Harry Potter and The Invincible Bookworm

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Aaron did not answer the other person’s words, but raised his hand. A compass in an 8-sided box appeared in his hand. He opened the compass. The pointers depicted on the compass swayed disorderly, on the black and golden dials. Turn quickly.

Jack touched his waist, then widened his eyes with eyeshadow and looked at the wizard exaggeratedly.

And Aaron didn’t seem to notice Jack’s gaze. He let his palm rest on the surface of the compass, and a burst of blue light flashed. The Hallows logo, representing the power of the underworld, was engraved on the bottom of the compass. His omniscient mark is engraved on the inside of the compass flip-in fact, in the process of transforming the magic items, his omniscient mark is just a mark without any additional magic effect.

The moment Aaron put his hand back, the compass disappeared from his hand, and then he raised his staff, and the shadow came from the staff and shot towards the water in the English Channel in the distance.

But Jack’s attention was not on the magic that the other party had just used. He only felt that his belt sank slightly, and the compass had returned to its original position, even at the same skewed angle, as if it had never been. Changed.

“The wizard that made this compass is very difficult to deal with — if this person is really a wizard. It can help the Owner to guide the owner to what he wants most.” Aaron casually praised the workmanship of the compass. , But thought of the disorderly shaking pointer in his heart, he calmly continued to add: “Since I have decided to pay back the favor, I will pay it back. I will help you find some sailors who never know how tired and don’t need to pay wages. You can control them with your compass.”

“I don’t know tiredness and salary, I seem to be familiar with this thing…” Jack was interrupted by the surging sea in the distance, and he watched dozens of unknown objects swimming fast toward this side.

Pieces of gray human bodies appeared on the surface of the water before their eyes. These stiff corpses had just been exposed to the surface of the water. The flesh and blood on their bodies split apart, fell off their bodies and fell into the sea, floating on the surface of the sea, leaving only pale white. The skeleton, the Norman costumes they wore during their lifetime and the chain mail with an elongated hem hung empty on this skeleton.

It wasn’t until they were brought near the coast by the power of magic that these new student skeletons seemed to have regained their freedom. They came out of the sea mechanically, and walked slowly to the shore to approach the owner of the compass.

These corpses are Normans whose souls have gone to the underworld before Aaron has had time to absorb the souls just now. Aaron turns their left-over bodies into skeleton sailors-although this kind of lowest-level undead creatures only have the soul of the main body to go to the underworld. It can mechanically execute the commands of the compass master, but it is great for a muggle captain, even if he may have been exposed to a lot of magic circle things.

Under the motion of Aaron’s chin, Jack picked up the compass. After opening it, he seemed to be lost for a while, and then the skeletons who had been standing quietly began to raise their hands and stomped their feet. Jack crafty blinked with an unstoppable smirk and started humming the pirate tune. He raised the hand holding the compass with a touch of lady elegance, and the skeletons swayed the zhi zhi skeleton. They danced.

“You have enough time to experiment with them, but I suggest that you clearly divide the work for each on the boat, don’t explain that they need too many steps and autonomy to complete…” Aaron said, suddenly stopped, and he passed the shadow 3 eyes Crow understood the situation in the north, “Then, Captain Jack, I think it’s almost time to say goodbye.”

After giving the order to make these skeletons climb on the repaired sailing boat, Jack put the compass back on his waist, and then untied a dirty-looking dark green glass wine bottle from behind his belt. He bit open the cork first. After taking a big sip, he took a scent of oak with a cork, the fruity aroma of rum and the rotten taste of the pirate’s bad teeth. He threw the bottle to Aaron with some 5 notes. Incomplete singing sang: “Drink this cup, no worries nor worries, YOHO.”

Aaron, who is a bit of a cleanliness, felt that he really wanted to take a sip. He let the wine fly out of the bottle and took a big sip-although obviously doing so can actually only provide a certain comfort.

However, as if being reminded by rum, Aaron took out a wooden box potion ointment from his pocket and threw it to the opponent as if he had only remembered it.

“What good thing is this again?” Jack held the wooden box greedily and sniffed.

“It’s indeed a good thing-applying it to the affected area once can treat your syphilis, but it has no preventive effect, so don’t waste it.” Aaron, who dropped the empty wine bottle, pointed to the same long bleeding scab on his chin. After the district finished answering, after exploring the other person’s thoughts, he added, “If you want to repay the favor, go to the Holy Roman Empire to have a few more children when you are free, especially if you meet a girl surnamed Grindelwald time……”

“Aye,” Jack spread out his hands, shrugged his shoulders and squeezed his mouth. He agreed to the request that made him feel a little absurd. Then he glanced at the wine bottle dropped by Aaron on the ground and said: “Someone told me To live does not mean to live forever, Harris, the key is to live out yourself forever.”

After speaking, Jack pointed his hand to Aaron’s heart. Aaron waved his hand to say goodbye to the pirate nodded, and disappeared when he stepped into the shadow.

A few minutes later, on this black Galen three-masted ship, Captain Jack stroked the grip on his rudder and smiled, and then suddenly realized that his action was a bit misunderstood, somewhat indecent, and turned his own. Eyeballs looked at the skeletons all around him with some worry, in case they made any strange expressions-and then realized that they were different from the undead he had met and provoked before at sea, and had no mind.

Jack sighed in relief and took out his compass. Although he could control it without uttering a sound at all, he still roared out, “Stop your place, you wretched dogs! Get ready to turn the sails! Now… let us drive far away!” Looking at the skeletons in their positions under control, he whispered in his own voice, “The free one.”

“Outright villain, let’s swig brothers! YOHO!”

Following the five-tone song in Jack’s mouth, who was twisting and holding the rudder, and the direction indicated by the compass in his hand, the black ship also moved toward Southwest, and the ship was eventually lost in the English Channel. The silhouette of a sailing ship that does not belong to this era.