HP's Foreign Land

one,

This is what it says...

The couple hesitated, was he joking?

"Are you... not alive anymore?" Heimdall wanted to slap his mouth as soon as he said that, but he didn't know any more appropriate way to ask, so he closed it immediately after he finished speaking. Mouth.

The imaginary indiscriminate bombing did not appear, and the Six Sages showed no signs of going berserk.

"Of course I'm dead. Can a normal person live that long? Is that still a human?!" The six sages looked disgusted.

So what's the matter with you?abnormal person?

Thinking about how hard it was for them to break through to the last hurdle, they must not offend the Six Sages. If someone is unhappy and goes on strike, he will not even have a place to cry.

Victor comforted Heimdall's hand with a constipated expression on his face, and said in a loud voice, "I am Victor Krum, and he is Heimdall Sturluson, assuming we want to use your room, what should I do?"

"You guys were going to pass through my room, what assumptions or not, hypocrisy!" The Six Sages despised the master's beating around the bush.

This person is really difficult to serve, and he must have troubled people a lot when he was alive.The couple looked at each other dumbfounded.

The six sages turned a blind eye to their interaction, and waved their hands lightly, "You have also seen the layout of the room, do you need me to say more?"

nonsense!If you don't say anything, how do we know what you think in your heart? Maybe the arrangement of the room as a black magic practice room is entirely out of personal preference, Heimdall swears.

Victor's mood didn't fluctuate in the slightest because of the stabbing tone of the six sages, and he asked without changing his face, "What do we need?"

"Of course it's a magic duel!" The six sages were full of energy as soon as they said this.

The husband and wife were not very surprised, they were mentally prepared to see such a venue.

"What kind of duel do you plan to adopt?" Heimdall asked.

"What 'what kind of duel'?! Until one of them falls." The impatient tone of the six sages seemed to blame Heimdall for deliberately making trouble.

"Death match? Can it be changed to point to stop? That is, one side voluntarily admits defeat?"

"It's too much fun! There is no point in the magic duel. If you want to compete, don't be a coward, or get out of here!" The six sages looked down on Heimdall's timidity.

"Now the magic governments of various countries have promulgated decrees to strictly prohibit the suppression of deathmatch. Deathmatch is illegal." Director Stulusson, who is fighting for the "Grand Judge", said that the word "criminal" is particularly awe-inspiring.

"coward!"

"It's useless for you to yell at me. The reality is like this. Since you can see us, talk to us, and still be in this world, you should follow the trend of the times and save the chaff. It's not advisable to stand still and work behind closed doors."

The six sages couldn't play tricks, and were irritated and anxious by Heimdall's "speaking earnestly and sincerely", and couldn't think of rebuttal remarks. They turned their wands and aimed at Victor, "What about you? What do you think?"

The master was also unambiguous, and said concisely, "He can represent me."

The six sages were so angry that they slammed their wands on the ground. Miraculously, the wand that almost touched the ground returned to the hands of the six sages in an instant. This scene is extremely rare, but the six sages didn't realize it.

How did he do it?Heimdall wondered, and at the same time thought of the definition of the six sages, since he was dead, why did he still stand in front of them and talk to them?Inferi?Zombie?Living dead?mummy?At that moment, all kinds of possibilities that Heimdall knew were quickly made up in his mind.

"...Okay, very good." The Six Sages squeezed out the words through the teeth in a hoarse voice.

Heimdall thought he was going to go berserk at last, but the six sages raised their eyes and said confidently, "Then click it! Which one of you will come first?"

"May I ask what kind of duel you are planning to adopt?" Heimdall asked.

The six sages threw their wands again, and the wand still couldn't fall to the ground. Now the six sages wanted to scratch the wall when they heard "what kind of duel is going to be used".

Heimdall knew that he couldn't stimulate it any longer, otherwise he would die...

"Ordinary spell or black magic?" Heimdall asked quickly.

"Black magic isn't a curse?" The Six Sages laughed angrily.

"Understood, the comprehensive spell. Please wait." Heimdall and Victor whispered. "You go first or I go first?"

The six sages didn't have the slightest awareness of avoiding suspicion, and said braggingly, "You two can come together!"

"Okay." Heimdall said decisively.

The six sages were at a loss for words, and probably did not expect to agree so logically.

"Shame on you!" The six sages felt upset for Durmstrang. How could such a student apply to use the sage room?

Heimdall said inexplicably: "Even if you are one of the sages, you can't curse people indiscriminately. Why am I shameless?"

"You agree to the two of you going up together."

"Didn't you propose it? I didn't deny it."

"Why don't you deny it?"

"Why should I deny it?"

"Shameless! No ambition!"

Heimdall withdrew his reverent facial expression, suppressed the worries in his heart, and said angrily: "You, a sage nearly ten centuries ago, one of the founders of Durmstrang, have the nerve to talk to us one-on-one. One-on-one? Not to mention two-on-one, ten-on-one is not too much, aren't you a sage? Is this too much?"

You are shameless!Yay bah!

The six sages were at a loss for words again, wiped their faces wearily, and waved their hands feebly, motioning for them to start.

two,

Surging flames jumped up in the air, like a surging wave, rushing towards the couple's front door.The six sages didn't even say hello, they just raised their hands and roasted the living.The flame magic released by the six sages cannot be compared with ordinary flames. The flames roared like life, and the huge angry flames sprayed slender fireworks during the march. , leaving shocking holes one by one, exuding a pungent burnt smell.

The opening spells of the six sages seemed to be able to swallow the husband and wife whole. The flames galloped like thousands of horses passing through the border. The vanguard gradually formed the shape of a horse's head. neighing.

Armor body protection can't stop it, this is the judgment of the husband and wife.

Heimdall shook his wrist vigorously, and the floor in front of him was torn apart, and the floor crackled and surged upwards, forming a barrier, like a hideous mouth, colliding head-on with the rampaging flame troop.The flame roared and split in two on the barrier, as if being split by a sharp knife, and rushed towards the black mist on both sides.

The flames that were thought to be blocked showed a steady stream of flames, and the floor barrier soon couldn't hold, and collapsed like a wreck. Seeing this, Heimdall hurriedly pushed the barrier that was about to collapse forward, trying to make a final struggle .

They should have thought that the Six Sages are certainly not that easy to deal with. If the spell is broken easily, he will not be the Six Sages with dark circles who have not slept for ten centuries.

The six sages manipulated the flames with bright eyes. It has been a long time since he experienced such an exciting moment. He can't remember... Since the establishment of the sage room in Durmstrang, there are only a handful of students who dare to challenge it Counting, the long night was long and lonely, and the six sages who could not die stared at each other brightly and sadly.Although he is obsessed with magic, playing with himself is certainly not as fun as bullying others.

Thinking of this, the energetic Six Sages ignored the last line of defense, burned down the floor barrier in one go, and let the ashes shatter and scattered in the black mist.Right now, the Six Sages are fully immersed in the thrill of the duel. He forgot the purpose of the duel, the premise of the end point, he is the sage of Durmstrang, and the two people who are dueling with him They are German school students and graduates who have applied for the use of the sage room.He even forgot himself.

At this moment, the Six Sages Bakatin is wandering in the infinitely wonderful sea of ​​magic, just like an addict intoxicated by the dazzle of drugs, Bakatin's obsession with spells is shocking and sympathetic.Bakatin never changed his view on spells during his life and death, that is, he was born for magic, and his life would be impossible without magic.

The last sliver of clarity in his heart revived at the very moment, and Bakatin suddenly came back to his senses, yelling that it was not good, but unfortunately there was no turning back when he opened his bow. Wizards usually only study how to cast magic better, and few people put their energy into it. On the homework of how to absorb magic in a more timely manner, the Six Sages Bakatin is even more so.

Bakatin lifted the spell and watched helplessly as the previously unleashed flames scrambled towards their targets.Bakatin's legs felt weak for a moment, and at this moment he finally remembered that he used to be a professor.

Bakatin was already mentally prepared to witness the two piles of ashes with only human outlines left, and the strange turmoil of the flames made him hesitate.The flames were like raging waves in the sea rushing towards the end of the dueling stage, and the waves of fire collided with the curtain and exploded and collapsed. But what happened to the glaring and scorching flames after the collapse?

When all the dust settled and the flames and waves faded away, Bakatin, who had seen the situation clearly, was speechless.

"Then, what is that?" Bakatin stared at Heliopa, the flame elf, intently, wanting to swallow Heliopa in his stomach.

The couple shuddered.

Fortunately, this Heliopa was shaped by summoning. If a living fire elf were here, he would definitely be overwhelmed by such a fiery gaze.

Heimdall saw that Bakatin's surprise and doubts did not seem to be fake, and said softly, "The six sages don't know Heliopa?"

"Probably not. The number of Heliopa is extremely rare. He may have heard of the name, but he has never seen it with his own eyes."

Victor's guess was correct. The Six Sages who faced the fire elves suddenly didn't react. When he came to his senses, combined with the previous spell attack, he quickly came up with the answer.

"Heliopa?! Am I guessing right? It's Heliopa, the fire elf?" The six sages danced excitedly. When Victor nodded, the six sages were almost incoherent. "I have read a lot of ancient books and maps, trying to find the traces of Heliopa, but all failed. What are you doing——"

The husband and wife were startled, and the six sages suddenly disappeared from sight.

The Six Sages fell down.

The culprit was the big hole that Heimdall dug out with a spell just now. The Six Sages were so busy getting in close contact with Heliopa that they forgot to look at their feet and didn't check the hole for a while.

The husband and wife hurried to the edge of the pit, and saw the six sages screaming at the bottom of the pit.

"Are you okay?" Heimdall asked.

"Turn it down once!" The six sages cried and howled without restraint, without the slightest demeanor of a sage.

At first, Heimdall thought that the first five sages were "approachable and informal". Compared with the six sages, those few were saints wearing halos.

"Can't you move?" Seeing that the six sages were still sitting at the bottom of the pit, Heimdall couldn't help asking.

"Oh, my leg must be broken...it must be broken...it hurts me to death..."

The husband and wife looked at each other helplessly, thinking whether to remind him that he had actually died, and whether it hurt or not must be an illusion.

Heimdall decided not to bother asking him if he knew the emergency healing spell, but instead asked, "Can't you Apparate? Or Animagic magic?"

Heimdall can guarantee that the contrived groans of the six sages stopped for a second, and then quickly recovered.

"It hurts to death..."

Victor said to Heimdall colloquially: He won't.

Heimdall thinks so too.

It seems that the six sages, who claim to be masters of magic research, can't get rid of the problem of partiality.

"I'll go down and bring you up? By the way, I'll help you look at your legs?" Heimdall asked loudly.

"Stay away from me!" the six sages shouted arrogantly.

"I can't throw you in the pit, can I?" There is another sentence that Heimdall didn't dare to say: If you don't come up to preside over the overall situation, how can we get through this room of sages?

"It's all your fault!" The six sages became furious.

"Yes, it's all my fault, so please give me a chance to make up for it."

The six sages' screams of pain suddenly disappeared, and then came a muffled voice, "Don't waste your time, neither of you can take me."

"why?"

"I am already dead."

What's the meaning?The husband and wife looked at each other.

"Can you be more specific?" Victor went into battle to communicate with the Six Sages.

"I cannot touch the body of a living person."

"You are obviously very energetic." Victor tried to get closer to the truth in a roundabout way.

"The dead are of course spiritual."

The topic is back to the original point.

Victor thought for a while and asked straightforwardly, "What should we do?"

"As long as it's not human, you can do anything, get me up there quickly!" Six Sages ordered impatiently.

The old man couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Heimdall, who was regarded by his son as the omnipotent Doraemon, took out the sack from his pocket, unwrapped it layer by layer, took out a broomstick from inside, and put it down using the levitation spell.Fortunately, the six sages can ride a broom, so they will come up soon.

"The broom is very nice, I've never seen anything like it." The six sages were clearly about to return the broom, but they held the broom handle firmly and looked straight at Heimdall.

How could Heimdall not understand such an obvious hint, and said with a smile, "Since you like it, let's play with it."

This is definitely a tone of coaxing children, the six sages didn't care, and accepted it with satisfaction.

The head of the room took one last look at the broom and sighed sadly.

"How? Have we passed?" Heimdall asked.

The six sages stared, "That's too much fun!"

The husband and wife did not say a word.

Heimdall is not as good as Victor, and he said stiffly, "Your leg doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It hurts again when you say it!" The six sages held their injured right leg and condemned.

"Just now I saw you covering your left leg."

The Six Sages moved their hands quickly to the left.

Heimdall has nothing to do with him. In fact, he didn't see clearly which side to cover just now.

Victor, who hadn't spoken much since the Six Sages came up, suddenly asked, "Is your condition related to some kind of curse?"

The expression of the Six Sages who performed more vividly than Pengci changed, and he stood up straight.

Victor smiled slowly, "It seems that my guess is right."

The six sages said with an ugly face, "Do you know something?"

Victor replied calmly, "No, I don't know, because of some special reasons, I have a lot of feelings about curses, and I have more imagination in this area than ordinary wizards."

The six sages were discouraged for a moment, and murmured, "...how could you know, it's because I'm too whimsical."

"Is your situation caused by a curse? So you haven't slept for centuries?" Heimdall was more straightforward than Wick, and even the six sages who were willing to let go felt ashamed.

"Are you going to pass the test in the sage's room?" The six sages obviously didn't want to talk about it.

"In the final analysis, our application to use the sage's room is for the curse. It is said that after passing the test of the sage's room in Durmstrang, we can obtain various knowledge materials related to the curse." Heimdall discovered a new breakthrough point.

The six sages, who pretended to be bright and bright, were not calm anymore, "We can discuss the long-term plan and explain your purpose in detail."

Seeing Heimdall's wink, Victor briefly described the curse of the Jankulovska family. The six sages frowned and felt unsatisfied after listening, "It's over?"

"It's over."

"Too playful!"

"..."

Heimdall held Victor's hand and asked loudly, "Do you think such a curse is a joke for two wizard families who have suffered so much?"

"This is my mantra, can't you hear it?" Six Sages gave the head of the room an angry look, and blamed him for being unreasonable.

The head of the room rushed to the throat with a mouthful of blood. Now the head of the room believes that the six sages are not artificial.The head of the room made up a few sad reminders of the six sages bumping into walls, and felt a little comforted.

The six sages now look very pleasing to the master, they have the same difficulties, they are comrades in arms on the same boat, the six sages saw the mumbling room chief in a blink of an eye, and had the urge to throw his wand for no reason.

"Your companion can pass, but you can't." The six sages said firmly.

"why?"

"It has nothing to do with you, don't meddle in it."

The head of the office thought that this meant not playing with me?

"He is my husband. If the curse is not removed, our son's life will be threatened. How can it have nothing to do with me?"

"Oh, are you a family?"

"I'm glad you finally figured it out."

"That has nothing to do with you, right? What does the curse have to do with you?"

Indeed, the curse does not strike Heimdall, since he is not related to the Krum family.

Heimdall said patiently, "What do you want me to do to allow me to pass with my husband?"

"Convince me."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Convince me with magic."

Heimdall almost couldn't restrain himself, and greeted Grindelwald's ten thousand arrows to the six sages. He was silent for a moment, and began to pick out his pockets again.

"You can try throwing it on me." In the study of spells, the six sages are very practical.

"You can't."

"Why can't I?"

"You're dead, the spell won't work."

The six sages were choked again by the head of the room, but luckily he had already died.

This time Doraemon took out a human-sized doll filled with cotton.

"You are watching." Heimdall waved his wand expressionlessly, and the tip of the wand spewed out green smoke. The cloud of smoke rushed towards the target doll at an extremely fast speed, and quickly penetrated into the surface of the face to the inside, and then ... nothing more.The doll sank rapidly at a speed that could be caught by the naked eye, and collapsed on the ground, like a deflated balloon, leaving only a layer of soft skin.

The six sages are indeed masters of spell research, kicked the limp doll with their feet, and then reacted suddenly, using the spell to cut open the outer layer of the doll, and the filling inside has been turned into powder.

The eyes of the six sages lit up, and they turned their heads and asked, "What is this magic called?"

"Bone withered," said Heimdall.Assuming it is used on humans, the consequences are self-evident.

There is no doubt that this is a black magic that is enough to be crowned with the title of evil. To be honest, if it is not a last resort, he will never use this trick. The Six Sages are not afraid of black magic like the wizards of later generations. In the eyes of the Six Sages, all spells are treated equally.

Ten thousand bones withered is very insidious. In fact, most effective black magic is powerful after being activated, but the one made by Heimdall is silent, and can kill people in a single breath.

The six sages trembled with excitement.

Victor was surprised, in his mind Heimdall was a person with a good bottom line, and he could be called merciful at times—based on the master’s own bottom line, who would have thought that Heimdall would actually spend time studying black magic, and it was The unstoppable type.The master immediately looked at the head of the room with admiration.

"What do you think?" Heimdall tried his best to ignore the master's meaningful gaze.

"Good, good, good!"

It can be seen that the six sages are very satisfied, otherwise they wouldn't have said it several times.

three,

"When it comes to curses, there is probably no wizard in Durmstrang who has studied them more thoroughly than me." The expression of the six sages was not calm when they said this, and there was a faint wry smile on their faces.

"Who did you offend?" Heimdall asked hesitantly.

He actually wanted to say what curse you have.With the ability of the Six Sages, they should be able to walk sideways in that era. Powerful wizards are often very powerful in terms of experience. After all, it takes time to accumulate strength. The husband and wife believe that the Six Sages did not use [-]% in their assessment today. One of the skills.

The only shortcoming of the six sages is that their bones are too weak. Looking at his posture of stumbling and howling for a long time, he is probably a super otaku. .

The six sages were silent for a moment, and after brewing their emotions, they said: "I am trying to rewrite time and correct the mistakes of the past."

Changing fate against the sky?

From this, Heimdall thought of the strange stone circle that had forced him to cross.