Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1990: Fog and Cloud
"Miss Hohenheim, if this disaster can end in the future...When Hogwarts reopens, I must ask Professor McGonagall to reopen the alchemy course and hire you as a professor!"
Watching the nine alchemy dolls riding Sarah's special brooms and flying steadily behind her, Hermione couldn't help but say to Sarah.
However, Sarah quickly shook her head.
"What you said, McLean once said to me," she said, "but...I can take the time to summarize some of the books I have read and compile an alchemy textbook. As for that. Professor, 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 accustomed to using spiritual training to directly imprint my abilities into the other person's soul-look! Just like the next nine , Simple, fast, and more effective."
Hearing Sarah say so, Hermione couldn't help but glanced back, but she heard Sarah add at this time:
"Of course, this certainly cannot be 100% successful... 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 Maca to complete the soul, Sarah could at best only create a soulless alchemy doll, which was driven entirely 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 puppets 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.
Maybe, 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.
It’s just that, it must not be to fulfill Phillips’ long-cherished wish. Whatever she has to say, this may be her own life, her own wish.
Just as the two chatted casually, most of the English Channel was gradually overtaken by them—from a distance, they could already see the British land full of shadows.
At this moment, Hermione and Sarah couldn't help but stopped talking, especially Hermione, her face gradually showed a rather serious expression.
"The mist...dissipated?"
To be more precise, it is actually more than half of it dissipated, but there is still some faint residue. Looking at the coast, the place farther away is still a little hazy, but it is true that the vision is clearer than before. I don't know how much.
However, the gray fog that originally enveloped Britain did not disappear. They just... seem to have risen collectively to a high altitude, turning into a continuous cloud layer, still shielding the sun tightly.
Without the fog-shrouded Britain, it is no longer as in the past as it was before, but the gray clouds that seemed to be low above the head, on the contrary, made 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 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 from a distance. Towards the city, he said, "It's just...Where did the sisters go?"
"Should 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, she couldn't help being taken aback--why are there still Muggles here? Shouldn't they be the first group to arrange an evacuation? At least those wizards who withdrew to Granger's camp said so.
"Anyway, shall we go in and have a look?"
Hermione turned her head to ask, but saw Sarah nodding her head indifferently, and the two immediately pressed down the broomstick and went down. And behind them, the nine puppets also began to descend without a word.
Of course, Sarah’s alchemy dolls don’t even have the ability to speak. They are just dolls and tools, but they are far from being called "artificial humans."
A few minutes later, Sarah, who entered the small building, took Hermione all the way to the second floor without hesitation, and opened the door to the kitchen.
"哧——"
The next moment, I saw a larger doll pulling the cupboard aside easily with one hand. After gently tapping the closed warehouse door, he retreated to Sarah again. Behind.
Sarah stretched her hands and motioned to Hermione.
"Open the door and come out! This is Hermione Granger."
Regardless of the people hiding in it, 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 aside, the police officer Rowan hiding inside was really taken aback, because they didn't make any noise when they came over.
But after hearing that it was Hermione, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Squeak~IndoMTL.com~ The door 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 lady was right, you guys came in a few days! Hey, come out! This time we are really saved-we can go to France."
and it was when he heard these words, Hermione immediately asked:
"'That lady'? Is it Miss Geoffrey?"
"Uh, yes." Upon hearing the words, Officer Rowan 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 has been a few days ago!"
"No wonder..."
Hermione nodded suddenly at the thought of the previously undelivered letters, but then 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 just... we I don’t even know what her name is! But in general, they basically haven’t communicated with us much."
"This is not 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?"