Chapter 249 The Mayflower
Dover Strait,
Between Britain and France, it connects the British Isle and the European continent from east to west, and runs through the North Sea and the Atlantic Ocean from north to south. It is a famous traffic artery.
The unique geographical location also makes the Strait of Dover one of the seaways with the largest cargo volume in the world. Similarly, the Port of Dover is also the busiest port in the UK.
As dusk approached, the sun was no longer glaring, and there were layers of burning clouds in the sky, which were extremely gorgeous, and the sea against which was also shimmering.
The harbor is still busy, with more than a hundred piers lining the waterfront, and countless ships from all over the world are moored in the port, continuously loading and unloading goods.
A blond boy was carrying a black suitcase, standing in the crowd, listening to the tour guide's introduction with his ears sideways.
The tour guides are hired by tourists, but no one drives away the obvious behavior of the young man, because he is so handsome... Several rich women are frequently giving glances.
The more enthusiastic one was a priest, but when passing by a pier, he was "accidentally" kicked into the sea by fierce rich women.
A female guide with a Welsh accent, waving a stick with a frilly orange pom-pom hanging from it, leads a nest of duckling-like tourists to a monument.
"After the Dunkirk evacuation, the British Expeditionary Force landed from the port of Dover. This is a monument erected to commemorate this great victory!"
shouted the tour guide with professional enthusiasm, while raising the pom-pom in her hand, drawing the eyes of the crowd to the monument.
The Dunkirk defeat... Ahem, the topic of the great retreat did not arouse the group of British tourists, their hatred of the German army, and the discussion of the Führer's sudden order to prohibit the attack.
Instead, they heatedly discussed the French army retreating from Dunkirk together.
"At that time, there were still 40,000 French troops who had no time to evacuate, and all of them were captured... Even 40,000 pigs, the German army couldn't catch them all in three days and three nights, so they just voted... Incompetent!"
"So the French always get the most votes at the UN because they always have their hands up..."
Breastfeeding method, the British are the originator, other countries are at most just following the trend, they are already a national movement... So, everyone started breastfeeding in a hurry, and the air was suddenly full of joy.
The female guide led the tourists towards the next scenic spot, but the blond boy didn't follow, which disappointed the rich women.
They attributed the reason to the priest, who had just climbed out of the water and was kicked into the sea again.
Rove carried the box and walked towards an open square. In the corner, there was a strange bronze sculpture with a nameplate below it that read:
"Merlin and King Arthur".
The sculpture depicts Merlin and King Arthur, both naked and naked, grappling with each other.
Merlin lifted King Arthur head to foot, ready to hit him from the hip;
King Arthur, on the other hand, was holding Merlin's roots tightly, and there was a sword in the stone waving in his hand, as if he wanted to raise the knife and drop it to help Merlin cut him forever.
Gan, what kind of bizarre theme is this, why is the shape so ugly?
In front of the sculpture stood a member of the British Coast Guard. He stared at the statue with a strange face, and reached out to touch King Arthur's flamboyant pectoralis major.
But nothing happened.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a young man approaching, looking at him with strange eyes. The guard quickly withdrew his hand and stammered:
"Don't get me wrong...I'm just...just...dusting."
Rove raised his eyebrows.
"Okay," the guard hesitated for a moment, glanced around, and asked in a low voice, "Did you just see a group of strangely dressed people walking towards this side, but after touching the statue, they seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye."
"Really?" Rove shook his head and said, "I didn't see it."
The guard showed an expression of "I'm really drunk". He rubbed his eyes, frowned and said, "It's strange, I clearly saw it, and I really can't drink fake wine."
At this moment, a Latino wizard suddenly appeared. He pointed his wand at the guard and said loudly, "Forget everything!"
Immediately, the guard's eyes became slack, his brows loosened, and a dazed expression appeared on his face. He shook his head, and then walked slowly into the distance.
"It's already the tenth this week." The Latin wizard complained, "The entrance should not be placed at such an ugly statue."
Rove narrowed his eyes. He noticed a small radio hanging on the wizard's wrist. He was listening to the wizard's program about the trial of Peter and Blake earlier.
The Latino wizard, apparently fishing for work, covered the radio with his sleeve, squinted at Rove, and asked, "Are you going on a boat?"
"That's right." Rove took out a blue ticket from his pocket and handed it over.
A Latino wizard eavesdrops on the radio while checking tickets. "Tickets are fine... wait, Rolf Scamander?"
"It's a very familiar name." The man muttered, "I seem to have heard it there."
At this moment, cheers were faintly coming from the radio, and the host shouted in a London accent:
"Mr Rolf Scamander has captured Peter and saved an innocent soul!"
The guard stared at Rove with wide eyes. This can't be the same name, right? !
"It's just the same name." Seeing a group of wizards surrounding him, Rove hurriedly picked up the ticket, reached out to touch the statue, and disappeared into the air.
When the boy opened his eyes again, he found that he had already appeared on a large pier.
On the distant seashore, a three-masted sailing ship with a deep draft and a hull covered in tar was moored.
The ship in the style of the Age of Discovery was gorgeous and majestic, with a black and gold hull, the prow of the ship looked like a lion raising its front paw, and the words "Mayflower" were written on the stern.
Rove stood on the shore, looking at the magic ship that has been in operation for nearly four hundred years, and was also full of admiration.
He just likes this kind of antiques. I wonder if Sirius can buy them?
On the deck, there was a group of passengers admiring the Huoshaoyun while waiting for the Mayflower to set sail.
A six or seven-year-old girl with silver hair pouted her buttocks and stared at the seagull eating bread crumbs on the deck.
She remained motionless like a wooden man watching seagulls for ten minutes, like a patient hunter, even her sister was beaten away by her!
The little girl sensed that the timing was good, she rushed over suddenly, moving like a rabbit, extremely fast, she was very fast, she was faster, she...
Stepping on bread crumbs, his feet slipped, his body staggered, and he slammed into the side of the boat.
The seagull flew up in an instant, circled in the sky, and made a mocking cry.
The little girl was about to slam her head against the plank, and the little girl closed her eyes tightly. She suddenly had a magical riot, and her body floated up, flying past the side of the ship...
The little girl opened her eyes in horror, and found that she was floating in mid-air. She was in a daze, and the next moment she fell down.
Plop!
Splash!
Rove was standing on the shore, admiring the words Mayflower, when he heard the sound of water splashing in his ears.
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(It's a bit late, sorry, Chapter 2 at noon tomorrow.)