[HP] Alchemy and Love

Lorenthia couldn't help but stretched out her hands to prop up the cabinet behind her, feeling her heart beating like thunder, and the blood vessels in her temples swelled pulsatingly.What……?who died...?

She looked and looked at those few simple words, refusing to believe the meaning of these two sentences.she died? Who does "she" mean, Dorcas Meadows?She refused to believe this fact, but she couldn't help recalling Dorcas's voice and smile in her mind.Lorenthia and Dorcas hadn't met much, and their relationship was just an ordinary acquaintance, but Dorcas was a girl whom she admired a lot.She is calm and decisive, has the style of a general, and sometimes is very desperate.she died?Lorenthia herself was still alive, so how could such a brave girl die?

Of course, there are other possibilities too.But everything else is probably equally scary.If this "she" refers to Mrs. Meadows?It was almost Lorenthia's proposal that pushed her to death, and Lorenthia didn't know how to face this possibility at all.Is it Lily?Is it Marlene McKinnon?Best not to.In the most optimistic case, this "she" might refer to a female Death Eater, such as Bellatrix, but with the word "trap" in front, Lorenthia knew that this hope was slim.

She waited 10 minutes anxiously and restlessly.In the past 10 minutes, the communication card was silent, and no one sent any messages, but Lorencia was sure that everyone was anxiously waiting. Ten minutes later, Alice sent a second message, explaining more clearly: "The Death Eaters used Dorcas as a trap. We found out in time and retreated without casualties, but we couldn't bring her back. .”

Still no one continued to speak, but those capable of fighting were probably communicating quickly in private.Lorenzia was not involved in the search and rescue, so the information she could get was limited. She sat in front of the laboratory table with her chin resting on her hands, staring intently at the motionless communication card.

The next thing she knew, she was awakened by Snow Flower's frantic screams.

Lorenthia gasped, jumped up, and was immediately choked by the strange sour and bitter taste that she inhaled.She rubbed her eyes vigorously while looking up, and found that the potion had been completely scorched, and there was a chirping sound at the bottom of the cauldron, and Snow Flower was screaming and scratching at the door outside.Lorenthia quickly grabbed the wand and extinguished the flames, and Snowflake calmed down, but walked around the door anxiously.The fluorescent stone is heated in a glass container, but there is no hindrance.

When did she fall asleep?Lorenthia had no memory of this.She hurriedly threw the cauldron into the sink, while quickly recalling the properties of the potion.It took her a few seconds to successfully confirm that the potion was not poisonous, and the steam would not affect other materials that were still put aside.Then, she remembered why she boiled this potion.

—to track down Dearborn's communication card.

As if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head, Lorencia woke up instantly.She grabbed the communication card on the table. The last message was two hours ago, and it still came from Alice: "We failed to retrieve her body. There is no clue from Dearborn."

No leads can be considered good news, but in this case, the longer it drags on, the less optimistic it is.Dorcas had been killed within less than ten hours of being captured, and now that they had been captured—

Lorenthia looked up at the clock—seventeen hours.

At this time, she should have prepared a communication card for tracking.But now... Lorenthia looked at the scorched black mass in the cauldron, wanting to cry.For a moment, she really wanted to give up—so what if she made a communication card?The cards can only track each other. This kind of weak induction may not give any direction clues at all. It may lead them into another trap and cause more casualties. Maybe all the items on his body have already been thrown somewhere In the gutter of the city, or possibly now, Dearborn has actually been killed...

Does it really make sense for her to do this?Can it really help?Or was she just deluding herself, giving herself the illusion that she could do something, be helpful?

She stared at the lump of debris, bewildered.She really wanted to talk to Remus right now, hear him comfort him, or just give her a hug—or Lily, James, Alice, Edgar, anyone...

Her hand reached out to the communication card and the double-sided mirror several times, and then retracted several times.Each of them has something to do.Everyone in the Order of the Phoenix has responsibilities and tasks that are more important than hers.This is war, and no one has time to comfort a little girl's battered heart.Of course she can disturb them, and she also knows that she will not be rejected...

But she had had enough of being a burden and a drag on other people.If she chooses to stay, she must have the courage and will to accept all the tests that stay and face the war brings her.

After standing still for 5 minutes of self-persuasion and psychological construction, Lorenzia wiped her face, put her hands on the table and stood up straight.She flicked her wand and pulled a new cauldron from the cupboard, thinking of Dearborn—whose last line of conversation with her was to ask her to blow up the house.

How is that not a desperate attempt?Lorenthia herself knew the power of the explosives, but Dearborn was not sure at all.It's just that, knowing that they are invincible, using this method to cause chaos may bring a glimmer of life to her and Mrs. Burns.And indeed, she and Mrs. Burns were rescued from under the rubble, while Dearborn continued to fight the Death Eaters until he was captured.He didn't give up the last sliver of hope at that time, and Lorenzia couldn't give up any chance of finding him at this time.

After taking out the raw materials and boiling the potion, Lorencia opened the door amidst the sound of Snow Flower's persistent scratching, only to find that the cat food bowl had been licked clean.She couldn't help feeling guilty, and quickly fed Snow Flower, then found something to eat hastily by herself, and hurried back to the alchemy laboratory.

To make magic items that are exactly the same and capable of sensing each other, the two items must either have powerful magic materials as the core of the connection—such as phoenix feathers; or they must be exactly the same in every detail.The ratio of materials mixed from more than a dozen raw materials and several alchemy steps must be accurate to 0.1%, and the size of the card must be the same. There can be no slightest error in the overlapping form.Even Lorencia couldn't guarantee how many times she would succeed.

When the sixth card was completed, her fingertips suddenly felt slightly warm, and she finally had that subtle sensation.Lorenthia checked one side carefully and confirmed that this card indeed corresponds to Dearborn's communication card.Then she lifted her sore eyes and looked at the clock again.

28 hours.Maybe he hasn't been killed yet, maybe... maybe it's still too late.

The person in charge of searching for the Death Eaters didn't have any good news, Lorenzia hesitated a bit, and sent a message to Dumbledore: "Professor, I want to talk to you about the communication card. "

Dumbledore's reply came quickly: "Hogwarts headmaster's office."

When Lorenthia stepped out of the fireplace in the headmaster's room, Dumbledore was already waiting there.Lorencia was so sleepy that she forgot her nervousness and etiquette, and handed over the card tightly held in her palm: "This is the exact same card as Dearborn's card. Theoretically, these two cards should be able to establish Keep in touch."

"Have you tried it?"

"Not yet. Once the card is bound with magic power, it cannot be changed, and the stronger the magic power of the holder, the stronger the induction, so I think... I think it might be more suitable for you."

Dumbledore nodded, and with a wave of his wand, a cup of hot chocolate appeared out of nowhere on the table. He gestured: "I will arrange it. I think you should drink this now and go to sleep."

Lorenthia didn't expect him to suddenly digress to this, and was very at a loss.She held the cup in her hands in confusion, only to realize that her hands were trembling slightly - it was really strange, her hands were very steady when she was making the cards just now.She was sitting opposite the principal's desk, slowly sipping hot chocolate, watching Dumbledore draw out his wand to inject his magic power into the card, all the panic and uncertainty just now disappeared, and she only felt relieved.It seems that as long as Dumbledore takes over, nothing can't be done.

Dumbledore walked around the house a few times, then quickly wrote a note, rolled it up, and walked to Phoenix Fawkes' perch. "Fox, please go to Moody's." He said, handing the scroll to Fox to bite.After seeing Fawkes disappear in a flash of fire, he drew out his wand again and sent a few Patronuses out before turning to Lorenthia.Lorenthia had already finished a cup of hot chocolate, which made her feel refreshed a bit, but she felt more sleepy with the warmth on her body, so she just sat there docilely looking at Dumbledore.

"I'll take care of that myself," said Dumbledore. "Now, I think you should go back to sleep. You've been trying too hard."

Compared with others, Lorenthia didn't feel that she was working harder.But she didn't want to refute, she just stood up obediently and returned through the fireplace.The worry that Dearborn was still alive was still lurking in her heart, but now that the task was done, sleepiness swept over her, and she climbed down the ladder without any danger, fell on the bed and fell asleep.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry everyone, I just remembered that I left the chapter in the manuscript box and ran away, and forgot to set the publication time... (I was crying stupidly by myself