Chapter 2769 Lament of the Moon (2)

Brittany likes to name villages after saints. Around the sixth century AD, monks built the Saint-Tudou Monastery here, and then people began to settle here and built houses around the monastery, gradually forming village.

In the 9th century AD, the Vikings began to attack the European continent. This small town near the sea and river was inevitably plundered, but the residents soon returned here and rebuilt the village. The avenue is lined with the best half-timbered houses in Brittany. These houses are very well maintained and the wood has been painted in bright colors. The owner's daughter Mina asked me if these houses are as beautiful as Paris.

That's how we met, the suit I was wearing when I arrived was gone, and the coat and travel blanket, and as I was rummaging around, Mina appeared and she soaked them in the "magic fountain" .

I daresay the bishops would be offended to hear her say that, but that's the way faith is practiced here, magic is directed at lesser demons, and ancient magical springs become objects of pilgrimage.

We spent a happy day with fresh air and cool breeze. We walked along the cliff path and enjoyed the scenery of the coastline. The light attracts, so the tower keeper will put out the lighthouse on that day.

Only those who have been tortured by the night can appreciate the sweetness and kindness of the day. My fear gradually disappeared, and on the fourth day I even dared to venture with Van Helsing and Dr. Self.

"Come with me, my dear young man," Dr. Self said humbly to me in a voice of disbelief and admiration.

"Aren't we acting together?" I asked.

"Or do you wish to stay here an hour longer?" said Dr. Van Helsing gravely.

Before my courage faded away, I went straight to the south window and picked up the crossbow placed against the wall.

And so, at dusk, when the sky turned ruby ​​red, we set out for the castle, and the mist from the sea was blown again by the wind, and everything seemed gray.

I don't know if Dr. Self wanted me to take it easy, but he was talking to me about the patient with the meat-eating disease, or "raw eating disease" as he called it, and he wanted to hunt as many lives as possible to save his life. A purpose to accumulate life to eat.

"He ate a lot of sparrows," Dr Self said. "I don't know what he's going to eat next, but he was a good kid before."

I was horrified and deeply sympathetic to what I heard. When we came to the peak on the side of the valley, the clock tower struck nine, the village was brightly lit, and cheerful music was playing on the pier. It blew with the wind. Come, blow with it the murmur of sheep and lambs.

The doctor and I took some soil from under a beech tree, put it in a sackcloth bag, and went on for a while, when Doctor Self stopped suddenly.

"There's something hiding in the wind." He suddenly yelled.

I felt it too, and I took out the binoculars.

Although the telescope can do so little in such weather, I still saw a ship suspended in the gray "sea".

I told Dr. Self what I had discovered, and after a few minutes of silence, he shook my hand, said good-bye, and left.

This scene moved me very much, and also made me very sad. Just when I was about to follow him, a golden light broke through the gray fog and shone in my direction.

This is Dr. Van Helsing's contact information, he taught me, so I responded in the same way.

He appeared next to me almost in the next second. After he picked up my binoculars and watched for a while, he didn't chase the ship like Dr. Self.

"It's bound to go somewhere, even if it's hell," said Dr. Van Helsing, and there came a great fog, even more spectacular than the previous one, and it looked black.

At nearly ten o'clock in the evening, the surroundings became even more silent, and even the people at the pier dispersed, but the boat with its full sails was still sailing.

The wind turned suddenly to the northeast, and it seemed strange to say that no one but us had spotted the ship, so that it reached "port" safely with full sail.

I went there during the day, and it is said that a madman lived there, and then the place was abandoned. He used to be a captain before he went crazy, and he was the only one who came back from the last sea, but Mina said that what came back was just a shell.

Excuse me, I think the ship sank and the captain was right to throw himself into the sea. After the boat stopped, Van Helsing and I walked towards that place together.

The closer I got, the more I realized it was too cold, and my teeth kept chattering and rattling. When we approached the villa, the unowned boat was docked by a window on the second floor. The boat was full of iron chains. There was a hole in the wooden hull, which made the chain look like it was deeply embedded in the "meat" , a few wooden boxes could be faintly seen through the hole.

We didn't see Dr. Self, maybe he wasn't on board, but I made up my mind not to part ways with Van Helsing. Like an ape, he climbed to the second floor along the vines outside the villa. I also imitated his appearance, but when I checked the railing, I found that I was not in the villa, but on a boat.

"Captain." The first mate came to my side. "A crew member is missing. It was his turn to keep watch last night, but he didn't return to the cabin."

I shook my head, and then I realized that I was still on the second floor of the villa, not on the deck.

Van Helsing had already got into the boat through the hole, and I followed in. Suddenly, there was a heavy rain outside, and the boat seemed to heave and sway with the waves.

In the violent shaking, Van Helsing opened a treasure chest...

Sirius Black opened a wooden box with his wand, which was full of dirt.

"What does she collect these things for?" James asked inexplicably, his glasses getting a lot of dust.

"When a person dies, the magic power disappears," Pomona said, "and what's more, the contents of this box may have been stored for 1,000 years."

"Could it be a scroll?" Remus asked.

Sirius turned over and shook his head.

"Throw away these boxes," said James impatiently.

Pomona was a little reconciled, these boxes looked like treasure chests no matter what.

But she opened several treasure chests, and found no gold, silver, jewelry, or magical items. Just when she was about to give up, she finally found it...

"A stone." She complained, showing the discovery to everyone.

"Keep it." Sirius said disinterestedly, and he was no longer interested in opening the boxes, and made those boxes smaller.

In short, the weekend that should have gone to Hogsmeade was wasted in this strange secret room. It is the best not to go to the Shrieking Shack. Who knows if there will be anyone who wants to explore the haunted house?

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Later, Pomona used the stone to "bribe" the centaurs, who used to wear necklaces made of stones.

After removing the dusty material on the outside of the stone, the beautiful rough stone inside was exposed. As a "reward", the centaur was willing to "duel practice" with Severus Snape, and every time he was beaten, he was scarred.

But Severus boiled the potion himself, and the wound disappeared quickly after applying it, and he gradually became sensitive, no longer afraid of being outnumbered after the fifth grade owls exam.

Pomona also took him to practice the black magic "Shenfeng Invisible" invented by himself. The object was Glop. The black magic that can cause terrible wounds on humans is similar to being stung by a bully on Glop. Who makes it only effective for "living" beings, but it has no effect on the release of dummies.

Then she remembered the night of the full moon, when Remus let out a terrible wolf howl after being transformed in front of the children.

It was this sound that alarmed the people in the castle. Almost everyone had an astronomical telescope, and the moonlight was so bright that day.

The strange thing is that before Remus transformed into a wolf, he couldn't howl. What happened that night?