Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Are you Hornheim Young Lady?”

When Hermione saw a lovely little girl standing at the Earth Sect entrance, she had to take a slight look – although she had not seen each other for some time, she was obviously not stranger to the girl.

“Oh, Hermione elder sister, please just call my name ‘Sarah’ – long time no see!” The little girl says, “Hands on the side of the guard’s arm, who stopped himself, is happy to get to Hermione,” I hear you need help, so I’m here… In fact, a lot of people are talking about helping you. Like Uncle Aunt of Weasley Family. Are you okay? ”

“Well, of course, it’s okay!”

Hermione responded with a slight low head on the other side laughed.

“I didn’t think you’d come, too. Come on in! With your help, I have to be more comfortable.”

Obviously, Hermione would never be afraid to slow down this little girl – not to look at each other’s appearance as a delicate, pathetic child, but remember when Marx said that she was actually equivalent to an experienced Alchemist.

Think about St. who used to be in London. The Mungos magic hospital, where she trapped with alchemy, had restored some strength to Herpo all night, and it was surprising to see her alchemy level at this age.

“Sarah, are you still safe in that neighborhood? We have not been able to engage proactively since this time in order to ensure your concealment, but we have been in darkness.”

“No problem, Sarah hearing this, walking around the corner,” Mr. Blois, after sending us there, nothing dangerous happened, Mrs. Weasley said he was a little fat! ”

It’s funny, but it’s obviously joking about that’s all — as long as Ron and Ginny think they’re still facing Herpo’s threat, Mr. and Mrs as parents. How could Weasley be relieved of it? Don’t say fat, it’s good not to lose weight.

However, Sarah and Hermione, one of the jokes and one of the relentless points, did not show their fears. Until Hermione returned to the tent with Sarah, arranged for each other to sit down, it would not have to be lamentable:

“As long as there is no attack on that side, I will be relieved.”

Sarah sat on a back chair less than she was, and Hermione said that, finally, he couldn’t stop slipping slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly, and that was a lot less smiling on her face.

“The clandestine work in that small area was well done by the Blois family, where everyone lived during that period and was basically integrated into the environment – although fear and anxiety must be inevitable and life could be at least peaceful. When I left, I also took care of an alchemy formula that could be activated at any time, which could be used to protect the large people who remained there at a critical time.”

She seriously said, “It’s the end.” She looked outside the camp.

“To be dangerous, that’s your side, isn’t it?”

In the case of Sarah, Hermiones is indeed unable to deny that even if she really wanted to make a joke in a language that was as fast as the other side just now, it would not be possible to tell the truth.

As of today, the overall situation has not changed, but has continued to deteriorate, and many have no effort to make it easier. And that includes Hermione.

After sitting down from Sarah, knowing more about the state of these days in that small area, and how many more interesting “interesting things”, Hermione finally turned to the right subject:

“Sarah, since you’re here… although it’s a little sorry that you need to do something for me, maybe this can’t start designing a defensive alchemy position for me? It doesn’t have to be like the original St. Mungos is that big enough to cover such large camps.”

Sarah, listen to me.

“To set up a position for this camp? Of course…”

“Oh, no,” Hermione busy, “not this camp, but another camp at the port of England Weymouth… Indeed, if you don’t show up in a timely manner today, I should continue to send additional personnel there tomorrow – which, while equally a camp for the transfer of survivors, is more important in the area of fog than here… and clearly more dangerous.”

“Well,” Sarah has heard of it again and again, “OK, but is there a map of the camp? The alchemy and magic formats are different and need to be designed with the advantage of the environment… What’s in the camp with magic power, please tell me as much as possible.”

“Well, I’ll paint you out.”

Hermione, like alchemy, is not very well aware that Hogwarts, after all, do not have an alchemy course. In fact, it is difficult to find professors who can truly reach the level of teaching because of the low obsession of modern alchemy.

In

fact, even if it was born in France Beauxbatons, where Nicholas Flamel was a great alchemy master, it is now quite limited to actually teach students, even though there is still alchemy.

“Wait for Hogwarts to resume the course, and I must let Professor McGonagall open an alchemy course, and then ask you to be a professor.”

At the same time, Hermione was not allowed to talk about it.

However, Sarah sat not far across her side, but at a time when she drew her head down, she had no name but shook the head.

Even if there were few people who knew that Marx had never said her true identity at all, she had never forgotten what kind of “thing” she was, Sarah Hornheim, was not a human being, but a human being, and even a handicap.

“Hope!” Sarah was silent for a moment, and that’s what it said. “Hopefully, a good day can come as soon as possible.”

Hermione naturally did not know the actual situation in Sarah, listened so much to each other, and thought it was looking forward to the end of the disaster. So she couldn’t keep up with nodded and look at each other:

“Yes, everyone is looking forward to, and everyone is trying.”

See Hermione smiling at himself, Sarah, and that’s why he hooked up his mouth and responded very familiarly to the past with a brighter smile.

Even… her long life is even more tragic than Wynie, and never tastes what joy is.

“All right.”

Not many times Hermione will paint parchment from that camp at the port of Weymouth to Sarah.

“Take a look first! I just thought I’d have to go to the tent next door, and I’ll be back soon… if there’s anything wrong, then it’s gonna be alright.”

“Good.”

Sarah picked up the drawings and then looked at Hermione leaving the tent door, and a pair of deep eyes were looking at an unknown eye.