novel-bin Chapter 696 Sending Invitations
Chapter 696 Sending Invitations
The mouth corners of the staff members sent by the Danish Ministry of Magic to contact Heimdall twitched slightly.
Two days ago, Heimdall got in touch with the Danish Ministry of Magic to inquire whether relatives, friends and family members were included in the discounted activities. The Danish Ministry of Magic was very generous.They obviously underestimated Heimdall's enthusiasm for the first promotion, and also underestimated the number of friends and relatives of the two.
The staff member forced himself to smile enthusiastically before the mighty army overwhelmed him.
"Excuse me," Heimdall patted his head after greeting. "We know a lot of people, so we can't favor one person over another."
What else can he say? !The other party's tone and expression did not match, in other words, there was no intention of repentance at all.The staff continued to smile.
Carlo, Leon, and Lean, who were called to take a group photo together, still couldn't come to their senses. They couldn't figure out why the fiancé couple went to Heideggerak and had a baby together... Could Heideggerach increase the birth rate?The three teenagers were struck by lightning from their own brains.
Mionir was attracted by the vast wilderness—one of the top ten photography scenes officially recommended by the Danish Ministry of Magic. He struggled to get off the big papa, and ran wildly among the boulders and green grass.The eyes of the three boys followed involuntarily.The Great Elder Lange volunteered, and followed Mionier energetically.
"It's been a long time since a newborn was born in our family." Snow had never seen such a childish elder.
"Didn't Daisy give birth to a daughter?" Heimdall asked puzzled.
"It's not our family's species." Rommel pointed out sharply.
Victor laughed softly.
Both father and uncle were invited by Heimdall to take a photo together, which is one of the main reasons why the staff of the Danish Ministry of Magic did not dare to resist.In fact, if it wasn't for the lack of time, Heimdall would like to bring all his relatives and friends along.
When the photography team serving as the backdrop was whispering to the staff of the Danish Ministry of Magic for the third time, Victor's parents rushed over.
"I'm really sorry, I was delayed before going out." Anna quickly explained.
Plov took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, hoping to cover up his embarrassment.But Anna didn't give him a chance to get away with it, and under the care of everyone, she leaked her husband's background.This seemingly unintentional act of hers invisibly added useful weight to the positive image of Plov in the hearts of everyone in the Strulusson family.
"He changed almost all the clothes in his closet." Anna said with a half-smile.
That's why they were late.
Everyone couldn't help laughing, and Pulov held his handkerchief and laughed dryly.When the grandson's laughter came, it was like Sanskrit music, most of Plov's soul was hooked away in an instant, and later, accompanied by his wife, he happily competed with the elder for the child's attention.
Rommel looked back and said to Victor: "Your father's dressing style has changed a lot."
The turquoise-trimmed wizard robe worn by Plov is exquisite in workmanship, making him appear several years younger. Only the row of golden buttons on his chest is expensive, which is quite different from his usual monotonous and almost rigid pattern. , Bacheng is a temporary purchase.
In fact, Victor very much agrees with Rommel's views, but that is his father, and it is not easy to dismantle his father in public, so he chooses to laugh without saying a word.
"Mr. Strulusson, do you think we can start?" Under the pressure of the filming crew, the staff of the Danish Ministry of Magic bit the bullet and reminded him that time waits for no one.
"I'm sorry, it's our fault. Let's start." Heimdall took advantage of all the advantages, and Heimdall believed that harmony makes money, so he was very polite to the wizards in the filming team, and greeted each of them with recognition.
The impatience of the wizards in the filming group for waiting was mostly eliminated.
"Let's take a group photo first?" Several wizards set up old-fashioned cameras.
Heimdall glanced back, showing hesitation.
In the next second, Snow said, "Here we come."
The uncle's family caught up.
Heimdall cheered up, "Okay, listen to everyone, let's take a group photo first."
Mionier is undoubtedly the most watched character in the whole game, and everyone rushes to take pictures with him.Although the little baby is a little shy, as long as the two fathers are within sight, he is still willing to show his silly smiling face everywhere - the two protagonists in the wedding photos have been reduced to supporting roles with little sense of existence.
Four friends who haven't seen each other for a long time took the opportunity to get together.
Heimdall and Ryan respectively described their exchange careers, and concluded that the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their grass nest.Even if Durmstrang turns to ice and no grass grows, all the scenery remains the same, December is like January, and the seasons are like winter, it is still their alma mater that they dream about-"I dream about it" is what Ryan said.
"For the first few nights, I dreamed about the cafeteria of our school. When I opened my eyes in the morning, I thought I was still in my dormitory." Li'an had a melancholy expression on his face.
"Is Beauxbaton's food bad?" Carlo's way of understanding is always related to people's livelihood, and he thinks this problem is quite serious. Fortunately, his father's decision did not come true.
Leon was also very practical in thinking about issues, he was originally a practical person.
"How do you plan to choose courses next school year?"
Ryan said: "I was doing well in Mr. Claus's broom lab, and the director of the lab asked me if I would like to stay after graduation."
Looking at the beaming look on his face, he knew that he would definitely like it. It is said that Klaus is a generous boss.
"How do I select courses for the broomstick major?" Leon asked.
"I don't know." Rian shook his head. "However, after I graduate, I still need to receive training from a specialized institution. Only after passing the training can I become a full-time employee of the broom laboratory."
Adam Krause's self-proclaimed pure play studio is quite particular.
"It's enough to have a diploma." Carlo concluded, then turned to Heimdall and asked, "What about you, Chief Justice?"
"There is no difference, all repairs." Heimdall looked bitter.
"How did you complete the repair?" Carlo said. "Doesn't IW need targeted course selection?"
"I have consulted several professors from different schools about this issue. They said that if I have a secure future, don't expect to focus on the key points. In the next academic year, [-]% of the elective courses will be full. Don't miss any of the majors. The door. I don’t want to think about it now, let’s see the real chapter after school starts.”
Heimdall's original calculation was resounding, and Potions could not be left behind - it seemed that any major was compulsory; astronomy was said to be negligible.If all the subjects he is not good at are cloudy, graduating with the first overall score will no longer be a fantasy.But since he was promoted by the school as a key focus object due to early employment, it would be whimsical to give up astronomy, unless he immediately announced a change of career.
For an astronomy...
If he really did that, Hollingworth would tear him apart, thinking of this, Heimdall sighed extremely heavily.
"What about you, Leon?" Heimdall asked.
"Go home and be the boss." Leon shrugged.
Master Blueleg started working earlier than his brothers, and started working as soon as he was born.
"I will work part-time at the Mercury News this summer." Carlo announced happily.
"The Mercury News? The one in the south of France?" Ryan's one-year schooling at Beauxbatons was not in vain, and several newspapers with a relatively high subscription rate among Beauxbatons' students were basically familiar to everyone.
"Okay, congratulations on taking the first step!" Heimdall smiled and patted Carlo's shoulder vigorously.
Carlo laughed embarrassedly, "It's just a part-time job. To put it bluntly, it's a part-time job. It's nothing."
"That's amazing. Most people can't go if they want to go." Rian was also happy for him.
"How did you hook up?" Leon asked.
"Didn't I get a few school newspapers myself? Some students took the newspapers home, and some people saw them by accident..." Carlo grinned meaningfully.
"That also shows that you have the strength to be valued by others. Don't belittle yourself and embarrass us Durmstrang." Heimdall said.
"It's up to you to say!" Carlo took out his notebook and entered the scene in a blink of an eye. "Since this opportunity is rare, please tell me about your recent situation, including your future wedding arrangements, but the one who makes me most curious is that little friend Mionir."
When he said he was fat, he gasped directly, and Heimdall couldn't help but laugh.
It took more than an hour to take the photo, and everyone was finally satisfied, and Mionier was released back to reunite with the two fathers.The three teenagers immediately replaced the elders and other older generations, and became a new wave of onlookers, wandering around Mionir with a look of surprise on their faces.
Rian stared at Mionir, who was riding back and forth on the broom, and praised him for his talent, such as the future Quidditch superstar, the future Krum, and so on.
Although Director Strulusong got goosebumps when he heard it, he was flattered in his heart. No matter if his own child was praised, it was necessary for his vanity to swell, no matter whether it was real or not.So the head of the room is very inflated and very surging.
Under the help of the make-up artist on call at all times, Victor and Heimdall put on snow-white wizard robes respectively.
The endless wilderness under the towering blue sky, the suddenly stunning magnificence in the rough and primitive, the two wearing white wizard robes are the only beauty in the world.Under the lens, it seems that the beauty of the whole world is concentrated between those two white patches.
There is no conventional static beauty such as affectionate gazes in the picture. Everything is very natural. You can run, jump and sit as you like, and you can choose to be serious and tricky. This kind of atmosphere fits the image of the two young couples very well, and the photographer did not restrain them.
As expected of a professional filming team, the Danish Ministry of Magic did not deceive anyone, and the movement is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it. The ladies all wanted to take a few more photos.
After finally filming the discounted suit, before Heimdall could catch his breath, the makeup artist appeared with a white gauze dress. Heimdall frowned and looked back blankly.
The photographer who completed the task said flatteringly: "I know you are the heroine in Mr. Kroom's broom commercial, so could you please take some commercials for our brand?"
"I don't know what you're talking about?" Heimdall's expression couldn't tell that he was talking nonsense.
"The director of that commercial admitted it to me." The photographer showed his hole card.
Heimdall was unmoved.
"The director is my wife."
Heimdall retreats.
"No contract, no guarantee." Heimdall thought back, thinking that this is very important.To be honest, it’s all up to this point, he has nothing to fear in skirts, corsets, and high heels.
The photographer held the parchment with both hands like magic, "Please have a look."
Everyone lowered their stances so low, Heimdall felt the surroundings were filled with darkness as soon as he took it, and when he turned his head, everyone came to watch.
"I said why there was no movement for so long, so that's what happened." Rian was in high spirits.
"What do you think, Mr. Strulusson?" Carlo's play was quite deep, and his eyes were shining.
"Put it on and let me see." Leon was the most direct.
Not to be outdone, Draco said, "We'll get a picture later, don't worry, I'll tell others that the person in the picture is my cousin."
Chief Sturluson turned to the adults expectantly, trying to find comfort.
Rommel preemptively said, "Don't snatch the photo from me after it comes out, I'll be the first to pick it, and it happens to be hung with the one at home."
Snow and Lucius protested one after another, and even aunts Narcissa and Anna joined the selection process, and Plov hugged his grandson with a dazed expression on his face.
The Great Elder came to his senses, "The one at Rommel's house is pretty good." The implication was very clear.
"You can't do it either, no one can compete with me." Dad repeatedly emphasized his priority.
Victor took the parchment in Heimdall's hand, "What kind of advertisement is it? How do you calculate the advertising fee?"
Heimdall's face is full of bullshit, and he holds each other's hand affectionately. He is the most reliable master who lives with us.
San Taudini on Sunday.
Victor commanded two hammers in the house to nail the planks on the stairs to decorate their home; Heimdall waved his wand outside, watching the three brushes paint on the facade, and suspended the drawings in front of his eyes from time to time, cautiously Operate according to the drawings carefully, dare not take chances, let alone be negligent.
Led by Hina, several invited friends arrived under such a scene.
Playing in the newly built small yard behind Heimdall, the child rode a small broom across the fence between cast iron and stone walls, and rushed towards the guests, "Langer! Lange!" shouted and waved his arms.
"Mionir!" Heimdall's growl followed. "How many times do you want me to say, don't take your hands off the broom handle when riding a broom, don't you understand me?!"
Mionier clutched the handle of the broom, his body straightened, in a standard posture on the broom.
The guests laughed when they saw it.
Heimdall stopped the brush and came out when he heard the voice, "Isn't this place hard to find?"
Lange nodded, "Thanks to your house elf."
Heimdall welcomes the guests to the small semi-open courtyard, where the quaint stone walls are mixed with cast iron railings, the bright red roses cover the entire wall, and there are empty golden birds hanging in the fan-shaped holes on the stone wall. The cages, even the birdcages, are covered with green vines and gorgeous flowers.A chocolate-coloured oak table sits against one wall, and around it are scattered wooden chairs of the same style.On each chair was a cushion embroidered with large dahlias in mustard yellow.
The flower stand above the table is now just a simple shelf.The table is placed on the wooden steps connected to the flower stand, and the steps are about one meter above the ground.
Dodoma, who was sent by his father to help, has already prepared tea and snacks for the guests. The summer salad made of tomatoes of various varieties is moist, plump and crystal clear, served with refreshing pasta and sandwiches.Todor couldn't resist the temptation, and was the first to rush over and sit down, grabbed a fork, picked up a salad, and stuffed it into his mouth.
After leaving the school, Jeanna had no scruples and sat down in no hurry. She took Lange's arm and walked around the small courtyard before taking her seat later.
She took a sip of the rich tea, closed her eyes comfortably, and had endless aftertaste on her face.
"The house is very nice." Lange praised.
Heimdall rubbed his nose, "It's all Victor's idea, I'm just running errands." Then he went into the room and called Victor out.
Victor picked up Mionier on the way to the yard, and the two sat down with their son.
"Mionir, this is from my sister." Jeanna stuffed the gift into Mionier's hand.
"You are too kind," said Heimdall. "Come on, come, and bring any gifts."
Jeanna didn't take it seriously, "It's not for you."
Heimdall patted Mionir on the head, "My sister gave you a gift, what should you say?"
"Thank you, sister." Mionier flashed his signature smirk, killing Jeanna instantly.
Jeanne was fascinated.
"Can I take it home for a few days?" Jeanna couldn't help but ask.
Todor, who has been eating non-stop since just now, stopped and said contemptuously, "It's not a cat or a dog. I'll take it back to raise it for a few days."
Jeanna fought back, "I'm sure I wouldn't say that to your son, don't worry."
Todor rolled his eyes, lowered his head and continued.
Lange was very interested in the stone bricks used in the courtyard wall. Victor introduced that they were all collected from all over the world. Taking advantage of the competition from all over the world, most of them were found from Muggles, and some were from all over the world. purchased from a wizarding family.There are always old buildings being demolished all over the world. It is a pity that the demolished doors, windows, masonry and other things are so intact and discarded. Once, the master encountered such a situation during a competition in a certain place. When he recovered, he was already picking and choosing on the construction site. up.
"The bricks used for the courtyard wall with figure reliefs in the east were brought back from Greece. It is said that they have a long history. They are sold as antiques in the flea market, and no one wants them. The stall owner uses them to pad the corners of the table. The heavy stuff... just happened to be cheap for us," Heimdall said. "Victor is very careful. Every brick is marked. In my eyes, they are all the same."
Everyone laughed.
"What would you do without Krum?" Lange teased.
"That's too scary, I don't even dare to think about it." Heimdall said with bright blue eyes.
Victor smiled and took a sip of tea. The tenderness in his eyes moved the not-so-slender Miss Orville.
Heimdall bowed his head and brought a small piece of tomato to Mionir's mouth, and the child opened his mouth to eat it.This point is like the master, Mionier never rejects eating vegetables, although he prefers meat in comparison, he will never be as hard to swallow vegetables as a certain room chief.
"The reason you invited us here today is to invite us to have afternoon tea?" Todor, who was full of wine and food, burped shyly.
Heimdall jokingly said: "I didn't ask you to take pictures yesterday, and I will make up for it today."
Todor shrugged, "It can be photographed at the wedding anyway."
Heimdall and Victor glanced at each other, then got up at the same time, and led the bewildered three to the other side of the room. They were stunned when they saw the double-decker bus wrapped in towering trees.
"It's a good thing you guys figured it out and built the house connected to the bus." Todor was speechless.
I didn't notice it at all just now, thinking that the house was leaning against a tree.The house is indeed leaning against the big tree, and the double-decker bus in the middle of the tree becomes the extension of the house, and the house and the car are connected.
Heimdall opened the bright orange bus door after cleaning, and the inside has been cleaned up by Hina and Dodoma. The obstructive branches, moss, garbage and other objects have been removed, and the interior space painted with light green paint looks very bright.
"Actually, I invited you to do coolies." After Heimdall finished speaking, seeing a few people with puzzled faces, he continued with a smile, "Victor and I are rushing to work on the wedding invitation, this is our wedding, write the invitation I don’t want to borrow other people’s hands, so I ask the three of you to help pack it.”
Jeanna smiled suddenly, "No problem, but you must wear a wedding dress and take a photo with me. I have already asked Carlo about the shooting situation yesterday."
Heimdall was speechless, this girl is really cruel.
That day Hollingworth called Heimdall to him and pushed out a stack of parchment.
"Take these back and look at them. They may come in handy in two weeks."
Heimdall picked up the parchment, flipped through it, and found that it contained detailed information about the prisoners, all of which he had never heard of in IW.These materials are without exception graded.
"This is?"
"These criminals were not tried and imprisoned by IW. They are currently being held in wizarding prisons around the world." Hollingworth saw his hesitation.
"What do you want me to do?" Heimdall asked.
"After two weeks at the latest, one of the prisoners will be transferred to our IW temporary prison. At that time, the International Wizengamo will re-evaluate their crimes, sentence them, and transfer them to the International Wizengamo. Wizard prison. This matter will be handed over to you, and you will go to the designated prison for review and surveillance as a member of the supervision team when the transfer is made."
Heimdall was a little excited. This was the first time his superiors had officially assigned him a task, and most of the tasks were done secretly and unrecorded before.
"I see." Heimdall carefully put away the parchment.
Hollingworth waited a moment and found him stuck there.
"What else is there, Sturluson?"
Embarrassed, Heimdall took out a green envelope with a white calla lily on it, and offered it with both hands.
"Victor and I are getting married next week, please do honor me."
Hollingworth accepted the invitation with some surprise, and then smiled, "Congratulations, I will definitely go."
"Thank you." Heimdall scratched his head, with a rare shy smile on his face. "And..." He took out another stack of envelopes, "Can you pass them on to other judges, please?"
Hollingworth flatly refused, and said angrily: "How lazy are you for such a small matter?! There is no sincerity at all, go by yourself!"
Heimdall hurriedly collected the invitations and used his lunch break to distribute them. His colleagues who usually had a good relationship with him all got a copy, and took the time to go to other departments of the International Federation of Wizards. , including those that Master Krum is familiar with—the master went to the team for training today, and he did not forget Chairman Garcia of the International Education Committee and Chairman Cardiff Bangor of the Wizarding Examination Management Committee.
After this big circle, the whole building knew that the young master of Chairman Rommel Strulusson’s family was going to get married. The wizard who had seen Mionier finally knew where his classic smirk was inherited, and the one who never Mr. Viktor Krum, who has repeatedly stated in public that he has been struggling for many years and still has no sense of security, is finally about to achieve a positive result.
Heimdall's last distribution site was the Injury Care Center, and the recipient was Anna Lumelia Krum, the future Taishui.
Anna took the invitation card from him with a smile on her face, "Just tell me, and I'll make a special trip." She took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Heimdall's face.
Heimdall giggled, he had a lot of fun today.
"You are different, so I must deliver it to you personally."
Anna said: "I saw the photos that day, and the effect is good."
Heimdall nodded, "I also think the effect is good. The photographer has two brushes, and the Danish Ministry of Magic didn't just fool me just because they gave them away for free." Director Strulusson has a good impression of the Ministry of Magic who "pays the bill".
Anna thought that even if they wanted to fool them, they would not have the guts to see the formation when they took pictures.
"Plov likes your wedding dress photos very much." Anna suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile.
Heimdall was terrified, "He also got a copy?"
Heimdall took a total of 7 photos of different styles of dresses for the clothing store that day. I remember that my father counted the number of people and asked the photographer to make a big photo. Plov didn't say anything at that time.
"Later, he secretly asked Rommel to ask for it. It was true that there wasn't one, but Rommel made an extra one just in case, which made Plov cheaper." Anna explained.
Heimdall didn't want to know that his father wanted it "just in case" for Mao, and he expressed his sincere horror that Plov also joined the ranks of "daughter photos".
"It's a good shot. Narcissa and I like it very much. Every time I look at those photos, it looks like I have a new daughter." Anna has hit it off with her aunt so much that they are almost called sisters.
Director Strulusson is not well.