I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 256 Captain Jack, I love you! ! !

It was strange looking, with a black hull and sails.

There is a huge metal sculpture on the side of the ship.

It was a woman, or a witch, and Owen had reason to believe that it was Harfan Mount, the founder of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

A great Bulgarian witch.

Its portholes shone with a dim, foggy gleam that looked like ghostly eyes.

And there are 32 such shimmers.

With a splashing sound, the big boat emerged completely, bumping on the undulating water, and began to sail towards the lake shore.

A moment later, they heard a splash, an iron anchor was thrown into the shallow water, and then the metal witch statue on the bow suddenly turned around slowly and submerged into the hull of the ship.

As for the hull, boards are inwardly drawn into the boat one by one, and then intertwined with each other to build a long wooden staircase that stretches to the shore.

From afar, Owen seemed to see a wizard standing on the mast of the ship, holding his hands behind his back.

A man in a black windbreaker looked at them.

A strong wind blew from the Scottish Highlands, lifting his trench coat.

The aura of yearning for freedom that was about to spread out made everyone who saw him fall deeply in love with him.

"Who is that?" Everyone asked this question.

Far away, Harry and the others felt that figure was somewhat familiar, and they should have seen it there.

Not only him, but Ron and Hermione next to him also felt similar.

Even the feeling extended to Hufflepuff, where Hannah and Justin felt familiar.

In front of the courtyard, next to Dumbledore, Owen looked at the mast with burning eyes.

He had an envious smile on his face. When can we develop this charming temperament?

"This ship should have a name!"

He whispered to Dumbledore, "A simple and resounding name."

"A name that can make the world submit!"

"Oh? What should it be called?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"Black Pearl!" Owen said firmly, "Gentlemen."

"Ladies! You will always remember this day because you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow!"

"Wow even!!!"

He let out a long howl.

If rum is in hand, he will drink a cup to the great Captain Jack!

"Wow even!

We set sail, we set sail, we overcome obstacles, we ride the wind and waves.

My heart is free from worries, and the compass in my hand always points to freedom. "

Owen continued to talk nonsense that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

At this time, Durmstrang's students were already slowly walking down the wooden stairs.

From a distance, regardless of whether they were male or female, the Durmstrang students looked similar to Crabbe and Goyle.

As they drew nearer, along the lawn and into the light cast by the hall, they realized that their bulk was due to the fact that they all wore a kind of fur cloak with matted fur.

The leader of the group, when he walked into the light from the main entrance of the castle, the little wizard saw that he was tall and thin like Dumbledore, with short white hair, bow tie turned up, and walking in a leisurely manner.

The man walked up to Dumbledore, looking at him with a pair of different-colored eyes.

"You came!"

I don't know who said this sentence first.

"I have been advised to rest for a while." Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore.

The old principal understood and looked sideways at Owen, who was staring at him with a fiery face, with a smile on his face, "That kid cares about you. Far more than I thought."

"I'm surprised too," Grindelwald said.

"I will respond to him and tell everyone that it's worth it." His tone was flat, but with indescribable arrogance.

"Do you know about the heir?" the old principal whispered.

Most of the little wizards around him were attracted by Krum.

As the boy walked by, all noticed the striking aquiline nose and thick, black eyebrows.

He still looks as gloomy as before, a little sick, and he is indeed in a bad state.

When he looked up at the figure in leather clothes in the distance, the complexity in his eyes almost overflowed.

Owen knows why.

There is a blood feud between Krum and Grindelwald.

His grandfather died at his grandfather's hands decades ago.

"I know." Grindelwald nodded slightly, and his eyes also fell on Owen, "but he is too immature. Before he fully grows up, the wind and rain of the outside world should not fall on his shoulders."

"At least I'm alive!" he said.

His eyes suddenly became sharp.

"But -" Dumbledore frowned, "about the child's body."

"I know, I will find a way." Grindelwald interrupted. "I won't let that happen!"

The topic of the two big men is still going on.

In the garden, the whispers of the little wizards became louder and louder.

"It's Krum, Viktor Krum, he's come to Hogwarts!" Ron continued to sigh.

"For heaven's sake, Ron, he's just a Quidditch player," said Hermione displeased.

"Just a Quidditch player?!" Ron looked at her blankly, as if he couldn't believe his ears, "Hermione, he is one of the best seekers in the world, you may have forgotten Who caught the Golden Snitch in the competition?"

"Then did you forget who won in the end!" Hermione retorted.

Miss Granger remained calm.

It's a pity that there are only a few people like her who remain calm.

That was a talented star. At this moment, many people were pushing forward. Lee Jordan was jumping up and down on tiptoes, trying to get a better view of Krum's back.

A few sixth-grade girls were frantically looking for something in their pockets as they walked.

"Oh, I can't believe I don't have a quill with me!"

"You mean he'll sign my hat with lipstick?"

"That's ridiculous!" said Hermione, frowning.

Especially with what has happened recently.

While she was struggling with the trials of the ancient wizard, other young wizards were busy chasing stars.

This huge sense of separation made her feel uncomfortable.

"I'd like to get his autographed picture if possible," said Ron. "Have any of you brought quills?"

"No, it's all upstairs in my bag," said Harry.

"That's such a pity!" Ron stared at the hulking man with fiery eyes. There was still time, they would probably stay in Hogwarts for a few months, and he would always have a chance.

Ron was still looking forward to it, but the topic of the two legendary wizards in front of the gate became more and more dangerous.More and more profound.

"Over there in Brussels." Dumbledore suddenly changed his tone and started talking about something else.

Brussels, the headquarters of the European Union is located in the capital of Belgium - Brussels.

Coincidentally, the headquarters of the International Federation of Wizards is also located in Brussels.

"The chess pieces left by Swan Rozier have been cleaned up. The list of people I got from you, coupled with Queenie's help, cleared up faster than I expected."

Grindelwald said coldly.

On the other hand, Dumbledore subconsciously cast a scrutinizing gaze.

"Okay! I just cleared out the Federation, I didn't kill them." Grindelwald smiled contemptuously, and then explained: "By doing this, maybe it will cause us unknown trouble."

"Europe needs them." Dumbledore said firmly. "The Deadborn are all over Europe. For several months, the Ministry of Magic of various countries has been busy encircling and suppressing those creatures. The human losses caused are huge."

"We can no longer afford war in any situation."

"It's none of my business, Albus," interrupted Grindelwald, "as long as they don't mess with me."

The old principal was silent.

On the side, Owen was eating melons violently.

He groped around on his body, and then dug out a gift box from the deepest part of his pocket. After opening it, there was an exquisite quill inside.

In addition, there is a small postcard in the gift box, - too much freedom, everything is messed up - Granger.

This is a British proverb.

With a 'snap', Owen closed the gift box again, hmph—out of sight, out of mind.

Then he held the quill in front of the great and handsome Mr. Gellert again, "Oh! Merciful Captain, please sign your name for your fans!"

"Just write: Captain Jack Sparrow wishes you forever to sail the great lanes of freedom."

He stared at a pair of watery gray eyes, and handed the quill and parchment to the handsome Mr. Grindelwald at the same time.

Captain Jack lowered his head and took the note from Owen's hand.

"How to fill the remaining power vacuum?" the old headmaster continued to ask.

"Hmph! Dumbledore - don't push yourself too far." Grindelwald's eyes were vicious.

The so-called power vacuum was naturally filled by the saints.

It is different from 60 years ago.

This time he no longer pursues standing in front of the stage.Instead, choose a step-by-step overhead union.

After the death of Swann Rozier, the pure-blood forces left by her have been dealt a severe blow.

The Saints also sneaked in with the personnel changes.

It is impossible for Dumbledore not to know these things, he is the president, how could he not be aware of such a huge number of personnel changes in the Federation?

He'd ask that because he wanted him to spit out some seats for those stupid, vegan guys.

"Swish, swish, swish", Captain Jack wrote a paragraph on the parchment with flying colors: freedom is too much, everything is messed up - Gellert Grindelwald.

Then he handed the parchment back to Owen.

And Owen?

He opened the parchment with excitement, and within a second, his face fell down.

Lose—Grandpa!You are so naughty, does your husband know?

He pouted, with black lines all over his face, and looked up at Grindelwald, his displeasure almost etched on his face.

snort!From today on, Old Deng will become your grandpa. You - just be your grandma honestly!

"."

Hear Grindelwald's oath.

It was very rare for the old principal to not be with this friend who had been in love with him for decades.

Man's energy is limited, and for the rest of his life, the most important enemy is Voldemort.

As for the rest—those conspiracies—those darkness—those transformations.

He was powerless to stop it.

Leave these to posterity!

He sighed softly.

Then he looked to the side, looking at Owen with his mouth pouted and his face full of displeasure.

Suddenly the old headmaster felt that the burden on himself was heavier.

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Another five to six minutes of waiting.

The horizon in the distance.

Suddenly a little light penetrated the dark clouds.

"Look!"

Someone among the little wizards reacted.

They realize that this is the last school - Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

The light in the sky no longer flickers.

Instead, it turned into a long-lasting light like a searchlight.

With a roar, the clouds were torn apart.

"Oh! Merlin's beard!"

The little wizards exclaimed in exclamation, for no other reason than that the steel spaceship in the sky was too majestic.

"It's like half a wrench"

Some little wizard in the crowd shouted.

It pointed out the majestic appearance of this spaceship.

To be precise, the hull is shaped like a saucer cut in the middle.The metal of the hull is unusually thick.

There is a cylindrical structure on the bow of the ship. I don't know what it is used for.

At this time, the sky was thin and cloudy, and the hazy light seemed to spread all over the whole body of this big steel ship.

In this magical world, a spaceship with such a sense of technology suddenly appeared, which is really bluffing.

Owen almost thought the Trisolarans were calling.

Just when he was about to confront the Lord directly.

In the center of the disc-like hull, a conical terrace slowly rose up, shaped like a torch.

The flames burned fiercely.

The remaining flames left the emblem of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in midair.

Spectacular and speechless.

Then—the spaceship landed slowly in the air, and stopped in the canyon of Castle Mountain amidst bursts of roars.

The sound was exactly that of metal hitting stone.

Then the torch-like terrace slowly continued to rise.It extends like an elevator to the flat land of the mountain.

The lighthouse shines brightly, illuminating the Hogwarts Castle on the east side.

"What are they doing!" Harry covered his eyes.

He couldn't open his eyes under the bright light.

"I don't know, but I can feel that they are showing off!" Hermione waved her wand, and the brightness around her instantly dropped a bit.

"But I have to say, that spaceship is really cool, it's like—" Harry stopped talking, and he forgot what it was called when he got to his mouth: "It's that—the spaceship in Star Wars, it What's your name? Hermione?"

"The Millennium Falcon!" Hermione answered immediately.

"That's right, the Millennium Falcon!" Harry said excitedly: "Dudley has a ten-foot model that was his tenth birthday gift. They went out to eat that day, and I watched "Star Wars Episode IV" at home. "A New Hope" videotape." (ps: Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope was released in: 4.)

At that time, he had dreamed of getting a model of the Millennium Falcon, but Harry knew that Aunt Petunia would never buy it for him.

Not even a poster.

"Star Wars? What's that?" Ron asked stupidly from the side.

"A movie!" Harry turned to him and explained.

But Ron was still confused, and Harry had to spend some time explaining to him how Muggles made the picture appear on the curtain.

After talking for a long time, his mouth was dry, but Ron couldn't focus his eyes, and explaining to him was completely playing the piano to the cow.

Then Harry could only vaguely say that it was a kind of magic called technology mastered by Muggles.

"Haha——" Just when the two of them were talking passionately.

A dissatisfied nasal sound came from the side.

"Didn't you both notice the ship's name?" she said.

"Name?" Harry was startled, and immediately remembered that there were huge flowing dark blue English letters on the huge ship just now.

"What's the name of the Mayflower? What do you mean?" Hermione said angrily, "And they made the lighthouse so bright that half of Hogwarts was illuminated. What did they want to do?"

"What do you want to do?" Harry asked blankly.

"Stupid! Do you not read any history?"

Hermione stared at the two guys who had forgotten their ancestors, and said with a burning tone: "In 1620, a sailboat named the Mayflower set off from England to the United States. This was the beginning of American history, and that person The founder of Ilvermorny was on that ship.

Now they are back in a boat with the same name, and they are still making such a big splash. It seems that the Millennium Falcon was built temporarily for this competition. The movie was only released in 1977.

And that lighthouse - they are the lighthouse, so what are we?Aboriginal? "

All around - the little wizards were filled with exclamations of exclamation.

Especially when the metal lighthouse opened its door and the wizards of Ilvermorny came out one after another, there were even more exclamations around her.

This made Hermione's face darken.

She felt like a native of North America standing on the coast and sighing at the sailing ship from Europe. She had no idea that the people on the sailing ship were actually devils.

"This--"

Hermione's explanation was very simple and easy to understand.

The expressions of Harry and Ron changed several times, unnaturally.They finally understood that this grand opening was a humiliation to them and to Hogwarts.

And the little wizards around were still lamenting foolishly!

"Hi! I don't think you're right!" At this moment, George and Fred came over.

They smiled cheerfully, with dangerous glints in the corners of their eyes, "What if they come to recognize Papa?" George said.

"Didn't Owen say that their school is a fake Hogwarts?"

"That's right, George." Fred also said in a dangerous tone: "Six months later, after they leave Hogwarts, they will know who is the best magic school in the world! "

The little wizards' noise did not reach Dumbledore's ears.

Maybe he heard it, but he didn't care.

On the side, Grindelwald had already entered the castle with Durmstrang's little wizard.

He was received by our dear Professor Snape.

"Dumbledore!" The leader of Ilvermorny was wearing a red coat, a brown bow tie, and a gold Goldie's Knot-shaped brooch hanging on his chest.

She didn't look much younger than Dumbledore.

The hair is slightly curled and mostly white.

A little regret flowed in the black eyes.

"Welcome Larry." Dumbledore shook hands with her, "Your performances are really eye-catching."