The days at Hogwarts

Let Grandpa Bates stay here to comfort Wendell, Loren walked around and checked the situation of the cruise ship.

It was said that the cruise ship was older than him and had experienced a war with live ammunition, which still made him a little curious.

As a 10,000-ton super-large cruise ship, the hull of Queen Elizabeth 2 is cast from special steel. The bulbous bow abandons the traditional rivet fixing method and uses welding technology to overlap the steel plates. The orange-red guard plate outside the black chimney was later modified for war, and the original steam turbine engine was also replaced with diesel power.

It is said that the hull is also equipped with reinforced steel plates, so it will be fine if it is directly hit by a mine.

There are two helicopter landing pads on the deck, and the hull can be equipped with artillery. The civilian cruise ship can be converted into a military combat ship at any time.

Loren investigated the huge ship with interest.

Such a huge industrial essence creation, even if Hogwarts builds a special express train, Loren still feels that the wizarding world will never build a magic ship in the future.

The effort and reward are not proportional.

The magical world does not have such a large demand for transportation. Even if it does, wizards prefer to use door keys and transport items in storage devices. This is indeed a more convenient and faster method, but the wizards who do this will also lose the opportunity to explore the ocean.

History books record some wizard explorers who could travel around the world on broomsticks, but they would always get lost, and their exploration relied on the blessing of Merlin.

In terms of military capabilities, such a heavy giant ship is even more powerless against wizards. An elite Auror who understands the basic principles of radar can destroy the giant wheel. Just use a Fire Spell or Precision Strike Engine.

Magic is so unreasonable.

After going around in a circle and returning to Grandpa Bates, Wendell had already accepted the fact that he would not be able to fish for the next five days. He leaned on the railing and stared at the sea affectionately.

Bates was watching the sea leisurely.

As soon as the three of them returned to the room, Wendell sat down on the sofa and began to sigh, his tone extremely disappointed: "If I had known, we would have booked the flight. The flight only takes a few hours, but the cruise takes five days...

"Okay now, we have to float on the boat for five days...

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't strongly requested to take a cruise..."

Loren's eyebrows knitted together tightly. He couldn't understand why he was feeling depressed when he came back when he was fine outside just now.

Bates took the brochure again, lowered his head and read it carefully.

Just when Loren was full of doubts, Monica sat down next to the sofa, put her arms around her husband's shoulders and began to comfort her: "It's okay, we agreed to choose a cruise ship... and a cruise ship is more convenient than an airplane..."

The soft-spoken look was gentler than usual.

Loren's eyes widened, he didn't expect you to be like this Wendell!

After listening for a few minutes and confirming that he couldn't learn anything, Loren found Hermione who was reading the newspaper on the balcony, and pretended to be casual and said: "Well, we are about to spend five boring days on the cruise ship. …”

"You can do your homework if you're bored." Hermione held a thick stack of newspapers without raising her head. "I also have potato chips here. Do you want some?"

"..."

It seems that there are differences between mother and daughter.

Loren fell silent and glanced at Hermione calmly, but noticed the image of Dumbledore that was constantly shaking on the newspaper. Looking at the header of the newspaper again, he couldn't help but uttered in surprise:

"The New York Ghost?"

"American wizard newspapers." Hermione shook the newspapers and handed him a small stack. "I thought I should know the latest news about the American wizarding world, so I asked the manager of Flourish and Blotts to buy me a bound volume before I left."

Loren took the newspaper, looked at the page where Dumbledore was, and read in a low voice:

"The chief wizard of the Wizengamot, Albus Dumbledore, has arrived in New York, and the International Confederation of Wizards is about to convene..."

The report briefly introduced Dumbledore, and focused on the time of the International Confederation of Wizards, the participating countries, the intelligent magical creatures present, and the topics that may be discussed at the conference.

The newspapers at the back reported on some recent major events in the international magical world.

[The British Ministry of Magic has an ambiguous attitude towards werewolves: The Anti-Werewolf Act may trigger a war between werewolves and wizards, and an improved version of wolfsbane potion may appear...]

[The exposure risk factor in the wizarding world rose to a new high in 1994.

The pro-wizarding No-Maj community is on the rise, should we show up?

Historians urge everyone: stay calm]

[The 30th anniversary of the promulgation of the "Prohibition of Private Breeding and Raising of Magical Creatures" bill, a review of the Scamander Disaster]

[Wizard's Confusion: Is the Football World Cup an imitation of the Quidditch World Cup...]

The standard of the New York Phantom is much higher than that of the Daily Prophet, and subsequent pages have attracted enough attention.

By the time Loren finished reading a small stack of newspapers, Hermione had already finished reading the rest. Loren looked up at the sky outside. The sun was setting and it would take some time before it sank into the sea.

The sun is slowly turning orange, and the sky is also dyed with a layer of orange.

Hermione leaned on the small table, supporting her chin with one hand, which was also stained with a layer of orange. She said softly: "Do you think Professor Lupin is okay now?"

"I do not know either."

Loren saw the top page of the newspaper in front of her, which contained reports about the werewolf community.

Hermione sighed softly: "Voldemort is definitely plotting to harm people, but our Minister of Magic doesn't believe that he is still alive at all...

"If Voldemort stirs up werewolves and causes chaos during the International Confederation of Wizards, the wizarding community around the world will reject werewolves, and Professor Lupin's situation will be even worse."

"Have more faith in our old headmaster, Hermione..." Loren scratched her nose, "You must know that Voldemort has not been resurrected, but Dumbledore is alive."

Hermione wrinkled her nose and glared at him, her eyes shining brightly as the sun reflected the sun's rays.

Monica's call came from the room: "Loren, Hermione! Come in quickly, we are going to have dinner!"

"coming!"

Before entering the house, Loren looked back at the sea——

The sunset is gilded.

Chapter 395 Today is also Professor Granger

On the sea, a luxury ship is slowly crossing the Atlantic Ocean.

The speed of Queen Elizabeth 2 is not slow, but this is the open sea, without any islands or land to serve as a reference. If it were not for the white waves and foam proving that they are sailing far away, tourists might suspect that they are staying in the same place.

On the second day on board, the ship had been away from the port for more than ten hours. Loren began to feel that the scenery on the sea had become dim. The initial joyful and transparent feeling gradually faded away, leaving only dullness, just like whole wheat bread without any additional ingredients.

Except for the bar and casino, which prohibits minors from entering, there are very few places for recreation on the ship. There is a small swimming pool and a small playground in the atrium of the cabin, but Loren thinks that the water in the swimming pool is too dirty and the things in the playground are too childish.

The Grangers and Bates were very interested in opera and often cheered for it, but Loren and Hermione were not that old yet and they just found adults boring.

If there's any consolation, it's that the restaurants on the ship are pretty good, especially the after-dinner ice cream.

At the open-air tea seat in the atrium of the cruise ship, melodious piano music sang softly, accompanied by the gentle sea breeze, and sometimes unnamed seabirds flew past the tea seat, attracting young girls and elegant ladies to rush to raise the bread in their hands.

There are always people who think that maybe they prefer French fries with ketchup to bland bread.

After a while, the seabirds left, the outdoor teahouse calmed down, and the guests resumed talking about the excitement on the dance floor in the cabin last night.

Loren took a sip of the caramel latte in the cup and looked across.

Hermione's brows furrowed slightly, and her fair face was slightly tilted, looking worried.

She looked intently at the Arithmancy homework in her hand. The amount of homework assigned by Professor Victor was not easy even for the top student in the grade.

Loren pondered for a moment: "I have a question."

"Ok?"

"Can you dance?"

"You know a little bit."

"Ok?"

Loren looked at her in surprise: "You can actually dance!?"

"Any questions?"

Hermione said as she wrote down a row of formulas in her notebook and began to think about which one to use for calculations——

Her pen suddenly stopped, as if she noticed something very interesting. She raised her head and smiled mischievously:

"You've been thinking about this since dinner last night?"

"No, just curious."

Loren lowered his head to drink tea.

Hermione stared at him and suddenly grinned, her eyebrows arched in laughter.

It seems like a great secret has been discovered.

In Hermione's eyes, Loren was a genuine genius. Whether it was transfiguration, alchemy, potions, or financial investment, there seemed to be nothing Loren could not do. Even though she had recently discovered the magical power of the Book of Fantasy, she felt that she could not keep up with Loren.

She just has a lazy personality, otherwise she would definitely not be number one in the grade.

But it seems different now.

Hermione closed the pen cap and notebook, straightened her back and looked serious like a professor:

"Actually, I'm not good at dancing either. But starting from the kindergarten graduation dance, I went to all kinds of dances with my parents. I saw more and became better at it."

"Lots of dances?"

"So many!" Hermione nodded with a stern face. She couldn't help complaining when she talked about this. "Kindergarten graduation dance, birthday dances for my parents' colleagues and friends, promotion dances, Christmas dances, bachelorette dances before marriage, new house dances when moving... In short, there are dances for all kinds of occasions.

“You can’t read books or watch documentaries at the dance, you can’t eat big food, and you can’t talk too loudly. When I was a kid, dances were so annoying to me.

"But my parents didn't worry about me being alone at home, so they always took me with them..."

Hermione's complaints suddenly stopped. She glanced at Loren secretly and put on her professorial manner again: "Although I was just watching most of the time, Dad also invited me to dance. I know a little bit of both waltz and jazz, so I can still teach you."

She raised her chin, and her clear voice was filled with pride: "How about it, do you want to learn?"

Loren's expression was complicated, and her heart was even more complicated.

I have never learned these things in my two lives. I thought that the lonely Miss Granger was as novice as him, but it turned out that she was also a big shot.

But if I don’t study now, next semester I will...

Thinking of this, Loren nodded slowly and said calmly: "Let's give it a try."

Hermione couldn't control the smile on her face, stood up, held her notebook in one hand, picked up Loren with the other, and ran to the room.

The adults are all watching "Macbeth" in the theater now, so they are the only ones in the whole guest room. Hermione asked Loren to sit down on the sofa, and she stood beside him like a professor and explained:

"Starting with the waltz, this is the most commonly used and representative dance. It-"

Hermione's explanation suddenly got stuck. She subconsciously wanted to start from the historical aspects of the origin, development, and extension of dance. However, in the final analysis, she could only be considered to be a skilled dancer. She had no knowledge in this area, and her only practical experience was fishing in troubled waters on the dance floor with Wendel.

Although Wendell's colleagues and friends praised him, they were just polite.

Hermione glanced at Loren secretly, feeling that she had not revealed her secret yet, and immediately waved her hand: "These are not important, I will dance with you a few times and you will be fine!"

"Is this so..."

Loren looked at her dubiously.

Hermione didn't say anything, but stretched out her hand to pull Loren up, and waved her wand to move all the sofa furniture in the living room to the wall, creating a spacious open space.

"I'll teach you the most basic grip first, like this..."

Hermione placed her hands behind his armpits to demonstrate, then placed his right hand behind her at the bottom of her left shoulder blade, held his arm with her left hand, and raised his other hand slightly with her right hand.

Loren blinked.

It was a little different from what he thought about wrapping his arms around his waist. It was slightly higher, soft and bouncy, and his breath was filled with the faint fragrance of Hermione, which made him unconsciously distracted.

"Then it's the square step, pay attention to your step..."

Hermione opposite was rejoicing at the progress of her teaching, and had not paid attention to classroom discipline at all, causing a certain student's mind to not focus on teaching at all.

"...Finally, we look at each other face to face, and that's the end!"

After a dance class, Hermione's forehead was already slightly sweaty. She rubbed her sore arms and looked at him expectantly: "How's it going? Did you learn it?"

"Not at all," Loren said flatly.

Hermione looked at him, her little face full of confusion: "How could it be possible? Men's steps are much easier than women's steps, and I only teach basic movements..."

Professor Granger began to recall his teachings, and finally attributed the problem to not practicing enough, and pulled Loren to continue practicing.

Although the teaching quality is average, the teaching experience is excellent.

An anonymous student spoke highly of it.

Chapter 396 Night at Sea