Thanks to Hermione's deliberate design, Alecto Carrow and the others' Killing Curses not only failed to have any effect, but the stone dust in the air also limited their vision.
The experienced Alecto Carrow immediately realized the problem.
Alecto Carrow's expression changed.
While waving a sleeve to disperse the dust before her eyes, she shouted an order to the Death Eaters behind her. "They're trying to run! Everyone, chase them down now! Don't let them escape!"
At her command, the Death Eaters, who were not stupid, immediately understood the enemy's purpose in doing this.
Thinking of that, these Death Eaters no longer hesitated. They tightened their grips on their wands and rushed toward the position they remembered.
Footsteps.
Strange laughter.
In the Death Eaters' eyes, this had never been a battle from the beginning.
Rather, from start to finish, they had only treated Hermione and the others as amusing prey.
And running away was the only choice that prey had.
As for resisting, that was never even within their consideration.
It was precisely because of this fixed impression that, even though Alecto Carrow's order sounded impulsive and did not seem at all like an instruction a calm commander would give, these Death Eaters still charged forward without the slightest hesitation.
The excitement on their faces showed that they were not worried in the least that this might be too rash.
Nor did they notice that the so-called prey in their eyes had not let out any panicked cries or frantic footsteps at all.
There was no sign of anyone fleeing.
...
There was no such thing as invincible magic.
Nor was there any Charm that could not be dealt with.
Hidden behind the wall, Hermione's mind worked furiously. When she noticed the chaotic footsteps growing closer and closer, not only did she show no fear, the corners of her lips even lifted slightly.
In the next second, Hermione reined in her expression and gave the next order through the badge in her hand. "Now!"
None of the Death Eaters believed these young wizards could pose any threat.
But it was exactly that underestimation and arrogance that made them taste the full force of Draco Constellation's special combat unit head-on.
"Incendio!"
"Incendio!"
"Incendio!"
Quantity brought about a qualitative change.
Although it was only a simple Fire-Making Charm, when everyone's strength was gathered together, it formed no small threat.
The tacit understanding built through long training, combined with the Death Eaters' carelessness, allowed Hermione's ambush to immediately achieve an effect greater than the sum of its parts.
The Death Eaters had no time to react before they were swallowed by flames that seemed to cover the sky and earth.
"Fire... it's fire!"
"Ahhh!"
"Save me... help me!"
Death Eaters fled in every direction.
Men on fire rolled across the floor on instinct.
The smell of burning.
The smell of flesh.
This horrifying, sickening sight left Hermione and the others, who had never expected such a result, frozen where they stood.
And this expected moment of shock made Hermione and the others lose the chance to expand their advantage.
After all, the flames just now had only eliminated the enemies rushing at the very front.
It also gave Alecto Carrow and the others a chance to react. "Damn it, stop worrying about those useless fools! Kill them now!"
It seemed that the threat of death just now had directly provoked the Death Eaters' savagery.
After reacting, they began madly casting Killing Curses forward.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Get behind the wall!"
Suppressing the nausea that made her want to vomit, Hermione shouted the warning, then cried out sharply to the side, "Fleur Delacour!"
The next second.
"Aerial Combat Unit, move out!"
As Fleur's melodious voice rang out, figures shot out from within the smoke and dust.
Beneath each of those figures was a flying broom sponsored by the Parkinson family.
As for whether this would turn them into targets for the Death Eaters?
There was no need to worry about that at all.
Because...
Killing Curse Countermeasure Two: It cannot lock onto a target.