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Chapter 675 Dumbledore Hanging in the Sky
The headmaster's portrait was not something that could be used at will, let alone taking it to the hall. Even if one wanted to take it down from the headmaster's office for a short period of time, Dumbledore had to do it himself.

In fact, it is impossible to take the portrait out of Hogwarts, let alone expect the old headmasters to provide you with some help, unless you have the ability to demolish the school.

But unfortunately, Dumbledore hanged himself up, leaving Principal Black, who had originally planned to cheat, without an excuse to give up.

"Can't an old man live a peaceful retirement life for a while? The portraits at home were taken outside the earth. If something unexpected happens, Albus will definitely be able to get the two magics back, but my portraits will be ruined!"

Principal Black grumbled, but left anyway, leaving an empty picture frame in the hall.

The three, oh no, four principals had serious expressions, with no extra reactions on their faces, as if what Principal Blake had just said was some kind of joke.

"It will take some time to wait here. Just waiting is not a solution. Do you have any dreams you want to see? We can play them here."

Although it seems a bit strange that they are in a hurry to watch a movie when the principal is still hanging in the sky, there is no point in waiting here. Everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared, and everything that needs to be planned has been planned. A visit is out of the question. We have to wait for news from Principal Blake here. Anyway, watching the projection-style dream is the best.

"Dream, how is the dream tree in Hogwarts now?"

Madame Maxime's face was full of doubts, as if she knew nothing, which made Andrew despise her inwardly, but he still replied in a normal tone, "It's still in the debugging stage. I'm afraid it can't be demonstrated. We can only use the old equipment for playing dreams."

"Old-fashioned, um, how about a legend? Last time, students went back and said that the imitation movie was pretty good."

Karkaroff interjected, "After all, you are the one who supervised it, Professor Taylor."

We still have to rely on Principal Black as our communicator, Karkaroff, please stop bringing up irrelevant issues!
"That dream was too long and not very appropriate."

"What about the other one? Didn't it say a new version of the continuous dream? It just matches up, continuing a legend, waiting for Albus to return from space."

Karkaroff persisted.

Another...

Andrew suddenly felt his toes tense up and wanted to dig a lab out of the ground...

If Professor McGonagall didn't know, he could just pretend to play the legendary dream that came out during the holiday, but now, it was really a huge challenge.

Fortunately, he was in good condition now and his brain occlumency technique was working smoothly. After thinking about it for a while and finding that there was no better excuse to refuse, Andrew directly summoned Toby, the house-elf who served him, to get a legendary dream bead from the warehouse.

Then, he continued playing the video with a normal expression under the gaze of Professor McGonagall.

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"Oh, this part, Albus's sorting, ah, Gryffindor, no doubt about it."

Principal Black's voice sounded, "Albus is still flying into the sky. To be honest, that flying machine is not that comfortable."

The portrait returned, and Andrew turned his gaze away from the little Dumbledore of the Sorting House. To be honest, the modeling was quite good, but he seriously suspected that some Gryffindor students had added some personal touches, because the little Dumbledore looked like the illegitimate child of Dumbledore and Sirius Black. It was obvious that the graduates of the past two years had participated in the creation of the little Dumbledore.

"Is there a big difference in image, Principal Blake?" Andrew asked innocently, as if he was not the one playing the black role in the movie.

"That's about right," Principal Black nodded in the portrait. "Don't worry about the other side either. The spacecraft is about to leave the so-called atmosphere. When I observed it, it was already very dark outside."

"Dark?"

Andrew was stunned, but he couldn't judge accurately. According to the design data, Dumbledore should still be in the middle layer, but the dimness... was it caused by magic? Was it a light problem?
It's unknown, but as long as the spacecraft is operating normally, it's fine. The heat insulation effect is excellent, but it can withstand it even without Dumbledore - although wizards are also quite fragile in a sense, Dumbledore can be considered a humanoid Gundam in most cases.

"Please make another trip, Principal Black, and bring back more status information if possible. I need more data."

Although the No. 2 experimental spacecraft has started dream filming, written records are equally important - otherwise it will not be able to meet Dumbledore's needs. Andrew has seen that after the astronomy professors confirmed that the back of the moon will be safe for a long time to come, Dumbledore directly regards that place as the land of hope.

"Well, by the way," Principal Black said lazily, "pause for a moment when I come out. I want to see what has been done to me. If it's not right, let Sirius go to the Ministry of Magic to protest!"

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Small-minded former principal, no wonder you have a bad reputation...

Andrew nodded yes and waited for the next piece of news - all good news.

After a long journey, Dumbledore finally reached the predetermined highest point and stopped the spacecraft in outer space. While the earth was rotating at the same time, he activated another communication device, a two-way mirror.

"professor?"

Andrew asked carefully.

But there was no one on the other side, and even the sound was very faint.

"I can hear it. No... As expected, compared to the portrait, it is relatively fragile... It can't support such... communication..."

The noisy sound was completely unable to express the meaning, so the old principal could only trouble him to make another trip.

The old principal looked at himself in the dream again, "Okay, I told you, alchemy is too sophisticated..."

A few minutes later, the old headmaster returned with a tired look on his face. "Albus said that the image was very distorted, but there was no problem with the spellcasting. He was ready to conduct a spell experiment. The most important thing is that there is no problem with the attached aircraft at the moment."

"That's really great."

"I need to take a break. Albus said he wants to continue doing the experiments you planned. By the way, he plans to do the legendary space walk."

"No, it's not safe for one person to cast a spell outside a spacecraft. Let's wait until the experimental spacecraft comes back and confirms the data."

Andrew refused decisively - Gryffindors just love to mess around, even when they become headmasters!
"Please, Phineas," Professor McGonagall added quickly, "Please tell Albus that if he doesn't do the experiment as planned, I will notify the kitchen to cut off sweets for a week."
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(End of this chapter)