[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

"Heh...hehe..." Mary suddenly felt a cramping pain in her abdomen, which caused her to fall down on the ground of the Forbidden Forest involuntarily, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

In the end, it was all in vain.

She didn't care about Dumbledore's great plan at all, and she didn't care what Voldemort would do to the wizarding world. She was such a selfish person. If she could, she would even let Draco and Hermione die instead of Harry.

Why did she just fall in love with someone?Why did she just fall in love with a Gryffindor?Why did she just fall in love with Harry?

Mary didn't understand why Harry went to Voldemort, he didn't really think he sacrificed himself and it was all over, did he?Even if Voldemort ended the war because of Harry's death, would Dumbledore and those Gryffindors let it go?

unless……

"Snape seems to have something to say to Potter at that time." Tom's words sounded in her head.

Unless Dumbledore also guessed that Harry was a Horcrux and told Snape, Snape must find Harry before the battle and let him know that only by sacrificing himself can he defeat Voldemort.

Hmph, what a Dumbledore, what a Snape, they knew that the reason they stood by the Order of the Phoenix had nothing to do but Harry's safety, they actually completed it right under her nose. dead plan.

Suddenly Mary understood the emotion in Aberforth's eyes.They are the type of people who are unwilling to sacrifice those they love for the greater good.

Too bad Harry and Dumbledore are the opposite kind of people.

So, where to go now?Mary stood up and looked blankly at the dense forest around her.

She had lost the Flamels, Ernest and Harry, and the only ones who were still close were probably Draco and Hermione Ron, but Mary didn't want to see them again.

So what if all four of them survived in the end?Seeing them reminded her of Harry, of their Hogwarts years together, and those memories now offered her nothing but pain.

And they won't survive, Mary thought coldly.Since she and Tom are still alive here, Voldemort can't be dead, which is probably the only thing Dumbledore miscalculated?

"Tom?" Mary contacted Tom calmly, "I'm in the Forbidden Forest, come find me, let's get out of here."

"Okay, stay where you are." Tom responded quickly, "I happen to have something to say to you."

Mary unilaterally disconnected without any reaction.

"So you're leaving?" A voice as cold and smooth as moonlight suddenly came from behind the tree.

"Kentros..." Mary quietly watched the creature more beautiful than moonlight slowly walking towards her, "You are already a big child." She stretched out her hand to gently stroke its nose and mouth. neck, and the unicorn meekly accepted her caresses.

"I'm sorry, Kenteros." Mary looked at the unicorn with gentle eyes, but her voice was cold on the contrary, "I will not sacrifice myself like Harry, so the Dark Lord will never be defeated, If you can, don't leave the Forbidden Forest again."

"Do you think I'm safe if I don't leave the Forbidden Forest?" Kent Rose stared at Mary with big sapphire blue eyes. places, none of them will be safe."

Mary didn't speak immediately, and carefully combed Kenteros's beautiful fur - although it was completely unnecessary, Kenteros was so clean that he didn't seem to live in the dark forbidden forest every day.

"Then run away abroad," said Mary, "or go away with me and Tom. There's always a safe place."

"I would rather live freely in the Forbidden Forest for a month than live in panic and flee here and there for the rest of my life."

"It won't be running around," said Mary. "It'll be safe with me and Tom. We can find a deserted wood in a foreign country, and no one will find us. If there is, Tom and I can handle it well." , with the strength of the two of us now, it doesn't matter even if we face Voldemort head-on."

"Mary." Kenteros called out helplessly, "I won't leave."

Mary's hands paused, but her expression didn't change at all. "Yes, that's a pity. Farewell then, Kenteros."

"Mary!" Kenteros shook his head, preventing Mary from continuing to groom it, "You can't just walk away like this!"

"You are forcing me to die, Kenteros!" Mary finally put away her calm expression and roared out in a low voice.

Kenteros took a few steps back in shock.

"Sorry, honey," Mary gasped, "but you don't want me dead, do you?"

"No, it's impossible for me to want you to die, Mary." Kent Ross walked towards Mary carefully, and touched her with his nose lightly, "It's like I never hoped that Mom and Dad would sacrifice for me."

"Yes, your parents loved you very much and were willing to sacrifice themselves for you," Mary said, "but I'm not like them. There is no one or anything worth sacrificing for, not even world peace." .”

"And what about Harry Potter?" Kent Rose asked.

"Harry?" Mary raised her eyebrows, "I'm not sure. Rationally, I wouldn't die for Harry, but Harry always makes me do things that lose my mind."

"But that assumption is meaningless, Kenteros, Harry is dead."

"And Mary, if you choose to leave now, then Harry Potter's sacrifice is meaningless."

"So what, he's dead anyway." Mary's eyes flickered a few times, and she suddenly remembered the conversation she had with Harry a few hours ago.

"If you had to choose between Ginny Weasley and peace in the wizarding world, which would you choose?"

"... Peace."

"Death is not the end of everything, Mary."

"So you're still letting me die." Mary backed away slowly.

"I didn't," Kenteros said. "I just want to tell you, Mary, that death isn't that scary. There's always something worth dying for."

"What's that?" Mary asked, though the answer was already on the horizon.

"It's love." Kenteros calmly said the words that Mary once snorted, "Only love can make us sacrifice willingly, whether it's my parents, your grandparents, or Harry Potter."

"I don't have the great love that Harry and his grandparents sacrificed for world peace." Mary smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Love is equal." Kenteros said, "Whether it is love for one person or love for all people, there is no difference in itself. Like Severus Snape, he only loved one person, but Because of that one person, he chose to love everyone."

Mary's eyes sharpened suddenly. "You know about Severus Snape?"

"Unicorns have magic of our own, though we rarely share it with humans," said Kent Ross. "Like, would you like to know what happened to Snape when he died?"

After knowing the real situation, Mary was speechless for a long time.

On the other side of Hogwarts Castle, Voldemort's voice sounded—"Harry Potter is dead, he was killed while escaping..."

Mary looked sharply in that direction. "Liar!" she said through gritted teeth.

"Time to make a decision, Mary," Kent Ross urged her.

Mary opened her mouth, finally: "I'm sorry, Kent Ross."

Kenteros looked at her deeply. "I understand your decision, Mary." It kissed her, tears fell on Mary's face, then turned and disappeared into the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and Mary watched it go away.

"Mary." Tom's voice came from behind.

"Tom." Mary looked at him and raised a smile, "Do you have something to tell me?"

Tom narrowed his eyes: "You're... cheered up more than I thought."

"Oh, what do you think will happen to me? Depressed and unable to get up? Washing my face with tears every day?"

"That's right, this is what we should be like. I said that Potter can't have such a big influence on you." Tom was stunned for a second, and then smiled happily.

"So, what are your plans next?"

"That's exactly what I want to tell you." Tom approached Mary slowly, "Potter is dead, and there is only one piece of our soul left."

"Yes, but that piece of soul is useless to us, as long as we don't die, the main soul will not be destroyed."

"What are you talking about?!" Tom said angrily, "Are we collecting Soul Pieces just to prevent them from being destroyed by others?"

"Otherwise?" Mary said calmly.

"I know you are dissatisfied with the rule of the main soul, so why don't we overthrow him?" Tom's eyes flashed with fanaticism, "As long as the two of us work together, the main soul will not be our opponent, After all the soul pieces are collected, the two of us can rule the wizarding world together!"

"Oh..." Mary agreed without any special reaction.

Tom gripped his wand secretly, intending to strike at the first sign of Mary's objection.Even if he couldn't kill Mary because of the soul connection, at worst, he would put her in a deep sleep forever and imprison her.

"You really haven't changed at all, Tom." Mary walked towards Tom, with the hand holding the wand lowered, as if she didn't seem to be casting a spell on him.

"I've never kept anything from you, dear." Tom relaxed a little, and held out his hand to Mary.

Mary lowered her eyelashes, smiled softly, and extended her hand behind her back to Tom.

A flash of silver light.

Something fell on the grass in the woods, and Tom looked down in disbelief—it was his wand and two fingers.

He looked up at Mary, and finally there was only a green light in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, my dear." Mary wiped the small silver knife in her hand with Tom's robe, looked at Tom, and gently covered his still open eyes, "You should have something to hide from me." .”

Then Mary stood up and walked towards Hogwarts Castle.

Harry is now confronting Voldemort.

Towards the end, Bellatrix was killed by Sirius, Nagini was beheaded by Neville, and not even Dumbledore died.But Harry understood that it was he who could end Voldemort's life in the end.

He really should have defeated Voldemort, Voldemort's curse was bounced back and hit him, and he staggered to the ground.

People thought Voldemort was dead at first, and they cheered and shouted until Voldemort's body twitched again.

The crowd suddenly fell silent as if they were strangled by the neck.

Harry froze, looking at Voldemort's body until he was sure that he was moving because he was indeed alive and not being blown by the wind, then he looked at Dumbledore somewhat bewildered.

Dumbledore was also very surprised. He frowned, thinking about how to deal with this unexpected situation.

Harry must kill Voldemort, otherwise his image of the savior will be shattered in an instant, and the questioning and irony of the world about him is unimaginable.

"Are you sure you killed all the Horcruxes, kid?" he asked quietly.

"Yes," Harry replied, "the diary, the ring, the locket, the gold cup, the diadem, Nagini, and myself, seven in total. Could it be that Voldemort has more than seven Horcruxes?"

Dumbledore didn't answer. He thought he knew Tom Riddle well enough, but his guess was wrong?

"Why isn't he dead yet?" Someone in the crowd already questioned loudly.

"Because he still has a piece of his soul that hasn't been destroyed." Mary replied.

All eyes immediately focused on her.

"It's Flamel!" "My God, isn't she dead?" "I saw her just now, and I thought I was wrong..." There were discussions one after another.

But Mary ignored them and walked straight towards Harry.

"Mary?" Ron said with a "fuck" face, "Isn't she—"

"No, she has been pretending to be Professor Moody and following us." Hermione, who knew the truth from Draco, replied, her face twisted a bit.

"You mean, Professor Moody has always been Mary?" Ron's expression was wonderful.

"Mary." Not surprised at all, Harry smiled as Mary walked towards him.

Mary narrowed her eyes and looked Harry up and down for a long time. "You are still alive!"

"That hurts," Harry pretended to complain, "and I should have said it to you."

"Come on, you have recognized me a long time ago." Mary said, "It's interesting, just recognize me, why haven't you exposed me?"

"Ah, that's because," Harry smiled innocently, "When I joked that I have someone else I like, it's so funny, Mary, that you look so jealous and pretend there's nothing wrong with you."

Mary was stunned.

"Oh my god! What did I hear!!!" Ron looked like the sky was falling.

"It's really not to be underestimated, Harry." Draco said with a serious face.

Mary was also only stunned for a few seconds, and quickly realized that she laughed softly: "Chrysanthemums, carnations, white lilies, calla lilies, baby's breath..."

"what?"

"When I visit you today next year," Mary laughed murderously, "what flowers do you want me to bring, Harry?"

"Hahaha..." Harry laughed dryly, "I'm just kidding, Mary."

Mary's face hardened. "But I'm not kidding!"

"What? You can't do it, Mary! I just—"

"Don't you understand, Harry? Why doesn't even Dumbledore know why Voldemort isn't dead, but I do."

Harry's smile froze on his face.

"Because I am also a Horcrux." Mary's lips curled up, "I am Voldemort, Harry."

"You're joking, Mary!" Harry opened his eyes wide in horror, and the expression of joking just now disappeared, "That's impossible, Voldemort possessed his soul on me when he attacked me, and you... "

"I can be said to be the product of a spirit." Mary smiled, "My grandfather Nicolas Flamel is a famous master of alchemy. You knew this when you were in the first grade, right?"

"Yes……"

"So, did you know that artificial humans are also in the category of alchemy?"

"What?" When heavy news came one after another, Harry felt a little dazzled, "You mean, you are a man-made human?"

"Yes, my body is artificial, as Dumbledore can prove."

Harry looked eagerly at Dumbledore, who acquiesced by turning his head slightly.

"But the body alone is not enough." Mary did not give Harry any time to breathe, "so Nicolas Flamel invented a spell that can summon unstable souls, and coincidentally, there are no human souls. More unstable than Voldemort's splintered soul. You see, Harry, one of those Horcruxes you and Dumbledore destroyed was already empty, and that soul is now inside me."

Harry stood there like a puppet, his eyes glazed over, unresponsive.

"What? Feel disgusting? The girl who held your hand and kissed you was not the beautiful girl you imagined. Even I can't define my gender well."

"No." Harry retorted quickly, "I don't think so."

"Huh? Really?" Mary tilted her head. "Because I'm pretty? It's all fake, Harry."

"Because you're Marie May," said Harry firmly. "You're not like Voldemort, Mary."

"It's the same, he and I are split from the same soul."

"Did you ever like me?"

"……No."

"You won't even lie, Mary?" Harry looked at Mary aggressively, "How dare you call yourself Voldemort?"

Mary stared fixedly at Harry, and finally bowed her head first and lost the battle. "Well, I like you, Harry, but this is not something that can be solved by liking. You remember that prophecy?"

Harry's lips trembled a few times: "Two people, only one can survive..."

"Yes, maybe my character is far from the real Voldemort because of you, but there is no doubt that I am his soul piece." Mary closed her eyes to hide the tears in her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was only one tear. Resolutely, "Sorry, Harry, I don't want to die, take your wand."

They finally reached this point, and when the two stood facing each other, they couldn't help being in a daze for a while.

The crowd was silent, most people watched the final confrontation silently, while a few people, such as Hermione, were already weeping.

But no one came out to stop it.

"Can I count to three?" Mary asked.

Harry nodded dazedly.It was the only duel he didn't want to beat Mary, and the only duel he had to win.

"One... two... three! Avada Kedavra."

This time Mary counted to three properly before casting the death curse, and two green lights flew towards each other in the air.

Harry stood still and did not hide, and Mary's Killing Curse flew past his neck.

Mary took a step to the left, and Harry's Killing Curse hit her straight in the chest.

The author has something to say: the next chapter is over, there are currently two endings conceived, one is the heroic spirit, which is also the ending I first conceived, and the reason why I forced the fate setting into it.The other is the reincarnation stalk that came to mind recently, it may be a false father and daughter setting, which one do you want to see?

(Oh why when I wrote the last point, the music happened to be unparalleled in the world! The whole person was depressed!!