[HP] Alchemy and Love

what to do?Lorenthia looked around in a panic, seeing nowhere to go.The windows and doors have been blocked, and it is impossible for her to enter the sky——

……and many more.

Edgar's bedroom is the first on the second floor, and the room below should be the room on the first floor.A little to the left, a little back... Lorenzia's eyes fell on the bedside table.If you went down to the first floor from that position, it should be exactly the room into which Dearborn and Mrs. Burns were just retreating.

Her fingers fumbled in the little bag she hastily grabbed out.Two of the three flash bombs had already been used, and there were some other miscellaneous emergency gadgets. She fumbled for a while with trembling fingers and finally found what she was looking for—a small bomb.

Many of Lorenthia's inventions and transformations of magic items were inspired by Muggles, but pistols and flashbangs can also take advantage of loopholes in the law. It is absolutely illegal to take out explosives, let alone in After many experiments, she felt that this thing was really dangerous, and if it was misused by people who didn't understand Muggle items, it might accidentally injure friendly troops, so she never mentioned it to others, and only kept a few small pieces for herself.She held the modified dynamite in her palm, and her eyes fell on the bedside table again, thinking about the thickness of the floor on the second floor.

Although Lorenthia is a peaceful girl who is so frightened that her legs go limp when encountering actual combat, and she can't use offensive spells at all, it doesn't mean that she has no understanding of the power of various attack and defense methods.Offensive weapons need to be tested for power; defensive items need to be tested for strength, and the items modified by her hands will go through many trials and errors, and they are familiar with all factors such as attack range and attack strength. When distributing items, we can explain them carefully to avoid misuse.Although this explosive is only used in actual combat for the first time, Lorencia is no longer aware of its power and effect. If her calculation is correct, it will not be a problem to blow up the floor accurately and try to avoid accidentally injuring the people downstairs. of.

The problem was that she was so frightened right now that she couldn't even lie to herself that there would be no accidents.

She committed the usual problems of newcomers to the battlefield, frightened and hesitant, but the Death Eaters had already made up their minds for her.While Lorenthia was hesitating, the sound of footsteps rushing upstairs could be heard on the stairs.Her hands trembled, her heart panicked, and the bomb fell out of her hand—it didn't land where she expected, but rolled to the corner of the wall.

With a bang, the whole house shook.The bedroom door was shaken and slammed shut with a bang, as if the door frame was deformed.Lorencia's heart sank as well—the bomb exploded in the wrong place, and a hole was blown in the corner of the wall, which not only exposed the room on the first floor below, but also blew up a large piece of the wall next to it.The thing is, that wall should be a load-bearing wall.

Wizards also need to follow the basic law when building a house, unless additional spells such as the space expansion spell are used. The theory of the load-bearing wall is the same as that of a Muggle house. Right now, a large piece was suddenly blown off, the whole house was shaking, and the ceiling was shaking. Dust fell down, but it didn't collapse.Lorencia scrambled and crawled towards the hole that was blown out, then gritted her teeth and jumped down.

I don't know if she was lucky or unlucky, the hole that was blown out happened to be a cabinet, she fell to the top of the cabinet, and then jumped to the ground.The battle downstairs also slowed down due to the shaking of the house, and Dearborn took time out of his busy schedule to give her a complex meaningless glance. "Where's Edgar?" he asked, "Didn't you tell them to escape together!"

"The three of them have been sent out." Lorenthia replied in a low voice, "I, I can't...I can't get out..."

It is still possible to send an invisible box out of the window, but to let her wear an invisibility cloak and carry the box to climb the window without being noticed, one can only hope that the Death Eaters outside are all blind, maybe after training Aurors can do it, but Lorenthia feels that she is really hopeless. "What... what should we do now?" She asked in a low voice, she had already found a pistol/gun in her hand, but she didn't dare to venture close to the door at all.

"Watch you come down that hole, and hit it when someone comes." Dearborn instructed.Lorenthia repeatedly agreed, and hurriedly put her posture on, staring at it closely. Behind her, Dearborn remained silent for a long while, probably thinking about the situation of the battle.Lorenthia waited for a while, but before he could give any instructions, she heard a female voice screaming. She hurriedly turned her head and saw Mrs. Burns lying on the ground.

"Turn back, shoot!" Dearborn also turned his head and glanced at her, and immediately yelled, Lorencia quickly turned her head away, her fingers had subconsciously squeezed the trigger all the way—the tense fingers loosened. When the gun was fired, the pistol had spontaneously fired six tranquilizer rounds, and all three shots hit the jumping Death Eater, who fell limply on the top of the cabinet with a loud bang.

She herself couldn't tell whether she was encouraged or pushed to the limit. Lorenzia boldly pointed the muzzle of the gun at the door, and fired the remaining six bullets in one go. One missed, but it was somewhat restrained. Look at the Death Eaters on the opposite side.Dearborn turned to look at her: "How many bombs are there?"

"Three...three." Lorenthia replied while hurriedly changing magazines.

"Can you blow up a house?"

Lorenthia opened her mouth, stunned for a moment by this unexpected question.Fortunately, the sound of firefights around her quickly brought her back to reality: "It's okay to blow up this wall! Whether the house will collapse, I, I can't guarantee it, guarantee..."

"Boom!" Dearborn yelled amid the sound of half the door frame being blown off by Death Eaters.Lorenthia had no idea of ​​her own, and completely regarded him as the backbone, and obeyed without objection.She dropped her pistol/gun, rushed to the wall, skillfully placed three bombs in the corner of the wall one by one, hesitated for a while, removed another bomb, and placed it in the corner of another wall.After finishing everything, she turned her head to look at Dearborn, but was horrified to find that the Death Eaters were almost at the door of the room.

"Explode!" Dearborn yelled.Lorencia closed her eyes, and threw herself onto Mrs. Burns who was lying on the ground. At the same time, she clenched her hands tightly and used magic to trigger the bomb——

Deafening explosions erupted beside her, and even though the protective items were activated automatically to block seven out of ten of the impact, the remaining force suffocated Lorenthia's chest.The normal power of this bomb is fixed, but in a critical moment, it can be stimulated with a lot of magic power to trigger unconventional power.The furniture collapsed, the ground rustled under her feet, and the bricks, stones, and ash fell down with a crackle. Lorenthia held her head in her hands, closed her eyes tightly, and flung herself on Mrs. Burns, not daring to move.

She didn't know how long it had passed before she tentatively opened her eyes.The bed in the upstairs bedroom collapsed, forming a triangle with the half of the broken wall, inside which she and Mrs. Burns could hide, whether by accident or by her or Dearborn's magic.Around her, bricks and pieces of furniture were scattered everywhere. Lorenthia felt a tingling pain in her ankle, and tried to twitch her foot, only to find that her feet were exposed outside the small sheltered space, and they were caught by something. suppressed.

The sound of fighting outside was still going on, and red and green spells could still be seen flashing through the gap. After an unknown period of time, the sound of fighting gradually disappeared.The surrounding gradually became quiet, and there was a vague voice, followed by the bed board above her head being lifted suddenly——Lorenzia was startled, and hurriedly touched the pistol/gun, only to find that the pistol/gun was not there, but she The panic had just risen when it was suppressed by the familiar voice.

"Loren, Loren! How are you?"

The surrounding ruins were quickly cleared away by the spell, and Remus strode forward, and when she knelt beside Lorenthia, she still couldn't recover, as if she hadn't fully woken up from a nightmare.Remus dropped his wand and grabbed Lorenthia's shoulder tightly: "Are you okay?"

Others came to rescue Mrs. Burns, but Lorenthia opened her mouth, but said nothing.She suddenly jumped forward and threw herself into Remus's arms, clutching his clothes tightly with both hands, and burst into tears with a "wow".

She has never encountered such a thrilling battle.The first time she ran into the Order of the Phoenix, she didn't take part in it at all, and she didn't have the panic of being cornered and not knowing how to escape. She could barely suppress it at the time, but now that she breathed a sigh of relief, her whole body softened. , lying on Remus' chest and crying out of breath.

"Stop crying, hurry up, I have something important to ask you—" Suddenly a hand grabbed her by the shoulder and lifted her up roughly. It was Mad-Eye Moody. "Where's Edgar and the rest of his family? Where's Dearborn and Meadows?"

"What... what?" Lorenthia gasped and sobbed, wiped away the tears that kept pouring out, looked at Moody in confusion, and felt a little panic in her heart, "Dilbe Eh? Meadows?" . . . What was Dorcas Meadows to do with the whole attack?

"Where are they?" Moody demanded gruffly.

The author has something to say: Dearborn took time out of his busy schedule to give her a complicated and indescribable glance.

Dearborn: I can't see that you are quite capable of tossing, girl... (no)