HP's Foreign Land

Heimdall's seat number is 22, not very far ahead, but not last either.He stepped into the examination room, found his seat, took a quick look around, and sat down happily.His seat is next to a large glass window, the blue sky and white clouds are full of light, through the window you can see the pond in the distance and the swans floating on the water talking about love.

Merlin was very friendly to him today.

After he got the test paper and roughly scanned the test questions, he didn't think so much.

For example, the quiz he is staring at now, Director Sturlusson, like those who are unwilling to face reality, tries to close and then open the foolish mode of eyes, trying to wake up this scene that may still be in a dream.As a result, of course, nothing has changed, only the exam time is relentlessly passing.

It is not surprising that the question-and-answer questions about the Secret Protection Law appear in the test of the Secret Protection Law. The question is why it appears in such a specious and "scary" appearance.

The title is: Today's wizards generally believe that the goblin rebellion in the 18th century was caused by the introduction of the wand law. In your opinion, is another riot that also occurred in the 18th century related to this?If yes, please provide specific reasons.Afterwards, what was the reason for the containment of this commotion? Please write down the specific method to contain this kind of situation.

There was a similar question in the previous History of Magic OWLs exam, but the question was very clear: How was the 1749 Statute of Secrecy violated?That case was such a sensation at the time that the textbook spent a whole chapter describing it, and it was also the focus of the lecturer.

Obviously, the exam here at IW needs to be expanded on that basis, and you must also add your own thinking, that is to say, you cannot copy the contents of the textbook, and there is no [-]% answer for you to copy.Because the nature of the IW exam questions is completely different from that of the OWLS questions, and the focus is also different.

Strulusson's office manager was full of bullshit. He should have thought that it would not be easy to become a full-time employee.

After three hours, Judge Mousayev asked everyone to put their pens to rest.

Heimdall did not struggle to his death, and floated out of the examination room with flimsy steps. He comforted himself, not because our artillery fire was not strong enough, but because the enemy was too cruel.

Seeing his dejected look, Musayev couldn't help laughing silently, and pretended very wickedly that he didn't see anything.

Heimdall floated all the way to the cafeteria, and when he was in the noisy hall, he realized that he was an examinee, and he didn't know whether the restaurant was willing to provide meals to wizards other than employees. He was hesitating, and the boss fell from the sky like the BOSS in the game. And willing to ask him to rub a meal for free.Even though Hollingworth didn't have colorful auspicious clouds under his feet, and he didn't wear the golden armor and holy clothes on his body, Heimdall was still grateful and said that as long as he passed this assessment, he would not hesitate to throw his head and blood.

"I've been dreaming about the meals of the International Federation of Wizards these days." Heimdall said vaguely, taking a big bite into his mouth.

"Nothing!" Hollingworth really didn't want to admit that he knew the baby.

"I have a question," Heimdall swallowed. "The difficulty of the exam has been increased this time, or is the exam just so difficult?" Heimdall couldn't get the previous exam papers, so he could only guess based on his own experience.

"If your score is not up to standard, don't blame us for being unkind." Hollingworth said coldly.

"No wonder, no wonder," Heimdall shook his head. "As long as you can slightly open the door of convenience and let me pass by sideways."

"Think beautifully!"

Heimdall was tongue-tied, "Haven't I already been assigned by default? How did it become 'beautiful thinking'?"

"Who told you that you were assigned?"

"Last time you said that the rotating chairman's office decided to give me a chance..."

"How do you understand this sentence?"

"I know it can't be that good, but I can't help being lucky."

"We provide you with an opportunity to take part in the assessment when you are under the age of 17. This is the limit. If your grades do not meet the standard, we can only regretfully encourage you to make persistent efforts."

Indeed, he thought too much.

Heimdall picked up the last piece of meat in grief and angrily, and stuffed it into his mouth, "Can I have another grilled steak?"

"You can't eat me like this." Hollingworth reminded him not to be too naive.

Heimdall said firmly: "At least it will save you the money for a grilled steak."

Hollingworth couldn't help but ask for another copy for him.

Heimdall ate two steaks and hiccupped a few times. He looked a little uncomfortable, but Director Strulusson firmly refused to admit that he was full and quietly rubbed his belly under the table.

Hollingworth pretended not to see his little tricks.

"Is Professor Lange comfortable at school?" Hollingworth asked.

"Why don't you ask me if I'm comfortable?" Heimdall said he was very hurt.

"It's not my turn to care about your affairs."

Heimdall rubbed his nose, "It looks very energetic and full of energy. I think that compared with Villa Hercules, there is a beautiful scenery along the Seine River. So you don't need to worry, Professor Lange is very good." Immediately thinking of a French girl who was also full of drive, she murmured, "Maybe it's a little too good..."

Hollingworth was thinking about his own thoughts and didn't notice Heimdall's soliloquy.

"We've been looking for opportunities to invite him to our house for a while now," Hollingworth said. "You know, my wife and I are very concerned about him, especially my wife, who is always afraid that he will become cynical or negative because of the 20-year-old disaster, and he will no longer have hope in life."

"Your wife is worrying too much. Professor Lange has persisted in prison for more than 20 years and firmly believes in his innocence. He will not be defeated by the outside world. Maybe he will be a little uncomfortable at first, and he will feel that things are right and wrong, but He's not a sentimental guy by nature, and that will pass quickly."

"She knows what you said, and I have repeatedly explained it to her, but you have to understand, woman..." Hollingworth smiled, not the kind of helpless wry smile. "Sometimes she just does whatever she wants, and she always selectively forgets something."

"I'm glad I don't have to try to understand them in my life." Heimdall looked lucky to escape.

"A woman is a compassionate creature, and it's easy to be soft-hearted and stubborn to believe that she should try to help someone who may not need her help at all." Hollingworth said. "She thinks that Andrew is getting better in his new life and it's time to find him a wife."

Heimdall said confusedly: "Shouldn't Professor Lange find it himself? If he really needs it."

"Yes, you're right, but my wife doesn't see it that way. She told me many times that she didn't think highly of Andrew's ex-wife at the time, but no one paid attention to her opinion at that time, so she insisted that she had a unique vision, at least It can prevent Andrew from being abandoned again."

"Your wife is completely kind." That's all Heimdall could say. "That is to say, your wife has already started screening for Professor Lange's wife?"

"I said we often invite him over for weekends, and yes, he's met a few ladies. Those ladies 'just so happen' to have dates with my wife who 'just so happen' to be at our house, too' Just 'my wife doesn't remember having Andrew in her house."

"... Selectively forget something."

"Interesting, isn't it?" Hollingworth said, looking like a nice gentleman.

Heimdall stopped rubbing his stomach, "Has your wife noticed that Professor Langer has expressed affection or interest in one of the ladies?"

"Not so far, he's not very motivated," Hollingworth shook his head regretfully. "Maybe Andrew is in no rush to end his single life... Could you please explain what that relieved expression of yours means?"

"Can your eyes be less sharp?" Heimdall said helplessly.

"You're sitting across from me, you think I love staring at your face?! It's polite!"

Heimdall looked hesitant, but couldn't hold back his boss's urgency.

"I'm happy for my friend. As long as Professor Lange doesn't become interested in other women, she has a chance to fight for herself."

"Your friend?" Hollingworth was hooked with interest. "what does she do?"

"...so far she has been a scholar."

"An excellent teacher who teaches and educates people in a magic school?"

"An excellent student who was taught and educated in a magic school."

Heimdall really wanted to take a picture of Hollingworth's expression, but he couldn't, once his boss knew what was going on in his head at the moment...he didn't want to let go of his boss's thick thighs yet.

"Your friend is a student?" Hollingworth hesitated.

"I'm a student and my friend is also a student, is it weird?"

“After all, you have friends like Andrew.”

Heimdall raised his eyebrows, "I think your wife introduced Professor Lange to ladies of his age."

"Why does age seem to be a shocking thing after you say it from your mouth?"

"You're sensitive again. My friend turns 17 this December and she's going to start taking full responsibility on her own soon."

"In other words, she is not yet of age." Hollingworth's expression was ethereal. "I didn't even know Andrew was interested in this."

"You have wronged Professor Lange, he can't stop female students from liking him, just like he can't deny his masculinity."

After a while, Hollingworth said, "I beg you to expand on 'my friends.'"

"I was negligent," Heimdall said. "She's French, she's studying at Beauxbatons, and like me, she's going to Heideggerack for a year as an exchange student. By the way, she's a girl, I'm sure you've heard it, but I want to emphasize it again. Turns 17 in December and doesn't currently have a boyfriend, so you don't have to worry about her being in two boats, and she doesn't want to pass the same old school life by experiencing exciting love games. She told me she fell in love with Lange Professor, and it’s the kind that can’t help herself, she decided to follow the direction of her heart.”

Hollingworth said blankly: "The French like to make a fuss out of a molehill."

"As a judge of the International Wizengamot, you are not supposed to have such, um, regional bias."

Hollingworth glanced at Heimdall, who was looking down at his plate, 'just in time' to avoid his boss' eye-to-eye attack.

"She's going to date Andrew for a few years? Wait until she finds a younger marriage partner?" Hollingworth said sharply.

"In fact, she turned down a young marriage partner in preparation for a romantic relationship with Professor Langer," Heimdall said. "This incident has just begun, and it is my friend who is distressed, because Professor Lange has not lost his mind, and it is my friend who is dazed."

"As a mature man, caution is the best partner." Hollingworth's expression relaxed a lot.

Heimdall couldn't help lowering his voice and said, "So can you hint something to your wife and let her suspend the frequency of introducing subjects to Professor Lange? I'm not asking your wife to stop this activity completely, or can it be reduced? several times?"

"Her ambition is indeed too obvious, and it is easy to backfire. I will tell her." Hollingworth looked easy to talk.

It's rare to see his boss so approachable, and Director Strulusson started to run the train carelessly again.

"You actually envy Professor Lange, after all, not all men in their forties can fascinate young girls..."

"What courage, Sturlusson!" Hollingworth stared.

"Oh, it's so late, there's still one more door in the afternoon, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Mr. Strulusson ran away with his head in his arms, and fled in despair.

This morning, the three professors gathered at the staff table for breakfast.

"How is Lige's exam? I wanted to ask on Monday, but he didn't look well, so I didn't bother him." Lange looked at Victor.

"He said it was not very good. The question was difficult, so he could only try his best to answer it." Professor Kroom put down a letter. "For the first time in the practical operation, IW adopted the random test method, that is, candidates who were not selected could be exempted from the test. He said that he wanted to use the practical test to test his scores. If he could manage the practical test, but he was not selected. .”

"Really?" Lange felt a little regretful.

"I'm not very worried. This is not the first time he has said this. I don't know if you have had such an experience. When you leave the examination room, you feel very bad, but the final results always exceed expectations."

"It seems to have been." Lange said meaningfully. "Given how much the IW takes him seriously, maybe they will be more cautious in grading his papers."

The two exchanged a knowing look.

At this moment, La Carini Jr. put down his glass, hesitated for a moment, and asked Victor, "Where did you and Rigg go on their first date?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"I will have dinner with Professor Harlan this weekend." Lacarini Jr. announced happily. "There are always other projects to be done after leaving the restaurant, and I don't want to go through all that effort just to have a meal with her."

"You don't want to know," Victor said. "Our way is definitely not for you."

"Tell me, I won't tell anyone."

"I'm sure you don't." Because he had no other friends.

Professor Lacarini heard the implication, "You are really annoying."

Victor said happily: "This shows that we are a match made in heaven."

"Okay, Professor Lacarini, if you continue to talk about this topic, it will only give Professor Krum more opportunities to show off his happy little sweet." Lange kindly reminded Little Lacarini.

Lacarini urged, "Then talk about it."

"If you mean a date, it's in Durmstrang."

"What a disappointment. Outside the school? Just the two of you, outside the school."

"Does the Sugar Mouse Contest count?"

"This is more difficult to replicate," said Lacarini Jr., not too satisfied. "What about after that? After Sugar Mouse is over, isn't there a holiday?"

"He went home with us. Speaking of this, we did have a chance to be alone for a long time." Victor seemed to remember something.

Little La Carini asked quickly, "Where did you go?"

"Bathroom, if that's your solo date plan." The fact that they hadn't had sex at the time, so it wasn't a date, but he wasn't going to tell Lacarini Jr.

Little Lacarini supported his forehead, "This won't work, this will definitely not work, it's too challenging."

"I think so too. I reminded you that our way is not suitable for you." Victor said.

Lange couldn't help laughing.

"How was your date? Is Paris all right?" Victor asked Lange.

"I don't think it was a date," Lange said.

"Since when did dating become a term?" Victor laughed.

"Since when did you become inquisitive?"

"Rig asked me to try to get something from you," Victor said. "He doesn't need a detailed answer from you, just saying something like 'Paris is beautiful', 'It was a good time to visit' is enough for him to appease a sensitive and suspicious friend. That friend is not a greedy person, she just needs to know You had a good time and didn't dislike her company, or she didn't say and do things that distaste you."

Lange expressed puzzlement, "I thought I made it very clear. When I broke up that day, I told her very clearly that I was very grateful for her company."

"You know, a girl who's stuck in a state like her can't help thinking," Victor said. "She'll think you're saying that out of politeness."

"I'm sorry to involve you and Rigg, this shouldn't be a problem for you." Lange didn't like to cause trouble for others. "I'll make it clear to her personally."

"I hope what I said today didn't backfire." Victor hesitated for a moment.

"Aren't you disgusted? This kind of thing." Lange asked.

"Is it my turn to speak up? Especially a pervert like me, who couldn't wait to hook Rigg up when he was in second grade?"

Lange laughed. "I think I heard something great."

Victor also laughed, "I hope you won't turn around and sneak into the editorial office of a tabloid after breakfast is over."

"Excuse me, what are you talking about?" protested Raccarini Jr., who had been the backdrop for so long, refusing to be sidelined.

"We're talking about Professor Lange's suitor." Victor glanced at Lange, who didn't refute.

The master decided to tell Rieger about this new discovery when he saw Rieger, so that he could rest assured that he would not be affected by Jeanne's nagging, and keep focusing on the two people who can handle personal problems well.

"Professor Lange's suitor?" Lacarini Jr. was speechless.

"You are allowed to pursue others, and others are not allowed to pursue Professor Lange?" His expression made Victor feel puzzled.

"...You and Rigg are in love, and it is still a secret known to the whole world. Now even Professor Lange has suitors, but I am complacent because Professor Harlan finally agreed to date me." Rakari Professor Ni couldn't accept the reality of being skinny for a while, and his face became bitter.

"He'll be fine." Lange said to Victor as if he had come. "Looking at him like this, life must have been smooth sailing before the age of 20, but now you start to doubt yourself or blame others after a little bit of worry. In fact, God is fair, and ups and downs will always come. Fate will not let anyone go, everyone is like this .”

Victor knocked twice on Heimdall's bedroom door, and there was a "come in" response from inside.Victor unscrewed the handle and pushed the door in. Looking around, he didn't see the owner of this bedroom.

"Honey, where are you?" Professor Krum hesitated, and walked towards the bathroom, said hello to the toffee and pods as he passed the fireplace, and hugged the bun who came to rub his trousers.

"I'm in the bathroom."

Heimdall stood in front of the bathtub with his back turned to him.

"What's in the bathtub?" Victor looked up and saw Xiaoba resting hanging from the ceiling. It seemed to prefer a damp and shady bathroom to a warm bedroom.

"Oh, Professor Krum, you came at the right time. Look, they seem to be trying to come back to life." Heimdall pretended to be surprised.

Victor stood behind him, leaned on his shoulders and looked into the bathtub. The bathtub was filled with water, and there were a few corals in the water. The surface seemed to be covered with a layer of lime, gray and dry, but faintly visible. See some other colors, and they're squirming.

"The toffees were dead when I got them back, at least I thought they were dead. Today I suddenly noticed that they seemed different, so I put them in the bathtub and got sea water with the help of the house-elves .”

"Are you going to keep it in the bathtub forever?" Victor observed carefully for a moment, making sure that the corals were not harmful.

"I don't think Draco would mind lending me the bathroom to take a shower."

"Malfoy is gone?"

"Yeah, just came to say goodbye to me, he's going to the ball game with his parents this weekend. It's a pity you missed him leaving, waving a little flag and twirling his toes. I didn't even know he had upgraded to Big fan of Puddlemere United."

"So how long are you going to spend watching these corals? I remember we made an appointment, and you agreed to accompany me to the team. Now that your cousin has surprised you, you can also try to pay more attention to the Vulcan team." Pay attention." The master said seemingly aggrieved.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to make preparations now. But there is one thing that needs to be corrected. I'm not a fan of the Vulcan team. You know that I only pay attention to one person." Heimdall kissed the master's little mouth, turned and left out the bathroom.

Victor followed him to the bedroom.

"How is Professor Lange doing on your team? As a healer, he should be pretty good, right?"

"You seem to have a lot of confidence in him."

"He's a friend of mine and always wish him well without knowing it."

"What about after understanding?"

"Then you should stand by his side without hesitation and support him."

"I'm jealous of what I said." Victor smiled. "You'd better verify it yourself."