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Chapter 676 Gryffindor is Gryffindor
A legend played out bit by bit. In the dream, Dumbledore was sorted into the school, enrolled in school, met the professors, and greedily learned step by step in the Hogwarts library.

Outside the dream, Headmaster Black went back and forth again and again, reporting Dumbledore's methodical experimental steps and subsequent arrangements as usual. Everything was peaceful as if it had been arranged.

As the experiment progressed, Andrew accompanied the principals for lunch and continued to play a legendary story.

"Albus said it was beautiful outside, as if there was a halo on this beautiful planet. Most of it was surrounded by water, so thick that it was impossible for people to even think of casting magic on it..."

Principal Blake came again with a reluctant announcement, and Andrew, who had long since gotten over the embarrassment, noticed something was wrong.

"Cast a spell?"

He stared at the portrait of Headmaster Black.

"Any questions, Taylor?"

Phineas stared back at Andrew, his eyes questioning.

"It's very confusing, Mr. Black," Andrew sighed, "Where is the principal now?"

"On the spacecraft, operating the equipment to complete the planned experiments."

"Please tell the professor," Andrew shook his head, "even though we have made ample arrangements, if he continues to behave like this, I'm afraid I'll have to let him stay behind on the next trip to the moon.

"Stay?"

"The principal should be in charge of the school. This is the orthodoxy. It is also right to leave the exploration and discovery to the Ministry of Magic and professors. Is there anything strange about this?"

Andrew spread his hands - he knew that the headmaster would definitely help the headmaster, and Dumbledore didn't look like an honest person at all.

It worked so well that less than a quarter of an hour later, Andrew received word that Dumbledore had decided to go ahead with the previously planned plan and would return in the early evening.

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"Are you sure you can return to the location?"

"A distance of one thousand kilometers, even a little deviation is a long way, especially when I'm not sure if the principal will have any sudden ideas."

Andrew answered Professor McGonagall while facing the moist, salty sea breeze.

He definitely cannot return to Hogwarts. If he cannot control his speed, either Dumbledore will tear down the school, or Hogwarts' defensive magic will successfully kill the current headmaster.

Compared to land, sea water is more suitable for buffering. Although the height difference is not much, it can at least provide a lot of psychological comfort. Besides, there is still time to cast spells and brake here, unlike Hogwarts, which is restricted by protective magic.

"But the approximate distance should be this sea area. After all, it's not a Muggle spacecraft without autonomous power. Our spacecraft is more like an enlarged flying broom, but the accumulation of materials and magic makes it less easy to control."

Andrew stared at the sky and did some popular science again - although he had said it many times, after Dumbledore's manipulation, these concepts had to be brought up in order to strengthen his confidence again.

Compared to a spacecraft, this thing is actually more like an aerospace fighter, or a space shuttle or something like that. The improved spell derived from the flying magic on the broom makes this thing very powerful.

He looked around the sky - according to the time calculation, this point should have appeared.

"there!"

Madame Maxime was the first to spot the meteor in the sky with her extraordinary eyesight and height advantage. Andrew squinted his eyes for a while, and then he was very sure that it maintained a good deceleration - although the landing point was a little crooked, it didn't matter.

With a light tap of the magic wand, a layer of ice immediately appeared on the sea surface. After everyone stood firmly, the ice, under the influence of Andrew's magic wand, immediately moved rapidly towards the direction where the aircraft was falling.

In less than ten minutes, Andrew successfully found Dumbledore and the two aircraft, one master and one deputy, that were frozen on the sea.

But the flying machine no longer mattered - everyone, including Andrew, stared at Dumbledore, watching him standing on the water, as calm as ever.

"I feel very good. The starry sky is really beautiful."

Dumbledore said so.

'It's more than beautiful!'

Andrew felt a little dissatisfied, but also a little envious.

Dumbledore had completely returned to his previous appearance. His light grey wizard robe fluttered in the wind, and the white beard on his robe, which Mr. Flamel jokingly called a child's ornament, was as straight as it had been yesterday.

He stood resolutely on the black waves, "The starry sky is just another kind of ocean, just as dark, but full of life."

"The experiment was quite successful. I completed all the experiments we set, and walked and flew outside the cabin under magical protection without any problems. Moreover, the stability of the traceless expansion spell that Taylor was most concerned about was the same as on the ground. High speed and even high pressure would not destroy the magic."

He looked at Andrew with a smile, "Any candy, Taylor?"

...

I really don’t want to give it to you!
Andrew took out a chocolate frog from his package with a look of disgust - the restriction on sweets mentioned by Professor McGonagall was for later, and he couldn't be without this thing now.

"When can we go to the moon, Tyler?"

"I need to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the quality of the aircraft to ensure that the materials reinforced by Transfiguration will not be seriously damaged during space travel. In addition, I need to check the backup of the safety cabin, the exploration tools and the travel on the lunar surface... Most importantly, I also need to know the problem of the vacuum operation of the flying broom in this experiment..."

Andrew thought, "For safety reasons, I can only come up with a preliminary plan for lunar exploration before the end of summer vacation. I'm afraid we'll have to wait until Christmas to explore the far side of the moon. We need to arrange for the lunar survival module and the key gravity generator, especially the latter. I'm afraid I can't complete it. I need Mr. LeMay's help."

The current survival containers, or eco-boxes, are all based on the Earth's gravity. If we want to explore the moon, even if we want to build a basic survival cabin, we have to maintain gravity. Otherwise, we will suffer from problems such as massive loss of calcium and magical disorders. Andrew would be too slow to do this alone and would not be able to keep up with the progress required by Dumbledore.

"Okay, now that you come back you will be able to determine the aerospace impact of the aircraft, right?"

"Well, it's basically stable now. We can send more people up next time."

Andrew responded to Dumbledore in a low voice, so as not to disturb the professors who were looking through the experiment content.

Magic works like this. Once you've confirmed it, you can basically use a wand to do it. It's not a permanent proof, but the problem of killing someone on first sight won't exist. Once he's fully mastered the Traceless Expansion Charm for the Second Module, he can go up to the moon by himself next time without having to watch Dumbledore.

"That's great, I'm looking forward to it, Taylor."

"Well, also, Professor McGonagall asked me to inform you, Professor, that your ban on sweets will start tomorrow. I have two chocolate frogs and some feather sugar here. Do you want any more?"

(End of this chapter)