Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"Reduce the ship's speed and move forward." Captain Jones came to the stern and said to the first mate Jeffrey who was steering the ship.

"No need, Captain. We have sailed in this area countless times, and I can't get the wrong direction with my eyes closed~" Jeffrey laughed loudly. He was a one-eyed dragon with a big black beard.

"It's always good to be careful. I don't know why I'm a little uneasy tonight." Captain Jones said a little uneasily.

"Isn't it? It's just a little mist." Jeffrey didn't take it seriously.

"Jeffrey, be careful with your ship." Captain Jones replied to Jeffrey with a proverb.

"But this will lengthen our sailing time." Jeffrey objected, "You should know better than me. We are now on the edge of the limit. Even if we are delayed by one day, it is very likely that we will not be able to reach the other side of the ocean."

"I trust my intuition. Jeffrey, you know that my intuition has saved us many times." Captain Jones looked at Jeffrey and said.

"Okay, you are the captain, you have the final say!" Jeffrey surrendered.

Captain Jones was right, his instincts were always spot on.

Jeffrey pulled a lever next to the rudder, and after a while the ship's speed slowly slowed down.

Captain Jones was very satisfied. He patted Jeffrey on the shoulder hard: "Your worries are reasonable, but don't worry. The fog will dissipate at noon tomorrow at the latest. By then, we will move forward at full speed and save the losses tonight." The voyage will be compensated.”

"Well, although it's not easy to achieve, I still believe in you, Captain." Jeffrey's mood did not seem to be high.

"I'm sorry about your wife," Captain Jones said.

"It doesn't matter. She's pregnant anyway, and I didn't want her on the boat in the first place." Jeffrey tried to pretend to be indifferent.

Captain Jones knew he was not as open-minded as he let on.

Originally, Jeffrey planned to take his pregnant wife with him to settle in the New World.

Unfortunately, because the Mayflower was seriously overcrowded, after careful consideration, he reluctantly refused to let his wife board the ship - he felt the risk was too great.

Captain Jones knew that Jeffrey had some complaints about this, complaining that he had accepted too many extra passengers. Unfortunately, Jeffrey could never understand that there was a reason why he could not refuse.

"Jeffrey, I have been thinking about something seriously." Captain Jones said solemnly.

"What?" Jeffrey was a little distracted.

"Maybe I should retire." Captain Jones's voice was a little deep.

"Are you kidding? If I remember correctly, you are not much older than me, and we are still in our prime!" Jeffrey was startled.

"No, I'm serious." Captain Jones shook his head, "I'm tired of living on the sea. You know I've saved some money over the years, and I think it's time to stop and enjoy life on land."

"Don't be ridiculous. Your career has just begun..." Halfway through his words, Jeffrey realized that Captain Jones did not mean to joke, and his smile froze a little, "Are you serious?"

"I'm not joking." Captain Jones said seriously, "The only question now is where to settle after I stop, the New World or Europa?"

"That's your own business, but I will probably settle in the New World in the future. Life in Europe is too stressful and not very peaceful." Jeffrey replied.

"Listen, Geoffrey, it's probably a good thing you didn't let your wife come on board, because you're probably going to be at sea for a long time - in which case your wife might as well stay on. It's better to be in Europa, after all, the New World is still a barren land, and it's very hard for a woman to go back there with her children." Captain Jones persuaded with earnest words.

"After you retire, I will probably choose to return to land, so your worries don't exist." Jeffrey said.

"Jeffrey, I think you should reconsider your future." Captain Jones said with a smile.

"Why should I reconsider? Without you as captain, I'm afraid no one would accept me as a first mate!" Jeffrey complained.

"Why must it be the first mate? I think..." Captain Jones started, but was interrupted by Jeffrey.

"What? You mean to ask me to be second or third officer? No, never! I would rather jump into the sea from here now than accept a demotion!" Jeffrey shouted emotionally. .

"No, Jeffrey, I didn't mean that. I meant that after I retire, you can consider replacing me as the captain of the Mayflower~" Captain Jones said with a smile.

"Oh~ you think so?" Jeffrey's one eye widened in surprise, "Okay, I admit I was a little too excited just now - but I never thought you would hand over the Mayflower to I, I don’t know if I am qualified for the position of captain... maybe you should reconsider..."

"I've thought about it very clearly, old man." Captain Jones patted Jeffrey on the shoulder. "Only if you take over as captain can you retain the crew to the greatest extent. Although the Mayflower is a bit old, it is still It's very strong, and I think it can serve at least another 20 years. I think under your leadership, it will be enough for the old guys to accumulate enough wealth for the rest of their lives."

"Is this why you took the risk of overloading and let all those Puritans upload it this time?" Jeffrey seemed to understand something.

"Old man, believe me, even if the Puritans are not tolerated by the church, even if they arrive in the New World, they are still a force that cannot be underestimated. There is no harm in having a good relationship with them." Jones said meaningfully.

……

"I think the captain was brainwashed by the Puritans. Yes, it's the priest named Brest." Binnock, who overheard the secret conversation between the two, sneered.

"No, I think there are not many people in this world who are as clear-minded as him." Dean shook his head.

He knew what a glorious future these Puritans on board would lay for the New World.

"Are you also brainwashed?" Binnock was shocked.

"How is that possible?" Dean laughed and said, "It's just that I think this is an opportunity to promote historical progress."

"I almost forgot that you are a wizard. In theory, wizards can predict the future." Binok muttered.

It can be seen that he still has reservations about Dean's "prediction".

"What's going on with that first mate? Why is he one-eyed?" Dean didn't say much, but wisely changed the topic.

"That is Jeffrey Teach, the first mate of this ship. It is said that he lost his left eye during a fight with pirates." Binnock inquired clearly.

"I think that's an interesting guy." Dean was slightly distracted for a moment after hearing the name. For some reason, he felt that this person would be very important to him.

"I didn't see it - but although he looks a bit more fierce, he is still a nice person." Binnock commented.

"It's not easy to get your approval. What kind of ecstasy soup did he fill you with?" Dean asked with a smile, then suddenly froze.

At the same time, Binok also stopped joking and looked towards the left front of the ship's side with him. A huge black figure appeared in the thick fog.