"Let's go, let's go underwater and take a look." Draco cast Disillusionment Charm on himself and Hermione, making them blend into the night, and then added Bubble-Head Charm to ensure they could breathe underwater.
Trillian had been watching the whole thing, leaned quietly against the railing, watching Draco and Hermione's figures disappear onto the terrace.
The next second, Draco and Hermione had Apparition into the icy seawater. A huge whirlpool had formed at the broken hull, and seawater was frantically pouring into the various cabins, the powerful suction tearing everything around them apart.
" Protego Totalum!" Draco and Hermione waved their wands simultaneously, creating a powerful force field that held them firmly in the water, unaffected by the suction.
"The usual," Draco said to Hermione.
" Reparo!" The two began to wave their wands, and light burst forth from the tips, finding every broken steel plate, every detached rivet, and every torn weld.
Under the influence of powerful magic, the twisted steel creaked and groaned as it was forcibly pulled back into place.
The shattered rivets were summoned back from the seabed, re-embedded in the holes, and the torn hull grew and healed as if alive.
The broken hull was forcibly welded back together by magic. Although the internal structure may still be fragile, at least from the outside, the cruise ship was restored to its original state.
However, with thousands of tons of seawater already flooding the hull, the ship was still slowly sinking, albeit at a much slower pace.
On the deck, those who thought they were doomed stared in disbelief at the incredible scene unfolding before them.
The hull... has stopped breaking apart? It seems to be coming back together? Although it's still sinking, that desperate tilting seems to have stopped?
" God! It's God! God has appeared again!"
It's unclear who shouted it first.
"Thank God! Thank God Almighty!" The people who had just been praying in despair burst into ecstatic joy at surviving a catastrophe.
Cries, laughter, and words of gratitude mingled together.
Many people knelt down again, this time with sincere gratitude.
Second Wilde stared blankly, oblivious to the whistle falling to the ground. On the terrace, Trillian rested her hands on the railing, the sea breeze ruffling her long hair. Her face showed no panic, only a hint of "I knew it" and a faint sense of admiration.
The young master saved the entire ship again.
Underwater, after repairing the outer shell, Draco and Hermione teleported again, directly into the seawater-filled cabin.
Various debris floated in the murky seawater.
"The water volume is too high this time," Hermione said.
"No matter how big it gets, it's the same as always." Draco said, waving his wand and pointing it at the surging sea. " Transfiguration!"
A massive surge of magical power erupted, and the vast expanse of seawater in front of him instantly writhed and Transfiguration, transforming into countless sea fish, transparent jellyfish, and even a few tiny seahorses. They swayed their bodies and swam back into the sea through the gaps.
" Transfiguration!" Hermione tried it too, and a small patch of seawater began to change, but the effect was far less than Draco's.
The seawater had turned into an amorphous, gel-like substance, from which the outlines of fish could barely be discerned, and their movements were stiff and sluggish.
However, even this small change caused Hermione to feel a drain of magical energy, and sweat beaded on his forehead.
Hermione turned her head in shock, looking through the seawater and the thin membrane of the Bubble-Head Charm at the man beside her who was effortlessly turning tons of seawater into marine life. His expression remained unchanged, and with a wave of his wand, large swathes of seawater disappeared as if the magic power consumed was just a drop in the ocean.
Just how powerful was his magic? Hermione was in a state of shock. She had always known that Draco was strong, but this was the first time she had ever directly felt such a difference in magical power; it was beyond her comprehension.
Noticing Hermione's gaze, Draco turned back and smiled at her, teasingly saying, "What, you've fallen for me again?"
Upon hearing this, Hermione snapped back to reality, her cheeks flushing red. Fortunately, the bubble membrane obscured her face, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Narcissist!" Hermione rolled her eyes. "I was thinking, you've used up so much energy, maybe you should get a magic potion!"
"Oh~ so you're concerned about me..." Draco's smile carried a hint of satisfaction, and his drawn-out tone made him sound particularly irritating.
"Who cares about you! I'm worried you'll run out of magic and mess things up, trapping me here too!" Hermione's face turned even redder, this time the air membrane could barely conceal the blush.
"Don't worry, this is nothing."
"Hmph!" Hermione turned her head away, pretending to focus on dealing with the still-unresolved clump of seawater in front of her. "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and finish this so we can go back to sleep!" She ended this silent underwater exchange with her last "fierce" remark.
However, Draco found that ferocity rather than intimidating; in fact, it seemed rather endearing. "Alright," he said, quickening his pace. With their combined efforts, the seawater rapidly receded.
After setting up a path for the seawater to drain, the two let the magic continue to operate autonomously to clean up the mess, and teleported back to the suite's terrace.
After the Bubble-Head Charm was removed, neither of their clothes got wet.
"Young Master! You're amazing! You're practically a god!" Trillian immediately rushed over, her eyes shining, her voice overflowing with admiration. "Such a huge hole, and you fixed it in no time! So much water, and it disappeared in an instant! I..."
As she spoke, Trillian was about to instinctively touch Draco and give him a hug, but Hermione was already on guard.
Before Trillian could even touch Draco, Hermione darted forward and blocked his Draco, her eyes flashing with warning. " Trillian, it's late, we should rest."
After saying that, Hermione pulled Draco into the room.
"Hey? Wait, Madam! Young Master!" Trillian hurriedly followed, because she had a lot of questions to ask.
Once inside, Hermione closed the balcony door and drew the curtains, leaving Trillian outside. Trelian puffed out her cheeks in anger, but there was nothing she could do.
Of course, Trillian knew Hermione was doing it on purpose. Looking at the closed door of the suite, she knew that tonight was probably hopeless.
"Hmph, you stingy little thing!" Trillian made a face at the door, but there was little resentment in her eyes, only a smile and curiosity. "Never mind, I'll ask again tomorrow... Anyway, the young master is so amazing, there will be plenty of opportunities to see him in the future!"
Finally, Trillian glanced at the crowds on the deck below, still giving thanks and celebrating their escape, and at the calm sea, before turning back to her room.
Tonight, many people are destined to have sleepless nights, but for her, perhaps she'll have a good dream—a dream about superheroes.