HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 509 I am a short-term protector

The venue is open and towering, with bright lights, and layers of zebra-colored arches are superimposed and staggered on the top of the head; the triangular colored flags printed with Barnabas Finkley's sea monster totem are like fruitful fruits falling under the arches, witnessing another The abundant harvest of the year; the clouds of alternate shades of light and shade slowly swaying around the arch;

When you stare at one of the eyes out of curiosity, it will stick out its tongue at you, and a small colorful flag the size of a palm will fall into your hand.

The host of the 210th Barnabas Finkley Awards Gala - Ms. Yadranka Kosor, walked onto the stage with the applause of the guests.He stood in the center of the stage with his hands down, scanned the entire venue with a smile on his face, and bowed deeply to the audience, who responded with even more enthusiastic applause.

This witch with short hair, prominent cheekbones, wide chin, and a peaceful demeanor is a very active commentator on newspapers and magazines in recent years. She is also a resident anchor of a wizarding radio station, hosting a program about The wizard children's education column has a good reputation in the circle of mothers. Last year, she took over the head of a children's foundation that was close to bankruptcy due to lack of sponsorship, so she now has an additional identity, the foundation the person in charge.

This is a woman with multiple identities, but unlike a large group of distressed strong women who waver between family and career, Ms. Kosol has a very happy family life. She has a husband who understands her and supports her, and a pair of Lovely daughter, a life without worries makes a group of strong women who are caught in a dilemma grit their teeth with jealousy.

Yadranka Kosor's appearance here is an open and honest statement, because there is still one month before the party, she is not seen in the rehearsal, and the host initially selected by the organizing committee is an internationally renowned Influential male wizard.

"The organizing committee finally compromised." Hernando said.

Heimdall nodded.

From ancient times to the present, Barnabas Finkley is a competition between academics, manufacturing, sports, and the same industry. It is also a competition between wizards and wizards, and even a competition between wizards and witches. .Barnabas Finkley rewards merit, there is no gender here, only grades, and the women's first set is not bought here.

In fact, not only Barnabas Finkley, but also other wizarding awards, the organizing committee has always had to work hard on how to balance the proportion of male nominees and female nominees.No matter wizards or witches, the key is to be affirmed and recognized for their achievements, and to be able to enter the Barnabas Finkley Hall to compete with other wizards.In the end, there was no opinion on both sides of the award.

In the past, Barnabas Finkley had almost no troubles. Although not everyone was happy, he was able to win the satisfaction of most wizards.

Perhaps this time the organizing committee made the scene too grand, the media reporters buzzed around them like flies, and swarmed forward when they smelled some unusual smells, and the little things were instantly exaggerated The cause of the uproar was the imbalance between men and women on the list of nominees this year, with nearly twice as many male nominees as there were female nominees.

Now the witches quit.

This matter has been arguing for half a month, and many negotiations have failed. The organizing committee has called off the rehearsal many times, and several times it almost stopped completely.Later, a female staff member of the Barnabas Finkley Organizing Committee thought of a way to appease the witches, replacing the internationally renowned wizard host and finding a suitable witch to replace.

This witch host can't just be any one, she can't be big and brainless, and she can't be unsightly. Status quo housewife.After careful searching and screening, Yadranka Kosol's information appeared in front of the members of the organizing committee.

She is not beautiful, but she is not ugly and invisible; she is at the peak of her career, and she is also a good mother and wife who takes care of the family; she cares about children and is keen on wizarding children's education, which is really good and can't be better.They are simply the three good mothers, three good wives, and three good women of the twentieth century.As soon as the person in charge of the organizing committee made a decision, Ms. Kosol squeezed out the sad predecessor. The poor predecessor even suspended his work for the rehearsal, which took nearly half a year.

Heimdall didn't know what benefits the organizing committee had granted to his predecessor. That predecessor was very personable, and he didn't say anything unfavorable to the awards show in public. Later, I heard that he was subdued by his wife. This buddy Eight or nine out of ten are members of the Strict Wife Control Club.

This year marks the 50th anniversary of the victory of the Great War, and it is a day worth celebrating. Barnabas Finkley changed his low-key style and presented awards in a high-profile way to pay tribute to the heroes who fought bloody battles [-] years ago.

Therefore, Barnabas Finkley adjusted the awarding order this year, and the first one will be awarded the Peace Prize.I heard that one only needs to watch the awards show from the beginning to the end, and get a vague idea of ​​the middle.The public doesn't care about esoteric academic awards that have little to do with them. They only care about a few that they are willing to care about, and this year's Peace Prize is one of them.

Journalists who are well versed in the tendency of the masses will certainly not do the opposite. When Ms. Kosor invited the award presenters to come on stage, the journalist seats on the left and right were suddenly surrounded by a sea of ​​white light.

The dazzling light of the explosion caused the guests on stage to stop their steps, and they couldn't help leaning back. The hostess who followed closely behind hurriedly supported her.

The guest who presented the Peace Prize was a witch, and the Peace Prize was the first award to be dealt with.

"The power of women cannot be underestimated." Hernando shook his head.

All the witches that have appeared in his life so far flashed through Heimdall's mind, and he nodded with lingering fear.

Hernando found it funny when he saw his frightened look. How old is this kid, and he has a sad expression on his face.

The applause to welcome the first award presenter stopped quickly.

Heimdall listened carefully to what the guests said, and when he heard Harry's name, he was excited, and the audience applauded loudly. As Heimdall said before, Harry is very famous.I believe that the ill-fated British boy is smiling shyly at the moment.Knowing that it had nothing to do with him, he still couldn't help but get up and down.It would be great if there was a big screen at this time to capture the demeanor of each nominee in separate frames. Right now he is submerged in the crowd and can't see anything.

Heimdall is in favor of Mr. Hernando right now, otherwise he would have to sit obediently in the back row and wait for orders like his fellow team members, instead of adding a chair on the side and a whole row of Experts and scholars are on equal footing.

In fact, the deeds of the nominees for the Peace Prize have been described in detail in the host's rendering, and the audience's emotions have been raised as high as the host hoped. However, the award presenters still have to follow the script prepared earlier in the morning According to the script, let's briefly introduce it.After everyone applauded separately for them again and their appetites were whetted, the guest opened the envelope.The golden envelopes with the names of the winners were delivered by owls on the spot. It is said that this arrangement is to prevent leaks in advance. Today's reporters are all-pervasive, and their methods have reached the point of being impossible to guard against.

"The wizard who won the Peace Prize is..." The award presenter spoke English with a strong Polish accent, and Heimdall was struggling to hear it. He pricked up his ears and held his breath.

"Walley Ilves!"

Heimdall was silent for a while, but followed the rhythmic applause of others without expression, a smile never appeared on his face.He's a minor, isn't he?I believe that no one has the energy and time to criticize him for being different.

After all, it is a prosperous age where the influential figures in the wizarding world gather together. Even if the winner is excited, he restrains his emotions and stands up seemingly calmly, maintaining a decent smile on his face.No matter which aspect you look at, the new peace prize winner is a personable and handsome gentleman.

"He looks very young." Hernando said casually.

"64, not young anymore." Heimdall was a little too quiet.

Hernando gave him a strange look.

Wally Ilves took the golden envelope from the guest, who helped him don a Gold Barnabas Finkley Medal, before handing him a heavy kraken trophy encrusted with a ring of finely divided sapphires Holding hands, Ilves thanked them, they kissed each other on the cheek, and the award presenters backed away from the podium.

The newly announced winner of the Peace Prize took a few deep breaths on the stage, and then giggled foolishly. The ladies in the audience all smiled and pampered him very generously.

Halfway through the 3-minute testimonial, the Peace Prize laureate said something in fluent but not standard English, and then apologized to the audience that he hoped to speak the following words in his native language.Of course, the audience would not embarrass him, and some wizards even gave warm applause. Ilves recited a poem in Estonian very affectionately, with tears in his eyes, which moved countless men and women present.

Ilves stepped off the stage and bowed amidst the applause of the guests, and the scene of wiping his eyes with his sleeve and kissing the rim of the trophy became the front page headlines of all Estonian wizard publications the next day. His affectionate performance made others evaluate him a little bit higher, and there were compliments for him all around, Heimdall curled his lips.

"Has he ever offended you?" Hernando played with the disapproval on Heimdall's face.

"...I have a friend who is his best friend. The seat he is sitting now belongs to my friend, and his current wife originally belonged to my friend."

Hernando raised his eyebrows. After all, he was well-informed, and he didn't show any surprise because of the explosive news.

"Can I ask your friend..."

"Hercules, lovely villa."

Hernando showed a clear look of "I guessed right", which shows that he knew about it.

"You're doing the opposite of what the world has always said about it," Hernando said. "As far as I know, Ilves won a lot of praise for his righteous killing of relatives, including his taking care of the wife of a friend who made a mistake but refused to get lost. This is praised, why don't you seem to be like that? think.” To this day, the Estonian shaman judiciary still circulates such a saying that the confession of the minister 20 years ago was a contempt of the court, a disdain for justice, and in fact he did not repent at all.

"Probably I'm a person who helps relatives but doesn't help others. What I see is the betrayal of my friends, whether it's his killing relatives in court, showing favoritism, or caring for my friend's wife with all my heart. The former let me Feeling like he was a hypocrite, which opened my eyes to his inner nature."

"Is this your own speculation, or is there evidence?" Hernando glanced at him.

"Impossible."

The wizard sitting on the other side of Heimdall did not know when he stopped following the crowd, broke away from the noisy atmosphere, and was unconsciously attracted by the conversation between the old and the young, and eavesdropped openly.

"This is not good. The last thing a person should do is actively cultivate prejudice." Hernando said earnestly.

The eavesdropper nodded vigorously.

Heimdall, who had already noticed the eavesdropper, couldn't help smiling, and said indifferently: "Maybe you are right, but I am just an ordinary person, and I am also an ordinary person who protects my shortcomings. I don't think there is anything wrong with this." not good."

Purely academic awards are too clichéd and stereotyped when describing breakthroughs in academic theories, and many professional terms are too uncommon and difficult to pronounce. Most people can’t understand what they mean, and the interest and interest will inevitably be greatly reduced. The audience in the audience may hold their chins. Or staring repeatedly, they are all close to death in battle.Potions don't work here, it's mental hypnosis.

"When is it my boyfriend's turn to accept the award?" Heimdall felt drowsy.

"It should be soon..." Hernando took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, then said again, "Didn't you participate in several rehearsals? Don't you know?"

"Besides, whether Krum can come to the stage is another matter." Hernando muttered.

"What are you talking about!" Heimdall's squinted eyes stared like a falcon just before its prey.

Hernando lowered his head and straightened his clothes, pretending to be busy.

"Oh, it's almost here." The old man sitting on the other side of Heimdall stood up, "Help me get this." The old man took the cloak off Seheimdall's hand, looking familiar.

Only then did Heimdall take the opportunity to look at him, and he seemed a little familiar, isn't this... Isn't this the "Black Robe Hernando" who was misidentified by the staff earlier!

"Francisco, then I'll go ahead." The black-robed old man smiled at Hernando, and left with the staff and hostesses who had come to the door.

Heimdall noticed that Hernando's face was a bit unkind, "Who is he?" So intimate that he called him by his first name?

"You don't know?!" Hernando's eyes sharpened like knives again, and the aura of not getting close to others rose up, and Heimdall's heart trembled.

"No, I don't know..." In such a situation, it's better to be honest.

Hernando patted his shoulder with a half-smile, and Heimdall felt a little pain in his shoulder.

"Fine, fine, it's fine if you don't know!" Hernando seemed quite happy with his ignorance. "That old guy is nothing to worry about, you just need to remember me."

Heimdall couldn't help muttering in his heart, and replayed the sequence of appearances from just now to the present in his mind, and suddenly realized.

"That, that is the master of astronomy, Matt Jacobs, a leading figure in the study of wizard astronomy..."

"What a master! Shit master!" Hernando interrupted him angrily. "Is he still a master like him?! Laughing off the big teeth of all wizards in the world!"

In fact, the teeth of wizards all over the world are well placed in their mouths.

Heimdall understands. It is estimated that this jealous leader has abducted the astronomy award he wanted to give. He's fine, he's out of balance.

"However, the reason is the same, you also abducted the award that a certain magizoology master wanted to give away..." Heimdall muttered, but was silenced by Hernando's white eyes.

"The master is about to speak!" Heimdall hurriedly diverted his attention, forgetting to be careful in his wording, and received another blank stare.

Heimdall suddenly thought of something.

"Tay, well, Master Matthias Jacobs didn't participate in the rehearsal either." Heimdall asked curiously. "What did you discuss at the beginning?"

"Who will discuss it with him!" Hernando blew his beard and stared, suddenly recalling. "You said he didn't come either?!" The expression was very astonished.

"Yeah, that's why I didn't recognize him for a while." In fact, Chief Strulusson didn't know him at all.

Hernando paused angrily, "If I knew he wasn't here, I would have come!"

Heimdall thought so, and then reached out to help Hernando.

"What?" Hernando's hostility did not fade, and it was a bit scary.

"Go to the backstage in advance to prepare for the awards, and it will be your turn next."

Hernando was unhappy again, "Why do I have to be behind that old guy?"

"Because the Fantastic Beasts Awards are scheduled to be awarded after astronomy."

"Your organizing committee's arrangement is too unreasonable!"

"Yes, I think so too." Heimdall nodded perfunctorily. Just as Hernando was about to express his dissatisfaction, Heimdall said again, "Hurry up, I seem to see the magizoologist looking at you. His eyes are like those of a hungry Chimera, you better stop standing here and ostentatiously."

Hernando: "..."