[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

"Let's go to Azkaban first, pick up Malfoy and head to Germany immediately, rest there for one night, and head to Nurmengard the next day." Mary explained their itinerary to Hessman impatiently. .

Hessman smiled and looked at Mary talking impatiently, without showing any dissatisfaction at being treated like this. It seemed that just seeing Mary's unhappy expression was a great enjoyment for him.

"Here, this is Azkaban." Mary and Hessman apparated to the small island where Azkaban was located, and immediately a chill swept over him. Hessman shivered involuntarily and complained: "Why is it so cold here?"

"The cold is only the slightest punishment here." Mary walked forward without looking back, "You will soon see something a hundred times more terrifying than this."

The closer it was to Azkaban, the lower the temperature seemed to be. There was a layer of mist in the air, and many black shadows could be vaguely seen floating around in it.

"Dementors," Mary explained. "I don't know if Germany has them, but the British ones are here. They suck people's souls. You'd better stick with me."

"Oh?" Hessman said in surprise, "I thought you wished I could die here."

"How could it be?" Mary said with a heck, "You are the person sent by the Dark Lord to watch over me. Wouldn't letting you die here cause trouble for yourself?"

"It's good that you understand." Hirschman smiled with satisfaction.

With a cold snort, Mary suddenly drew out her wand, and immediately knocked Hessman down.

"You said just now that you would not let me die here!" Hessman was startled and angry, struggling hard, but to no avail.

"I won't let Hessman Einzbern die here." Mary looked down at Hessman who was lying on the ground, and stepped on his chest.

"Hmph, so what are you going to do? Use the Cruciatus Curse to lynch me and give me an Oblivion Curse?" Hirschman showed an ugly smile.

"That's too cheap for you." There was a cold smile on the corner of Mary's mouth, "I used to think that there was nothing worse than death, but there are always some people who I don't feel satisfied even if they die."

"But what else can you do?" Hirschman sneered.

"Your body will be used by me." Mary grabbed his collar and raised his head, "You will be used by me forever even if you die, I hope you know this when you die, Hessman Love Inzbern." She slapped his head hard, and Hirschman fell into the cold mud.

"You're going to use the Imperius Curse on me? You think the Dark Lord won't see it?"

"Maybe he will see it, but will he care? As long as you behave more to his liking than before, he will care if you are the same Einzbern from before?"

"But you're going back to Hogwarts after school starts, where are you going to manipulate me?"

"Of course not." Mary shrugged, "but that's nothing to worry about."

Hessman wanted to say something, but Mary was no longer interested in chatting with him. She waved her wand, and Hessman could only open and close his mouth without making any sound.

"We are here to pick up Lucius Malfoy at the order of the Dark Lord." Mary dragged Hessman to a dementor and said to it.

The dementor didn't move towards Mary for a long time, looking very reluctant.

"In exchange, I will hand over this person to you, please dispose of it as you like, and return the body to me in the end." Mary said with a smile, feeling Hessman twisting in horror with satisfaction.

"Huh? Don't show such an expression." Mary squatted down, her eyes full of smiles, "You should be more calm and fearless so as not to make me more proud. But there is no way, after all, as a half alchemist we You all understand the importance of the soul, don’t say that even if you are a ghost, you will never let me go, because you don’t even have to be a ghost. Oh, oh, your struggling appearance makes me want to lift the silent spell and listen to it I heard your screams."

"..."

"But I still don't want to hear any voice from your stinky mouth." Mary suppressed her smile, stood up in disgust, kicked him again, and walked towards the cell without looking back.

And as soon as Mary left, hundreds of dementors rushed towards Hesman, who was powerless to resist.

Lucius lay on the cold, hard floor panting for breath.After only being in Azkaban for less than a month, he felt that he might die here.He couldn't feel any desire to keep him alive. Although he knew it was the reason of the dementors, he tried hard to think about Malfoy Manor, Draco and Sissy, but it didn't help. Whenever he thought of a little bit of happiness Before he could think about it carefully, the things disappeared without a trace, leaving only the endless darkness in front of his eyes, and soon he lost even the concept of time.

Whose fault is it that he has reached this point?Under such circumstances, he can only think about this unpleasant thing.

And all the clues point to one person—Marie Flamel.

Lucius is not an idiot, if you think about it carefully, you will know that although all of Flame's actions can't be faulted, she was the only one who would secretly do things that night.

This is a punishment, a warning.Lucius understood, but—

A silver-white unicorn suddenly appeared outside the iron bars where he was held, looked at him silently for a few seconds, and said, "I'll pick you up to complete the master's mission, Malfoy."

As soon as the voice fell, the lock on the door clicked open.

But if Marie Flamel could really get him out, Malfoy would be willing to never escape her clutches.

Because she's proven what she's capable of.

And Malfoy's allegiance is only to those who succeed.

When Mary and Lucius walked out of the cell, they saw Hessman sitting there with blank eyes, empty pupils, lifeless, and didn't respond when Mary and Lucius came over.

"He—" Lucius quickly understood what had happened, "you let him be sucked out of his soul by a dementor? But, but he was sent by the Dark Lord to spy on you, right? How are you going to explain to the Dark Lord?" ?”

"It's very difficult to perfectly separate the soul from the body, but the dementors can always do it successfully, and I must say this is their only advantage." Mary answered irrelevantly. She walked up to Hessman and looked up. Lifting his chin, with a fascinated expression as if admiring a work of art, "And I gotta say, he's got a nice face, doesn't he, Tom?"

"This is the new body you promised me? Except for being kissed by a dementor and being a bit disgusting, it's barely qualified." Tom leaned out of Mary's robe and looked critically.

Lucius felt a little chilly in his body. If he understood correctly, what Flamel meant...

"If a body without a soul is suspicious, just fill it with other souls." Mary's words confirmed his conjecture, "You know when to keep silent, Lucius, otherwise—" Mary nodded her lips, "Dementors are never full."

On the second day after arriving in Germany——

Unlike Azkaban, which is located on an isolated island in the sea, Nurmengard is a tall tower, without the terrifying guards like dementors.It used to be used to imprison all those who opposed the first generation of Dark Lord Grindelwald, but now there is only one person imprisoned here-Gellert Grindelwald himself.

"You don't have to talk after you go in for a while," said Mary.

Lucius and Tom nodded.

They walked slowly towards the top floor. Nurmengard used to be one of the most difficult prisons to escape, but after nearly a hundred years, it is already dilapidated, full of cobwebs and dust, and most of the magic traps to prevent escape are ineffective. After a lot of attenuation, Mary and the others easily came to where Grindelwald was.

The dry old man with almost only a skeleton opened his eyes, extremely weak, with sunken eye sockets.

"I thought Voldemort would come to me in person." He grinned self-mockingly with his almost toothless mouth. "It seems that I still overestimated my influence."

"That can only show that he is conceited, and your name will still be recorded in the annals of history, and there will be no change."

Gellert opened his eyes wide in surprise, and laughed for a while: "As a sinner through the ages?"

Mary smiled, but didn't answer.

"So that means, you didn't come to me on behalf of Voldemort?" Grindelwald changed his sitting position, "Then what is your purpose, little girl? To become the third Dark Lord?"

"No, my purpose is to save the world." Mary said solemnly.

Tom coughed violently, and Lucius closed his eyes with a look of hopelessness.

"Then you shouldn't have come to me." Gellert turned his head away, "I have no idea about saving the world."

"That's right, in fact, I should go to Dumbledore, shouldn't I?" Mary carefully observed Gellert's reaction, "But unfortunately, sir, I am a Slytherin, and the camp was wrong from the beginning."

"And what makes a Slytherin decide to...save the world?"

"Then what made you stay in this prison you built for decades?"

"I failed, that's the price, it's as simple as that."

"Quickly throwing in the towel is never the Dark Lord's style." Mary shook her head, "For example, Voldemort, at least he was someone who never gave up on making trouble for Dumbledore and Harry Potter."

"..."

"You used to be close friends with Dumbledore, but in the end you became 'enemies' because you have different ideas about Muggles. I believe that even now you don't think Muggles and wizards are equal." Mary said slowly Narrated, the seemingly flat tone contained an incendiary that was hard to ignore, "But you also couldn't sacrifice Dumbledore for your so-called... ah, yes, a greater good, so you chose to escape, hide In this tower I intend to end my life."

"..."

"Now tell me, Mr. Grindelwald." Mary looked him straight in the eyes, "What kept you in Nurmengard for so long?"

"Enough," Grindelwald said tiredly.

"It's love, sir, you love him, you love Albus Dumbledore." Mary continued, ignoring Tom's eyes that were about to roll to his forehead, "you can't deny that, and in that case, don't you really The only thing he wants to do is stay in this tower and watch him fight Voldemort alone?"

"He's not alone, I know he formed the Order of the Phoenix."

"He is very lonely. Even though there are so many people in the Order of the Phoenix, how many people really know Dumbledore? No, no one. Only you know him best in this world now, sir. Before, now, in the future, always It will always be like this."

"..."

"Dumbledore is very strong, maybe he can defeat Voldemort, but do you believe that he will sacrifice himself for this?" Grindelwald's face darkened, "You know he will, he is such a person people. And who but you can stop him from thinking like that?"

"..."

"So, you are still willing to continue to be a sinner recorded in history?"

"I now believe you're a Slytherin," Gellert muttered. "What do you need from me, little girl?"

"Marie Flamel." Marie smiled triumphantly and held out her hand.

Author has something to say: Aberforth Dumbledore

Mary is really gentle to Grandpa Gellert. You see, when she recruited someone to join the gang before, it was not a threat of a gun and a stick, but a policy of softness towards you.

Little tidbit:

Mary and Tom, Lucius climbing the stairs...

layer……

two floors...

five floors...

eight floors...

"I can't do it anymore." Mary squatted down with staring eyes, "I'm dizzy and a little nauseous."

Tom and Lucius: "..."

"What are you looking at, she is a girl!"

"..." You are so embarrassed to say.

"You carry me!" Mary pointed to Tom.

"what?"

"What? What do you think the normal body is for!"

"...Come on." Tom sighed and lowered his body helplessly.