[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

The 2th of February seems to have arrived in a blink of an eye, and the warriors arrived at the Black Lake on time... except for Harry Potter.

"He gave up? But it's no wonder, after all, he's just a little boy." Fu Rong said.

"..." Hirschman and others did not express any opinions.

Mary frowned slightly, as expected, she should have waited for Harry to come with her this morning.

The game was about to start in 10 minutes, and there was still no sign of Harry.

"I'll go find him." Mary made a decisive decision, "Sorry, please wait a little longer."

"Why do we have so many of us waiting for him?" Durmstrang's headmaster, Karkaroff, asked angrily. Although Mrs. Maxim didn't say it clearly, judging from her expression, she also agreed with Karkaroff's words. .

"After all, the Warriors must participate in the game. Wait another five minutes, wait another five minutes." Bagman jokingly smoothed things over, "Are you going to find him, Miss LeMay?"

"I don't think so." Mary replied, looking towards the castle, narrowing her eyes. "He's already here."

"I...I'm coming..." Harry ran over out of breath, slipped into the mud, stopped, but stained Fleur's robes.

"Where are you going—" Percy, who was in Crouch's place, said domineeringly.

"Are you all right?" Mary interrupted Percy, went up to greet him, and helped Fleur clean up her robe.

"Uh, just overslept..." Harry replied in embarrassment.

"...It's so heart-warming, Harry." Mary sighed helplessly, and then smiled, "But being able to sleep so soundly means that there must be a way to pass the second project, right?"

"Huh? Ah, um... yes." In fact, the head-bubbling curse still didn't work, and in the end it probably depended on the gill grass that Dobby had just given him.

"Then, let me explain the matters related to the second project." Ludo Bagman said cheerfully, "This time it is still a group of two people-well, the grouping is determined by lottery. One of the two people They will be taken to the bottom of the black lake and put into a coma, and the task of the other person is to rescue the people in the same group."

"Do you understand? Well, now let's draw lots, and those who get the same number will be in the same group." Ludo Bagman waved his magic wand, and a box was conjured up, "The highest score from the first item to begin with, Mademoiselle Flamel?" He held out his hand to Marie.

"Number one." Mary opened the note and handed it to Bagman.

"Very well, next one, Mr. Krum and Harry, uh, you both have the same score..."

"You go first." Krum took a step back and motioned to Harry.

"Okay." Harry stepped forward, put his hand into the box anxiously, and began to guess who he would be with... as long as it wasn't Einzbern.

"And then Mr Kroom, oh, I hope you'll open the note together."

Krum also finished drawing lots, exchanged glances with Harry, and opened their respective lots in silence.

"I'm number three." Krum showed Bagman his own lottery with a sullen face.

"What about you, Harry?"

"One, number one." Harry handed the note to Bagman, obviously not expecting such good luck.

"Oh, so the first group has been decided now." Ludo Bagman said excitedly, "Harry and Miss Flamel!"

"Mr. Bagman, please call Harry Mr. Potter. It's very unruly for you to do so." Percy interjected.

He was ignored, and the lottery continued. Hessman and Cedric got the second number, and Fleur got the third number.

"Very good, very good!" Ludo Bagman hopped up and down like a lively canary, and Fleur smacked her lips impatiently. "Now you are all divided into groups. You have 15 minutes to decide who will save whom. When the decision is made, please go to Mr. Moody. We will take him to the bottom of the water for 5 minutes, and then another person There is one hour to save each other, so you have a total of one hour and 10 minutes. But - of course! You can allocate this hour and 10 minutes freely. If you can quickly solve the problem of assigning roles, then the rescue The time will be relatively more. Well, that's all, do you have any questions?"

"No problem." Only Harry answered honestly, and the others couldn't wait to find their partners and start discussing the competition.

"Okay, then, from now on, the game—start!"

"Sounds okay, doesn't it?" Ron clapped his hands while talking to Hermione and Draco, "There's a person who just needs to do nothing and wait for someone to save him. And although it's only an hour In fact, the rescue time can be up to one hour and 15 minutes."

"I always thought it wasn't that simple," said Hermione.

"Look, after 15 minutes they may not be able to decide who will save whom." Draco said sarcasticly.

"Why?" Ron asked, "Of course the stronger one is chosen to save people?"

"Yes. So for example, Digory or Einzbern, who do you think is more powerful?"

"Uh..." Ron got stuck. Of course, he wanted Cedric to be stronger, but after seeing Hessman's performance in the first project, he had to admit that Hessman did have some strength. But compared with Cedric... it seems that it is impossible to tell who is more powerful.

"Taking a step back, even if there is a certain strength gap between these two people, if you were the weaker one, would you be willing to admit that the other party is stronger than yourself and let the other party save you?"

"It should be... no problem."

"Really?" Draco glanced at Ron out of the corner of his eye, "Next time if you fall into the lake, I will definitely rescue you right away."

"Who need you to save?!" Ron immediately became emotional, his face flushed.

"That's it." Draco shrugged, "I think it is not easy for them to admit that they are weaker. After all, they are opponents from different schools, and they will never be willing to show weakness in front of each other. "

"Then Krum and Fleur won't have such a problem?" In Ron's view, this group is of course Krum's rescue of Fleur.

"Krum probably thinks so too." Hermione nodded, "but Fleur might not agree."

"...Does she want to save Krum?" Ron looked constipated. "Krum won't agree, it's too..."

"Don't you understand, Ron?" Draco said, "The Triwizard Tournament seems to be a friendly exchange between the three schools on the surface, but it can also be said to be a competition between the principals, I think That old man Karkaroff and Maxim can't wait to beat Dumbledore."

"I think the warriors of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons are more or less aware of this." Hermione took up the conversation, "Ron, even if everyone thinks it's only natural for Krum to save Fleur, Fleur and Madam Maxim would not think so either. They are under a lot of pressure now, because Mary is a warrior of Beauxbatons in name, but she has been studying at Hogwarts, so only Fleur won the Triwizard Tournament to prove that Beauxbatons Strength."

"But even if Fleur wins in the end—the odds are slim from now on—what will others say? 'The girl? The second project was only passed by Krum'." Draco shook his head. , "Of course, it may be that Hermione and I think too complicatedly. Maybe they are as simple-minded as you."

"..." Ron didn't even refute Draco's sarcasm, he just opened his mouth stupidly and looked at the warriors by the lake, "I think... the planners of this project are playing a big game of chess."

"Think on the bright side," said Hermione, "if the other two groups are at odds, Harry and Mary will take the lead."

"Yeah, there is no such problem between them." Draco nodded, "The difference in strength between these two people is too big, so that there is no need to worry about those problems at all."

"That's right!" Hermione and Ron nodded, looking confidently at Harry and Mary.

Harry, there are friends like this, are you hi Sen?

Draco and Hermione's conjecture was indeed correct. Obviously, the few people who participated in the Triwizard Tournament were not as simple-minded as Ron. It has been 10 minutes, and no group has discussed who should be the rescued person.

Yes, there is no group, including the Mary and Harry group.

Almost everyone is unwilling to be the rescued one. This is certainly related to strength, but it also involves self-esteem.If you win, some people say that you relied on others to win; if you lose, you will scold yourself, and you will definitely imagine how you would behave if you rescued the opponent yourself, and then come to the conclusion that you must be better than the opponent.

The four of them, Krum and Cedric, thought so, but the pair of Mary and Harry were just the opposite.

In fact, the two people originally thought that they could discuss the results quickly.

"Now the game begins!" Ludo Bagman kicked off the second project.

"Harry." Mary looked at Harry, "I don't think there is any need for us to discuss the issue of who saves whom, no doubt, of course—"

"You come and save me."

"You come and save me!"

"..."

"........."

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ What the hell?! What about the tacit agreement?!!

"..." Mary held her forehead, "You really figured out how to breathe underwater for an hour, right?"

"Ah, Dobby gave me this this morning." Harry frantically took out the gills.

"Gill grass? That's right, this can indeed make you grow your gills temporarily." Mary nodded, ignoring the word "Dobby", "In this case, of course you are here to save me." After speaking, she turned to Mu Dee over there.

"No, no, no!" Harry pulled her back, "I'm going to find Moody, you come and save me!"

"Why are you crazy?" Mary turned around helplessly, "As a boy, you actually asked me to save you? You are not ashamed at all."

Harry's face turned red, but he still insisted: "It's okay, your spell level is better than mine, it should be faster for you to save me."

"Not necessarily this time." Mary shook her head, "After eating gills, not only can I breathe underwater, but also all kinds of body functions will change to the aquatic animals, so I can swim faster, and I can swim faster underwater. Can see more clearly than ordinary people. The bubble head spell only allows me to breathe underwater, and my swimming level is actually very average."

"Then I'll give you the cheek grass." Harry stuffed the cheek grass into Mary's hand without hesitation.

Mary's eyes widened, she looked at the cheek grass in her hand, and then at Harry: "Harry, is that why you want to win?"

"what?"

"I admit that it might be the fastest way to finish this race by giving me the gills and letting me save you," said Mary, "but I can't. Harry, you're a boy, I'll save you." If you say it, many people will gossip behind your back." It's not that I look down on women, but compared to girls, boys really need to show their strength.

"Then let's talk about it, anyway, there are always people who gossip about me behind my back." Harry said nonchalantly.

"But I care." Mary's eyes were very serious, "I can't stop everyone talking about you behind your back, but I don't allow others to talk about you because of me."

"..."

"You take this." Mary stuffed the gills back. "I'm going to find Moody."

"No!" Harry stopped Mary again, "What if it's too late for me to save you?!"

"Then deduct more points." Mary looked at Harry strangely, thinking that he was not confident enough, "Don't worry, you will be fine."

"...deduct more points?"

"That's right, the longer it takes, the less points you get." Mary patted Harry on the shoulder reassuringly, "But there aren't any dangerous animals in the Black Lake, at most Grindylow and the like, and we can get them in the third grade." Deal with it."

"But the golden egg says..."

"say what?"

"After an hour, there is no hope. It has completely disappeared and will never appear..." Harry said dryly to the voice in the golden egg, "Isn't it more than an hour, Mary, you disappeared?"

Mary: “……………………………” (⊙o⊙)

Harry: “…………………………” Σ(°△°|||)︴

Mary: “………………………………………” (￣_,￣)

Harry: "...Stupid, isn't it?" QAQ

Mary: "It's not just stupid, it's stupid! I bet even Ron wouldn't believe that!"

Ron: "Did I get shot again?" (╰_╯)#

"If it's because of this silly reason, I can tell you responsibly that that kind of situation is absolutely impossible!" Mary couldn't help covering her face, "Okay, now I'm really going to Got Moody."

"...Oh." Harry was still immersed in his own stupidity and couldn't help himself.

Mary took a few steps towards the judges' seat, then turned around again: "Harry."

"what?"

"...It's nothing, I'm waiting for you at the bottom of the lake."

The author has something to say: I don’t know if boys really mind being rescued by a girl, because they are also girls~children~ so I wrote it based on my own feelings, if I think it’s too exaggerated... just make do with it

Pansy Parkinson