Neither Amosta nor Sirius wanted this adventure to take too long, but in fact, they were delayed for two days.
Suddenly, a letter came to Sirius from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. It was from Remus. After several long months of training, the werewolf virus in Remus' body finally dropped to a safe level. Under the current range, it will only take about a week for him to be discharged from the hospital.
Remus, who had been in the hospital for almost half a year, couldn't wait to write a letter asking about Sirius's recent arrangements.
Remus definitely hopes that he can be accompanied by his old friends when he is discharged from the hospital. However, Sirius needs to accompany Amosta on a journey. Conservative estimates suggest that this journey may take 20 days to a month. , so Sirius went to the hospital to say sorry to Remus.
However, there are things to look forward to.
After they came back, there were only a few days until the 422nd Quidditch World Cup. Sirius planned to go to the Dursleys' house with Remus to pick up Harry, and then meet up with Harry's friends. Go to watch the World Cup.
The two of them also sincerely invited Amosta to join, but Amosta had never been very interested in this kind of movement.
The first half of this trip was generally comfortable.
They chose the Muggle way to travel, first taking a flight from London to the port city of Aberdeen in the north of England, which is located in the northeast of Scotland and is one of the major cities in Scotland.
The ferry from Aberdeen to the Shetland Islands usually departs at seven o'clock in the evening and arrives early the next morning, which means that Amosta and Sirius need to spend the night on the ferry.
At the end of June, when midsummer is approaching, the temperature here is not scorching, but there is a hint of coolness in the air.
Boom——
Late at night, the ferry traveling on the sea shrouded in thick fog suddenly fell heavily from a height of four or five stories to the bottom between the waves and the wolf. The violent jolt caused a group of Muggles who were sleeping in the room to The tourists panicked, and even Amosta was awakened by the movement.
To be honest, Amosta was not very good at dealing with these less comfortable means of transportation.
But there is nothing you can do about it. When the destination is not precise, using apparation is not a good choice, and flying broomsticks have relatively high physical requirements. Under normal circumstances, wizards who travel long distances cannot Will choose it.
Amosta opened his sleepy eyes and glanced at the bed beside him. Sirius was not in the room.
With his gaze penetrating through the walls of the cabin where some sea water had seeped into, Amosta easily found Sirius's location. After thinking about it, he put a coat on himself, opened the bedroom door, and entered the narrow corridor filled with the smell of sea and rust.
Everything in the field of vision was shaky. At the end of the passage, there was a slovenly Muggle sailor who tied himself to the armrest with a safety belt and was resting with his eyes closed.
The seemingly careless sailor was more alert than he thought. When Amosta's palm touched the cold door handle, he immediately opened his eyes, grabbed Amosta's wrist, and looked at him with a pair of vigilant eyes. Staring at Amosta closely behind her disheveled hair,
"What do you want to do?"
"I have a friend on deck and I'm going to find him."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The sailor exposed this 'lie' unceremoniously. He strained his throat to make his voice reach Amosta's ears.
"I have been staying here, sir. No one has passed by here at all. Moreover, there is a typhoon blowing outside now, and the waves are several stories high. If your friend is really outside, then he must not be on the deck. I I guess he’s probably feeding the fish at the bottom of the sea!”
"You are really unlucky tonight, brother--" A hint of helplessness flashed in Amosta's eyes, "I hope two consecutive rounds of confusion spells won't damage your brain-"
"What?"
The sailor's tone was confused, but before he could ask anything, the world in front of him suddenly became trance-like, and his mind also became trance-like.
Click!
The sailor pulled the bolt and opened the heavy iron door for Amosta. He ignored the violent storm and said happily,
"The weather is really nice, sir. The sun is shining and the sea breeze is gentle. I hope you have a pleasant journey!"
"Thanks--"
Amosta nodded politely, stepped over the threshold in one step, and climbed up to the deck precariously along the steel ladder.
In the violent waves, this ferry with a relatively small displacement was like a small boat. As the turbulent waves rose and fell, Amosta could constantly hear the heart-stopping sound of steel deforming, as if the next second, The ferry disintegrated in the stormy waves.
The ferry seemed to be traveling in the netherworld. The night sky was completely dark, and the sea was also glowing with a deep ink color. There seemed to be a strange force around it, swallowing up all the lights emitted by the ferry itself.
This is the power of heaven and earth!
Amosta stared at a wave that was higher than the bow of the boat, and this thought suddenly came to his mind.
It's not that he has never been to the sea, but in the past it was for missions and in order to keep it secret, he basically would not use wizard or Muggle transportation, but would use the more flexible broomstick. This is the first time he has gone to sea using Muggle methods. From a Muggle perspective, the power of nature is truly terrifying.
Not only Muggles, but even wizards cannot compete with the power of nature.
Waves crashed onto the deck, carrying away several unsecured buckets.
Sirius used a little magic to fix himself on the deck, but he did not cast waterproof magic on himself. His figure was submerged in the ink-colored waves.
Buzz.
A hidden magic barrier adhered to his body, and Amosta floated slightly and came to Sirius's side.
"Looking for excitement?"
"Just reminiscing about the past -" Sirius wiped the water from his face, with a hint of melancholy in his smile, "After escaping from Azkaban, I floated alone on the sea for a few weeks. It seems to be this season too, Hey, obviously less than a year has passed, but it feels like many years have passed——"
Amosta pursed his lips and smiled softly, but said nothing.
"I was so desperate at that time--"
Sirius closed his eyes, still being slapped randomly on his face by the cold water,
"I carefully avoided the sea monsters and mermaids, and took advantage of the calm weather to find some fish to eat from the sea. Sometimes, there was no rain for several days, so I could only drink the blood of those big fish to survive. When the wind blew, I had absolutely no control over my actions, allowing the waves to throw me dozens of feet in the air, or take pictures of the deep sea. Countless times, I thought I was dead—"
Being immersed in the scene made those memories more real and vivid, and Sirius shivered violently.
Amosta knew that Sirius needed someone to talk to, so he remained silent. But fortunately, Sirius quickly regained his senses. He sighed deeply and suppressed all his emotions in his heart.
"No one knows the specific location of Azkaban. Rumor has it that it is located above the North Sea. We can only take one step at a time-"
"Why don't we go straight out to the North Sea from Aberdeen, instead of going to the Shetland Islands first?"
Amosta asked curiously.
"Because that's where I came ashore——"
Sirius explained,
"I was carried by the ocean current not far from the mainland. At this time, the waves became a little gentler. When I was at Hogwarts, I did reasonably well in my astronomy class. I learned about the planets from Aurora. I followed the trajectory to determine my position and tried to adjust the direction, but it was still not easy. By the time I could see the coastline, I was completely exhausted."
A smile suddenly appeared on Sirius's lips,
"I couldn't maintain the form of Animagus and turned into a human body. Then, an old fisherman named John fished me out of the sea. He fed me and took care of me who was exhausted. Thanks to By killing him, I can recover my strength as quickly as possible, and then use my Animagus form to sneak all the way. I promised John that I would go back and see him at the appropriate time."
"So, where does this old fisherman live?"
Amosta asked gently.
At this moment, the strong wind tore apart the endless layers of dark clouds above the night, and a bright moonlight like holy light shone on the distant island.
Faintly, a little light was looming in the sea of waves.
"ah--"
Sirius screamed in surprise,
"He's right there!"
(End of chapter)
