HP's Foreign Land

People don't want to see the rivers and rivers go down, but as long as it flows continuously, it must be "the day and night are muddy and tends to go down and can't stop". If you cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow more, and you will raise your glass to relieve your sorrow. The reality of today's magic world is that : No matter how high the prestige is, no amount of money can bring back the former glory of pure blood.

It's no wonder that the conservatives pick their noses and eyes and clamor every day to isolate half-bloods and mudbloods and let them go; it's no wonder that aristocratic families like Malfoy are so pathologically advocating pure-bloods.Only people in the same position can see the same severity and experience the same panic. Perhaps the Malfoy family has already noticed that the advantages of pure blood are gradually disappearing, or they have already understood that pure blood has become a "vulnerable group" in today's world ...

They were the ones who were isolated, not half-bloods or mudbloods, but them: pure-bloods who were "smug".

Of course, these bitter and bitter international propositions have always been left to the adults to worry about.Children don't have to worry about those serious subjects. The 11-year-old grasshoppers are more concerned about what the other kids did before school starts, and then show off what I did myself; they pass each other names and ask about their nationality, and then the topic naturally turns to the other country or region. What's fun, what's happening around you, what kind of gossip you've heard, even what you've seen and heard when you go shopping in the street will be shown off, etc...

In short, it is unreliable no matter how you listen.

This is the environment Heimdall is in right now, bustling with chatter.Except for himself and the taciturn brother on the left, the other grasshoppers basically never stopped.To say that Heimdall is not gregarious is a bit unfair to him. He actually welcomes group life. He is lively and happy all day long, and his mood is also happy. The problem is that the air pressure of the elder brother on the left is too low, which makes him want to chat with Heimdall. Before the grasshopper opened its mouth, its expression changed, its mouth closed, and its head turned quickly—the whole process was done in one go.

In other words, among the 34 first-year students, they seemed the least gregarious.

At least the two of us should get to know each other, right?Heimdall turned slightly sideways to look at the taciturn brother, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes also smiled, and his white and tender appearance was very pleasing.Heimdall's smile is very contagious. It's not the kind of low-key charm to tempt people to take the bait, nor is it a far-fetched coping trick, but a kind of sincere and sincere color from the heart.Once he smiles, his eyes will be particularly bright, and there seems to be crystal-clear broken light shining inside, the blue silver stars are broken and bright.Lively, healthy and full of vigor, it makes people's eyes shine.

Those who are interested can go to Diagon Alley or Knockturn Alley in the UK to inquire about it. His smiling face attack can be described as "a trick that is popular all over the world". It ranges from the octogenarians in their 80s and [-]s to the urchins of five or six years old. Don't be fooled.For a while, it even became the golden signboard of Liangjie, and some customers came to patronize it just to see him smile at themselves.

Heimdall is also aware of his old background. He doesn't show off casually on weekdays, and he is not a nympho. It is impossible to welcome everyone with a smile on his face.But today is different.Dude, you must show some face, otherwise my golden signboard will fall into your hands.Thinking of this, he stretched out his right hand: "Hi, I'm Heimdall Strulusson."

The taciturn brother looked at him sideways, his eyes were a little creepy, and Heimdall's heart was trembling when he saw it, and the smile almost froze on his face.

"Blulegg." As expected of Brother Mo Mo, he even declared his name concisely and to the point.

Heimdall is too embarrassed to ask people, is your surname or first name, or are your names all the same?

The taciturn brother fell silent after spit out a string of letters, as if he was waiting, he stared at Heimdall without blinking, as if trying to gouge out two holes in his smiling face.Half a minute later, Heimdall was still on his side, his right hand was still hanging there, and his smiling face was still there. He was also waiting. If it was a matter of patience, he believed that he would surely win.

There was a gleam of brilliance in the calm pupils of the taciturn brother. If Heimdall interpreted it correctly, this ray of light was called "surprise".Just wondering why he was surprised, his right hand was held.It was a palm with well-defined bones, elegant and slender, and the slightly dark complexion made it look warm and powerful.

"Leon Blueleg."

Heimdall suppressed his smile and nodded silently.The two looked at each other, and their reflections were reflected in each other's pupils. Neither of them interspersed with high-sounding greetings, and both had a hint of temptation.

"Quiet——" There was finally movement on the central podium.

At that moment, the two young men understood what to do next, and the two hands that were clasped shook slightly up and down, and then let go at the same time.

Standing on the central podium to maintain order at this time is the vicious Professor York, Durmstrang's Transfiguration teacher.Heimdall had never attended his class, but he had known him for a long time, and had passed him more than once in school.He was dressed in a dark funeral gown and robes for ten years, with a hooked nose and sunken eye sockets, thin cheeks and prominent cheekbones, and black eyeballs with big bean spots like two black pits, which was colorless but creepy.It is reported that this person is very pedantic and old-fashioned, with a surly personality, and he will never let go of a reason he believes in. Whenever he doesn't like it, he will yell at him regardless of decency, regardless of the occasion, and even strike directly.

Neither the teachers nor the students liked him.Had it not been for 30 years of teaching experience there, Durmstrang would not have been appeased so far.All in all, a very unpopular professor.

However, once York comes out to suppress the scene in a noisy public place, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. Durmstrang can really make the best use of everything, and no resources are wasted.

The students in other grades naturally knew how cruel he was, and they all fell silent when they heard the sound.Only the twittering first grader is still out of state.

When the two gloomy little black pits shot at them, most of the grasshoppers lowered their eyebrows and fell silent, and the few who were still talking nonsense attended their first transfiguration class of the school year ahead of schedule.

York made them rabbits.

Just imagine how startling it must be for a group of living people to suddenly turn into a group of gray rabbits.Not one, but a group.Heimdall was amazed by York's superb transfiguration manipulation ability, and at the same time expressed his admiration for his extraordinary eyesight and clear attitude of rewards and punishments.In the current first-year seats, except for Heimdall and Leon who are still humans, the others have all turned into herbivorous vertebrate mammals.That is to say, they were sitting among a group of rabbits.

The auditorium was silent for a few seconds.

A few seconds later, there was a burst of laughter from the senior seats in the rear, and then it stopped abruptly. No one wanted to bear the toss of the next wave of transformation, and York's warning eyes were vicious and tricky.

The corners of Heimdall's mouth twitched, a little restless.The two rabbits at hand jumped onto him, causing him to almost throw them out reflexively.Fortunately, I remembered in time that this was not a rabbit but a human being, otherwise I would be charged with mutilating my classmates.

This unique "Animal World" column is destined to be difficult to play a role in popularizing science while entertaining. Children are not at all restless, even if they change from humans to rabbits.The gray rabbits jumped up and down so uncomfortably, they were flexible and agile, as if they didn't remember that they were not rabbits at all.What's more, they took advantage of the terrain and jumped directly to the seats of the senior grades, making the seniors catch or hide, and the auditorium was filled with people coming and going, all kinds of behaviors, and chaos.

"Professor York, please stop."

To Heimdall's surprise, it was not the teachers present who stood up and took control of the situation, but a student in the sixth grade seat.This sixth-year brother neither glared nor was he restrained and arrogant. He was very easygoing. At least Heimdall saw him smiling. York on the podium, Heimdall would not think that the words came out of his mouth.

Heimdall was surprised again.Professor York went downhill without saying a word.York had never known how to be flexible, but at this moment he suddenly became enlightened.

The scene when the rabbit turns back into a human is even more hilarious.

Originally, a small rabbit swelled to a human body, and the consequences were even worse than before.The face of this year's first-year freshmen has been completely ruined, and even their face has been completely lost.

When they turned back, some freshmen found themselves lying on the ground with five bodies prostrate; some freshmen stood alone on their seats; ... It is more happy to be stuck in the crowd, but it is really traumatic and unforgettable to fall on the hard steps.

In comparison, the two on Heimdall were unbelievably happy.When he transformed back, one was hugging his thigh, and the other was sitting on him, still holding the collar of his stand-up collar in his mouth.The sudden heavy pressure nearly suffocated Heimdall.I don't know if the two of them were in a trance and didn't wake up for a while, or if he really was so easy to hug, and they froze in a frozen position for a long time.

Heimdall gave a wry smile, and pushed the one nestled in his chest forcefully. The latter quickly let go of his mouth and jumped down as if he had just woken up from a dream.The other was startled at the same time, releasing his knee joint.

The two boys, cheeks flushed, stood awkwardly before him and apologized.The situation just now made them feel ashamed, and they were so embarrassed that they wanted to find a crack in the ground and drill down immediately.They are all well-educated children of aristocratic families. When they have experienced such an embarrassing situation, they are full of embarrassments and ugliness.

Heimdall waved his hand, indicating that he didn't take it to heart.

Seeing his calm expression, the two boys really didn't mean to laugh at the grudge, and they were relieved immediately, and they also developed a lot of good feelings for Heimdall, and even thought of making friends.

At the same time, there was a heavy hum from the central podium, and all the "rabbits" were terrified at the same time, and they all sat back to their original positions with lightning speed. The swiftness and uniformity of their actions was amazing .

The situation was finally under control. Although the process was a bit bumpy and the scene was a bit funny, the result was a bit thrilling.However, no matter freshmen or veterans, everyone knows that silence is golden.

Professor York nodded in satisfaction, and said in a loud voice: "All magic requires a lot of practice to make perfect, and the transfiguration is the same. Do you see it? This is the benefit of more practice!"

At that moment, the expressions of the first-year freshmen became distorted and subtle.