Sending Dumbledore into Space

"We can provide three Muggle spacesuits in midair, but we can't transfer them to Hogwarts. They have electrical systems, and Hogwarts would disrupt them, so you'll need to detour slightly to receive them."

"These are oxygen-producing candles. Hogwarts should have them, but I prepared some anyway."

"This is the liquid food we managed to get. Theoretically, you won't need to eat, but we prepared it anyway."

Headmaster Vladislav stuffed armfuls of supplies into Dumbledore's hands. The spacesuits, the most easily damaged items among them, were currently floating in the sky, though judging by the current preparations, they would not be needed.

Yes, the preparations were thorough. Nearly everyone wore smiles full of hope, as though they had long been impatient to send Dumbledore into the sky.

The unnamed Potions formula Beauxbatons had sent over to stabilize the blood had been brewed and tested. There were no issues with either the formula or its effects.

The Charms Durmstrang had dug up had no issues either. Dumbledore had needed only a little time to master them.

The rest—parachutes, Alchemy respirators, anti-radiation Potions, and the like—had been packed in abundance. Aside from the portion Dumbledore kept on his person, everything else was piled atop the craft currently sitting in the clearing beside Hogwarts' Forbidden Forest.

The experimental flying craft, built from the strongest materials they had found, reinforced with countless Transfiguration spells, and even using dismantled Dumbledore-brand reactor materials for its shell, had finally been completed after more than half a month.

For safety reasons, the entire craft had not been given the Untraceable Extension Charm used to expand space. Instead, a replica space station with the effects of the Extension Charm had been built into the auxiliary craft.

One main craft and one auxiliary craft, both teardrop-shaped, could separate at any time