Chapter 1588 The Threat Is Approaching

Among the various astronomical events with the vast and boundless universe as the background, most of the small-probability coincidences may be called "inevitability".

But in fact, it's right to think about it-how many of the craters on the earth were "accidentally" smashed out by a stone flying from countless light-years away? Calculating the odds, it is definitely much lower than the one flying to Hogwarts tonight!

So after being dazed for a while, the four Muggles in front of Maca actually quickly accepted the question of the origin of the meteorite.

However, compared to the surprise caused to them by the source of the meteorite, the fact that Maca was able to predict the impact point of the meteorite so much in advance obviously surprised and confused them even more.

That's right, this is something that cannot be done at the current level of technology.

"Maybe... this is the mystery of magic?" The head researcher silently stared at the screen while muttering to himself, "However, will meteorites really fall here at night? ?”

When a meteorite with a diameter of more than 300 feet (100 meters) falls to the ground, even with the friction loss and buffer of the atmosphere, it will eventually cause a devastating impact on the crash site beyond the Tunguska explosion that year.

In other words, if a meteorite is really detected by then, the four unlucky ones will not be able to run away even if they want to.

So... Although they still felt uneasy, they no longer wanted to think about it. They were all ordered to come here to carry out missions, and the dangers had been told in advance, so what else is there to consider now?

What's more, didn't Mr. McLean, who was leaning on the door frame at the back, show them all? Once the task of detection and tracking is completed, they only need to be patted on the shoulder to be sent away immediately, as easy as sending an email to a friend!

But, that being said, it's impossible to not be nervous at a time like this. After Maca explained the real mission goal, the temporary radar station was silent, and no one spoke again.

Maca leaned against the door, looking at Hogwarts Castle not far away, and the sun setting westward in mid-air. After standing still for a while, he straightened up and said to the control room:

"I'll go to the landing point to make some preparations... If you have any questions, just call me, I can hear you."

Having said that, seeing the four people nodded silently, he turned around and left the temporary radar station, and walked straight to the school gate not far away.

...

How fast will the meteorite fall?

To be honest, this kind of thing is actually not convenient to compare with other things, Maca can only say - very fast, very fast! It is almost to the point where it will be difficult for human eyes to respond to it after it passes through the atmosphere.

Therefore, Maca needs to have a pair of "eyes" to "stare" at it for itself, even if it is only for a few seconds.

"Patter."

Another stone slab engraved with runes was placed on the ground by Maca, and the distance and angle between it and the next one were exactly the same as those of the other pieces, as precise as if it had undergone complex measurements.

"Clap...clap...cappa..."

One after another, the stone slabs were gradually arranged on the ground, surrounding Maca, forming a perfect circle. And when Maca took a small step back at the end, and took out the staff that was broken during the battle with Haierbo and inserted it into the center of the circle, all the symbols and patterns on the slate were followed by a smear of blue light.

"Mr. McLean... just now... there seems to be some huge disturbance, and all the instruments are affected for a moment!"

Seeing a researcher rushing out from the radar station and yelling loudly, Maca immediately waved at him and said loudly:

"It's all right! The source of the disturbance is my magic."

Seeing that the other party looked around suspiciously for a while before returning to the radar station, Maca couldn't help subconsciously looking at the rune array on the ground a few more times—the root of the contradiction between magic and technology lies in Here, even if wizards and Muggles are willing to integrate with each other in the future, as long as this problem is not resolved, the contradiction will inevitably become an obstacle.

After thinking for a while, Maca put aside the considerations in his heart for the time being. Then, I saw him return to the radar station, leaning against the outer wall and looking at the sky again.

Unknowingly, the whole afternoon hurried past, and the sky finally gradually darkened.

"Mr. McLean."

Hearing the lead researcher's soft call from beside him, Maca didn't turn his head to look, but just nodded slightly.

"Well, it's time to cheer up! From nightfall to early morning, during this time, meteorites may be detected at any time."

"Yes, we will maintain continuous detection and monitoring of the designated airspace...Sir, this is your portable display, and the trajectory calculations we made and some key data will be displayed on it simultaneously."

While talking, the other party handed Maca a palm-sized instrument with a display screen. After Maca reached out to take it, he looked at Maca with some hesitation and said:

"Sir, is this... really useful to you?"

Even though Maca had been taught how to look at the data above, the data was always just data. The researcher is obviously still worried, can Maca really rely on the rapidly changing latitude and longitude and radar altimetry to stop the falling meteorite?

However, Maca knew very well that he could do it.

At present, for Maca, the only problem in dealing with that big rock is not to capture its location, but how to "softly" neutralize its terrifyingly strong shocking impact. Because a broken meteorite is definitely much more difficult to handle than a complete meteorite.

And no matter how bad it was, he had to at least figure out how to blast the meteorite into as many fragments as possible that would not cause too much damage to this area.

There is only one chance, and Maca needs to adjust her state well, and meet this challenge head-on with a complete attitude.

As the sun slowly sank into the mountains in the west, the golden-red sunset gradually faded, and the black night and silvery moonlight descended on the earth again.

Of course, the threat tonight must be more than just a meteorite.

"That fellow Hai Erbo, will he come to make trouble?"

Maca folded her arms and frowned slightly. The surrounding air seemed to become more oppressive with the arrival of night.

"Forget it, you have to face what you have to face sooner or later... That guy's injury should at least not fully recover." He said softly, "...There will always be a way."