HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 678

The school library of Heideggerach is large in scale. It is said to be the largest magic school library in Europe. It mainly takes advantage of the new construction. The exterior design is different from the simplicity of other school buildings. The decorative lines are wavy, inspired by the vastness The sea, the facade as a whole looks more gorgeous.The school library has four floors, the first and second floors are for students to borrow freely; the third and fourth floors are reading places for teachers.

Among them, the four floors are the forbidden book area, of course the students are forbidden - it seems that all magic schools have such a place purely used to attract people to commit crimes, and even the teachers have to obtain a permit issued by the principal before they can borrow.

Heimdall didn't come to challenge the limit today. He remembered reading a book about medicine, which contained many introductions of world-famous wizarding medical institutions. Never mind.

He tried to find the librarian, who was surrounded by students from all grades, and the students' enthusiasm for learning increased as the end of the term approached.

Heimdall took a look outside the crowd and decided not to join in the fun.

In addition to the majestic appearance of the library of Heideggerach School, it is natural that the inside cannot be a mess.It has a "technology" that is said to be among the most advanced in Europe, and it comes with a region-wide book search function, similar to the map query sign on Kirishima.Heimdall is currently trying to find the book he wants through the search function. There are fewer people waiting here, and it will be his turn after 3 minutes.

The whole area search is an upright map of the school library. The search function can only search for the first and second floors, and the business scope does not include the second floor or above.Heimdall stood in front of the map, took out his wand, and cast a spell according to the instructions marked next to the map.He waved his wand, the first time there was no response, he touched his head, looked at the incantation carefully, said it silently several times in his mind, and then tried to speak clearly, he waved his wand again.Three seconds later, the map began to react, and the whole map seemed to be injected with vitality. The windows, doors and other parts on the map occasionally opened and closed, and the curtains shook from time to time, as if there was wind blowing.

Heimdall read "Cyprian" aloud to the map, and a few seconds later, the books related to "Cyprian" were circled on the map.Heimdall quickly took out a pen and paper to record their areas one by one. Fortunately, there were not many books mentioned. There were seven books in three areas on the first floor, and only one area in total on the second floor.

Although the whole area search is a fool, the setting is not precise enough. It can only mark the area where the book is located, and cannot further explain which row and which shelf the book is on.Students who get the search results must search by themselves according to the label.This is one of the reasons most students would rather wait in a long line with an administrator than try a search engine.

Heimdall took the notebook and went to the No. 9 bookshelf near row T. The area just shown in the picture is here. He stood beside the tall and long bookshelf and looked around. The brand new wooden bookshelf stared at him coldly. , Heimdall resigned to his fate and put away the small book, and began to search row by row.

Ten minutes later, when the first book was found, Heimdall couldn't help but feel refreshed. He hurriedly slowed down his search speed and carefully checked the spine of the book.Another seven or eight minutes passed, and he found two copies in succession.After confirming that there is no book he wanted here, he decisively moved to the next area.

He spent more than an hour on the first floor and found all seven books.The head of the office, Sturlusson, who had greatly increased his confidence, came to the second floor with great arrogance.

Most of the books placed on the second floor are purely theoretical documents such as research reports with a very low borrowing rate. There are still very few people visiting today. Heimdall moved back and forth between the empty bookshelves, without encountering any big deals along the way. people.But when he walked to a certain bookshelf according to the record, it took him nearly 15 minutes, but he still couldn't find the legendary "The Creation and Management of Wizarding Medical Structures".He turned around for another 10 minutes in disbelief, but still found nothing. When he turned around and walked back, someone called his name.

Yael Ravila stood by a row of bookshelves and waved to him. Heimdall walked over and found that the row of shelves was two-thirds empty, and the books in that part were being piled up in a tall tower at the moment, waiting to be read. Re-queuing.

Yael used the levitation spell to carefully put them together on the bookshelf. It needs to be mentioned here that Yael is one of the assistants of the school library, and he used his spare time to tidy up in the library every day.Heimdall has seen from the beginning of the semester that some students like to go to the common room, some students like to bask in the sun on the square, and some students have a special liking for the suspension bridge that goes up and down... Yael likes to go to the library .

"Exactly, I haven't found a book, do you know where it is?" Heimdall reported the title of the book.

"Sounds familiar." Yael frowned, and he came to search for the bookshelves that had just been tidied up, "Oh, it seems that—" He forgot that there was still a book in his right hand, and waved it casually, making a muffled sound , seemed to hit something, and the row of book towers beside him shook slightly, twisting their waists and limbs under the horrified eyes of the two, and collapsed.

Yael screamed and was "buried alive", and Heimdall quickly used his wand to dig him out.

"Look, I found it..." Yael wiped his deformed hair, and handed a heavy hardcover book to Heimdall. "By the way, there's this one." He took out another copy. "Although I don't know why you are looking for a book on medical structure, this one may be able to help you."

The cover of the book reads The Madness and Calm of Wizarding Medicine.

Heimdall took it after thanking him. He stared at the cover for a while, then raised his head, and Jayer was rubbing his head with grinning teeth. It is estimated that he was hit badly just now.

"What's wrong?" Yael was puzzled by his gaze.

Heimdall didn't know how to explain the inexplicable doubts that suddenly surged up just now, no, it can't be summed up in doubts, and before Heimdall could delve into it, Jael's undisguised expression made him instantly relieved.

He laughed at his own fuss from the bottom of his heart, smiled at Yael, "It's okay," and raised his hand. "Thank you."

Heimdall rushed to the dormitory with a large pile of trophies. When he walked on a bridge, he found Jeanne on the opposite bank. The two met eyes. After crossing the bridge, he and Jeanne walked together.

"Need help? Are those books heavy?" Jeanne asked.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Heimdall took out the letter from his bag. "Professor Lange asked me to give it to you."

Jeanna took the letter with a sweet smile on her face.

"You guys are so interesting. Our morning class is Potions. Why doesn't the professor give it to you directly?"

"That's so boring, so interesting." Rang Na's face was full of nympho.

"...I gave up trying to understand the inner world of girls a long time ago, and now I feel more and more that my original decision was correct."

"My dear, this is not a concept. If Krum is a girl, you must spontaneously want to know her."

Heimdall shivered, "That's terrible."

Jeanne rolled her eyes at him.

"I plan to apply to stay in Heideggerach before the final exam." Jeanna was a little apprehensive. "But I'm afraid that doing so will increase the psychological burden on Professor Lange. Will this push him too fast?"

"Probably not. You are obviously in the same school, but you still pretend to be separated from the two places. The ability to bear it is absolutely very strong."

Jeanna heard his teasing, and patted his back in embarrassment.

There was a fast yelling in front of them, and it seemed that there was a quarrel. The two turned around a conch column, and saw little Raccarini glaring at a girl with an ugly face. The girl turned her back to them and could not see her face. Analyzing expensive outfits, not a professor at a school, nor a student.

After observing for a while, Jeanna asked, "Who is that? This is the first time I've seen Professor Lacarini so angry."

Among the teachers in Heideggerach, Lacarini Jr. is relatively easy to talk to.

"Let's take a detour." Heimdall hadn't finished his sentence when Lacarini's eyes swept towards them. Immediately afterwards, the girl turned her head sensitively. It would be too deliberate to turn around and act as if she didn't see her.

Jeanne asked, "You know him?"

Heimdall whispered: "It should be Professor Lacarini's ex-girlfriend." What's it called?It's like Leah...

Just when Mr. Stulusson was trying to recall the other party's name, the ex-girlfriend walked up to the two menacingly, and looked at them from top to bottom with a condescending gaze, perhaps out of some kind of comparison. Psychologically, the time spent on Jeanna was significantly longer than that on Heimdall.

Jeanna raised her chin, and her eyes stared back in return.

The ex-girlfriend pointed at the two of them angrily, "Which one is your new love?" She said so, and pointed her eyes at Rang Na, the meaning behind her words was self-evident.

Jeanna snorted coldly and didn't even bother to refute.

Heimdall suddenly realized that Professor Lacarini's secrecy work was really good. The half-drinking ex-girlfriend came to show off without knowing the enemy's situation.

By the way, what is her name?Yali?Director Sturluson is still competing with himself.

The ex-girlfriend yelled, "You want to dump me? No way! Your father will never agree! Unless you leave the family, we will be married! Even if I die, I will marry you, a wimp, first!"

Little Lacarini took a deep breath patiently, and sneered, "Dear Tao Li, even so, I am not the only one to choose from you, so don't jump to conclusions so early."

Heimdall let out an "oh" in his heart. It turns out that her name is Tao Li... It seems to be a nickname, but what is her official name?

"I'm going to tell your father!" The ex-girlfriend hit Lacarini's arm with a fist.

Little Lacarini pushed her away gently, and said with a half-smile: "Actually, I suggested to you at the beginning that instead of working hard on me, a wimp who lacks self-motivation and competitiveness, you should directly learn from me. Don't forget, he is still single. Once you marry, you will be the patriarch's wife. I will still call you auntie. If you give birth to a boy and a half girl, at least half of our family's property will be earned. "

It is impossible to call her mother. La Carini once swore at his mother's grave that no matter what happens in the future, he will never call another woman his mother.

Heimdall and Jeanna were stunned, they looked at each other, and they both retreated, but it was really abrupt to leave like this, so they had to minimize their existence rate.

The ex-girlfriend was speechless for a long time. Heimdall and Jeanne thought she was so angry that she was speechless, but they found that she underestimated the psychological quality of this woman——she squinted her eyes without changing her expression, seemingly genuine I'm considering the feasibility of the "proposal".

With great "inspiration" in her arms, the ex-girlfriend no longer entangled with Lacarini Jr., and walked away in a chic way.

Until the ex-girlfriend completely left their sight, Racarini showed a relieved expression.

Jeanna blinked her eyes a few times, but had nothing to say.

"Are you okay? Leave the mess to your father..." Heimdall reminded him to take it easy.

"I'm helping you vent your anger. Dalia's combat power should not be underestimated. As long as she is determined and achieves her goal, I think Miss Ferlin's sister will have a hard time." Little Lacarini brazenly cited trouble. "Although Dalia is a little frivolous, has a little confusion in the relationship between men and women, and is not very clean, she knows that the reason why she can do whatever she wants is because she has a pair of reliable parents, to consolidate her status, and to allow her to continue to be unscrupulous If she continues to live, she will definitely find herself a reliable support."

Heimdall felt incredible, "She's still so young."

After all, he gave Lacarini a little bit of face, and didn't complain about his father's age to his face.Lacarini Jr.'s father is several years older than Rommel, and could be the grandfather of his ex-girlfriend.

"Compared to me, my father is a shortcut." Little La Carini shrugged, and suddenly found that Jeanne was staring at him thoughtfully, so he smiled. "You must feel very much about it, Miss Orville."

Heimdall quickly kicked Lacarini Jr., who reacted and rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I'm, um, in a bad mood, so...please forgive me."

Jeanne smiled dryly, glanced at Heimdall, and left hastily.

Heimdall turned his face and blamed, "How can you say that, can your ex-girlfriend be compared to Jeanna's situation? You insulted her feelings for Professor Lange."

Little Raccarini sighed, "It's all Dalia's fault, I can't even turn my brain."

Heimdall shook his head, not planning to say good things for him, "You can do it yourself."

Lacarini rubbed his head angrily, "I'll tell Andrew, let Andrew comfort his little beauty."

The two walked together and expressed their views on their respective experiences this school year.

Heimdall stopped suddenly, and little Raccarini looked puzzled. He saw Heimdall put the schoolbag full of books on his back, pushed his sleeves upwards, and rushed out like an arrow. Lacarini didn't even have time to stop him.

Chief Sturlusson was on the rampage like a locomotive, and always had a sense of presence at the side of the two who were talking, and turned his eyes on the faces of the two with a very noble and cold look. It landed on Victor's face, with an attitude of waiting for the other party to explain the ins and outs, otherwise he would never let it go.

Miss Brandt's smile couldn't help but become even brighter.Master sighed.

"Isn't it here?" Miss Brandt looked at Heimdall with a smile.

Not to be outdone, Heimdall also stared at him, the smile on Miss Brandt's face lasted longer, and the master took Heimdall to him without a trace.Miss Brandt's eyes followed like radar.

Director Sturlusson is so angry, look at this lewd little eyes, this unrestrained little gesture, it's like looking at a peeled big meat dumpling!Thinking of his boyfriend being treated as a meat dumpling by other women, the director felt very uncomfortable.But after a while, the other party was still staring at me with eyes that would not give up.

Director Stulusson, who is not very nervous, felt that something was wrong. He moved back slowly, slowly swaying, and hid behind the master.

"Rig, do you still remember me?" Miss Brandt saw that he was hiding from herself, not thinking about introspection at all, but became more energetic.

"Miss Brandt." Heimdall's voice came from behind the master.

"You hear me, he remembers me," said Miss Brandt to Victor. "Okay, bring him over on weekends, and I'll treat you to dinner."

"I didn't agree." Victor pointed out angrily.

"I'm the boss." Miss Brandt said proudly.

Heimdall stuck out his head from the master's back, "You should treat Wick better, otherwise I will encourage him to change jobs. He is the world's number one seeker." No worries about finding a new owner.

Miss Brandt smiled happily, "He's so cute, can you let me pet him?" She stretched out her hand as she spoke, and the master swung her away fiercely like a pat on the back.

"If you do this again, I'll quit and go to Macaw!" The master threatened coldly.

The macaws in Norway have almost been wiped out since the outbreak of a strange disease. To make matters worse, Willy Danler asked to leave the team. He would rather pay a large amount of liquidated damages than leave the macaws that have plummeted. Normally, Willie Danler's approach did not cause too much rebellion from the Macaw owner. What is annoying is that Danle took away several new members of Macaw's new signings.

In desperation, the owner of the macaw had no choice but to put down his airs and spread the hero posts. Almost all the aces of the top-ranked teams in the world received letters from the owner.As a well-known ball seeker, Victor Krum is no exception, and the conditions offered in the letter are quite generous.This matter is not a secret, it has already been used as a chat topic after dinner by the Quidditch community, and if anyone does not receive the letter, they may be laughed at by others.

Miss Brandt also thought of that, and pursed her lips, to be honest.

They were wandering outside the telephone booth on the corner of the street, and the target appeared on the opposite side. One of them quickly entered the telephone booth, while the other pretended to wait outside. Urge those inside to make a long story short.

The target on the way didn't notice them at all, and hurried into an iron door painted with yellow paint.

"I'll go and have a look, and remember, no matter what happened on the other side, don't act rashly until I get back." Snape worriedly reminded Greyback, and Greyback lowered the brim of his hat annoyed.

The little Irish follower in Death Eater robes came out of nowhere and bowed deeply to the two of them.

Greyback reached out and grabbed the servant's robes: "Leave this little fellow to me."

Snape didn't speak.

Greyback said unwillingly: "I will take good care of him." The habit of biting young people was about to start.

"I don't care about others, but I can't tolerate you putting that kind of thought on my people. Don't blame me for turning my face and denying people." Snape warned coldly.

"Okay, I see." Greyback raised his hand dully.

After the two left, Greyback wandered around the street corner bored, his eyes were always fixed on the young people passing by, his eyes were not friendly, even a bit aggressive, everyone couldn't help speeding up when they walked into his area. pace.

Before Greyback ran out of patience, three people approached from the other side of the street. Greyback quickly flashed into the phone booth. The three did not go through the big iron gate, but entered a shoe and hat shop not far away. Greyback Walking out of the phone booth, the three people he saw just now flashed in his mind. Coincidentally, he knew two of them, Charlie Weasley and Sirius Black.

Snape's exhortation fell on deaf ears, and Greyback acted.

The three of them were not walking fast, and he quickly caught up with them from the back door of the shoe and hat shop. The three of them were very cautious and kept changing lanes, making seven turns. Greyback left the block just now and walked further and further away.When he realized that something was wrong, he had already fallen into a dead end, the three people in front suddenly dispersed, and other members of the Order of the Phoenix appeared behind him, in other words he was surrounded.

Greyback no longer had any scruples and went mad, and a ferocious werewolf with shaggy hair appeared in front of everyone.

"Attention everyone, don't be bitten by him!" Sirius yelled.

Greyback leaped at them with bared teeth and claws, and the battle began.

Greyback's weakness is that he underestimates the enemy. He always thinks that he is invincible, and never considers the embarrassment of being invincible with two fists and four hands.

Half-orcs like werewolves have similar anti-magic talents to giants and trolls, and their muscular development means that their resistance is stronger than that of ordinary wizards.Small fights won't work for them.The magic of the wizards in the Order of the Phoenix branch was like scratching an itch. After several rounds, neither side got any benefits, and Greyback was still alive and well.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix were confused for a while. Unlike the Order of the Phoenix in the UK, they rarely encountered actual combat, let alone confronting a lively werewolf.His mind was blank, and he couldn't remember the magic that he used normally. He screamed and fled in all directions to avoid the werewolf's attack. The magic wand in his hand was like a dumb gun, completely useless.

Occasionally one or two people would think of casting the Iron Armor Curse, but the werewolf is a physical attack...

"Don't panic, keep the rhythm of the usual practice, and don't let this werewolf disturb us! Don't just hide, attack, attack, attack again! The enemy will not treat you politely!" Sirius' roar echoed in the alley.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix branch all cheered up.

Three Stunning Spells hit Greyback at the same time, the werewolf staggered, and the Stunning Spell worked.The wizard closest to Greyback was probably a novice. He stayed there foolishly, forgot to dodge, narrowly dodged the werewolf's sharp teeth, but was no match for the beast's charge, and fell hard to the side of the trash can, knocking over the black The trash was scattered all over the floor, and I persisted for several times without getting up.

The encirclement of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​getting smaller and smaller, Greyback is like a turtle in a urn, and he can't fly, and now he is almost happy.

The din came after itself, followed by shrieking whistles and rolling footsteps, accompanied by siren hollah hollah.

"Here!" someone yelled.

The wizards are not reconciled, you look at me and I look at you.

"It's the Muggle police, move quickly!" Someone in the Order of the Phoenix yelled, and everyone scattered and left helplessly.

Sirius Black glared at Greyback viciously, the werewolf pounced on him and bit him, Sirius unceremoniously cast out a spell, and the werewolf fell to the ground with a howl, writhing in pain.

"Let's go! Otherwise it's too late!" Charlie dragged Sirius away with all his strength, and walked away amidst cursing.

When Bella arrived, she saw Greyback leaning against the trash can like a bereaved dog. She stepped on the stinky garbage and kicked Greyback hard.

"idiot!"

Greyback didn't make a sound, coughed a couple of times uncomfortable, and spit out a few mouthfuls of bloody foam, which still emitted green smoke after touching the ground.

Bellatrix looked at the blood spots on the ground in surprise, "This is... black magic? Who is it?"

Greyback snorted coldly, "Sirius Black."

Bella laughed nervously, "It's amazing."

"Fenrir Greyback! What did you promise me? What did you say when I left!" Snape arrived, and the little follower frantically pressed on a trumpet-like thing behind him, and finally shut it down. The screeching siren sounded.

Greyback looked up in surprise.

"If it wasn't for Snape, I would have come to collect your body today." Bella stopped talking, not wanting to say anything more to this idiot.

Greyback smiled wryly, "It's my fault, I won't refute it." Then he said to Snape: "I'm sorry for messing up your plan, I will explain this to Lord Voldemort myself, and I won't hurt you. "

Bella rolled her eyes.

Snape's face was ugly, it seemed that the failure of this action plan had hit him quite a bit, he seemed to have thought of something, and turned to Bella.

"Why are you here?"

Bella pursed her lips, "Master sent me here."

"doing what?"

Bella was silent for a moment, and said, "Come to assist you."

Hearing that, Snape breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the little Irish follower behind him made a silent gesture of scissorhands.