HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 773 Noisy Mask

one,

In the office area of ​​the magic institution, one of the hundreds of rooms is usually not used for other purposes. It will only be opened when special assessments are held, such as the upcoming random assessment of the junior group.At this time, there was a group of people standing in the room, not many people, about a dozen or so. Except for the staff in black robes with the badges of the magic institution, the other wizards were all wearing cloaks that covered their entire faces.They are silent, quieter than ghosts, never talk to people around them, even if they recognize each other through special methods, they pretend to be ignorant.

This seems to be the collective tacit understanding of the magic organization display group. This group is little known and does not belong to any group of high, middle, and junior high schools. Only wizards who are recognized by the organization and include the magic display in the final example are eligible to enter the group.Therefore, unlike the high mobility of the other three groups, the list of the display group has not changed for at least 50 years.

A crystal ball was placed in the center of the room, and a dozen people sat around the crystal ball.The light in the room is not bright, and the light emitted from the crystal ball is enough for people to see where their feet are.

The chaotic white light in the sphere suddenly dimmed. Immediately afterwards, blurred shadows of people walking appeared in the sphere. After a while, the shadows gradually became clear, and the ten wizards waiting for the review of the random magic show appeared on the screen. When the picture swept across a young man's face, the two people in the room paid special attention, although they didn't show the slightest difference.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the ten wizards who appeared in the crystal ball just now are the top ten of the junior group," said the staff of the magic institution. "The total scores of the top ten in the junior group are slightly different, and a few people even have the same score. In order to widen the gap between them, a temporary review was held for them today. Two of the ten people got the special one."

"What special display?" Finally someone was willing to speak, and the voice seemed to be a woman, but everything was possible before the mystery was revealed.

"As you all know, we have reached a cooperation agreement with a space expansion spell research institution. That institution has set up a lot of new and interesting spells for us, which can not only increase the interest of the exhibitors, but also allow them to personally experience the magic institution. Sincerity. We are no longer obsessed with boring magic drills, we also want to open the door and warmly welcome more wizards who like to study spells."

"The magic organization intends to lower the threshold?" Sure enough, some people expressed disapproval of this move, and seemed to think that the move by the magic organization not only lowered their social status, but also caused them, capable bigwigs, to "follow the tide."

Someone made a different voice: "Magical institutions should have removed the threshold a long time ago. After so many years, you finally realized that building a car behind closed doors is no longer applicable to the wizarding world after the 50s? Congratulations."

"Magical institutions should maintain their usual rigor! We show magic here to promote the innovation of magic, not for the public to watch!" The witch insisted on her own opinion. "I can imagine that the media will use sensational headlines to sensationalize the public, and they will do anything to attract the public's desire to buy!"

The man retorted with a chuckle, "Could it be that you can only buy newspapers like that around you?"

The witch said angrily: "If the magic organization really decides to do that, I will apply to withdraw from the display group and quit the magic organization's display review platform."

No one was in a hurry to argue with her, and everyone turned their attention to the staff of the magic institution.

The staff lived up to expectations and said, "If this is your expectation, I will convey it. We will regret losing such an excellent showman as you, but the fundamental purpose of our institution is freedom of choice, not only magic, And the personal will of the exhibitors."

The witch didn't speak any more. She didn't know whether she was moved by the "easy talk" of the magic organization, or she was resentful that she was not taken seriously—most of the people present agreed that the proportion of the latter was greater.

"Everyone, please watch the random review first. What I want to tell you is that if those ten want to pass this random review perfectly, they need to be proficient in the use of elementary magic, and the threshold set by the organization is not very high. Many people present All have a place in the display of elementary magic, and the organization hopes to use your professional eyes to judge this random review, give us some suggestions, and put forward some targeted opinions. The magic organization will be very grateful."

"Let us act as free labor with confidence." The previous objector murmured.

Nero Golden, who was sitting behind him, looked at him more and more complicated. As one of Heimdall's introducers, Professor Golden was invited to watch today, since the day he received the letter He had a very bad premonition, and he wasn't sure whether the premonition was aimed at himself or Strulusson in the picture.And... His eyes moved to the objector in front again. He saw the past from him that he didn't want to remember. As for the past, he didn't want to recall it.

"Can you see clearly from the back?"

Professor Golden was taken aback, "...are you talking to me?"

The retorter who turned around nodded, his face was buried deep in the cloak hat, and his face was strangely black.Golden felt that the other party's friendship was not mixed with other things, so he couldn't help but relax.

He leaned forward and said, "Of course I'd like to sit closer."

The objector gave way, leaving the seat next to him empty.

Golden cat leaned over and quickly moved to the front row, and sat down beside the objector.

"Thank you." Gordon apologized softly.

"Don't be so polite with me, Professor."

Gordon's hair stood on end immediately: "You, you..."

The retorter—to be precise, Grindelwald, patted the back of his hand, "Don't be too obvious, it's too embarrassing."

Gordon nearly choked on his own saliva.

Grindelwald made a silent finger, and then pointed to the crystal ball with a new picture.

two,

The two magic demonstrators who had won the wooden door were standing in front of a staff member who explained in detail the random inspection they were about to face. Naturally, the two magic demonstrators knew nothing about the peeping behavior of a dozen people from another place.The two frowned slightly during the staff's explanation. This round of random review seemed to be more complicated and more open than they expected.

"...So after the review begins, the two of you will enter the maze from different directions."

That's right, the maze feels the same as the last item of the Triwizard Tournament. Heimdall is no stranger to mazes. I hope the maze here is at the same level as the one at Hogwarts. If it is similar to the one in Heideggerack, it may be more Helps mental and physical health.

"What does it take us to do, just get out of the maze?" asked the enthusiastic speaker.

"Just getting out of the maze," the worker replied. "There will be different types of small obstacles on the way through the maze. What you have to do is to clear the obstacles and find the correct route to the end."

Unlike the Triwizard Tournament where you need to find the trophy, is there a time limit on arrival?

Heimdall asked his doubts, and the active speakers were also very concerned about this. The staff shook their heads, "There is no time limit. In fact, as long as you don't take the initiative to send out a distress signal, no one will remind you if you stay in it for a year. It's getting late for you."

"Does this mean that there is no clear difference between the first arrival and the last arrival at the end point?" Heimdall asked again.

"We only pay attention to the magic show, and we don't care which one of you has the sharpest legs, and we don't ask you to fight each other. This is not within the scope of the primary show." The staff joked, but unfortunately his witticism did not ease the dignified atmosphere of the scene , the two magic demons are still preoccupied.

Before the two were about to separate and walk towards different entrances, the enthusiastic speaker stretched out his right hand to Heimdall, "It's an honor to fight with you on the same battlefield, I am Antunes."

Heimdall held his right hand, "Stulusson, I am also honored."

"Good luck!"

"You too."

three,

The maze is very grand, and outside the dark entrance is a cast iron gate with carved beams and painted buildings on both sides. From a distance, the artistic cast iron flower decorations on the door leaf are complex, but when you get closer, you find that the round flowers are not flowers, but human faces. , They are all over the two gates, there are men, women, old and young, with different shapes and expressions.A beast head with blue face and fangs protruded from the center of the door above the door leaf. The eyes inlaid with gemstones shone with a faint green light, and seemed to be turning the eyes inadvertently. It was creepy to watch for a long time.

Under the guidance of the staff, Heimdall gradually approached the cast iron gate. When he came to a place three steps away from the gate, the faces on the gate all opened their eyes, revealing two glowing white eyes. At that moment, all the goosebumps on Heimdall's body stood up.He swallowed and waited nervously.

The cast-iron gate opened with a creak, and all the faces on the gate closed their eyes and returned to their original state. It was as abrupt as when it opened, which caught people off guard.Heimdall looked back at the staff, who had a calm expression.

He shook his fist to himself, took out his wand, and strode into the cast-iron gate. When he walked 20 meters, the cast-iron gate closed automatically, and the entrance was quickly completely covered by the wall composed of the five-leaf creeper and the lily millet.

After walking another ten meters, the first fork appeared. They were arranged symmetrically from left to right, and there was a dark thing floating erratically in the midair directly in front of them.Heimdall weighed it up and decided not to come into contact with the unknown object. He glanced at the entrance of the fork on the left, and then turned to the entrance on the right.

Heimdall folded his chest in thought, and then cast stun spells into the passage respectively—because this spell has the longest extension when there is no target to attack, there is no difference in the result between the left and right sides.He stroked his chin and lightly waved his wand. The dark red letters gradually piled up, slowly forming a long string, and then combined into a whole article...

four,

"What is he dawdling about?!" Golden despised Heimdall's cautiousness.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, the first step is very important." Grindelwald said.

"It's either left or right, what's so difficult about it!"

"So you've been a professor for so many years, will your expectations ever come true?"

This is not the first time that a pair of teachers and students have run on each other. Grindelwald can't see Gordon's recklessness and lingering innocence in his bones; .

"Are you qualified to comment on me?" Golden tried to fight back.

"At least I once achieved my goal," Grindelwald said.

Gordon shut his mouth in anger.

Grindelwald sighed, "You have survived until now, according to my original assumption, you should be the first..."

"What was the first? Tell me!" Golden jumped.

"Quiet!" Someone in front turned around and shouted.

Only then did the two notice the angry eyes around them.

Golden straightened his back in embarrassment, and Grindelwald remained the same.

Golden stared at the crystal ball, "Those messy lines he drew are... digital divination?"

"Branch, a type of tracking technique, a compulsory course for the specialized agencies of various countries to arrest black wizards and the senior detectives of the police force of the International Federation of Wizards." Grindelwald said.

"Who is he going after? Another exhibitor?" Gordon murmured.

"I think it might be the exit." As soon as Grindelwald finished speaking, Heimdall in the crystal ball moved.

He erased the handwriting floating in the air, and entered the side road on the left.

Golden became more relaxed, "It seems that he is very confident, so he came to a conclusion so quickly!"

In the picture, Heimdall said to himself: "...Men left and women right, then go left."

The director's whimsical "exit tracking" failed.

The shadow in the air, which was on the same straight road as the entrance and exit, trembled, flew out of the dead end, followed Heimdall, and turned into the left fork.

Fives,

Five minutes later, when Heimdall tried to turn the second turn, his eyes were almost pierced by a sharp point. He hurriedly backed away to avoid a series of swords and swords. When he left the road and turned back to the original passage, the attack disappeared.A few severed hairs fluttered down.

Heimdall swallowed in shock, he didn't even see what was attacking him.

He stuck to the flower wall, and placed a fluorescent light point towards the curve, and the cold knife light struck again, this time it jumped out of the shadows along the moving direction of the fluorescent light, and entered the visible range of Heimdall.

A bird, if you look carefully, you can clearly see that the beak is as sharp as scissors, and there are more than one. A large group of scissor-like birds are buzzing in the air, making bee-like flapping sounds.Scissorbirds are very aggressive, and any creature that gets close to them will be attacked, even if they are of the same kind.

Heimdall made a decisive decision and threw several small magics that he knew could emit light in another direction. As expected, the scissor birds rushed towards the luminous bodies like moths chasing light. A cohesive crunch.Heimdall walked into the bend carefully, looked around quickly, and determined the direction of the next step.

He found painfully that his intuition didn't work this time, and the direction he led away from the bird-scissors was the only way to the next destination.Chief Sturlusson beat his chest and stamped his feet. He raised his eyes and found that the scissor bird, which had lost the trace of the light spot, was returning aggressively, opening and closing the sharp scissors with one heart and one mind. The target - Heimdall who dared to fool them.

Golden in front of the crystal ball gloated and laughed, and Grindelwald couldn't figure out whether he wanted Heimdall to be good, or he didn't want to see him.But Grindelwald must admit that he has lived to this age, and he still doesn't understand his teacher's way of thinking.

Heimdall fled the same way in embarrassment, took a slow breath, and then released another light spot in disbelief. The scissorbirds were still happy to see the light, so they felt relieved.He gently walked under the flower wall on the opposite side and looked at the movement on that side. The scissor bird seemed not interested in the movement on this side, except for the initial flustering opening and closing, there was no other movement after that.

This side was a dead end, and there was a box on the ground. Heimdall's first reaction was to use the Animaji transformation magic, but he quickly dismissed the idea.He ran to the wooden box, the scissor birds found him, buzzed and flapped their wings and roared towards him, Heimdall turned around and threw a freezing spell, the scissor birds stopped in mid-air as if the pause button was pressed Zhong remained motionless.

The staff in front of the crystal ball pressed the stopwatch in his hand at the same time he released the freezing spell.

Heimdall, who didn't know about this, turned around and ran towards the wooden box, thinking, don't be another Boggart... The lid of the wooden box suddenly opened automatically, and it came towards him, yes, it was a clamp, The edge of this wooden box actually had sharp teeth, like a monster with a bloody mouth, trying to swallow Heimdall into its stomach.

Could it be a wooden box monster? !Heimdall remembered that this creature had been introduced in the class of black magic.He waved his wand, stopped the impact of the wooden box, and then used the basic movement spell to force the box monster to jump towards the group of scissor birds stopped in mid-air, and then, slapping and creaking into a mess, Heimdall took advantage of the chaos. Ran.

The staff in front of the crystal ball regretfully put down their hands to pinch the stopwatch - the timing failed, and Professor Golden clapped his hands again and laughed.

six,

He didn't stop to gasp until he could no longer see the source of the confusion.

[The physical strength is really poor. 】

Heimdall was startled, turned his head abruptly, and immediately yelled loudly. A distorted face with sharp teeth stopped behind him and looked at him pretending to be kind.

【Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah——】The red face howled hoarsely.

On the contrary, Heimdall calmed down, "Stop barking, it's too noisy!"

The red face rolled his eyes and stopped screaming.

【Where?Why did I not see it? ] The red face flipped in the air very vividly, as if it was really looking around as it said.

It turned out to be a mask, and he had never seen a talking mask... But when he thought of the talking clock in Knockturn Alley, and many things in his life that should not be able to speak but they were, he thought he shouldn't Too much fuss.

"What are you looking at?" Heimdall asked.

【monster! 】

"Where is it?" Heimdall became nervous.

【you do not know?You don't know why you scream? ! 】The mask seems to have been played with, very unhappy, and the ugly face is even uglier.

"I screamed because I saw you."

The mask froze for a moment, 【You bastard! 】

"You're more of a ghost than I am," said Heimdall. "What's the point of following me? Could it be that you are also one of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals blocking the way?" He raised his right hand and raised his wand as he spoke.

【You can't attack me, you can't get out without me. 】

"I don't think so."

【Ah, wait, listen to me, I'm telling the truth, I'm the guide messenger set up at the entrance of the magic organization, and I'm responsible for leading the way for the junior group, because you don't reassure them like other groups. ] "At the entrance?" Heimdall sneered.

[Don't point that ugly stick at me, Merlin, I'm telling the truth!You clearly saw me, but you pretended not to see me. It's not my fault, it's your own problem. 】This guy still knows about Merlin? !

Heimdall seemed to recall something, "The dark shadow in the dead end opposite the entrance?"

[I'm not a black shadow, I'm the guide, the Yeyou Immortal. 】

"Immortal? It's still daytime."

【That's a wizard's name, of course I wish I could think of one... Why are you still pointing that stick at me? ] "Are you made of wood?"

[Of course, look at my gorgeous carvings and delicate colors, I'm not bragging, I can't find another mask more handsome than me! 】That is to say, this mask is male?Heimdall finds it interesting, but nothing more than interesting.

"In that case, setting a fire will burn you." Several clusters of flames appeared from the front of Heimdall's wand.

Mask panicked, 【You can't do that, you can't get out without me! ] "I said I don't believe it."

【Let me tell you, you could have chosen a more convenient route - the one on the right, because you lacked my guidance, you embarked on a difficult road. How dangerous was the scene just now, have you forgotten it? ] "How can you prove what you say? How do I know that the road on the right is not a more difficult road?"

[Unreasonable wizard kid!Ahhhhhhhh...fire!fire!fire!I'm on fire, my handsome face! 】Heimdall extinguished the flame on the mask, and the mask looked heartbroken.

[Hateful wizard, so hateful...you actually set fire to me, what if scars are left...what if I am disfigured...] Heimdall rolled his eyes and strode resolutely towards the direction he chose .

【Why are you so rude? I haven't finished my sentence yet. Today's wizards generally lack systematic etiquette education! 】The chatterbox mask stopped complaining about himself, and chased after him.

"Actually, you don't have to be so dedicated. If I'm really unlucky, it's not because of you, but because of my own misfortune, so don't follow me, and explain to your boss after I'm saved." Heimdall thinks it's Loudness will interfere with his judgment of the environment and distract him, provided of course that it has no ulterior motive.

【No, if you see me, I have to follow. If you don't see me, then it's a different story. 】Heimdall stopped the further movement of the mask without saying a word, making it unable to move, and at the same time sealed its mouth to make it completely quiet, until he completely controlled the movement of the mask, he turned the mask over to face the sky, and Shouted, "I know that I have been monitored for a series of actions since I entered the maze, because you need to rate me through this process. I have been in contact with this kind of space before and know what methods you may use to monitor, so I guess you probably Can hear what I say."

In front of the crystal ball, the men and women looked at each other in blank dismay.

"If what this mask says is true, please don't blame it for dereliction of duty. I don't want it to follow. Whether the next encounter is good or bad has nothing to do with it. I am willing to take responsibility myself."

After speaking, he released the mask.

"Okay, I believe your superior won't blame you, you can go." Heimdall left straight away.

The mask quickly caught up and said with tears in his eyes: 【You are such a good person. I like good people. I would like to make friends with good people. From now on you will be my friend! ] "Stop following me is the greatest reward for me." Heimdall said weakly.

[Look, good people are so considerate, don't worry, I follow you voluntarily, even if the magic organization stops me, I will never break my promise and never abandon you. ] "... I beg you, abandon me quickly!" The head of the room cried.