There is no gentle breeze and drizzle on the sea. Instead, there are strong winds and rough waves like plowing through a hole in a garden.
In the nearly a month since entering the sea, Amosta and Sirius have encountered bad weather several times, but each time, they have survived safely under the protection of magic. Therefore, the ship quickly disappeared in the bright starry sky and the hull tilted. When the arc became more and more intense, Sirius didn't feel any panic or surprise.
On the contrary, it was Amosta. He stood at the door of the cabin, staring at the world outside where ghosts were crying and howling, as dark and forbidding as ghosts, with a solemn look on his face.
"What's going on, Amosta?"
Sirius held a glass of red currant rum and staggered out of the kitchen with the swaying hull of the ship. He saw Amosta leaning on the door frame, frowning, facing the constant roaring sound. of sea.
The natural dark clouds are so low that you can reach out and reach them.
Amosta squinted in the gloom, his eyes filled with purple shimmer, staring at the billowing black clouds on the sky that seemed to be within reach, and the thunder snakes swaying between the clouds, clinging to the door frame. Veins gradually popped up in his hands.
"It's just rain, nothing to worry about."
Sirius came to Amosta's side. He noticed the worry in Amosta's eyes and shrugged to comfort him.
"It doesn't look like——"
Amosta said cautiously,
"The magic power is changing with the changes in the natural environment. This flow is not strange, but I have a bad feeling."
Anyone who has dealt with Amosta knows that he is not easy to make bad jokes. When he heard what he said, Sirius also moved the wine glass from his lips and wiped the corners of his red mouth. After thinking for a moment, he looked outside and said hesitantly,
"Could it be that when I left the sea near Azkaban, I was caught in a storm and I survived by drifting with the tide?"
"I have read in relevant records that there are certain defensive measures around Azkaban--"
Amosta said concisely and concisely,
"These defensive measures are very old and are not left by the Ministry of Magic. They seem to have always been there, as if they were a naturally evolved barrier that is insurmountable. That is why the Ministry of Magic can safely detain those heinous criminals here. But how did the Ministry of Magic get through that barrier back then?"
The rain intensified, and the raindrops caught in the cracks pattered on the deck, as if hundreds of people were hammering the cabin with their fists.
"Perhaps you are overthinking, Amosta." Sirius's face was a little unhappy, but he still comforted Amosta, "Even if there is some magic near Azkaban, it won't matter. It would be insurmountable, otherwise, how could I have come out at that time."
As he spoke, Sirius's mood actually became high. He stared expectantly at the huge waves higher than the head of the bed, and said enthusiastically,
"If we are really within the magic defense range, Amosta, it means we are almost approaching Azkaban, right? Oh, I have been worried about taking the wrong way!"
"It's too early to be happy now—"
Amosta had already grasped the wand, his tone still solemn,
"This storm is not normal. It seems to have man-made traces. However, the convergence and divergence of magic power is very normal. There is a more advanced force resisting our approach. Just because you can come out of Azkaban does not mean that we will To be able to invade from the outside, Sirius, maybe you were just lucky last time."
Sirius wanted to say something else, but -
Bang!
Their ship was pushed forward by the hurricane, and at this moment, a huge wave suddenly hit, and with great force, it directly lifted the rusty ship as high as four or five stories!
Amosta's expression changed. He pointed his wand out of the boat, and a purple light screen flowed out from the tip of the wand like water. The light screen attached to the ship wall and spread rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the entire ship was covered with a purple coat. This magic barrier fixed the cabin in mid-air, suspended above the crazy sea level!
Click!
Perhaps the sea was angry that the waves failed to dismember the cabin. The flashing thunder in the lead cloud suddenly became violent. Just like the mythical God of Thunder holding a whip in his own hand, the dazzling thunderbolts were as thin as his wrists and struck the top of the ship with desperate power after lighting up the world.
"Get out of the way!"
Sirius roared at the top of his lungs.
Buzz-——
Amosta immediately circled his wand, and the ship immediately moved, narrowly dodging a series of thunderbolts.
Thunder struck into the sea, and the thunder and lightning containing surging power seemed to turn the sea into a sea of thunder. Countless rays of broken lightning flashed across the screen like swimming fish, dyeing the dark sea surface cyan.
Although they escaped this wave of crisis, neither Amosta nor Sirius looked very good-looking.
With the help of lightning, Sirius finally saw clearly what the situation was. The situation in front of him simply advanced his understanding of the sea!
They seemed to be in an endless mountain range, with huge waves forming undulating peaks and valleys at their feet!
The world in front of him was shaking slightly, and the air was filled with the aura of destruction that the world was about to collapse. Cold sweat and raindrops as big as beans flowed freely on Sirius's face, and he roared wildly,
"Are you kidding, Amosta, you had foreseen that this would happen?!"
What struck the magic barrier protecting the cabin was not only the occasional thunder and wind and rain that could not be avoided, but also a suffocating strange force. Sirius could not feel it, but Amo maintained the magic barrier. Star felt deeply.
The area enveloped by strong winds, heavy rain, and thunder was endless. Sirius could not imagine that if it was a wizard who caused this movement, then perhaps only the legendary Merlin could do this!
"The cruel ones are still behind -"
Amosta panted slightly, and he said calmly.
The existence of Avalon Island fully demonstrated the power of the ancient legendary wizard in front of him. Sirius was right. Before embarking on this journey, he had met to some extent that they would encounter some big scenes, but even so, this news still surprised Amosta, especially when it filled the air. The all-pervasive feeling around him was not due to the tyranny of magic power, but the pressure put on him by a higher level of power——
The pressure of soul power!
Sirius was completely stunned and speechless in shock.
Amosta had already sensed it. He controlled the boat to float in one direction, but as he moved forward, Amosta was suppressed more and more, and fear grew uncontrollably in his heart. In a trance , Amosta seemed to have seen it. Hidden in the unknown front of the darkness, there seemed to be an ancient giant beast with its ferocious bloody mouth open, waiting for them to fall into the trap!
"There's an old teapot on the table in my room. It's a door key—"
A bolt of thunder fell heavily on the deck again, and the barrier created by Amosta suddenly trembled violently, and even the fishing boat under the barrier creaked.
Amosta turned to look at Sirius, who was dripping with cold sweat, and said calmly,
"That portkey was made when I was at Old John's house. It can take you back."
"What do you mean, Amosta?" Sirius was stunned for a few seconds before he regained consciousness. He twisted his eyebrows and his eyes burned.
"You want me to run away? That's not my style, Amosta!"
"The purpose of bringing you here is to show me the way, Sirius-" Amosta sighed secretly and said calmly and resolutely,
"Now it seems that I have arrived. The rest is my personal secret, Sirius. I don't want anyone to get involved, so--"
"Oh, what a clumsy lie!"
Sirius shouted in disgust,
"You want to leave me and face danger alone, right? No way, Amosta, since I brought you here, I have to be responsible for bringing you back!"
(End of chapter)
