HP's Foreign Land

one,

Members of the student union would involuntarily look in the direction of the chairman's seat the moment they stepped through the threshold. Today, the seat was empty, and there was a black cat squatting on the chairman's desk.Durmstrang students are no strangers to the elusive cat, the pet pod of Chairman Sturluson.

When everyone was guessing why the cat appeared in the conference room of the student union, the vice-chairman Carlo Jones strolled over.

"Is everyone here?" Carlo asked after entering the door.

"The chairman hasn't arrived yet." Someone replied.

Carlo sat down in his seat and raised his voice, "Mr. Chairman can't get away from himself. I will support this morning's meeting."

The two fifth-grade rookies showed exaggerated expressions of relief, and slumped on their chairs, making everyone laugh.

Carlo seemed to turn a blind eye with connivance, but Mr. Vice-Chairman knew very well that the reason why the pod was sitting in that position was to somewhat cover up the automatic shorthand quill floating above the chair. Not as empty as they thought, in fact, there is a piece of parchment lying on it, this paper and the quill hovering above will faithfully record every word of this meeting, for Mr. Chairman to read after the meeting .

Right now, they are working...

Carlo cleared his throat pretentiously, preventing everyone from laughing.

"Let's hurry up and finish the regular meeting. Have you finished your homework?"

With Carlo's reminder, the topic of the cadres finally got back on track.

At the same time, in the experimental laboratory, Chairman Stulusson, who was supposed to preside over the meeting in the student union, was sitting behind the desk in the laboratory, arranging the examination papers, and his assistant, Interlaken Zug, was neatly packing up the tools for the practical assessment .After everything was over, Heimdall called Zug to him.

"About the succession of the experimental laboratory, let me ask you one last time. Have you really thought it through?" Heimdall asked.

The original three-day thinking period has long since expired.

Zuge seemed a little hesitant, "...can I really do it?"

"I can't answer. If you don't have self-confidence, no matter what others say, it won't help. The key is your attitude." Heimdall said patiently.

"I want to try, Chief." Zug gritted his back molars. "If the end result is not what I wanted, at least I tried."

Heimdall smiled, "I'm glad to hear you say that."

This assessment made Director Strulusson very excited. He seemed to be able to see the bright future of the experimental laboratory, especially the aggressiveness shown by the first and second graders.Mr. Pepper's performance surprised the head of the department. The head of the department has reason to believe that the laboratory may welcome a female head.

As a male, Mr. Room Chief has the same expectations for men, maybe this expectation is a little bit higher, especially the "veteran" Zug, he is currently Heimdall's most promising next room chief first candidate.Hope Zug doesn't disappoint him.

"The examination papers will be handed over to you," Heimdall pointed to the stack of parchment in front of him. "It's time to deduct points and marks, and it's time to mark them with crosses. When deducting points, you don't have to worry about the candidates' mood. Your strictness is responsible for their future."

"I'll correct it?!" Chu Ge was startled.

Heimdall ignored his surprise, and said directly, "If anyone disagrees, let them come to me, provided that your correction is correct."

Under Heimdall's unchanging gaze, Zug nodded bravely, "I'll try my best."

"Try your best? Do you still expect me to correct your mistakes? I will announce the results as soon as I get the test papers and use your grades." The head of the office said firmly.

Zugnei hugged the examination paper with a full face.

two,

When Beja hurried past the bulletin board outside the cafeteria, she found that the Quidditch pitch timetable pasted up during lunch break was missing. to no avail.

Beja held a boy in the same grade, "Where's the timetable for the court posted at noon? Why isn't it there?"

"I don't know..." The boy broke away from her hand, turned and walked away in a hurry.

Beja stared suspiciously at the boy's back until he disappeared up the stairs with a banister.

what happened? !Beja's feminine instincts told her that the disappearance of the watch was artificial.When she came to the women's locker room outside the Quidditch pitch, the heavily armed teammates who were supposed to practice on the field stayed in the locker room, and some clues could be seen from the depressed expressions of everyone.

"Why didn't you play?" Beja walked quickly to her closet.

A dark-skinned girl with horn braids said angrily: "The school team never left the field. We were kicked out. They said they were about to play against the Heideggerach school team and needed time to practice. I hope we will take the overall situation into consideration and learn to understand them." .”

"The school team finally knows how to practice?" Beja sneered.

"We also have competitions. Although our competitions are only incidental, the school team is too bullying. We don't usually see them practicing, but when it's our turn to use the field, they suddenly become active!"

Beja suppressed her anger and asked, "Has the captain come over?"

"Not yet." The girl with horn braids shook her head.

"Wait until the captain comes over." Beja closed the closet door with a bang.

three,

Beja's calmness is not unreasonable, because Heimdall, who is the substitute school team consultant teacher, will definitely be there, and they don't need to talk about it, and the situation will be clear at a glance.

Heimdall also noticed that the usage notice on the notice board at the entrance of the cafeteria was missing, and it was discovered earlier than Beja's - the first grade courses were actually arranged more tightly than the seventh grade, that is, there were more class hours, and the first class in the afternoon did not The chairman of the student council of the seventh grade in the class strolled to the cafeteria.

At that time, he immediately ordered the house-elf to subsidize one, but he didn't expect that notice to disappear again after the second class.The house-elf made up another one, in other words, the house-elf had paid twice before Beja found out that the notice was missing.One last time Mr Chairman sprinkled something on the notice.

Heimdall followed Little Pepper to the women's locker room, and after learning about the embarrassing experience of the substitute school team, he took the two captains of the substitute school team to the school team's locker room.

The fourth-year substitute who opened the door clasped his chest and screamed after seeing Pepper and Beja behind Heimdall.Heimdall ignored his coyness, and walked into the locker room first, followed by Pepper and Beja, and high-pitched screams erupted from time to time in the locker room.

"How dare you scream at this size?!" Beja snorted contemptuously. "Unexpectedly, there is no meat on your body, and there is very little fat there."

Men are very concerned about "big and small". Being despised by a 12-year-old girl, all males will be greatly rebellious. These members of the school team immediately blushed, or turned their backs or covered their lower body with their hands, but none of them was ambitious. Tighten your stomach and raise your head.

"You..." A sixth-grade member stood up angrily, and after meeting Heimdall's sharp eyes, he turned into a kitten and whimpered, "What can you do, Mr. Chairman?"

"Captain Pepper and Vice-captain Beja want to ask questions. As for me, you don't need to call me, I just take a look." Heimdall said and began to walk around the locker room.

Pepper and Beja looked at each other in blank dismay, but they did not forget their original intention, and loudly asked them to abide by the usage schedule and immediately give up the Quidditch pitch.

"I don't know what you guys are talking about..." the sixth grade stammered.

Little Pepper and Beya didn't expect them to be so shameless, and they were immediately speechless. Telling nonsense in front of the president of the student union is a technical job.

"Who tore off the use form posted at the entrance of the cafeteria?" Heimdall asked suddenly.

The school team kept silent from top to bottom. At this moment, captain Fang Tana stepped back from the field after receiving the news.

Heimdall asked again, and Fangtana laughed dryly, "How do you know it was done by someone from the school team? Maybe they dropped it by themselves, or maybe they did it on purpose..." Fangtana glanced at the little boy meaningfully. Pepper and Beja.

Pepper and Beja laughed back in anger.

Heimdall also laughed, and he said, "Fontana, Fontana, if you put all your shit into Quidditch training, you don't need to devote 100% to it. I think you can put 50.00% into it. Past Junior Quidditch Tournaments have definitely been in the top three."

Fang Tana bowed his head and remained silent, his mental quality was breathtaking.

Heimdall suddenly pointed forward, "You, yes, don't doubt it, it's you."

The boy who was being called stood up abruptly, subconsciously took out his pockets with both hands, and hung them by his side.

"How did you do it?" Heimdall asked.

The boy's hands were red and swollen, with large and small pustules all over the back of his hands, which made his scalp tingle.

"No, I accidentally burned it." The boy muttered.

Noticing the smell of burn ointment on the abscess, Heimdall grabbed his wrist and looked, "The burn ointment doesn't seem to be very effective."

The boy sneaked a cautious glance at Captain Fontana.

"I have a jar of ointment here that works well, you can try it." Heimdall didn't give him a chance to refuse, and evenly spread the milky white ointment on it.

The boy let out a long and comfortable breath. The cool ointment relieved the burning and itching of the pustules. The pustules disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a large area of ​​redness and swelling disappeared in an instant.

Heimdall smeared the juice squeezed out of the fish-eye bulb on the notice of the second subsidy. The effect was not as intense and rapid as that of the Babo tuber. It is enough to make a tender-skinned child suffer a little. Only the pain of the skin can make him long-term memory .

"It's wrong to lie, you know? No matter who asks you to do it, you shouldn't agree to it." Heimdall said nonchalantly.

The boy understood, he pouted and remained silent; Fang Ta's face changed slightly.

"Give me a reason to take up the practice time of the substitute school team," Heimdall stopped circling around and said straight to the point. "The Quidditch field was idle for more than half of the time after the third class in the afternoon before this. If you can't give me a reason enough to convince me, the student union will use compulsory means to ask you to return the field."

"We need time to practice," Fontana said.

"Not enough." Heimdall shook his head and walked out.

Fangtana said anxiously, "We are about to fight the Helgerak school team, and we need enough practice time."

Heimdall crossed his arms, "Do you need me to repeat what I just said?"

Fang Tana said awkwardly, "We were wrong for wasting so much time. We have learned our lesson."

"Any more?" Heimdall said.

Fangtana gritted his teeth, "We will definitely win!"

"Hopefully the varsity team doesn't let us down this time," Heimdall said. "The substitute school team is for me to explain to you, but I hope you remember that this is an opportunity for you to sacrifice the free practice time of the substitute school team. If you don't keep your promise - lose the game, after the friendly match, In terms of resource supply in the future, the student union will give priority to the interests of the substitute school team."

There was silence in the varsity locker room.

four,

Leaving the school team locker room and walking into the women's locker room, Heimdall surrendered, "I'm about to be killed by your gaze, please speak up what you want to say."

"We were betrayed by you just like that!" Little Pepper said angrily.

Beja didn't say a word, her eyes were gloomy.

"I'll find another place for you to practice," Heimdall said.

"Besides the Quidditch pitch, does our school have other open spaces?" Little Pepper thought Heimdall was fooling them.

"Just follow me." He stopped outside the door, "Call your teammates out!"

Fives,

Karkaroff eloquently introduced the changes in Durmstrang to Michal August, and after pointing to the dormitory tower of the seventh grade, Karkaroff took him to the back mountain.

"I remember the road to the back mountain was closed," August said.

"A lot of things happened later, and now there are many magical animals living in the back mountain. What did Sturlusson say... By the way, the wildlife sanctuary." Karkaroff said enthusiastically.

"Why didn't you take me to the stadium?" August finally asked the doubts in his heart. "I already know why you invited me here, but you haven't talked to me about the school team so far, and you showed me around the campus enthusiastically. This should be the job of the president of the student union."

"You'll see why right away," Karkaroff said, still sarcastically. "Why don't you like me to show you around?"

August said helplessly, "Please don't embarrass me."

Karkaroff laughed, "The current president of the student union should have taken you through this experience. The problem is that our student union president is not available. He is notoriously busy at the school."

"I know that I haven't paid attention to the situation at my alma mater for a long time, but I didn't expect that earth-shaking changes have taken place here. It's hard for me to understand what you just said, and it's hard to believe its authenticity."

"Don't doubt it, the headmaster admits it himself, can there be any mistakes?" Karkaroff turned his face and looked away. "It's almost here, just ahead."

It was a bumpy and rugged mountainous area, with large and small steaming pools all over the ground. From time to time, strange-looking animals would fly over the pools and disappear in the surrounding bushes in a blink of an eye.The closer they were to the water pool, the clearer the crisp yelling became. When they stood by the outermost puddle, a few brooms dropped from the sky, whizzed over the pool, jumped up in the blink of an eye, and rushed into the sky.

August looked around in amazement, and there were a dozen brooms flying in the sky. During the thrilling shuttle of Quaffles and Bludgers, when they were about to fall into the pool, animals with strange shapes would swarm up, or Wield a batter's bat like a model, or simply hold a thick wood, and hit the round Bludger into the sky.

August was still struggling to digest it all, a small patch of sky was covered by a sudden shadow.

August was dumbfounded. Is that...a dragon? !Immediately afterwards, a loud and clear voice came from the sky, "Listen well, whoever is caught up by Apple Pie will stay today to clean up the Chicha Beast!"

The atmosphere in the air immediately became tense, as if they didn't want to stay for hygiene.

"Professor Karkaroff, this is..." August needed the truth.

"This is the substitute school team that I want you to take over. The girls are very motivated." Karkaroff said with a smile.

Substitute for the school team?girls? !The great former Captain August was in a trance.

"Sturluson!" Karkaroff amplified his voice with his wand. "Your coach is here!!!"

August smiled wryly, it would be impossible not to agree now.Judging from the ingenious practice methods of the players, the mental outlook should be good. August is not afraid to lead female players, as long as they can do what he requires.Quidditch is not a gentleman and a gentleman.

Two brooms flew down one after the other and stopped not far from them.Heimdall led the captain Pepper to the two of them. August noticed that Heimdall suddenly opened his eyes and quickened his pace. Knowing that he might have recognized him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"It's really the captain!" Heimdall bluffed before he came up to him.

August laughed loudly, "Didn't think of that."

"I didn't expect that." Heimdall was overjoyed. "Mr. Principal said that he would find a coach for us, and that I would be satisfied..."

"So are you satisfied?" August asked solemnly.

"Satisfied, very satisfied!" Heimdall said hastily.

Karkaroff also laughed heartily at the sight of him.

Heimdall pushed Little Pepper in front of them, "This is Melanie Bea, the captain of the substitute school team."

"Everyone calls me Pepper." After finishing speaking, Pepper realized that he was a bit abrupt, and added in a low voice, "It's easier to remember that."

August smiled, "Pepper."

Little Pepper laughed twice.

August glanced up and was not surprised to see the exercises that had obviously lost their efficiency. The girls were distracted from time to time to pay attention to the movement below, and the Quaffle was held in their hands for a long time and couldn't be thrown out.

"Why don't you go to the court to practice? Is it because of the difficulty of these obstacles?" The "difficulty" that August said was the troublemakers headed by the young dragon Apple Pie.

Little Pepper has always been straightforward: "If the court is to be handed over to the school team, we can only find another place to practice. This place is very good, and we think the training effect may be better than the court." They have never tried the orthodox court, and they think so based on their intuition.

August looked at Heimdall, who explained, "The school team is about to usher in a friendly match. The opponent is the Heideggerak school team. They need to practice without sleep and food."

"I haven't paid much attention to the recent situation of the Durmstrang school team after Krum and the others graduated," August said to the principal. "I wonder why you put me on the bench instead of the varsity team."

Karkaroff's face was a little ugly, and it seemed like killing him to admit that his skills were inferior to others.

"You'll find out this weekend." The headmaster obviously didn't want to talk about it.

"Well, I won't tell you anything. It's really unreasonable for you to take over the substitute school team. You can decide whether to take over after the weekend's friendly match. What do you think?" Heimdall said.

As Durmstrang's student union president, it is too difficult for him to complain about the various ills of the current school team to the former school team captain without any grievances. Karkaroff is ashamed to say it, not to mention that he has also witnessed it with his own eyes. The brilliant juniors of the varsity team.

August did not speak, and seemed to acquiesce to Heimdall's proposal.However, Captain August has his own way of handling things, so there is no need to learn about the current situation of the school team through other people's mouths.

August changed the subject lightly, "I think you have practiced a lot, and you also want to play in the friendly match?"

"We will have a practice match with Heideggerack's substitute team." Little Pepper said excitedly.

These little girls didn't seem to be afraid at all, not even apprehensive, only endless joy.

"Really?" August was affected by her emotions, and asked curiously, "Hideggerach's Quidditch school team is very strong?"

"Their consultant coach is Victor Krum, I think it should be very strong." Pepper said.

August frowned and asked Heimdall, "Are you guys going to fight? Why did Victor go to Heideggerak?"

"He used to be Durmstrang's consultant coach, and the focus of his work this school year has shifted to Heideggerak." Heimdall avoided the important ones.

Karkaroff didn't look very emotional.

August heard something was wrong, but chose to remain silent.

It all depends on the weekend.

six,

When Carlo, Ryan, and Leon walked to the gate of the castle, they saw Heimdall in front of them. The three of them speeded up their pace at the same time. When they approached, they noticed that there was another person standing beside Heimdall. The two seemed to be discussing something. The heads were brought close together, and the voice was lowered.

The three of them suddenly slowed down, and they didn't go up until the man left Heimdall.

"Aren't you guys planning to go directly to the stadium?" Heimdall was surprised by their sudden appearance.

"I've been to the stadium, but Heideggerach hasn't arrived yet, and the school team is showing off their power there. It's annoying to be chased after by a group of mindless juniors." Rian curled his lips.

"You get on well with Antonio Blanco, he's just transferred," Carlo said.

"Blanco volunteered as an assistant coach for the backup varsity team, and he was a warm hearted person," Heimdall said.

Carlo suddenly realized, and turned out his little book.

"What do you think of the friendly match this afternoon, Mr. Sturluson?" said Leon.

Heimdall made a tongue-tied look, "Leon, are you possessed by Carlo?"

Several people laughed.

Facing Carlo's burning gaze, Heimdall said, "I don't have any opinion. I hope they try their best to win."

"Look at the wording," Carlo sighed. "I think our cheering words back then were 'No. [-]! Win the championship! Get rid of them!'." When did it become that as long as you don't lose, you win?

"Sturlusson, Jones..." Karkaroff's voice came from behind, and the two followed the sound. The headmaster continued to shout anxiously, "Follow me! The guests are coming!"

"Isn't it?! Didn't Heidegger arrive at one o'clock in the afternoon?" Carlo pulled out his pocket watch. "It's only 10:15."

"Sturluson! Jones!" Karkaroff called again.

"Don't worry about that, let's go!" Heimdall grabbed Carlo's sleeve, turned to Rian and Leon and said, "Be sure to reserve a good seat for us!"