Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Miss Hornheim, if this disaster can end in the future...When Hogwarts reopens, I must ask Professor McGonagall to reopen the alchemy course and hire you to be a professor!"

Watching the nine alchemy dolls riding Sarah's special broom and flying steadily behind her, Hermione couldn't help but say to Sarah.

However, Sarah quickly shook her head.

"What you said, McLean had told me before," she said, "but...I can take the time to summarize some of the books I have read and compile an alchemy textbook. As for the professor, just Forget it! I don't like and I'm not good at teaching people."

"Have you tried it?" Hermione asked while flying.

"No," Sarah shrugged, "It's just that instead of teaching people to learn, I'm more used to relying on spiritual training to imprint abilities directly into the other person's soul-voila! Just like the next nine, simple and quick And it’s more effective."

Hearing Sarah say this, Hermione couldn't help but glance back, but listened to Sarah adding at this time:

"Of course, there is definitely no way to succeed 100%... In fact, the success rate is only 50 or 60%! The soul is very fragile, and this is only recently realized with the help of McLean."

Before using the hands of Maca to complete the soul, Sarah could at best only create a soulless alchemy doll, driven by her own spiritual will.And now, after initially experiencing the mystery of the soul, she finally gradually embarked on the path Phillips had walked back then.

Making alchemy dolls so frequently is not only to deal with the army of living corpses, but also a way of verification that she tried while comprehending human emotions.

Perhaps, in the future, she can also create a real human being similar to herself... or even better than herself, just like Phillips who made her.

However, it must not be to fulfill Phillips' long-cherished wish.Whatever she has to say, this may be her own life, her own wish.

As the two chatted casually, they had gradually overflew most of the English Channel—from a distance, they could already see the British land full of shadows.

And it was at this moment that Hermione and Sara couldn't help but stopped talking, especially Hermione, her face gradually showed a rather serious expression.

"The mist...dissipated?"

To be more precise, most of it is actually dissipated, but there is still a little faint residue.Looking at the coast, the farther place is still a little hazy, but indeed, the vision is clearer than before. I don't know how much.

However, the gray fog that originally enveloped Britain has not disappeared. They just... seem to have collectively ascended to a high altitude, turning into a continuous cloud layer, still shielding the sun tightly.

Without the fog of Britain, it is no longer as invisible as it used to be, but the low gray clouds that seem to cover the head, on the contrary, make people feel more depressed.

But more importantly, the sense of existence of the army of living corpses has become stronger than ever.

Not long after, Hermione and Sarah hovered a little on the pier of the port and looked forward more closely.

"There are indeed no living corpses in the original Weymouth camp area. There seems to be a black flame wizard from Geoffee in the outer area to prevent them from entering," Sarah was still very calm, looking at the direction of the city from a distance. Said, "It's just... where did their sisters go?"

"Should it be in the small building where you applied alchemy?" Hermione glanced at the clearing ahead and said.

But Sarah immediately shook her head and said:

"No, they are not inside. There is only...huh? How many Muggles?"

"Muggle?"

Hermione listened and couldn't help but froze—why are there still Muggles here?Shouldn't they be the first group to arrange evacuation?At least those wizards who withdrew to Granger's camp said so.

"Anyway, shall we go in and see?"

Hermione turned her head to ask, but saw Sarah nodding her head indifferently, and the two of them immediately pressed down the broomstick and went down.And behind them, the nine puppets also began to descend silently.

Of course, Sarah's alchemy dolls didn't have the ability to speak. They were just dolls and tools, but they were far from being called "artificial humans."

A few minutes later, Sarah, who had entered the small building, took Hermione all the way to the second floor without hesitation, opened the door to the kitchen.

"—"

The next moment, I saw a larger doll pulling the cupboard aside easily with one hand. After gently knocking on the closed warehouse door, he retreated to Sarah's back.

Sarah spread her hands and motioned to Hermione.

"Open the door and come out! This is Hermione Granger."

No matter who they are hiding in, it would be more appropriate for Hermione to speak-obviously, not many people know Sarah!

"Miss Granger?"

To be honest, when they heard the cupboard being pushed away, the police officer Rowan hiding inside was really taken aback, because when the two came over, there was no sound at all.

But after hearing it was Hermione, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Squeak."

The door of the room was opened by Rowan from the inside, and then I saw him carefully looking outside. After seeing Hermione, he hurried out and said:

"Oh! That young lady was right, you really came in a few days! Hey, come out! This time we are really saved-we can go to France."

And it was when she heard his words, Hermione immediately asked:

"'That lady'? Is it Miss Geoffrey?"

"Uh, yes." Detective Luo Wen heard the words and turned around and said hurriedly, "They came here to rest for two days, and then...something seems to have changed outside, they left again-this is already It happened a few days ago!"

"No wonder..."

Thinking of the previously undelivered letters, Hermione could not help but nodded suddenly, but immediately frowned.

"Did they say where they went?"

"Oh no, no." At this point, Officer Rowan said helplessly, "The lady named Ursula is better, but the other one is... we are not even I know what her name is! But in general, they haven't talked to us much."

"This is nothing unexpected." Sarah smiled calmly.

"Anyway, I think they shouldn't run too far," Hermione thought for a while. "Safina's black flame wizards are still guarding over there! Are they?"