Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

　　 "Miss Hohenheim, what's the matter? Why did you draw the curtains?"

　　 Ron, who was half-sit and half-lying on the bed, looked at Sarah who was sitting in the armchair not far away, and watched her suddenly direct her alchemy doll to pull over the curtains, and he couldn't help but asked with some curiosity.

　　 Sarah heard this, and only then stopped a little bit of her little feet swaying in the air, and replied casually:

"Because the'Mr. Stewart' was just passing by the diagonally opposite window. It should be easy to see what our room looks like from there-of course, the curtains have to be kept open. Only in the state."

　　'S voice fell slightly, and the room returned to a moment of silence.

　　 Yes, as mentioned before, Hermione and the others have indeed left London temporarily, but naturally there are still companions who need to stay here. And the one who had to stay here for a while was Mr. Ron Weasley, who had unfortunately lost his legs before.

However, it is too dangerous to leave Ron alone, so even if everyone is going out this time to fight the devil desperately, Hermione and Harry still treat Sarah who is not very good at fighting on the front line. Stayed together. Perhaps Sarah herself had the idea of ​​not participating in the war, but to ensure Ron's safety was the real reason.

　　 "Oh, it's that American wizard!"

　　 Not long after, Ron on the bed tilted his head and twisted his mouth, muttering to himself, seeming to be puzzled as to why. And just as Ron was thinking about something, Sarah on the other side reached out and picked up the coffee cup on the side of the table, and said casually, seemingly:

　　 "Well... but if he doesn't look bad, he can probably see the moment the curtain is swayed after being drawn!"

"Huh?" Ron was startled, but soon he seemed to realize something, and looked at Sarah, "Oh, did you let him see it on purpose? Why? I heard that before leaving. When a group of wizards appeared to the east, didn't you and Hermione decide to follow'his' advice this time, and keep watching them?"

　　 After experiencing many ups and downs in life, Ron has learned more and more how to perceive and think about some details keenly. What's more, after spending so long with this inhuman girl in front of him, he already has sufficient knowledge of the other's abilities, knowing that if it were Sarah, it would never be a small thing like pulling the curtains. This kind of low-level error occurred on the Internet.

　　 So he understood it all at once, and it was probably Sarah deliberately that the other party could see the shaking of the curtains.

"Yes, we decided that we should take a closer look at the situation of these wizards, but we always have to change things according to the situation, right?" Sarah took a sip of sweet and overflowing coffee, and then continued. "And the current'change' is that I just discovered last night that the purpose of their wizards... seems to be a bit strange. Just in case, let's find an opportunity to try it out as soon as possible!"

　　 "Really?" Ron listened and couldn't help but raised his hand and scratched his head. "What did you find?"

"You don't need to worry about it, you should get used to these legs as soon as possible! It has been so many days, and there is not much time left for you-you see, you can only take risks to stay for this operation. It’s not a good thing to miss it here in vain, and I have to worry about it.”

　　Even though Sarah’s tone of these remarks was still as calm as ever, Ron couldn’t help feeling ashamed.

　　 That's right, because of the need for various fine adjustments at the beginning, it is not surprising that he could not smoothly control the alchemy prosthesis that Sarah customized for him soon. But by now, the changes that should be made have already been done, Sarah herself can even put them on her waist and run and jump with "four legs". In this situation, he still can't control the pair of prosthetic limbs as freely as an arm ambassador, it can only be his own problem.

　　 But there is no way, Ron seems to be unable to use this masterpiece of alchemy completely as if it were his own legs. Although it’s rare to be in a state where it’s almost impossible to even walk as it was at the beginning, it’s absolutely not enough to act in this perilous and catastrophic land now, relying on his situation that he has to concentrate on walking barely. of.

　　 "Uh... OK, OK."

　　 Ron, who was ruthlessly accused by Sarah, could only nodded his head bitterly, saying that he would no longer be distracted by what Sarah was doing.

"Well," Sarah also nodded, and then turned to look at Ron, who was quite disappointed. "Don't worry too much. You have already stayed anyway, so you just need to adjust before everyone comes back. That’s fine. And I think it’s really not easy to adapt to this kind of thing if you have to act purely with prosthetics when your legs are gone. No one blames you, so you can do it with peace of mind. Right!"

　　 After these few words, a warm smile appeared on Sarah's face.

　　Since getting the real emotions, Sarah has been in a state of directly experiencing the subtle changes of emotions all the time. Recently, she has obviously become more and more accustomed to this kind of real expression conversion. It can be seen that, under the indirect infection and influence of these friends who are mostly very good and kind, she herself has become more gentle and kind and full of kindness.

　　 Of course, UU reading www.uukanshu. When com needs reason and objectivity, her rational thinking originated from alchemy robots will inevitably make her words seem a bit pungent and direct—just like just now.

　　 "Okay, let's continue practicing if you have enough rest! Don't be lazy." Sarah lifted her chin and gestured to Ron.

"Oh, okay."

　　 Ron answered honestly, then lifted the thin quilt covering his body, revealing the alchemy prosthesis on his lower body. After a series of improvements and adjustments made by Sarah, this prosthetic leg looks no different from a real human leg, but...what should I say? When they were installed on Ron, there was still a sense of disharmony.

　　 "嗵."

　　 Ron rolled over and got out of bed and landed heavily, and then practiced alone. Until nearly half an hour passed, there was a slight knock on the door, announcing the end of Ron's self-practice.

　　 "Click."

　　 It was Sarah's alchemy doll that opened the door in the past. And as the door was gently opened, a figure that seemed to make the scalp numb appeared at the door.

　　 "Oh, it's you, are you here to deliver the meal?" Sarah, who was still sitting in the armchair, did not look up, but as if she had seen the other person, she said so.

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