Chapter 418: Youhang Storm

Chapter 418: Youhang Storm
The young lady, whom Kritov called "Miss Savannah," looked at Sherin, her blue eyes reflecting a faint light, both scrutinizing and probing. When their eyes met, Sherin was speechless for a moment, only to feel that the woman in front of him seemed to have a charm that did not belong to the mortal world, like a Nordic elf walking out of the night, fresh and refined to the point of being stunning, but difficult to approach.

Kritov's lackey quickly explained the whole situation to her in a low voice.

When Savannah heard Xielin claiming to be Karkaroff's VIP, a hint of surprise flashed across her frosty face, and she immediately turned her eyes to the iron plate in Xielin's hand.

"Young gentleman, I don't know what to call you. These students are immature. If I have offended you in any way, I apologize on their behalf." Savannah's cold voice came, and her cold and distant tone contained an irresistible magic.

Schelling sighed inwardly. Originally, he had not intended to make a big deal about his visit to Durmstrang. After all, Karkaroff's identity was sensitive, and Schelling did not want their alliance to be exposed for the time being, which would attract the attention of any force to Karkaroff. But if he continued to conceal it now, misunderstandings and conflicts might escalate.

"I am from the Malfoy family of Great Britain. I am indeed a distinguished guest invited by Karkaroff. Please pass a message to Karkaroff to clarify the unnecessary misunderstandings." Sherin nodded politely and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

I'm being polite to you because of Karkaroff, not because I'm really afraid of you.

These people are too short-sighted. Once Xie Ling starts to take serious action, I'm afraid no one on this ship will be able to see tomorrow's sunrise.

"Well, Mr. Malfoy, can I see the Durmstrang nameplate in your hand?" Savannah asked. Although it was a request, there was no doubt in her tone.

Xie Lin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of ambiguous smile in his eyes, "What if I say no? Will you all gang up on me?"

She frowned slightly, and there was a bit of grievance in her watery eyes, which made people feel particularly pitiful. She said softly and weakly: "Please don't make it difficult for me, Mr. Malfoy. Durmstrang has strict rules. If outsiders sneak in because of my negligence, I will be punished severely and unimaginably."

The students around were talking about it. It seemed that Savannah was a goddess in the hearts of many boys in Durmstrang. Several senior boys at the scene could not help but stand up and teach Xie Ling a lesson.

Xie Ling sighed softly.

"I'll say it again, I am really a distinguished guest invited by Karkaroff. If you choose to offend me now, you'd better think clearly about how to explain to your principal later?" Xie Ling said coldly.

The boys who had been standing in front of Xie Ling suddenly felt an extremely strong oppressive force coming towards them. It was an unprecedented feeling, as if their magic power, spirit, blood, soul, and will were crushed at the same time. Their legs softened at the same time and they knelt on the ground in an orderly row.

Xie Ling didn't even pull out his wand!
The students behind finally realized what kind of person they had offended.

Some people were even sharp-eyed and had recognized Shaylin from the lower half of his face. "It's... it's him, Shaylin Malfoy, the champion of this year's Triwizard Tournament!"

"Damn! It's him! Why is he here? And... the gap in strength between him and us..." The boy who said this swallowed and could no longer speak.

Because, like him, everyone was in a state of despair that they could not extricate themselves from. The gap between them and Xie Ling was so huge that they would probably never catch up in this lifetime.

"This is Durmstrang, not a place for you to indulge yourself." Savannah stepped forward and stood between Sherin and the boys. Her movements were graceful and capable, as if every step was calculated precisely. Sherin did not speak, but just stood there, watching Savannah gently wave her wand and separate Sherin from them with an invisible barrier. The boys then stood up, panting heavily, and looked at each other for a few seconds, all with expressions of having survived a disaster.

"I have made my attitude clear. Now, can you go and ask your principal for instructions?" Xie Lin said calmly.

"No need for that." Savannah stared at Xielin deeply, as if she wanted to carve Xielin's appearance into her mind, and said, "Drmstrang has always respected the strong. Since you have demonstrated such strength, the nameplate in your hand must be real."

Then, she bowed gracefully to Sherin and said softly, "Mr. Malfoy, I apologize for the offense I caused you before. Now please follow me and I will take you to the VIP reception room for dinner."

The corners of Xie Ling's mouth slightly raised, but in his heart he re-evaluated the woman's scheming and ability. He was able to quickly recognize the overall situation and was willing to condescend to calm the situation, which showed his extraordinary talent and resourcefulness.

……

After that incident, Xie Ling never saw Savannah again, and no one dared to pick a fight with Xie Ling again.

Schelling was also happy with this, resting and eating in his own private VIP room every day, and reading books in his spare time. Schelling was also so hardworking when he was recuperating in Ella Cottage and during his leisure time on the train.

He read all the books on black magic from all the pure-blood families. He certainly benefited a lot from reading, but it was too early to say that he became a master of black magic. After all, he only read the theory, lacking actual experiments, research and practical exercises, so he could not really understand the essence of black magic.

Black magic does not require high skills in casting spells or wand gestures, but it has higher requirements for the guidance of emotions and the output of magic power.

Two days passed, during which the ghost ship docked twice, once in a port in Sweden and once in Norway, taking a considerable number of students on board. Finally, the ghost ship left the Norwegian mainland, sailed all the way to the North Pole, and finally approached an unknown island in the North Sea at night.

It was an unmappable place. The island was not marked on the Muggle world map, so Schelling did not actually have the specific coordinates of the place. Schelling could only infer from the general sailing direction and time that the island was in the far north of the North Sea. He could especially clearly feel that its temperature was much colder than that of the Norwegian mainland.

When the ghost ship was less than eight miles away from the island, Schelling had quietly come to the deck and looked at the island from afar. The cold wind blowing on his face refreshed Schelling, who had been stuck in the cabin for two days.

Around him were little wizards wrapped tightly in their cloaks, talking quietly about something. Xie Ling, who was very sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, knew that they were talking about why he was not afraid of the cold.

It’s not that Xie Ling is not afraid of the cold, but his wizard robe has a constant temperature function. In addition, he has consumed many magic potions since he was a child and has absorbed the source of life. His physique is different from that of ordinary people and he has a considerable resistance to cold and heat.

As the ship approached, a mist suddenly appeared strangely, and the black hull merged with the mist, becoming indistinguishable from each other in the darkness.

Just when Sherin thought that this island was the location of Durmstrang, what happened next surprised him again.