Hoffa, who was originally full of expectations, couldn't help but cover his face.
The knowledge of the Madman, after obtaining it, would inevitably deviate from your expectations.
This saying was indeed true.
Before he could feel depressed for a while, a high-pitched whistle made Hoffa come back to his senses. He stood at the top of the headland and saw a huge, old-fashioned oil tanker in the distance.
The oil tanker had a row of tall red chimneys, which made Hoffa feel like he was looking at the Titanic.
Looking at his watch, he had unknowingly strolled around the Twin Horns Headland for two hours. He didn't know if Senior Ossivia had been waiting for a long time, but he hurriedly walked to the pier under the headland.
Just as he walked to the pier, he saw the young green robed witch standing there with her arms crossed, looking at him angrily.
"Where did you go, I've been looking for you for a long time."
"I just strolled around."
"Stay by my side, don't go too far, Dippet Headmaster told me to take care of you." She said in an unquestionable tone. "Also, we're about to board the ship, can you take off your sunglasses?"
Ossivia might have been a bit angry because she couldn't find Hoffa after looking for a long time.
Hoffa didn't want to touch this old-fashioned witch's bad luck, he took off his sunglasses, and the sunglasses slowly turned into a magic wand in Hoffa's hand.
It was actually a transformation spell.
This made Ossivia a bit surprised, she looked at Hoffa again.
"What happened to your eyes?"
"Nothing." Hoffa said calmly.
Ossivia didn't linger on the issue of Hoffa's eyes, they were about to board the ship.
The approaching ship was even bigger than what Hoffa saw on the headland. The hull was about a hundred meters long, and there were a few large, but completely unintelligible letters painted on the hull.
"What ship is this? Why didn't it stop at the Muggle Pier? "Hoffa followed behind a group of wizards and asked Ossivia.
"The Papillion, you can also call it the 'Butterfly'. It is one of Europe's largest Magus cruise ships. It mainly runs on Europe and North Africa's route. The whole ship has been cast with the Spell of Vague Mirage. Muggles can't see it, and even if they do, they will mistake it for a ghost ship. "
Only when Hoffa asked such professional questions would Ossivia speak more.
After the big ship came to a stop. Two rows of metal ladders were set down.
Many of the Magi in the plaza stood up. They stepped on the red carpet stairs and walked one after another towards the enormous "Papillion" cruise ship.
Ossivia took two tickets from his pocket. They passed by a goblin in a tuxedo who was checking tickets. He strolled onto the cruise ship.
On the ship, Hoffa saw not only Sorcerers, but also some fairies and even a few charming dolls. What was even more peculiar was that not only did he see female Charming Dolls, he even saw male Charming Dolls. It was a silver-haired creature that looked gentle and beautiful, but was obviously male. They spoke a language that Hoffa didn't understand and walked back and forth on the ship.
Hoffa couldn't help but ask the woman beside him, "Charming Dolls also have males?"
Ossivia's green eyes rested on the silver-haired men for a moment and said indifferently, "Of course, they are a race and naturally have two genders. However, for those males, I advise you not to call them Charming Dolls. Otherwise, they will be very angry. They have other names."
"What are they called?" Hoffa asked.
"Elves."
Elves? Hoffa stared blankly.
He still wanted to ask something, but Ossivia had already walked down the spiral stairs. Passing through the bustling crowd, they entered a white painted corridor with bright lights and a beige carpet.
She walked while holding the ticket against the room number.
Finally, she stopped and handed the ticket in her hand to Hoffa, "Take it, don't lose it."
After saying that, she pushed the door open and entered her room.
Hoffa's room was next to Snake Courtyard's senior. After entering, the room was filled with white. A bed, a desk, and two cabinets were all white.
Hoffa was very satisfied with his cabin. Although it was only economy class, it was very clean, much cleaner than his room in London's red-light district. Outside the oval window, he could see the blue Atlantic Ocean.
Hoffa put down his bag. As it was his first time on a ship, he was a little excited and looked out the window. Would there be a romantic encounter? Would there be an iceberg? Would there be?
Knock knock!
There was a cold and reminding knock on the door.
He turned his head and saw the senior in a green robe standing at the door.
"Let's eat. It's time," she said.
The Forest Girl's expression was always able to calm Huo Fa down. She was like a well-oiled clock. Hoffa always felt that if he opened up this senior's head, he would probably see layers of circuits inside and then discover that she was actually a robot.
Their room was at the back of the ship, facing the mid-level restaurant.
This was a cruise ship. Naturally, seafood was indispensable for the food on board. It was very similar to a buffet restaurant. Some house-elves in chef's hats placed all kinds of seafood on the shelves.
Scallops in ice.
Lobsters dotted with cherries.
Crabs as big as a head.
There was even some bright red, unknown raw fish.
There were many foods that Hogwarts had never seen before.
Hoffa took a lot of crabs and clams with great interest.
Ossivia just calmly took some fruit and bread. She didn't have the excitement of her first time on a ship. Perhaps for the people of these European countries, taking a boat was nothing more than a common thing.
She took small bites of fruit and looked sideways at her prophet's daily newspaper. She looked similar to people in the future who looked at their phones while eating.
Hoffa didn't disturb others. He focused on the food. He opened the crab's shell and dripped seasoning inside. He wanted to take a good bite of the crab roe.
At this moment, the voices of the wizards next door reached Hoffa's ears.
"Did you see today's news?"
"No, why?"
"Konstantin has been found."
"Which Konstantin?"
"Which Konstantin are you talking about! Konstantin Ilich Romanov. "
"The former Minister of Ministry of Magic of the Soviet Union!?"
Hoffa, who opened his mouth to drink the soup, was attracted by the conversation at the table next to him.
"Where do you think his body was found?"
"What? His body!! "Someone lowered his voice in shock.
"That's right, Siberia. After more than three months of searching, he was finally found in the Siberian ice field. When he was found, he was already frozen into a popsicle. He was stuck to the ground and couldn't be torn off. "
The wizards at the table next to him gasped.
The man lowered his voice. "Do you know what's the strangest thing?"
"What?"
"Tell me."
"Konstantin was killed by a gun."
"Gun? What is a gun? "
"A Muggle's weapon."
"You're kidding me!!"
"Hey."
"Hey!"
The unhappy female voice came from the sky and gradually became clearer.
Wu. Hoffa came back to his senses and looked at the other side of the table.
Ossivia looked at Hoffa with knit brows and pointed at Hoffa's chest. Hoffa looked down and found that he had been so absorbed in listening that the crab roe in the crab shell came out and fell onto the napkin.
He quickly wiped it off and absent-mindedly ate his meal. Most of his attention was on what the people beside him were talking about.
However, Hoffa only treated these things as strange stories and didn't really put them in his heart.
His goal was to quickly fix his Magic Watch and then find a job in London, earning enough money to buy books and robes next year.
For the current Hoffa, earning money was the most important thing.
Hoffa's life on the ship wasn't bad. The purser of the Papillion was a person who paid attention to life, he took care of everything very carefully. Whether it was breakfast, lunch, dinner, or the eight o 'clock midnight snack, the table was filled with plates of fresh cooked meat and other side dishes.
As a luxurious Magus cruise ship, the Papillion's nightlife was very rich. Not only was there a roulette casino opened by the fairies, there was also a bar opened by the elves.
However, Hoffa couldn't enter these places. He didn't have any money and he was too young.
Actually, even if he had money, Hoffa wasn't that interested in these things.
Without knowing why, he found it very hard to understand why Ron and Harry would become horny when they saw the Charming Baby.
It was just like when the Male Magi gave large amounts of gold coins to the Charming Baby, he was only confused.
Whenever the sea was calm, there would be music playing on the ship, like a piano or an accordion. Hoffa would often sit in his chair after eating, holding his chin with his hand as he watched the performances of the artists on the sea.
However, watching the dance and listening to the songs were all of Hoffa's entertainment.
After the initial novelty passed, all that was left was sailing day after day, as well as the endless sea.
As for the senior Ossivia who was traveling with him.
She was a person without a sense of humor. What she did the most every day was reading the newspaper, reading the newspaper, reading the newspaper.
Three days later, Hoffa couldn't help but wonder if the newspaper was really that good.
Thus, he took advantage of the time when the senior went to the bathroom to flip through the newspaper she had spread out on the table.
However, Hoffa discovered that the newspaper she was reading was actually the 'Daily Prophet' from three months ago.
That article recorded in detail the disappearance of the Soviet Union's Ministry of Magic.
This was also the matter that people around him were talking about the most recently.
Not to mention the passengers, even Hoffa didn't understand.
The Head of the Ministry of Magic was shot to death?
Just thinking about it was absurd. Didn't the Soviet Union have an Aura?
Didn't the Head of the Ministry of Magic know the Iron Armor Curse?
But before Hoffa could read more of the article, the senior from the Snake Courtyard came back from outside.
Ossivia saw Hoffa in the room and asked coldly, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Hoffa put down the newspaper.
"Don't touch my things," the witch from the Snake Courtyard said.
Hoffa frowned and didn't answer. The feeling of getting along with Slytherin wasn't very good. It could be said that it was a little bad.
She wasn't an easy person to talk to.
That night, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and Hoffa didn't see any more performances from the sea artists. He only saw the captain, who was as tall as a wine barrel in a cloak, walking around the hall, tapping his magic wand non-stop.
Because a storm was coming, a notice came from the ship that no one was allowed to leave the deck.
At first, Hoffa didn't think much of it. He had never experienced a storm at sea, and the ship looked very sturdy.
But soon, he realized his mistake and ignorance.
The breeze turned into a strong wind, blowing from the southeast. It gradually turned into a strong wind, the wind speed reaching 14 meters per second. What followed was a torrential rain. The large raindrops turned into feathers with electricity.
By nine o 'clock at night, the wind speed reached 25 meters. This was already the wind speed of a storm, and the falling rain was directly blown over. It turned into a horizontal fall.
The sea wind became stronger and stronger, and the shattered waves turned into water droplets that splashed everywhere. Water splashed on the glass.
At twelve o 'clock at night, Hoffa could see the fluorescent wind speed meter in the room show that the wind speed outside was 51 meters per second, and that magical dial revealed a frightened expression.
Such a strong wind was enough to overturn houses and break iron fences.
On the surface of the sea, the Papillion sometimes entered the abyss, sometimes ascended the peak.
Hoffa sat in the single person cabin with a pale face, his body swaying back and forth, up and down.
He watched the storm hitting the sea through the glass, but because of the super heavy rain, he couldn't see anything.
All of the items in the room had been cast to prevent them from falling, so they couldn't fall. But they were all shaking in place.
Hoffa's ears listened to the thumping sounds of the ship hitting the waves, his eyes watching as the lamp hanging at the back of the ship danced wildly in the wind. That lamp really was a tormented glimmer of light in the evening rain.
In the enormous storm, the waves outside were like tumbling mountain ranges, the twenty meter tall water peaks were like terrifying giant hands, wantonly toying with this over a hundred meter long Butterfly cruise ship.
Terrifying jolts.
Half an hour later.
The light at the back of the ship finally couldn't bear the burden, and with a pa ta sound, it was extinguished in the waves. Everything outside Hoffa's line of sight became pitch-black.
After Hoffa could transform into a Thunderbird, his spiritual force field would receive a bit of enhancement in a rainstorm environment. However, in this type of environment, no matter how much enhancement it received, it was still insignificant.
The strong wind blew the waves, and it was like a smoking mountain range roaring wildly. Sitting on the bed, looking at the enormous mountain range outside the glass window, Hoffa's heart trembled.
Was this nature's magic?
Truly terrifying!
Another streak of lightning flashed past.
The sky instantly became fiery red. Another terrifying jolt. The steel bow of the Papillion shot straight into the sky, the horn like a lightning rod, a string of sparks erupting from it.
And right at this time, Hoffa felt that there was something in this area of the sea. Above the black and dense fog of the sea.
He couldn't help but frown as he leaned against the window covered in water, carefully sensing.
That's right, there was a black shadow swimming about in the mountain-like sea.
This filled him with bewilderment. What kind of thing would come near the sea in this type of rainstorm?
Soon afterwards, he saw it.
Amidst the lightning, he saw a ten meter long dark green object leap high up from the waves, and then fall onto the deck.
Hoffa's eyes widened.
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