HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 179 Before Observation

Victor was forcibly awakened by someone, to be precise, he was pushed awake, and the person who pushed him was Heimdall.

He opened one eye and saw Rigg's flustered expression.

"Big name! Morning exercise! We're going to be late!" Heimdall yelled as he squeezed his collar hard. If it wasn't for his lack of strength to keep up, he really wanted to get this senior brother who was sleeping on his own bed with an innocent face to slip away. Straight into the bathroom.Thinking of this, Heimdall suddenly stopped, and in the blink of an eye, he squeezed the wand again, looking eager to try.

It was too late to say it, and Victor slid to sit up. "I'm really convinced. Is this how the wand is used?" Victor held Heimdall's wrist, pushed the unsightly wand aside, and kissed the corner of Heimdall's mouth. "good morning Baby."

"I prefer you to call me 'Rig'." Heimdall withdrew his wand. "I don't care how the wand should be used, as long as it works. Beauty, hurry up, I have a bad temper in the morning and my tolerance is limited, don't make me angry anymore." Heimdall touched his boyfriend's face arrogantly and frivolously. "Do you understand?"

Victor lowered his head and grinned, his shoulders trembled and he got off the bed to put on his clothes.

Heimdall found that he was still unhurried, so he picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table, and the pointer was already pointing to [-]:[-].He was right, Victor was already late.

"Don't worry, baby, this morning's morning exercise has been changed to free practice. Bernick told us yesterday." Victor was obviously addicted, and "baby" was quite smooth.

Heimdall squinted his eyes, but his boyfriend lacked self-consciousness, and walked to the bathroom with a haha.

"Baby, let's discuss it. I can't wash it behind my back, or we..."

Heimdall shook his wand in his hand, and Victor closed the door calmly.

Heimdall put the alarm clock back on the bedside table and adjusted its position.This Halloween pumpkin-head-shaped alarm clock isn't Heimdall's, it's Rig's.Back then, Snow accompanied him back to Muggle London's home—the scene of "Rig"'s death and his rebirth—going back to pack his things and move to Knockturn Alley. He didn't dare to be careless when he was reborn. Be cautious in everything, and dare not order the house-elf casually.

Heimdall found this small alarm clock in the small warehouse next to the kitchen, not only the alarm clock, but also many other things, piled up like mountains and expensive, all of which were presents that Snow brought every time he visited Rigg.Without exception, they were discarded in a small warehouse full of dust, without even opening the outer packaging, mixed with a pile of broken copper and iron.

Heimdall didn't know what Snow thought when he discovered all this that day. Director Strulusson didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. Take responsibility for the mess you leave behind.That day, Heimdall was not polite at all. Once the box was opened, he took it all back and started using it that day.Heimdall likes this little alarm clock very much, and it will give birth to feelings when it is used smoothly. He didn't miss it when he came to Durmstrang to go to school.

"What happened to that clock?"

Heimdall turned his head and saw that Victor had washed and dressed.

"Are you still practicing?"

Victor raised his eyebrows and followed Heimdall to change the subject: "I'm not going to practice anymore, I plan to move on my own."

Heimdall nodded.

"You too!" said Victor.

"Why? I don't play ball!" Heimdall hated strenuous exercise.

Victor walked over and grabbed his shoulder firmly: "Did you forget what the doctor said? She said you were seriously lacking in exercise."

"I don't want to play Quidditch." Heimdall's expression was very tangled.

Victor said with a smile: "Baby, there are many ways to exercise."

Director Stulusson's eyes lit up, and he said whimsically, "Yes, walking is also a kind of thing, it's very convenient, you can just walk around the room, you don't even need to go out the door."

Victor stared into his eyes, and said with a half-smile, "Are you going out by yourself, or I'll help you."

Heimdall looked away: "Don't bother you, I can walk by myself."

Victor helped him put on a heavy fur-collared cloak and tie a scarf.

Heimdall was taken aback by the commotion outside the room, what happened?He looked at the first and second graders wandering nearby, and the moment he caught his eye, they all scattered, or hid in their room, or ran away without a trace.

Heimdall was even more puzzled.

The situation in the common room below did not improve. These students first stared wide-eyed, then their faces suddenly turned into excitement, and then their eyes lit up, standing between Heimdall and Victor. Sweeping back and forth, and finally get together head-to-head with the people beside you to make a final decision.

Heimdall finally understood. He turned to look at his boyfriend with a frank expression on his face.

I didn't do anything, why do I still feel guilty?Heimdall concluded that his skin was not thick enough.

That morning, the frozen campus of Durmstrang suddenly became lively. Mr. Krum and Mr. Sturluson always ran into other people unexpectedly when they walked in the morning, even if they went to a remote, desolate and inaccessible place. There will also be students "passing by" or "sorry, I went in the wrong direction"...

***

In the morning, Potions and Transfiguration, Heimdall took class notes very seriously.

Professor York's theoretical knowledge is simply to follow the script. What he values ​​is the students' hands-on ability. Students who react slowly are always scolded by him. Everyone expressed dissatisfaction with this. Later, they found that even to Principal Karkaroff, he Speaking like this, the students were soon relieved.Professor Laurent still dressed like a yuppie who was going on a date, and the theoretical knowledge of Potions on Heimdall was extremely painful, because he couldn't listen to it, so he could only bury his head in copying the blackboard in grief.

Heimdall didn't answer the question about Potions very well. Although Professor Laurent didn't change his face, Heimdall still felt that his emotions were not as calm as they appeared on the surface.

During lunch, Heimdall walked to the experimental laboratory. There were two students, one tall and one short, standing at the gate. The door of the experimental laboratory was closed behind them. It was probably Hina who stopped them outside.

As soon as Heimdall appeared, they unanimously puffed up their chests and drew in their stomachs.

These two students passed the test this time and were recruited by Heimdall as new room members. The short one is Kane, who is in the first grade, and the tall one is Fallier, who is in the third grade.

"I remember we made an appointment this afternoon." Heimdall smiled, and the door of the research room opened automatically in front of him.

The two new room members looked at each other, but Senior Brother Kane was still straightforward, so he said, "I want to take a look first. I met this senior brother on the road, so we came together."

Fallier nodded embarrassedly: "As a result, he was stopped outside and not allowed to enter."

Heimdall called out Hina and gave them a formal introduction: "This is my house elf Hina, you should already know her, she is usually in the research room, if there is any problem, she can't find me for a while , you can ask it directly, and it will be passed on to me."

Sheena bowed to them and disappeared with a snap.

Heimdall pointed to the black cat lying on the soft cushion in front of the fireplace. "That's the pod." He pointed to the dozing toffee next to the pod. "That's toffee, and they're my animal friends."

The faces of the two new room members changed when they saw the toffee. The incomparable image of the Chimera is too profound.

Heimdall said casually: "As long as you don't mess with it, it won't do anything. By the way, when playing with it, you must pay attention to avoiding its teeth. A scratch on the skin will be terrible."

The effect of these words was extremely powerful, and the faces of Kane and Falier turned even paler.

"There's nothing else. It's the first time for the lab to recruit people. There is no experience to learn from. Let's take it step by step. I hope everyone can get along in harmony in the future."

The two room members said yes again and again.

"Do you have classes this afternoon? People from the broomstick laboratory may send brooms for testing in the afternoon. If you don't have classes, stay."

"No," Fallier said.

Kane froze for a moment and answered no.

Heimdall said lightly: "Once upon a time, there was a puppet named Pinocchio, who was enchanted. Once he told a lie, his nose would grow longer."

Kane slammed his nose, but because he hit the bridge of his nose too hard, tears came out of the pain.

Farrier hurriedly looked away.

Heimdall said with a smile, "Do you have class this afternoon?"

Kane nodded tearfully: "Yes..."

Heimdall said, "Good boy."

Before the end of the lunch break, Kane walked away step by step, looking like an abandoned animal, with a frowning face, not to mention how pitiful, Heimdall was funny and helpless.

As soon as Kane left, Victor came.

Heimdall looked at his boyfriend who walked into the laboratory as if no one else was there: "Aren't you in class this afternoon?"

"I'm asking for leave." Victor sat down on the sofa by the fireplace familiarly, and the pea pod cat nest that was already lying down jumped up and looked for another place.

"Mr. Krum, are you sure you can graduate successfully in the future?" Heimdall said. "It's not normal to go to class just to play ball. Can't you be more peaceful?"

"Even if I want peace, it's not peace." Victor raised a smile. "Baby, give me something to drink." Seeing an unfamiliar face out of the corner of his eye, Victor looked at that person. "Who is this……"

"A new member of the laboratory..."

Before Heimdall could finish his introduction, Farier rushed over to hold Victor's hand and shook it desperately: "I'm honored, I'm Farier, Mr. Krum, and I'm your admirer. Excitedly, he took out a photo of Victor from his pocket. "Can you sign me?"

Victor smiled friendly, took the photo, and the quill provided by Heimdall, and signed his name on the photo.

Fallier looked at it carefully for a long time, and then carefully retracted the pocket, as if he had found a treasure.

Heimdall propped his chin to watch them communicate. He felt that Victor was far away from him at this time, and he had the illusion of being squeezed out into another world.However, Heimdall still hopes that Victor will go long and steadily on the road of Quidditch, and create an unprecedented new world.He believed Victor Klum could do it.

As soon as Heimdall picked up the class notes of Potions, the people from the broomstick research room came. It was exactly as Heimdall guessed. There were six broomsticks in total, and they were delivered by Zeman, who was in the sixth grade.

Zeman found that there are other people in the laboratory besides the director, which is very rare, and the experimental laboratory has always been thinly populated.

"Krum."

"Hello, Zeman."

Victor stood up and shook hands with him. The two are in the same grade and live in the same tower. They usually see each other without looking up, and they still have a little friendship with each other.

"Not going to practice at this time?" Zeman said.

Victor smiled: "There is something."

Zeman looked back at Heimdall, who was holding a broom and explaining the details to Farier, and pondered for a moment. It seemed that the rumors were not all based on nothing.

Heimdall tested all the brooms as quickly as possible, and the results were not bad, leaving four out of six.Zeman took back the broom and said "Please send the bill to the broomstick research room" and ran away, and Farier couldn't help but run away.The experimental laboratory fell silent, and Heimdall silently packed up the tools and put them back on the shelf.Victor put down his glass and said in a tone of great anticipation, "Is it going to be okay from now on?"

This boyfriend has been staring at the side all the time, with straight eyes, which can make people doubt themselves. The degree of horror is self-evident, which makes Zeman and Farier restless all the time, and finally fled.

Heimdall looked at him and said, "Aren't you going to stop until you reach your goal?"

"Usually, that's true," Victor said.

After that, Heimdall followed Victor to leave the school and went to the ancient town of Kapok. They met several members of the school team at the entrance of a beverage shop on Zhongxia Avenue.

When Bernick saw them, he didn't say anything. He took out two ticket-like things and handed them to Victor, and distributed the rest to the team members.

"Be sure to watch carefully, and report back." Bernick finished his serious instructions, and Apparation dissipated with two pops.

Then there were several more identical popping sounds, and the others moved to other places in an instant.

Victor put away the ticket and said to Heimdall, "Let's go too." He raised his arm, and Heimdall looked at him, then reached out to hold him.

In an instant, they appeared in a lush small garden, with layers of pink and white camellias, all covered with branches, so delicate and charming.An old woman wearing a wizard hat was digging up the strange-looking plants in the garden. Heimdall looked around and saw a pair of scissors flying back and forth among the flowers. To the ground, soon disappeared.

The old woman said without raising her head, "Go ahead 50 meters and turn right, and the yellow bird will be there."

Victor thanked him, and then pulled Heimdall to do as he said. They saw the so-called yellow bird under a white rhododendron. It was locked in a rusty cage, and it was a wooden bird.

Victor opened the cage and said to Heimdall, "This is the Portkey, let's touch it together."

Heimdall raised his eyebrows: "Where are you going?"

The destination answered Heimdall, an international youth Quidditch venue located on the Greek island of Santorini.

The sub-arena in Santorini is very peculiar. It is built below the horizon. The entire arena is like a round bowl embedded below the ground. The central arena is the lowest point, and the stands get closer to the horizon as they go up.

The sunken arena gives people a unique shock, like the aerial pictures on TV, which produces a unique visual impact.There are overgrown weeds and rocks around the arena, the gray-white pillars collapsed in the green bushes, and the broken bricks and tiles are looming among the flowers and trees. It looks like an undeveloped ancient relic.

Heimdall saw three flagpoles erected on the side of the arena. Except for the flag of the International Quidditch Federation in the middle, the other two were the school flags of the two teams that were about to start the match.

Heimdall asked Victor: "The one on the right is the flag of Liechtenstein, right?"

"This is the task assigned to me by the captain." Victor said solemnly.

Heimdall took the ticket and compared it with the seat number display board at the entrance: "Bernick is too stingy, it's so far away, and it's still off the beaten track."

Victor said, "It's better."

"Why? Don't want people to find out?"

Victor didn't answer, he pulled Heimdall inside, and said as he walked, "Hurry up and find a seat while there are few people."