? I?"

"He said he needed time to mend the wounds in his heart, so as not to lose his composure in front of you, such as crying uncontrollably."

Heimdall was silent for a moment, "As one of his friends, I am very worried about his health. I should take the initiative to visit him. Please tell Mr. Orville that he must stay and have dinner with us. In addition, Due to time constraints, I may not be able to go back and change the dress, hope he understands and stays calm."

Victor couldn't help laughing, "I will definitely convey it."

"Rig, long time no see!" Duncan hugged Heimdall with a smile on his face, and the latter squinted at him.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Duncan asked.

Heimdall said with a blank expression, "I'm on guard against you suddenly losing control. I haven't taken medical courses, so I don't know how to deal with emergencies. In order to avoid panic, I also become hysterical and cause a double burden on Victor. Just be vigilant at all times."

Victor looked away, and Duncan understood that it was a daydream to count on this guy who valued sex over friends.

"You're taking revenge on me." Duncan said to Heimdall with a bitter face.

"I'm glad you heard it." Heimdall rolled his eyes. "You shouldn't have given me the opportunity to verify my boss's words of wisdom. This is not the first time, it will make me feel that my IQ is making me farther and farther away from the position of judge."

"What did your boss say?" Duncan couldn't help asking.

"You don't want to know." Heimdall reminded others not to be too curious.

"You don't understand, I thought my goddess finally appeared." Duncan looked like the sky was falling.

"This sentence is very familiar." Heimdall narrowed his eyes, "I remembered, whenever you see someone you like in a magazine, you will be accompanied by this sentence, especially the one who wears cool clothes, Like white wine with fish, it is indispensable."

Duncan stared at him, and Heimdall stared back calmly.

After a while, Duncan said, "Where are Carlo and Leon? We came together, why didn't we invite them together?"

Heimdall and Victor looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Duncan picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"They were more interested in Professor Langer," Heimdall said.

"In fact, I'm also very interested in that professor." Duncan put down his glass. "He's dating Jeanne?"

"To be precise, he is Jeanne's sweetheart." Victor corrected.

"what's the difference?"

"Of course it's different because they haven't established a relationship yet," Heimdall said.

Duncan had a look of disbelief, "He's already dating Jeanna, but he refuses to admit it?"

Heimdall said: "Professor Lange has not yet accepted Jeanne's feelings, so they are not a relationship, let alone a denial."

"Good guy, that means my cousin has hot hair?" Duncan seemed surprised.

"For now, yes."

"I hope you will not be prejudiced against Professor Langer because of this." Heimdall said.

"Prejudice? Why? Because that guy is not like other men, who can't wait to pounce on Jeanna's face as soon as he sees it?" Duncan said. "Do you know Jeanna's former boyfriend? To be honest, I don't like that boy very much. Since the pursuit of success, he has been showing off his achievements everywhere, but Jeanna didn't care. I was worried about her vision at the time, but now I think about it. She probably doesn't care much about that guy."

"I don't think you can rest assured too early." Victor said. "Rigg thinks she is very serious this time, but I don't think Professor Lange is particularly keen. After all, he was married, and he is not the type who can't live without a woman, nor does he have the old man's retirement mentality. Marrying a woman His wife will go back to work as a nurse to take care of her for the rest of her life. I think he may not reject dating, but getting married... depends on Jeanna's skills and charm."

Duncan defended his shortcomings like all the brothers in the world, "What else is he dissatisfied with? A young and beautiful girl like Jeanna is definitely in demand. After she graduates, just look at it, and he will definitely cry with regret."

"I think it's Jeanne who is crying." Heimdall murmured. "If she hasn't taken Professor Lange down by that time."

On Monday morning, members of the study group gathered in the auditorium to exchange what they saw and heard about their weekend life.

"See the sign in the common room?" Draco asked.

"There is also a new notice posted on the notice board of the girls' dormitory. I was just about to ask you." Jeanna said. "It said that the address of the protection of magical creatures class in the sixth grade was changed. Let us gather at the student square on Gray Shell Island, but it didn't say where the class will be held."

"I asked the seventh graders," Todor said.

"Did you find out anything?" Heimdall asked.

"They say it's a Heideggerach tradition, only in the sixth grade."

"And then?" Draco urged.

"No more." Todor shook his head in confusion. "They smiled mysteriously, emphasizing that there is no danger, and there is no IQ test, just need to consume some energy. The final conclusion is that what is waiting for us will be a very, very, very meaningful good thing."

Everyone looked at a certain "out-of-group" at the same time.

Yael raised his hand and said, "Don't look at me, I don't know, I was on the other side of the sunny sea when I was in sixth grade."

"The seventh graders in Heideggerach reassured that there was nothing to worry about and that there was absolutely no danger to their lives," Todor said.

"Salazar, why do I suddenly feel a chill." Draco muttered.