[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

"Hey, Hermione." Harry went back to the Gryffindor common room, where Ron and Hermione were still waiting for him.

"Are you really all right, Harry?" Hermione hesitated, but couldn't help asking.

"Of course it's fine, Mary won't really do anything to me." Harry shrugged, "But what do you think?"

"Well, how should I put it, buddy." Ron frowned. "Although Mary is of course on our side, you have to admit that some of her behaviors and thoughts are really evil, don't you? Of course, she follows her all the time. Maybe those Slytherins will be affected a bit when they hang out together."

"Really?" Harry thought back, "Mary seems to have been like this when I first met her, and has always been like this... believe in violence."

"I don't know what made her such a character. I don't think Mr. Nicole Flamel would instill such thoughts in Mary." Hermione said helplessly.

"So that means it's in her nature?" Ron asked skeptically.

"Well, at least Mary never did anything but talk, didn't she?" Harry defended Mary with a guilty conscience.

"Are you serious?" You were hit by her Cruciatus Curse just now and couldn't get up. What's your principle?

"Actually, I'd like to ask your advice on something else, Hermione." Harry quickly changed the subject, "Is there any, um... suitable places in Hogsmeade for Valentine's Day?"

"We had full-day Quidditch practice that day, you forgot?"

"So I'm going to sneak out at night." Harry glanced at Hermione nervously, thinking that she would definitely object, but she just thought for a while, then nodded: "I think it's a good idea."

"Really?" said Harry excitedly. "So, what do you suggest?"

"I'm afraid I can't give you any advice, Harry." Hermione frowned. "Mary is so special, I can't think of anything she would definitely like."

"Oh, don't be funny, you must know one or two 'dating places', you used to be with-" Although Ron stopped immediately, Hermione still understood what he was trying to say, and her face suddenly changed. changed.

"We were just hanging out, and that was at least a year ago!" she snapped, standing up and hastily leaving the common room.

"…" Harry looked at Ron reproachfully.

"Don't look at me like that, I know it's my problem." Ron muttered, "You can only ask other people now, and there are many girls, they must be more interesting than Hermione, right?"

"If Hermione was here, she'd think you were an asshole," said Harry seriously.

On the evening of February [-]th.

Mary arrived at the appointed place with Harry on time, but was surprised to find that not only Harry was there, but also Hermione and Luna Lovegood.

"What's the situation?" She raised her eyebrows and asked.

"I'll explain it to you, let's go in first." Hermione looked around anxiously and whispered.

Mary glanced at Luna again, and walked into the secret passage leading to Hogsmeade first.

"Well, I think we need to let those people know what Harry went through that night, so I asked Rita Skeeter to write a report for Harry." Hermione said succinctly.

"Rita Skeeter?" Harry looked disgusted. "Why her?"

"Because she has something in my hands." Hermione said as calmly as possible, but her tone still showed a hint of pride. "She's an unregistered Animagus, and I just happened to find that out."

"So, what's Lovegood here for?" asked Mary, somewhat impertinently.

"My dad is the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler magazine, and I think Hermione wants to have this story on it," Luna replied sleepwalking.

"So, Harry, you are not so much spending Valentine's Day with me as you are going to be interviewed." Mary frowned, "If that's the case, why can't we change our date to another day? The time is very tight at night."

A moment of silence.

"Are you angry, Mary? I'm sorry, but I can only make an appointment with Skeeter today. If you want to, of course it's fine." Hermione explained with some trepidation.

"I'm not angry, Hermione, don't feel sorry." Mary said, "What time are you going to send Harry to see Skeeter? I won't join in the fun, and I'll be back by myself when the time comes."

"Can't you switch the interview to another day, Hermione? You've got Rita Skeeter on you anyway, don't you?" Harry said.

You are learning badly, Harry.

"No, if this interview is successful, it will be very important." Mary continued to walk at the front without looking back, "You should go, Harry, I'm going back first because I'm busy."

busy?What are you busy with? OWLs exam?Harry and Hermione looked at each other in disbelief.

"Then, Luna and I are leaving first. Harry, you come to me at 09:30." Hermione hurriedly left with Luna, and Mary suspected that 09:30 was her temporary change. Maybe Harry should have passed at 08:30.

In all fairness, Mary wasn't angry, she was more tired, and she felt tired when she was with Harry.

Harry had never read Mary's mind, and Mary was glad and disappointed at the same time.There were times when she felt that maybe it would be easier to tear things apart with Harry.

But I can't bear it.

Ubstakuhaid had told her that she lacked the seven deadly sins, one of which was retrieved for every piece of soul recovered, and Mary thought she probably knew which sin Tom represented.

"So, where are we going now?" Mary asked casually.

"Well, what do you think of Honeydukes? Or do you want to visit Fuga Clothing?" Harry tried desperately to think about the "places girls like to go" that Cho recommended to him.

"I don't care." Mary shrugged. "But I don't want to go shopping right now. How about we find a cafe or bar for a drink?"

"I happen to know a nice teahouse!" Harry said gratefully, feeling like his leg was going to break after a day of Quidditch practice in the heavy rain.

Walking around Hogsmeade...

Walked around Hogsmeade twice...

Walked around Hogsmeade three times...

"Not yet, Harry?" Mary paused, feeling her legs ache too.

"...that's what I remember."

"..." Mary twitched her lips, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Is it a teahouse called Paddifu?"

"Mary, have you been here?"

"No, but you've walked back and forth here five times and ignored it each time." Mary looked at Harry narrowly, "But I didn't expect you to like this style, wow, that's great Stuck." She said in a non-complimentary tone.

Harry finally noticed the extremely small and cramped teahouse that Qiu recommended to him. Looking at the decorative frills and bows everywhere, ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

Even if he didn't tell Qiuming who he was going to invite, it didn't need to be said at all, and after thinking about it a little, he knew that Mary didn't like this kind of place. QQ

Still, Harry followed Mary into the little teahouse in despair - neither of them wanted to walk to find another.

"What do you two want?" Mrs. Puddife walked towards them, looked at them suspiciously, but said nothing in the end.

"What would you like to drink, Harry? No coffee or tea, it's too late. No wine, for reasons you know."

"Well, you can do whatever you want."

"Okay, a glass of juice and a glass of milk, thank you." Mary said to Mrs. Puddiffe.

"Mary, isn't the milk for me?" Jon

"It stands to reason that you'd better not drink anything at night!" Mary glared at him. "Of course, you're going to the Three Broomsticks later, and I can't control you if you order coffee and beer."

"Then you can go to the Three Broomsticks with me."

"Forget it, then Skeeter will add fuel and vinegar again."

"Huh? Then add it, it's true anyway."

"……shameless."

"In the end, our date was just a glass of milk?" When it was almost 09:30, the two paid their bills and walked out of the teahouse.

"I can't help it. The broom will close in three nights. You have to go." Mary kissed Harry. "You should drink more milk, Harry. I don't need to tiptoe to kiss you."

"That's Mary you're too tall!"

"But you seem to be growing very fast recently, and you have a tendency to catch up with Ron." Mary took a step back and asked Harry to wrap her scarf around her. "See you tomorrow, Harry."

"I should have sent you home," said Harry, frowning.

"Don't worry, I've remembered the secret path." Mary waved her hand, turned around and disappeared into the night.

There is no portrait at the entrance of Slytherin, as long as the password is spoken, the stone door will open. At the same time, it should be noted that the sound insulation effect of this stone door is very good.

"Where have you been?" Tom suddenly appeared at the door of the Slytherin common room before he went in, "Umbridge has come to trouble Ernest, she seems to be from the Ministry of Magic recently. Ernest is known to be a werewolf in the documents."

"What?" Mary rushed into the lounge without saying a word.

"Wait a minute!" Tom stopped Mary in time, although he was almost trampled, "Take off your coat and scarf, you look like you just came back from the castle, and I just came from the library Borrow a book casually, and you take it and pretend."

"Great housemate, Tom." Mary took the book gratefully, looked at the six black characters of "Psychology of Sexual Sex" and was silent for a while, and decided not to ask why there is such a book in the library, or why Tom It happened to borrow this book, but Ernest's business was more important.

As soon as Mary entered the common room, the original uproar disappeared without a trace, and all eyes turned to her, making way for the middle path leading to the common room, where Umbridge was with Draco and Ou Nestor persisted.

"Alright, Mr. Malfoy, now that Miss Flamel is back, I think this matter will be settled soon." Umbridge smirked and said in a sweet voice, "Where are you going?" Yes, Mademoiselle Flamel?"

"Library." Mary waved the book in her hand, then threw the book to Draco, not wanting to take more than a second. "Is something wrong, Professor Umbridge?"

"That's right, Miss Flamel, I only recently found out that the Ministry of Magic temporarily entrusted this werewolf to your care three years ago." Umbridge raised his chin at Ernest with disgust on his face, "But in fact It is an extremely dangerous thing. I apologize to you for the dereliction of the Ministry of Magic in the past few years. Now that this problem has finally been resolved, we believe that whether it was the child of that pure-blood family or wizards from other countries before, since it has not been seen for so long If someone came to claim him, then it is obvious that he has been abandoned. In this case, there is no need for the Ministry of Magic to continue to support him. For such a dangerous thing, we think that Azkaban-"

"Sorry, did I hear something wrong?" Mary Winn interrupted Umbridge softly, "The Ministry of Magic provides for Ernest? I'm sorry, but all the expenses Ernest has spent in recent years seem to be worthless." It was provided by the Flamel family, I don't think Ernest is dangerous, and I am willing to continue to adopt him, if the professor only has this thing for you, I think your kind proposal is completely unnecessary."

Umbridge's face twisted for a moment: "The Ministry of Magic will compensate you for all these years' expenses, Miss Flamel."

"Ah, I don't need to do the liquidation. I remember clearly, Hogwarts tuition fees, food and clothing expenses during vacations, usual pocket money, and of course, the biggest monthly bottle of Wolfsbane Potion. It's 880 Galleons, and you can check the current market price of Wolfsbane Potion, and you'll know that I definitely didn't say much." Mary still had a gentle expression on her face.

Umbridge choked: "Since the Flamel family is so rich, it must be easy to make a little contribution to the Ministry of Magic, right?"

There are really such shameless people!

"Ah, of course." Mary nodded with a smile. "Of course the Flamel family is willing to support the work of the Ministry of Magic, but now I'm still in school and can't do anything practical. A little money is of course not worth mentioning. Likewise—" She The topic changed, "I am also willing to continue to adopt Ernest for the Ministry of Magic."

Umbridge's face became ugly: "This is not something you can adopt if you want to adopt it, Miss Flamel, this werewolf cannot stay in Hogwarts, he will threaten the safety of others."

"Are you doubting the effect of Professor Snape's wolfbane potion?"

"I—" The Ministry of Magic didn't want to offend Snape, after all, he was the most prestigious master of potions. "Anyway, he can't stay at Hogwarts! I'm a senior investigator, and I have the right to expel him! If Miss Flamel continues to mess around, I'm afraid I'll have to let you leave here too." Umbridge be utterly shameless.

Mary's smile disappeared and she scowled, which Draco realized was a sign that she was going to throw a fit, but it wasn't a wise decision to fall out with Umbridge right now. "Mary!"

"Enough." Along with Draco's voice came Ernest's voice, and he frowned slightly, "Needless to say, I'll just leave Hogwarts. I've made my decision." Not yet When Mary protested, Ernest interrupted her.

"Fine." Umbridge smiled contentedly. "Then, tomorrow morning a dementor will come and take you to Azkaban, you little bastard."

"I'd be a fool if I went to Azkaban obediently." Ernest snorted contemptuously, and suddenly kicked Umbridge with a flying kick. She screamed and flew to the other side of the lounge to hit him. wall, passed out.

"I'll go over to Malfoy Manor," Ernest said to Mary.

"This is not a good decision." Mary's face was pale, but she could only whisper because there were Slytherins around.

"The Ministry of Magic will come to find it anywhere else." Ernest chuckled, "Don't worry about me, and you need someone over there to watch."

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What do you think of Umbridge's ending?Now there are four objects of Mary's hatred: Hessman, Voldemort, Umbridge, and Moody (really). Among them, Hessman and Voldemort must die, and Moody can survive. As for Umbridge...