Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"...The falling speed of this meteorite may reach 50 Mach or more, and the angle of cutting into the atmosphere is almost vertical. Can you understand? This means that it reaches the ground after entering the atmosphere more than a thousand kilometers thick The time can only be calculated in seconds!"

"For a moment, then it will be only a moment!"

"So, even if there are more accurate landing coordinates 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. The crowd. And, be prepared to intercept failure."

The news of Maca’s disappearance a few days ago was made known to Professor McGonagall because of a letter sent from the Sinistera’s house.

At that time, because the old Victor wanted to see Maca, McGonagall contacted Lupin who was busy, but then he heard about Maca being taken away by a burst of light.

But now that Maca finally returned, after solving the emergency in the Ministry of Magic dungeon, he just filled his stomach and came to the old Victor's home.

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

Right now, Maca was sitting in old Victor's bedroom, looking at the waste manuscript paper that was thrown everywhere by old Victor, and listening to the other party's calculation conclusions during the recent period.

In the end, the old Victor put the calculation result in his hand on the table and looked at Maca with some suspicion:

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

As far as Old Victor said, he did try not to involve various principles and theorems. He didn't even mention the calculation formula at all. He only told the results in a way that ordinary people could understand.

But even so, he was not sure that Maca would understand it.

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

Of course, if the old Victor really explained it from a purely theoretical category, the complicated data and calculation process would surely be incomprehensible to Maca who still remembers some Muggle knowledge.

But the old Victor is so plain now that he, the "formerly Muggle", is not as confused as an ordinary wizard.

"In other words, do you think it is basically impossible to intercept meteorites based on the current level of science and military?" He thought for a while, "Then, what about magic? Or use other ideas, For example, outside the atmosphere..."

"I don't know anything about magic, it's up to your wizards to consider," Old Victor grabbed a piece of manuscript and said, "If you have any magic that can offset such a huge impulse, then you just use a buffer to solve the problem. I have no objection. ."

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

"As for the outside of the atmosphere... the problem now is that only one landing point is more accurate. We can't even simulate the trajectory outside the atmosphere, and this will make it difficult for us to capture the'little rock' in time. Where have you flown."

Old Victor was right.

For a person, the 300-foot-diameter stone is really big enough; don’t talk about the universe, compared to near-Earth space, it’s really only a small piece. The "little stone" is nothing.

When Maca fell into contemplation, the old Victor seemed unsatisfied with such difficult thinking, and once again passed another manuscript paper to Maca.

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

This manuscript paper seems to be easier to understand, because there is also an uncomplicated sketch drawn on it.

"You mean, that stone might still be disintegrated naturally in the violent friction with the atmosphere?"

"The possibility is not impossible.

If only interception, the subsequent disintegration of Maca can still manage to control, but if the meteorite disintegrates naturally, the timing of the treatment can be completely unpredictable.

"By the way, you just said... Is the angle of the meteorite entering the atmosphere vertical?"

...

When Maca came out of the old Victor's house, the sky had gradually dimmed.

He opened the door to the slightly neglected front yard, and soon saw the windbreaker wizard who was following him in the weedy and jagged yard.

"Oh, are you still here?"

Maca greeted casually, still finishing her thoughts in her heart, ready to think about where to go next.But at this moment, the windbreaker wizard walked over silently and stood near him silently.

"If... I mean if," the other party said nonchalantly, as if to himself, "If something with terrible consequences is about to happen, it won't help to say it... Do you think I shouldn't Say?"

The voice is still hoarse, and it still looks rather thin, but it has long lost the decisiveness when Maca first heard it.

To be honest, Maca didn't know exactly where the changes came from, because he didn't know how the other party appeared in front of him.

But he knew at least that the reason why this mysterious wizard would intervene in this chaotic battle was undoubtedly with a certain purpose.

It is only for some reason that the original firm belief has been worn down time and time again.

"Can't you keep going?" Maca didn't look at each other, he just looked at the sunset in the distance, and said softly, "Believe it or not, in fact, I might be able to understand how you feel now-if you If you feel that some things are best not to be changed, then watch them by the side!"

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

"I don't need to talk about that. But if... if I said, you will regret not letting me say it afterwards?"

"Me?" Maca was a little surprised when he heard the words, "Why...oh, I mean, why do you hesitate about my regrets? Are you not here for your own sake?"

Originally, Maca could not determine the identity of the other party, but now that he did not understand who this mysterious wizard was.

However, from a certain angle, he doesn't seem to know the identity of the other party.

"Um... well!" Maca suddenly shook his 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 suddenly spread his hand and said:

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

Regarding Maca's words, the windbreaker wizard thought for a long time, and then nodded with her lips.

"It is good."

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

"The ending will be a good one," the opponent stared straight at Maca's side face from under the brim of the hat. "For me, for Mr. McLean, I believe that will be the best. Good ending."

"Really?" Maca nodded, "Better so! But you have to remember that if I don't agree with your approach, then we are the enemy."

No, we will never be enemies-the windbreaker wizard passed such a word secretly in his heart, but after all, he could not say it.

Before long, after all the things to be done were straightened out one by one, Maca finally said:

"I should go and study what the Muggle mutations are all about... What about you? If you have other things to do, see you another day!"

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

"Oh?"

Maca thought for a moment, and had to wave his hand:

"Then come with me..."

Even if the other party is allowed to act on his own, he can't really feel at ease, so it's better to take it with him.

"This is really embarrassing!" Maca couldn't help thinking like this.

...

However, it is clear that Macata is not the only one who is embarrassing right now.

"...Yes, Maca is back!"

In a remote corner of Hogwarts Castle, Hermione heard Luna's own words.

Yes, the return of Maca must be a joyful thing.Although Luna seemed to have contributed to it, Hermione Granger was unable to help in the end.

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

Now what makes Hyuk so sensitive is embarrassing, it is actually whether she should take the time to meet Maca-you know, Luna saw Maca the first time!

Shaking her head, throwing away these thoughts in her mind, Hermione asked immediately:

"Luna, you just said that you went to find with Professor Flitwick? Tell me, how did you find Maca?"

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

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

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

After Hermione pours out all the questions entrenched in her mind, she looked at the opponent's mouth with curiosity and said:

"Hermione, would you like some Gordigan tea?"

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