Cardcaptor at Hogwarts

"If this goes on, I might as well ride the flying broom and follow Xiao Hei!"

"It's the fastest now, Mr. Sothoth. Our original plan was to turn around halfway as soon as the news of the battle came over."

Faced with Yug's accusation, the staff of the Egyptian Ministry of Magic shook their heads helplessly:

"So it's faster for you to go by yourself or find the black dragon now."

"If I can find the way, would I still take your ship?"

Yug stood on the deck and looked ahead helplessly. He could see nothing except the vast blue waves.

In the past, he always flew over the highlands of England and flew to the wrong place, not to mention the vast ocean--

Based on his understanding of himself, if he set off on a flying broom alone now, he might not know which continent he would be on when he saw land later.

Not to mention Yug, who was about to be scolded, the protagonist of this assessment, Japan, was really going to be scolded.

"Damn! It was said that there were only more than a hundred people. What's going on now?!"

Looking at the red dot on the radar, the admiral of the Japanese navy, oh no, the Maritime Self-Defense Force, really cursed.

Then he looked at the wizard beside him:

"Minister Sugawara, please help intercept these troops!"

The original plan was to stop everyone directly at sea and keep the enemy out, but now this situation is obviously unlikely to be done.

"General Hayata, don't panic, we will cooperate with you to launch a counterattack."

Minister Sugawara seemed calm in the initial surprise:

"It seems that the main force sent by China is the Muggle army. I wonder what the main forces of the other two parties will be..."

"Something is coming from the sea."

In the cabin of a ship, a monk who was meditating with his eyes closed suddenly spoke, and at the same time, people on several other ships also discovered something in their own way.

The monk opened his eyes and was about to stand up, looking at the people around him who were getting excited after hearing this, shook his head, and closed his eyes again.

I was too slow to attack, and I probably wouldn't have a chance to attack. I'd better wait until I reach the Japanese mainland.

"Hmm? Good man, what is this?"

A group of practitioners stood on the deck, looking at the black figure that appeared in the distance with the huge waves.

The huge waves pushed the ship, and although it didn't cause the huge hull to capsize, it still caused some turbulence. Fortunately, for many practitioners, no matter which school or sect, Zhuanggong is the entry foundation, so everyone can still look at the figure without being affected.

Under the shadow of the waves, it can be vaguely seen that the thing exposed above the sea is a sticky and smooth black head, and the outline of a human head can be vaguely seen, but

"According to the records of Japan, it should be a monster called Umibozu?"

A well-informed Confucian scholar drew his bow and told the people around him:

"But why do I have a strong sense of déjà vu, as if I have seen something similar somewhere..."

"Umibozu shit, isn't this a big-headed octopus?"

Someone spoke, and the others exclaimed immediately. It seems to be really like an octopus, but...

"Does your octopus have a human face?"

"But this looks clearly like an octopus. Does the lower part of its body look like entangled tentacles?"

"Why argue so much? Kill it and you will know!"

After speaking, a white rainbow crossed the sky, and the black figure in the distance paused, and a handful of dark blue liquid and a broken limb fell into the sea!

"Good boy, who dares to attack first? You really don't follow the rules!"

"Look at that tentacle, it's really an octopus!"

"We agreed to wait for that thing to get closer, within 10,000 steps of the ship before we attack?"

"That's wrong. If we let that monster get so close, wouldn't it be a big problem if it damages the ship? It's better to kill it as soon as possible."

"Quick, quick, quick! That thing is not dead yet, let me hit it twice more!"

"Take my Bai Shi Can Lian!"

"Be careful of the Five Thunder Talisman, everyone get out of the way!"

"Speed ​​is of the essence in war, it's urgent!"

...

In a chaotic sound, overwhelming spells, flying swords and arrows fell on the head and body of the sea master. The sea master, who was in pain, just opened his mouth, and before he could roar, he was torn into pieces and fell into the sea.

"Oops, I was a step too slow, I only hit the arm!"

"You're lucky, I missed it, how fast are these guys?"

"Wow-I'm going to fight you guys with long arms!"

"Oops, you'll have a chance to attack once we get to the shore, don't be impatient."

The sea master was killed, and there was another round of discussion on the deck, but many people were silent.

"Did you notice... that monster seems to have some problems?"

The speaker looked around and slowly said:

"It has a lot of resentment, it's more like a monster than a monster."

With a flash of white light, a flying sword picked up a piece of the sea master's flesh and blood from the sea and landed in front of the speaker.

"Amitabha, this is the resentment of the fishermen who died in the shipwreck, which is condensed and cannot be dispersed... Under normal circumstances, even the fish monsters that have been lurking on the seashore and eating fishermen for years should not have such deep resentment. That monster must have been created by humans."

A monk who didn't make a move just now checked and said, then closed his eyes and chanted the mantra of rebirth.

"Artificial creation... Is it similar to the sculpture of gods by witches?"

There are no ghosts in this world, but some spirits will remain after death, especially those with stronger spiritual power, such as practitioners or wizards, who can use special methods to harness the power of these spirits.

For example, Nuo, Wu Jin, etc., which have existed in China since ancient times, have shaped heavy rain, wind, Fang Xiangshi, the god of snake manipulation, etc.

"Fart! We witches communicate with spirits, and we shape gods that drive away plagues and bless good weather. How could we create such a wicked thing!"

"Ahem, sorry, sorry, I was just making an analogy."

"Okay, okay, we are almost here, don't let the Japanese pirates see the joke."

The people on both sides pulled the two away, and the others looked at the position where Master Umibo was just now, with disgust on their faces:

"A monster formed by gathering the resentment of fishermen who died in shipwrecks from all over the world will definitely cause shipwrecks from time to time in order to strengthen itself. Such monsters will have to be killed again even if they are recovered later."

"Yes, this is considered a crime against humanity, right?"

"Then here's the problem."

The Confucian scholar who just recognized Umibozu looked solemn:

"I saw this, Umibo-sama, in a picture book called "The Complete Collection of Pictures of One Hundred Demons at Night". How many similar things are there in Japan?"

Everyone was silent for a while, and hundreds of ghosts walked in the night. If it was an imaginary number, it would be okay, but if it were a real number...there could be so many monsters living around.

How many people in the Japanese country died of natural causes?