Nicola Andersen is the captain of the Maersk Muller.
He is a Dane, and his main daily job is to drive this 5,000-ton cargo ship between Esbjerg, Denmark, and Edinburgh, Scotland.
The Maersk Muller is only in the pork export business and sells pork cross-border for several pig farms.
Danish pork is of very high quality.
Denmark is the largest bacon importer in the UK. Danish bacon was the first food to be advertised on British television, and it was very arrogant at the time. There was always a sentence written on the packaging, called "Good bacon, with Denmark written all over it."
Character".
Anderson had not been in the captain's position for long. He had been his father's first mate for seven or eight years, and then he went out to strike out on his own, joining a freight company and working as a sailor there for many years, until he is now forty.
It took me many years to become the captain of this small freighter.
Anderson has walked this waterway from Denmark to the UK countless times. It has not officially entered winter yet, and there are basically few storms, so at this time, he is leisurely setting up a beach chair.
Lie on the deck and bask in the sun.
The cargo ship is not big, and the personnel configuration is very basic. Apart from him, the captain, there is only one first mate, one second mate, and two sailors, a total of five people. Their longest voyage is less than two days.
God, there is no need for any complicated manpower configuration.
"Damn it! How long has it been since you rushed to the deck! Hans! Some dust was blown into my eyes by the wind!" Anderson suddenly rubbed his eyes and shouted rudely, "Being a sailor should be like a sailor! You can only
Only sailors who have cleaned the deck are eligible to drink rum. This is what I knew on the first day on board!"
Obviously Anderson is a talker, or most people who go to sea for a long time are talkers. After all, in this era there are not so many high technologies for crews to spend time at sea, and verbal communication is their most common way of leisure.
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The sailor named Hans responded to his captain from a distance, but he had no intention of coming over to clean the deck immediately.
They were about to arrive at the destination of their trip, and the first mate was leading the other crew members to conduct a final inventory of the cargo in the cargo hold.
Anderson naturally knew that they still had work on hand, so he just muttered a few words and lay down again to sunbathe.
However, before he could relax his mind for less than two seconds, a "rumbling" sound like something stepping on the deck attracted his attention.
He immediately raised his head alertly and looked in the direction of the sound. He actually saw two children turning over and jumping up next to the edge guardrail of the deck!
Called children, the two boys look not too young. The older one has red hair and is tall. He is wearing a weird black robe, holding a small wooden stick in his hand, and has a straight face.
With excitement full of curiosity, he looked left and right at his cargo ship. Judging from his physique and appearance, he must be at least fifteen or sixteen years old. He should be about to enter high school.
The younger one is on the thin side. He is also wearing the same robe and holding a wooden stick in his hand. His black hair looks a little longer. His nose is a long nose and his eyes are eyes. He has a future at a young age.
He looks like he is only thirteen or fourteen years old when he has the capital to deceive women.
It's just that the older red-haired kid seemed out of place to Anderson, but the younger one had a sophisticated look.
wrong!
He shook his head suddenly, blinked and looked at the two children again.
His focus shouldn't be that, but who are these two boys? How did they get on the ship?
"This is a Muggle ship? This is the first time I've seen it in my life. It's made of iron! How did they make such a heavy thing float on the water without magic?"
From the moment he boarded the Muggle cargo ship, George started chattering endlessly. He seemed to have inherited his father's hobby. Although he was born as a pureblood, he was so curious about everything Muggle.
and fascinated.
It's just that he annoyed Jon so much that he regretted bringing George here with him, instead of letting Neville follow him in the first place.
"Okay, let's discuss these issues when we get back. Don't forget that we are on someone else's ship now."
Jon grabbed George to prevent him from running around on someone else's boat when he wasn't paying attention, and then looked at the middle-aged man who was staring at them in amazement and sunbathing on the deck.
"Hello sir, I'm sorry, we may have scared you, but we don't have any harm, we just want to ask you something."
Anderson didn't pay attention to Jon's politeness. His eyes widened and he asked in disbelief.
"How did you get on my boat?"
Jon did not intend to use coercive means easily, and even if he wanted to use it, neither he nor George actually knew how to use Legilimency or the Imperius Curse. The most they could do was use the Petrification Curse to control this numbness.
Gua's actions, but if you want to get information from him, you must communicate with him.
He patiently explained to the Muggle.
"We came from our own ship. Let me introduce myself. I am Jon Green, the captain of the Hogwarts. This is my first mate George Weasley. Due to some accidents, we were lost at sea.
, so I took the liberty to come to your boat to ask you about where this place is, or which sea area it is?"
Anderson felt ridiculous.
Jon's words made him feel like a child playing house. He had been on the deck the whole time and never noticed any ships around him, let alone who would let a teenage boy be the captain.
"Where is your ship?"
Jon looked behind him and George and pointed with his thumb.
"It's always been here."
Anderson looked in the direction of his finger and actually saw a wooden ship next to his cargo ship!
That boat is like an antique!
With its retro shape, old hull, and long sails that have been basically eliminated in the last century, in the seas of the earth today, you can’t find similar ships of the same type unless you go deep into the seabed and museums!
And the weirdest thing is that it is indeed there, less than one nautical mile away from Anderson's own cargo ship. It is so conspicuous that he was able to notice it only under the guidance of the boy.
This gave Anderson a chill in his heart.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the legend of the ghost ship that his father, who had stopped going to sea last year, told him.