When the British wizarding world was in turmoil, terrible events occurred repeatedly, even affecting the Muggle world, causing the entire London inhabitants to evacuate their homes en masse......

Because of Maca's foresight, there was a huge ghost ship carrying a boatload of people, cleaving the waves and sailing peacefully across the vast Atlantic Ocean.

Since the day it set sail, the ship has made five ultra-long-distance movements through the magic it possesses.

It started in the United Kingdom, and its first stop was the extremely cold Arctic Ocean.

On that day, Professor McGonagall personally led a large number of young wizards to the ice caps of the Arctic Ocean. Through a vivid "Fire Spell Class", she demonstrated the difficulty of casting fire-related spells in the North Pole, and made everyone intuitively aware of the connection between spells and nature.

After that, they went to the tropical Caribbean Sea, Mount Everest, known as the "top of the world", the "largest crack" in the earth, the Grand Canyon of Colorado, and the bottom of Lake Baikal, known as the "world's deepest lake" in Russia.

During such a rich itinerary, the young wizards of Hogwarts could not help but see all kinds of novelty, shocking, terrifying, or interesting natural landscapes and magical animals, and also visited Muggles and wizards in various countries with various customs.

Now, the ghost ship, kindly loaned by Durmstrang College, is sailing on the southern half of the Atlantic Ocean.

It was still late at night when the ship was out of the sea, and Professor McGonagall planned to have the students ascend to the active volcanic island called "South Georgia" early tomorrow morning to see some of the fire magic creatures that lived or inside the volcano.

Then, they will sail directly to Antarctica, the southernmost point in the world, and let the young wizards taste the difference between the South Pole and the North Pole for themselves.

To be honest, McGonagall and Maca have arranged a lot of places to go on this study tour, and the whole trip will not only allow the students to learn a lot and broaden their horizons, but also be very interesting, and everyone will never get bored.

At the same time, although McGonagall was smiling all the time, she couldn't sleep all night long.

Not only her, but most of the professors who accompanied her were also like this.

After all, even though they are away, they can also know what is going on in London. And because the news you get is basically a little "outdated", you will feel more worried.

But no matter how worried they were, they couldn't go back.

Especially after learning about the disaster in London, in order to keep the whole ship of young wizards safe, they need to move around the world as often as possible.

And in the midst of this kind of worrying trip, the less daring guys like Slughorn and Filch seem to be very calm.

Because, this ship may really be one of the safest places in the world today!

Right now, in the single cabin where Professor McGonagall was resting, the oil lamp in the glass cover was faintly flickering with pea-sized flames, barely bringing a little light to the cabin.

After all this time of sailing, almost all of the little ones who were suffering from seasickness among the students stopped throwing up under Madam Pomfrey's treatment, which made the night finally quiet.

McGonagall, however, still couldn't sleep, and only managed to sleep for a little while on the hard bed that gently swayed with the waves, and then sat back down at the table and fell into deep thought.

She knew that Maca had withdrawn from the fog with all the people of London, and although it was only temporary, it could be said that it was safe for now.

It's just that the boulder in the sky is about to fall on Hogwarts Castle, and on that day, something terrible will happen.

The powerlessness of knowing that danger was approaching and that she could do nothing made McGonagall grow much older in the past few days.

"Alas"

After a long silence alone, she sighed softly again, and then looked up at the portrait that had been hung on the wall of the cabin with her on the trip.

On the canvas, a lifelike old man with a white beard and hair really had his eyes slightly closed, as if he were asleep, motionless. Only the floating of the chest and the slight shrugging of the shoulders prove that it is indeed a magical portrait.

"Albus, you don't say a word, just help little Maca come up with an idea!"

Ever since Dumbledore's death and the painting of this magical portrait, he had not woken up from this magical portrait. More than once, McGonagall wished that he would open his eyes on the canvas and say a few words, but never once did he wake up.

After grumbling at the portrait as she normally would, McGonagall finally got up from her chair on the table, ready to pour some potion on her sleepless self, as she had done for several nights these days.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, which could not be said to be urgent, but the frequency was obviously fast, and they quickly walked towards her cabin.

"Bang!"

Soon, with the sound of a door opening that seemed very abrupt at night, a familiar figure appeared in the doorway.

"There's movement in Trelawney's room, you'd better check it out...... I'm going to call Flitwick and them too. ”

It was Snape, who spoke quickly, and immediately turned away as soon as he had finished speaking, apparently believing that the movement was not a good sign.

But even so, he preferred to stride fast and big, walking like a whirlwind. But I don't know what I'm being reserved, and I always refuse to run.

Of course, McGonagall was already accustomed to Snape's style, and she didn't care about anything, so she quickly ran out of the cabin and rushed straight to the room of Trelawney, the professor of divination.

Just looking at her running, you can't tell that she is in her sixties this year.

However, when he ran all the way to the door of Trelawney's room, there was no sound at all.

But let's be honest, anyone on this ship could joke, but it could never be Snape. As soon as she thought of this, McGonagall had a bad premonition in her heart.

She pulled out her wand and pointed at the door, which opened in an instant, and then lit up the tip of her wand with a flick.

In the next second, the scene in the cabin made McGonagall, who had always been extremely calm, subconsciously take half a step back, and the hand holding the wand trembled slightly because of the sudden force.

“…… Sybil. ”

Just as McGonagall stopped at the doordoor for a moment due to the astonishing sight she had seen, a series of footsteps approached from the direction she had come. Led by Snape, Flitwick and the rest of the deans gathered.

"What's wrong? What happened? ”