Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Hall…Homunculus? Dwarf? Gnome?”

When Sarah slammed the vocabulary, Marx’s expression seemed a bit confusing. The word he certainly heard, maybe… when the muggle sees Goblin in Gringotts, the word will subconsciously blurt out.

However, after Sarah was nodded, she shook her head.

“‘Hormons’ is a special term in alchemy, although it has other meanings elsewhere, but in alchemy, it has only one meaning…”

When it comes to this, Sarah slightly opens her arms, as if she is showing herself and looks up towards Marx.

“……Cyborg.”

Marx himself whispered the answer.

“Yes,” said Sarah silently nodded. “If Philosopher’s Stone is the culmination of material smelting, the artificial soul is the spirit of the smelt… and when the alchemists are injected into the soul, they are no longer alchemists. The doll is a new life.”

When she said this, her expression was still calm, but it was vaguely filled with a faint loneliness. For her confession, Marx didn’t know what to use to deal with it.

“Life…” Marx was a little silent for a while, and then he said, “So, who is it… well, ‘made’ out of you?”

This kind of statement is undoubtedly very awkward, especially when it is impossible to understand the listener’s mind. What kind of mental activity is a man-made person made by Alchemist, and at least Marx can hardly understand it without knowing the manufacturing principles.

But Sarah himself did not care.

“It’s Phillips, a paranoid fool…” She was laughed plainly. On the childish face, this smile was like a broken old man. “Well, the ancestor of the Hornheim family.” “”

“Ah, also…”

Probably the word “artificial man” was too impactful, Marx came to this moment – Sarah is the home of Hornheim, and Hornheim is a very famous alchemy Master.

However, the creation of artificial people is really something that no one dares to imagine.

“I remember, he was born more than a hundred years later than Nicholas Flamel?” Marx couldn’t help but sigh. “So, A Review of Magic’s evaluation of him is still a bit lower…just your This is enough to make him compare with Mr. Flamel.”

Marx’s feelings were not approved by Sarah.

“No, A History of Magic’s evaluation of Phillips is not wrong,” she walked aside and sat down directly on the floor. “He is arrogant, conceited, eccentric, and swearing, though very innate talent. But they never want to listen to the opinions of others. In this world, it is not just individual talents that can solve everything.”

“…so he made me such a defective product, then…”

As he spoke, Sarah learned that she had hugged her knees, as if she could find the courage to continue.

“Then in the hostel in Salzburg, I was hurried to end his life by my defective product, which he personally made.”

“You killed him?” Marx was a little surprised.

“Yes,” Sarah’s voice suddenly shook a little more, though it was just a trace, but it seemed so clear in this quiet and responsive room. “From my eyes on this world, I don’t know anything about it.” The moment the opened eye started, Phillips only said three times to me -“

……

1541, in the northern suburbs of Salzburg, in a small tower house.

In less than two months, Phillips should be 48 years old. However, this man left his wife and children in his hometown of Switzerland and fluttered alone for more than 20 years.

He is a wizard from a muggle, and his ability is not outstanding in terms of magic. However, God gave him a great alchemy innate talent.

Since the day of graduation, he has bid farewell to his family and embarked on a journey to seek the ultimate in alchemy.

From the first four visits to other Alchemist, to the now sharp rejection of other Scholars, Phillips’s change is not that great.

But in any case, his alchemy knowledge is growing and gradually moving towards a Peak in his alchemy career.

And his biggest goal now is to solve the alchemy supreme problem that exists in ancient legends – the smelting of artificial souls.

At the moment, right in the middle of the room, an extremely complex and exquisite smelt is flashing the brilliance of the dark red. In the middle of this squad, a petite young girl wearing only a thin white robe lay quietly on it, bathing in the red light that beats like a heartbeat.

The refining of the body is not a problem for Phillips, and even potion has a similar way of making human body. The only question is whether the endowment of the artificial soul can succeed in one fell swoop.

The little crystal that shines in the crystals of the awning hangs over the body of the young girl, and settles down a little bit with time. Everything is going well.

In fact, the crystallization of such an artificial soul consumed Phillips for nearly eight years. Failure is a commonplace. He has already prepared himself for more time, but at this moment, his heart is still stunned.

“This time, you must succeed -“

Phillips gritted his teeth and stared at the crystal, so he looked down at the 1 point.

Today should be the last day, the crystallization will be blurred when it comes into contact with the body, and it will be completely integrated into the body of the young girl. Then, it was Phillips who waited for the wake of the young girl for eight years.

It’s fast… it’s fast…just a little…

Suddenly, an invisible wave suddenly spread out of the smelt and smashed Phillips down to the ground. But he didn’t have the mind to climb again, because at this moment, he saw the eye of the young girl twitching slightly.

It was a pair of blue-blue eyes, and it looked like two jewels that were so transparent that it was exactly the same as Phillips’s mother.

In the squad, the young girl lying down on the floor slowly sat up on the floor, just like she just woke up and licked her eyes.

Then, she seemed to notice that there was another person nearby, and turned her head and looked over. At the same time, her long, light-coloured linen hair slipped down her shoulders, covering her slender, white arms.

Phillips, who is excited about this fashion, has not noticed a small anomaly that cannot be ignored. He just kept his eyes wide open and tried to engrave this scene deeply into his heart.

“Sarah… your name is called Sarah!”

This is the first sentence that the young girl has heard since she was born, but it is a pity that she still does not understand anything. If you want to make an analogy, then the newborn is the equivalent of a newborn baby, but the body is made into a young girl who looks like a ten-year-old that’s all.

Young girl licked her head, more hair brushed gently across the ground behind her, spread out on the floor.

Phillips looked at the young girl in front of him and took a few deep breaths. Since the room had not been opened for many days, the air in the room was particularly turbid, but he had no time to pay attention to it.

Now, he just wants to take a good look at his masterpiece, because this will be the Peak moment he can achieve as an Alchemist.

But when he stood up and tried to take a closer look from a closer distance, a question suddenly flashed through his mind – why didn’t she cry?

Even any muggle knows that the first thing a newborn baby is crying. Of course, this is due to the fact that new students are born from the mother’s womb and need the first breath. Artificial people do not have this problem.

However, as a baby’s instinct, crying is also the first way in their lives to vent their emotions. If the young girl he created is normal as a new student, it will inevitably tear the scorpion after the eyes are opened.

“Is there something wrong? No, it’s impossible… The most difficult step has been successful. How come… Damn… Why!”

Phillips was like a man who slammed his head and slammed back a few steps and fell down on the floor again. He whispered himself with a voice that only he could hear, and his face was mixed with emotions.

And across from him, Sarah of the new student just looked at the eccentric uncle in front of him. She could feel that a kind of intimacy lingered quietly on the other side, which made her still unaware of her, and she felt a little peace of mind.

After a long time, Phillips then suddenly raised his head and looked directly toward Sarah’s face. He was like a mad man with his limbs and used the ground to smash the past, and slaps directly on Sarah’s face.

“pa!”

“Cry! Cry to me! No – even if you don’t cry, you can do it! You can be angry – you see, I beat you, you don’t know how angry? Don’t you know that you are scared? You-“

This slap was extraordinarily heavy, and Sarah fell down on the cold floor, and her long hair covered her face and covered the slightly swollen fingerprints on her delicate cheeks.

But in the next moment, Sarah sat up on the ground again, and the double blue scorpion emerged from the slippery hair, and the eyes were still clear and pure.

In that line of sight, Phillips’s fist fell heavily on the floor.