Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2001: The essence of the devil

　　 "Hermione, you... are you okay?"

　　 Harry and the others were led in by Sarah’s alchemy doll-when all the friends first saw Hermione who was resting on the sofa, they all gathered around and hurriedly asked Up her current physical condition.

　　 Blois watched this scene from behind, after a short pause, he picked a chair nearby and sat down. After that, his gaze flicked over Sarah and Delphi, two equally calm people in turn, and finally picked up a newspaper on the coffee table and flipped through it casually.

　　 He knew that from the time these young people greet each other until they can actually start implementing the predetermined plan, it must take some time in between! In the meantime, all he can do is wait patiently.

　　 "Yes, of course, I'm fine... You know, you have to thank Miss Geoffrey."

　　Hermione smiled a little tiredly, and then she turned her head and went directly to the topic.

　　 "You have seen it now, and Ms. Geoffrey must have said something too-Britain is now more dangerous than ever!" She looked at everyone seriously, "To be honest, my Although my strength is definitely not better than Miss Geoffrey and Miss Hornheim, I don’t think I’m still as “weak” as I used to be... However, the facts have proved that I am indeed far from strong enough. Facing the enemy, I even There is no room to fight back—"

　　 "I think it's just because of your lack of perception."

　　 Although Sarah not far away is still busy with the things she has at hand, she is obviously listening. At this moment, she slightly raised her head and interjected a word.

　　 However, Hermione shook her head immediately.

　　"Insufficient strength is insufficient strength...The cruel reality is right in front of me, and I can't make excuses for myself. Especially now—everyone must pay attention to it 100%, otherwise, next time Maybe you won’t be as lucky as I am this time."

　　After saying these things that seemed to be self-reflection and reminding everyone, she looked at Delphi standing behind with some confusion, and hesitated:

　　 "Uh... just in case, I still want to ask... Delphi, is your strength restored?"

　　 "No."

　　 Delphi shook her head slightly, and some hair slipped silently from her ears.

　　 "Then you?" Hermione was startled, and then said, "Oh, sorry! I don't have any impolite opinion of you, but... you know, it's really dangerous here now."

　　 "I know," Delphic replied, "I understand everything you want to say! But, Hermione...I have a reason why I have to come. And, I have to say, there may be no better than me. I know more about the specific situation in Britain today! You will need my presence."

　　 Her remarks can't actually be regarded as an explanation, because from the beginning to the end, she didn't seem to mention anything of practical value.

　　 and after a while, she raised the staff in her hand and said:

　　 "In addition, please rest assured that I myself have some ability to protect myself. At least, I probably don't need you to spend unnecessary effort to protect."

　　 "Oh, I can prove this," Harry couldn't help but add at this point, "Before coming over, she had already shown us a hand... Well, or rather, it was for us to show The power of that staff."

　　 Seeing Harry also promised her, Hermione couldn't help but nodded subconsciously.

　　 That’s right, Harry’s guarantee is naturally credible, and Delphi...don’t forget, Hermione and Luna’s rule magic was brought in by her and Maca together! Even though she had become a complete Muggle now, Hermione didn't seem to be surprised if she claimed that she still had any means.

　　 let alone...

　　"Delph, your staff... was it made by Maca?"

　　 "Yes!" Delphi nodded, "It was when I was on the island-before Maca left, do you remember? It was made with the magic items he left for you."

　　 "Okay."

　　Hermione said, she couldn't help but glanced at the staff in Delphic's hand again, and then said:

　　"Then I'll talk about this for a while... Delphi, did you just say that you know the situation well? There is just a question that has been bothering us now, can you answer it for me? "

　　 "What's the problem?" Delphi nodded and said, "You ask! I will tell you what I know as much as possible."

　　 Hermione listened, and then nodded.

　　 "In fact, in general, it's the current overall change." She frowned, "You may also know that some very terrifying dark creatures have come on this land recently, and their strength is even It’s better than the high-level living corpses made by Helbo before—for example, enemies who nearly killed me not long ago. Miss Hornheim said, they are actually...'demons'?"

　　When she mentioned this, she turned her head to look at Sarah, and Sarah shrugged her shoulders.

　　 Delphi heard this and immediately replied:

　　"Well... if you have to give those guys a title~ IndoMTL.com~ then maybe they can only be'demons'. Because they are basically the same as those summoned by the demon summoning spell. 'Something'."

　　 probably because she didn’t know enough about Sarah that she didn’t know how Sarah knew these things, but she didn’t care too much about these little things.

　　After looking at Sarah, Delphi continued:

　　"I believe you have heard of Summoning Demon. After all, Helbo obtained his current body by virtue of this taboo ancient magic. I think Mr. McLean must have talked to you about it. Regarding this kind of magic...Because its principle is too profound, I really don’t have much confidence to explain it to you, so I will just make a brief conclusion!"

　　 Speaking of this, she paused a little bit, seeming to be sorting her thoughts. A few seconds later, she continued:

　　"...Demons, to be precise, they are not'magical creatures'. Well, they are not even'creatures' — someone once told me that their coming is just based on the rules of the soul It's just a magic phenomenon. Speaking of this magic phenomenon, it comes from the negative spiritual will of all creatures with magical talents in this world..."

　　 Delphi said this, and gradually felt a little dazed, as if some specious memories passed before his eyes. She seemed to still vaguely remember that on a war-torn night, she was nestled next to her father and fell asleep listening to his father's narration.

　　 However, has such a memory really happened?