Harry Potter stood in a line in the front hall of Hogwarts. The professors from each school were directing them to welcome the Durmstrang exchange students. Harry did not have a good impression of the school. Thanks to Malfoy, the school was firmly associated with dark magic in Harry's mind. "Don't tell me the students there are all like Malfoys!"
Harry whispered to Ron. Ron replied in a low voice, "It's a school that only accepts pure-blooded students. I can't imagine hundreds of Malfoys together. It must be a nightmare. "
Hermione was also eavesdropping on their conversation. Hearing that, she bumped into Ron hard. Ron stumbled and complained to her in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
"I'm stopping you from saying anything worse!" Hermione scolded.
"Durmstrang is one of the three major schools of magic in Europe. It has a notable reputation in the wizarding world and is also a friendly school to our school. It is recorded in Durmstrang: The Hall of Duels. Although this school teaches dark magic, its students are mostly not prejudiced against Muggles and mixed-blood wizards. They learn dark magic only because of tradition."
"Many Hogwarts seniors have formed sincere friendships with Durmstrang students. You can read about this in the library's Origins of the Triad."
Ron grumbled discontentedly until someone next to him stopped him. "Stop it! Something is approaching. It should be the Durmstrang exchange students! Do you hear anything? "
Harry listened carefully. A strange sound floated from the darkness, mixed with the sound of waves and inhalation. It was like bubbles passing through a whirlpool of water and sucking into the bottom of a lake. A faint, bone-chilling cold spread. Suddenly, fog rose from the surface of the Black Lake. It was thin at first, but in the blink of an eye, it filled the entire lake.
The moonlight in the sky was blocked by the fog. As the fog spread, a faint, graceful singing came from the bottom of the lake.
The senior students began to stir. Someone whispered, "Is this the singing of the murlocs in the Black Lake?" Soon, a senior student retorted, "The murlocs' singing cannot travel out of the water, and the language of the murlocs is not the murlocs... Sirens? Sirens? "
"The lake!" cried Lee Jordan, pointing down at the lake. "Look at the lake!"
Harry could clearly see the surface of the lake from where he was. Although it was covered by fog, the fog was not so thick this time. Like the morning mist, he could still see more than half of the lake. At this time, the lake water had surged, and the smooth surface of the lake was rippling. A series of bubbles emerged from the center of the lake, followed by the sound of inhalation — the windless lake had set off a three-foot wave, crashing against the shore.
In the center of the lake, a huge whirlpool was forming.
The whirlpool stirred the bottom of the lake, and Harry could see a frightened murloc rising from the side of the whirlpool. The monster had sharp teeth, and its coral-like hair clung tightly to its face. It seemed to be struggling to get out of the whirlpool, reaching out its claws towards the Hogwarts students. But as if someone was pulling it down, it was dragged down and disappeared into the water.
"Don't worry... murlocs won't drown in the water!" Pomona looked at the nervous faces of the students and comforted them with a smile.
But Harry heard it... Ever since he entered the Spirit World through the spell on the Golden Sun Sutra, he found that his senses had changed beyond that of a normal wizard. He could hear the sound of the water crashing against the wood under the waves of the lake. It was as if there was a ship hidden there. The boards and keel of the ship creaked, and then Harry heard the sound of bones breaking.
In his mind, there seemed to be a mass of flesh with bones and scales torn between the keel and ribs of the ship.
The tentacles of the giant squid in the black lake lashed out from the surface of the lake. He could see that it was extremely frightened, and it disappeared at the edge of the whirlpool as if it was running for its life. A few Griddyros screamed. At this time, even the professors felt uneasy!
Just as the Hogwarts students were in an uproar, the bow of a large ship broke out from the water like a great white shark peering at the surface of the sea. Then the rest of the ship rushed out of the lake like a flying boat, bringing with it a turbulent mist and violent waves. It was a black Spanish galleon. And just like that, it rushed into everyone's eyes.
"Cool!" The Weasley twins were the first to react and shouted.
Harry felt a slight pain from the scar on his forehead, and even... fear. The ship seemed to be dead. It sailed menacingly towards Hogwarts Castle, but there was not a single light on the ship in the dark. A blurry figure stood at the bow of the ship. He was thin and wore a black robe, and only a blurry shadow could be seen in the dark.
The mist had dispersed, and the moonlight shone on the ship. It looked very strange, like a skeleton, like a ship that was being repaired. With the help of the moonlight, Harry could finally see the situation on the deck. The Durmstrong students who came for the exchange were standing quietly on the deck, just behind the shadow at the bow of the ship. They were silent, and under the moonlight, they looked like dead people.
Harry felt that the scene was very strange. The Durmstrong wizards on the deck... to be fair, they were like ghosts.
After a while, they heard the splashing of the anchor and the creaking of the planks. It was a sound that Harry was familiar with. He saw the broken ghost ship open up, revealing the rotten keel of the ship. The keel and the ribs made a creaking sound, like a door axle without oil. Harry saw the bottom of the ship open up like a huge mouth, revealing a huge crack. The broken deck and keel were like jagged teeth...
Harry took a step back in horror and stared at the dark 'maw'. He wondered if this was the 'maw' that had swallowed something, and the sound of flesh and bone rubbing against wood came back to his ears. Creak! Creak!
The people on the ship had disembarked!
They were not as scary as Harry had imagined, like monsters. On the surface, they looked like a group of ordinary wizards. They were tall, and generally similar to Harry's strongest classmates. Compared to them, Harry looked like a little chicken. The key was that the girls seemed to be the same. They were taller, but not as huge.
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