Chapter 4 The Mayflower

Strait of Dover,

It is located between Britain and France, connects the island of Great Britain and the European continent from east to west, and connects the North Sea and the Atlantic Ocean from north to south. It is a famous transportation 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 approaches, the sun is no longer dazzling, and there are layers of fiery clouds on the horizon, which are extremely gorgeous, and the sea surface is also sparkling.

The seaport is still busy, with more than a hundred piers lined up on the waterfront, and countless ships from all over the world are moored in the port, loading and unloading goods continuously.

A blond boy was standing in the crowd, carrying a black suitcase, listening to the tour guide's introduction.

The tour guides were paid by tourists, but no one stopped the young man's obvious behavior of listening, because he was too handsome... Several rich women frequently made secret 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 tour guide with a Welsh accent, shaking a stick with a frilly orange pompom hanging on it, led the tourists like a nest of ducklings to a monument.

"After the evacuation of Dunkirk, the British Expeditionary Force landed at Dover Port. This is a monument erected to commemorate this great victory!"

The tour guide shouted with professional enthusiasm, while raising the pompom in her hand and drawing everyone's attention to the monument.

The Dunkirk defeat... ahem, the topic of the Great Retreat did not arouse the hatred of the German army among the group of British tourists, nor the discussion of the Führer's sudden order prohibiting the attack.

Instead, they enthusiastically discussed the French army that had retreated 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 could not capture them all in three days and three nights, and they surrendered like this... incompetent!"

"So the French always get the most votes at the United Nations because they always have their hands raised..."

The British are the originators of breast-feeding. Other countries are just copycats who are following the trend. They are already a national movement... So everyone started breast-feeding in a hurry, and the air was suddenly filled with joy.

The female tour guide led the tourists towards the next attraction, but the blond boy did not follow, which disappointed the rich women.

They blamed the priest. Not long after he climbed out of the water, he was kicked into the sea again.

Luofu carried the box and walked towards an open square. In the corner, there was a strange bronze sculpture. The nameplate below read:

"Merlin and King Arthur".

The sculpture depicts Merlin and King Arthur, both naked and struggling with each other.

Merlin lifted King Arthur up and down, preparing for a crotch strike;

King Arthur, on the other hand, was holding Merlin's root tightly, with a sword in the stone waving in his hand, as if he was going to use it to cut Merlin's life away forever.

Hey, what kind of bizarre theme is this, and why is the shape so sexy?

In front of the statue, there was a member of the British Coast Guard standing. He stared at the statue with a strange expression, and reached out to touch King Arthur's exaggerated pectoralis major.

But nothing happened.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a young man walking towards him, looking at him with strange eyes. The guard quickly retracted his hand and stammered:

"Don't get me wrong...I'm just...just...dusting."

Rolf 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 this way, but after touching the statue, they seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye. "

"Really?" Luofu shook his head and said, "I didn't see it."

The guard looked like "I am really drunk." He rubbed his eyes, frowned and said, "Strange, I saw it clearly, and I 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!"

Suddenly, the guard's eyes became distracted, his brows relaxed, and there was a dazed look on his face. He shook his head, and then slowly walked away.

"This is already the tenth time this week." The Latino wizard complained: "The entrance should not be placed at such an ugly statue."

Rolf narrowed his eyes and noticed that there was a small radio hanging on the wizard's wrist. He was listening to the wizard's program about the trial between Peter and Black earlier.

The Latino wizard, who was obviously fishing while on duty, blocked the radio with his sleeve, glanced sideways at Rove, and asked, "Are you going to take a boat?"

"That's right." Luofu took out a blue ticket from his pocket and handed it over.

The Latino wizard checked the tickets and eavesdropped on the radio. "The tickets are fine...wait, Rolf Scamander?"

"What a familiar name." The man mumbled, "I seem to have heard it there."

At this moment, cheers were faintly heard from the radio, and the host shouted in a London accent:

"Mr. Rolf Scamander captured Peter and saved an innocent soul!"

The guard looked at Luo Fe with wide eyes. This couldn't be the same name, could it? !

"It's just the same name." Seeing another group of wizards gathered around him, Luo Fu 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 appeared at a large pier.

A deep-drafted, tar-covered three-masted sailing ship was anchored at the seashore in the distance.

The Age of Discovery-style ship was magnificent and majestic, with a black and gold hull. The bow looked like a lion with one front paw raised high, and the words "Mayflower" were written on the stern.

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Rolf stood on the shore, looking at the magic ship that had been in operation for nearly four hundred years, and was also full of admiration.

He liked this kind of antique. I wonder if Sirius can buy it?

On the deck, there was a group of passengers who were admiring the sunset and waiting for the Mayflower to set sail.

A six or seven-year-old silver-haired little girl, with her butt sticking out, stared at the seagull eating bread crumbs on the deck.

She stared at the seagull for ten minutes without moving, like a wooden man, like a patient hunter, even her sister was driven away by her!

The little girl realized that the time was right. She suddenly rushed over, moving like a rabbit, extremely fast. She was fast, she was faster, she...

She stepped on the bread crumbs, her feet slipped, her body stumbled, and crashed into the side of the boat.

The seagull flew up instantly, circling in the sky, making mocking cries.

Her head was about to hit the wooden board hard, the little girl closed her eyes, and her magic suddenly rioted, her body floated up, and flew over the side of the boat...

The little girl opened her eyes in horror and found herself floating in the air. She was stunned for a moment, and the next moment she fell down.

Plop!

Splashing water!

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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(A little late, sorry, the second chapter will be at noon tomorrow.)