HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 222 The Heimdall Effect

The author has something to say:br>Correct the two mistakes in the previous chapter before writing——

⑴ Divination is an elective course at Hogwarts, and I wrote it as a compulsory course. Divination is one of the twelve OWLs exams.

Lao Deng has been hesitating whether this subject should be banned. McGonagall also said that the research of this subject lacks accuracy, and most wizards think that this subject is a bit nonsensical.

As far as I, a person taught by exam-oriented education, this course is a cloud, there is no syllabus and no test papers. It is said that the textbooks are just for show, can’t guess the question types, and can’t circle the key points. The OWLs practical test requires reading tea leaves. Looking at the crystal ball and palm reading are like the "half immortals" of our celestial dynasty.

Hogwarts' requirement for OWLs is that they must get O (excellent) in Snape's Potions exam and E (beyond expectations) in Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration exam, otherwise they will not be able to participate in future NEWTs.

So potion science is very important (╯▽╰), Rig can’t do it if you don’t work hard. ⑵ If I didn’t read everyone’s comments, I haven’t found it yet, and I reversed the meaning of Animagus and Animaggi Yes, save the mistakes in the previous article and correct them later, I will pay attention to them in the future.

Animagus (Animagus) and Animagi (Animagi) are not the same word, and there is no translation problem. In simple terms, it is such a structure: Rigg is an Animagus, and he uses Anima Ji (magic) transforms into a white falcon.

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After being publicly exposed by a stranger, Director Strulusson felt that he was humiliated, and after he came out of the examination room, he got into his boyfriend's arms and rubbed his face. Victor couldn't laugh or cry.

A group of people waited for their friends to go to the cafeteria, meaning to have a good meal. No matter what the result is, the exam is over. No matter whether it is successful or not, it is only recommended by the school to take this exam. In the eyes of ordinary students That's quite an achievement.

Heimdall is the youngest and the youngest of the 32 top students who took the exam. Students at the same level have always admired him and placed high hopes on him. The better his performance, the more honor they feel. In addition to his status as deputy prefect, Heimdall unknowingly secured his position as the leader of the second grade.

This strengthened the faith of some of the first graders who had always followed his example. Heimdall's role model followed suit, and the rest of the first graders also had to restrain their behavior in front of him.

When only Heimdall and Victor were left around, Heimdall changed his previous ambiguity and told his boyfriend the exam process in detail.

"I'm still too unsteady, and I used Animagus magic as soon as I was provoked by that old man." Heimdall was very dissatisfied with his performance. In fact, he didn't want to take the initiative to expose the identity of Animagus. It's all down to immaturity.

Victor shook his head: "Rommel has already registered you with the Icelandic Ministry of Magic. As long as they have the heart, will they not be able to find out?"

Heimdall's face turned pale, but the gloom between his brows and eyes did not disappear, showing that the consolation was not thorough enough.

"Being able to be sent by the two committees to select the top students from various magic schools shows that these six examiners are well-measured people, especially the wizard examination management committee. Every member in it has a high sense of confidentiality. What? It’s inconvenient to say what you can say.” Victor analyzed. "You just used Animaji once in front of the six of them. This is not the same concept as being exposed in public." Victor stroked his hair. "Rig, don't think too much."

Heimdall stared at him blankly, then stretched out his arms and went over to rub his face, muttering while rubbing: "I knew I wouldn't seek comfort from you, I have to reflect, I must reflect, I must reflect!!!"

Victor laughed dumbfounded.

The six examiners didn't stay any longer, and quickly rushed to the next test site after Durmstrang's test was over.The exam was caught off guard, but it went away just as quickly, as if a drop of clear water falling into a pool only brought out a few ripples.

Except for the 32 top students who rolled around in the examination room, the others quickly forgot about it.

The third round of the semi-finals was held as scheduled, with the Hogwarts team playing against the Heideggerach school team.

Rommel resolved part of the official business and finally arrived in Durmstrang one afternoon before the start of the race. To his annoyance, his son had taken such an important exam before and he was not there. Rommel felt disappointed and annoyed.

"I don't know what's going on. It's not like the exams I've been exposed to before. There are no rules to follow." Heimdall expressed helplessness.He didn't tell Rommel his conjecture. After all, it was his own imagination and had no basis. He just said it to Carlo, and it was all a joke.

"I'll keep an eye out for you," Rommel said to his son.

Heimdall didn't doubt that his father would know the result immediately. He quickly shook his head: "Even if you know, don't reveal it. I'll wait for them to send me a notice."

"why?"

Heimdall touched his nose, and he didn't know why, so he looked at his father in embarrassment, and begged, "Just agree."

Rommel smiled gently, and Heimdall heaved a sigh of relief.

Heimdall was silent for a moment, then hesitantly said: "Dad, can I cheer for Hogwarts in tomorrow's game?" He once promised Draco to cheer for their school.

Rommel couldn't help laughing when he saw his determined and tangled expression: "You don't need to tell me about this kind of thing." He nodded Heimdall's stomach with his hand. "No one knows if you put it in your stomach, and I don't know if you don't tell me."

Heimdall smirked a few times in embarrassment: "I'm used to it."

Of course, the match between Heideggerack and Hogwarts was not as popular as when Durmstrang participated. Whenever their school team played, no matter whether the opponent was round or flat, everyone would rush to tell everyone to come and watch the match together.

Today's auditorium is only less than half of the audience. After all, Hogwarts is no better than the close-knit Beauxbatons. The enthusiasm of Durmstrang students is generally not high. In the selection test, Karkaroff himself failed to mobilize his enthusiasm in time, which made the early work of the game not in place, and the entire arena was empty and deserted.

Faced with this situation, Karkaroff didn't dare to talk to Rommel, and when he saw Rommel, he hid far away, as if he was a scourge and was afraid to avoid him.

If it was on someone else, Rommel would have lost his temper, but if it was Karkaroff, Rommel would be happy to see it succeed.The Headmaster was maddeningly loud and, most exasperatingly, thought he was eloquent and well-informed.At the moment Karkaroff avoids seeing each other, but instead falls into Rommel's arms.

Rommel, who was sitting in the VIP seat, took a glance and saw Heimdall sitting in the Hogwarts auditorium.I saw him sitting alone in an empty seat, holding a small flag with the Hogwarts coat of arms printed on it, dangling it for a while, and he seemed a bit of a fan at a sudden glance.

Rommel shook his head amusedly, and had nothing to say about the child's stubborn temper, so what if the stand for cheering is different?Even sitting together will not delay refueling ah.

It's a pity that Heimdall doesn't think so. He thinks he is cheering for Draco, so he is a student of Hogwarts for the time being. How can he do that kind of thing when he is in Cao Ying and his heart is in Han.

After a while, several first-year students entered the arena, looking around for a long time, their expressions were quite dazed.

"Which side shall we sit on?" They understand the truth of cheering for which side they sit on, but in the minds of many first-years, Hogwarts and Heideggerak are almost the same, and they are relatively unfamiliar.

"Hey! Sit over there!" One of the first graders pointed.

The others went there as soon as they saw it.

"Mr. Sturlusson!" They greeted Heimdall, and took the seats behind him.

Heimdall immediately took out a few small Hogwarts flags from his pocket and distributed them to them. After receiving them, several first graders followed suit and waved the flags.

"Sturlusson!" A roar came through the air, Heimdall looked in surprise, and several first graders also looked shocked, thinking that this person came to ask for trouble.

The deputy director of the broomstick research office rushed to Heimdall in three steps and two steps, pointed at his nose and shouted: "I finally caught you!"

Heimdall expressed bewilderment: "I'm here every day..."

"Why didn't you go to the laboratory? Are you still the director of the laboratory? You're so irresponsible!" the deputy director asked with staring eyes.

"Why didn't you go?"

"Don't quibble! I go every afternoon, but I never run into you!"

"Oh, because I'm going in the morning instead."

The deputy head was speechless: "Morning?"

"Yes, in order to save time from afternoon to evening to read books." Heimdall looked at him suspiciously when he said this. "You don't know? I have let people know about the heads of several research laboratories."

The deputy director of the broomstick research room shook his head in a daze: "No one told me..."

"Every time I want to tell you, you don't give me a chance to speak." After the words fell, a tall student flashed out from behind the deputy head, followed by a shorter first-year student.

These two are the two assistants in the experimental laboratory: Fallie, who is in the third grade, and Kane, who is in the first grade.They chatted and laughed with Heimdall for a while, then found a place to sit down.

The deputy director of the broomstick research room rubbed his nose in embarrassment, found a reason to sit down, and after receiving the Hogwarts flag from Heimdall, he grabbed the other party and talked about the new round of experimental arrangements, okay? It was easy to catch Director Strulusson, but how could he let him go easily.Because of this, the members of the broomstick laboratory who came with the deputy director also joined the cheering group at Hogwarts, unconsciously waving small flags in their hands.

The originally empty seats were suddenly crowded with many people. Most of the students had no goals at all, and they naturally sat together when they saw acquaintances or friends.Then three of Heimdall's friends, the head of the Potion Bottle Design Lab, the head of the Magical Beasts Lab, the head of the Dark Magic Creatures Lab, etc. joined Heimdall's cheering camp one after another. The cheerleading group on Ci's side gradually grew by accident.

Karkaroff, who was sitting behind the rostrum, was more and more afraid to look at Rommel, and even tried to avoid eye contact for a moment, for which Rommel was extremely satisfied.

Heimdall's recruiting effect continued until the Durmstrang school team arrived in the auditorium--

"Hogwarts is quite popular!" Duncan, who likes to join in the fun, whistled, and immediately decided to join in.

"Let's go then," Victor said.

"When did you like this tone?" Duncan wondered, Victor has always been quiet, and he once satirized Victor's premature aging.

Others in the school team gave him a few supercilious glances, did they forget to take their eyes out when going out?

"Didn't you see Rigg sitting there?" In the end, the captain was kind and announced the answer.

Ever since, the school team cheered and joined the Hogwarts camp.

Half an hour later, two parties rode brooms into the arena.

The Hogwarts team was surprised, surprised by their inexplicable popularity.They had prepared themselves for being left out in the away game before, but they didn't expect Durmstrang's students to be so supportive.

Compared with the surprise at Hogwarts, Heideggerach was depressed, especially the captain Arnar Strulusson, who immediately flew to the auditorium on his broom.

"Uncle Rieger, how could you do this!" Anar was like an abandoned child, not to mention how wronged he was.

"I'm cheering for Draco." Heimdall waved a small flag.

"We are family," Anal reminded.

Heimdall thought for a while, and said without hesitation: "I promised, so at present, my cousin is more important."

Anar's eyes sank, and he curled his lips: "Hogwarts can't win at all."

Heimdall shrugged: "Who knows, even if you lose, there is nothing you can do."

"Even so, you still want to cheer for them?"

"I said, I'm cheering for my cousin."

Arnar flew away on a broomstick.

"Your nephew is quite talented." Victor said suddenly.

"He's not my nephew. My serious nephew hasn't been born yet." Heimdall had a headache for Anar's familiar temper.

I don't know whether it was to achieve his own predicted result or to be stimulated by Heimdall's "betrayal". He turned Hogwarts violently and turned his back on his back.

The Hogwarts representative team was also calm, and adjusted quickly after suffering a loss, especially their goalkeeper reacted quickly, and he rescued the successive crises after the first goal.

Duncan spoke highly of the unflappable goalie.

The Quidditch level of Hogwarts was not well known before. Since participating in the youth Quidditch competition, it has become more and more outstanding. Professionals have given good evaluations, although there is nothing impressive. The overall level is still at the top, otherwise it would not have persisted until the semi-finals.This grade is enough for them to get an E.

But the most eye-catching thing in this game is Heideggerak. The audience on the sidelines showed a confused look. Why is their Seeker's playing style so familiar? It's like... as if they saw—

"Another Victor Krum!" came the voice from the back of the auditorium.

The crowd suddenly realized.

The members of the Durmstrang school team fell silent one by one, quietly watching the changing situation on the field.

Not long after, Bernick's old partner expressed his opinion: "Don't say it, it's really similar."

"Even the stop motion is the same," echoed one hitter.

"And ways to dodge Bludgers."

"Prevent instant acceleration from being flanked."

"Suddenly pull up the broom and fly upwards."

"Lead the Bludger toward the opposing Seeker."

"A feint to match the batter's stroke."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought you were talking about Victor," Duncan concluded.

"It's so boring!" the voice from the back row of the auditorium rang out again.

Everyone looked back at the same time, and was surprised to find that the Quidditch team of Liechtenstein School of Magic and Magic was sitting in the last row. What is eye-catching is that there is a large space between them and Durmstrang students. Seats, such a behavior that was too revealing immediately aroused the rebellious psychology of the students of the German school.

Sensing the several gazes cast in front, Captain Klaus of the team twitched his mouth: "Don't you all think so?"

Durmstrang's students turned their heads one after another, and the auditorium on the Hogwarts side suddenly fell silent.

Carlo bowed his head and wrote a line on his gossip notebook: People from all over the world love to make people difficult as always, and they are extremely out of gregarious.