Traveling through Hogwarts, just wanting to have a love affair

When David, Phoenix and Astoria's plates were cleared.

David stood up and offered to show them around the magnificent ship.

Phoenix and Astoria showed great interest in this and they couldn't wait to explore every corner of the ship.

"First, let's start with the front of the boat."

David said, a hint of pride in his voice.

“Our forecastle is not only our pioneer in exploring the unknown, but also the guardian of our ship.”

"It's high up and gives us a wide field of vision, allowing us to spot obstacles ahead, whether they're reefs or other ships."

"At the same time, its presence also protects our hull from direct impact from the waves, ensuring a smooth voyage."

They walked slowly along the side of the ship and came to the center of the ship. David continued to introduce:

“Now, we come to the deck, which is the heart of our daily life and work.”

He pointed to the towering masts and the sails spread wide, and continued:

"You see, these masts and sails are our power source. They catch the force of the wind and propel our ship forward through the waves."

“Each sheet of sail has been carefully designed to suit different wind directions and wind strengths, ensuring we can sail in the most efficient way possible.”

Phoenix and Astoria were so mesmerized by the spectacular sight that their eyes lingered on every detail on the deck.

David's introduction gave them a deeper understanding of the structure and function of the ship, and made them look forward to the upcoming expedition.

David continued their tour with Phoenix and Astoria, his words full of love and pride for the ship.

“We rely on the power of the wind to propel our boat forward.”

He explained:

“Also on the deck are our capstans, which are vital because they are used to adjust the position of the sails to suit different wind directions.”

“By precisely controlling the angle of the sails, we can maximize the force of the wind and keep the boat moving fast even in light winds.”

As they continued walking, David pointed below deck.

"Below the deck is our cabin. It is not only where our food, water and cargo are stored, but also our home at sea."

“Although the space is small, we pay a lot of attention to keeping it clean and organized.”

“Good cabin management is essential to maintaining the morale and health of the crew.”

David then led them to the stern of the ship and pointed to the tall poop.

"The poop is our conning tower."

"I command the ship from here, and this is also where our navigation equipment, such as compasses and nautical charts, are located."

“These tools help us orient ourselves, plan our routes, and ensure we get to our destination safely.”

He added with a smile:

"My cabin is here too. It's not big, but it's enough for me to rest and plan our route."

“In this small space, I think about our voyage and develop strategies to deal with various challenges we may encounter at sea.”

David's words revealed his deep affection for the ship. It was like he was introducing his own outstanding child, with endless things to say.

His introduction not only gave Phoenix and Astoria a deeper understanding of the ship's structure.

It also made them feel the responsibility and honor of being a captain.

Phoenix and Astoria hung on David's every word, their eyes sparkling with curiosity and learning.

After all, this was their first opportunity to see the inner workings and structure of a ship so closely.

However, as David explained the various parts of the ship in detail, Phoenix's eyes were attracted by a distinctive figure.

It was a young boy, who was concentrating on cleaning the deck.

His movements were meticulous, as if every speck of dust on the floor was an enemy he wanted to conquer.

The boy's concentration was impressive; he seemed completely absorbed in his work, oblivious to everything around him.

His attentiveness and persistence made Phoenix stop and observe.

On this busy ship, the boy's presence seemed like a quiet island, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding hustle and bustle.

The boy has a handsome face and delicate features, giving people a gentle and restrained feeling.

Although he was thin, his movements were extremely firm and powerful.

In contrast to Phoenix's long golden hair, the boy's golden hair only reaches his eyebrows, giving people a simple and capable impression.

Phoenix noticed that despite the boy's frail appearance, the muscles in his arms and hands showed how hard he worked.

Each wipe seemed so powerful and precise, as if he was not just cleaning the floor, but performing a sacred ritual.

David and Astoria also noticed this as Phoenix and Astoria's eyes were drawn to the teenager who was concentrating on scrubbing the floor.

They turned their heads, and when David saw the young man, he smiled helplessly.

Then explained to Phoenix:

"Master Malfoy, don't mind him, his name is Nicholas Smith."

"He has been like this since he came on board. He is meticulous in everything he does, but a little too serious."

"We couldn't persuade him, so we just let him be."

After saying this, David shook his head slightly, seeming to be both amused and in awe of the boy's behavior.

After hearing what David said, Phoenix and Astoria nodded in understanding.

Then they paid no more attention to Nicholas and continued to follow David as he toured the rest of the ship.

As the footsteps of David, Phoenix, and Astoria faded into the distance, the ship returned to its usual hustle and bustle.

Nicholas Smith, the boy who had been concentrating on scrubbing the floor, underwent a subtle change at this moment.

His hands were still moving mechanically, but his eyes had been lifted from the floor.

He cast it in the direction Phoenix and Astoria left.

There was an imperceptible sharpness in his eyes, as if he could penetrate their backs and peek into the secrets deep in their souls.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an almost invisible smile, and then he whispered to himself:

"Is he from the magical world?"

Although his tone sounded like a question, it contained an unquestionable certainty.

However, this strange mood did not last long, and Nicholas soon returned to his focused and diligent attitude.

His head dropped again, his eyes refocusing on the rag in his hands and the floor.

It was as if the moment of distraction just now had never happened.

His hands continued to wipe back and forth on the floor, every movement was so serious and meticulous, just like he treated everything in his life.