HP Wendy's crossing running account

In the dark night, the sea breeze whizzes through the air, bringing salty air.It was already considered calm, but the tide, which was as high as a person, was still beating rhythmically in the darkness, making the sound of splashing water.On the distant horizon, the light of the lighthouse can be vaguely seen, like a seed of hope.

"You don't have to come with me." Alphard yelled while sitting on the broom, his voice was blown away in the sea breeze, "I voluntarily, but it's not your responsibility."

Tom stood in the air out of nowhere, the hem and collar of his coat rustled, and his voice was as flat as chatting after dinner: "We are friends, Alphard."

"Wendy is alone in the tree house, don't you worry?"

"I added a triple defense spell to the tree house, and I prepared the emergency potion for the house-elf. And you said it, it won't take much time."

Alphard was at a loss. He couldn't drive Tom away, so he could only let him follow him.

The weather is getting worse and the wind is getting stronger.Alphard anxiously circled the sea on his broom.Finally, before the first raindrop fell, a tin fishing boat without lights appeared on the scheduled channel.

Alphard showed a look of joy, and he flew over the fishing boat without a sound, and cast three spells "Speed", "Defense Curse", and "Invisibility Curse" in succession.It's obviously not the first time he's done this, and he's extremely proficient at using silent spells.

The fishing boats that had been drifting with the current in the wind and rain seemed to be riding the east wind, and quickly headed for the nearest British port.

Before the first ship left, the second ship had already appeared.Alphard flew over to do the same.The third fishing boat was snatched by Tom.

Before the invisibility spell took effect, Tom could clearly see the anxious and hopeful eyes crowded on the fishing boat.

"Smuggled Jews?"

Alphard hesitated for a moment: "There are also soldiers who escaped from the prisoner-of-war camp by feigning death."

"Oh."

"There are also wizards. There will be opposing wizards mixed in on this route, but not as many as the other two routes."

Raindrops were beginning to fall sparsely, but the moon was showing a crescent from behind the clouds in the west.The moonlight shone faintly on various remodeled boats, even wooden barrels and tires, forming a line on the sea, extending all the way to the dark European continent.

Two young wizards who have just grown up fly in the air, silently guarding the road of life across the English Channel: hell at one end, and new life at the other end.They did not return until the morning star was shining brightly and there were no more floating objects on the sea.

"Today was lucky." Alphard said, "I was not hunted down."

The port of the fishing village on the coast of Britain was crowded with people, but the order was surprisingly good, and even a one or two-year-old child did not make any cry.Bread and water were handed out, and then people were counted.The number of refugees the UK can accommodate is limited, and they end up going to the US or Canada.Everything was carried out in the dark, and the joy of the survivors surged on the muddy sea flat.

"Alphad." Ackerman squeezed through the crowd and asked the two of them to sign the record book. "Thank you!" She looked very happy, "Today we rescued more than 900 people."

"Hmm." Alphard signed AB in cursive in the column of "Eastern Front Wizard Assistant", "Are you really not considering coming to Hogwarts to study?"

The short girl scratched her hair: "I learned magic from my uncle's teacher. This is how we Jewish wizards learn. And you know, the rescue team is short of manpower. I can help a little." Her voice was sonorous and powerful. , No matter how ordinary syllables are spoken through her mouth, there is a feeling of burning flames.

This fortitude silenced Alphard. "I'm going to start school." He said with difficulty.

"Huh? Oh! Well, is it September 9st? I'll report it."

"I can come over every Friday and Saturday night."

"Then I'll help you arrange all the duties until Friday and Saturday nights. As usual, the route and time will be notified one day in advance." Ackerman said while recording on paper, and then bouncing towards Ran off to find other wizarding volunteers to sign.Her back was like a happy rabbit, and she disappeared into the crowd after a few strokes.

Tom looked at the sad Alphard with disdain: "Hit the straight ball? Huh? What right do you have to say about me?"

"Don't be childish, Tom."

"……You wait."

Tom decided to take action.

Does he like Wendy?There is no doubt that he likes it, and he confirmed it at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean a few kilometers below.When he stood on the streets paved with runes and bluestones in Atlantis and looked up at the blond girl slowly descending from the brilliant sky light, that momentary throbbing was the only one in his life.

He likes Wendy.

Whether it's the appearance of "killing all directions" by virtue of the laws of nature, the appearance of concentrating on the sea of ​​books, or the appearance of happily surrounding the stove, or the appearance of walking quietly on the forest path, he likes them all.

"Wendy."

"Huh?" Wendy, who was squatting by the stream and playing in the water, raised her head.Sunlit giant trees and meadows make the perfect backdrop for her.

"Have you planned for the future? It's just..." What kind of family do you want?

"Professional... planning?"

"what."

"Didn't you just talk to the professor before OWLs?"

"It's different..." Tom swallowed hard. "I mean marriage."

"Marriage?" Her face suddenly became paler. She seemed to be trying to smile, but in the end she still showed her true emotions. "Marriage is a wonderful thing." Wendy pouted childishly after finishing the official statement, took a handful of water with both hands and threw it on Tom's face, "But I really can't see marriage so far .”

The amount of water is not much, and it will almost cover the few strands of hair on the young man's forehead.Water droplets flowed down the temples, smearing palm-sized transparent water stains on the shirt.It's the hot summer, this level is not only not hurt, but also a bit rough.However, Tom was struck by the subtext in Wendy's words.

It was the first time he knew that Wendy cared so much about his condition.

"Wendy..."

Wendy turned around twice on the spot with her hands behind her back, her skirt fluttering as long as the smile on her face.

Tom's first straight ball was aborted.If there is any change, it is that Wendy cooperates more actively when drinking the potion every morning. "She probably guessed what I was thinking." This realization made Tom's heart sore and hot.

The summer vacation of living in the forest is gradually coming to an end.

On the train to Hogwarts at the beginning of the sixth grade, Tom received an urgent letter from Virgil.After only glancing at the beginning, Tom hurriedly covered up the half-page clipping, but it was too late, and everyone saw the figure or humanoid object in the clipping photo.

Wendy blinked at her bamboo horse.

Tom still wanted to pretend to be dead, but Alphard couldn't sit still: "That's the rune warrior, right? It shouldn't be, the rune warriors have stayed... there. Unless..."

"Unless the saints find an energy source to replace Rhea."

Alphard showed a terrified expression, while the other friends who hadn't seen it with their own eyes were still in a state of confusion.Jost spoke on their behalf: "The rune warriors are really as scary as you say?"

"Look for yourself." Tom gave up trying to keep Wendy a secret, and let everyone pass the contents of the envelope.

The clearest evidence is that page clipping, which is an entertainment tabloid in the Nazi territory that focuses on military officer lace news.One of their reporters happened to witness the scene of "the rune warrior melting an old-fashioned tank with one blow" on the way with the army, and published it as big news.Although the Nazi government seized the newspaper immediately, a small amount of samples still leaked out and fell into the hands of spies, and after many twists and turns, it came to Tom's hands.

It doesn't need much explanation, the photos are shocking enough.The hordes of livid-black death soldiers seemed powerful enough to crush any resistance in front of them.

"It was filmed in the Baltic Sea area." Tom felt very bad. "At least half a month has passed since it was reported here. I don't know how the situation is now."

Wendy took the one with the photo in her hand, and looked at it over and over.

"It's too blurry, few runes can be seen clearly. I need a higher-resolution photo." She said as she pulled out a piece of draft paper and compared it with the photos to reveal the barely visible glowing runes. Spread it on white paper.

Tom's eyelashes moved, but in the end he didn't stop: "For more information, you have to go to 'MI[-]'."

"Can Ralph apply?"

"perhaps."

Wendy waved the white paper: "Don't be nervous, this will be our shortest product development cycle." After special training in the rune in the black corridor in the inner city of Atlantis, Wendy's drive for the rune warrior The principles and control methods are well understood, and now she only needs to confirm the parts that have been deleted by the saints.

The only remaining problem is the trace of intolerance in my heart.War buries the dead and leaves the living with blood on their hands.

Wendy's so-called fast is really fast.Five days after she was granted access to the archives, the first and last lethal weapon went into production at the Riddle Factory.

The magic charging technology has become very mature after being baptized by the ghost series and the seagull series, and the work of drawing runes can be realized by the combination of machine tools.Making rune templates—filling in energy—compression shaping—applying stabilizer encapsulation—metal plating—secondary compression, the final product is small orange metal particles.

Some of them were transported to other processing plants to be mixed into explosives and missiles, and the other part was left in the Riddell Factory for further processing into special bullets.

"Magic Bomb?" Alphard, who is called the secretary-general's essential logistics minister, is very enthusiastic about this. "This time we must choose a fierce, strong and cool name. The good news is that we don't have to think about the fruit, but Wendy That name is useless..."

"Iron Nematode No. 1." Wendy said decisively, "Fierce and strong."【[-]】

Alphard: ? ? ?

Tom unconditionally seconded his own green plum on the trivial matter of naming: "It's called Ironworm No. [-]."

Alphard: Wait.What bug?Fierce and strong?

After sending away the first batch of orange bullets of "Iron Nematode No. [-]" from the factory, the little wizards returned to Hogwarts. At this time, it was less than ten days before the start of school.

"This is really the shortest product development cycle we've ever had." Before Alphard could get over his senses, Wendy and Tom began to live a peaceful campus life, as if the rune warriors on the distant battlefield had nothing to do with them .

Note [1]: Iron nematodes are mainly parasites of large arthropods such as praying mantises and locusts, which can control the behavior of their hosts to make them commit suicide.Occasionally infects the body and induces inflammation.

The author has something to say:

Don't ask me why Tom talked about marriage as soon as he opened his mouth. The old-fashioned British in the last century == after all, before sexual liberation.