[HP] Alchemy and Love

"It's nothing terribly important. We were brought here by Apparition, and it looks like the basement of a small shabby house in the suburbs." Sirius said lightly, but Lorenthia guessed the part he was covering up —was the scream she heard when she woke up the first time Sirius had been given the Cruciatus Curse?I'm afraid not necessarily.

The two of them chatted for a while, and Lorenthia gradually felt that Sirius's reaction was getting slower and slower, and his reply was gradually slowing down. "Don't sleep." She clenched her teeth and urged him, "The Cruciatus Curse is one of the magic spells that can cause mental damage. It is best to stay awake within two hours after being attacked by this spell, otherwise you will lose consciousness during the coma. The remaining power of the spell will cause relatively greater delayed damage to the spirit..."

"I know. Damn, am I Auror-trained?" Sirius gave a weak laugh. "And how do you know?"

"During the two years of research in the United States, because the topic involved life magic, I read some literature on healing magic." Lorencia replied.

Sirius hummed: "Tell me something exciting." He said, "It's okay to tell ghost stories, the more frightening the better. Or I'll tell you?"

Lorenthia really hesitated for a few seconds whether to tell him that James and Lily might survive.But she gave up on the plan in the end - the chances of them surviving were too slim, and if the two of them survived, she didn't want Sirius to experience disappointment after hope.She thought for a while, "I've slept with Remus, more than once."

She felt Sirius' body tense, and immediately became excited: "Really?"

"It's fake, of course it's fake." Lorenzia said, "But you asked me to talk about something exciting."

Sirius laughed loudly: "Damn, I was tricked by you, a stain on my life." He said, obviously a little more energetic, "Talk to me about other things, real things, the kind I don't know about."

Lorenthia could think of nothing to say.The topics that can interest her and have something to talk about basically revolve around alchemy, and she doesn't think alchemy research is a topic that can lift people's spirits in this context. "I can't figure it out, it's your turn," she said. "Tell me a ghost story? Or tell me something about the Black family?"

"The two options are basically the same thing," said Sirius. "Okay. So, I guess you already know that Bellatrix and Narcissa are my cousins..."

He told something about their childhood, about Bellatrix, Narcissa, himself and Regulus, and their parents.But the Black family doesn't seem to be a good memory for him, and his tone often becomes gloomy when he talks about it.Lorenthia, too cold to listen to the story, eventually sensed this, and suggested changing the subject, asking him about his past pranks at school.She herself knew immediately that it wasn't a good question—James was dead, Peter was the traitor who had betrayed him, and Remus didn't know where he was yet.However, to be fair, she cannot be blamed for this. It is not easy for her to keep thinking—she has not eaten or water for a long time, the surrounding is cold, and she has been tortured by the Cruciatus Curse. She can almost feel her physical strength gradually weakening. Weaken.

She seemed to be in a daze for a while, and when she recovered, she heard Sirius calling her.Lorenthia vaguely agreed, and tried her best: "I fell asleep?"

"For a moment," said Sirius, "wake up, don't you have something to say to Remus?"

"Ah, yes... Remus." Lorenthia said, blinking her eyes hard, trying to get rid of the drowsiness. She didn't know whether it was because of the Cruciatus Curse or because of the drowsiness. She felt a growing headache, which made her feel sick. Staying awake becomes more difficult. "Do you think Peter will endanger Remus?"

"No, of course not." Sirius said with great certainty, "Remus is no threat to Peter. He must have believed that I am a traitor, and Peter will not do anything extra to him."

Lorenthia didn't know how much he intentionally comforted herself, but she would rather believe it. "Perhaps," she said listlessly.

"Speaking of which, didn't you always want to see Remus?" Sirius asked. "What are you going to say to him?"

"Of course..." Lorenthia subconsciously answered halfway before realizing, "...Why should I tell you what I want to tell Remus?"

Sirius clicked his tongue in disappointment: "Tell me, what can't you say?"

"No." Lorenzia said.

"We have all fallen to this point, do you have the heart to reject me?"

"Be patient."

Sirius heaved a long and dramatic sigh, and Lorenthia chuckled amusedly by him. "James rehearsed all the confessions with us when he was chasing Lily," said Sirius.

"As far as I know, James has had little success with Lily—success," Lorenthia said, interrupted once by a shiver.Sirius said, "Don't lie on the ground. Come here, I remember the wall is closer here."

Lorencia followed him and writhed on the ground to the wall. Sirius first helped Lorencia sit up against the wall, and then managed to sit up against the wall himself. "Are you okay? Don't get sick." He said in a joking tone, but there was a hint of worry in his voice, "There are no medical conditions here. Human life is at stake."

"It's not up to me to decide." Lorenzia pressed her forehead hard on her knees, gritted her teeth and swallowed a groan, "Is it time? I feel that the power of the spell has faded a bit, but..."

"The remaining potency should have passed," said Sirius. "You can sleep for a while."

Lorenthia buried her face in her face.Even though it was freezing cold and her head was throbbing like it was about to crack, she fell asleep almost immediately.

She had a bunch of strange dreams.First, she dreamed that James and Lily were covered in blood, lying in the ruins. She ran towards them, but she couldn't reach the ruins anyway.Suddenly their bodies were Remus's, with Peter Pedillo standing beside him, wand in hand, laughing triumphantly.Lorenthia tried to attack him, but found that she had no weapons at hand.Peter turned and pointed his wand at her—

She woke up suddenly and immediately groaned.Her whole body was so cold that she could barely feel her limbs, but her head felt extremely hot, as if her brain had been roasted over coals.It didn't have the severe pain before, but it turned into a dull pain, as if a force inside was pushing out, trying to burst her head.It was dark all around, there was no light source, and even the blurred outlines were hard to discern.A voice suddenly sounded beside her: "Are you awake?"

Lorencia was so frightened that her heart stopped beating before she realized that it was Sirius' voice. "How long has it been?" she asked.

"I don't know." She felt Sirius shrugging beside her. "I fell asleep for a while too. Are you okay?"

"Maybe it's a fever." Lorenzia said, but there was a vague ominous feeling in her heart.Sirius leaned over, and the two of them adjusted their positions a few times awkwardly and awkwardly, and finally let his forehead touch Lorenthia's.Then he backed away: "I don't have a fever."

"No?" Lorenthia asked, "I always feel hot on my forehead."

"Unless I have a fever, and I know I don't. So don't think about it," said Sirius.

Lorenthia knew that he meant to comfort herself, but it only made her more uneasy. "Is Lestrange back?" she asked.

"There has been no movement outside," said Sirius. "Can you break the rope? The effect of the spell should have expired, but I can't change shape in this position. A dog's body can't do this position. My The front paws will be snapped off."

"I don't." Lorenthia tried her best, "This seems to be an abandoned basement. Maybe we can look for...?"

"I've looked all over," said Sirius, "and found nothing."

"So, we still can't escape by ourselves?" Lorenzia said.

"It's just that I haven't thought of it yet."

Lorenthia sighed, and pressed her forehead against her cold knee again: "Sirius, there are some things... I think you need to know."

"what?"

Lorenthia closed her eyes hard: "Have you ever wondered why I have never been able to use any offensive magic?"

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