harry potter book of crimes

"So, am I going to spend my whole life with these two disobedient metal racks?"

Ron was helped to sit down on the sofa temporarily and sighed bitterly. He reached out and tapped the alchemy prosthetic leg of unknown alloy under him, and the crisp tapping sound echoed leisurely in the restaurant.

"I said, you have to adapt to it, and then it will become 'obedient'...and there will be a series of adjustments to be made later, which will make it easier for you to adapt." Sarah explained for him while

Checking the status of the prosthetic limb, he said casually without raising his head, "Of course, if you really care about it being a 'metal frame'... maybe I can help you fill the frame with some flesh-like material in the end? Then maybe

It can make it look more like a pair of real legs."

Ron, who was crying with a sad face, raised his brows when he heard this and seemed to be in a much better mood.

"Really? It sounds good, can I look forward to it?"

"sure."

After Sarah said this, she suddenly clapped her hands and stood up, tilted her head at Ron and said:

"Okay, I'll help you adjust the knee joints a little tighter. It may be slower to walk this way, but at least it won't be as difficult to control as before... let's stand up again and try!"

"Really? I'll try."

Before he finished speaking, Ron, who had just been knocked down hard, stood up again and took a staggering step. The harsh "crunching" sound proved that Sarah had indeed tightened its joints.

It was tightened a lot, which made Ron's first step extremely difficult, as if he was moving in slow motion.

"oh--"

"boom!"

Suddenly, Ron, who was about to take the second step, lost his balance and fell to the floor again stiffly.

"It's worse than before, isn't it?" Not far away, Luna looked here with interest, occasionally breaking off a small piece of apple pie crust and stuffing it into her mouth, chewing it deliciously, "...

Xiao Baiye, do you want a bite? Hermione just made this by herself, it's sour and appetizing."

As she spoke, she broke off another piece, stretched out her hand to the side, and put it very accurately into Bai Ye's mouth that just opened to speak.

"Ah...um."

Bai Ye, whose mouth was gagged by Pie, was stunned for a moment, and found that he seemed to be unable to speak, so he simply stopped talking and chewed the apple pie that Luna had given him seriously.

After a while, she swallowed the small mouthful of pie and whispered with some regret:

"I'm sorry, actually... I can't taste what it tastes like. You may not know that neither I nor my people have such a thing as a 'taste'."

"Well, I know." Luna waved her hand nonchalantly and said, "Actually, I already had a zombie friend before I came here. Her name is 'Silly Bo'... She did tell me that she almost

If you don’t eat, you can’t taste the food. But let me tell you, you don’t have to taste the food to enjoy it! Those ghosts in the school didn’t even have the sense of smell or touch, but they still liked to hold dinner parties——

And you can at least pick up the food and smell it, right?"

With that said, she broke off a small piece again and handed it to Bai Ye, waving her hands and saying:

"Smell it! The rich aroma of apples and the taste of butter cheese are mixed together so mellowly, it's really great... Oh, Ron, watch your head! Your right foot is about to reach your forehead——"

Seeing that Luna's attention was attracted by the funny Ron, Bai Ye did not disturb her interest. He just followed the instructions and put another small piece of apple pie in his hand to the tip of his nose and took a deep breath.

.

Living corpses do have a sense of smell, but it is still much weaker than ordinary humans. Now take a deep breath, and the fragrance only lingers faintly between the mouth and nose, and it is definitely not very "mellow".

However, as Luna said, since you can at least pick up the food and smell it, shouldn't you enjoy it? Just like your ability, even if it just lights up a boring light, maybe it can also bring joy to others.

To an infinitely bright future.

"It really smells good." Bai Ye murmured softly.

…

"Sorry, my friends, they were a little noisy."

When Ron and Sarah were trying out the alchemy prosthetics, and Luna was dragging the living corpse White Night around to watch happily, Hermione said this slightly apologetically at the dinner table.

But looking at her expression, it can be seen that she actually enjoys the messy scene in front of her.

"It doesn't matter," the girl sitting next to her shook her head slightly, and looked at Ron stumbling over there with interest, "Miss Granger, your friends are very interesting... I

I'm thinking, maybe this is one of the reasons why the master appreciates you so much, right?"

From the previous silence, you can know that Hermione and other humans don't really want to mention the "Lord of the Living Corpses" tonight. She is very smart, so naturally she will not be unaware of this, but she just

At this time, he took the initiative to mention the other party again, which may have some profound meaning.

Of course, both parties actually know that at tonight's dinner, the topic of "that person" will inevitably come up. Even if it is not mentioned for a while, it will only come up sooner or later.

There's a difference.

So... to be honest, although Hermione didn't know how to approach this topic, after a pause, she shook her head relatively calmly and said:

"Maybe! It's just... I think the relationship between us and your master is just to cooperate to destroy the enemy. Well, at least for now, that's the case."

"But you are very interested in my tribe?" The girl quickly replied, "Look, you even hope to make friends with Bai Ye and the others."

"Well, how should I put it?" Hermione pursed her lips, "In short, this whole thing is very complicated, and it can't be explained with a simple 'not interested'... Of course, at least Xiaobaiye and I

I really like it. But when it comes to all the members of your clan——"

The dinner has not officially started yet, and the topic seems to be getting closer and closer to the core conflict of this conversation. This is definitely not a good start.

Fortunately, at this very critical moment, another figure appeared at the door, accurately interrupting the increasingly rigid conversation.

"Hermione, I heard you prepared a sumptuous dinner tonight... Oh, are there any guests?"

What appeared at this moment was Delphi, whose whereabouts had been somewhat erratic in the past two days. I saw her walking straight from the door to the dining table. After looking at the food on the table, she moved toward the person who was still at the table.

The two zombie "distinguished guests" glanced at each other, and their attitude seemed a bit subtle.