Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The morning of another day has come, and the morning sun is rising from the east, dyeing the waves of the English Channel with a bright golden color.

However, the Weymouth Harbor in the mist only shone a little light, and at a glance, it was as if the whole world was covered with a faint glow.

In fact, if you put aside the unpleasant reality to watch, this scene is actually quite wonderful.It's a pity, who still has this objective and calm mentality right now?

"Go east... yes, right there, nail the stakes from the marked point! Officer Rowan, the bucket of material in your hand is going to be placed on the west side... and then walk to your left. Two steps, the mark next door..."

In the small three-story building that was used as a camp, Sarah was instructing everyone to arrange an alchemy formation-she had been busy since arriving at this camp with Hermione.

And from the various messy things that everyone put up, it can be seen that the alchemy array is indeed very different from the conventional magic array.Since it can directly use the attributes of various objects around it in many cases, this characteristic of adapting to local conditions makes it more possible in actual use.

Of course, some relatively core parts must be constructed using purer materials and even human spirit.

"Okay, thanks for your hard work, please go downstairs! I'll leave the rest to me."

Regardless of Sarah's petite body, her strength is greater than that of ordinary people. She dragged a few large sacks and easily walked to the middle of the formation.

When everyone walked out of the range of the formation, she poured out the bags of alchemical materials Hermione had borrowed from Boothbarton, and stacked them in the center according to the blueprints she had drawn in Camp Granger. Inside the circle.

As she placed the last piece of copper in place, the entire third floor of the small building suddenly shook slightly.Then, the floor of this floor seemed to have instantly become the surface of the water, and all the things placed in the formation sank downward and sank into the floor.

The next moment, when the materials and the formation were completely integrated, the scene outside the window that had just been gradually lit by the rising sun suddenly disappeared without a trace, and turned into pitch black again.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

"Is the enemy coming... Wizard Bell? Officer Rowan?"

"Quick! Go out and see—"

The survivors downstairs were making a noise. Everyone was frightened by the sudden darkening outside the window. Although scared in their hearts, no one dared to take a look.

To be honest, these days, they have been chased by the living corpses and fled here, and they have become scared birds.

But fortunately, at least Rowan and Bell were still calm, and saw the yellow robe wizard Bell waved his hand:

"Go and comfort everyone, I'll go out and see... Don't worry! There are so many guards on the periphery. If something serious happens, they will be able to come back at least one or two. It doesn't make sense, and there is still no sound. ."

While saying this, Bell drew out his wand, turned his head and ran towards the gate.

"Click."

As soon as he opened the door, Bell suddenly found that it was also pitch black outside, even more completely than the fog-shrouded night.

However, this pitch-black world only pervades the door, with the threshold as the boundary, which is unusually distinct.In front of him, it was like a black wall that could swallow everything, which made people feel rather daunting.

"Could it be... that Miss Hornheim's alchemy circle has been activated?" Bell muttered to himself, "But, is this alchemy?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally tried to extend the wand in his hand to the darkness outside the door. After retracting it and found that there was no damage, he dared to slowly move his hand forward.

"Wait," he hesitated, and suddenly took his hand back, "I'd better go up to Miss Hohenheim and ask about it first!"

...

When the downstairs suddenly became agitated due to the abnormal changes, Sarah on the third floor patted her hands lightly, and then turned around.

"Miss Granger, the formation is complete."

It can be seen that Hermione has been standing by the stairs leading downstairs. Seeing Sarah standing in the middle of the alchemy circle, turning her head to look at herself, she nodded at her suddenly.

"Excuse me," she thanked her, "but can you give me a general explanation? You know, I have a very shallow understanding of alchemy."

"Oh, of course," Sarah said immediately, "this principle is actually similar to the formation in St. Mungo's time. It is a spatial "flipping"... But this must be much simpler than that at the time. It’s worse, there is no room for flexibility."

As she was talking, she opened her palms and turned them upside down once.

"At that time, there were excellent materials provided by Maca. At the same time, in order to set up a trap for Helbo, I used an alchemy prototype handed down from our Hohenheim family. But this is not necessary to spend so much time and effort to prevent it. Living corpses shouldn't be a problem."

With this explanation, Sarah finally said:

"In short, you understand its role as if I moved the entire building from the ground to the ground. When you go out, you can go directly to the main entrance, but if you want to come back, someone must be inside the door to answer it— -Reach out and pull people in, like this."

Having said this, she stretched out her hand and made a gesture of pulling in, and then shrugged slightly.

"From the inside, you can see if there is anyone outside, it's very simple."

"Oh, let's go down and take a look!" Hermione nodded immediately.

However, Sarah shook her head at this moment.

"Sorry, Miss Granger, I won't go down anymore." She seemed a little regretful, "The matter is over, I should go too."

Sarah's words caused Hermione's heart to stop, and the motion of her feet to turn around also stopped.

"what?"

"I said I have to go," Sarah said. "I think you should have been aware of it...or rather, you have been skeptical all the time, haven't you?"

"you--"

By now, Hermione didn't want to say "why" anymore, because her question seemed to have never been answered.

Unexpectedly, Sarah, who was standing in place this time, took the initiative:

"Maybe you may be a little puzzled... Actually I am too, so I have to go to him and ask the reason. But... you know, Maca wants me to do this, I will do it, I am willing to listen of."

Before she finished her words, Hermione could only hear a "click", and the "Sarah" in front of her suddenly shattered into a pile of dirt.