Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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Alchemy has never been a good thing.

Maybe its appearances are often full of hope, such as gold transformation, elixir and artificial people, which symbolize the "wealth", "eternal life" and "creativity" that people desire.

But if you think about it again, they essentially symbolize "greed", "fear" and "control over desire".

Of course, although desire can be ugly, this ugly is also driving people to move forward-it is not beautiful, but it is not bad.

After all, ugly is not desire, but human.

"Thank you, Noah! Thank you for your kindness to Luna ... but I hope you can still go back and think about it, and take this opportunity to think about the 'Magic Stone' for you, for us ... and for Meaning for everyone else. "

To be honest, Noah didn't immediately understand the meaning of Maca's sentence, but after seeing the solemn appearance of Maca, he realized that there must be some deep meanings he hadn't discovered yet. .

So Noah left, with a doubt in his stomach.

Watching the fat man leave from the door, because his head was clear of what Maca had just said, he even forgot to remove the filter mask when he went out.

"Oh!"

Maca waved her hand gently and closed the door again. Then she turned around and picked up the silver knife aside, and continued to cut up the unknown plant stem.

And at this moment, with a soft squeak, a figure emerged from the corner of the steam-filled potion preparation room.

"Maca, he ... didn't he just say he could cure Luna? Why are you ..."

Suddenly Hermione appeared, she was hiding in the cupboard in the corner. Because Maca had already sensed Noah coming here before, he let Hermione hide in advance-obviously Noah didn't want too many people to know that he had got the magic stone heritage.

Now, hearing Hermione's hurried inquiry, Maca shook her head slightly and replied softly:

"Noah came to Blois, his father asked him to come ... you should have heard it just now, he has inherited the inheritance of Nicole LeMay, and has even obtained the rough embryo of the Philosopher's Stone. I think You should understand what his father told him to come to me and Mr. Blois. "

"Uh," Hermione said, and she froze. "Mr. Hohenheim, do you want to protect Noah?"

"That's right! But you should also know that we don't even protect ourselves today," Maca sighed. "I don't know how Noah's father knew Luna's situation so quickly— —Maybe Mr. Blois, maybe Mr. Akinbad. But he did send me a 'gift' that I couldn't refuse. "

Having said that, Marka couldn't help turning her head and spreading her hands over Hermione.

"Since Noah can't stay with us all the time, and I want to accept this gift with peace of mind. So, at least I have to let Noah have a copy that can be guaranteed by many of His Majesty before leaving here. Ability to be safe. "

But if you ask yourself how to protect yourself, the best answer is definitely not "powerful power"-at least according to Maca's experience today, this is definitely not the case.

"So," Hermione pondered for a moment, then thoughtfully and thoughtfully, "you want to make him realize that no matter who he is, he may not be credible?"

"Yeah!" Maca smiled. "For many people, the charm of the Philosopher's Stone is unparalleled-you see! Even you and I are no exception, aren't you?"

"We ... we are only because of Luna ..."

Hermione seemed to disagree with Maca's last sentence, but Maca waved at her:

"It's the same! It's the same-for Luna, I have to use Noah's Magic Stone rough embryo anyway. Believe it or not, if the fat man turned back and refused to help, I would force it Help him do this? "

"This--"

Hermione pushed the mask habitually, considered it, and then really nodded seriously.

"Okay! I see, I believe!"

"Hey, I'm just kidding," Maka said, and still couldn't help but smile, "I'm more confident in Noah! Well, by the way, I'm more confident in my personality— — "

He was talking, and when he heard the boiling sound over the crucible subsided again, he stopped the conversation a little bit, and then dropped a piece of material into it.

"Stir again, this time three turns counterclockwise."

"Ah! Okay."

When Hermione heard it, she hurried to the crucible and picked up the stirring rod and waited. Watching the steam crumbled in the crucible and waited for the most intense reaction to pass, then carefully inserted the stirring rod into the circle.

It didn't take long for the stirring to be completed before she took the stirring rod to clean it with reagents and put it back into the bucket next to the crucible.

As a result, the potion preparation room quieted down again, leaving only the light sound of Maca's slicing of the stems, which echoed regularly.

"... Maca?"

I don't know how long it took, when Maca had put down the silver knife and grinded the liver of an animal with a mortar, and Hermione opened her mouth again.

"I still want to know, what exactly is the potion you prepared?" She hesitated. "This ... doesn't look like it is for Luna's treatment of magic imbalance?"

However, this time Maca did not answer Hermione's question as quickly as before ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He just grinded his head down, thoroughly grinding the fresh and tender liver into a paste, and it took a while before Slowly and authentically:

"Yeah! This is not for Luna. I have other uses."

I don't know why, Maca was reluctant to say, even if this was the second time Hermione had asked this question. However, out of her trust in Maca, she still suppressed her confusion and curiosity as much as possible.

Since Maca refused to say it, there must be a reason he couldn't, at least Hermione thought so.

After waiting a few minutes, when I stopped stirring and did not continue to add the medicinal liquid that had been cut into slices just to stop steaming out, Maca finally picked him up and ground it The slushy raw liver walked towards the crucible.

"Hermione, stand behind me and try to hold your breath ... The next spray will be more toxic. I will help you to prevent it, but just in case."

When Hermione was hiding behind her and was ready, Maca poured all the slurry in the mortar into the crucible. And in the next moment, a dark green mist burst out from the crucible.