HP Wendy's crossing running account

The summer vacation in 1940 seemed endlessly long.

Wendy thought it was too much for Hogwarts to be closed one month earlier in mid-May, but only after returning to the Muggle world did she know that one-third of the schools south of London had already closed classes.

Just a few days later, the defense lines of the British and French allied forces on the European continent were completely defeated, and 40 troops were besieged by German tanks in a small port.Then there was the famous Dunkirk retreat. The British navy and coastal civilian ships carried 34 of them back to the British Isles with torpedoes, bombers and tanks.

No matter how successful the retreat is, it cannot cover up the fact of defeat.

As the wounded were transported into London in batches, the whole city was completely shrouded in the shadow of war.

The Wall Orphanage was urgently requisitioned for 6 days to accommodate several wounded soldiers who could not be accommodated by nearby hospitals.Among the wounded soldiers were two Frenchmen, tall and dark-eyed, a little handsome, and they spoke bad English with big tongues.

The children in the orphanage scrambled to deliver meals to the wounded soldiers, and they especially liked talking to the cheerful French.The orphans' world is really limited and boring, and they can only see the square sky inside the courtyard wall all day long.The arrival of the wounded soldiers seemed to allow them to see a whole new world, a world composed of planes, tanks, fortresses, oceans and wilderness.Even though there is lingering pain and despair in this world, it still cannot stop the children's yearning for it.

"I'm going to join the army," Billy said. "I'm going to fight the Germans."

"Don't be silly, kid." The janitor, Uncle Kent, slapped him on the back of the head. "The British army doesn't accept minors, at least not at this stage."

In short, with the overwhelming mobilization posters, the flames of war really reached Britain.The situation is like magma swallowing a mountain, and there are new changes every day: Hitler's persuasion letter came, and Churchill's response was an impassioned speech.

Wendy and Tom sat behind the high iron fence of the orphanage, and together with thousands of British people, they listened to the Prime Minister's voice from the loudspeaker on the street:

"We will fight in France, we will fight on the seas, we will fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we will defend our homeland no matter what the cost, we will fight on the beaches, we will fight Fight on the enemy's landing grounds, we will fight in the fields and in the streets, we will fight in the mountains. We will never surrender..."

Six days later, the Germans captured Paris.

The total fall of Western Europe means that Britain will be directly exposed to the fangs of the Nazis.

Wendy saw little Ralph again the day after the Nazis entered Paris.He is still wearing a bright suit and hair that looks like he has used three liters of pomade.He stood alone in the sun with a smile, as if surrounded by a dreamy halo, as if the fact that the British army was defeated in France did not affect him. "I'll pick you up and leave."

After thinking for a moment, Tom rejected him: "Under the current situation, I feel that the wizarding world is safer. My classmates can provide us with a place to live."

"Okay." Little Ralph shrugged, "But I want to use the wisdom of the little princess. Miss Wendy Carter, although you rejected me at Christmas, I have always reserved your place in my military factory .”

Wendy pinched the skirt.She is hesitating.

"I have always believed that every citizen has the duty to fight for his country."

"Ralph," Tom stood in front of Wendy, "if a 13-year-old girl can't fight for her motherland, who can blame her?"

Ralph ignored Tom, and looked persistently into Wendy's blue eyes: "But you have this ability."

Wendy lowered her eyelids under his intense gaze. "I will think about it."

She needs to re-examine the meaning of war and homeland.

Before Wendy cleaned up her messy emotions, she waited for the day of moving.

It was still a fine day, with summer heat and the scent of daisies.Wendy wore a long-sleeved linen dress with two long braids pulled into two loops behind the ears.She no longer lugged a bulky suitcase, but instead used a small handbag with a space-expanding spell.Magic textbooks, black leather notebooks, quill pens, ink, Muggle books, design drawings, clothes inside and out, small jewelry and souvenirs, a few packets of biscuits, drinking water, a small medicine box... She packed the packed luggage together After casting the shrinking spell, he put it in the handbag, and finally put the fir wand in it.

Tom is faster than her, with a white shirt and black trousers, and a black schoolbag on his back.Virgil hovered above his head, occasionally dropping docilely on his shoulder to beg for a bite of bread.Tom has always believed that an owl that needs a cage is not a good owl. In short, he would never do the thing of running away with a cage.Virgil has wings and a brain, why can't he fly by himself?

The children of the orphanage were pasting can paper, and the older girls joined the orderlies in sewing backpacks.These small jobs are organized by the community to lighten the load on factories and add bricks to the front lines.The number of children in the orphanage has increased again, but the income is still the same as before. Although the income from simple labor is microblogged, it adds up.

Come to say goodbye to Mrs. Cole on this day, besides Tom and Wendy, there are also Charlie and Jack.Both of them looked like young people, wearing new military uniforms without military ranks.

"Oh, are you... Tom?" Jack said first, "I'm Jack, do you remember? You were a little bean when I left here, and you're almost as tall as me now !” He elbowed Tom, in a manner that was both rough and intimate. "That's Charlie."

Tom nodded reservedly: "I remember you, the confinement record you created in the Wall Orphanage has not been broken so far."

"Haha!" The two former troublemakers and now punks looked at each other and laughed.

"You look like a very classy person now, Tom," said Charlie slowly. "You don't look like you're begging us to take you out to play."

Tom refused to discuss the black history before the age of five with them, and forcibly changed the subject. "Are you going to join the army? The current... this situation?"

"Of course," said Jack nonchalantly. "We're not rich enough to squeeze onto a Canadian passenger ship. The upper classes can escape, and we've got nowhere to go but the British Empire."

Wendy stood aside and looked at the two unfamiliar yet familiar older children.She remembers them, being unadopted for being naughty, or maybe once adopted, but returned soon after.They left the orphanage as adults to work in factories to support themselves, sweating at get off work and squandering at work.They still hang out, fight, drink, hang out with some self-deprecating girls.They have no relatives, and when they are on the battlefield, only the director of the orphanage can say goodbye.

"We'll probably go to Africa, or Southeast Asia." Charlie said, "I can't tell, it's the tropics anyway. Don't show such an expression, ma'am. It's just a waste of food for scum like us to stay in the country. Come on." The battlefield may still be able to get out of the way."

Mrs. Cole wiped her reddish eyes and resumed her usual cold expression.

Two recruits walked out of the place where they grew up, stepping on half-new military shoes, shoulder to shoulder.It was so far away that Jack could still be seen waving his military cap excitedly.Such a bright smile almost stings people's eyes.

Aunt Nancy burst into tears, her fat nose glistening red.Mrs. Cole hugged her: "It's okay, the children have grown up, they just, grown up." After Nancy stopped crying, Mrs. Cole turned her gaze to Wendy: "You guys go too. The rear is good, the rear is safe." Then he said to Tom: "Take care of her."

Wendy hugged the two female elders one by one, and then walked out behind Tom.The sun hit the face head-on, and it seemed to make every cell of the skin open.What a fine weather, fine weather for air combat.

"Your friend, those twins, Bill and Pol? That's their name. Are they also in the army?" Wendy asked suddenly.

Wendy never cared about military politics, but since she asked, Tom didn't hide anything: "They are the Royal Air Force reserve, except for Bill, Pol, and Jon. According to the current loss rate of the Air Force, it should be soon Will go to war. At least they are still journeymen."

"Has the Air Force reached the point where it's using minors?"

"They are 17 years old, and Jon's birthday is next month. The pilots who have been trained since childhood will go to the battlefield at a younger age. The most important thing is that the Nazi navy is not good. If you want to cross the strait and start a war with Britain, you must It was the plane that cleared the way. By then, the Air Force's losses cannot be overestimated."

Wendy was silent.

Tom squinted at her: "If you want to contact little Ralph, Virgil can help you."

The black owl uttered a crisp cry in response.

"Actually, you've already made up your mind, haven't you?"

Yeah, maybe I've already made up my mind.In two lifetimes, I have naturally been on the side of anti-fascism. "The preliminary finished product will be available in two days. It will take at least ninety days for large-scale industrial production."

"What is it?"

Wendy pursed her lips and quickened her pace: "Invisibility paint. To be precise, it is magical invisibility paint. I hope to produce it in a Muggle military factory."

"It's a breach of confidentiality."

"Grindelwald has openly cooperated with Hitler."

"No, no, I didn't mean to stop you." Tom grinned, "I like the idea."

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The small class on the history of World War II started.