Vol 2 Chapter 639: Cotton Jack

This guy dressed like a pirate captain held one hand on the mast of the ship, with the other hand at the waist, his body swayed slightly with the shaking of the ship, and his eyes looked rebellious and neurotic while looking at the distance. Suddenly, he looked down at the boat, as if only then realized that his boat was flooding.
The pirate immediately took a rope and jumped into the ship. He quickly picked up a deep-mouthed earthen jar with a round belly, scooped up the water in the ship with his teeth and splashed it outward. As the other party approached, Allen looked at the man with various jewelry and a shriveled woman's head on his belt from the cliff. He was a little surprised to find that in addition to the difference in skin tone, hair color and temperament, Speaking of his facial features, they are almost exactly the same as the photos of Gettler Grindelwald in his middle age.
The boat seeped more and more water, swayed, and gradually leaned toward the White Cliffs of Dover. The round-bellied crock he used to scoop out the sea was already floating on the water. The captain had already given up his plan to continue scooping water out. Climbed up the mast.
He stood in the half-length position of the pole, holding the top of the mast in one hand, leaning forward slightly, looking at the White Cliffs of Dover, in a posture like an admiral who had just returned from victory.
Before the ship was about to sink completely, the mast just dropped to a reef. The sailor raised his right foot just right. Waiting for the sinking of the wooden ship, he just stepped on it. He shook his body slightly and tidied it up. The clothes on his body, then pinched orchid fingers, stroked his little braided beard, swaggered to other rocks, accidentally fell a pier because of the slippery rock, he stood up again grinning and rubbing his butt. Then a little wretched and nervously, he looked around, as if he was sure that no one was seeing it. Finally, he sighed in relief and reset his hat, and continued to jump towards the shore.
This somewhat raunchy pirate captain's posture seemed a bit sissy and wandering. Suddenly, he stopped moving forward, his slightly open arms shook his body, and the laughing expression on his face solidified-Allen, who was full of unkindness on the cliff, was standing not far away from him, observing Following him, the pirate captain tilted his head slightly to the left, nodded his head with his index and middle fingers, and then quickly stretched it out in the direction of Allen and saluted.
Alan on the cliff nodded to the captain, and just stepped forward to float towards him. Unexpectedly, the captain, who had just smiled calmly and saluted, suddenly turned around, his arms spread out and swayed like he was conducting a symphony, swinging and leaning a little later A few gold teeth were exposed from his open mouth, and he screamed sharply, "Ahhhhh~~" and ran wildly.
It’s a pity that there is no rope on the White Cliffs of Dover and no place to hide for climbing. The captain shook his head and rolled his eyes, his arms accelerated, but soon he leaned back and stopped staggeringly. While running, Allen, who had fallen far behind him, suddenly emerged from the shadow of a rock in front of him.
"Oh~~~Okay, I surrender, I surrender!" The pirate captain raised his hands, pretending to look at Ellen with ease, and moved slowly to a large rock next to him, motioning Ellen with his eyes. He would wait in that wider place.
Alan put on a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of interest in the other party's inquiry. He nodded slightly to express his agreement with the other party's behavior.
After the pirate captain moved to the big rock, he quickly pulled out the short musket from his belt and pointed it at Alan, who had already been a certain distance away from him. His eyes showed a bit fierce but with a smirk on his face, wrinkled his nose, and with a "click", he loaded the hammer of the flintlock rifle, raised the muzzle slightly, and aimed it at Alan's chest. "Sir, you will always remember that today you almost caught Captain Jack."
"Are you shameless?" Seeing the other party's clever skill and joking expression, Allen couldn't help but laugh out loud. He had just captured the mind of the pirate captain and made it clear to the pirate captain in front of him. Just cooperate with the other party's performance.
"Pirate~~~" The pirate captain trembled with a funny tail tone, his eyes raised slightly, showing a bit of cunning and a bit of pride.
Alan grinned at the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and continued to float towards him.
"Hey, stop, wizard, see what I have in my hand, Savvy?" The pirate captain's muzzle shook, warning.
Allen raised his eyebrows, ignored the other's warning and dangerous eyes, and continued to walk towards him.
With a "bang", a silver round lead bullet shot from the stubby muzzle and hit Alan's heart precisely, even though he was actually aiming at Alan's head.
But as the bullet approached, a force field shield formed by the shadow suddenly appeared in front of Allen, which made this completely magical bullet disappear without a trace without even making a sound, if it wasn't for the pirate captain. The musket was still in smoke, as if it had never appeared in this world.
"Bugger!" The pirate captain's smile solidified, and then he immediately threw the gun aside wisely, hugged his head in his hands and squatted down, saying that he really surrendered and gave up resistance, "I think we can have a good talk! "
"John Jack Lakeham-Cotton Jack, I know you broke into here after you died with the North Sea Giant Monster during your voyage." Allen has obtained enough information, and the pirate in front of him is him. When he reached the big ship to Durmstrang, it was the legendary Muggle character mentioned by Captain Cosby. After he and his ship died with a North Sea monster Kraken, they were brought to the vortex created by the previous sea monster. This era, and then, because of the storm created by Allen just now, the hull that was already riddled with holes could no longer withstand the pressure and began to sink, and he himself managed to escape using a lifeboat.
In addition, he knows that if he calls the other party with another more well-known surname, Alan, who may receive a letter from the attorney of the US Ministry of Magic, only intends to call the other party by his original name.
"You forgot to add the captain." Despite his disadvantage, he put down his hands on his head in a self-introducing pose, smiled and emphasized his title, "Call me Captain Jack."
"Then I think I will remember that today, Captain Jack almost escaped." With a somewhat artificial British accent, Allen looked at the pirate's face that was almost the same as Grindelwald, and observed that the other party showed a completely different appearance. His temperament, finally fixed his gaze on the small blood scab hidden on the chin next to his beard, "My name is Alan Harris, I am indeed a wizard, but don't worry-actually I have suffered you... …It should be regarded as the favor of one of your distant relatives. Since I was fortunate enough to run into it, I will treat him as a favor."
Hearing that Captain Jack tried to get himself up, seeing that Alan had no objection, he realized that the other party didn't need to deceive himself, which allowed him to fully regain his former freedom.
Allen let his staff stand upside down. He ignored the chaotic soul inside, cast a prophecy, probing spell on the crystal ball and started divination, "You and your ship came here together... you Luck seems to have been good, it happened to be within the range of my flying curse."
Jack's eyes widened incredibly, and the eyeballs were slightly downward, revealing a funny look of large whites of eyes, causing Allen to shake his head and chuckle.
Without intending to explain more to the other party, Allen waved his right hand and drew symbols in the air.
After a long while, countless large and small fragments flew from above the sea surface, and countless fragments flew around ~ EbookFREE.me~ They quickly gathered and spliced ​​on the sea surface, and the keel of the ship began to recover, showing a huge hull skeleton. These fragments covered the keel to form a layered deck. The broken planks and outer armor were restored into a whole piece. The spliced ​​pieces were bent into the shape of a ship to form the hull and broken sails. , Was restored intact as before, the hemp rope stretched out and rolled, binding them back to their original positions, and soon, a black galen three-masted sailboat appeared in front of them.
"Well, what it still needs is—cleaning up and swept away by the whirlwind..." Allen’s staff pointed at the three-masted ship, and under the spell, all the stains on the huge three-masted ship And dry hard blood scabs and dirt stained on the bottom of the sea have been cleaned up.
Jack looked at the black ship that was restored to its new state with affection, and then looked at Allen and bowed to him exaggeratedly, "Mr. Harris, I have to thank you for my ship. I have seen ancient times at sea. People...can you bring me back to the era of navigation? If you don’t belong to this era as I guess."
"Unfortunately, even if I risk using the anti-hour reversal spell on you, after sending you to the future, you will age rapidly-because you come to this era without any protection against the power of time." Allen shrugged , And explained the reason why he couldn't send him back to the Muggle captain in front of him.
The pirate looked a little depressed. He gestured with exaggerated gestures, and said in a different serious tone before: "We go wherever we want. This is the true meaning of the ship, do you understand? It's not just a keel. There is a hull, a deck, and a few sails necessary for the ship. This is just the structure of the ship. The real meaning of the ship is freedom-but I don’t think I can get sailors to drive her in this era. ."