HP's Foreign Land

In front of the small square in the clock tower, Heimdall met fellow students who had returned to school one step ahead of him. They were walking in twos and threes through the long and narrow corridor propped up by the dark gray deformed Laurek stone pillars, and took a shortcut from the east of the castle. Go west.When they spotted Heimdall, they raised their arms and waved to him.

"What are you going to do?" Heimdall looked at them from a distance across the empty stone courtyard and the snowflakes flying all over the sky.

"Potions," replied one of the students. "And it's the last one." He added triumphantly.

故意向他炫耀是吧？！海姆达尔无奈的想：我还一门都没考呐。今天是1月10日，考试周快要结束了。本学期公布的考试周从1月5日开始，截止到1月11日。

Durmstrang has a one-week exam week at the end of each term and a two-week exam week at the end of the academic year.This arrangement is due to the fact that there are more subjects in the academic year exam than in the semester exam. The elective courses are not lighter than the main courses, and they are also related to the future employment direction.

Examination is a very common teaching mode in this school. After hundreds of years of development and evolution, it has gradually become the learning method that students are most exposed to besides listening to lectures.Each main course has a summative examination every semester, and elective courses are taken once a year.More small tests are carried out at the end of each class, mainly to test the students' listening efficiency, not necessarily written tests, but also random questions and answers or simple operation exercises... In short, the test is very complicated. Every aspect is involved.

每名学生一个学年结束时都会得到一个总分，这个总分包括60%的期末考试成绩+15%课堂笔记+15%随堂小测验+10%的课后作业，其中15%的随堂小测验里还包含着5%的课堂问答分。

Although the total score is not up to the standard, you will not be repeated, but after the upgrade, you still have to take the failed subjects. If you still fail to complete it in the seventh grade, not only will you not be able to get a diploma, but the school will not write you a letter of recommendation .Judging from the status quo of jobs in various countries in the world, qualification certificates are required to apply for positions, and what kind of jobs correspond to what kind of certificates. If you do not have a recommendation letter from a school, then you do not even have the right to take the qualification certificate.

"This is extra-judicial kindness from the professors," the complacent student seemed to feel Heimdall's envy, and continued to show off. "Before we went to Sugar Mouse, we almost passed the exam. If Professor Laurent hadn't postponed the final exam due to something, we would have gone home now."

This reminds Heimdall of an idiom: one person can ascend to heaven.The problem is that he, a person who deserves to be enlightened, is still stranded in the "mortal world", while those chickens and dogs have soared...

Saying goodbye to his classmates who were excited about the upcoming holiday, Heimdall climbed to the top of the clock tower.

The gate of the principal's office is still the Spring Symphony Suite, and the password is still "Ice Cave Cellar".Heimdall had doubts about this. Isn't using the same password all the time the same as leaving the door open?Benson once told him vaguely that unwelcome guests would be "eaten" by that painting...

There were no three sessions, and only Igor Karkarov was alone in the warm principal's room. He was sitting behind his large cherry wood desk, and he greeted Heimdall with a big smile.

"Is the journey going well? Mr. Sturlusson?" Karkaroff's mellow voice is extremely pleasant. If you don't watch the video and just listen to the sound, it will be a kind of enjoyment.

"Yes, Mr. Principal, very well."

"Tea?" The principal waved his hand, and a tea set floated to Heimdall. "Or something to eat?" A dark golden plate followed.

"Thank you, no need." Heimdall smiled dryly.

Karkaroff didn't mind that his graciousness was in vain at all, he stood up with a touch of excitement, and came out from behind the desk. "I have already received a letter from the Sugar Mouse Organizing Committee. It is really great. Your outstanding performance in the competition has won you the glory you deserve, the championship in the team competition and the third place in the broomstick speed competition. Who would have thought of that beforehand?" What?! What a surprise!"

Heimdall listened to his aria-like eulogy, and murmured in his heart: The principal must regret that he had underestimated the prestige of the Sugar Mouse Grand Prix, especially since Chairman Mustafa is in charge of the Sugar Mouse this year, which is better than any previous competition. He has a lot of influence, and the lack of a chance to show his face will definitely make him beat his chest and regret it.

Karkaroff grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and his usual indifferent and sharp eyes disappeared, replaced by an elegant and gentle one who taught and cared for others. "You haven't taken your final exam yet?"

"No."

"I've seen your grades. You don't have to worry about the final exam. You'll pass it." Karkaroff said confidently. "Your exam will start tomorrow. Tomorrow is the last day of the exam week. The final exams of each grade are also over. At that time, the professors of each subject will be free to entertain you in person."

Hearing that benevolent tone, does Mr. Principal think this is quite an honor? !Heimdall wanted to rub his face. "Thank you, Mr. Principal." He tugged the stiff mouth muscles.

"Don't leave the school until the 13th." Karkalov specially took care of him. "The awards from the Sugar Mouse Organizing Committee will arrive one by one that day, and they only allow the winners to accept the awards in person. Do you understand what I mean?"

This last one is the key.Heimdall nodded obediently, and then walked out of the room.

After leaving the clock tower, he saw August, the current captain of the Quidditch school team, who had changed from his flimsy uniform to a professional uniform, looking as if he had just come out of training.

"Is there anything you can do for me?" Heimdall asked.

"Bernick asked me to pick you up. He was supposed to come, but I didn't allow him to leave the training ground." August frowned. "The lost amount of training must be made up, and we can no longer give him an excuse to leave the team casually." The captain is very strict, and he is a well-known strongman in the school.

"I'm not a Papillon. I need to be chained every day." Heimdall complained half-truthfully, and followed the captain towards the Quidditch field.

"You mean the kind of pet dog Muggles like to keep?" August said. "Only the large aggressive breeds are on a leash, and the small pet dogs are on the arm."

Heimdall was very surprised: "Do you still know about Muggle pets?"

"Someone in the family likes to keep pets, whether they are Muggles or wizards." Mr. Captain seemed a little helpless when he said this. "Most Muggles prefer dogs, wizards prefer cats."

"Muggles consider dogs more loyal than cats," Heimdall said.

[That's because with Muggle intelligence, they can only deal with animals as stupid as they are. ] "What?" Heimdall thought he had heard wrong.

"What's wrong?" August suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.

Heimdall was startled, then smiled apologetically at him, "It's nothing, just talking to myself."

August accepted his explanation, turned his head back, and resumed his stopped pace.

Heimdall suppressed all his smiles and looked sideways. At this moment, the black cat, which had been separated for nearly a month and a half, was walking by his feet alive and well. Its black fur was black and shiny, its slender tail swayed from side to side, and its steps were light and leisurely. .

It still swaggered as before, lacking the self-awareness that a cat should have.

【long time no see. ] Heimdall said in his heart.

"Meow~~~~" the black cat replied, jumped onto the high window sill lightly, and jumped onto Heimdall's shoulder from the window sill. [Since you left, this school has become more and more lifeless and boring. ] It nestled down on the boy's shoulder.

Heimdall smiled. [Can I understand this in a better way? 】The black cat didn't approve, but didn't object either.

After a while, the black cat's voice came into his head again, sounding sullen: [Did you bring a house elf back? 】【Have you already met? 】The black cat ignored his question. [Why should it be arranged in the experimental laboratory? 】【Xina is in the laboratory? ] Heimdall pursed his lips. [Sorry, this is not my decision. It all depends on how my father wrote the letter back then. I honestly don't know exactly where Hina will be arranged.Bringing a house-elf from one's own home into school is already very unreasonable, one cannot ask too much, and one should know how to accept it as soon as it is good. 】【Troublesome humans. 】Black cat commented like this.

***

Although the Quidditch training ground in Durmstrang cannot be compared with the professional venues for international competitions, it is also one of the top magic schools in the world. The Diqi venue is slightly smaller, ranking second among the three major magic schools in Europe.

Igor Karkaroff once commented sourly that Hogwarts' Quidditch venue needs to host the Academy Cup, while Durmstrang's Quidditch venue tends to be more for training than competition.

The training on the field was in full swing. Heimdall followed August into the stone towers erected on the edge of the field. A small flag with the school emblem was flying on the top of each simple and rough stone tower. A tower, six flags, and surrounding the site are specially used to observe the situation in the site.The Quidditch field in Durmstrang has no auditorium. Except for members of the cheerleading group who come to watch at a fixed time and place, other students rarely set foot in it. On the one hand, the principal does not want some overactive students to disturb the school team On the other hand, the Durmstrang school team is a well-known attacking team. They never compete in their own school, but like to go out to other schools to accept challenges.Perhaps as Karkaroff himself said, Durmstrang's stadium is a training camp.

The black cat jumped off Heimdall's shoulders, jumped onto the exposed stone window sill, and looked out with great interest.Snowflakes fluttered past the window opening, and occasionally one or two flakes sneaked in with the wind, but were immediately melted into water droplets by the indoor temperature, and evaporated completely.

It's not cold here at all.There are stone windows with doors wide open all around, but you can't feel the cold.There is a blazing brazier in the center of the room, which continuously sends heat into the room, and there is no smoke or firewood consumption. This is the magic at work.

The gray clouds were thick and low, as if they were within your reach, and seemed to collapse at any moment.The members of the school team train in such bad weather, regardless of the heat and winter.In fact, the Durmstrang Mountains will never greet you with a smile, and you will never be kind. If you want to improve your Quidditch skills, you must first conquer the weather here.

Seeing how desperate they were, Heimdall guessed, "Are you going to train during the holidays?"

"Because there is no training during the holidays, the time before the holidays should be used well." Auguste said as a matter of course.

With such a serious and responsible captain around, Karkaroff can rest easy.

But... August is already in seventh grade.

"Reuben."

Heimdall looked back, and saw a black-haired boy about his own age standing at the entrance, holding a leather book in his hand, with a hint of uneasiness and cowardice hidden in his expression, especially when he saw Heimdall he cringed. bow your head.

Ruben August frowned quickly, as if he was disgusted by the boy's timidity.Then, Heimdall saw that the boy was not wearing a school uniform, although he thought it was, and when he took a closer look, he realized he was wrong.

The black-haired boy's robe is exactly the same as Durmstrang's regular school uniform in terms of shape and style, but it is missing a key factor. There is no school badge pattern on his robe, not only on the chest, but also on the cuffs and buttons on the placket. No cutout shield logo.

In other words, this boy is a special student.

Heimdall didn't know if he had expressed his surprise, but August introduced them generously: "This is Heimdall Strulusson, and this is Quinn, let's get to know each other."

Heimdall was about to stretch out his hand, but he stopped his hand completely in the initial movement with a humble bow.

"It's an honor, Mr. Sturluson." Quinn said respectfully.

Heimdall put down his hands embarrassingly, "Hello." He smiled dryly.Could this be the performance that special admissions should have?He always thought that special admissions were paid [-] to [-] like a certain Italian.

That boy is here to deliver the latest challenge book from magic schools around the world. This kind of challenge book is available almost every semester. It is Karkaroff who will stay, the headmaster's choice is more important than anything else.

Seeing the boy leaving in a hurry, Heimdall touched his nose.

"What's the matter? Did Quinn make you feel uncomfortable?" August noticed his small movements. In fact, he could see Heimdall's slight astonishment from the very beginning.

He was really uncomfortable when he said that.Heimdall smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't mean anything else, I thought you..." He didn't know how to express it.

August said interestingly: "Think I'm the kind of person who strictly abides by moral standards, has a decent style, and is serious and unreasonable?"

Heimdall nodded.

August waved his hand, "I'm sure, this is Victor, not me."

"No wonder." Heimdall retorted immediately. "You come across as more rigid than Victor."

"'Blame' should be my line," August pointed out. "At least I can accept special admissions, but Victo can't."

"Tyler Heath sold him special admissions, too?"

August laughed, as if he heard something funny. "Why do you think our school team is famous?"

"He didn't accept it?"

"In fact, Victor was tormented by the special admissions. The special admissions system in the past was more open than it is now. Those boys were able to enter the campus at certain times..." August scratched his eyebrows and said funny. "Because Victor once refused righteously in front of the principal, whether it was casually running into his room or frequently meeting on the road, he asked them to leave immediately. Of course Karkaroff will buy his account."

"Maybe he likes girls better." Heimdall grunted.

August propped his chin with his hand: "Tell me, Rigg, what do you think special admissions is?"

"Functional...service staff, that's how I understand it."

"You are better than Bernick, who directly called the special admissions 'a disgusting cancer'." August looked at him approvingly and said. "Don't be so surprised, do you think that he is the same as Duncan because he is very familiar with Duncan? Bernick once told Taylor Heath categorically that he would leave his virginity to his future wife for the newlyweds. night of."

Heimdall couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Duncan is also very direct." August continued to break the news.

"He likes girls." Heimdall was [-]% sure that Mr. Orville had no interest in men.

"That's right, it's a school secret that Duncan only likes women," August said. "When Taylor Heath approached him, he dug out all his collections of anthropology magazines, what kind of eyes, what kind of nose, what kind of mouth, what kind of face shape, what kind of skin, etc. Wait, he picked out one by one from the magazines and pointed them to Heath, and finally said that if he could find such a girl for himself, he would pay the bill immediately.”

After talking about being a girl for a long time, Taylor Heath must have lost her hair during that time.

"Special admissions is not as superficial and lowly as most people think." August brushed off his cuffs. "Their, um, functionality also varies from person to person. Some students will become pure friends with special students, without any eroticism. Some are like babysitters, like Louis, our team's backup Chaser. His special His parents helped him to choose the admissions, and they watched his study and life like a housekeeper every day, as for me... probably because of the flood of sympathy." He smiled self-deprecatingly. "I want to sponsor that kid (referring to Quinn) to go to school, on the premise that he must get out of this circle as soon as possible."

Heimdall sighed after hearing this: "August, don't deny it, there's nothing to be shy about." He joked. "You are a decent and well-behaved person."

The captain of the school team responded by turning his face away and rolling his eyes towards the sky.