harry potter book of crimes

"...The falling speed of this meteorite may reach more than Mach 50, and the angle it cuts into the atmosphere is almost vertical. Can you understand? This means that after it enters the atmosphere with a thickness of more than a thousand kilometers, it reaches the ground

Time can only be calculated in seconds!”

"In an instant, it will be just an instant!"

"So, even if there are relatively accurate coordinates of the impact point to provide data, the possibility of intercepting meteorites in the atmosphere is very small. My suggestion after calculation is that you can prepare to try to intercept, but you must first clear the dangerous range

crowd. Moreover, be prepared for interception failure."

The news of Maka's disappearance recently came to Professor McGonagall only because of a letter sent from Sinistra's family.

At that time, because old Victor wanted to see Maka, McGonagall contacted Lupine who was busy, but then he heard that Maka was taken away by a burst of light.

And now Maka is finally back. After solving the emergency in the Ministry of Magic dungeon, he just filled his stomach and came to old Victor's house.

After all, the big rock in the sky flying towards the earth is also an existence that cannot be ignored.

At the moment, Maka is sitting in old Victor's bedroom, looking at the scrap papers that old Victor threw everywhere, while listening to the other person finish the calculation conclusion of the recent period.

Finally, old Victor put the calculation results in his hand on the table, looked at Maka with some suspicion and said:

"I probably know that most of you wizards have little understanding of science and technology, so I try to make it as simple and understandable as possible. You... how much can you understand?"

As far as old Victor said, he really tried his best not to involve various principles and theorems. He didn't even mention the calculation formula at all, and only explained the results in a way that ordinary people can understand.

But even so, he wasn't sure that Maka would be able to understand.

Because, just judging from the time he spent with his wife Aurelia, he knew how much these so-called wizards lacked common sense.

Of course, if old Victor really explains it from a purely theoretical perspective, even Maka, who still remembers some Muggle knowledge, will definitely not be able to understand the complicated data and calculation process.

But old Victor now speaks so plainly and clearly. As a "former Muggle", he is not as confused as ordinary wizards.

"That is to say, do you think it is basically impossible to intercept meteorites based on the current scientific and military levels?" He thought for a while and said, "Then, what if it is supplemented by magic? Or use other ideas,

For example, outside the atmosphere..."

"I don't know about magic. It's up to you wizards to consider it," Old Victor grabbed a piece of manuscript paper and said, "If you have any magic that can offset such a huge impulse, then I have no problem with you using buffers to solve the problem.

.”

He thrust the manuscript paper into Maka's hand, and then continued:

"As for the outside of the atmosphere... the problem now is that only one impact point coordinate is relatively accurate. We can't even simulate the trajectory outside the atmosphere, and this will make it difficult for us to capture the 'little stone' in time.

Where have you flown?"

Old Victor was right.

For a person, that 00-foot-diameter stone is really big enough; let alone the universe, just relative to the near-Earth space, it really can only be regarded as an extremely small piece.

Just a "little stone".

When Maka fell into deep thought, Old Victor, as if he was not satisfied with such difficult thinking, once again handed another piece of manuscript paper to Maka.

“…and,” he said, “there is actually another, worse model of the fall.”

This manuscript paper is easier to understand because there is also a not complicated sketch drawn on it.

"You mean, that stone may also disintegrate naturally due to violent friction with the atmosphere?"

"The possibility is not impossible." Old Victor pointed to a few lines of text on the manuscript paper, "In fact, in the records of meteorites falling to the earth, there are even several precedents of disintegration and explosion - obviously, that will make the consequences worse.

It becomes even more uncontrollable.”

If it was just an interception, Maka could still try to control the subsequent disintegration, but if the meteorite disintegrated naturally, the timing of the processing would be completely unpredictable.

"By the way, you just said...the angle at which meteorites enter the atmosphere is vertical?"

…

When Maka came out of old Victor's house, the sky was already getting dusky.

He pushed open the door and entered the slightly neglected front yard. He soon saw the windbreaker wizard following him in the yard, which was strewn with weeds and had uneven fences.

"Oh, you are still here?"

Maka said hello casually, still sorting out her thoughts and preparing to consider where to go next. But at this moment, the windbreaker wizard walked over silently and stood near him wordlessly.

"If...I mean if," the other party said coldly, as if talking to himself, "if something with very bad consequences is about to happen, even if you say it, it won't help... Do you think I should still

explain?"

This voice is still hoarse and still seems quite thin, but it has long lost the decisiveness it had when Maka first heard it.

To be honest, Maka didn't know where the changes came from, because he had no way of knowing what kind of mood the other party was in when he appeared in front of him.

But at least he understood that the reason why this mysterious wizard intervened in this chaotic battle was undoubtedly for a certain purpose.

It is only because of some reasons that the original firm belief has been worn away again and again until now.

"Can't you hold on?" Maka didn't look at the other party. He just looked at the sunset in the distance and whispered, "Whether you believe it or not, in fact, I may be able to understand how you feel now - if you

If you feel that some things should not be changed, then just watch from the sidelines!"

After a moment of silence, the windbreaker wizard stood silently and hesitated before saying again:

"I don't have to say that. But what if... what if I say that you will definitely regret not letting me say it afterward?"

"Me?" Maka suddenly asked in surprise after hearing this, "Why...oh, I mean, why do you hesitate because of my regret? Don't you appear here just for yourself?"

Originally, Maka was unable to determine the identity of the other party. Now that he was like this, he had no idea who this mysterious wizard was.

However, from a certain perspective, it seems that he should not know the identity of the other party.

"Hmm... Okay!" Maka suddenly shook her head and said, "Although I definitely don't hope that I will regret it, if my regret will eventually lead to a good ending, is that not unacceptable?"

Saying this, he suddenly spread his hands and said:

"So, do you think the ending is good?"

Regarding Maka's words, the windbreaker wizard thought about it for a long time, and then nodded with his lips pursed.

"It is good."

At least for me, the final outcome will be "good", because this is what I came for. But what if I look at it from Maka's perspective?

"The ending will definitely be good," the other party's gaze under the brim of the hat stared directly at Maka's side face and said, "For me, and for Mr. McClain, I believe it will be the best one."

Good ending."

"Really?" Maka nodded, "That's best! But you have to remember, if I don't agree with your approach then, then we will be enemies."

No, we will never be enemies - this sentence passed through the windbreaker wizard's heart secretly, but he was unable to say it out in the end.

Not long after, after sorting out everything that needed to be done one by one, Maka finally said:

"It's time for me to study what those Muggle mutations are about... What about you? If you have other things to do, then see you another day!"

"No," the other party said quietly, "I don't need to do anything for the time being."

"oh?"

Maka thought for a moment, then waved her hand and said:

"Then come with me..."

Even if he lets the other party act on his own, he can't really feel at ease, so he might as well just keep him with him.

"This is really embarrassing!" Maka couldn't help but think.

…

However, Makata is obviously not the only one who is in trouble right now.

"...Yes, Maka is back!"

In a remote corner of Hogwarts Castle, Hermione heard these words spoken by Luna herself.

Yes, Maka's return must be a joyful thing. Although it seems that Luna is responsible for it, and she, Hermione Granger, was not able to help in the end.

But this little thing seems to no longer be so important under the joy of Maka's return.

What makes Hermione feel embarrassed now is actually whether she should take the time to see Maka - you know, Luna met Maka immediately!

Shaking her head and putting these thoughts aside, Hermione immediately asked:

"Luna, you just said that you went looking for it with Professor Flitwick? Please tell me, how did you find Maka?"

After a pause, before Luna could answer, she continued to ask.

"I heard from Lupine that Kingsley and Sirius have mobilized so many Aurors to search everywhere," she said, "but there has been no news for several days. It's not that easy to find no matter how you think about it.

Right? And..."

Listening to Hermione's series of questions, Luna felt like she was almost drowned by the chattering voice.

After Hermione poured out all the questions in her mind, she looked at the other person's mouth curiously and said:

"Hermione, would you like some Gordigan tea?" (To be continued)