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Chapter 594: The Sacrificed Triwizard Tournament

"Seven tons..."

Andrew was stunned for a moment, but quickly accepted this fact, or rather, this number seemed a little too small, because it was a space station!

The blueprints for aircraft carriers are calculated by tons, not to mention the more technologically advanced space stations hanging in the sky.

He was silent for a moment, then looked at the Auror who came over, "Although I know it's a bit willful, but can you get them all?"

The ability to review drawings can be developed later, but if the time is missed, it will be more difficult to produce the drawings later - he is not willing to gamble on the low probability event that the mobile hard drive will not be interfered by magic, and the guards will be more relaxed than they are now.

"It's very difficult, Mr. Taylor, because there are more drawings than you can imagine, and no Muggle can explain all the work. This is completely different from before..."

Auror Xavier hesitated, but still shook his head. He could easily obtain a person's memory and sneak into most places, but the target information was comparable to a medium-sized library, and he was really powerless!

Not only him, but his colleagues who had infiltrated over there were also confused. At present, they are still trying their best to make a replica, for fear that this side would suddenly make a decision and take all of them.

Seriously speaking, if the mission this time was not coordinated with Hogwarts, and Professor McGonagall had not personally inquired about it, and Minister Fudge had not specially approved the project, he would have cursed when he saw that pile of information - it's not that hard!
“It’s impossible to copy all of them…”

Andrew took a breath, and after thinking for a while, he looked up at the Auror who delivered the message, "Then, give priority to the next experimental cabin drawings and the next space plan, especially the former. I also need an accurate launch time - it has to be faster. According to public information, they will launch soon."

"Experimental cabin?"

The Auror stared at Andrew. It was obvious that this purely new word was a little difficult to understand - that's how it is in English.

Andrew pulled the parchment to spell, and then explained in English, "It's the part that is going to be launched. I want its structural diagram. I have to find some space that we can use to complete the experiment."

"Is that the house that the Muggles launched? Want to hide something? Okay, no problem. I'm always the best at infiltration and concealment," the middle-aged Auror with freckles nodded. "What about the rest of the stuff? The seven tons of blueprints?"

"Please try to copy all of them and bring them here," Andrew said, looking at Professor McGonagall, who was silent but supportive, and walked over quickly, lowering his voice and asking, "Please, Professor, I'm afraid I'll have to add some chips."

"Of course, go ahead and do what you want to do, Taylor. Albus and I will support you."

Professor McGonagall nodded very affirmatively, without a trace of joking in her tone.

'Very good, then we can add some chips.'

Andrew breathed a sigh of relief. It was really unreasonable for Garlon to let these elite Aurors take greater risks to do the job.

"An Order of Merlin, Second Class, Mr. Xavier. I'm here to apply for surety in person."

He walked over to the Auror who was reporting, "Please, this is very important. Very important."

"what?"

The Auror was a little stunned. "Yes, you heard me right, sir. I can't guarantee the other side's badge, but I will communicate with Principal Vladislav and try to apply for him. In addition, the activity funding will be doubled. I will write to Minister Fudge to get the funding approved as soon as possible."

Andrew made a bold promise, and he would work hard to ensure that the honor was awarded on the other side - Principal Vladislav was easy to communicate with, especially after the other party knew the importance of the matter.

He was not familiar with the Minister of Magic on the other side, but thanks to the Triwizard Tournament, he was able to get along well with several headmasters. If he applied through Headmaster Vladislav, the other side's Ministry of Magic would most likely not stop him.

"We want all of those drawings, right, Mr. Taylor?"

"Try to get as many as possible, the more the better, but your safety and confidentiality are the most important. Although our Minister of Magic has communicated with the other side, in a place like that, we should try not to let the other side discover our interference. If there is an accident, prioritize your own safety, Mr. Xavier."

Andrew looked at the other person and nodded affirmatively.

"I will communicate with them. The drawings and information about the experimental cabin will be delivered as soon as possible, Mr. Taylor."

Mr. Xavier nodded and turned away.

"It's a difficult task," Andrew shook his head. "I should have thought that the cost of that thing is too high, the same price as gold, how could I miss the blueprint?"

"You're more than ready, Taylor."

Professor McGonagall shook her head. "We haven't thought about this question either. Seven tons of drawings, not even that many records in Mr. Filch's office!"

"That's a huge project, a miracle that doesn't require magic. I should have been more prepared," Andrew shook his head. "The next task will probably be extremely difficult. We don't have much time to check the blueprints once they're delivered, professor."

"But it's all worth it. Wizards haven't noticed the outside of the starry sky for a long time, Taylor."

Professor McGonagall smiled. "To be honest, Taylor, I am actually of half-blood. But in my limited memory, Muggles still struggled many times to fly into the sky, but the flying brooms at that time were already very mature."

This is true - Professor McGonagall was a member of the Gryffindor house team when she was young and was an avid Quidditch fan.

"I didn't expect that the Muggles would suddenly be so far ahead. That's a height that even a broom can't reach - but after this experiment, we can find out whether the magic has weakened, right?"

"It should be, if Dumbledore is perceptive enough - distance shouldn't be a problem."

The altitude of the atmosphere is one thousand kilometers. Anyway, Dumbledore did an experiment some time ago. At a distance of more than one thousand kilometers from the surface, he could sense very faintly when the permanent deformation product created by Dumbledore with the blessing of several kinds of magic was broken.

In addition to this basic human body measurement system, there are other designs.

For example, there was a space food package with a Muggle attraction spell placed on it, dandruff that had been subjected to Transfiguration and would be stained on clothes, etc. - almost everything that could be brought back when the astronauts completed their mission was prepared, just waiting to be brought down after the experimental module went up.

Although it does not sound very fair, this plan was unanimously approved after Andrew proposed it - just because of this, the additional part of the Triwizard Tournament was completely delayed, and according to the current trend, it is likely to be the same in the future.

(End of this chapter)