The two men worked swiftly, repairing the hull with all their might. Just as the last gap was about to be repaired, the last few lifeboats on the sea were already full of people, with women and children crammed onto them.
As the last piece of wreckage was sucked in, Draco and Hermione slipped into the closing gap, flicked their wrists, and simultaneously activated the Reparo spell, sealing the final gap and preventing the seawater from rushing in.
Even though the breach was plugged, the cruise ship had already been flooded with seawater, and the water level had already submerged the two people's heads.
"We must find a way to drain the seawater from the ship, otherwise it will still sink," Hermione said.
"It depends on your husband," Draco reassured her.
"You have a way?" Hermione was somewhat surprised, as such large-scale drainage was not something that could be easily accomplished with ordinary magic.
"Watch closely!" Draco gripped his wand tightly, the tip gleaming with a soft, pale silver light. He pushed his Transfiguration to its limit, the light directly Transfiguration large swathes of seawater inside the cruise ship.
The seawater rapidly transformed in the light, instantly becoming schools of small silver fish, slender water snakes, and eels, with countless aquatic creatures writhing in the water.
After finishing, Draco waved his wand again, gently guiding the sea creatures with magic towards the repaired gaps in the hull and the exits of the cabin.
Countless creatures emerged from the cruise ship through the cracks, returning to the sea and becoming seawater once more.
" Transfiguration can be used like this? Turning water into living things to channel it?" Hermione was stunned, completely shocked.
Such imaginative uses and such exquisite control over Transfiguration far exceeded the scope of Transfiguration she knew.
"How was it, honey!" Draco put away his wand, leaned closer to her smugly, and asked, "Isn't your husband handsome?"
Hermione snapped out of her daze, looked at his smug expression, and blushed slightly. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and softly scolded, "You're so vain, not humble at all."
Seeing his smug look, Hermione blushed, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "You're so vain!"
" Miss Granger is always so two-faced!" Draco pulled Hermione's hand. "Come on, let's go back to the suite."
The two Apparition once more and returned to the presidential suite.
After regaining his footing, and seeing the mess in the room, Draco aimed his wand at the entire cruise ship and once again unleashed a powerful Reparo!
From the hull to the cabins, from the decks to the rooms, all the broken parts were quickly repaired by magic.
However, such a large-scale, high-intensity restorative spell exhausted all of Draco's magical power. As the spell was cast,
His face turned pale, his body swayed violently, all his strength was drained, and his steps became unsteady, almost causing him to lose his balance.
"Wife, help me up," Draco said weakly.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.
While supporting his swaying body, Hermione glanced over the newly restored room and understood what was going on. She teased, "Heh, you've been rewarding yourself too much, are you feeling weak again?"
Upon hearing this, Draco glanced at her with his dead fish eyes, then, despite his weakness, pulled out a deep blue magic potion and drank it all in one gulp.
The potion slid down his throat, and pure magic surged through his limbs and bones, quickly replenishing his depleted physical strength and magic. Draco's complexion instantly regained its rosy hue, and he was as if he had been fully revived.
After recovering, Draco gently pinched Hermione's cheek and threatened, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll eat you tonight."
"No!" Hermione's cheeks flushed red, and she quickly turned her head away from his hand, pleading softly, "I was wrong."
Draco released his grip and said, "Let's go, let's go out and see. These people on the ship must be terrified."
"Can't you hope for something better?" Hermione said helplessly, but still followed him to the terrace. The two walked to the edge of the presidential suite's open-air platform and looked down. Just as Draco had expected, the deck was a scene of chaotic yet orderly life and death farewells.
On deck, most of the men appeared calm, but their eyes betrayed their heaviness and reluctance. There was nothing they could do; there were only so many lifeboats, and they could only watch as the women and children boarded them.
With each lifeboat that departed, it took away the men's wives, children, and friends. Many women and children clung tightly to the sleeves of their husbands and fathers, families holding each other close, refusing to separate despite the pleas of onlookers.
Women would occasionally board lifeboats only to jump back onto the cruise ship without hesitation, wanting to share life and death with their husbands. However, most people watched helplessly as the men on the cruise ship endured the pain of separation and death, perhaps hoping to leave behind a sliver of hope for their descendants.
At this point, only a few empty lifeboats remained on the deck, but the crew members stood by the railings, guns pointed at the men, determined not to let them board.
"Back off!" a crew member shouted sternly.
Some people in the crowd were puzzled and angrily questioned the crew, "Why won't you let us board the ship? We understand that women and children should go first, but why can't we get on the remaining lifeboats?"
"Don't ask. The only answer is the captain's orders. Everyone must follow them and not disobey!" The second mate, standing at the front, replied curtly, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
Seeing the cold guns in the crew's hands, the men on deck all lowered their heads, none daring to stand up and resist.
Even though there were only a handful of armed crew members, none of them wanted to be the first to stick their necks out and risk being shot.
They could only stand there, watching their families on the lifeboats, a somber and oppressive atmosphere filling the deck.
But among the crowd, one person stood out: Trillian. She never went towards the lifeboats, but stood alone in a corner of the deck, her eyes filled with unwavering determination.
She firmly believed that Draco, who possessed magical powers and could easily defeat monsters, would surely find a way to save the cruise ship and ensure everyone's safety.
So Trillian would occasionally glance at the presidential suite, and when she looked at the terrace of the presidential suite again, her gaze would freeze, and she would see Draco and Hermione standing side by side on the terrace.
The two watched everything unfold below. Trillian's pupils contracted slightly, her conviction confirmed once more.
Just as she was about to speak, she saw Draco raise his index finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.
Trillian nodded in understanding.
Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention on deck was focused on the departing lifeboats and the armed crew, Draco gently put his arm around Hermione's waist, and the two of them flashed and teleported onto the chaotic deck, silently blending into the crowd.
"Don't panic, quickly bring everyone on the lifeboats back onto the cruise ship," Draco calmly reassured the chaotic crowd.
Everyone on the cruise ship and in the lifeboats stopped and looked over blankly after hearing Draco's words.
The second mate, who was maintaining order, shouted angrily, "What the hell are you talking about?! Can't you see the cruise ship is sinking?!"