HP Wendy's crossing running account

Tom felt the air change, warmer and slightly sea-smelling.Before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, he suddenly came to a bright place from the dark wilderness. For a while, his vision was full of light and he couldn't see anything.Immediately, someone hooked his neck and made him lie on the ground.

"Hush. Don't make any noise." Yeshe Gyatso deliberately lowered his voice.

Unhappy in the heart is not happy, Tom's ability to understand current affairs is outstanding.When you come to a completely unfamiliar environment, the best strategy at the moment is to listen to what your colleagues who are not malicious and who are more familiar with the situation have to say.

Lying on the ground for a while, Tom's vision gradually recovered.All you can see are green stone buildings.

The location they are in is a dilapidated circular square. Although it is dilapidated, you can still see the prosperity of the past.The original trees in the square had huge columns, but now some have only the lower half, some have fallen to the ground, and some have only the base.The remaining stone pillars are somewhat similar to the style of ancient Greece and ancient Rome, but they are more primitive, and large areas are engraved with rune characters.

Six streets lead to this square at an angle of 60 degrees to each other. Beside the streets are high and low domed houses.Both the pavement and the housing are made of uniform turquoise stone. Large and small rune characters are like patterns, decorating this piece of broken walls that can't be seen at a glance.

"Where is this?" Tom asked softly.Even if he lowered his voice, he could vaguely hear the echo between the stone walls.

Yeshe Gyatso looked left and right, and after confirming that it was safe, he dragged Tom out of the circular square and sneaked into the city carved out of runes. "Atlantis." He replied softly, "We are lucky or not, the British Stonehenge is connected to the civilian area."

"Civilian area?" Tom turned his head in disbelief and glanced at the beautiful circular square and the spacious and tidy streets.Although there are traces of weathering and erosion, they are obviously scars carved by a long time. In its heyday, even the square in front of the Roman Palace is nothing more than that.

Yeshe Gyatso walked all the way close to the wall: "That's right, the civilian area. The core area is there." He pointed to the front of the road.

Tom looked far away, only to see the shadow like a blue mountain in the sky in the distance, but it was actually a huge building complex composed of city walls and many high towers.Dazzling light shot up from the core area, illuminating the entire city like daytime in a strange way.One after another, the air corridors connect urban areas of different heights with graceful curves, looking like green ribbons from a distance.

Even Tom, who was well-informed, was shocked by the sight in front of him.Empty and dilapidated, Atlantis was more majestic than any other city on Earth. "Are you familiar with this place? Uh, Atlantis? I always thought it was just a legend."

Yeshe Gyatso's eyes flashed: "It's my first time here too. I learned about it from books."

How dare you venture into this kind of place alone just by talking on paper?Tom swallowed back the question at the throat. "Where are you going? Didn't you say you were going to find your people?"

Yeshe Gyatso was silent again, and after a long time he said, "Anyway, let's go to the core area first."

Tom held his forehead: "You don't actually know."

"..."

"So you really don't know!"

In this way, Tom and Yeshe Gyatso began a long journey to the center of Atlantis.Meanwhile, in Wiltshire, England, dawn has risen.The sun shines on the fields as if they are covered with a layer of gold.The long black shadow drawn by Stonehenge on the ground is particularly eye-catching.

Wendy stood beside a boulder, touching the runes illuminated by the morning light with her fingers, one by one.Her face was almost transparent, and her lips trembled slightly in the cold air.

Alphard's hair is messy and his dark circles are scary. "I have an inescapable responsibility. I signed the list of 40 people who came to Malfoy Manor. Some of them brought Tom into a dangerous situation, and I have an inescapable responsibility. In fact, if Malfoy hadn't come Manor, he has no way to track down Tom's whereabouts."

"I didn't blame you." Wendy's fingers paused on a character, "I'm just... a little unbelievable. Tom is in danger."

"what?"

Wendy's voice was as cold as water: "Let's use an analogy. 'Professor Dumbledore is in danger, let's go and save him!' Don't you find it funny?"

"Uh……"

"'Tom is in danger', in my opinion, is similar to 'Professor Dumbledore is in danger', very...funny."

Alphard shut up, he felt that the girl standing under the rolling fire clouds was not the Wendy he knew, but she was more like Wendy than ever.

"He's so powerful, so smart, so invincible, and so...dangerous." Wendy raised her head, looking up at every pothole on the rough stones that was filled with the sun, "But why not?" Destiny has changed beyond recognition , then why does she think Tom can grow up safely.Wendy clenched her hand on the stone wall into a fist, and there was a throbbing pain somewhere in her heart.Not the heart attack that had plagued her for so long, but a more insidious pain, one that made her eyes swell without a single tear.

"I didn't realize until today that Tom would be hurt too."

The strong wind blows, the clouds roll and the clouds relax, and the time under the primitive boulder stretches from morning to dusk, and from dusk to morning.A thick stack of calculation papers had already been scattered at Wendy's feet.

Alphard brought her water and bread from the campsite: "Are you going to restore this...uh...Redstone?"

"No." Wendy gently rubbed her temples, "It's too old, and the damage is too serious. I'm afraid it won't be able to support the second teleportation."

"That……"

"But I can calculate the angle of axis deflection."

Now it was Alphad's turn to rub his temples.

"The positioning notation used by the Atlanteans is somewhat different from today's latitude and longitude, but it is still a spherical coordinate system in the final analysis. I extracted all the numbers on the stone circle, and excluded half of them based on the context, and the rest one by one. If you use the coordinate system to calculate..." The pencil brushed down two numbers on a piece of blank paper.Wendy "stabbed" the paper and tore it off the wooden clip, with the writing side facing Alphard.

Two numbers force through the paper back:

"33°N, 55°W"

"This is just a rough result, and I think Professor Dumbledore must have known it a long time ago."

Alphard: "...Could you please explain in plain language? Since we can't restore the magic on Stonehenge, how can we save Tom?"

Wendy gnawed the bread in small sips, and drank the cold water in the cup: "Teleportation is not feasible, so enter Atlantis from the front. If my predictions are correct, Professor Dumbledore also plans to do so." of."

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao will be there, Dumbledore's tall figure appeared on the sun-drenched withered grass plain, slowly walking towards Stonehenge.He was followed by two Aurors.

"Are you sure you want to go with us?" Dumbledore looked at his two students, and said in an objective tone as much as possible, "It will be very dangerous. We have reason to believe that Atlantis has fallen into the hands of the saints after the Tibet War." hands."

The stern-faced Auror captain was not so easy to talk to: "Students, don't get confused. Aurors will rescue your friends. You are still worrying about the age of exams and dating."

The other brown-haired Auror was smiling, and he was an optimistic person whose nature could be seen from his face. "Come on, captain. We also come from this age." He stretched out his right hand to the little wizards, "Hello, Lancer Prewett."

Alphard went up and shook his hand: "Alphad Black, this lady is Wendy Carter."

"Okay, okay. Mr. Black, and Ms. Carter, you belong to me." Mr. Prewett grinned, "When Mr. Professor and other Aurors attack from the front, I will be responsible for sneaking you in."

"A crude plan." Wendy commented.

"Oh." Mr. Prewett clutched his chest. "Well, the truth may not be so smooth. We just know that the Saints sent a lot of people to that island suddenly this year, but—"

"Since you can't lock the entrance, I propose a supplementary plan." Wendy said while writing runes on the paper, "If you allow Mr. Prewett Jr. to help us."

Mr. Prewett Jr. refers to Harold Prewett, a fifth-year Gryffindor student who was once a famous troublemaker and is now the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.Even the purebloods who are unhappy with Gryffindor have to admit that Harold is a once-in-a-century genius Seeker.This point has been verified from the Quidditch Cup that has been held for three consecutive years.

"Me?" The expression on Harold's face changed from disbelief to excitement, "Me! My God, I...I mean, of course I'd love to! I'm going to fight the Saints!"

Lancer Prewett covered his face in horror: "My stupid fourth son, your mother will kill me."

"You don't need to hit a saint." Wendy corrected him, "You just need to go through the eye of the storm and find something in the Atlantic Ocean. I'll cover you with amulets from head to toe."

"No, Wendy." Harold blushed, "There are no cowards in Gryffindor. I will fight with you to the end."

Alphard shrugged and followed his words: "Okay, there are no cowards in Gryffindor." As he said, he secretly slipped a portkey to Mr. Lancer, in exchange for the father's grateful eyes.

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Supplementary note to the plot: Wendy did not find Rolanda because Rolanda is not yet an adult (16 years old), but Prewett is an adult.Moreover, Prewett's luck and aura are stronger than Rolanda's precise flow.