I swung a sword at Hogwarts

John finally touched Zou Wu's fang, and under his palm, some of the Witch King's magic was planted in the fang.

"Go, my friend. I have never given you a name. If you like, I will call you Red Peony."

The peony-like tail brushed across John's cheek. Zou Wu liked this name.

It looked back every few steps, looking at John reluctantly, but it had to stop.

Finally, he stepped out of the tall tower and walked into an unblocked passage.

That was a privilege bestowed by the Witch King upon his Zouwu friends as a mercy.

John watched Zou Wu leave, and Tom sat down at John's feet.

One person and one dog, empty and lonely.

This tower, like the castle in the sky, only belongs to them.

...

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

A submarine is slowly sinking.

The sound waves sent the message back to the radar.

A British naval lieutenant commander was leisurely making himself a cup of coffee.

He added three sugar cubes to the coffee and stirred it leisurely.

Don’t think that life in a submarine is that tough; as long as you can overcome the narrow space, it can be your own resort.

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

Except for every time they need to surface for supplies, they usually 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 his love of coffee, the lieutenant colonel was often teased.

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

"It's another peaceful day. Let us praise this peace." The lieutenant colonel ground his coffee by hand again and made a cup of coffee.

Smelling the aroma of oil oozing 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 alert was later lifted, making the world peaceful again.

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

Even if the president is replaced, they may not know.

The comfortable lieutenant colonel came to his own seat, turned on the TV and watched the programs that interested him.

That's his day.

"Sir, I think you need to see this."

A soldier spoke hesitantly.

"Well, let's see if it's a shark or something."

We are now 500 meters underwater, and it is only a coincidence that we encounter some marine life that can be scanned by the radar.

However, sonar can help these fish avoid the area, so there is usually no major risk of accidents.

Coming to the console, Commander Coffee took a look.

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

What was weird was that the thing was 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 yelled, "Everyone, get ready for battle!"

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

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

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

When submarines meet, it is a major crisis.

Commander Coffee immediately contacted to inquire about the identity of the submarine.

As 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 previously so close to him disappeared without a trace.

"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 went without a trace."

This sentence made everyone feel as if they were seeing some weird talk.

ghost?

Sitting in a submarine made with cutting-edge human technology, saying such ridiculous words.

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

This incident became a legend in the navy.

A submarine codenamed 'Ghost'.

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

...

“I’m still a little unskilled in controlling it.”

In the dark submarine, a soul lamp with a faint burning flame hangs on this submarine loaded with high 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 pulled out and threw onto the island.

John changed its name to Trident.

Use magical technology to reactivate the submarine.

"This is a trident that serves as a wizard's underwater power. It needs to be loaded with more magical technology."

John needed someone to be the sword bearer of the ocean, the castle in the sky, the fortress of the sea.

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

John pressed his hands to the floor of the submarine, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils.

"Let me give you a unique life."

A magic circle covered the submarine.

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

In the soul lamp, a confused-looking navy man appeared.

John raised his hand, "Soul, come back."

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

The entire console turned into a dark blue crystal, and the space inside the submarine expanded.

The submarine sank heavily to the bottom of the ocean, various metals extending out from its belly.

The materials on the seabed converge towards this side, turning the entire submarine into a huge underwater fortress.

The fortress moves every seven days and no one can capture its location.

After finishing everything, John withdrew his hands and looked up at the sailors.

"It seems that you are not yet familiar with turning into ghosts." John pulled out his wand and said casually, "But you will get used to it soon."

"who are you?"

Their memories stayed at the moment they were attacked by the fire dragon.

Seeing John in front of them, they were confused.

"I am a wizard and your master."

John tapped the control desk with the Elder Wand. "This will be your workplace from now on."

"As a soldier, you should accept orders."

John chuckled and said, "Dear Trident soldiers."

A sailor screamed and looked at his chest, where a mark belonging to the Witch King was branded.

"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 already abandoned you."

John waved and the TV lit up.

It automatically switched to the American channel, and on every channel, there was no news about the group of soldiers who sank to the bottom of the sea while fighting against the dragon of destruction.

They couldn't believe that they had disappeared without a trace.

"As a person from that country, you should know very well that they will not admit to anything that is not allowed to be seen in public."

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 hard for the soldiers to accept this. They had fought for their country until their death, but this was the result.

My country, to which I am loyal, why do you disappoint me?

There was confusion in the rear admiral's 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 telephone hanging on the wall and asked, "Give me your home number, soldier."

The major general thought of something and his voice trembled as he spoke his home number.

John typed it in and dialed.

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

"Hello?" A familiar voice came from the other end.

It was his wife, but the voice sounded haggard.

"It's me, Mia." The major general pursed his lips, trying hard not to cry.

At this moment, all the soldiers in the fortress were not looking at that place.

"James, is that you?" his wife whispered. "They won't let me find you."

James knew who they were. He said with a complicated expression, "This is a secret that cannot be known to others."

When the wife got news from her husband again, the fatigue in her voice disappeared.

The call lasted five minutes before the call was disconnected. John said, "You can call your family, but there is one thing I need to remind you."

"If the government knew that your family members were talking to the dead, I don't think it would be a good thing."

Unexpectedly, the person who allowed him to hear the voices of his family was actually his former enemy.