"... This meteorite may fall at a speed of more than Mach 50, and the angle of cut into the atmosphere is almost vertical. Can you understand? This means that it reached the ground after entering the atmosphere more than one thousand kilometers thick. Time can only be measured in seconds! "

"In an instant, it's just an instant!"

"So, even if there are more accurate coordinates of the falling point to provide data, the possibility of intercepting meteorites in the atmosphere is very small. The advice I gave after the calculation is that you can prepare to try to intercept, but you must first clear the dangerous area Crowd. And be prepared to intercept failures. "

The news of Maca's disappearance a few days ago was only made known to Professor McGonagall by a letter sent by Sinista's house.

At that time, because Old Victor wanted to see Maca, McGonagall contacted Lupin who was busy, but then heard that Maca was taken away by a light.

Now that Maca is finally back, after solving the emergency in the Ministry's dungeon, he just fills his stomach and comes to the old Victor's home.

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

Right now, Maca was sitting in the old Victor's bedroom, watching the scrap paper that had been lost everywhere by the old Victor, and listening to the other party's conclusions of the recent calculations.

At the end, the old Victor put the calculation results in his hand on the table and looked at Maca with some doubt:

"I probably know that most of you wizards don't know much about science and technology, so I've tried to make it as simple and understandable as possible. You ... how much can you understand?"

According to the old Victor, he really did not try to involve various principle theorems. He did not even mention the calculation formulas, and only told the results in a way that ordinary people can understand.

But even so, he wasn't sure that Maca would understand.

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

Of course, if the old Victor really explained from the category of pure theory, the complicated data and calculation process, even if he still remembered some Muggle knowledge, would definitely not understand.

But the old Victor said so plainly now that his "former Muggle" wouldn't be as confused as an ordinary wizard.

"In other words, do you think that it is basically impossible to intercept meteorites at the current scientific and military level?" He thought for a while, "So, if it is supplemented by magic? Or use other ideas, For example, outside the atmosphere ... "

"I do n’t know what the magic is, it ’s up to your wizards to think about it," Old Victor grabbed a draft paper saying, "If you have any magic that can offset such a huge impulse, I have no problem with buffering. . "

He stuffed the manuscript paper into Maca's hands, and then continued:

"As for the outside of the atmosphere ... the problem is that there is only one falling point coordinate that is more accurate. We can't even simulate the trajectories outside the atmosphere, and this will make it difficult for us to capture the 'small stone' in time. Where have you been? "

Old Victor was right.

For a person, the 300-foot-diameter stone is really big enough; but let's not talk about the universe. Compared to near-Earth space, it really can only be regarded as a piece that is too small to be too small. "Little Rock".

When Maca fell into contemplation, Old Victor seemed to be unsatisfied with such difficult thoughts, and handed another manuscript paper to Maca again.

"... And," he said, "there is actually another worse model of fall."

This manuscript paper is easier to understand, because a non-complex sketch is also drawn on it.

"Do you mean, that stone may still be in a fierce friction with the atmosphere ... natural disintegration?"

"It's not impossible." Old Victor pointed to a few lines of text on the manuscript sheet. "In fact, in the record of the meteorite falling to the earth, there are even several precedents of disintegration and explosion-obviously, that will change the consequences. More uncontrollable. "

If it is just interception, the subsequent disintegration maca can still manage to control, but if the meteorite naturally disintegrates, the timing of processing can be completely unpredictable.

"By the way, you said ... the angle at which the meteorite enters the atmosphere is vertical?"

...

When Maca came out of the old Victor's house, it was getting yellow.

He opened the door to the slightly neglected front yard, and soon saw the trench coat wizard following in the weedy, fenced yard.

"Oh, are you still here?"

Maca greeted him casually, still thinking about her thoughts, preparing to think about where to go next. But at this moment, the trench coat wizard came silently and stood near him silently.

"If ... I mean if," the other person said coldly, as if to himself, "if there is something that is going to happen with very bad consequences, even if it is said, it won't help ... Do you think I should or shouldn't Say?"

The voice was still hoarse and still thin, but it was long since the decisiveness of Maca when he first heard it.

To be honest, Maca didn't know exactly where the changes originated, because he had no way of knowing how the other party appeared to him.

But he understood that the reason why this mysterious sorcerer would get involved in this chaotic battle is undoubtedly with a purpose in mind.

It is only for certain reasons that the original firm convictions have been consumed time and time again.

"Can't you hold on?" Maca didn't go to see the other person. He just looked at the sunset in the distance and said quietly. "Whether you believe it or not, in fact, I may be able to understand how you feel now-if you If you think something is best left untouched, just watch it! "

For a moment of silence, the trench coat wizard stood silently, hesitating again and again:

"I can't say that. But if ... if I said, afterwards, you would regret not letting me say it?"

"I?" Marka heard, surprised a little, "Why ... oh, I mean, why do you hesitate about my regrets? Didn't you just come here for your own sake?"

Originally, Maca was unable to determine the identity of the other party, and now he did not even understand who this mysterious wizard was.

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

"Um ... okay!" Maca suddenly shook her head. "Although I definitely don't want to regret it, but if my regret will eventually lead to a good ending, wouldn't it be unacceptable?"

With that said, he stomped his hands:

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

In Maca's words, the trench coat wizard thought about it for a long time, and then nodded with a pout.

"It's good."

At least for myself, the final outcome will be "good", because I came for this. But if you look at it from Maca's perspective?

"The ending will definitely be good," the other person's eyes under his bonnet stared straight at Maca's face. "For me, for Mr. McLean, I believe it will be the most Good ending. "

"Really?" Maca nodded. "It's better! But you have to remember, if I don't agree with you then, then we are the enemy."

No, we will never be enemies-the trench coat wizard secretly glanced at such a word, but after all, he couldn't say it.

It didn't take long for all the things to be done one by one, and Maca finally said:

"I should study what the Muggle mutations are ... you? If you have other things to do, see you someday!"

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

"Oh?"

Maca thought about it and had to beckon:

"Come with me then ..."

Even if the other party is allowed to act on their own ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ he can't really feel relieved, so it's better to take it with him.

"It's really embarrassing!" Marka couldn't help thinking.

...

However, the person in distress right now is obviously more than Macata.

"... Yes, Maca is back!"

In a remote corner inside Hogwarts Castle, Hermione heard the words spoken by Luna himself.

Yes, Maca's return must be something to be pleased with. Although there seemed to be Luna's credit, her Hermione Granger failed to help.

But this little thing seemed to be less important in the joy of Maca's return.

Now He is very embarrassed. Actually, is she going to take the time to meet Maca-you know, Luna saw Maca the first time!

She shook her head and tossed these thoughts out of her head. Hermione then asked:

"Luna, you said just now that you were looking for it with Professor Flitwick? Tell me, how did you find Maca?"

After a short meal, before Luna answered, she continued to ask.

"I heard Lupin said that Kingsley and Sirius had mobilized so many Aurors to look around," she said, "but there has been no news for several days, this is not so easy to find Right? And ... "

Listening to Hermione's series of questions, Luna felt that she was almost overwhelmed by the gurgling voice.

After Hermione poured out her doubts, she looked at the other person's mouth with curiosity:

"Hermione, would you like some Gordian root tea?"

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