Hermione's mind kept replaying memories from her childhood to the present.
Her brain desperately tried to find a way to survive within those memories.
But as the explosions drew closer, despair grew in her heart.
Without a wand, she was just an ordinary underage girl. How could she possibly fight an adult Wizard?
And he was the Headmaster of a magic school, not some ordinary adult Wizard!
"No wand... Runic Magic!"
As though she had grasped a lifeline, Hermione hurriedly condensed Runes with her magic.
But she had only just created an "Invisible Hand" when a deafening explosion rang out beside her ears.
In an instant, Hermione instinctively raised the Invisible Hand she had just created in front of herself.
Bang!
Hermione was instantly thrown to the ground by the blast.
The mountain of clutter was shaken by the explosion, and objects rolled down one after another, burying Hermione and Crookshanks in her arms beneath them.
Fortunately, Hermione relied on the Invisible Hand to hold up a small space for herself beneath the fallen clutter.
Moreover, because she was buried in the pile, Kiyomi had a harder time finding her.
It hurt so much...
The blast had left Hermione aching all over, but at such a perilous moment, she gritted her teeth and endured it, not daring to make a sound.
She continued maintaining the Invisible Hand, desperately holding up a small space large enough for herself and Crookshanks to hide in while Kiyomi bombarded the pile outside.
After an unknown amount of time, the explosions outside suddenly stopped.
Beneath the pile, Hermione panted softly.
Maintaining the Invisible Hand for so long had consumed an enormous amount of magic.
The tremors from the explosions had also left her head somewhat dizzy.
Yet she did not dare relax in the slightest.