HP's Foreign Land

The juvenile group in charge of the Strulusson jury has a lot of freedom. The "Magic Supplies Fun Championship" minor group accepts wizards over the age of six and under the age of 17 to sign up, instead of 11 years old and above in general competitions.

A researcher organized a survey. After nearly ten years of research, the researchers contacted a group of volunteer wizard families for a long time, and found that not all wizard children are born with magical talents.Some babies show signs of something the moment they are born, but others don't.But that doesn't mean babies who show no signs of talent are Squibs.Children without symptoms will gradually show their talents before the age of six.If the child is still calm after the age of six - in all aspects, then the probability of squibs is 90.00%. , which is caused by human factors accounted for a large proportion.For example, the old Rigg.

Closer to home.

The large judging space also indicates a lack of rigor. Although the judging rules of the adult group are complicated and clear, the work is quite restricted, but as long as the jurors use their wisdom, they seem to follow the scriptures, but in fact it is very easy.And the underage group has a lot of space, which makes it difficult.

"What are the exam questions for the underage group?" Heimdall asked.

"I heard it was decided by lottery," said Mr Arpad.

Heimdall's wand had already returned to his pocket. 10 minutes ago, the scorched-haired Arpad reluctantly returned the wand.If it wasn't a very reckless behavior to keep someone else's wand under the premise that the wand was not damaged, Arpad would definitely put Heimdall's wand in his pocket without hesitation.

After returning to the owner's hand, the maple gall trembled with lingering fear for a moment, and then calmed down under Heimdall's reassurance.

Any wand probably doesn't want to face the wand maker again, and there are no more than two situations when it needs to face the wand maker: one, return to the factory for repair; two, disassemble it for research.Maple Ying knew that Ollivander in front of him was not its creator—every wand bore traces of its maker, sometimes deliberately for a certain purpose, but most of the time it was unintentional—then it was The second possibility, so today the rejection of maple galls is more intense than usual.

Fortunately, Mr. Arpad has the blood of giants—giants and trolls are born with a certain ability to resist magic, and their large size is one of the immune factors—except that their hair is a little burnt, there is no other problem. If it is placed on ordinary wizards, the consequences It's unimaginable—the Lixiaoge Bai in his heart took off the halo on his head and held it in his hands, chasing and beating Lixiaoge Hei.

"Draw lots?" Heimdall murmured. "Wow, that's great."

"I came up with the idea." Arpad announced triumphantly.

Heimdall's face was a bit bitter.

At this time, the broadcast told everyone that the wand group competition is about to start, and the minor group competition will be held first, and the contestants are invited to gather in the venue.

"Is this the venue for the wand competition?" Draco and Todor ran ahead excitedly.

stopped by staff.

"Why not let in?" Draco preempted.

The staff was dumbfounded by his questioning, "Excuse me, it's time for the contestants to enter the field. Are you two contestants in the underage group?"

Draco and Todor glanced at each other and took a step back. Zug emerged from behind them and handed out his registration form. The column on the broomstick had already been stamped to indicate the end.

The staff smiled at him, "Please come in."

Draco and Todor followed uprightly, but were once again stopped by the sharp-eyed staff.

"The contestants have already entered, why can't we enter?" Master Malfoy was always unhappy.

"Please wait a moment, both of you," the staff member said in a good-tempered manner. "We will let you in after the audience can enter the arena. The game hasn't started yet, so you two don't have to worry about missing the players' live matches."

"Who cares about the players?!" Draco corrected immediately. "Oh, except Zug, you must watch his game."

"We came to see the judges," Todor said.

Draco said again, "How long will it take for us to go in? Why don't you let us in now, anyway, we don't watch the players, so it won't affect their emotions."

The staff didn't know what to say, but they still didn't let it go.

"By the way, Krum." Todor reminded.

Draco suddenly opened his eyes, turned around and pulled Victor, and said to the staff member: "You always know Victor Krum, right? These two behind him," Draco pointed to the two trainee reporters. "These two are your leaders who personally nodded and agreed to interview reporters from all over the park, accompanied by Mr. Klum throughout the process, in order to promote your competition."

The staff became more talkative and let them go decisively. Victor and two intern reporters walked in, and Draco and Todor were stopped when it was their turn.

Master Malfoy lost his temper, "We are together."

"Are you reporters?" the staff asked.

Todor shook his head.

The staff expressed their regret, please continue to wait.

Little Lacarini couldn't help but walked up, and pulled away two students who focused on killing people with their eyes.

Director Sturluson sat behind the judging table, and beside him was Arpad with his arms folded and his expressionless face.There were 7 seats on the long table, except for the two of them, the others were all empty, and the judges of the adult group were not in a hurry to sit down.

Heimdall felt that he had a rare moment of prestige, and praised "it feels great" in his heart.If it is in the International Wizengamot, only the boss of the boss is eligible to sit in the middle. Although there is a bit of space on both sides, his surging heart has already filled those empty seats.

A total of 21 contestants participated in the magic wand competition. According to the statistics of registration data, the youngest has just turned 6 years old and is also the youngest contestant in this fun competition.

The juvenile group began with a question-and-answer session, as Mr. Arpad said, using the lottery mode.On the table in front of the Strulusson judge lay a wooden box that looked like a lottery, with a hole in it for people to stick their claws on.

At the prompt of the staff, Arpad ordered him to start the answering session, and the young contestants stood in a row in front of the table.The contestants whose names were called by the judges stepped forward, stopped at the table, and answered the questions face to face with the judges.

Heimdall looked at the kids who were staring at him eagerly, flirted with Zug, the number seven, and whispered to Alpad, "To be honest, I don't know what to do."

"Look at you, haven't you done a review?" Alpad said.

"No, this is the first time, it's an honor." Heimdall tried his best to remain calm.

"Assessment, that's what happened."

"How to say?"

"I can't describe it, but you will understand after experiencing it yourself."

Saying it means not saying it.

Heimdall sighed and called the player with the number one card.

"The radio said that the competition has started, why didn't you let us in? Didn't you say it was fair, just, and open?" Master Malfoy was in a hurry again.

The staff asked him to be calm and calm, "The audience is not allowed to participate in the answering session, and you will be allowed in later in the operation session."

"How many times have I said, we're not here to watch the contestants, no, we're only here to watch one contestant, we're mainly here to watch the judges!" Draco said loudly.

"That will have to wait until the operation part." The staff did not move at all.

Draco was devastated.

Realizing that the little one in front of him was about to cry, Heimdall put the wooden card in his hand on the table.

"Okay, let's do it differently." He pointed at the cards. "Mr. Parker, please arrange these cards in order of color from light to dark."

The six-year-old rubbed his eyes and began to arrange the cards on the table, glancing nervously at the judges every time he moved.

After 10 minutes passed, the cards were finally arranged.

"Okay, now please choose the card that you think is tan."

The little one dawdled for a while, and picked out three pieces.

Heimdall nodded, "Which piece of wood do you think has dense grain and clear lines?"

The little one's fingers moved back and forth among the three cards, and finally selected one and pushed it in front of Heimdall.

Heimdall smiled, "Very well, then tell me, which piece is oak?"

The little one blinked his eyes, looked at Heimdall, then at the card he had just picked, and raised his hand.

"Isn't this great!" Heimdall patted his head. "Remember? Oak is hard and dense, heavy in weight, clear in grain, wavy in large areas, and mostly yellow-brown or reddish-brown in the wood core."

The little one knew that he got the answer right, his little face flushed with excitement, and he couldn't stop smiling at Heimdall.

Heimdall took out a lollipop from his pocket, tore off the wrapper, and handed it to the little one, "Is it similar to oak?"

The little boy couldn't take his eyes off the lollipop, and he nodded absently after hearing Heimdall's words.

Heimdall smiled and put the candy in his hand, "Are there any other projects after the wand session is over?"

Xiao Budian shook his head.

"It will be liberated soon, let's go play for a while."

With a lollipop in his mouth, Xiaobu happily walked to the end of the line, and then showed off the oak-like lollipop he had just obtained to the players who had already competed.The other little contestants just stared at him blankly, not knowing what they were thinking, but the little one didn't care, and ate the candy happily.

"You are guiding." Arpad, who had not said a word, suddenly said.

"He dared to sign up at the age of six, which is really brave. When I was six years old, I didn't dare to go out of that street. I remember the purpose of the fun contest, to promote the fun of making magic supplies, so as to attract more wizards to participate. The wand is closely related and inseparable to the life of a wizard. It can be said to be an extension of our hands and feet, an integral part of us. I hope that the child will continue to study the wand, instead of extinguishing the budding spirit of exploration with ruthless elimination. "

The launch of the fun contest is similar to the dissemination of scientific and cultural knowledge in the Muggle world, and the participation spirit of the minor group is greater than the competition for rankings.Moreover, there is no bonus for the underage group, and only the first place in the adult group can get 100 Galleons.Heimdall was inevitably disappointed when he heard this at first, but he didn't take it to heart, because he didn't expect Zug to win the first place.

The cry of a child sounded in the quiet arena. The little one who was eating a lollipop just now was crying loudly. Two wizards who looked like reporters hurriedly comforted him.

"...God, don't cry, I didn't want to grab your lollipop, I just wanted to take a few photos." The wizard with the camera hurriedly stuffed the lollipop back into the little boy's hand. "You stand still, take your candy and let me take a picture, do you think it's okay?"

The little one was still howling.

The staff has rushed over to deal with it and called the parents of the children who were waiting outside.

At the same time, Victor picked up the little one and said something, the little one gradually stopped crying, and looked at the master tearfully, of course he did not forget his lollipop.

Judge Strulusson, who was on the side of the judging booth, was excited.

"Oh, I think I know that guy." Arpad sat up straight suddenly.

Sturlusson's judge was even more excited, holding his breath and waiting for the next one.

"That... seems to be a sport, Quidditch, yes, it's for playing Quidditch!"

Heimdall remained calm on the surface, but nodded vigorously in his heart, and then?Then?

"I remember, I should remember, look at my brain..." Arpad patted his forehead.

Don't worry!You must remember!Chief Sturlusson growled inwardly.

"I remember! The one named Danle, Willy Danle!" Arpad expressed his sincere pride in his strong memory.

Director Sturlusson turned his head decisively, and said coldly: "The next contestant, Mr. Stewart, please come forward."

Hei Pangdun stepped forward with a serious expression on his face.

"How did you become a judge?"

"Actually, I would also like to know why," Heimdall said.

Stewart thought he didn't want to say it, and raised his head happily, "You don't know, Zug lost, just in the broomstick competition."

Chief Sturluson rubbed the back of his hand repeatedly.

"What happened to your hand?" Arpad said casually.

"It's a bit itchy." Heimdall finished and asked Stewart to draw lots.

"You wouldn't deliberately make it difficult for me, would you?" Hei Pangdun was quite suspicious at a young age.

"Mr. Alpad, I will trouble you." Heimdall kicked the ball to Alpad very simply.

Knowing that Arpad is the chief judge, Stewart immediately raised his chest and abdomen.

Hei Pangdun got the identification of the core of the stick, and he directly threw the lottery back on the table, "Oh, it's too simple." After seeing the props for identifying the core of the stick put out by Arpad, he was dumbfounded, "It's not the identification of the core of the stick. ?"

"That's right, kid, please start, there are many players waiting behind you." Alpad said kindly.

Stewart stared at the row of sealed test tubes for a while, then hesitantly picked up the first one, which was scattered with off-white sugar-like crumbs.His eyes were swollen from staring, but he still found nothing.He picked up the second test tube bitterly, the particles in the second test tube were finer than the first one, and were pale yellow... There are twelve test tubes in this row.

"Mr Stewart?" Arpad reminded him that time waits for no one.

"That's wrong..." Hei Pangdun quit. "I haven't learned it, let alone heard of it, you can't ask such a question..."

"Look at what you said, since you haven't learned it, it doesn't mean you don't have it. Do I need your consent to make a question?" The violent giant blood in Alpad's body is usually asleep, but sometimes just a slight intensification can change Get out of hand.

Arpad was faintly angry, because Stewart didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Heimdall smiled at Arpad, suggesting he would take over himself.Alpad curled his lips, snorted heavily and turned his head away, forgetting to maintain his image.

"Look, if Mr. Arpad proposes a question, it will be the current question, because Mr. Arpad is in charge of the adult group," Heimdall pointed at the test tube with a smile. "Or do you want to try to challenge the adult group?"

Stewart seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, "If I answer the adult group questions correctly, will you give me extra points?"

Heimdall asked Arpad for instructions, and Arpad said coldly, "If you can answer."

Stewart smiled. "I asked to use the sideline."

Arpad rolled his eyes.

Heimdall said: "The 6-year-old child was so anxious that he almost cried and didn't go to his parents."

"Can his parents be compared with my professor?" The black fat man was quite dissatisfied with Heimdall's statement, as if Heimdall had offended his professor.

"Let him go," Arpad said.

Heimdall was still hesitant.

"Listen to me, let him go." Arpad winked at Heimdall, pointed at Heimdall and said, "You go, we'll wait for you for 10 minutes, we won't wait when it's too late."

Stewart ran.

Arpad looked at his back and smiled silently, "I hope his professor can help him. Premise one, he can get out; Premise two, his professor can come in."

Heimdall suddenly realized.

"Use this time to test you." Alpad pointed to the test tube. "Can you tell me what's in these glass tubes?"

"Dead core, removed from the wand, core 'ashes' that have become useless."

"Add 10 points."

"Thank you."

"Can you tell which are plant cores and which are animal cores?"

Heimdall dragged the box containing the test tubes to his eyes, observed for a while, and said, "No. 4, 8, 11 and 12 are animal cores, and the rest are all plant cores."

“再加10分。”阿尔帕德满意的一笑。“现在，最后一题，你能说出4、8、11、12分别出自何种动物吗？”

Heimdall picked up the No. 4 test tube, carefully observed it against the light, covered the test tube with his hand, and looked through the gap between his fingers.

"The stick core ash in the No. 4 test tube is in the shape of diamond-shaped flakes, and there is no change under the light, but there will be a reddish halo in the dark, which should be the feather of the phoenix." Then he picked up the No. 8 test tube, "Iron gray powder , sticking to the glass wall after shaking, and the glass tentacles have a burning sensation, which should come from the body of the dragon. Which part needs to be unplugged for further observation." Below is No. 11, "Silver-white ashes that look like liquids , shake the test tube, there will be a tension similar to liquid, there is no hanging wall, and my fingers can be vaguely seen through the ashes, this is the mane of an adult unicorn, and it is a strong unicorn." The last one No. 12 , "I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I'm still at a loss..."

Heimdall shook the bottle, and the translucent thick mucus shook gently at the bottom of the test tube. To be honest, it was a bit disgusting to watch for a long time.Finally shaking his head helplessly, "I don't know."

Alpad smiled, with an indescribably proud expression, "I dare say Ollivander doesn't have this," he took the No. 12 test tube in Heimdall's hand. "It comes from a wand cored with sea troll hair."

"The giant sea monster?"

"I don't know what it's actually called. An old friend found it in South America. When he sent the wand, the wand was badly damaged. It took me a lot of effort to keep it. My friend said that the wand It was purchased from a local black market of wizards, and the seller said that it was dug out from the ruins, and beside the wand, there were a few blurry old stone tablets, which depicted the appearance of sea monsters, and said that their hair had magical powers."

Heimdall was a little excited, "Could it be an ancient magical animal?" Like the flame elf Heliopa?

"It's hard to say, but it's possible."

Director Stulusson kept glancing at the No. 12 test tube. Seeing that the effect of showing off had been achieved, Arpad put the test tube away with a smile.Chief Sturluson felt sad for a while.

"Ten minutes have passed, don't wait." Alpad slapped the table in a heart-pounding voice, "Next!"

"Hello, head of the department, and hello, chief judge." The kid from Zuge stepped forward.

"You know each other?" Arpad said.

Heimdall nodded, "One from a school has joined the same laboratory. Should I avoid suspicion?"

"Since you said so, then avoid it, and I will come up with the question." Alpad said decisively. "Let's use the 12 test tubes just now as the topic, lest the little fat man say I'm biased."

Arpad put out the test tube again, "Come and try."

Zuge watched for a long time, and was about to cry.

"Director, I can't, I can't see it."

"Nonsense, I didn't teach you. It's strange that you can see it. You don't have the habit of self-study, do you?" Heimdall said.

"No, I'll have to watch for a long time to remember what you taught." Zug touched his head embarrassedly.

"Normal, those things are not usually used, just read it a few more times." Heimdall comforted him.

Arpad watched the warm scene between master and apprentice for a while, and then said, "You also ask for help off the court."

It was only then that Zug realized that there was also the idea of ​​asking for help outside the court.

"If necessary, I will answer the questions for you," Heimdall said.

"Can you?" Zug was a little worried.

Heimdall said to Alpad: "I will answer the questions."

"You answered very well just now, and it's normal that the last one doesn't know." Alpad said. "I have a question, since you can't see what's in the No. 12 test tube, why did you pick it out of the plant core?"

"Actually, I'm not sure, but the ashes of plant cores are mostly granular, only animal cores vary. I decided to take a gamble, and luckily I made the right bet."

Arpad laughed loudly, "Luck is also a form of strength." He said to Zug, "I have received the answer from your room chief, Mr. Zug."

Zu Ge didn't know what happened, but seeing the director's expression relaxed and his mood became happy, he left the judging seat.

At this time, Stewart, who was sweating profusely, rushed over like a locomotive and shouted, "They won't let me go out! I'm going to find the professor, and your words don't count!"

"Mr. Stewart, you will be punished with a suspension for blatantly yelling at the judges."

Stewart's red face suddenly turned pale, and tears rolled in his eyes.

"However," Alpad said again, "I'm sorry that it's your first time, let's make room for the review team and go to the back to queue up and give you a chance to take the exam again. Don't make an example."

Arpad's intimidation worked, and Stewart obediently lined up.

"The kid is spoiled by his parents," Arpad sighed.

"Not necessarily," Heimdall said. "Sometimes ignoring has more impact than coddling."

Most of the young contestants in the fun contest were accompanied by their parents. Zug was an exception. Heimdall had written to his parents before and obtained the consent of the other party before taking any action.Judging from the relationship between Stewart and his professor, Stewart's parents probably don't care much about the child, which leads to Stewart's over-reliance on Professor Gucht.

When his friends were allowed to enter the arena, Draco felt that the flowers were about to fade. During the waiting period, he ate three ice creams, one of which was bought for his cousin, and he wiped it out on the grounds that the waiting time was too long and the taste was affected.

Friends have been guarding the door, the first batch to enter, so they also seized the favorable terrain of the onlookers, surrounded by parents of participating children.

"Rig is dead." Draco looked at Heimdall sitting in the middle of the long table with envy and hatred on his face.

"It turns out that he is really a judge." Yael said the feelings of Lacarini and others. They had been skeptical before, and it was only after seeing is believing that Director Strulusson seemed to be an unusual judge. He was actually a major judge. review.

The children in the venue saw their parents, as if they had been reassured, they happily messed around, and the venue fell into chaos for a while.The next operation test is about to begin, and the organizers did not arrange a break between the two games that were destined to be easy.

The staff came up to maintain order, but when the children became crazy, they couldn't control it. This uncle transformed into a big eagle in the eagle catching chickens.

With Alpad's permission, Heimdall stood up and shouted using the magic of amplification, "Quiet!"

The children covered their ears in unison, stopped their feet, and stopped their mouths.

Heimdall continued, "All contestants, please line up according to their numbers, and the operation part of the competition will begin next."

Under the watchful eyes of the parents, the children seemed to stand in line obediently.

"Don't be so sad, it's so ugly, they are so beautiful," Heimdall winked at the little ones. "It doesn't take up much of your time, you can go out and play right away."

A few little ones giggled and chuckled.

The two trainee reporters who had been catching flashes of light in the corner asked Victor, "Why don't you go over and say hello? Or stand over, you can't see clearly from here."

"I can see very clearly, my eyesight is very good," Victor said, seemingly not intending to change the status quo.

The reporter with the camera shrugged.

At the beginning of the operation session, the topic was drawn up, refining the core of the children's wand.

Children's wands have strict regulations on the production of wand cores, animal cores cannot be used, and the cores of children's wands can only be refined from magical plants.Animal cores are generally more harmful than plant cores, especially for children - there are also milder ones, such as the golden mane cores of unicorn kittens that Heimdall once made for the children of a wizarding village , but unicorn cubs are rare in a hundred years, so they are not included in the common category.The plant core is relatively mild, and of course it is powerful, but it is moderate in nature.The children's wand uses a plant wand core with a high safety factor. In case of a sudden wand accident, it will not cause harm to the children who are using it.

植物杖芯一般分为1、2、3和特级，四个等级。其中特级与1级是巫师魔杖的杖芯择取目标，2、3级用于儿童魔杖制造，2级多取自珍稀魔法植物，相对普遍的3级材料使用范围较广。

The materials prepared for children's wand core refining in this fun competition are available in grades 2 and 3, and it depends on how the children choose.

"Okay, have you seen the tables placed on both sides?" Heimdall asked.

All I got was a scattered response, and I didn't know where my thoughts went.

Only Zug stood up straight and said loudly, "I see!"

Heimdall smiled at him, and then reloaded the amplification magic: "Answer me, did you see it!"

The children couldn't help covering their ears again, this time their voices were even and bright, "I heard you, Mr. Sturluson!"

The children's parents couldn't help laughing at their small appearance.