Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1845: She cried

"Sarah...your name is Sarah!"

When she awakened in this world, this name was carved into her soul, and it has followed her for hundreds of years.

In Hebrew, this means "princess, nobleman, and noble girl", which makes her gradually understand that her birth is of great significance to creating her own master.

Yes, at least the first time the two looked at each other, it should be like this.

"Cry! Cry me!"

Born with defects and no emotions-the failure of alchemy works made Sarah's creator Phillips into a mania. The first time Sarah felt when she came to this world was not a warm hug from her family, but an unreserved slap.

She still clearly remembers that the slap was very painful, very painful, and she was a little overwhelmed by the pain. However, the pain did not evoke any emotions in her, because she had no emotions at all.

So the master went crazy.

For three days in a row, Sarah followed her master, quietly looking at the world, and at the same time quietly looking at him. Those three days actually didn't make much sense to Sarah, she just followed silently, nothing more.

The master is studying alchemy, so she just stared at the other side, and she was in a daze; the master was too tired to study, plus many times of agitated, fell asleep, then she also learned to lie down on the spot Aside; the master woke up, drank a glass of water indiscriminately, and then continued to invest in the study of selflessness, then she also tried to take a sip from the dirty water glass.

Well, the water is smelly.

So, that's right... In the first three days of being "born" in this world, Sarah lived meaninglessly.

Except for the third night, the last moment--

"Kill me!"

This is the third sentence the master said to her after giving her life...an unrejectable command, which made Sarah, who was still ignorant at the time, picked up a sharp knife and cut the master's throat with her own hands.

"Phillips?"

For some reason, these old memories are pouring from deep in my heart, and they are constantly circulating in Sarah's mind.

Isn’t you still following Mr. McLean’s suggestion, touching the black door trying to sense the power inside the door? Where am i now? Why do you think of these things?

"...Phillips."

Sarah suddenly felt that something seemed to be pouring out gradually with these memories—it was a very turbulent, very turbulent, and also very oppressive feeling.

Sarah began to subconsciously call out the owner's name, Phillips von Hohenheim.

The genius alchemist who created her and gave her a precious name, or perhaps the middle-aged man who can be counted as her "father."

Every time that name is silently recited in my heart, the sudden feeling becomes stronger and stronger, constantly stimulating Sarah's tighter and tighter nerves.

"Is this... ‘love’?"

Suddenly, Sarah couldn't help but mutter to herself like this:

"Phillips, I miss you."

……

Is this love?

I don’t know, and Maca doesn’t know much.

The so-called "love" has many different forms. It can be cheerful or sad. Maca naturally didn't dare to say what kind of relationship should be between Sarah and her creator Phillips.

So, Maca just watched Sarah, whose eyes were slightly closed, and listened to her quietly mumbling and talking to herself there alone.

After a while, Sarah opened her eyes slowly again, and then retracted the palm of her hand on the door, and touched her already wet cheek.

Continuing to be stunned for a while, Sarah turned her head slightly and looked at Maca:

"I...cry?"

"It looks like this," Maca nodded, "and she shed a lot of tears--remember to drink some water later to replenish it."

"I cried..." Sarah ignored the joke behind Maca, as if still immersed in the strange feeling, startled and said, "Phillips, did you see it? I cried. Up."

As she said, she touched her face again. The red and swollen finger marks left by the slap back then have long since disappeared, but the burning pain seems to have never gone away.

His master left her only three sentences in his life, and the three sentences represent three commands. Until now, she finally did the only one of the orders that could not be fulfilled.

"But," Sarah said after a while, "Mr. McLean, this kind of feeling is uncomfortable... ‘feeling’ things seem to be a bit—"

"It’s a little scary, isn’t it?" Macka said, "That’s why Dumbledore said that it may be the most powerful and also the most terrifying force in the world-even if it is not the'most powerful' It’s not easy to say, but other than that, I really agree with the professor’s point of view."

Sarah nodded when she heard the words, and then said:

"So...Mr. McLean, is my soul now complete?"

"Oh, no, it's not that easy." Maca immediately shook his head, "You feel it now, do you still have the same feeling just now?"

"Hmm..." Sarah closed her eyes and pondered for a while, then she said, "It seems like there is no more, but in my heart... it's like an empty piece."

"So, this is just for you to take this opportunity to get used to it first. If you really want to fill your soul, you have to wait for me to fully understand this room, and then see if it can be done."

"Really?"

Sarah blinked, then raised her hand and wiped her face casually with her sleeve, and then she was a little greedy for the feeling when she had emotions just now~ IndoMTL.com~ she stretched her hand to the black door again .

"Wait," Maca grabbed her hand quickly, "I said earlier, don't get too immersed in it--'love' can also be a kind of'guilt'." /

"But...I miss him."

Looking at Sarah who said these words in a trance, but still clear eyes, somehow, Maca suddenly remembered Luna who had similar eyes.

After a slight pause, he couldn't help reaching out and touching the top of Sarah's head, smiling and saying:

"Don’t worry! Whether it’s joy or sadness, or even pain...it’s yours, it’s yours, you will taste them one by one sooner or later. But even in the future when you truly have the feelings of being a human , I also hope that you will not be too paranoid, because any emotion is very precious, remember?"

Before he could say anything, he turned his head and looked at the closed black door again.

"Well, let me take a look at it first!"