The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

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Method?Although Captain Locke also wanted to save the three diving veteran sailors, there was nothing he could do.

The sailors dug out a few rifles from under the deck. These were all bought from Russia, and they were not in large quantities. They were just used to avoid encountering pirates.

The 7.62 bullets dyed the sea red, but still couldn't stop the furious mermaids.

He held the compass on his chest tightly, stood there solemnly, took a few sips of wine, and finally looked at Cyrus and Hermione. Faced with this situation, the two were not at all nervous.

The poise shown is even beyond that of a sailor.

"Do you want me to help?" Hermione habitually touched her waist, only to remember that the wand was in the bedroom.

"No... By the way, let you deepen your use of the Force"

Cyrus was a little unhappy about Hermione's immersion in the knowledge of the dark side. He didn't learn the trial of the force and perception, but he became more and more proficient in lightning and chokehold.

The hull swayed slightly due to the impact of the mermaids and the school of fish. He stabilized his body and raised his left hand, feeling the huge object underneath, and slowly lifted it up.

The people under the water were cut off by the mermaids because of the nylon ropes. The panicked sailors could only use their emergency knives to protect themselves, and huddled among the boats below to keep warm.

No matter how the three of them called for help by radio, they couldn't let the people above come down to rescue, because...

There are simply too many of these monsters.

"Huh~ It's enough to see so many ancient ruins with Captain Locke"

The old sailors thought, archeology, more or less mysterious things will be encountered, and the last time I went to Egypt, I saw a mummy, but it seems that this time it is really finished.

Just when the mermaid's ugly face was facing the narrow opening in front of them, and their greasy claws hooked their feet, the sunken ship on the bottom of the sea trembled as if it had come to life.

Locke Sparrow, Sarver, Will, Shirley and others looked at the black figure in front of them in astonishment. The sunken ship on the bottom of the sea seemed to be lifted by a pair of giant hands. A squealing mermaid.

'Magic... magic schools really exist? ! Locke remembered Wendell Granger's letter, and he thought the magic school was a joke played on him by an old friend.

He wasn't against magic, he just doubted the authenticity of magic schools.

"The wizard's magic power is a kind of energy, so the force and magic interact and cancel each other out, but matter doesn't exist." Cyrus said proudly, "You still don't know a lot about the bright side."

It has nothing to do with the size of the matter, only the range of action will affect the original force, unless the volume of the object is too large to exceed the range of the original force.

"Tch~~" Hermione hugged her chest and turned her head pretending to be disdainful.

The three sailors were successfully rescued, and the sunken ship was thrown back into the sea by Cyrus, and the knocked-out mermaids floated to the surface one after another.

While they were still dazed, the passenger ship brought people closer to the island, and the remaining mermaids could only stare blankly at the people who had fled to the coast. They kept surrounding the archipelago, looking for opportunities.

Eyes of hatred and viciousness sank to the surface of the water again.

Everyone was still in shock, lying there gasping for breath, even Shirley, who had been calm before, was a little weak in her legs. She straightened her clothes and wanted to thank Cyrus, but was forced back by Hermione's warning eyes.

She was not blind, because Shirley saw the electricity from Hermione's fingertips disintegrate a stone into fine powder.

"Guys~ Aren't we still alive?" Captain Locke pushed a pile of wine bottles to the side of the rising flames, "I think we need a little celebration...to celebrate our aftermath"

Hermione was sure that Uncle Locke would play well with Weasley.

Obviously, the target of this attack is the XXXX-level mermaid in the magic world. The dark green hair that looks like messy seaweed, and the incomplete and sharp teeth are their representatives.

Perhaps this is just one of the branches of the mermaid race scattered all over the world.

Like the centaur, it is also an intelligent racial creature. Those weapons are probably made by themselves, and there is also howling like a sea song before attacking, probably some kind of ritual music.

"This is the remains of the Fountain of Youth! I'll pay more!!" Will carefully wiped the gold cup.

"But... what's the use of you taking the gold cup?"

Mr. Will sighed. He didn't look like a successful businessman a few days ago. He sat casually on the beach, looking at the starry sky, a little dull.

Today's day is a bit too outrageous for him.

magic?Mermaid?legend? ?

"Okay... Let me tell you the truth. According to the nautical chart, this golden cup is the way to open the Fountain of Youth, and it's also the only way to use it."

Will spread out the circular nautical chart on the beach. As he turned, the original Chinese font and map were missed, recombined, and turned into a new old English font and another terrain again.

Point to the pattern above: there is a fountain in the arched stone gate.

"AquadeVida (Water of Life)" Hermione looked at the tiny line of small characters on the image, which was almost blurred by countless bloody handprints.

"You understand?"

Will's knowledge of Old English and runes was very short, let alone Shirley Angelica, but Locke looked at Hermione with folded arms with interest.

Everything becomes more interesting.

After what Cyrus revealed today, it was enough for Shirley and Will to be speechless.

"I almost always read books written in this language at school~" Hermione brought up this topic with a bit of resentment, she had paid too much bitterness in the first grade.

"School? Do you still have a school?" Will danced and gestured, "I mean... like you, there are a lot of them in the world?"

Obviously they misunderstood, thinking that everyone in Hogwarts is a Jedi, or everyone is a great god who can divide the sea with a wave of a magic wand, plus the age of the two little ones...

"We are a special case!" Hermione raised her head proudly.

"Then our...our next...plan..." Locke lay drunkenly on the barrel, drinking rum, "What is it? This is the sea, who knows what kind of monster is hidden"

Yes, the mermaid way of life is a highly organized community, they will tame other aquatic magical animals, they will also make weapons, and the average body size is seven feet tall.

The Spanish fleet, once composed of explorers and wizards, was probably overturned by a mermaid riding a huge aquatic magical animal, and then sank alive to the bottom of the sea.

"Captain...we don't care," the sailors said, alcohol reviving their souls.

"Lock...Listen to me, this nautical chart has been handed down from my grandfather..." Will glanced at the pendant on his neck, "I know why you are obsessed with archaeology and adventure"

"why"

"Sparrow...that name belonged to a pirate king back then." Will moved closer to him, flipped his hand, and revealed a series of names behind the nautical chart.

Among them, the name of the last person is faintly written....Ja...Spar..ow

"So?" Captain Locke looked suspicious, and took a sip of wine nonchalantly, "There are too many Sparrows in this world, who knows what happened in the Middle Ages?"

"But I remember..." Will Joel Turner took out an old diary bound in parchment.

"Okay, I admit it, but my ancestors were not the so-called pirate kings." The drunken Locke raised his orchid fingers, pinched the diary and threw it aside, "I wiped all the pirate books in my family."

He had only heard of the family inheritance story since he was a child, but he was the little follower next to Captain Sparrow, and his surname was just to commemorate it.

Hoho~ Cyrus and Hermione sat behind the sailor, holding hands and watching the show.

What is currently being performed is the medieval 'opera of the sea'.

"Lock! We've come here, don't you want to go back empty-handed?"

"No... Didn't you all get the gold cup? Mermaids can't overturn this iron ship..."

"Then you just leave like this? This is the Fountain of Youth! It's a legend that no one in the world has exploded." Will pointed to the jungle behind him, "Will those sailors who almost died be exchanged for gold cups?"

legend?Yes, this is the legend that countless fleets across Europe died in this.

"Okay...but..." Locke turned his gaze to Shirley

"Hmm ~ ignore me, you continue..." Shirley pushed her hand and said mockingly, "Thanks to Mr. Will, I know the legend of my surname, but I'm not interested in it"

As night falls, the ocean is constantly washing the beach, the birds in the jungle are singing, singing and shouting, the fog is gradually shrouded, and a string of songs seems to sound in the distance of the ocean.

No, it was a feeble ringing in a twisted cage!

Cyrus and Hermione sensed something was wrong.

Eccentric and maddeningly silent.

An ancient raving sounded, this is the curse from the mermaid, the curse of the fountain of youth.

This is...the curse of the sea.