Concurrent Existences

Chapter 30: Preparing for the Worst

A moment to create,

Thousands of years to fulfill.

So close to a finished state,

Bend down to my will.

Bellatrix had numerous questions, but only one thing was certain.

"I'm going to the Ministry."

The only thing certain was she had to get to Hermione. If this Ministry was in her way, then so be it.

Brown eyes opened to a darkened room while a beige ceiling. Confusion was the first emotion that ran across Hermione's face as she tried to remember what had happened. She could remember heading towards Hogsmeade with Bella...

...and, she remembered everything else up until exhaustion took over her consciousness.

Bella.

Panic filled Hermione as she realized she had left her lover all alone by Hogwarts. The brunette could immediately sense that all three of her artifacts were missing. She wasn't in chains, a holding cell or under any kind of spell, but she didn't know where she was. She needed to get out and find Bellatrix.

How long was she out?

The witch tried to move, but regretted the action immediately as pain shot through her body. The pain wasn't severe, but it was painful enough that she knew she was in no condition to move around swiftly at the moment.

Hermione channeled a bit of magic and begun a diagnostic spell to check her well being.

Sprained wrist. Probably when the magic spell collision backfired and exploded on her.

Burns. Over usage of her artifacts, she'd need to check them to see if she could repair them. The artifacts were designed to be used with regular spells, not ancient super spells. It was understandable that they would burn out, especially after she had to go against several dozen Aurors right after.

Multiple bruises. Nothing severe, all that from tumbling around fighting and running from Harry and his cronies.

Magic exhaustion. Well, that was a given.

Her injuries were actually not too bad considering what she just went through. She still had no idea what had happened, but whoever saved or captured her should make an appearance soon. She wanted to leave already, but knew that it would be impulsive to just up and go with all her injuries.

Hermione looked around the room, it was lavishly adorned, but it seemed like the designs were really outdated. Her eyes fell upon the bedside table which had her three artifacts.

More like pieces of charcoal. The three trinkets actually resembled charcoal right now. They were unusable after being overused, but it wasn't a big issue. She spotted her outer robes by the chair and sighed in relief. Her outer robes had her magically enchanted bag, she'd be in big trouble if that particular thing was lost since it had everything.

I'll have to re-synthesize the remains of the artifacts to make my project. It wasn't particularly hard to synthesize new artifacts, especially when she could just use the remains of the old ones as a catalyst. Even if these were unusable, the burned artifacts still held a connection to their twin and would be able to detect them once repaired.

Hermione already had an idea of what she would make them into. She had been using these artifacts for quite a while and was sure her body and magical core had gotten used to it. It should be possible to make a whole new level of magical foci that would supersede the three foci she had been using.

The brunette took one of the artifacts in hand and tried to channel a bit of magic to try and locate Bella even if she knew it was futile.

Nothing. It was like channeling magic into a rock, she would need to find some more materials before she could repair these. Most of them she already had, but the current design she was thinking of required more Dragon Heartstring. She had a few that she had borrowed from the Ministry, but she needed a bit more for what she had planned.

Hermione knew that the situation was dire even if she still didn't have the full picture. The brunette could feel that the conclusion and the answer to all her questions was near. She could not afford to be ill prepared.

Someone's coming. Hermione could not hear anything, but she could feel the magical presence of the person. Her senses were still not up to par due to her injuries, but she could at least sense that someone was within the area. The first thought was an apparate spell, but even without her senses, she could see the spell weave around her that indicated the place had wards upon wards.

This place is actually fortified with spells.

It must have not been long since she had collapsed since her magic had not recovered enough.

I've probably regained a fifth of my magic. A fifth was all she needed to wipe out a team of Aurors anyway, it would be harder without her artifacts, but still possible. The artifacts she had were not just boosters, they also passively, albeit slowly, increased her own magics. The more Hermione wore and used these artifacts, the stronger her base magic would get and eventually they would reach the point where her body wouldn't even need the artifacts.

A spell was already ready and precast into her hand that wasn't sprained. The muggleborn witch also put whatever magic she had left into a passive spell that would make her injuries heal faster.

The presence was close, Hermione could feel it as she took aim towards the only door into the room.

"Miss Granger." A voice came from behind her, which was impossible since her back was on the backside of the bed which was by the wall.

Hermione released a girlish shriek and accidentally released the spell that she had also accidentally overcharged due to being surprised. The door blew apart and propelled itself down the hall, she swore she could hear a pained shout.

"Helena!"

"Ah, my apologies. I was in the area just behind this room, it was easier to phase through rather than to go around towards the door. I'm afraid I haven't been using doors much." Helena floated towards the front of the bed Hermione was residing in and waved her hand to illuminate the candles. The ghost looked back to Hermione knowing that the girl had a lot of questions, "Ask away."

The first question was obvious.

"What happened?"

Volana could see everything through Luna's eyes.

Volana could sense the amount of raw magical power used by her creator to annihilate all living and non-living beings in the area.

Although, Volana did not understand why she suddenly felt...

...stronger.

Helena could only watch in awe at the massive white magical blast from the distance. Helena had accompanied Luna going around Hogsmeade since she didn't want to be stuck within Hogwarts' walls while the goblins were doing reinforcement. She also did not want to be chased around the castle by the Bloody Baron that kept appearing every single time that she had no one for company. Helena would have already destroyed him, but even ghosts had laws, sadly.

There was no way anything within the blast radius could have survived. Helena could easily recognize the spell used from spell structure and she also knew who cast it from spell signature, the ghost wasn't Rowena Ravenclaw's daughter for nothing.

The last time Helena had seen an Obliteration spell actually used was in the thirteenth century by Jeanne d'Arc, the Maid of Orleans, just before she was burned at the stake after exhausting herself of magic and getting captured. The ghost hadn't been in Hogwarts all the time, she had seen her fair share of historic events as well.

"Merlin..." Luna could only gape at how Hogwarts just suddenly did not exist anymore.

Chaos began as people started to panic after the blinding blast faded. People started to apparate out and others began to wonder if the same magical blast was going to hit Hogsmeade. The professors that were in the area were trying to calm people down and tried getting everyone to start apparating to a safer area.

Helena and Luna began moving towards the blast site when people stopped apparating and started running away from the ruins of Hogwarts. The two witches could easily detect that an anti-apparating ward had just been placed, someone did not want people leaving the area. A few of the braver students were headed towards Hogwarts to see what had happened to their school, but two Aurors were not letting anyone through.

"I think we lost all our notes on our book." Luna frowned, but tried lightening the tense atmosphere. She was serious though, her notes, all her things and all her underwear were probably all disintegrated.

"That is the understatement of the century. Hermione has a lot to explain again." Helena was glad that she had removed most of her things from the Room of Requirement after the Voldemort situation, but still, all the valuable things and the whole of Hogwarts now ceased to exist. All the secrets, all the portraits, all the ghosts inside and whatever else were all lost.

Both witches needed to find Hermione and find out what was going on.

"Volana." Helena called out to the shade that was lingering within Luna. The two had gotten to know each other and reached a cordial understanding when Helena had deemed the shade harmless towards Luna. It was a surprise that Helena could actually touch Volana even without concentrating. She wondered if she would also be able to touch a Dementor if she could touch Volana, not that she would want to.

Yes? Volana gained an ability to be able to send her own thoughts to people that were within a close area. At first, it started just being able to talk to Luna from within, but Helena was able to hear Volana even while the shade was residing within Luna.

"Can you trace Hermione using her magical signature?" The ghost already assumed that Hermione probably apparated right after destroying Hogwarts to avoid the Aurors that were starting to litter the area.

Towards Black Lake. I can also sense Harry Potter within the area. Volana had been created using Hermione's magic and could easily detect and follow Hermione's signature, but she was also created using the Resurrection Stone which Harry Potter had used before and could faintly detect his magical signature as well.

"Black Lake? She's still within the area?" Had Hermione missed her chance to apparate? This wasn't good at all. "Luna, the first sign of danger and-"

"Yes, professor. I know. We'll have to have a funeral for all the creatures that died within Hogwarts." Both witches had a link with mythical creatures and it was painfully obvious that many of them perished within Hogwarts. Luna didn't like the Nargles, but she would never have wanted them dead.

Luna wished that Hermione really had a good reason to use this extreme method.

There were a lot of Aurors around.

Helena and Luna were still moving towards Hermione's location that Volana was providing. Helena was in 'ghost mode' while Volana used her own magic to augment Luna's cloaking magic to circumvent all the Aurors. Luna would have been easy to detect by the seasoned Aurors, but none would be able to detect her due to Volana's unnatural magic.

Helena had counted at least fifteen Aurors that were littered on the ground, all alive at the very least. Several Aurors were also running and limping towards the location that they were going towards.

No surprise the Aurors are taking the direct approach to apprehend Hermione.

It was mindboggling that the Ministry actually sent out so many Aurors just to capture one girl. It was also surprising that Harry Potter was within the area. Was the boy trying to help Hermione? Or was he going to stick to the Ministry? She really hoped it was the former.

"Expelliarmus!"

The hope was for naught at the sight that met them.

Two red magic beams were colliding, Hermione and Harry at each end. The Aurors that were able to get to the area could only watch the duel since colliding spells were dangerous if interrupted by an outside source.

Both Helena and Luna remained hidden, trying to find out which of the Aurors were maintaining the anti-apparating field. Helena had been trying to dispel the barrier, but couldn't since there was at least one or two Aurors that were maintaining the field at the same time. She could also not afford to be caught doing things against the Ministry, being on the Ministry's hit list wasn't something she wanted.

Everyone within the area could only continue to watch the ongoing battle.

The 'boy who lived' against the 'brightest witch of her age'.

Best friend against best friend.

The golden girl versus the golden boy.

For a moment, Helena did not even know who she was supposed to support. The two dueling casters were supposed to be on the same side, but it seems as if times have changed again.

Luna didn't budge either, still classifying both Harry and Hermione as her close friends. Volana could also feel the conflicting thoughts within both Helena and Luna and decided to just observe.

The battle was near its end though. Hermione had been slowly losing the spell collision as the crux of the collision slowly edged towards the witch. It was obvious how exhausted the witch was already, she would not be able to win this.

The battle ended as the spell collision blasted Hermione backwards.

"Stop." Helena sharply whispered as she could see Luna already tensing up to charge. The shade probably wouldn't hesitate to act if her host decided to do something reckless.

"We have to help Hermione out." Luna urged, the dreamlike quality of her voice was lost at the increasing panic as she could see Hermione's eyes slowly close.

Helena didn't reply because she knew that Luna understood why they couldn't just jump out.

There wasn't a plan.

There were dozens of Aurors.

There was still an anti-apparating field.

And, there was Harry Potter to deal with along with all of that.

Ravenclaws do not act impulsively.

Luna just realized where they were. They were right by Black Lake where Hermione befriended the giant cephalopod that not even Luna had gotten the chance to come in contact with.

Instead of praying to Merlin, Morgana or some random god out there, Luna decided to put her faith into things she knew existed, just like a Ravenclaw should.

The blonde witch opened up her senses. She could sense Volana inside her, she could sense the Bloomlings near them, she could sense a couple of Nargles that resided in Hermione's bag, she could sense...

...she could sense the troubled feelings from beyond the waters, she could sense the unwillingness to hurt, but she could also sense the desire to help a friend.

Luna concentrated and sent her feelings outward in hope that the being would understand.

Help her, please.

Luna didn't need to ask again as the sky darkened and shouts started to echo.

The last thing Luna and Helena heard from Harry was a loud exclamation of "Merlin's balls!" before he was crushed beneath a large tentacle.

It could sense it's friend near the area.

Before it could even send out a greeting, it could feel many more appear. It decided to hide since it truly did not like being around many people.

It enjoyed the presence of its friend and even the presence of the loud one that always came along.

However, it could sense that something was amiss. Something was wrong.

Was something ailing its friend?

It began to open its senses, it could sense feelings. It could feel the distress coming from the girl, but could not feel any malice coming from all the others within the area.

It did not understand, so it decided to wait...

..., until it heard the plea.

Help her, please.

It did not hesitate to attack any and all presences aside from its friend.

Giant tentacles blotted out the sun for the Aurors as the fast moving limbs of the giant cephalopod quickly began pounding, swiping and crushing everything within reach.

Luna and Helena had only been spared most likely due to going 'ghost' for Helena and Volana helping cloak Luna in her own energies.

The Aurors did not fare so well.

Harry Potter was quickly flattened underneath a large tentacle. The Aurors that were in close proximity to one another were swiped by another tentacle that flung them all around like ragdolls. Some of the better, more talented Aurors were able to cast Protego spells and Wingardium Leviosa spells to save themselves from the assault coming from the lake.

One of the senior Aurors that were left standing began to bark out orders to what was left of the Auror strike teams.

Fire spells, slicing jinxes, curses and all kinds of offensive spells began bombarding the massive tentacles that were unrelenting in its single mindedness to wipe out everything in the area.

The surprise attack that came from the depths quickly lost its effectiveness as the Aurors began more coordinated.

Aurors that had brought brooms were already using them to fly around and fire an array of spells into the lake, trying to damage the giant squid that was wreaking havoc within their ranks.

The other Aurors on the ground were able to put distance between themselves and Black Lake in order to begin bombarding the lake with magics to destroy the giant sea monster or at least to make it retreat.

The Aurors on brooms had to start retreating as the giant squid began firing out massive jets of water that shot a few Aurors out of the sky.

The senior Auror that took command was about to issue another order to strike, when everything went quiet aside from the wails and groans of injured Aurors. The tentacle and arms all disappeared back into the lake, the only evidence that was left were the large imprints on land and the large waves still churning around in the lake.

He took in the scene as the other Aurors began assisting the fallen. He quickly looked over to Harry Potter that seemed to be unconscious and stuck in the ground with limbs not looking too good, but then remembered what their mission was.

Not only did the tentacles disappear...

..., so did Hermione Granger.

I hope this doesn't cost me my pension.

"After the giant squid created the distraction, we were able to stealthily escape without the Aurors noticing. The anti-apparating field also dispersed when the rampaging tentacles took out all but around ten of them." Helena finished her story. The ghost was the one who cast the apparate since the Ministry would not be able to trace magic used by a thousand year old ghost, it took a lot of magic to be able to teleport living beings, but it was possible as she just proved.

"I'm surprised Tenty actually harmed someone." According to Helena's story, Luna must have somehow persuaded the giant squid to help her, which she was thankful for of course. Being caught really would be the worst case scenario at the time.

The obvious question came next.

"Where's Bellatrix? and how long have I been here?" Hermione's voice was soft, but Helena knew that she had to answer this carefully or the witch in bed would already be up in arms.

"It has been a mere ten hours, your recovery actually surprises me a great deal. As for Isabella, I haven't heard anything." There was no way to lightly put the facts, but Helena knew that Hermione was more Ravenclaw than Gryffindor and hoped that the girl would not act impulsively without any knowledge.

Hermione knew that it was a bit too early to jump through conclusions, but she couldn't help imagine a few scenarios. There were only two that actually stood out.

One, Bellatrix was actually captured. Whether or not the Head Auror would be able to do anything to her other than detain her was yet to be seen.

The second possibility was that Bellatrix was somehow able to get away. Hermione knew that the dark witch was stubborn and resourceful, it was highly possible she had gotten away even when she was magically depleted.

Going anywhere unprepared will be my undoing. Hermione had passively gotten stronger without the use of her artifacts, but she still needed them or at least a better version of them to be able to tackle her enemies, she wasn't one to leave things to chance.

There was no way to track down where her lover was until she was able to repair her artifacts. Reinforcing or recreating the artifacts would need her to be at her peak to avoid any explosive mishaps. Hermione didn't really want to, but she knew she needed to rest.

"In case you're wondering, we're at Ravenclaw Castle. It is a bit empty since no one has lived here for centuries aside from the house elves that were bound here. Rest well and I will appraise you of any new information that may come. Place your hand upon the rock on the table if you wish to eat, it will alert the house elves to bring you anything you wish." Helena knew the girl needed rest and decided to go to Luna, who was also staying in the castle.

Hermione thanked whatever that was watching over her that she had told Helena and Luna about everything that was going on.

As soon as she woke up and recovered her magic, she would start repairing her artifacts to locate Bellatrix.

Hang on, Bella.

Darkness.

Solace...

... such a human feeling.

The surroundings were less than peaceful though. Many people had felt the tremendous flux of magical energy and many began to panic. Shouts of terrorism, magical super weapons and even the end of the world could be heard all around the Ministry. It was amusing to say the least.

There was no mistaking the magical signature. There was also no mistaking the kind of spell that was cast, the last time it was cast was at least two centuries ago.

It was incredible how much one young witch could achieve that several thousand more wizards and witches could not achieve.

The magical world had gotten truly stale, a truly sad state.

Lost were the days when wizards and witches were versed in all types of Greater Magics. Lost were the days when new spells were born each days. Lost were the days when magical artifacts were created more powerful than its predecessor, but now?

Streamlined wands that used a singular core, streamlined spells that were all watered down and so much knowledge lost, hidden and destroyed in fear of misuse.

A tragedy.

It turned the world very, very dull.

I commend and thank you, Hermione Granger. Not even I thought you would go this far. The plan for prolonged entertainment, gone within just a few seconds, but the benefit? So much more. He never expected the girl to actually use extreme measures, he was actually proud that such magical users still existed.

There was also no mistaking what had been destroyed.

I had hoped that there would have been more casualties, but it was entertaining nonetheless. The girl had destroyed everything, which suited him well. The Elder Wand had been fully consumed as well as the Sorting Hat, there was no mistaking it.

He could feel it, he could feel the anchor get stronger and the tether tighten.

There is no mistaking it, they are destroyed.

There was a slight problem with the Resurrection Stone for it wasn't completely destroyed. The third anomaly, the sentient Dementor, had fully integrated with it. It wasn't much of a big deal, but it would have been better if the stone truly ceased to exist.

A few minutes passed and the near empty Auror Department began having numerous Aurors re-apparating back to base. Most of them injured and unconscious, but a report was needed this time.

The goblins had actually created wards that were surprisingly effective. Any surveillance spell had been erased within the area of Hogwarts.

Aurors were running to get medics, some of the more severely injured were being brought down to the infirmary, other Aurors were already getting hassled by other people from the Ministry to what was going on.

An Auror immediately burst into the Head Auror's office. It was no wonder that the report came slow, it seems as if his usual scout had been significantly injured.

"Sir! Emergency report!"

The Head Auror nodded, most of the information could already be accurately guessed.

"Hermione Granger has obliterated Hogwarts with an unknown spell. We assume that Isabella Crescent was an accomplice to this action as well, but we were unable to capture either one of them."

The Head Auror couldn't detect either of the two witches signatures anywhere within the Ministry, so could pretty much guessed that the two witches escaped somehow.

Apparently, over forty Aurors can't do anything against two witches. Maybe I should recall the whole department along with the Hit Wizards?

"Harry Potter with his original team were backed up by the reinforcements you sent. Auror Potter pursued the suspect after separating her from Isabella Crescent, but had to retreat after being assaulted by... a giant squid."

"Separated? Continue." This report was actually hilarious as it was stupid. Hermione Granger managed to recruit a giant cephalopod.

"As we were retreating, Hermione Granger disappeared. We also found an injured Auror that had been knocked out while trying to watch over Isabella Crescent, she has disappeared without a trace as well."

Could they have really escaped all my Aurors as well as avoid detection? It was possible because of how skilled the women were, but it was also possible that they escaped separately.

Terrible news... to them at least. The goblins force had just been near annihilated, the main Auror core injured and the Ministry in shambles. Not that either race knew anyway.

"One last thing, sir. Auror Potter has been severely injured, nothing fatal, but the healers have just placed him in a restorative coma for the next few days." The Auror that gave the report quickly saluted and left to tend to his own wounds. None of the Aurors seemed to have gotten out of the scuffle unscathed.

The office was once again empty, even if the outside was filled with chaos.

I must commend and thank you once again, Hermione Granger.

A sinister smile crossed his features as he thought of one more thing that might encourage the anomalies in moving again. The Head Auror brought out a quill and a piece of parchment and began writing. A minute later and an owl was already waiting for the note to be sent.

"Please deliver this to Rita Skeeter." This action may or may not do anything, but it is worth the bluff to make things move faster. The owl quickly flew towards the intended destination.

Everything was in chaos.

Everyone was confused.

It was perfect.

And, it seems as if it was finally time.

"I guess that I should go visit Auror Potter."

As soon as Hermione woke up the next day, the house elf had informed her that Helena had returned to Hogwarts to be appraised of the situation and Luna and left for a while to go to her father's home to let him know the situation.

Hermione was thankful that she was left alone so she could begin working on repairing the artifacts. She had a quick brunch and was directed into a room that she quickly made into her work place.

"Your mistress said I could request for anything right?" Hermione questioned the house elf, she was missing a few key ingredients that she didn't have enough of. Everything was just happening so fast that she had yet to restock on some of the ingredients she had borrowed from the Ministry during the time limbo.

"Yes, miss."

"I need ten strands of Dragon Heartstring, a ball of Unicorn silk, Essence of a Flame Sprite and Breath of an Ice Spirit. The latter two are optional since I'm sure they aren't common." The artifacts Hermione had created before were only prototypes of what she really wanted to create. Now, she felt better prepared to handle something stronger than an artifact that only utilized Dragon Heartstring. The artifacts she used for the past several years had slowly developed her magical core just like a person that slowly began to introduce multitudes of poison to their body to make it stronger or immune against the poisons.

Rare ingredients weren't prevalent where Hermione went. The Ministry only had the Department of Mysteries which had many rare items and forbidden things, but didn't really have necessary materials for research and experiments. Most of the pureblooded manors and castles she had gone through only had ancient tomes that were forgotten in their libraries. It was sad, but the wizard and witches that wanted to further magic were a rare breed, making gathering the ingredients even harder.

The Ministry itself wasn't really a threat the more she thought about it.

It was actually laughable that the Ministry had made the Cruciatus Curse, the Killing Curse and the Imperius Curse, forbidden spells when there were much scarier spells out there.

The Cruciatus Curse? Hermione had read a spell that would slowly rot your body while feeling untold amounts of pain as maggots started feasting on your flesh.

The Killing Curse? It was actually mercy killing since there were many more ways to horribly kill a person. The original ancient Bombarda spell wasn't specifically for inanimate objects.

The Imperius Curse? This, Hermione would agree that it should be counted as a forbidden spell, even if there was a worse spell that actually took full possession of the mind and body of the target. The particular spell was ancient blood magic though.

The real threat was the Head Auror and whoever else he was connected to. Somehow, Hermione knew that all these tragedies were connected somehow and that the inevitable meeting with the Head Auror would answer everything.

The Aurors that Hermione had incapacitated would all be back to their peaks after they were treated by the healers. She would have to face them all again if worse came to worst. Hermione only had a handful of allies and she needed any advantage she could get.

This item she was about to attempt to create would be the byproduct of over a year of research and testing during the time limbo. She would have been more comfortable with another few months of testing, but there wasn't much time and her regular artifacts wouldn't be enough.

"Right away, Miss. I will fetch them from the Ravenclaw's personal storage."

"You actually have them? Here?" Hermione stopped the house elf from leaving, slightly surprised that all the ingredients she stated were all in one place.

"Yes, Miss. The Ravenclaw vault has been untouched for centuries, but everything in the vault has been cataloged and kept up to date even after the Mistress last used them."

"Since Helena used them?" Hermione questioned, slightly confused.

"Mistress Rowena Ravenclaw, of course." The house elf quickly went away after Hermione didn't ask another question.

It made sense that Rowena Ravenclaw would have been a spell researcher that had a special storage of ancient tomes, spells, ingredients and whatever else. The Founder of Ravenclaw house probably didn't imagine that her line would end with Helena though.

Hermione realized that she wasn't able to go through the better sources for information since she had stayed in Britain during the whole time limbo. She had focused on Hogwarts, the Ministry and known pureblood residences, but nothing else.

Seems like there is still so much to learn.

Hermione now kind of wished she could make another time limbo, along with Bellatrix of course. The dark witch wasn't particularly hard to persuade anyway.

The house elf returned after an hour and presented Hermione the ingredients she asked for, the Breath and Essence both in separate enchanted bottles.

Time to work. With minimum amounts of rest and a little luck, Hermione calculated she would able to complete her work by the next day and finally use the completed version to locate the dark witch. The next day would be the third day away from Bellatrix, she hoped to Merlin that Bellatrix was okay.

Stay safe, Bella.

AN: Ready for another battle inside the Ministry in a few chapters? Well, unless Hermione blows it up. Idk.

If anyone is confused, Bellatrix woke up after two days. Found the knowledge on Hermione on the third day. - Hermione woke up on the first day and started doing her thing on the second.

Just a small reminder that during the whole time limbo, Hermione never went away from Britain that's why most of the things she learned were ancient spells from lost tomes hidden within Hogwarts/purebloods and forbidden things from the Ministry. The rest of the time was spent researching/experimenting as indicated a lot throughout the story. The three artifacts she made were made between the seventh to fifteenth year in the limbo, they were her prototypes. She never really had any point in creating a sum of all her research since there wasn't really a threat at the time.

This chapter wasn't supposed to end here, but I realized it was getting too long. I need to stop expecting chapters to end up short, one almost always becomes two or three x.x

Tenty just rekt'd the Aurors :)