Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald sat facing each other, and the atmosphere in the room was a little stiff, and even the portraits of the headmasters on the surrounding walls were breathless.

The headmaster's room was silent, neither Dumbledore nor Grindelwald spoke, both of them had the same worry in their eyes, but the difference was that Dumbledore's face had a hint of guilt, while Grindelwald's face became more and more gloomy.

"Gellert, I—" Dunbubley finally couldn't help but speak, but Grindelwald unceremoniously interrupted him.

"Albus, I'll just ask you one question......"

Taking a deep breath, Grindelwald roared:

"Are you demented?"

......

If it weren't for the fact that the boy's robe in front of him looked so decent on this generally poorly clothed, dirty-and tatter dock, Hahns would have been ready to give the order to arrest him directly.

Hahns had never seen such a strange person.

Just standing there, the boy was out of place with everything around him, his robes were too neat and clean compared to the others in the port, and they were definitely worth a lot of money from the point of view of the fabric.

His face was too white and tender, his teeth were too neat, and his hair was even more conspicuous—

No man of his age had pure white hair.

And this kind of white, which is completely different from the old white, faintly reflects the silver light in the sun.

However, despite his strange clothes, the boy's neat appearance and handsome appearance made Hanes, who had always considered himself the best in Port Real except for Brigadier Norrington, a little ashamed.

Come to think of it, if the boy were targeted by the traffickers who should be hanged, and sold to some unnamed social place in London, he would definitely be the number one there.

I heard that some of the big men in London liked this tone, and even he was a little moved by the boy's face.

Shaking his head, Hahns quickly banished the dangerous thought from his mind.

It's not that he's afraid of being bent, but the boy in front of him is obviously not a civilian in terms of appearance or clothing.

God knows which aristocratic child the boy is, maybe his parents are being guests at the brigadier promotion ceremony.

As for this strange dress, I heard that those nobles from London have some quirks, maybe they like to dress up their children like this.

Thinking of this, Hahns no longer dared to think anything about a nobleman, not to mention that he was already a captain, but even Brigadier General Norrington and Governor Swan had to treat those nobles from London with courtesy.

Hahns speculated that the child of a noble family who had come to attend the brigadier promotion ceremony might have gone missing.

It is estimated that the boy's family is about to go crazy at this time, and if he sends people back, he may be left behind to attend the ceremony, and even get some benefits.

He was ready to do that, but the problem was ......

Looking at the three pendants on Carl's body, Hahns struggled again.

The crow and the owl were fine, but the little red creature with a pair of bat-wings on the boy's chest was not much different from the legendary dragon no matter how you looked at it.

It's just that it's much smaller, no, it's not comparable at all.

Maybe it's just hatched and hasn't grown yet?

Hahns' train of thought was a bit off.

Forcing himself to believe that the creature on the boy's chest was nothing more than an unknown species that his parents had paid a lot of money to get from some unknown island, Hahns was about to persuade the boy to go with him.

However, at that moment, the one, well, the creature that resembled a little dragon suddenly gnawed at him, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

Then......

Oh my God, I vomited Mars.

Hahns felt that he must not have slept well last night, or he would not have been dreaming like he was still dreaming.

But, as a trained Royal Navy officer, Hahns knew he wasn't dreaming.

"Young sir, I think you'd better explain what it is?"

Hahns held the flintlock pistol in his hand and looked nervously at Carl.

At that moment, Hahns suddenly remembered something.

He'd heard of a kind of person who dressed as weirdly as the boy in front of him.

And I heard that many of these people like to disguise themselves as children, but in fact, the soul inside doesn't know how old they are.

Maybe this boy is such a person.

An old monster who looks like a boy?

Well, Hahns admits that he usually has a bit of a mess of miscellaneous books that he usually reads idle.

But he didn't notice that right in front of him, the boy's expression began to gnash his teeth for some reason.

Banishing this unreliable idea from his head, Hahns was ready to control the person first.

If it was the child of a noble family, I thought that if he brought people back, the boy's family would forgive him for his rudeness because of his kindness, if not.....

He didn't want to keep thinking about it.

Secretly, he gave the adjutant next to him a look.

The adjutant understood, and hurriedly beckoned the Royal Navy soldiers behind him to surround Carl.

At that moment, Hahns' eyes widened.

This time, instead of sparks, the dragon-like creature spewed out of its mouth, but real flames.

Oh, my God!

Now, Hahns really felt like he might be dreaming, and this time, he felt like he was about to pass out.

Then, with a plop, he literally passed out.

......

Reproachfully patting the dragon on the head, Carl plucked the dragon from his chest, opened his wizard's robes, and put the dragon in his pocket.

Then, he withdrew his wand back into his sleeve and looked up at the sky with a grim face.

He had no idea about the Royal Navy soldiers around him who had been put down and the dockers and sailors who were in an uproar further away.

The sailor who had been pulled by him for questioning had been frightened away from him, and the dock clerk was also scared away, but the bearded man from before was still standing not far away looking at this side.

Jack Sparrow, oh yes, plus the captain.

Carl glanced at the man, he didn't react just now, if it was normal, he might still get acquainted.

But now, he was no longer in the mood.

Just now, at the moment when he used the stun charm to bring down the Royal Navy soldiers around him who wanted to come up and grab him, he suddenly sensed something.

There seems to be something in the sky.

For a long time, Carl kept this move.

And his actions made everyone who was looking at him from afar a little inexplicable, and then looked up at the sky.

However, all I saw was the blue sky and white clouds, and the sun was shining.

Clear skies and unobstructed views.