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

A madman's knowledge, after you get it, it will inevitably deviate from your expectations.

This sentence is true.

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

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

Looking at his watch again, he saw that he had been wandering around Cape Double Cape for two hours without realizing it. He didn't know if Senior Osivia had been waiting for a long time, so he hurriedly walked to the pier under the Cape.

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

"Where have you gone? I've been looking for you for a long time."

"Just taking a stroll."

"Stay with me and don't run too far. Principal Dippet asked me to take good care of you." She said in an unquestioning tone. "Also, we are about to board the ship. Can you take off your sunglasses?"

Osivia may have been feeling a little angry because she couldn't find Hoffa after searching for a long time.

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

It's actually a transfiguration technique.

This surprised Osilvia a little, and she took another look at Hoffa.

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

"Nothing." Hoffa said calmly.

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

The approaching cruise ship was larger than what Hoffa had seen on the promontory. The hull was about a hundred meters long, and there were several large but completely incomprehensible letters painted on the hull.

LePapillon

"What kind of ship is this? Why doesn't it stop at the Muggle dock?" Hoffa asked Osilvia as he followed a group of wizards.

"The Papillon, you can also call it the "Butterfly", is one of the largest wizarding cruise ships in Europe. It mainly runs routes in Europe and North Africa. The entire ship has been cast with a vague apparition spell, so Muggles cannot see it, even if they can see it.

, would also mistake it for a ghost ship.”

Only when Hoffa asked such professional questions did Osivia talk a little more.

After the big ship stopped, two rows of metal ladders were set up.

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

Osilvia took out two tickets from her pocket. They passed by a goblin wearing glasses and a tuxedo who checked the tickets and walked onto the cruise ship.

On the boat, Hoffa not only saw wizards, some goblins, and even a few Veela. What was even more peculiar was that he not only saw female Veela, but he even saw men. Those who looked soft, but obviously

They were male silver-haired creatures. They spoke a language that Hoffa couldn't understand and walked around the ship.

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

Osivia's green eyes stayed on the silver-haired men for a moment, and said calmly: "Of course, they are a race and naturally have two genders. However, for those males, I advise you not to call them Veela, otherwise

They get very angry and they have other names."

"What's the name?" Hoffa asked.

"Elves."

Elf? Hoffa was stunned.

He wanted to ask something else, but Osilvia had already walked down the spiral staircase. Through the bustling crowd, they entered the white-painted corridor with bright lights and beige carpets.

As she walked, she held 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 opened the door and entered her room.

Hoffa's room is next to the senior sister from Snake Garden. After entering, the room is filled with white, including a bed, a desk, and two cabinets, all in white.

Hoffa was very satisfied with his cabin. Although it was only economy class, it was very clean and much tidier than where he lived in London's red light district. The blue Atlantic Ocean could also be seen outside the oval window.

Hoffa put down his bag. It was his first time taking a boat. He was a little excited and looked out the window. Will there be an affair? Will there be an iceberg? Will there be...

Boom!

A cold, reminding knock on the door sounded.

When I turned around, I saw the senior sister in green robe standing at the door.

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

The expression of the forest girl always calms down Hoffa. She is like a precision clock. Hoffa always feels that if he opens the head of this senior, he will probably see layers of circuits inside.

Then it turns out she's actually a robot...

Their room was at the back of the ship, facing the middle-level dining room.

This is a cruise ship, so the food on the ship is naturally indispensable for seafood. It is very similar to the buffet restaurant, with some house elves wearing chef hats putting all kinds of seafood on the dining shelves.

Scallops in ice cubes.

Lobster garnished with cherries.

A crab as big as a head.

There are even some bright red unknown raw fish.

A lot of the food is new to Hogwarts.

Hoffa took a lot of crabs and clams with great interest.

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

While she was eating the fruit in small bites, she turned her head and looked 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 bothering others, he focused on the food, he opened the crab shell, dripped condiments into it, and wanted to take a nice sip of the crab roe."

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

.......

"Did you read today's news?"

"No, what?"

"Constantine has been found."

"Which Constantine?"

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

"That former Soviet Minister of Magic!?"

.......

Hoffa opened his mouth to suck the soup, but his attention was attracted by 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 in the Siberian ice field. When it was found, it had been frozen into a popsicle and could not be torn off even if it was attached to the ground."

Several wizards at the table next to them gasped.

The man lowered his voice: "Do you know what is the strangest thing?"

"What?"

"Say it quickly."

"Constantine was shot."

"A gun? What's a gun?"

"A Muggle weapon"

"You're kidding me...!!"

...

"Hey."

"Hey!"

The unhappy female voice gradually became clearer as if coming from outside.

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

Osivia frowned at Hoffa and pointed at Hoffa's chest. Hoffa lowered his head and saw that he was so absorbed in listening that the crab roe in the crab shell flowed out and fell on the napkin.

He wiped it quickly and ate his food absentmindedly, mostly focusing on the chatting content of the people next to him.

However, Hoffa only heard these things as anecdotes and did not really take them too seriously.

His goal is to repair his magic watch as soon as possible, then return to London to find a job and earn enough money to buy books and robes next year.
To be continued...