I wield a sword at Hogwarts - Chapter 807

c807 Chapter 807

John finally touched Zuowu’s fangs. Under his palm, some of the Witch King’s magic was planted in the fangs.

“Go, my friend, I have not given you a name, but if you wish, I will call you Red Peony.”

The peony-like tail swept across John’s cheek, and Zou Wu liked this name.

It turned back three times with each step, looking at John reluctantly, but its footsteps could not stop.

Finally stepping out of the tower, Zuowu walked into the passage that could not be blocked.

That was the kind privilege granted by the Witch-King to his friend Zuowu.

John watched Zhao Wu leave, and Tom sat down at John’s feet.

One person and one dog, empty and lonely.

This high tower, like the castle in the sky, was just them.

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Chapter 815 The king said: There must be a fortress in the water

A submarine is sinking slowly.

Sound waves are transmitted back to the radar.

A British naval lieutenant colonel was leisurely brewing a cup of coffee for himself.

He added three cubes of sugar to the coffee and stirred happily.

Don’t think how difficult it is inside a submarine. As long as you can overcome the small information space, you can still have your own resort.

Now is not a tense period for countries, and their work has become more leisurely.

Except for surfacing every time they need supplies, they spend their days looking at instruments and checking equipment.

“Here you go.” He handed the coffee to a soldier.

“Thank you, sir.” The soldier took it and thanked him.

Because of this coffee-loving habit, the lieutenant colonel was teased a lot.

Some people called him Lieutenant Colonel Coffee, but he was not very unhappy. On the contrary, he quite liked the name.

“It’s another peaceful day, let us praise this peace.” The lieutenant colonel ground coffee powder for himself again and brewed a cup of coffee.

Smelling the aroma of oil exuding from the coffee beans, he raised his glass loudly, eliciting friendly laughter from the soldiers.

Some time ago, they were actively preparing for war under the Atlantic Ocean.

Fortunately, the war preparation alert was lifted later and the world became peaceful again.

This submarine loaded with weapons of mass destruction can be said to be the most core existence in the entire UK, or it can be said to be the most peripheral existence.

Even if the president is changed outside, they may not know.

The comfortable lieutenant colonel came to his exclusive place and turned on the TV to watch the programs that interested him.

This is his day.

“Sir, I think you need to see it.”

One of the soldiers spoke hesitantly.

“Well, let me see if we encounter a shark or something.”

We are now five hundred meters underwater, and it is only by chance that we encounter some marine creatures that can be picked out by radar.

However, sonar can make these fish avoid, and there is usually no big accident risk.

Coming to the console, Lieutenant Colonel Coffee took a look.

The red dot on the radar jumps from time to time.

What’s weird is that the thing is heading straight towards the submarine.

“It doesn’t look like a shark,” the soldier said hesitantly.

“That’s… a submarine!”

Lieutenant Colonel Coffee was startled and immediately shouted, “Everyone prepare for combat!”

Civilian submarines cannot reach this depth, so it can be determined that this is a military submarine.

Not only that, Lieutenant Colonel Coffee immediately checked the planned route and found that no other domestic submarines appeared.

In other words, this is a foreign submarine of unknown origin.

When a submarine meets, it is a major crisis.

Lieutenant Colonel Coffee immediately contacted and inquired about the identity of the submarine.

When he picked up the communicator, the soldier shouted: “It’s gone!”

“What?”

Lieutenant Colonel Coffee stopped and ran over to check.

The red dot on the monitor disappeared, and the red dot that was so close before was nowhere to be seen.

“What’s going on?” The lieutenant colonel felt that he needed a cup of coffee to calm down.

“That thing is like… a ghost?”

The soldier hesitated and said, “He came and left without a trace.”

This sentence made everyone seem to have seen something strange.

ghost?

Sitting in a submarine made by mankind’s cutting-edge technology, he said such ridiculous words.

But other than this explanation, no one seems to be able to explain why it suddenly disappeared.

This incident became a legend among the navy.

A submarine codenamed ‘Ghost’.

Countries are also suspicious of which country has developed this stealth technology.

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“It’s still a bit unskilled to control.”

In the dark submarine, a soul lamp with faint burning flames hung on the submarine, which was loaded with technology.

John looked at the pile of seemingly sophisticated instruments inside and shrugged, “Well, I rely on the soul lamp as power anyway.”

This submarine was a gift from the friendly United States.

Yes, the submarine that John ripped out and threw on the island.

John renamed it Trident.

Use magical technology to reactivate the submarine.

“This is a trident used as a wizard’s underwater power. It needs to be loaded with more magic technology.”

John needs someone to be the sword bearer of the sea, the castle of the sky, the fortress of the sea.

Skyward Sword of Damocles, Trident of Wrath of the Sea Wizard.

John pressed his hands on the ground of the submarine, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils.

“Let me give you a unique life.”

A magic circle covers the submarine.

John wants to change the submarine, and he also wants to pick someone to protect it.

In the soul lamp, a marine with a confused face appeared.

John raised his hand, “The soul is back.”

Their consciousness gradually returned, and everyone was shocked by the scene before them.

The entire console turned into a blue crystal, and the interior space of the submarine expanded.

The submarine plunged heavily into the bottom of the sea, with various metals extending out of its belly.

The materials on the seabed are converging here, turning the entire submarine into a huge underwater fortress.

The fortress moves every seven days, and its position cannot be captured by anyone.

After finishing everything, John retracted his hands and looked up at the navy.

“It seems you haven’t gotten used to being a ghost yet.” John took out his wand and said casually, “But you will get used to it soon.”

“Who are you?”

Their memories linger on the moment they were attacked by the fire dragon.

Seeing John in front of them, they didn’t know why.

“I am a wizard and your master.”

John tapped the control table with the Elder Wand, “This will be your working place from now on.”

“As a soldier, you should accept orders.”

John chuckled and said: “Dear Trident soldiers.”

A marine screamed and looked at his chest, where a mark belonging to the Witch King was imprinted on it.

“Are you enslaving us?” The officer’s face darkened.

As the American navy, they never dreamed that they would be kidnapped by wizards.

“Don’t worry, I’m giving you a chance to live. Maybe you don’t know that the country has abandoned you.”

John waved and the TV came on.

It automatically adjusts to the American channel. On every channel, there is nothing about this group of soldiers who sank to the bottom of the sea because they fought against the Dragon of Destruction.

They couldn’t believe that they had just disappeared into obscurity.

“As a person from that country, you should know very well that they will not admit shady things.”

John looked at them with pity, “We have reached a peace agreement with your country, and your sacrifice has become a meaningless thing.”

It was difficult for the soldiers to accept this. They fought for the country until they died, but this was the result.

My loyal country, why do you want to chill me?

The rear admiral had confusion in his eyes, what should he do with his family?

“I can tell you that you can’t go back, but I can give you some preferential treatment.”

John picked up the phone hanging on the wall and asked, “Tell me your home number, soldier.”

The major general thought about something, his voice trembled, and he said his home number.

John typed in and dialed.

After waiting for a few seconds, John handed the phone to the major general.

“Hello?” A familiar voice came from over there.

It was his wife, but the voice became haggard.

“It’s me, Mia.” The major general pursed his lips, trying not to cry.

At this moment, all the soldiers in the fortress were not looking over there.

“James, is that you?” his wife whispered. “They wouldn’t let me look for you.”

James knew who they were, and he said with a complicated expression: “This is a secret that cannot be known to others.”

The wife got news about her husband again, and the haggardness in her voice disappeared.

After hanging up the phone for five minutes, John said: “You can call your family, but there is one thing I need to remind you.”

“I don’t think it would be a good thing if the government knew that your family members were talking to dead people.”

Unexpectedly, the person who allowed him to hear his family’s voice turned out to be his former enemy.