HP's Foreign Land

one,

Nurem reacted faster than expected. As soon as Heimdall asked for leave from Katenen's office, Hina came out to report that the golden-winged flying fox of the goblin consultant had received the news that its master had arrived at the appointed place, and now it was sending a letter to Nurem None of the Olars had returned to Durmstrang.It can be seen that Newlon's previous praise for the flying fox was not exaggerated. The golden-winged flying fox that the goblin consultant paid a lot of money to take care of not only looks good, but also has real flying speed—faster than Olar .

The advantage of the flying fox did not cause Mr. Stulupine to make a fuss, because there are many species of owls that can fly faster than the queen falcon. The advantage of the queen falcon is that it does not blush or breathe for long-distance raids, and it is not an explosive fast runner.

Instructing Xina to get some fresh melons and fruits to feed the flying foxes who seemed to have desperately come here, Heimdall returned to the room and took out the Queen's Falcon snack with reasonable nutrition and poured it into the small bowl on the shelf, and then put on the cloak leave school.

When Heimdall walked into the private room, Nulun stood up abruptly. Of course, he was standing on a chair—it was hard to climb up.

New Lun seemed very excited, and the only thing that could make the goblin restless like a spring was attached to his butt was money. Heimdall successfully caught all of New Lun's attention with the investment gimmick, and the clan brother who had an appointment with New Lun Pickup - the president of Gringotts in Bulgaria, because of Heimdall's genius, Nuron canceled the meeting without hesitation. The younger brother accused Pickup of poking Heimdall in the room of Gringotts in Bulgaria at this moment. villain.

(PS: There is an oversight here. The former president of Gringotts in Bulgaria was named Noka, and the current president, Pica, is Noka’s grandson—Noka is also Nylon’s grandfather. When I reviewed the previous article, I found that it was not clearly written. Their relationship will be revised in the previous article.)

"What would you like to drink?"

"juice."

Then it's gone.

The advantage of talking with elves is that they never talk nonsense and rarely exchange pleasantries. Newron is a relatively enlightened elf. Because he is young, he gets along well with Heimdall. One of the reasons for the harmony is that Heimdall rarely asks questions. The goblin consultant's way of tossing about his savings.

As long as it doesn't decrease from the original basis, it's fine to add as much as possible. This is not a problem for the goblin who regards money as his life.Therefore, after Gringotts in Switzerland awarded him the honor of "Most Popular Client", Gringotts in Turkey is not far behind, and is also preparing to give Heimdall the title of fooling people.

Mr. Stulusson kindly expressed that he would welcome anyone who came.

"I brought all the trading contracts." Newlon cut to the chase.

Rolls of parchment appeared on the spotlessly wiped tabletop. They were of the same size and similar in color. Even the wrapped ribbon was pressed with a sealer with Heimdall's name neatly printed on it.

"I admire your rigorous work attitude." Heimdall praised sincerely.

Nulun smiled slightly, with the inherent reserve of goblins, they would not release their emotions in front of wizards.

Heimdall took a cursory glance. There were about twenty rolls of parchment. If each parchment represented a share of the Quidditch team...

The head of the room was a little agitated.

He took a sip of orange juice, "These are all..."

"I bought shares in 11 Quidditch clubs successively for you, some of which were added later."

11... That's a number that exceeded expectations. In other words, he is a minority shareholder of 11 Quidditch teams?

"Basteto Vulcan team?"

Heimdall knew what he was going to say, and the goblin advisor shook his head regretfully.

"I'm sorry, but Basteto Vulcan's shares are very small, less than one percent."

He was really just a minority shareholder. Heimdall wasn't too surprised. He thought that when he bought Basteto's shares, the master had already made a name for himself in the Quidditch team, and Basteto had already It is no longer a big pit that is on the verge of bankruptcy.Newlon's real skill is to get him less than one percent. Unless you are in a hurry to wait for the money, the shares of the hot Quidditch team are usually priceless.

Knowing that it was impossible, Heimdall still had a glimmer of hope.

"Are there any wizards in Basteto who are planning to sell their shares recently? They seem to plan to drive up the price before the Quidditch World Cup final, so that Victor, one of Bulgaria's main Seekers, can sell for a good price."

"I'm not too involved in wizarding Quidditch matters, I don't know very well," Nullen said while Heimdall showed disappointment, "But according to my colleagues, the reason why Basteto was in a hurry to sell The main force of the Quidditch team is not to pay off the debt owed by the so-called previous owner."

"That……"

Newlon gave Heimdall a meaningful look, "It's hard to say the specifics, I'm not interested in Quidditch."

Heimdall was lost in thought.

"I heard that your Quidditch league is not very peaceful?" Nulun said casually.

Heimdall's heart moved, and he looked up at Nurem, who lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea.

A smile appeared on Heimdall's face, he knew how to reciprocate.

He put aside the topic about Basteto, pretended to be asking for advice, and asked Nulun to show him the way.

Nullon's eyes lit up immediately, imagining that the number of Galleons doubled in his hands, analyzing which one is more profitable is the goblin consultant's favorite.

"This," Nulun judged what was inside just by the color of the clay seal, and easily took out 23/70.00. "You already hold more than [-]% of the shares of this Quidditch club, and you are a veritable major shareholder."

two,

With one day left until the final weekend of the black term, Heimdall decided to relax completely. He planned to leave school to do some business.

I got up at 06:30 in the morning, and with the help of Hina, I stumbled and made a breakfast for the whole family. There were wontons, pancakes, fried dough sticks, etc.—roughly similar in shape due to insufficient materials.The master and Xiaomi were shocked by Xiao Baba's whim, and ate a weird Chinese breakfast in a daze.

Heimdall didn't ask how the father and son tasted. The master tacitly pretended to forget to report this matter. After expressing his gratitude, he kissed the little papa's mouth and went out after getting dressed; Drink for breakfast, took the small schoolbag that Hina had prepared for him, and went to the herb professor's room under the care of the little papa. Mionier was very concerned about the herbs he grew, and it would not taste good if he couldn't see him for a day.

Back in the room, Heimdall picked up the Potions note and memorized the formula for an hour. Just as he was wondering whether to memorize it again, Nyron's local tyrant golden bat flew over and knocked on the window again.Heimdall put down the note and turned to get ready to go out. The window was opened by Hina, and the local tyrant Jin who had fought back was exhausted and hung upside down on Olar's shelf. The fruit that Hina specially sent was temporarily ignored. up.

Olar seemed to be motionless in a dull manner. Seeing that the local tyrant Jin did not respond, he waited a moment deliberately until he was sure that the other party was not defending him.Olar quickly jumped off the shelf and leaned over to grab a grape and gulped it down. He probably ate it too quickly and didn’t appreciate the taste—it was like the second senior brother swallowing a fruit, and Olar picked up another grape with a lot of interest... etc. The local tyrant Jin has recovered completely to prepare for a big meal, only to find that his favorite grapes have disappeared, leaving only bare bunches.

Local tyrants and gold sorrows come from it.

As for the grape thief Olar, he shrank his neck and closed his eyes as if he hadn't woken up yet...

Olar finally learn bad.

Heimdall didn't go out in a hurry, but knocked on the door of Professor Katenen's room. After muttering with the professor for nearly four or ten minutes, he left contentedly, returned to the room and plunged into the bathroom. Hina had already needed him stuff ready.

Heimdall who came out of the bathroom made Pod stare at him for a long time.

[You want to go out like this? ]

"Isn't it very stylish?" Chief Sturlusson put on a noble and glamorous look.

[style?I guess so……]

"Do you want to come with me?"

Doudan struggled with his thoughts and shook his head: [It's too embarrassing. ]

Heimdall: "..."

When he arrived at the meeting place, Nullen was full of praise for his outfit, and Heimdall was very satisfied with his new appearance.

"I can guarantee that no one will recognize you." Nulun laughed.

"I don't even recognize myself, let alone people who may have only seen me in the papers."

Under the guidance of Nulun, they boarded a carriage to Iceland.

three,

Akureyri, the largest port city at the northern tip of Iceland, is also the third largest city in Iceland.Located on the edge of the Arctic Circle, Akureyri is one of the major tourist cities and has the reputation of "Arctic Circle Garden".

Iceridge Krone, one of the European Quidditch clubs visited by the goblin consultant Newlon and Heimdall, the major shareholder, is one of the representatives of the wizarding circle in northern Iceland. This Quidditch team is compared with other teams in the Nordic region. Not satisfactory, ranking in the Quidditch League... let alone mention it.

"The main leisure places for Nordic wizards are Gobstone Center and Wizard Chess Bar. Quidditch is not popular here, and it started to improve last year, because Nordic intends to vigorously promote Quidditch through the joint bid for the Quidditch European Cup. Iceland The circled bid is the South West region, where the largest Muggle city is Hafnarfjordur."

Newlon spoke so eloquently that Heimdall didn't have the nerve to remind it that it had said that it didn't like Quidditch.

"Ice Ridge Krona is the club's Quidditch team. It has nothing to do with the European Cup or even the World Cup. It mostly participates in domestic competitions or club-level international competitions." Heimdall said.

"As an investor, the most taboo is short-sightedness."

Heimdall said he was open-minded and educated.

Newlon added, "Once it is confirmed that the bid for the European Cup is successful, regardless of whether the final result allows those wizard officials to achieve the expected promotion effect, the Quidditch fans brought by the European Cup alone are enough to arouse people's interest in Nordic Quidditch. attention. These days, only high-profile projects have the capital to extend their life, and no one is willing to spend money if no one sees it. There is no good investment in things that don’t cost money!”

This is the most striking difference between Nylon and its goblins. It never thinks that locking money in a treasure chest is foolproof-this can only prevent thieves, and only when it goes out can it come in. How can it be achieved if it is not in circulation? increase?

There is one more thing that Nulun didn't say, Heimdall is an Icelandic wizard, and it was Nulun's wish to choose his hometown team for him?President Nulun was so arrogant that he would not reveal this to death.

Heimdall nodded vigorously.

Nulun breathed a sigh of relief, letting the pride of guiding Jiangshan surge in his chest.

It loves this feeling.

The carriage landed at the wizard carriage stop in Akureyri. When one person and one goblin got out of the carriage, Heimdall straightened his collar and wiped off the blinding clothes on his body to ensure that everything remained in place. Only then did he start to follow Nulun to leave the stop.

Along the way, the outfit caused many wizards to look sideways.

Director Sturluson seemed to be ignorant, and his eyes almost closed when he laughed.

four,

In the conference room of the Ice Ridge Krone Club, large and small shareholders who have the right to speak sit around an oval conference table. Everyone looks at each other, and no one breaks the silence first.

The major shareholder of the club announced last week that it had sold all the shares in Ice Ridge Crown. One can imagine the shock inside the club. The largest shareholder lost confidence in the Quidditch team. Feeling cumbersome, they abandoned it like nothing, and they chose to wait and see, because the dragon has been seeing the end but not the end, no, the second largest shareholder who owns 30.00% of the club's three shares and has never met at all, actually bought a package of the major shareholder's sale. All the shares have risen to become the big boss who holds more than 70.00% of the shares.

The reason why the large and small shareholders packed up their usual laziness and gathered in the conference room that has not been used for a long time is to see the demeanor of the big boss, and weigh whether they should stay or not by the way—they are not sure whether the second shareholder is a legendary person There is a lot of stupid money-or follow the example of the major shareholders and wave their sleeves to find another way to make a fortune.

Most of the large and small shareholders are not fans of Iceridge Krona. Some of them don’t even watch Quidditch. Their interests and hobbies follow the mainstream of Icelandic wizards. Fans of Krona, it's a pity that these shareholders hold too few shares and have no right to speak in the club. They can only watch the Quidditch team being thrown around like a burden by speculators as a way to make money. tool.

At least, the small shareholders of the fans thought that they had already experienced the worst and most disgusting major shareholder, and now this one couldn't be any worse... right?

In the last season, the Iceridge Krona Quidditch team was not relegated again under the prayers of all the small shareholders because of the blessing of the goddess of luck. Although they have long been recognized as the worst Quidditch team in Iceland, the small shareholders Not wanting to let the downturn continue endlessly, they still had a bit of hope in their hearts, and they were not completely grinded into stagnant water by various realities...

"Here we come!" One of the shareholders who went out to find out the news quietly slipped back.

The atmosphere in the meeting room suddenly became condensed, everyone's faces were dignified, and the fans and small shareholders were more apprehensive.

The second shareholder, no, the moment the major shareholder entered the door, everyone was stunned. They were not suppressed by the intimidating aura of the major shareholder, but were shocked by the majestic aura of local tyrants.

The first thing the shareholders saw was the sparkling diamond bow tie, how many were inlaid without time to count, the light shone so brightly that the faces of the major shareholders were blurred, and the gold thread embroidery on the gorgeous silk cloak was arranged in circles of different sizes. Shape——The quick-witted wizard immediately realized how that shape looked like Jin Gallon, the big shareholder grinned, the facial expressions of the shareholders were very uncooperative, and their attention was all on the palm of the big shareholder.When the major shareholders waved their left hands at them, the five big gold rings on the five fingers made the chests of the shareholders who were struggling to throw or not to throw the cliff feel tight.

The major shareholder was very successful in filling up the hatred in the first time, it's too annoying to be short of money or something!

The minority shareholders of fans are worried one by one, such a person... doesn't look like a wizard who loves Quidditch.

"Mr. Kenny?" The third shareholder who owns [-]% of the club's shares, and now the wizard who has risen to the second shareholder welcomes the arrival of the major shareholder on behalf of the shareholders.

The major shareholder nodded in a friendly manner, speaking Russian English with a strong accent—thanks to Professor Katenin for his kind help.

"Hello, I heard that there will be a general meeting of shareholders today."

Because the purchase of shares and other matters are all handled by the goblin consultant Newland, the International Quidditch League cannot fundamentally restrain the people who buy the shares, so shareholders do not need to use their real names, but goblins cannot cheat on money transactions, and the club It doesn't matter if you are round or flat as long as you receive the authentic Gold Galleon here, but few people care about the true identity of the major shareholder.

Seeing this behavior today, they don't even want to know...

"Please sit down." The second shareholder cautiously led him to the head of the conference table.

The major shareholder was not polite to him and sat down.

Nulun, who came with him, sat on another chair specially prepared for it, and the position was next to the major shareholder.

"Have you already started the discussion?" The major shareholder leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his legs carelessly, exuding an unstoppable aura.

Shareholders looked at each other in blank dismay.

The second shareholder was still calm and calm: "Naturally, we will wait for you to arrive before starting the meeting discussion."

"Well, good," the major shareholder looked around, his brows covered by the pretending toad mirror frowned. "Why are you looking at me? I don't have any money with me today, so I can't pay my wages!"

The shareholders were silent for a while, and sporadic dry laughter sounded in the conference room.

"You are so humorous..." Shareholders are habitually applauding.

"I'm not joking." The major shareholder shook his legs, and flicked his right hand on the table, five large gem rings sparkled, and the colors did not repeat.

Shareholders fell silent again.

At this moment, Heimdall thought that he was so cool, and the master would definitely not recognize him here.Director Sturlusson has long wanted to pretend to be a local tyrant, and then pretend to be a bully. If you don't force it, the life of a local bully is not perfect!Men Ding's hoard of gems, gold and other accessories finally came in handy, the head of the office was overwhelmed with excitement, ten rings are amazing!

"Our team...our team..." The big shareholder suddenly turned his head, "What's it called?"

The shareholders were all taken aback.

Nulun said indifferently: "Ice Ridge Krona."

"Yes, Ice Ridge Krona!" The major shareholder slapped the table. "I like this name! I fell in love with it at first glance, yes, a good sign!"

Why?The krona is the Muggle unit of currency.

The shareholders don't know what kind of expression to let on their faces. Is it really okay that the Quidditch team is "contracted" by such a wizard?With more than 70.00% of the shares, it turned out that the small shareholders could unite as one and then collude with some fools to put pressure on the stubborn chairman on important decisions. Now there is no way to do it, and the fan small shareholders are about to cry.

"Where's the coach?" The major shareholder had a whim.

The shareholders looked at each other and told the coach that he had resigned three days ago.

"Why?" The major shareholder wondered. "Didn't you pay your salary?"

How can this man talk about money!The shareholders roared in their hearts, their facial expressions distorted for a moment.

"You know, people go to high places..." the second shareholder hinted.

"Our team's grades are poor?"

"It's not bad. It is well-known in the northern part of Iceland and has the best results."

Heimdall sneered in his heart, seeing that I think I'm out of my mind, there is only one Quidditch team in Iceridge Krona in northern Iceland.However, Heimdall didn't show the slightest contempt, and put on a look of suddenly realizing and then being extremely puzzled.Nulun, who was on the sidelines, was secretly stunned by his superb acting skills.

"In this case, why did the coach leave? Could it be that the salary offered by our team made him dissatisfied?"

The second shareholder was so depressed, why did he talk about money again?

"Then find another coach as soon as possible. How can the Quidditch team do without a coach? I'm still counting on Krona to win the European and World Championships!" He directly removed the prefix.

Shareholders complained one after another, is your goal so ambitious?

"Salary is not a problem!" The major shareholder was full of pride.

The shareholders swallowed hard their old blood.

The second shareholder was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "The transfer windows of various clubs have opened accordingly. In order for our team to be able to play triumphant songs in the future and move forward until the future European champions and world champions, do you think it is possible to introduce a group of clubs? Excellent Quidditch player?"

The other shareholders stared wide-eyed in surprise. The second shareholder was brainwashed by local tycoon Kenny so quickly?

The second shareholder is their own!

The major shareholder seems to be very interested in this proposal, "You really said it to my heart." A look of sympathy.

The second shareholder smiled without changing his face, and seemed very understanding, "Do you think the proposal is feasible? Great, what do you think?"

"Victor Krum!" The major shareholder said loudly and energetically, "I've already decided that if I want to invite a world-class, top-level player, I'll make other Quidditch teams sigh!"

The domineering, cool and handsome appearance of "I'm rich" deeply hurt the eyes of all the wizards present.

The eyelids of the two shareholders twitched.

Nima, Victor Krum?

The highest offer is 1400 million Galleons!I heard that there are still clubs ready to move, and the quotations are still going up!You think everyone is as heartless as you!No one knows better than the second shareholder how much money is left in the club's books, and no one knows how much of it is pocketed by him.He was afraid, afraid that the new major shareholder would check the accounts, but judging from the current situation, the other party didn't seem to have thought of this, maybe he didn't care?Out-of-pocket of the buyer?The second shareholder is a beautiful and unconstrained style.

While the second shareholder slipped away and the other shareholders were whispering, the major shareholder turned his head and moved his sunglasses indistinctly, exchanging glances with New Lun.

A shareholder raised his hand and suggested, "Why don't we clear out the laggards in the team first to alleviate the deficit?"

The proposal received mixed responses.

The second shareholder, who has been taking advantage of the shareholders' convenience to make money, wants to give Avada to the shareholders who don't open any pot.

"Deficit?" The voice of the major shareholder was full of doubts.

The second shareholder quickly apologized, "It is inevitable for the Quidditch team to make profits and lose money. It is difficult to balance the balance of income and expenditure. This is a common thing. It is the same for all teams, and the same is true for the Quidditch giants. You don't need to worry about it."

He really took him for a fool, Heimdall sneered in his heart.

"Does the team have a training plan today?" the major shareholder said.

"Have."

The major shareholder straightened his diamond bow tie after standing up, and ordered, "Lead the way!"