HP's Foreign Land

one,

When meeting Mrs. Pepper, Heimdall didn't say a word about marriage.Mrs. Pepper had already learned from Heimdall about the purpose of the group's visit today, and after a few pleasantries, she began to serve as an in-store explanation.While Peter was holding a Muggle product that had been refined through Heimdall's magic and made it easy to use, and making fuss and yelling ghosts from time to time, Mrs. Pepper turned her head to tease Mionnier, and Pepper was beside her, holding a colorful Bells lure children.

Peter held up a modified hair dryer and found the button with Mrs. Pepper's help, and the smile on Peter's face was too bright to ignore as hot air blasted from the cone.Mrs. Pepper told him to press another button to blow out cold air, and the hot air can be adjusted in size. At this time, Peter couldn't help himself.

"Rig, how much is this?" Peter's eyes sparkled.

"You really want to?" Heimdall asked.

"Less nonsense, how much!" More aggressive buyers.

"Let's put it this way, it's about three days' worth of food for you."

Peter dropped the hair dryer with a snap, panicked on his face, "It's so expensive!"

Pepper and her daughter were silent, how much did he spend on a meal... his little face turned pale.

"Your store is too deceitful." Peter thinks that the boss of Strulusson is asking too much and lacks integrity.

"It's because you are too good at picking, so you don't have to pay a high price." Heimdall shook his head.

Mrs Pepper said: "The price of this hair dryer is higher than the average price of other items."

Peter understood, "I'm so lucky." He was quite proud.

In a circle, everyone has their own gains.

The king took a fancy to a cow-patterned washbasin and seemed to like the big black and white color blocks.Heimdall thinks it is probably going to use this plate as a rice bowl, and Pepper thinks it is for bathing it, thinking that the size is too small, so he enthusiastically promotes another product of the same series that is slightly larger than this plate. Stopper for easy water release.The king looked down on it, and looked for the one he was biting.

One Hulk and one girl stalemate for a long time, ending with Hulk's victory.

Peter also took a fancy to a remote control car, and under Heimdall's instruction, Mrs. Pepper sold it at a low friendly price.Mionier waved Heimdall to get the toy soldiers consigned in the store and couldn't put it down, so this set of toy soldiers was returned to Heimdall for free, and Mionier inherited it.

The master is very interested in food processors such as toasters, and after a long consideration, he finally decided not to make one.

"Sheena's going to pass out," Victor said.

The master's occasional cooking behavior has already made the house-elf lose a little sense of security. If he moves back with a machine that just presses a button and everything happens naturally, Hina still howls and bangs her head against the wall every day.For the sake of the life of their beloved house-elf, the master suppressed the longing in his heart.At Heimdall's suggestion, he chose a historic integrated circuit radio, one of the consignment items, which has been magically transformed by the original owner of the item, and can be used directly after moving home.

Victor planned to keep the radio in his office and listen to Belgian wizarding radio during his lunch break.

Heimdall's shop also accepts second-hand Muggle items for consignment. Considering word of mouth and other factors, the consignment conditions are relatively harsh. The owner of the item must prove on the spot that the magical transformation of the item is safe, and must also show the approval of the Muggle item supervision department of the local Ministry of Magic. Certificates, the higher the price tag, the longer the re-inspection time in Heimdall's hands, so the number of items to be inspected is far more than the actual consignment items in the store.

When the group left, Little Pepper was not as reluctant as before. He waved his little hands with a smile and watched them go.

two,

Peter said goodbye to them at the door of the Blue Cotton Bookstore on Midsummer Avenue, and patted Heimdall on the shoulder in an old-fashioned way, telling him to study hard and make progress every day, so as not to embarrass IW.The head of the office was slapped so hard by this colleague who didn't know how serious it was, he raised his foot and kicked him away mercilessly.

A family of three with two animals was preparing to move into the bookstore when Carlo's call came.Heimdall turned around and saw the little fat man panting from far to near.

"Hi, Carlo!" Heimdall slapped Carlo with his right hand with a smile on his face.

"Fortunately, you didn't go far." Carlo wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What's the matter?" Heimdall was puzzled.

"Hurry up and go back to school with me, or you will delay things if you don't go."

"What's the delay?"

"A welcome party."

"Isn't it at night?" It was written in the notices for the new school year sent home with the book list.

"Now we're getting ready." Carlo said naturally.

"Preparing for what?" Heimdall became more and more confused.

"New Year's Eve!"

It's back again.

The two stared at each other.

Heimdall was silent for a moment, "Why do you start preparing for the orientation meeting at night? What are you preparing for? Sitting in a chair in a daze, make sure you don't get the wrong seat at night?"

Carlo snarls, "Orientation speech, man! Don't tell me you're not prepared!"

"Speak? What do you say?"

Carlo saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, and his mind froze a bit—Mr. Jones immediately pressed the hot start button.

"You know there will be a welcome party tonight, right?" Carlo asked cautiously, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.

"I know, I read the New Year's Notes."

Carlo suddenly had an inspiration, "Have you seen the other things sent along with the New Year's Notes?"

"Isn't it just a list of books? After reading it, all the second-hand books I prepared earlier are useless, so I can only buy new ones." Speaking of this room chief, he was haggard and melancholy.

Carlo stared hard, "Only these two things? Nothing else?"

"Isn't it always like this in previous years? Is there anything else?"

Carlo was silent, wiped his sweat, and finally understood what was wrong. This is the legendary oolong. In other words, they notified everyone, but forgot the person involved.

"Rig, you must put down what you are doing now and follow me to school. I will explain the details to you on the way." Carlo said with a serious face. "If any part of the orientation meeting opens the window, it will be a fatal blow to Principal Karkaroff."

Heimdall was dumbfounded, "...your threat is too powerful."

Carlo smiled mischievously, "It will work as long as it works."

"What's going on? Don't fool me, just focus on the key points!" Heimdall didn't accept ambiguity.

"Congratulations, Mr. Stulusson, you have become the new president of the student union of Durmstrang College." Carlo said quickly.

1、2、3、4、5、6、7……室长的表情无法用语言来形容了。

three,

Beside the carriage, the two were still chatting, and the background music was the crying of the little baby.

"...I don't even know when I ran for the election, how did I become the president of the student union?! When did I run for the election? At the end of the last school year? I was still in Heidegerak at that time!" Heimdall hurriedly turned his face to appease child. "Baby don't cry, if you continue to cry, Dad, I want to cry..."

Mionier clenched his small fists and sprayed tears vigorously, his little face was flushed with suffocation.The parting came too fast, and the baby was not prepared at all.

Heimdall shook the child in his arms, and exchanged helpless distressed eyes with the master.

"Dad will visit you in two days," he turned to Carlo, "we don't have classes on Thursday afternoon, do we?"

Carol thought about it and nodded.

"Mionnell will be able to see Dad on Thursday afternoon."

Mionier was still crying.

"I'll do it." Victor held out his hand.

Heimdall tried several times to hand over the child to her husband but failed. Mionnier wrapped his hands and feet around him, wiping his tears, nose, saliva and saliva on the chief's cloak.

Heimdall was a little confused, "Baby, Sixiang is still waiting for you at grandpa's house, and there are toffee, Xiaoba, Olar, they are all waiting for you." Mionier's crying suddenly became quieter.

Friends are actually more attractive than us? !The room chief gritted his teeth with jealousy.

Seeing that the child gradually stopped crying, Heimdall took a lot of effort not to let his little chicken guts come out and make trouble, so he quickly handed the child to Victor, who couldn't help laughing, and gave him a white look by the way.

Xiaomi pouted, staring at the little rabbit doll in his hand - a small gift from Mrs. Pepper. The beautiful little rabbit wearing a bat cloak was crunched by him.

Looking at the pinched and deformed rabbit, Heimdall thought amusedly, this kid actually has quite a temper.

"Mionir, don't you have anything to say to little dad?" Victor reminded in his son's ear.

Mionir raised his eyes to look at Heimdall, immediately lowered his head, then raised his head again, and then lowered again in a blink of an eye. This went on and on several times. Heimdall held his hands and gently rubbed his flesh. cheek.

"You're quite angry, do you really have nothing to say to me?" Heimdall asked.

Mionier's pursed mouth could hang an oil bottle.

Heimdall shrank his hand and said casually, "Let's go."

Mionnier opened his eyes wide "ah", and hurriedly looked at Heimdall, but Heimdall just didn't look at him, just whispered to the master, and then kissed tenderly.Mionier is so anxious, the poor Halloween bunny is about to be crushed by him.

"How old is he, he still knows as much as a child." After a kiss, Victor whispered in his ear.

"I haven't graduated yet, I'm still a child." Heimdall broke the jar shamelessly.

Master laughed.

Mionier became more anxious when he heard Dapapa's laughter, moved around in his arms, and called out, "Rig... Dad... Dad..." In an instant, his big red eyes filled with tears again .

Heimdall finally faced him, and seeing his son's tearful face, the hardened steel turned into tender fingers.

"Be obedient at grandpa's house, baby." I couldn't help but slapped my son's face several times.

Mionier nodded, with a look of grievance on his face.

Heimdall laughed.

Ten minutes later, the carriage rushed into the sky, and Heimdall looked at the crumbling dark clouds above his head, without saying a word for a long time.

Carlo followed his gaze for a long time, until he couldn't bear his self-forgetfulness like a thinker anymore, and reminded, "Hello, did you hear me? I can't see it anymore."

four,

On the way back to school, Carlo briefly described the ins and outs of the matter—why Heimdall became the president of the student union without knowing anything. It turned out that the cause was Ada Bonasera, the former president of the student union. Point Heimdall. (PS: Does anyone still remember this dude?)

"Because you are not here, you cannot participate in the election. This is unfair to you. I don't know how Bonasera operated. He successfully persuaded more than half of the candidates to give up the election. During the next election process Support a student union officer who was promoted to the student union chairman, and that officer announced that he would voluntarily relinquish the position of chairman the moment he was elected, and you became the only candidate among the candidates who neither gave up nor was eliminated." Carlo said.

Heimdall frowned, "Does that mean I was already the president of the student union in the sixth grade?" Bonasera was two years older than Heimdall. In the summer he graduated, Heimdall was leisurely celebrating the end of the fifth grade. after summer vacation.

"That's right, you're still the president of Durmstrang's student body under the system of re-election," Caro said.

"Why didn't you tell me!" They obviously exchanged letters when they were in school, and they also met during the holidays.

"Bonasera told us not to. He said that if you knew in advance, you would definitely find a way to take this hat off."

He does know himself.

"Since when have you guys been so easy to talk?!" The head of the room was heartbroken. "He actually helped Bonasera to plot against me!"

Carlo said calmly, "Bonasera told us frankly that you were his only friend during his studies in Durmstrang."

"...He said that?" Heimdall murmured.

Carlo nodded.

How lonely this kid must be to regard him as his only friend.Well, to be honest, Director Sturluson was quite moved by Bonaser's unexpected sensationalism.

For the next period of time, neither of them spoke again.

They walked into the campus under the flying snowflakes. Carlo asked with a smile, "Where are we going next, Mr. Chairman?"

Heimdall narrowed his eyes, "You are?"

"I'm nothing now," Carlo said bluntly. "I'm just waiting for you to appoint a deputy or something!"

Vice what?Vice president?What a big tone!

Heimdall grinned, "Okay, don't you have to prepare, let's go."

Carlo took the lead in transferring with a smile on his face.

Fives,

Director Sturlusson looked around the clearly high-end campus like a bumpkin, and the pace was even more unrestrained than when he hosted the Youth Quidditch Cup back then.

"Is Principal Karkaroff okay?" Seeing that there was no one around, Heimdall lowered his voice like a thief.

"Very good." Maybe Carlo felt that this statement was too thin, and added, "It's a bit too good."

Heimdall stared at the statue of a lady holding a vase in the wind and snow. The amphora in her arms was actually filled with bright roses. This is a low temperature environment comparable to the Arctic Circle. Those roses with huge flower heads look very valuable .Mr. Stulusson is not very good at the market of flowers, but her husband's family got rich by relying on this, and he has accumulated some knowledge under his influence.

After Heimdall found that more than one statue had been arranged similarly, he let out a long breath, "It's really too good."

While talking, several children wearing Durmstrang's thick cloak came from the front, and when they passed by the two, they suddenly focused on Heimdall's face in unison, and chirped, "Hello, Chairman!"

Heimdall was taken aback, and before he came back to his senses, the children were amused by his blank expression, looked at each other, laughed and ran away quickly.

"I'm back to myself...Mr. Chairman..." Carlo breathed in Heimdall's ear as if conjuring his soul.

Almost turned into a spinning top by the room chief's slap.

"You murdered!" Carlo was trembling because of his aggrieved body.

"I'm sorry, sorry, it's a conditioned reflex."

"...What kind of trick are you doing? It's too fierce." Carlo muttered, if he hadn't dodged quickly, Kaxiaoluo would have suffered.

Heimdall didn't have the nerve to tell him that this was the women's self-defense technique taught to him by the instructor of the police force after studying his physique...

"Wait, wait, that's not what I want to talk about, these are not the point!" Heimdall grabbed Carlo and said seriously. "Did you see the group of juniors who walked past just now?"

"Of course I saw it, first grade." It can be seen on the school uniform.

"How could there be a girl!" The head of the room was quite shocked, thinking that he was so worried about the country and the people that he had hallucinations.

"Our school was not originally a boys' school." Carlo reminded.

Heimdall suddenly realized, "Finally there are girls who are willing to come to our school?" I remember that there was a year when men farmed and women weaved. The girls changed their minds before leaving, which caused all the boys in the school to howl in disappointment.

Carlo was silent, and Heimdall didn't take it seriously.

After another walk, Carlo said, "You'd better be mentally prepared."

"What do you mean?" Heimdall said as he raised his eyes to look at the auditorium, and his whole body suddenly became ill.

Hanging outside the white auditorium is a huge poster that cannot be ignored even with 0.1 eyesight. On the poster, there is a young man with an extremely deep shape and a coquettish smile. He is waving his right hand and saying something loudly. The caption read: Dear boys and girls, Durmstrang welcomes you! ! !

Heimdall said with a blank face, "Who is this man?"

Carlo said sympathetically, "It's you."

The head of the room was about to cry, "Why don't I remember this happening?"

"The principal made it with a spell. I heard it cost a lot of money."

Daring is PS!

"Without my consent, it infringes on my right to portrait." The head of the office decided to follow the law.

Carlo was not in a hurry to defend the principal. "The principal ran around with this poster throughout the summer vacation. Most of the first graders this year were attracted by the principal's rhetoric and the poster."

Heimdall understood, and sighed, this beating forced him to contribute the remaining value.

six,

This year, there are 37 first-year students enrolled in Durmstrang College, including 16 girls. This number has created a new high since the [-]th century.

"Traveling all over the world and owning our incomparable poster, 37 people doesn't seem like a lot..." Heimdall shook his head.

"37 is the number after the enrollment expansion system came out, and it may be even less." Carlo said in a low voice.

"Our school has expanded its enrollment?"

"The pure blood admission mode has been relaxed. Now, as long as the pure blood is within three generations, it is considered a pure blood. How could it be ignored before the three generations." Carroll paused. "As long as great-grandfather wasn't all Mudbloods."

Is this an improvement?Or have pure-bloods really reached the "end of the road"?

Heimdall felt that the students who assigned homework in the venue were full of joy, smiling brightly, and particularly motivated to work.

Li An, who came to help, pushed the students of the same grade who were grinning from ear to ear, "You have a girlfriend, and those girls are in the first grade, don't let the old cows eat young grass and drag us down in the seventh grade! "

The boy held his chest up and looked up with a magnanimous look, and the gesture of waving his wand was not to mention how agile he was.

Ryan rolled his eyes and winked at Heimdall and Carlo.

Heimdall asked, "How do the first-year female students arrange accommodation?"

"It's your job," Carlo said.

"Don't come here, I know you must have thought about it, tell me, Vice Chairman Jones."

Carlo didn't say anything for a long time.

"Vice Chairman Jones?"

"say it one more time?"

"...Vice Chairman Jones."

Carlo closed his stomach, and wiped his hair in a very tall way, "Chairman of the report, in order to let the first-year female students feel the care from Durmstrang and enjoy the warmth of home in the world of ice and snow, I propose that the The first-year tower is set aside for girls-only dormitory.”

"What about the remaining 21 boys?"

"Stay with us."

"Seventh grade tower?"

Carlo nodded, "Only the seventh grade tower can be vacated."

The other dormitory towers are shared by two grades.

"Since you have arranged everything, then so be it." Heimdall said.

"Actually, that's what Headmaster Karkaroff meant," Karo said. "His original idea was to use the seventh-grade tower as a dormitory for girls. Principal Katenen interrupted and said that although the seventh-grade graduates are still a year away, they are still students in the German school anyway."

The implication is that Karkaroff favors one over another.The seventh grade tower has the best conditions among all the dormitory towers. If Karkaroff's wishes are followed, the seventh grade who is forced to move out will be heartbroken.Mr. Principal, isn't he afraid that these heartbroken graduates will complain casually outside and create obstacles for his road to Durmstrang's revival?It is estimated that Professor Katenen figured this out, and then resolutely prevented Karkarov from going his own way.

"As expected of the principal." Heimdall smiled half-smile.

Thinking of fighting wits and courage with such a principal in the coming year, Mr. Stulusson, the head of the department, oh no, there is another title of a higher level, Chairman Stulusson is particularly disheartened.

"One more thing," Carlo said. "I heard that the professor of the Protection of Magical Creatures class in our school has changed."

"Has Professor Ladiri resigned?" Heimdall said in surprise.

"Probably." Carlo shrugged.

"No way, Vice President Jones, there are things in the school that you don't know about."

"I'm half a social person now."

"Small fights in the school don't look down on you anymore? You don't run the school newspaper anymore?"

"Of course we have to do it!" For Carlo, besides food, gossip is the only thing he can't give up.

"Is the new professor male or female?"

The sudden voice startled the two of them. Unknowingly, several students who were listening to the wall gathered around them, their eyes were shining brightly, and they couldn't stop.

"It seems to be a man."

All the animals scattered.

The two seventh-grade seniors were used to it, and Carlo said solemnly: "Mr. Chairman, hurry up and prepare your speech, and you will use it on stage tonight." Having said that, he took out his little book. "If you don't mind, I have already drawn up a manuscript for you."

Heimdall took it without laughing, "Mr. Jones, you are the body of the vice chairman and the heart of the chairman."

As if he hadn't heard of it, Carlo said worriedly, "Let's see if there is anything else that needs to be added."