HP's Foreign Land

one,

Heimdall got into the back of the portrait, unexpectedly, not only the principal greeted him, but also professors who made him happy and worried.

The professors looked at him with an unfathomable look.

"Stulusson, come." Karkaroff didn't notice Heimdall's hesitation at that moment, and waved to him.

"Professor Karkaroff." Heimdall stepped forward and nodded to the other professors.

Karkaroff waved thoughtfully, and the silver teapot flew up to fill a cup of tea for the guest.

Heimdall was flattered and held the beautiful gold-painted porcelain cup. After careful calculation, it seemed that this was the first time Karkaroff enthusiastically invited him to drink tea.But after this abnormal behavior, Heimdall's heart, which was hanging in the air, fell back into his stomach.

Karkaroff is different from those perverts who become more polite when they get angry. In other words, the headmaster is in a good mood now. As for the reason for his good mood...it is probably inseparable from the professors standing in a circle and watching coldly.

"How is it? Is the journey going smoothly?" Karkaroff asked casually.

"Very well, Professor."

"I just discussed with the professors about your son Mionir."

Heimdall immediately put down his teacup and concentrated on it.

"Don't be so nervous, it's not a bad thing." Karkaroff smiled, "The professors want to write a set of age-appropriate children's books, specifically for Mionier himself, for enlightenment teaching."

"The professors are bothering you." Heimdall quickly stood up and thanked the professors.

"But I didn't call you here mainly to tell you this."

"Is it about teaching evaluation?"

"Have you heard?"

"Not very clear," Heimdall said.

"You also know that our Durmstrang College is not highly rated internationally. Whether it is the teaching evaluation of professional institutions or the reputation of ordinary wizards, it is far behind the other two schools in Europe."

It is not easy for Karkaroff to admit that Durmstrang's international status is inferior to others. It seems that Mr. Principal is ready to face the reality instead of relying on the powerful "mental quality" self-hypnosis as before.

"Durmstrang's external image has been developing in a good direction over the years. I can hardly hear subjective remarks outside. All of this is due to you. Durmstrang is changing, and the outside world is also changing. Change." Heimdall's praise was greater than flattery, and more than half of it came from the heart.

Karkaroff's smile became even brighter.

"Perhaps you're right. The outside world's evaluation of the school has improved, and the scary image that discourages people is gradually disintegrating. That's why we got this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Karkaroff's eyes lit up and his brows danced.

"what chance?"

"Opportunities to improve teaching evaluation."

The teaching evaluation of the magic school is supervised by the Wizarding Education Committee of the Ministry of Magic of the country where the school belongs to. The corresponding agencies in other countries will also conduct a series of evaluations on the magic schools of other countries. Published teaching evaluations.The wizard education institutions of the International Federation of Wizards do not have the right to make a final decision on this. The International Council for Wizard Education can rate magic schools all over the world according to the actual situation, but the evaluation given is for reference only, and the specific implementation is still operated by the Ministry of Magic of each country.

Trying to please one institution seems promising, but pleasing the whole world is an impossible task.

What is even more sad is that the teaching evaluation of Durmstrang College is blank in many countries, and the mainstream wizarding countries basically do not include Durmstrang in the list of institutions that recommend students to study.Academic exchanges are even rarer.

Durmstrang has been at the top of the "villain" list for years.

"The Wizarding Examination Supervisory Committee once compiled black arts textbooks for us, do you remember this incident?" Karkaroff asked.

"Remember." Unforgettable forever.

"Thanks to Chairman Cardiff Bangor, because he is very hands-on, and some countries have carried out regular teaching evaluations on our school. Although the scores are so low that they can be ignored, they finally opened the door that is not very friendly to us." Kaka Love said energetically: "Sturlusson, the good news is that our school has been invited to participate in the regular teaching quality evaluation conference held by the European Teaching Evaluation Organization. Ke and professors jointly researched, reached an agreement, and selected outstanding students to represent our school to participate in this conference."

Karkaroff is fairly steady, choosing to start from Europe.

Heimdall nodded. To put it bluntly, this teaching quality evaluation conference is to let the top students of each school present real materials, conduct on-site "mock tests", and then judge the strength of this magic school based on the final results.

There is a feeling of the mystery of the magical world.

"Professor, this Olympiad, no, the participants of this teaching quality evaluation conference are all magic schools like our school?" Heimdall asked.

"Yes, unlike the last time when amateurs were mixed together, only orthodox magic schools can attend the formal teaching quality evaluation conference."

Heimdall stopped talking nonsense, "What are your requirements and instructions for candidates?"

"An excellent student like you, Sturlusson, has no problem at all." Karkaroff smiled slightly.

Mr. Chairman almost couldn't hold it anymore. Li Xiaoge Bai and Li Xiaoge Hei in his heart were running freely among the flowers holding hands. He turned his eyes shyly, but saw the subtle change of Professor Roy Laurent's facial expression in an instant—— With a half-smile, Mr. Chairman pulled his gaze back in an embarrassing manner, cursing himself why he had to look at the professor of magic. The professor of black magic and the professor of charms, who made his self-confidence inflated, were clearly on the other side!

Heimdall put on a professional expression of the student council president, "Don't worry, I will actively listen to the opinions of the professors and choose the strongest lineup to win glory for the school."

two,

After coming out of the principal's room, he went directly back to the dormitory of the family of three. The fire in the fireplace was already burning. Mionnier was lying in front of the fireplace reading a book in a loose cloth robe. The king and Victor sat opposite him. From time to time, he pointed to something in the book and said something to him. Mionnier listened carefully and looked at it carefully.

The king was the first to notice his arrival, and immediately straightened his upper body, looking straight at Heimdall.

Heimdall patted its head, and chatted a few gossips with Mionnier. The little milkman had already entered the study mode first, and the books he was reading were the homework assigned to him by the two potions professors—it was homework, but in fact It is a picture book used to identify the effect of simple potions, and it is equipped with simple dynamic images of making potions.Not only that, there are extracurricular books such as a brief history of magic and astronomy children's books piled up beside Mionir, which makes the little papa feel ashamed.

After talking to Victor about the teaching evaluation, the master nodded, and then said that he would go to the Quidditch pitch later.

Heimdall left the dormitory and stopped a rash junior in the corridor.He glanced at the school uniform of the other party, he was a second grader.

The second grader didn't understand why he was stopped, and his two small eyes widened.

Unconvinced, Heimdall shook his head in his heart, why are children so anxious now?

"Running is not allowed in the castle, don't you know?" Heimdall said blankly.

The second grade nodded, then shook his head, "School starts tomorrow."

Heimdall said slowly, "So?"

"You are not allowed to run in the castle because you are afraid of bumping into people, and there is no one now." The second grade said irrationally.

"Am I not human?"

"I didn't hit you again..." the second grade muttered.

"Why are you wearing a school uniform?"

"school rules."

"Nobody's seeing it now anyway," Heimdall pointed to his school uniform. "Take it off."

The second grade opened his mouth and hugged himself suddenly, "What are you doing?!"

"Your shriveled little body doesn't arouse my animal interest, don't make me say it a second time, take off!"

The second grade clutched his chest and shook his head desperately.

Heimdall stepped forward and said condescendingly, "Can you take it off?"

"Don't take it off!"

Heimdall patted his face and smiled very creepily, "Don't run around in the castle from now on, if I see you doing 'excessive' behavior other than walking, I will strip you naked and let you stay in the castle. Run up and down three times. A good boy must be obedient, you know?"

"……understood."

Heimdall smiled more gently, "He's a good boy."

Chairman Sturluson is terrible!The second grade almost collapsed.

Heimdall withdrew his smiling face, "Where are you going next?"

The second grade didn't know what to think, his face changed slightly, and he said with fear: "House, dormitory..."

"If you see Vice President Jones, tell him I'm waiting for him at the Student Union." Heimdall ordered.

"It's not on the way." The second grade actually wanted to make the last struggle.

Not on the way?

Heimdall laughed again.

The second grade was about to pee out of fear, "I'm going right away!" After saying that, he closed his eyes and ran, not afraid of rolling down the stairs.

Chairman Sturlusson turned around and walked towards the student union with a refreshed look.

three,

Carlo leaned back on the chair back with a sour lollipop in his mouth. Heimdall stretched his waist and asked for one from Carlo, but he was unlucky and got the one with the strongest acidity. Burn your tongue out.Carlo turned his head, just in time to see Heimdall wrapping the candy back into the wrapper furtively, and noticing Carlo's sight, he quickly stuffed the wrapped candy under a stack of parchment and "destroyed the corpse".

Carlo hesitated for a moment, wisely deciding to ignore the moment.

"What candidate do you have in mind?" Carlo asked.

"It doesn't matter who I choose, the final decision is still made by the professors, they will definitely select good seedlings with comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor." Heimdall said.

Carlo felt that Heimdall's tone was somewhat resentful.

"Are you worried that you won't be selected?" Carlo asked sharply.

Heimdall was silent for a few seconds, then nodded bitterly.

"Then tell me about your candidate." Carlo chuckled. "Listen to the principal, our students will be eligible for nomination, and we should study the operation carefully."

Heimdall asked, "Do you want to go?"

"Me?" Carlo didn't expect Heimdall to ask such a question.

"Yes, Vice Chairman Jones, I recommend myself, don't you want to?"

"Of course I want to go!" Carlo said firmly.

Heimdall said: "The five-member team, me, you, and Leon—he will rely on him for potion science, and let the professors choose the other two, and occasionally give them some brains other than teaching. Space, lest they have nothing to do and spend time with students who are partial to subjects."

Carlo: "..."

four,

"This is the candidate list you proposed?" Professor Laurent raised an eyebrow.

Professor Mansur, who teaches astronomy, put down his teacup, took a look at the list, and then raised the corner of his mouth.

Heimdall is used to being shameless, and his gaze towards Professor Mansour is basically unmoved; Carlo's job in the newspaper is not for nothing, he is a knowledgeable wizard, so he was not defeated by Mansour's scrutiny Come.Heimdall personally thinks that this list satisfies the preferences of the two professors. Carlo has excellent grades in astronomy, and Leon is so good at potions that he can apply for exemption. Heimdall Strulusson is even if he buys two and gets one free. giveaway...

Since it is a gift, why bother about it.

Professor Mansour put the list back and exchanged glances with Professor Laurent. The two students had no time to delve into the deep meaning in the eyes of the wily professor.

"Sturluson, how is your preparation for the make-up exam?" Laurent asked.

Heimdall just wanted to be tough, but when he was stared at by Laurent's penetrating eyes, he was immediately discouraged, and said listlessly: "Let Victor cover for me on the way to school. He studied Potions during school. His grades are among the best, and he is a genuine top student. I think Professor Laurent will look at the Buddha's face even if he doesn't look at the monk's face. Which professor doesn't like students who study well, but no matter how I threaten and lure him, he just refuses."

Mansur laughed, "You are honest."

"No matter how nicely I say it, everything will be exposed once the exam is over, there is no need to hide it." Heimdall's face was gloomy.

Laurent especially despises him for giving up on himself. The professor can't figure it out. Since you have a way to get rid of the boring history of magic, and you have also worked hard to improve the bleakness of low-altitude flying in astronomy, why don't you want to take potions to a higher level by the way? !Professor Laurent's heart is always unbalanced, why does this dead boy have trouble learning potions?

The idea of ​​a dead child coincided with him, why did Potions have trouble with him!

Laurent looked at him for a few seconds, and Heimdall was terrified.

"Do you want to be a representative, Sturluson?" Laurent threw the list on the table.

"think."

You don't understand the awareness of knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the mountains.

Laurent showed a warm smile, "The condition is to pass the make-up exam."

Mr. Chairman is not surprised at all.

"Just pass?" Heimdall asked cautiously.

"And when I say 'pass' I mean pass the standard in my heart."

"What's your standard?"

"You'll know when you pass."

Heimdall: "..."

Fives,

The next day, the news that Durmstrang was going to call the Five Little Strong to participate in the evaluation meeting spread like wildfire, and the members of the student union became the primary objects of curry favor for top students or ideal teenagers who had hopes for the future.

Enrique Lacarini, one of the officers of the student union, said with a sad face: "I still want to go through the back door! Our chairman has started to read Potions textbooks honestly, and only by studying hard can he be attracted by the bright-eyed professor. Be an option to compete."

It seems that Chairman Stuluson has never done his job properly.

"Are you sure?" Carlo asked.

Heimdall ignored him, and humbly asked the top student Leon with his Potions class notes.

"You give me a circle." Heimdall said.

"I'm not Professor Laurent, how can I circle around?" Leon refused to slap his swollen face to pretend to be fat.

"Then show me." Heimdall looked around like a thief, and found that no one was paying attention here, so he whispered, "This is the range Victor gave me. You can see if it works."

"Did Krum highlight the key points for you?" Leon took it curiously.

Heimdall waited anxiously. Of course he believed in the master's judgment, but he would still be nervous when he should be nervous.

"That's all?" Leon quickly raised his head.

Carlo and Ryan stretched their heads and glanced. The content is not long and there are not many questions.

"Victor didn't say anything else, but I think these questions should be tested." Heimdall took back his notebook and said. "I've already memorized it."

Leon realized that Klum did not highlight the key points for him, but clearly circled a few key points deliberately to let him relax.Every time before the Potions exam, Heimdall would become more and more nervous, and the master was afraid that he would pass out due to nervousness before the exam.

Leon asked calmly, "Apart from these questions, have you read the book?"

"Look, it was all night last night." Heimdall's eyes were red from the boil.

"What did you do long ago!" Li'an said with a look of resentment.

Heimdall glanced at him, and muttered loudly, "This man obviously wants to take the make-up exam with me, but he is so leisurely."

Handsome Ryan lowered his head to drink his soup.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the two came outside Professor Laurent's office, behind them was a deserted corridor.

The two looked at each other expressionlessly and announced the password.

They went into the Potions Professor's office, where Laurent sat at his desk grading homework.

"Sit down in front of the raw materials shelf, and put the things you brought on my desk. The test papers, quills, and ink bottles are all ready for you." Laurent didn't look up until he finished speaking.

The two looked at each other again.

Ryan said in Heimdall's ear: "If you encounter someone who can't, give me a wink, I won't, and I will give you a wink too."

Laurent coughed, the two students shrugged their shoulders in shock, and Rian's face turned pale.

Heimdall gave Rian a "good for himself" look, handed in the things obediently, and sat at the designated table.

Knowing that cheating was useless, Ryan was very disappointed, handed in the things honestly, and sat on the other side of the table with a sad face.

"Two and a half hours." With a wave of Laurent's hand, the hourglass placed in the middle of the student's desk turned upside down with a clatter, and the hourglass began to count.

Ryan took a deep breath, picked up the test paper and looked at the questions. After a while, he put down the test paper with a face full of despair, squinted at Heimdall, and saw Mr. Chairman's face was serious, but he didn't show any panic.Rian murmured in his heart, is he sure?As soon as he thought of this, Heimdall, who was motionless at first, picked up the quill and began to write with a brush. The writing speed seemed to be not slow.

Rian was deeply stimulated. Although his Potions grades often fell to the middle and lower reaches, he was much better than Heimdall in Potions class, where evasion was more important than progress.Lian looked at the test paper again in disbelief, and picked up the quill.

Fight!

The two good friends spontaneously gathered outside Professor Laurent's office after finishing their elective courses. Carlo was still eating his sour lollipops, and Leon once again declined his offer of sour lollipops.

"Your hobby came a bit suddenly, is this food so delicious?" Leon was puzzled.

Carlo Jones loves to eat, but sour lollipops are not a delicacy. There are hundreds of candies that are more delicious than sour lollipops. Why does he hold on to the strong taste that can burn holes in his mouth all day long?

"Susan gave it to me. She made it herself. The family's secret recipe is said to keep her in shape." Carlo licked the candy, and the sourness in his mouth turned into honey-like sweetness in the soak of happiness.

Susan Frey, the female captain of the Heideggerach Quidditch school team, her silent approach plan is very successful, the fat brother has given up his hopeless secret love for Chairwoman Beauxbatons, and turned to Susan Petite embrace.

Carlo didn't show off any more. He and Leon were close buddies, and he couldn't be too presumptuous in front of bachelors. He wasn't that Chairman Sturluson who couldn't eat vegetables without showing affection.

Leon glanced at Carlo's thick body, noncommittal.

Another half hour passed, and the only two students in the seventh grade who needed to make up the Potions exam came out.

The two good friends hurried up to greet them.

"How is it?" Carlo asked.

"Give me a sour lollipop." Rian grimaced.

That's not good?

Carlo immediately took out one, and Rian nearly gritted his teeth as soon as he put it in his mouth.

"Okay, I need this intensity to clear my brain..." Rian's facial features were distorted, and he really admired Carlo who stuffed one after another into his mouth without changing his face.

"What about you?" Leon asked.

Heimdall raised his eyebrows noblely and glamorously, "I'm really a big-time contestant." He compared himself with a 2 who is the only one who is the only one.

"Congratulations," Carlo said sternly, taking the sour lollipop out of his mouth, "I have bad news for you."

"As long as the principal doesn't decide to delete my name, I can try to accept other things." Heimdall said cautiously.

"It has nothing to do with the principal, but it does have something to do with the representative team."

"please say."

"I just got the news that Kane has been selected."

Heimdall froze for a moment, then widened his eyes.

What? !