The port of Weymouth has been completely shrouded in fog. Harry and others stood on the boat and looked around, but they could only see a gray area and nothing could be seen.
"Miss Geofine, is Weymouth really ahead?" Ron turned his head slightly and looked at Safina, who was reducing the speed in the cockpit and asked.
Hearing this, the other party nodded immediately.
"It can't be wrong."
Not long after, she temporarily parked the ship some distance away from the fog, and then walked out of the cabin.
"Captain, what do you think? Are you going to drive in now?"
In fact, there was no captain appointed for this operation, but Safina had called Harry this once before. She seemed to find this title quite convenient, so she simply continued to call him that.
Harry didn't raise any objection to her - it was just a title anyway, and it was the same no matter what he called it.
"Wait a moment and then go in." Harry glanced at the fog in front a few more times before saying, "Check your things again and make final preparations... Ginny, you and Miss Geoffrey She's about the same figure, lend her the rune robe you're wearing - you can wear mine."
As he spoke, he first took off his rune wizard robe.
"No," Ginny said quickly, "I can dress her, but you don't have to give it to me - if there is a battle, you will definitely take action, but I may not, right?"
"Stop talking and listen to me!" Harry did not listen to Ginny's persuasion and forcibly swept his wizard robe into her hand. "Otherwise, I won't worry."
While they were arguing, Safina on the side said with some confusion:
"Why? Is there anything special about your robes?"
As she was saying this, she suddenly saw a large number of ancient magic scripts drawn on the inside of the robe that Harry took off, and she couldn't help but be surprised:
"Is this an ancient magic item? But this style-"
"This is a wizard robe made by Maka herself," Hannah explained on the side. "It can defend against magic and withstand impacts, and the effect is great."
"Is it Mr. MacLean's work?" Safina stared at the robe carefully and exclaimed again, "It's incredible! I have only read descriptions of similar things in some ancient documents..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw that Ginny had handed over her robe. Safina subconsciously took it in her hand, looked over it over and over, but finally handed it back to Ginny and said:
"No, thank you - Mr. McClain did it to protect you. I'm not dressed appropriately."
"Stop pushing it around," Ron said helplessly when he saw Ginny and Safina handing it over, "Do you remember what I said yesterday? Harry is wearing mine... ha. Leigh, stop being so nagging, Ginny is right, you definitely need it more than anyone else!"
Ron was unusually tough this time. But as a matter of fact, his judgment was indeed correct - even though he had just been refuted by Hermione before, the self-healing ability given to him by Dumbledore could indeed enable him to survive the injury. It holds up better than others.
In the end, Harry could only take Ron's rune robe and put it on himself again.
Seeing that everyone was basically ready, he finally nodded slightly towards Safina, then suddenly waved his hand towards the mist ahead and said:
"Start docking!"
…
The process of sailing the boat into the fog is like driving the boat into a gray wall - this is the special thing about the fog. Not only are the boundaries clear, the inside and outside are like two different worlds.
The moment that the small yacht that Harry and his crew were on crossed the border and broke into the foggy area, the already bright sun suddenly disappeared, and everyone's eyes suddenly dimmed.
"Lower the speed a little more—"
"I know."
Harry didn't need to remind her. When Safina saw that the visibility in the fog was so low, she immediately reduced her sailing speed again, and finally drove forward slowly at a speed slower than a human running.
However, where the port is, it is still not visible.
Since there is no reference at all, everyone can only remain patient and continue to wait. Because from now on, unless they encounter an enemy that they have to fight, they can use magic as little as possible.
Harry stood on the side of the ship and looked around, trying to see something. Unfortunately, the surroundings of the ship were completely hazy. No matter how wide he opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything at the moment.
"This fog... is thicker than it was in London and Canterbury!"
Yes, as Harry said, the fog that has almost enveloped the entire UK now has become so thick that it is difficult for ordinary people to walk in it.
It must be said that this far exceeded their previous expectations.
"If everything on the shore is like this, I think we won't be able to move in this fog without the help of magic!" Harry frowned, "The plan has changed, and we have to reconsider it. "
"Yes!" Neville immediately nodded and said, "If this continues, we will be no different from blind people in this fog. Let's not talk about rushing. If we encounter a battle on the way, we can really survive in this fog. Fight against those terrifying living corpses?”
And just when everyone began to think hard, Safina in the cabin suddenly let out a soft cry. Immediately, the ship hit something with a bang, causing the whole ship to shake violently.
Ron, who was standing on the far side, lost his footing and almost fell into the sea outside the boat.
"careful!"
Neville quickly reached out his hand and pulled him back, but he himself swayed and sat down.
After the ship stabilized a little and everyone looked forward, Safina in the cockpit spoke:
"Well... we're here, although this is obviously not the same as the way I expected to dock."
Everyone saw that the bow of the ship had hit an iron pillar that seemed to be a pier railing.
"But anyway, it stopped."
Before she finished speaking, Safina quickly walked out of the cabin, dragged a bundle of cables to the bow of the ship, and tied the ship directly to the iron pillar.
"Let's go! You can go ashore now, let's go ashore from here!"
After tying the cable, Safina turned around and waved her hand, then grabbed the railing and jumped up, turning over neatly.
Harry and the other five saw this and hurriedly followed.