Chapter 72 5, Papillon

Hoffa, who was still full of expectations, couldn't help covering his face.

Madman's knowledge, after getting it, it will inevitably deviate from your expectations.

This sentence is really true.

Before he was depressed for a while, a high-pitched whistle brought Hoffa back to his senses. Standing high on the headland, he saw a huge old oil tanker coming in the distance.

There was a row of towering red chimneys on the tanker, which gave Hoffa a sense of seeing the Titanic.

Looking at his watch again, he had unknowingly walked around Shuangjiao Cape for two hours. I don't know if Senior Osilvia had been waiting for a long time, so he hurried to the pier under the promontory.

As soon as he reached the pier, he saw the young green-robed witch standing there with her arms folded, looking at him angrily.

"Where did you go, I've been looking for you for a long time."

"Just stroll around."

"Stay by my side, don't run too far, Principal Dippet asked me to take care of you." She said in an unquestionable tone. "Also, we are going to board the ship soon, can you take off your sunglasses?"

Osylvia may have searched for a long time and Hoffa couldn't find it, so she held back a little fire.

Hoffa didn't want to touch the mold of this old-fashioned witch, he took off his sunglasses, and the sunglasses slowly turned into a wand in Hoffa's hands.

It turned out to be Transfiguration.

This surprised Osivia a little, and she took an extra look at Hoffa.

"What happened to your eyes?"

"Nothing," Hoffa said calmly.

Osilvia didn't bother about Hoffa's eyes, and they were about to board the ship.

The incoming liner was bigger than Hoffa had seen on the headland. The hull is about a hundred meters long, and there are several large letters painted on the hull, but they are completely incomprehensible.

Le Papillon

"What kind of ship is this? Why doesn't it stop at the Muggle pier." Hoffa asked Osivia after following a group of wizards.

"The Papillon, you can also call it the "Butterfly", is one of the largest wizarding cruise ships in Europe, mainly on routes between Europe and North Africa. , would also mistake it for a ghost ship."

Only when Hoffa asks such professional questions does Osivia talk a little more.

Wait for the big ship to stop. Two rows of metal ladders were lowered.

Many wizards in the square stood up, and they stepped on the red carpet steps towards the huge "Papillon" cruise ship one after another.

Osilvia took two tickets out of her pocket. They passed a goblin in glasses and a tuxedo checking tickets. Walk onto the cruise ship.

On the boat, Hoffa saw not only wizards, but also some goblins, and even a few Veela. What's even more peculiar is that he not only saw female veela, he even saw males. That kind of soft-looking, but obviously male, silver-haired creature. They walked up and down the boat, speaking a language that Hoffa could not understand.

Hoffa couldn't help but ask the women around him, "There are also men in Veeva?"

Osilvia's green eyes lingered on the silver-haired men for a moment, and said calmly: "Of course, they are one race, and they naturally have two genders. However, for those males, I advise you not to call them Veela, otherwise They get very angry, they have other names."

"What's your name?" Hoffa asked.

"Elf."

Elf? Hoffa was taken aback.

He wanted to ask something more, but Osilvia had already gone down the spiral staircase. Passing through the bustling crowd, they entered a white-painted hallway with bright lights and beige carpet.

As she walked, she pointed the ticket at the room number.

Finally, she stopped and handed the ticket to Hoffa: "Take it, don't lose it."

After speaking, she opened the door and entered her room.

Hoffa's room is next to the senior sister of the Snake Academy. After entering, the room is completely white, with a bed, a desk, and two cabinets, all of which are white.

Hoffa was very satisfied with his cabin. Although it was only an economy class, it was very clean, much neater than the place where he lived in the red light district of London. The blue Atlantic Ocean can be seen outside the oval window.

Hoffa put down his bag. It was his first time on a boat, and he looked out the window excitedly. Will there be an affair? Will there be icebergs? there will be.

Boom!

There was a cold knock on the door with a reminder.

Turning to look, the senior in green robe was standing at the door.

"Let's eat, it's time," she said.

The look of the forest girl always calms Hoffa down, she is like a clock that runs precisely. Hoffa always felt that if he opened the head of this senior, he would probably see layers of circuits inside, and then found that she was actually a robot

Their cabins were at the rear of the ship, facing the mezzanine dining room.

This is a cruise ship, and the food on board is naturally seafood. Much like a cafeteria, some house elves with kitchen hats put all kinds of seafood on the table.

Scallops in ice cubes.

Lobster garnished with cherries.

A crab as big as a head.

There are even some bright red unknown raw fish.

Many foods were never seen at Hogwarts.

Hoffa took a lot of crabs with great interest, as well as clams.

And Osivia just took some fruit and bread calmly, without the excitement of taking a boat for the first time. Perhaps for people in these European countries, taking a boat is just a common thing.

While sipping fruit, she looked sideways at her Daily Prophet, which was similar to the way people in later generations looked at their mobile phones while eating.

Hoffa didn't bother others, he focused on the food, he opened the crab's shell, dripped seasoning inside, and wanted to take a good bite of the crab roe. "

And at this moment, the voices of several wizards next door reached Hoffa's ears.

"Did you read today's news?"

"nothing?"

"Constantine has been found."

"Which Constantine?"

"Which Konstantin are you talking about! Konstantin Ilyich Romanov."

"The former Minister of Magic of the Soviet Union!?"

Hoffa, who opened his mouth to drink the soup, was drawn to the conversation at the table.

"Where do you think his body was found?"

"What? Corpse!!" Someone lowered his voice in shock.

"That's right, Siberia. After searching for more than three months, it was finally found on the Siberian ice field. When it was found, it had been frozen into a popsicle, and it couldn't be torn off if it was stuck to the ground."

Several wizards on the table next to them gasped.

The man lowered his voice: "You know, what is the strangest thing?"

"What?"

"Say it."

"Konstantin, he was shot."

"Guns? What's a gun."

"A Muggle weapon"

"are you kidding me!!"

"Hey."

"Hey!"

The displeased female voice gradually became clear as if it came from outside the sky.

Well, Hoffa came to his senses and looked across the table.

Osilvia frowned at Hoffa, pointing to Hoffa's chest. Hoffa looked down and saw that he was engrossed in listening, and the crab roe from the crab shell flowed out and fell on the napkin.

He wiped it quickly, and ate absent-mindedly, most of his attention was on the chatting content of the people next to him.

However, Hoffa only listened to these things as anecdotes, and didn't really take them too seriously.

His goal is to get his magic watch fixed quickly, then return to London to find a job and earn enough money to buy books and robes for the next year.

For Hoffa now, making money is the top priority.

Hoffa's life on the ship is very good. The purser of the Papillon is a man who pays attention to life. There are plates full of fresh cooked meat and other side dishes.

As a luxury wizard cruise ship, the nightlife on the Papillon is quite rich, not only the roulette casino opened by the goblin, but also the custom bar opened by the goblin.

But Hoffa couldn't get in these gold-selling caves, he had no money, and he was too young.

In fact, even if he has money, Hoffa is not too interested in these projects.

For some reason, it was difficult for him to understand why Ron and Harry would feel pussy when they saw Veela in the original book.

Just like when those wizards gave a lot of gold Galleons to Veela, he was only puzzled.

Whenever the sea is calm, there will be music playing on board, piano, accordion and so on. Hoffa often sat back on the chair after eating, resting his cheeks on his hands to watch the performances of the group of sea artists.

But watching dancing and listening to music is all Hoffa's entertainment.

After the initial novelty passes, all that remains is sailing day after day, and the endless sea forever.

As for the fellow Osilvia-senpai.

She is a person who has no sense of humor. The most she does every day is to read newspapers, newspapers, newspapers.

Three days later, Hoffa couldn't help it. He was really curious whether the newspaper was really that good-looking.

So while the senior was going to the bathroom, he flipped through the newspaper she had spread on the table.

But Hoffa discovered that the newspaper she was reading was the "Daily Prophet" three months ago.

That report detailed the disappearance of the Minister of Magic of the Soviet Union.

This is one of the most talked about things around recently.

Not to mention those passengers, Hoffa is also quite confused.

The Minister of Magic, shot?

It's absurd to think about it. Didn't the Soviet Union have Aurors?

Doesn't the dignified Minister of Magic know the Iron Armor Curse?

But before Hoffa read the report, the senior sister of the Snake Academy came back from the outside.

Osivia saw Hoffa in the room and asked coldly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Hoffa put down the newspaper.

"Don't touch my things." The witch of the Snake Court said.

Hoffa frowned, but didn't answer. The feeling of getting along with Slytherin is not very good, it can be said to be a bit bad.

The other party is not a good talker.

That night, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and Hoffa did not see the performance of the sea artist again. He only saw the captain who was as tall as a wine barrel in a cloak walking around in the hall, holding a wand in his hand and tapping non-stop.

Because the rainstorm was coming, a notification sounded on the ship, and everyone was not allowed to go out on the deck.

At first, Hoffa didn't take it seriously. He had never experienced heavy rain at sea, and the ship looked strong.

But soon, he realized his mistake and ignorance.

The breeze turned into a gale, blowing from the southeast. And gradually transformed into a strong wind with a wind speed of fourteen meters per second. Followed by torrential rain. The big raindrops turned into electrified plumes.

At nine o'clock at night, the wind speed reached twenty-five meters. This is already the wind speed of the storm, and the rainstorm falling down was directly slanted. It became horizontal.

The sea breeze became stronger and stronger, and the huge waves that were blown into pieces turned into splashes of water. Splashes of water on the glass.

At twelve o'clock at night, Hoffa could see the fluorescent anemometer in the room showing that the wind speed outside was 51 meters per second, and the magic dial showed a look of horror.

Such a strong wind is enough to overturn the house and break the iron fence.

On the surface of the sea, the Papillon sometimes entered the abyss and sometimes climbed to the peak.

Hoffa sat pale in the single cabin, his body swaying, up and down.

He watched the torrential rain hitting the sea through the glass, seeing nothing but super heavy rain.

All items in the room have been cast with anti-shake and anti-fall charms, so they cannot fall. But they were all shaking in place.

Hoffa's ears listened to the thud of the boat crashing against the waves, and his eyes watched the dance of the lamp hanging from the stern, a tormented glimmer of light in the twilight rain.

In the midst of the huge storm, the waves outside were like rolling mountains, and the 20-meter-high water peak was like a terrifying giant hand, wantonly playing with the 100-meter-long Butterfly cruise ship.

Terrible bumps.

half an hour later.

The stern lights were finally overwhelmed and went out with a snap in the waves. Out of Hoffa's sight, it became pitch black.

After Hoffa can transform into Thunderbird, his mental force field will have some bonuses in the rainstorm environment. But in this environment, no matter how much the bonus is, it is still small.

The waves blown by the strong wind are like smoky mountains rushing and roaring. Sitting on the bed, looking at the huge peaks outside the glass window, Hoffa was terrified.

Is this the magic of nature?

What a horror!

Another bolt of lightning flashed.

The sky instantly turned red. There was another terrible jolt, and the steel bow of the Papillon rose upright into the sky. The horns were like a lightning rod, and a series of sparks burst out from it.

And at this moment, Hoffa felt something in this sea area. Above the dark and misty sea.

He couldn't help frowning and lying on the window with blurred water, carefully perceiving.

That's right, there are black shadows swimming in the mountainous sea water.

This made him wonder what could come near the surface of the sea in such a storm.

Soon, he saw it.

Amidst the lightning, he saw a ten-meter-long emerald green object jumping high from the waves, circling and falling to the deck.

Hoffa rolled his eyes.

snake?