People from all corners of the world are using magic mirrors to watch this scene, not only wizards but also Muggles.
During the 100 Tournament, many of the top Muggle forces had the opportunity to obtain the Magic Mirror, which in their eyes was a 'real-time video transmission'.
At this moment, in a huge conference room on Earth, politicians and scientists gathered together, using electronic equipment to project the image on the magic mirror onto an oversized curtain.
Compared to those politicians, scientists are simply crazy.
"Anton's beard, this is incredible!" An old man with a white beard was so excited that his nose was red. He pointed hard at the picture on the curtain, "Are you sure this is not a fake? Humans can walk directly on the surface of the moon? I even I didn’t see the feeling of weightlessness caused by the moon’s insufficient gravity!”
Oh, by the way, the exclamation "Anton's beard" originated from Mr. Jim Harker, the Prime Minister, who was deeply involved in the wizarding world competition. He heard from the Minister of Magic Fudge, "Praise for Anthony Weiss" After Lai', he began to use such exclamations ingeniously to remind everyone of his legendary experience as the prime minister entering the magical world. (893)
Obviously, this sentence has become a trend.
"I also want to agree with you, Professor Hodges." A middle-aged scientist with glasses next to the old man with a white beard sighed and pointed to the electronic screen in the other corner of the conference room, "But you also saw , this is the picture taken by our astronomical telescope."
He shrugged, looking weird.
"But, my God, haven't you seen it? The sun is so restless now that it even produces such a degree of coronal mass ejection!" The white-bearded old man's eyes widened, and he even suspected that this world was not real. These wizards actually master some kind of game modifier.
"Yes, yes, I saw it. And our observatory has observed this solar flare. The coronal mass ejection is affecting the entire..."
"Affecting the moon's plasma..."
The old man with a white beard interrupted the man with glasses from reciting the words in the document report, and just pointed at the picture on the curtain like crazy, "But look at these flowers! These wizards!"
"Even, did you see that? Those were fireflies?"
"Just flying on the moon?"
"This unscientific!"
The bespectacled man exhaled, took off his gold-rimmed glasses and gently wiped the drool on them caused by the old man talking too excitedly. He just said in a faint tone, "But this is magic!"
"!!!"
The old man with the white beard slumped down on his chair, staring blankly at the scene on the curtain, muttering, "But this is magic... But this is magic..."
This was a complete collapse of faith, which made him doubt for a time what the purpose of his lifelong research was.
He turned to look at the man with glasses hopefully, wanting to say something more to him, even if he wanted to say something, but the other man had already stood up and seemed to want to do something.
"where are you going?"
The bespectacled man looked back at him, pursed his lips, and finally raised his brows slowly, "Fortunately, I participated in a secret test jointly organized by the official government and the Magic Congress, and I was determined to have magical blood."
"I originally refused to become a sub-wizard. It is said that the magical Mr. Anthony Weasley has developed the ability to transform Muggles into wizards, but we are not sure when he will release this technology."
He adjusted his tie, "I think it's not my style to wait for some illusory opportunity. I plan to sign up and let the Magic Congress help transform me into a wizard, even if it's just a so-called inferior wizard or a inferior wizard.
."
The old man with a white beard stood up suddenly, grabbed his arm, and looked at him solemnly, "You know, everything has a price, young man, you..."
The man with glasses smiled slightly, "In fact, Speaker Riddle of the Magic Congress didn't ask for much. It is said that he was involved in the manufacturing of a flying platform."
"???" The white-bearded old man was stunned, "Don't they have a flying broom? That thing is better than a fighter jet!"
Really, any wizard child can control this kind of flying magic item, but how difficult it is for Muggles to train a qualified pilot. This is the biggest problem here.
The man with glasses looked around, then came closer and whispered, "You know the multi-person flying platform..."
"Disgusting war!" The white-bearded old man looked disgusted and resistant, and then looked at the man with glasses with wide eyes, "What does the development of a flying combat platform have to do with you, an expert in the field of astronomy?"
You can't be like that magical Anthony Weasley and fly into the universe, right?
The man with glasses chuckled, "Those wizards think that a scientist is a scientist, a kind of technician covering all disciplines. Although I can't even repair computers, if they didn't think so, I wouldn't have the chance to transform into a wizard.
What an opportunity!”
"Anton's beard!" The white-bearded old man exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on his face.
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It seems that Muggle officials from various countries have not stopped the news of this lunar transformation. At this moment, people are talking about it everywhere, and the Internet of emerging things has gone crazy.
Various pictures are loading slowly with relatively primitive bandwidth, but they still cannot stop everyone's enthusiasm.
They seem to want to use this method to test the bottom line of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy in this new era.
But the wizard obviously has no time to take care of it.
Personnel from the Ministry of Magic in various countries looked at the figure behind Anton with such jealousy - Minister Fudge.
Merlin's beard, this guy actually has the opportunity to participate in such a great thing.
Although many wizards still don't know what this means, it doesn't stop everyone from watching the scene in the magic mirror with relish.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Some people have even begun to move towards the space gate in front of the headquarters building of the Magic Congress of the Americas, looking forward to having the opportunity to go to the moon.
This is simply amazing.
Countless wizards gathered together. They walked along the path that Anton, the hut and the navigators had walked, and walked in the space shuttle passage. Everything around them was dark, and everyone's comments echoed in the passage, full of excitement.
Discourse.
"It's not enough!"
Even though everyone behind him was watching everything in amazement, Anton still felt everything around him with some regret.
First of all, the lunar station is completely established.
But it is not a transformation of the moon into humans, but an extension of the moon into the earth.
In other words, the moon's unique magical properties are not displayed here, but are simply replicated somewhat like the earth's environment.
It is equivalent to the Necromancer establishing a kingdom of the undead in the forest and polluting part of the land into a gray-black hell environment.
The effect presented in this way is undoubtedly telling the message that the 'magic riot of the moon' that Anton thought was possible did not happen.
"A little bit worse."
Anton smacked his mouth. Obviously, the method of leveraging the collective consciousness is not enough. The collective consciousness should be gathered directly on the moon, so as to cause changes in the entire environment.
Humanity's footsteps on the moon still stop at the "moon station" and have not been able to completely get out.
The previously planned ‘real-life battle chess’ involves possessing a puppet doll and walking on the moon, but I’m afraid we still have to continue with it.
"It's already amazing." Anna stood next to Anton with a smile. She said playfully, "This is a small step for Anton, but a giant leap for human civilization."
Anton glanced at her with a strange expression, "I can't look directly at this sentence anymore. The most common place it is used is the men's restroom."
"Giggle..." Anna covered her mouth and snickered.
Just now, a terrible solar storm came. This level of disaster is much more terrifying than the great flood in the story of human extinction. The current level of collective consciousness of mankind cannot resist it at all.
Unless the moon itself produces a magical riot and turns into a magical planet that can spontaneously block all this for humans.
Anton had to take the people behind him back to the transparent tent-like lunar station built by Anna.
Miraculously, those magical plants "free snot bubbles" actually survived this solar storm and even underwent a wonderful change.
Oh, it's actually the bubbles, the kind of fruit that is filled with air and has a liquid peel. The peel has actually become thicker and more elastic.
After these bubbles fell from the flowers, they did not float up, but rolled straight down to the surface of the moon.
It can be expected that when the surface of the moon is covered with a thick layer of such bubbles, the moonlight on the earth will definitely become somewhat different.
By then, the earth's magical environment will undergo subtle changes.
The environment and the influence of the environment are so wonderful and unique, which Anton did not expect.
"Maybe we should let the bullets fly a little longer."
Anton has enough patience.
He held Anna's hand and walked through the sea of flowers and slowly walked towards the crystal clear moon station. At this moment, everyone else had retreated to the moon station. Maybe many people were waiting for his return.
"Anton, do you think I should ask Professor McGonagall for help to expand the space of the lunar station?"
"It's best not to do it. It just makes people feel cramped so that they can accumulate more desires."
"Oh, that's a pity. I also wanted to live on the moon for one night. It would be fun." Anna was full of regret.
"!!!" Anton blinked and looked at Anna suddenly, "What do you think if we move the 'Shelter Tower' up here?"
Anna's eyes lit up, "Sounds very nice!"
The shelter tower in America did not make the cabin mates feel very good, and no one would like to have Voldemort as their neighbor.
"right!"
"Quack quack..."
"Just to let everyone know that our cabin owns this moon!" Anton stopped in the sea of flowers, waving his arms to indicate that the planet in front of him was beginning to have a little life, "Tell them, I conquered this moon."
territory!"
Anna covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes curved like crescent moons.
Anton said, looking back at the figures talking excitedly at the lunar station, and raised his eyebrows at Anna, "Tell Hannah that you don't have to worry about the income of the cabin in the future, she can prepare to start collecting tickets for the lunar station.
"
Sometimes you have to be a little selfish. Although Anton himself doesn't care, he has to take care of everyone around him. After all, he is not Dumbledore.
Quack, quack…
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