The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

The sky is dark blue, and the blue of the sea is lighter. Where the dark blue and light blue meet, a brilliant golden light shines, getting brighter and brighter.

Until a golden full sun washed away the blue in the sky, and the clouds were dyed into a colorful halo of orange.

The rays of the sunrise shine on the hull of the Willump Sylvia Explorer, coating the ship with a layer of gold. The waves on the sea can scatter the bright light from all angles, so the sea surface becomes sparkling.

"So beautiful!" Hermione stretched out her hand, letting the sun fall on her palms, and her white palms began to shine. "This is the most beautiful sunrise I have ever seen."

"Ah——" Loren opened his mouth wide and looked at the rising sun.

"What are you doing?" Hermione regretted it as soon as she asked. She shouldn't pay attention to him at this time.

Loren said seriously: "I'm trying to see if the sun can satisfy my hunger."

Hermione curled her lips. Wasn't it because she woke him up too early? The breakfast on the ship hadn't been served yet... He obviously ate so much last night.

"Look at that cloud. Does it look like a piece of bread? The red glow is ketchup." Loren became excited and kept talking about his associations. "Although bread with ketchup is not a common combination, it can be Try..."

"Ah!" Hermione wanted to hit someone, "After hearing what you said, the sunrise is not beautiful."

"There are still seven days of the journey, and you can see me every day." Loren stood up straight, took back his hands that were supported on the railing, and rubbed his forearms. "Next time, remember to remind me to wear an extra coat. Mornings at sea are a little bit... cold."

"No next time! I won't call you next time!" Hermione said angrily.

"I'll call you next time." Loren took Hermione's arm, "Let's go, you can eat in the restaurant."

Hermione was reluctantly pulled into the dining room.

Finding a seat by the window with a view of the sea, Loren looked through the travel brochure given when he boarded the ship, which listed the dishes provided for breakfast.

Hermione opposite didn't care about the dishes. She just followed Loren to pick up the food. That's what he was good at. Hermione put her head with her hands, looked at Loren, and then at the environment in the restaurant. It was very leisurely.

Although the meal service had just started, there were many people in the restaurant. Many of them, like them, returned from the deck to the cabin restaurant for breakfast after watching the sunrise.

Last night, Wendell made a fuss about eating the fish he caught. Fortunately, there is a lot of nightlife on the boat, the restaurant closes very late, and the people in the kitchen are happy to help customers with their catch.

But the wait was too long. Loren and Hermione went back to their room to sleep without tasting Wendell's spoils.

The three adults didn't know how late it was before they ate the fish. Anyway, when Hermione was sleeping in a daze, she heard her mother complain: "You should really throw away your fishing rod."

“Grilled squid, there is grilled squid for breakfast!”

Hermione looked up and looked at Loren, shaking her head in admiration.

"Baked potatoes! Eh~" Loren showed a disgusted expression.

"This panna cotta looks great." Loren nodded at the picture in the brochure.

Hermione found Loren interesting. The person choosing the food was more interesting than the food.

Snapped!

Loren closed the manual, slapped it on the table, and stood up: "Let's go get the food."

"Okay." Hermione nodded obediently and followed him.

Grilled squid, panna cotta, yogurt... I took all the foods Loren was talking about just now.

Hermione followed his instructions, reduced the portion by about half, and put it on her own plate.

Looking at the cream cake on the counter, Hermione hesitated: "Cake for breakfast?"

"no problem."

"..."

This summer vacation, although Hermione's appetite has increased significantly, she still can't eat the cream cake for breakfast.

Hermione was full quickly, and then sat on her seat to watch Loren eat, which made her feel more comfortable in her belly and aided digestion.

The lighter but brighter sunlight poured in from the window and fell on the table and food, making them look more attractive. Hermione couldn't help it and took a spoonful of the panna cotta on Loren's plate. , put it in your mouth and sip slowly:

"I saw there is a room service. Do you want two breakfasts to be delivered to the guest room? They haven't had breakfast yet."

"No, the restaurant is always open during the day, so they can come over for breakfast when they get up."

…

"Do you think we can see Azkaban today?" Hermione clasped her chin, leaning on the railing of the deck, her eyes wandering over the endless sea.

"If you really want to see Azkaban," Loren paused, "I have an idea."

Hermione turned her head and looked at him curiously.

"You voluntarily violated the secrecy law, and you will be imprisoned in Azkaban soon." As Loren spoke, he moved his steps and leaned to the side. As expected, he dodged a slap.

Hermione was amused and didn't care even though her slap was empty: "You are put in prison. I will visit you in prison and I can also see Azkaban."

Just as the two were laughing, not far from them, the sea water suddenly surged, and a white figure emerged.

The little guy has a round bulge on his forehead, like a birthday bag. His snout is very short and he has no dorsal fin. His whole body is pure and smooth snow-white, and half of his body floats on the water. The obsidian-like smart eyes, although dark, combined with the "·ω·" smile on his face, look innocent and happy, and a little silly.

The little guy was looking at them curiously.

"Dolphin!" Loren pointed at the little guy and turned to shout to Hermione. He was very excited to find such strange creatures on the sea.

Hermione immediately saw the little guy splashing water with his tail from time to time, "I've told you many times, it's a white whale!"

The little white whale seemed to hear Hermione's voice. It opened its mouth and shouted in the same tune: "Uh-huh!"

"It's talking like me!" Hermione tugged on Loren's clothes, unable to contain her excitement.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah!"

Just when Hermione wanted to talk to the white whale, the little guy arched his back, turned over and flicked his tail, splashed a burst of water, dived under the water, and disappeared.

At the same time, on the side of the cruise ship, a huge figure leaped high into the water, splashing huge waves.

It has a streamlined body, a dark back and fins, a snow-white belly, and a slender white stripe at the eyes. It has a dorsal fin like a sail and a tail fin like a halberd.

"whale!"

"What a handsome killer whale!"

It was so conspicuous that many tourists on the boat noticed it, and the crowd exclaimed one after another.

Hermione also froze in place.

A flash of inspiration flashed into his mind. Loren looked at the figure of the killer whale, his eyes getting brighter and brighter: "I seem to have caught that critical point."

The killer whale appeared once and then disappeared, as did the little white whale. The water surface returned to calm, except for the constant waves rising from time to time.

There were a lot more people on the deck, and they wanted to see the killer whales again. Although there is little hope, their rapidly beating hearts support them to stay here.

Loren's heart was also beating very fast. He put one hand in his arms, holding the wand. The beating speed of his heart made him feel like he couldn't keep up with his breathing. He sucked in oxygen in big gulps and then spit it out.

He held Hermione's other hand, trying to resist the urge to summon his Patronus here.

"I, I feel it, my patron saint is the killer whale." Loren's words were full of excitement and excitement.

Hermione held Loren's hand with one hand and stroked the back of his hand with the other hand, using the same technique as when she ruffled Hanhan's feathers.

"Don't be impulsive. If your feeling is right, then everyone on the ship will see a silver-white killer whale." Hermione paused, "I will really go to Azkaban to visit you then. .”

"There's no need to worry. When we arrive at our destination or go home, you can use the Patronus Charm however you want."

The sea breeze blew Hermione's long curly hair slightly, and her voice was soft and gentle, like the wind.

Loren was also able to distinguish priorities. He was just too excited for a moment and lost his temper. He soon recovered and his tense body slowly relaxed.

"This is a wonderful coincidence. One of our patron saints is a dolphin and the other is a whale. After I came back from the aquarium, I checked the information about the dolphins," Hermione said in a calm tone, reassuring words, " Dolphins chase whales and guide whales through reefs, they are companions in the ocean..."

At this point, Hermione frowned and became confused: "It shouldn't be."

"What shouldn't?" Loren asked.

Hermione turned around and looked out at the sea: "The waters here are not the range of killer whales and beluga whales. They should not be here."

"Could it be that the migration routes have changed? Environmental pollution, climate change, magnetic fields, etc. will all affect the migration routes of animals." Loren has read some news and believes that this is also a type of natural change.

"Maybe so..." Hermione said hesitantly.

The two looked at the calm sea together, hoping like everyone else to witness the sight of a whale jumping out of the water again.

The sparkling waves, the gentle sea breeze, the steamy air and the warm sunshine create a peaceful scene. The cruise ship continued on its course without further incident.

It was calm until nightfall.

Loren and Hermione spent a whole day on the deck, their tears dried by the sea breeze, but they didn't find any trace of Azkaban.

Hermione hadn't given up yet. Azkaban is in the North Sea, and there is no map of its specific location. As long as a cruise ship is in the North Sea, it is possible to find it.

Loren chose to give up. He was tired of seeing the same sea surface.

On the side of the boat, on the horizontal board where the boat was parked, Wendell set up the fishing rod on time, his movements were skillful, and he had become a fishing expert.

Perhaps because he was too old, Bates did not fall in love with this sport for middle-aged men after he had a taste of it. Instead of fishing, he preferred to watch the show in the cabin.

Because Loren's eyes were dry, he couldn't muster the energy to swing the pole, and he didn't want to hush his eyes in the night and strain to observe the inconspicuous buoys on the sea.

"You have already learned how to fish. The next thing you need to learn is the air force. But you don't have to worry about it being difficult. It will come naturally." Loren stood next to Wendel and said in an experienced tone.

Wendell didn't understand the meaning of the Air Force and how vicious this sentence was.

The sound of a capelin breaking the water broke Loren's expectations. He shook his head in disappointment and swayed away.

"Loren!" Hermione exclaimed, "What do you think that is?"

Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see a floating shadow, too far away, smaller than Wendell's float.

Thanks to Loren's strange eyes, he could use his eyesight enough to see things clearly from afar.

It was a figure wearing a black tattered cloak. His entire body was hidden under the cloak. Only his two hands were exposed. They were gray-white and seemed to be covered with mucus and spots, like something that rotted in the water after death. Glittering eerily in the moonlight.

"Dementors," Loren muttered.

"Dementors!" Hermione repeated, her face suddenly looking ugly.

The two may know the reason why the whale deviated from its migration route, because something happened in Azkaban.

Although it is unclear what happened, magic must have affected the animals and caused them to deviate from their original course.

"Fortunately, we have mastered the Patronus Charm, so we don't have to worry about dementors." Loren exhaled and said relaxedly.

Hermione's expression did not improve. She grabbed Loren's hand and squeezed her knuckles until they turned white. She looked into his eyes and said one word at a time: "It's night now, and everyone on the ship will see us." Use the Patronus Charm."

Hermione didn't finish the rest of her words, but Loren already understood what she meant.

In an emergency, violating the confidentiality law is a trivial matter, but if it is discovered that they have wiped out traces, the Ministry of Magic may investigate to the end, and the matter will be troublesome.

"Dong Dong! Dong Dong" Loren's heart beat uneasily.

He can now hold the Philosopher's Stone safely because Dumbledore and Nico spread the news that the Philosopher's Stone had been destroyed, and perhaps the news of Nico's recent death. These two things covered up the traces of the Philosopher's Stone.

He does not have the connections and reputation that Nico has accumulated over hundreds of years, nor does he have the prestige of Dumbledore. If he is found to have the Philosopher's Stone in his possession, dark wizards all over the world will target him.

He and the people around him will be put into a dangerous situation. For the rest of his life, he must be prepared for possible violations at any time, with disastrous consequences.

But he knew that Principal Dumbledore would definitely not let such a thing happen. In order to cover up the Philosopher's Stone, Dumbledore would take the initiative to take over the responsibility of removing the traces.

For a chief wizard of the Wizengamot who is proficient in alchemy, this is not a problem, and this matter will not cause actual losses to Dumbledore.

But Principal McGonagall's plan is about to fail, and the school board can seize this matter and use it as an excuse to reject Hogwarts' independent jurisdiction.

The Soul-Destroying Curse is only a small problem, the bigger crisis lies in the Philosopher's Stone. Loren couldn't make Hogwarts pay for his actions.

"The passengers on the ship are delicious food to the dementors. We must find a way to solve it." Hermione analyzed the situation in front of her, speaking quickly and looking anxious.

"We can fake a wizard who left after expelling the Dementors!" Hermione caught the inspiration, "Yes! He used the Patronus Charm in front of ordinary people and violated the law of secrecy. In order to avoid responsibility, he Leave now!"

Loren shook his head: "No, the Aurors will check our wands, and the flashback spell will see us casting spells frequently throughout the holiday."