:Kelli thought to herself, and raised her hand:

Professor, my uncle on my mums side, a muggle, was a fisherman on the Atlantic. He always told us of times they were sailing out to certain parts of the ocean, then would all of a sudden come to a hault. He could never figure out why, as they didn't seem to be stuck on anything. Once they would turn around and go back, they heard about a really bad storm that capsized many shipts. It was around Christmas, and he thought tinsel was holding him back, protecting him and his ship, because he saw silver wisps in the water. Professor, do you think they were ramora's?