Chapter 1022
"... the meteorite may fall at a speed of more than Mach 50, and the angle of entry into the atmosphere is almost vertical. Can you understand? This means that after entering the atmosphere with a thickness of more than 1000 kilometers, the time to reach the ground can only be calculated in seconds!"
"In a moment, it will be just a moment!"
"Therefore, 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 be prepared to try to intercept, but you must clear the people within the dangerous range first. Moreover, you should be prepared for interception failure."
Professor McGonagall learned the news of Maka's disappearance a few days ago because of a letter sent by cinnista's family.
At that time, because old Victor wanted to see Maka, MEG contacted lupin who was busy, but then heard that Maka was taken away by a burst of light.
Now Maka finally came back. After solving the emergency in the dungeon of the Ministry of magic, he just filled his stomach and came to old Victor's home.
After all, the big stone in the sky flying towards the earth is also an existence that can not be ignored.
At present, Maka is sitting in old Victor's bedroom, looking at the waste paper thrown everywhere by old Victor, and listening to the other party finish the calculation conclusion of the recent period.
Finally, old Victor put the calculation results on the table, looked at Maka suspiciously and said:
"I probably know that most of your wizards lack understanding of science and technology, so I try to make it as easy as possible. How much can you... Understand?"
As old Victor said, he really tried 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 can understand.
But even so, he was not sure that Maka would understand.
Because, judging from the time he spent with his wife Olivia, he knew how common sense these so-called wizards were.
Of course, if old Victor really explained from the category of pure theory, the complex data and calculation process, even if Marca still remembers some Muggle knowledge, must not understand.
But old Victor now speaks so plainly that he, the "once Muggle", is not as confused as an ordinary wizard.
"In other words, do you think that with the current scientific and military level alone, it is basically impossible to intercept meteorites?" he thought, "well, what if it is supplemented by magic? Or use other ideas, such as outside the atmosphere..."
"I don't know about magic. It's up to your wizards to consider," old Victor grabbed a piece of paper. "If you have any magic that can offset such a huge impulse, I don't mind if you use buffer to solve the problem."
He put the paper in Marca's hand and then continued:
"As for the outside of the atmosphere... Now the problem is that only one landing point coordinate is more accurate. We can't even simulate the trajectory outside the atmosphere, which will make it difficult for us to catch where the 'small stone' has flown in time."
Old Victor was right.
That 300 foot diameter stone is really big enough for a person; Don't talk about the universe. Just relative to near earth space, it can only be regarded as a "small stone" that can't be smaller.
When Maka fell into meditation, old Victor seemed not satisfied with such difficult thinking and handed another piece of manuscript paper to Maka again.
"... and," he said, "there's actually another worse fall model."
This manuscript paper is easier to understand because it also draws a simple sketch.
"You mean that the stone may disintegrate naturally in the fierce friction with the atmosphere?"
"The possibility is not without." old Victor pointed to a few lines on the manuscript. "In fact, in the records of meteorite falling to the earth, there are even precedents of several disintegration explosions - it is obvious that it will make the consequences more uncontrollable."
If it's just interception, Maka can try to control the subsequent disintegration, but if the meteorite disintegrates naturally, the timing of treatment can be completely unpredictable.
"By the way, you just said... The angle of meteorite entering the atmosphere is vertical?"
……
When Maka came out of old Victor's house, it was getting dark.
He pushed open the gate and came to the slightly neglected front yard. Soon he saw the windbreaker wizard who followed him in the yard with weeds and uneven fences.
"Oh, are you still here?"
Maka said hello casually. She was still sorting her thoughts and preparing to think about where to go next. But just then, the windbreaker wizard came over silently and stood near him speechless.
"If... I mean if," the other party said coldly, as if to himself, "if something with very bad consequences is about to happen, it won't help even to say it... Do you think I should say it or not?"
This voice is still hoarse and still seems quite thin, but it has long lost Maka's determination when she first heard it.
To be honest, Maka didn't know where the change came from, because he didn't know how the other party appeared in front of him.
But he somehow understood that the mysterious wizard was undoubtedly with a certain purpose to intervene in this chaotic struggle.
It is only for some reason that the original firm belief will be worn away again and again.
"Can't you hold on?" Maka didn't look at each other. He just looked at the sunset in the distance and whispered, "believe it or not, in fact, I may be able to understand your feelings now - if you think something's best not to be changed, just watch it!"
After a moment of silence, the windbreaker stood still and hesitated again and again:
"I can't say that. But if... If I say, you will regret that you didn't let me say it afterwards?"
"Me?" Maka said in surprise. "Why... Oh, I mean, why do you hesitate for my regret? Aren't you here for yourself?"
Originally, Maka could not determine the identity of the other party. Now, he doesn't understand who the mysterious wizard is.
However, from a certain point of view, it seems that he should not know the identity of the other party.
"HMM... OK!" Maka suddenly shook her head. "Although I certainly don't want to regret it, it's not unacceptable if my regret will eventually lead to a good ending?"
With that, he suddenly spread his hands and said:
"So, do you think the ending is good?"
As for Maka's words, the windbreaker wizard thought for a long time before pursing his mouth and nodding.
"Yes."
At least for myself, the final outcome will be "good", because I came for this. But what if you look at it from Marca's point of view?
"The ending will be good," said the other party, looking straight at Marca's side face under the brim of his hat. "For me, for Mr. McLean, I believe it will be the best ending."
"Really?" Maka nodded. "It'd better be so! But you have to remember that if I don't agree with you at that time, we will be enemies."
No, we will never be enemies - the windbreaker's heart secretly flashed such a sentence, but he couldn't say it after all.
Not long after straightening out what should be done one by one, Maka finally said:
"I should study what happened to those Muggle changes... What about you? If you have other things to do, see you another day!"
"No," said the other side faintly, "I don't need to do anything for the time being."
"Oh?"
Maka thought for a moment and had to wave:
"Then come with me..."
Even if the other party is allowed to act by himself, he can't really feel at ease. He might as well take it with him.
"It's really embarrassing!" Marca couldn't help thinking so.
……
However, it is clear that makatha is not the only one who is in trouble at the moment.
"... yes, Marca is back!"
In a remote corner of Hogwarts castle, Hermione heard Luna say it herself.
Yes, Maka's return must be a happy thing. Although Luna seems to have contributed to it, she, Hermione Granger, failed to help in the end.
But with the joy of Maka's return, this little thing seems to be no longer so important.
What's really embarrassing for Hermione now is whether she should take the time to meet Maka - you know, Luna saw Maka the first time!
She shook her head and put these thoughts aside. Hermione then asked:
"Luna, you said you were looking for it with Professor flavy? Tell me, how did you find Maka?"
A little meal, before Luna answered, she continued to ask.
"I heard lupin say that Kingsley and Sirius have mobilized so many Aurors to look around," she said. "But there hasn't been any news for several days. How can you think it's not so easy to find? And..."
Listening to Hermione's questions, Luna felt that she was almost drowned by the chirping voice.
After Hermione poured out all the questions in her heart, she looked at each other's mouth curiously and said:
"Hermione, would you like some godigan tea?"
"In a moment, it will be just a moment!"
"Therefore, 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 be prepared to try to intercept, but you must clear the people within the dangerous range first. Moreover, you should be prepared for interception failure."
Professor McGonagall learned the news of Maka's disappearance a few days ago because of a letter sent by cinnista's family.
At that time, because old Victor wanted to see Maka, MEG contacted lupin who was busy, but then heard that Maka was taken away by a burst of light.
Now Maka finally came back. After solving the emergency in the dungeon of the Ministry of magic, he just filled his stomach and came to old Victor's home.
After all, the big stone in the sky flying towards the earth is also an existence that can not be ignored.
At present, Maka is sitting in old Victor's bedroom, looking at the waste paper thrown everywhere by old Victor, and listening to the other party finish the calculation conclusion of the recent period.
Finally, old Victor put the calculation results on the table, looked at Maka suspiciously and said:
"I probably know that most of your wizards lack understanding of science and technology, so I try to make it as easy as possible. How much can you... Understand?"
As old Victor said, he really tried 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 can understand.
But even so, he was not sure that Maka would understand.
Because, judging from the time he spent with his wife Olivia, he knew how common sense these so-called wizards were.
Of course, if old Victor really explained from the category of pure theory, the complex data and calculation process, even if Marca still remembers some Muggle knowledge, must not understand.
But old Victor now speaks so plainly that he, the "once Muggle", is not as confused as an ordinary wizard.
"In other words, do you think that with the current scientific and military level alone, it is basically impossible to intercept meteorites?" he thought, "well, what if it is supplemented by magic? Or use other ideas, such as outside the atmosphere..."
"I don't know about magic. It's up to your wizards to consider," old Victor grabbed a piece of paper. "If you have any magic that can offset such a huge impulse, I don't mind if you use buffer to solve the problem."
He put the paper in Marca's hand and then continued:
"As for the outside of the atmosphere... Now the problem is that only one landing point coordinate is more accurate. We can't even simulate the trajectory outside the atmosphere, which will make it difficult for us to catch where the 'small stone' has flown in time."
Old Victor was right.
That 300 foot diameter stone is really big enough for a person; Don't talk about the universe. Just relative to near earth space, it can only be regarded as a "small stone" that can't be smaller.
When Maka fell into meditation, old Victor seemed not satisfied with such difficult thinking and handed another piece of manuscript paper to Maka again.
"... and," he said, "there's actually another worse fall model."
This manuscript paper is easier to understand because it also draws a simple sketch.
"You mean that the stone may disintegrate naturally in the fierce friction with the atmosphere?"
"The possibility is not without." old Victor pointed to a few lines on the manuscript. "In fact, in the records of meteorite falling to the earth, there are even precedents of several disintegration explosions - it is obvious that it will make the consequences more uncontrollable."
If it's just interception, Maka can try to control the subsequent disintegration, but if the meteorite disintegrates naturally, the timing of treatment can be completely unpredictable.
"By the way, you just said... The angle of meteorite entering the atmosphere is vertical?"
……
When Maka came out of old Victor's house, it was getting dark.
He pushed open the gate and came to the slightly neglected front yard. Soon he saw the windbreaker wizard who followed him in the yard with weeds and uneven fences.
"Oh, are you still here?"
Maka said hello casually. She was still sorting her thoughts and preparing to think about where to go next. But just then, the windbreaker wizard came over silently and stood near him speechless.
"If... I mean if," the other party said coldly, as if to himself, "if something with very bad consequences is about to happen, it won't help even to say it... Do you think I should say it or not?"
This voice is still hoarse and still seems quite thin, but it has long lost Maka's determination when she first heard it.
To be honest, Maka didn't know where the change came from, because he didn't know how the other party appeared in front of him.
But he somehow understood that the mysterious wizard was undoubtedly with a certain purpose to intervene in this chaotic struggle.
It is only for some reason that the original firm belief will be worn away again and again.
"Can't you hold on?" Maka didn't look at each other. He just looked at the sunset in the distance and whispered, "believe it or not, in fact, I may be able to understand your feelings now - if you think something's best not to be changed, just watch it!"
After a moment of silence, the windbreaker stood still and hesitated again and again:
"I can't say that. But if... If I say, you will regret that you didn't let me say it afterwards?"
"Me?" Maka said in surprise. "Why... Oh, I mean, why do you hesitate for my regret? Aren't you here for yourself?"
Originally, Maka could not determine the identity of the other party. Now, he doesn't understand who the mysterious wizard is.
However, from a certain point of view, it seems that he should not know the identity of the other party.
"HMM... OK!" Maka suddenly shook her head. "Although I certainly don't want to regret it, it's not unacceptable if my regret will eventually lead to a good ending?"
With that, he suddenly spread his hands and said:
"So, do you think the ending is good?"
As for Maka's words, the windbreaker wizard thought for a long time before pursing his mouth and nodding.
"Yes."
At least for myself, the final outcome will be "good", because I came for this. But what if you look at it from Marca's point of view?
"The ending will be good," said the other party, looking straight at Marca's side face under the brim of his hat. "For me, for Mr. McLean, I believe it will be the best ending."
"Really?" Maka nodded. "It'd better be so! But you have to remember that if I don't agree with you at that time, we will be enemies."
No, we will never be enemies - the windbreaker's heart secretly flashed such a sentence, but he couldn't say it after all.
Not long after straightening out what should be done one by one, Maka finally said:
"I should study what happened to those Muggle changes... What about you? If you have other things to do, see you another day!"
"No," said the other side faintly, "I don't need to do anything for the time being."
"Oh?"
Maka thought for a moment and had to wave:
"Then come with me..."
Even if the other party is allowed to act by himself, he can't really feel at ease. He might as well take it with him.
"It's really embarrassing!" Marca couldn't help thinking so.
……
However, it is clear that makatha is not the only one who is in trouble at the moment.
"... yes, Marca is back!"
In a remote corner of Hogwarts castle, Hermione heard Luna say it herself.
Yes, Maka's return must be a happy thing. Although Luna seems to have contributed to it, she, Hermione Granger, failed to help in the end.
But with the joy of Maka's return, this little thing seems to be no longer so important.
What's really embarrassing for Hermione now is whether she should take the time to meet Maka - you know, Luna saw Maka the first time!
She shook her head and put these thoughts aside. Hermione then asked:
"Luna, you said you were looking for it with Professor flavy? Tell me, how did you find Maka?"
A little meal, before Luna answered, she continued to ask.
"I heard lupin say that Kingsley and Sirius have mobilized so many Aurors to look around," she said. "But there hasn't been any news for several days. How can you think it's not so easy to find? And..."
Listening to Hermione's questions, Luna felt that she was almost drowned by the chirping voice.
After Hermione poured out all the questions in her heart, she looked at each other's mouth curiously and said:
"Hermione, would you like some godigan tea?"
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