Maka is not sure about Asa and Miriam's subsequent decisions. He only knew that from the first step those two entered into the British magical world, the final outcome had already been determined.
Yes, all of this was probably planned by Ewan Ravenclaw from beginning to end.
The next morning, Maka, who had not slept all night, flipped through the pile of manuscripts on the table. The entire deduction above was written by himself, but in the end, looking at it made him surprisingly bored.
He casually pulled and pushed the parchment aside. Several pieces of cut manuscript paper gently slid off the table and landed leisurely on the pile of information on the side of the table.
You can see that there are some familiar things drawn on those pictures - it is a picture of the planetary orbits of the solar system. There is also a wonderful arc running through the entire solar system. The closest point to the earth can even make people break into cold sweats.
Maka didn't learn astronomy very well, and he always felt that wizards' modern astronomical calculations were unreliable, so he got this picture from the Muggle world.
As for the subsequent deduction...
"That old man Yoon, is it possible that he really wanted to complete this almost impossible plan just because of Rowena's words a thousand years ago? He even hesitated to use his men's lives to delay Haierbo's actions?"
In fact, even Maka herself was part of this delaying strategy.
While he was complaining casually, he couldn't help but think of one thing:
Did Rowena leave something to Old Eun that could help him accomplish this almost impossible "reaching for the stars" plan
"Anyway," Maka glanced at the star map, leaned back in the chair and said slowly, "The best time to start is at the end of this year...that is, during the Christmas holiday?"
If the comet, which the Muggles call "Hale-Bopp", passes that point, it will be very difficult to operate it, even with magic.
With such a long distance and many interfering factors, at least Maka is not confident that he can handle it, even if he uses the regular rune pattern that he is best at.
Rather than this kind of random plan, he would rather go to the Muggle world and borrow some "treasures" - maybe something without magical effect can completely destroy the broken mirror
But while secretly laughing at this, Maka found no reason to stop Old Yoon. He had once studied the Bewitching Monument in depth, and he knew very well how weird these ghosts left over from ancient times were.
And it was precisely because of his ambivalent psychology that the series of things that happened last night where he seemed to be trying to help but turned out to be ignored happened.
Just when Maka was sitting on the chair, rubbing her sore temples, there was suddenly a splashing sound outside the window behind her.
With a wave of his backhand, he opened the curtains along with the window and let the owl in.
After the little guy landed on his desk, he cleverly placed the envelope in front of Maka, then flapped his wings slightly and flew to the side.
Maka threw some food to it from the drawer, and then opened the thin letter and took a few glances at it.
It was sent directly from the Ministry of Magic, with Minister Scrimgeour's signature at the end. As for its content, Maka was a little confused as to what to make of it.
"... The Auror office is understaffed? What's the use of telling me such a thing?"
Last night, it was about evacuating people from the black market, expelling dementors from London, and coordinating with the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters and the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures.
This includes clearing the memories of some Muggles, finding ways to capture dementors, sorting out and arranging the extra black market population, and other messy matters.
Not to mention the Auror office, I'm afraid the entire Ministry of Magic will be in chaos.
"I can help you think of a solution, but you mainly have to rely on yourself. If this incident can be handled well, this will actually be an achievement no less than that of the Alchemy Competition."
Maka hurriedly wrote a few words on the back of the letter, then stuffed it back into the envelope and handed it to the owl waiting aside. Watching it flying from the window to the sky outside with the letter in its mouth, he pulled out another piece of parchment and began to consider the content of another letter.
In fact, this was a good time. Taking this opportunity to send Lupine, Sirius and others to the Ministry of Magic would be of great benefit to Hogwarts and himself.
If the relationship with Scrimgeour is not so close in the future, then there will not be such a good opportunity.
"Speaking of which...is this a forced connection?"
When this kind of nonsense happened around her, Maka couldn't help but start to agree with this sad social tradition.
He paused for a moment, then shrugged, and a drop of ink fell silently on the parchment, permeating along the lines of the paper.
…
Life is like this. There is beauty in dreams, but there is also the filth in reality.
Of course, at least on campus, there is always more to it.
Recently, the weather has become colder and colder, and the wind has become stronger and stronger. Everyone was adding clothes to avoid having to go to Madam Pomfrey for cold medicine.
Once you drink that thing, your head will turn into a boiling kettle, and steam will keep coming out of your ears. It's an uncomfortable feeling!
"Oh, it looks like it's going to snow in a few days."
Ron got up very early today and was currently leaning against the dormitory window in his pajamas, glancing around outside. The treetops in the Forbidden Forest in the distance are swaying with the strong wind, and you can vaguely hear it through the window.
"Harry, remember to let Ginny get some rest. It's going to be too strenuous to practice in this weather."
Harry, who was still sitting on the bed, heard this and yawned while touching the bedside table to look for his eyes.
"She practices harder than me... And you know, as long as she believes in something, others will say it is useless."
"That doesn't include you!"
Ron walked back to his bed and began to put clothes on himself. But halfway through putting it on, I realized that I hadn’t taken off my pajamas yet! So I had to take off the sweater I just put on again...
Harry, who was sitting on the bed opposite, finally found his glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose while waving his hand.
"It won't work for me to say this kind of thing, and it will also make her feel unfree... It's not like you don't know that the opponent in the next round is Slytherin, and Ginny is working hard to win. !”
The next round of the Quidditch House Cup is coming soon. While everyone is worried about some chaos, the obligation of a student is still to study and do activities on campus.
If Harry, the seeker, and Ginny, the keeper, hadn't worked hard, it would have been easier for Gryffindor to just forfeit the Academy Cup this year.
After both of them got dressed and walked out of the dormitory, a cold wind suddenly hit the stairs outside, making them both shrink.
"Let's go!"
Ron waved and took the lead and started trotting.
It was warm in the common room, and once they entered the place with the fireplace, the two of them felt less cold. And when they came to the door of the lounge and turned around, they saw Hermione sitting on a small sofa waiting for them.
"See Ginny?"
Harry asked immediately, and Hermione, who was flipping through a notebook, pointed out the window without raising her head.
"Went to the court for practice, and she said she wanted to fly alone for a while before breakfast."
"Oh..." Harry lamented helplessly and said immediately, "I'm going to see her and ask her to come back and go to the auditorium together. You don't have to wait for me, go ahead!"
Ron shrugged at him and tilted his head to glance at the book Hermione was reading.
As expected, it was something he couldn't understand no matter how hard he looked.
"Hermione, let's go then!"
But at this moment, a muted discussion suddenly came from behind him.
"... Did you see it last night? There was a very bright star in the sky. I had never seen it before in astronomy class."
"Hey, I saw it a few days ago! Has it become brighter and brighter recently?"
"You don't take astronomy classes properly. What do you know! Professor Sinitas said it was a disaster star. Don't stare blindly!"
"What kind of disaster star? It's a meteor! My mother told me about it when I was a child..."
The so-called "disaster" is something that is quite taboo in the magic world. Comets and meteors have been harbingers of great disasters since ancient times, which is much more serious than seeing a black dog in a teacup.
If it weren't for the fact that there are many Muggle-born wizards in the modern wizarding world, which has led to a lot of progress in the concepts of today's wizards, when the "disaster star" appears, the global wizarding community will probably be boiling.
"Hermione, you are good at astronomy, do you know what that star is about?" Ron listened and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Do you think... could it be related to the previous incident? "
"Um?"
Hearing him ask this, Hermione raised her head and glanced at the classmates who were still discussing.
"It's just a bigger stone."
She had studied in a Muggle school when she was a child, and she had been very studious since she was a child, so a lot of knowledge had been engraved in her mind early on.
Among them, some popular science books from childhood are included.
Although she would not reject the knowledge of astronomy in the magical world from the bottom of her heart like Maka, they were still similar in some basic concepts.
"Let's go! Go to the auditorium..."
After saying that, Hermione closed the books in her hands and put them back into her schoolbag, then picked up her schoolbag and walked to the door. But in her head, she was still thinking about some of the magic theoretical information she had just seen.
But at this moment, Luna, who was standing in front of a certain window in Ravenclaw Tower, had some completely opposite views to hers.
"Oh... is something bad going to happen?"