Chapter 2821 The Fleeing Wolf (4)

Before twelve o'clock, the three of us returned to the hotel, and Van Helsing took Dr. Self and me to his room. I have never seen anyone's room so messy and orderly as before.

Van Helsing sat on the bed, which was the only seat available in the room, and Dr. Self and I could only stand and talk to him.

The ship was called the Adonis. Van Helsing found the captain's diary. He received a strange request to transport some silver sand and a box of soil back to Rotterdam. The captain felt that the silver sand was not important to this customer.

If it weren't for the fact that just transporting a box of soil was too weird, he might just want to transport that box of soil.

The ship departed from Tegilda, Turkish officials boarded the ship, the captain gave a tip, everything was normal, and set sail at four o'clock in the afternoon. There was a little trouble when crossing the Dardanelles Strait, more customs officers and

A frigate, the officials inspected it very thoroughly, and the captain gave them another tip before letting them leave the port as soon as possible and enter the Aegean Sea in the evening.

After passing Cape Matabang, there was a commotion on the ship, and one person was missing. The sea was calm at the time, and the crew became very anxious. One crew member ran to the captain's room and told him tremblingly that he saw the stern of the ship while on duty.

There stood a tall, thin man who did not look like a crew member. As he walked along the deck, the man disappeared. For superstitious reasons, he felt very frightened. The captain calmed him, in order to avoid his fear.

The disease spread to others, and the captain promised to give the crew a raise when they disembarked.

After sailing safely for four or five days, they encountered a storm. The sailors were not afraid of the rough waves. But after the storm was over, they found that another person was missing. The crew became suspicious and even suspected that the ship had been damaged.

Here comes the curse.

The captain gathered them together and told them that succumbing to such stupid ideas would affect their morale. He led people to search the ship from bow to stern, not sparing any corner.

There was no place to hide anyone. After the search, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and went back to work happily. He was only very unhappy. He was Romanian, and there was a legend in his hometown that vampires and wizards would rise from the ashes.

, the first mate suggested that the captain throw the box of soil into the sea.

The captain did not agree to do that, not only because it was the guest's cargo, but also because he thought what the first mate said was too ridiculous.

Everything went well when passing through the Strait of Gibraltar, but the weather became bad again when entering the Bay of Biscay. We encountered two big waves in a row, and what was worse was that another person was missing. The first mate became very angry, and the crew became

They were so scared that they required two people to watch the night together, which resulted in a shortage of manpower and made life like hell.

Everyone was exhausted, and the captain didn't know how to arrange the night watch. The second officer volunteered to steer and watch, so that the crew could sleep a few more hours. The wind weakened and the waves were still strong, but the ship calmed down a lot.

According to the nautical chart, they should be approaching England. The weather the next day was very good and the sails were all up. The captain originally felt in a good mood until the first mate told him that the second mate was missing.

This time the mate brought with him all the remaining crew members and the helmsman, who all armed themselves, and it was evident that if the captain did not agree to their demands, they would throw the captain and the box overboard.

The captain tiredly agreed to their request, but the good weather also disappeared. No ship could be seen in the thick fog for two consecutive days, and no one responded to the distress call. Due to the lack of manpower, it became very difficult to raise and lower the sail, and the captain could hardly

Take control of the course.

A shout woke him up, and when the captain rushed onto the deck, he met the first mate. He told the captain that another person was missing, and he said that they must have passed the Strait of Dover, and based on time, they were almost at Rotterdam.

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In fact, it didn't matter if they couldn't reach Rotterdam at this time. They could dock at the French port, but the captain did not tell the first mate because the man's eyes were full of despair and panic.

The thick fog seemed to have been following them, and God seemed to have abandoned them. At midnight, the captain took over the helmsman. Except for the vast sea of ​​fog, the rest was calm. At this time, the captain saw a man, very tall and thin, wrapped in a black robe.

Inside, standing on the side of the ship.

The captain let go of the rudder and picked up his sword. Just as he was about to approach the man, the first mate rushed from the cabin to the deck and stabbed him frantically with the dagger in his hand, but the knife missed him.

It passed through the body, as if air had been inserted into it.

At this time, the wind picked up, and the wind blew the lantern. As if in the next second, the first mate calmly jumped onto the side of the ship and jumped into the sea.

"God save me, how am I supposed to explain these horrific events when I get to shore?"

The captain wrote in his diary, as if whispering, and then he returned to the cabin and asked the remaining crew to check the remaining cargo. He found another box of "clay" among those boxes.

I don't know when this box of soil was put on the ship. The captain was very angry and ordered everyone to carry it out, but they moved it in vain and couldn't lift it at all. It seemed that the box had merged with the ship.

Become one.

One of the crew members said that he might as well blow up the piece with explosives. The captain told him firmly that he couldn't do that, but these crazy people couldn't listen at all.

If the captain is a sailor, he will go up on the deck and lower the boat. The Strait of Dover is a busy route, and a ship will pass by soon, and he will be saved.

But he is the captain, and a captain cannot leave his own ship without permission. If necessary, he will sink with it.

All he could do was to leave the cabin and return to the deck. At this time, the fog had not lifted, but he saw the sunrise. This must be a sunrise, not a sunset, although he could no longer distinguish between day and night.

.He stopped listening to what was going on below, took the helm again, and performed the last duties of the captain.

"Mysterious Incident at Sea" ended with all the crew dead and the captain going crazy. The captain was finally buried in the parish cemetery. During the funeral, a passerby passed by with a dog. The dog kept barking a few meters away, regardless of its owner.

Stop it and it will keep barking.

I looked at the box of soil at Van Helsing's feet with fear, but Van Helsing calmly told me not to worry, because the ship was not a "ghost ship" but a ghost boat.

Ghost ships will appear on the sea, but the canopy is used at funerals. It is equivalent to a coffin. People will put the deceased on the canal and let him float away with the water.

I asked Van Helsing why the coffin was docked on the second floor of the villa. Van Helsing said that it was because the villa was also a coffin. I didn't know if he was talking about a metaphor. Dr. Self said that the captain had a family, although they already had a family.

No longer living here, no matter what kind of ship it is, it will eventually dock.

Van Helsing said that Dr. Self's metaphor was too poetic and inaccurate. The place where the captain's soul wanted to go was the same as the place where the body was. The non-material spirit ship could float in the sea of ​​fog and reach his destination.

But I remember that the captain's body was in the cemetery.

Van Helsing stood up now.

"The only way to solve the mystery is to find definite evidence."

Then he asked Mrs. Harker to borrow a shovel. I hoped that what he was going to do was not what I thought.

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"The Egyptians believed that the body was the container of the soul, so they often experienced 'fugue' experiences."

When Pomona returned with the eggnog, Snape said to the three sixth years.

"Wandering in the fugue is not sleepwalking, your body is still in bed."

"It was like an out-of-body experience," Ben said.

"When I need to ask your opinion, I will say it, Gryffindor..."

"It's the holidays now, Severus." Pomona interrupted, "If you keep it up like this, Gryffindor's hourglass will bottom out."

He looked obviously unhappy, but let Ben Cooper go.

Poor Ben breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come on, drink eggnog." Pomona said. "How can you sail without rum?"

Everyone looked at her strangely.

"Oh, I understand." Liz said with an idea, "It's like what my grandma said, the fortune teller in summer!"

"What does that mean?" Ben asked.

"It probably means 'timely rain'." Liz said.

"Where were you talking about?" Pomona asked.

"Tell her." Severus pointed at Ben Cooper, but he drank eggnog himself.

"Let me tell you," said Barnaby.

"I don't want to hear a Parseltongue tell a story." Snape smiled evilly, "Even though Carter said almost every Parseltongue can be traced back to Salazar Slytherin."

Pomona was shocked and speechless.

But I still sat down quietly and listened to Ben's story.
Chapter completed!