"You just said, how big is that fragment?"
"About three hundred feet."
"impossible!"
This was the answer given by Old Victor when Maka tried to seek help from Muggles.
"Three hundred feet... let alone interception or interception. First of all, you can't even track it! Besides, what can you do in less than three months?"
"What if I said I could provide its approximate orbit and its landing point with high accuracy?"
"Do you know the main material?"
"Rocks and metals, the ones we know so far include sodium... and of course, there should be ice."
"Three hundred feet... too much kinetic energy..."
After another soft murmur, Old Victor finally stopped rejecting decisively and fell into thinking for a long time.
Regardless of whether Old Victor gave a preliminary judgment in the end, in fact, as far as Maka was concerned, he also understood the difficulty.
Don't listen to it. It's just a big stone about three hundred feet (one hundred meters), but as long as it contains metal with a high specific gravity, the actual weight of this thing will be tens of thousands of tons. Under the pull of the earth's gravity, the kinetic energy it accumulates is absolutely terrifying.
Based on the military technology of this era, Maka was really not sure whether it could intercept meteorites.
"Maybe, you can give it a try, but you have to find more people."
…
Since that day, London... no, it should be said that the entire British magical world seems to have returned to its former peace.
Although the waves caused by Haierbo had a great impact and even caused panic among some people in the global magic community, he himself was like a pebble that broke the smooth surface of the lake and suddenly sank to the bottom and disappeared.
In this regard, Maka's deeds of trapping him in St. Mungo's overnight became a reassuring medicine to stabilize public opinion. No matter how worried the wizarding people are, there is always a force that can support the hope in everyone's hearts.
Because of this, the Minister of Magic, Scrimgeour, finally officially disclosed Helbo's information in an official capacity, and also added Maka's name to the announcement.
As for the Muggles, due to the blockade of information and the cooperation between the British government and the British Ministry of Magic to secretly guide rumors, the terrible disaster in London has become a specious joke.
However, there was a big event that happened recently, which attracted the attention of a large number of Muggles in a few nights.
The comet, which has become difficult to observe because its orbit is constantly approaching the direction of the sun, finally meets everyone again after more than half a month.
But what almost everyone didn't expect was that the comet, which was said to be the most spectacular in the past twenty years, suddenly split into two at some point!
For a time, a large number of astronomical enthusiasts rushed to make observations and guesses, and relevant units and organizations from various countries also launched specific studies and analyses.
With the popularity of stargazing among the people, the rumors that London was being attacked were immediately ignored by most Muggles, and there was almost no time to stir up a small stir.
But how do they know that the culprit that caused the Hale-Bopp Comet to split into two was busy upstairs in a certain "department store" on the streets of London!
At this time, in the Curse Injury Ward on the fifth floor of St. Mungo's, Maka was conducting a routine examination on a patient who was about to fully recover. Not far behind him, Harry and Ron each pushed a small cart, and honestly handed each patient the potions that needed to be taken regularly.
After Maka finished checking the patients, the two of them had to take care of the cleaning of the wards and corridors, as well as various other odds and ends chores.
There is no way, this is a little "little punishment" given to them by Maka, in order to stop these two stupid guys from doing stupid things.
But if we want to talk about what they did to provoke Maka to punish them like this... we have to start talking about it a few days ago.
I remember that after Maka talked with old Victor that day, he returned to the temporary ward at the back of the first floor and talked about Asa's funeral with Miriam, who had rushed over from Hogwarts.
After that, he resumed his identity as "St. Mungo's Supernumerary Therapist" and continued to be responsible for the treatment of those whose souls were burned by the black flames.
After all, apart from him, there is really no one who can do this job involving the rules of the soul.
But what made him more and more puzzled was that whenever he met someone, the first thing the other person said was to tell him to go back and have a good rest.
Although this kind of words sounds heart-warming, it becomes a bit unbearable after hearing it too much.
After a lot of questioning, Maka finally figured out who was instigating everyone to "care" about him so much - without a doubt, it was Harry and Ron.
When Maca searched around and found the location of these two people, she found that they had actually started to "attack" the patients of St. Mungory.
"Hey! What the hell are you two doing? Come here! Both of you come here—"
Dragging the two of them from the ward to the corridor outside, Maca glanced at Ron and then pointed at Harry.
"Why do you want everyone to rush me to rest - Harry, tell me!"
"That's what Ron thought we should do."
Harry immediately poked Ron with his finger and "betrayed" his good friend without hesitation.
"Hey!" Ron said hurriedly, "I...well, it's really me, but -"
"Don't speak yet."
Maka waved her hand, then turned to Harry and said:
"Then, why did Ron do this? Or you ask."
"Uh..." Harry blinked and said with some trepidation, "Can I not say it?"
"Oh, are you a better person than before?" Maka couldn't help but smile, but quickly pulled her face back, "It's a pity, I don't think so."
Seeing that Maka looked slightly unkind, Harry could only give Ron an apologetic look, and then confessed to Maka straightforwardly:
"It's because of Ginny! She told us that Hermione and Luna had a fight last night—"
"What?"
This time Maka finally couldn't hold it any longer, and he immediately shook his head in shock, feeling a little baffled by Harry's shocking answer.
"No, no, that's not the case... Ah, that may be the case, but..." Ron couldn't help but remain silent, but after thinking about it for a few times and feeling that something was wrong, he turned to Harry again. Rolling his eyes, "My good buddy, can you stop talking and only speak half the words!"
It was probably Ron's grimace that made Harry realize the problem in his words, and he quickly added:
"Oh, I'm sorry... Maka, that's actually what happened..."
So, Harry simply went over the whole thing bit by bit, starting from the conversation he had with Ron at the entrance to the hall. Although there was a lot of nonsense in it, Maka finally understood the cause and effect of this matter.
It turned out that after Ron told Harry about his confusion, the two discussed to find out why Hermione was so anxious to find Luna.
After all, it was Hermione herself who said that they should supervise each other, and if anyone was abnormal, they had to confirm whether there was something wrong with the other.
But at that time, Hermione was catching up on her sleep after a night's sleep, and they couldn't find Luna anywhere. Unable to find a breakthrough, the two met Ginny who had just sent Miriam to Sirius.
"At that time, we really just had the idea that we wouldn't lose anything by asking, but who knew that Ginny had actually learned about last night's events from Luna."
Harry's voice gradually became quieter as he spoke.
"Ginny told us," he continued, "Luna and Hermione had a quarrel because of their differences, and the reason why they quarreled was because of you... Hermione felt that you were always running around so desperately. You are tired, this is too hard, so you need more rest; but Luna feels that we should not stop you."
"Then you think you should support Hermione's idea?"
Maka asked casually while thinking. But he didn't expect that his casual question would actually make Harry and Ron perk up.
"Isn't it right?" Ron said immediately, "Maka, although I shouldn't say these words based on my talent, I still want to say - you can't always think about carrying it alone. If you do this, one day you will You’ll be crushed!”
"Yes! Please teach us more and let us help you as soon as possible!" Harry also followed, "I have now understood that personal dignity can never be compared to collective honor! I want to learn, No matter what you teach, I will learn with everyone, and then our RA... no, all the students of Hogwarts will be your support!"
Although the words of the two of them were not very beautiful, they did want to help Maka down-to-earth.
Especially after experiencing the London disaster, they have truly felt the power of Haierbo - even the "abandoned child" that guy put into St. Mungo's, it took a group of them to suppress it, and even almost failed in the end. Unable to resist.
This is no longer a matter between one or two wizards, it is a difficulty that requires everyone to work together to overcome it!
At that moment, Maka was actually quite moved. He felt the sincere friendship from the words of the two people, and wasn't this the most direct recognition he had been looking for
Yes, only by gradually gaining the trust of the people around him can he realize that he is indeed slowly integrating into this world that does not belong to him.
However, just when Maka wanted to say something, a figure suddenly appeared from the corner of the corridor. Maka knew it was Ginny, but none of the three people present, including him, expected her to suddenly say loudly:
"Who said Hermione and Luna had a fight!"