[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

Mary thought she was going to die, and in fact she could be said to be dead.

Because of the inexplicable repentance—let’s count her repentance, although she herself didn’t know when she repented—her soul was finally complete.This surprised her. Hermione had said that confession was extremely painful, but Mary didn't feel it at all.

But even if the soul is complete, it is useless, because the body is gone, so it is only a matter of time before the soul dissipates. This time, no master alchemy like Nicole May will recruit her.

However, wizards are not the only human beings who are supernatural in the eyes of Muggles in this world.

"Do you want to sign a contract with me and become a heroic spirit?" The Holy Grail, or the world, anyway, asked Mary.

"Oh, what's the good of that?" asked Mary.

"You can live."

"Do you think I'm stupid? The so-called heroic spirits refer to those immortal souls after death. They themselves are dead things. How can there be such a thing as living?"

"Maybe Heroic Spirits can't, but not necessarily Servants."

"Servant?" Mary repeated, "Don't tell me that after becoming a servant, I can be summoned to participate in the Holy Grail War, and if I win, I can grant a wish or something."

"Yes, you are very clear." The Holy Grail is not surprised. The souls it collects come from both the past and the future. It is not surprising that there are heroic spirits who know the Holy Grail War.

"I just said how could a soul like me have the qualifications to become a heroic spirit? Is it really because of my connection with a magician?" Mary clicked her tongue, "Okay, I agree."

Suddenly, I thought of the conversation I had with Ubstakuhaid Einzbern a long time ago. What did the old man say?

"Please help Einzbern at the critical moment..."

At that time, I was still muttering about what moment is the "critical moment", but now it is very clear.

Apparently, the source of information that Yubustakuhaid has been unwilling to reveal is himself after becoming a heroic spirit.

No wonder that man knows himself so well.

Later, Mary was summoned. The place where she was summoned was a dark and bloody little dark room. a caster.

The other caster is Gilles de Rais, who was the French Marshal Bluebeard during the Anglo-French War. He and Ryunosuke Usei were a natural pair. They both had the same hobbies and ideas, and they were both psychopathic killers.

Even if Mary used to be the Dark Lord, she didn't have the slightest interest in killing, so even though Ryunosuke Yusheng summoned two heroic spirits, he never paid much attention to Mary, and it can be said that he completely threw her away. In the back of his head, he and Qingbeard joyfully threw themselves into their great cause of killing.

Mary is also happy to be ignored, and she should get a little bit of the magic power she got from Ryunosuke Yusheng—although it is very little—but she has never done anything for her master, and it’s fine if she doesn’t do anything. wandering around the city, trying to find the master of the Einzbern family.

Of course she found it. In fact, it was very difficult to find it. That night, almost seven servants arrived, and a big fight broke out. Mary estimated how much she weighed, and wisely did not appear.

Admit it, just admit it, King Arthur of the same age as Merlin was there, why did she go out to join in the fun, as a generation of Dark Lord, she still has the ability to assess the situation.

But if that's the case, how can I get the Einzberns to make a contract with me?Oh, what a headache.

While thinking about it, he secretly followed Saber and the white-haired woman from the Einzbern family until they were stopped by the green beard.

Oh, fortunately, I was witty and didn't show up. It seems that Qingbeard and Ryunosuke also secretly paid attention to the big battle just now.

The green beard babbled a lot of nonsense. It seemed that he mistook Saber for Joan of Arc. Mary was speechless. You were also the French Marshal during the Anglo-French war. You actually mistook an Englishman for a French saint. Is it a display for the big eyes?

Needless to say about the result of the negotiation, Qingbeard left crying bitterly, Saber and Irisviel expressed their tiredness.

Just when they were going back to the castle, Mary suddenly appeared in front of them.

The situation of the two casters made Irisviel and Saber a little hesitant, so they called Emiya Kiritsugu, the real master of Einzbern.

Mary expressed her willingness to surrender.

Kiritsugu said why should I believe you, Saber expressed her indignation at Mary's betrayal of the Master, and Irisviel remained silent.

Mary said that Ryunosuke and Qingbeard were responsible for the recent tragic child abuse cases, and she really couldn't stand such a master and colleagues.

Saber expressed her great understanding and apology for the misunderstanding of Mary before, Irisviel said that you are such a good person, caster, and Kiritsugu remained silent.

Mary also said that she is from the future and has a little understanding of this Holy Grail War. With my help, you have a good chance of winning.

Saber and Irisviel welcomed Mary's joining, Kiritsugu was silent, but a little moved, he and Saber were not compatible in the first place, and a servant like Mary, who was both good and evil, was the most suitable for him.

Mary also said that I still have some knowledge of alchemy, and the artificial man I made is better than Einzbern, and if I can't make it right, it can help your wife survive.

After performing a basic test on Mary's alchemy, Kiritsugu said that there is nothing to say, and the contract will be concluded after Ryunosuke is dealt with.

So it is said that although Mary's strength is a little weaker among servants, she has always been full of verbal skills, and she has almost never missed a shot in her life.

After finishing off Aobe and Ryunosuke, Emiya Kiritsugu concluded a contract with Mary as promised.Mary immediately felt refreshed when her magic power was sufficient, and without a word, she apparated to England and brought back a dementor, scaring Irisviel and Emiya Kiritsugu enough.

"What is this?" Irisviel asked timidly, hiding behind Saber.

"Dementors, creatures that feed on happiness, hope, and souls." Mary explained, with the silver-white doe standing quietly beside her, "The so-called heroic spirits are actually souls, right? That's great, physical attacks should be completely ineffective against them, except for the Patronus Charm, I don't know any way to deal with them yet."

"It's really evil." Said Saber, but broke out in a cold sweat.

"I don't deny it." Mary shrugged. "Even wizards don't like them."

"Wizard?" Irisviel looked at Saber with interest, "Is it a wizard like Merlin?" Saber couldn't help showing a smile.

Unexpectedly, Mary nodded solemnly. "Yes, my magic and Merlin are in the same system. In the wizarding world, Merlin can be said to be a god-like existence."

"A knight and a magician?" Kiritsugu couldn't help being interested, what an interesting combination.

Although Mary concluded a contract with Kiritsugu, except for helping to suppress the dementors, she basically didn't participate in the battle.Kiritsugu didn't care either. Originally, Mary was facing those servants who would only be smashed into scum. He concluded the contract with Mary just to keep Irisviel alive.

So Mary spent every day studying alchemy in Einzbern's castle, which was what she wished for most, as long as she made a new body for herself, what did she want the Holy Grail for!

Studying alchemy every day, writing a letter to myself two years later, and then apparating to England every night to tease little Harry, life couldn't be more beautiful.

That's right, to tease little Harry.It's 1990, and Harry Potter is ten years old.

The damp and dark cabinet, only a few ray of moonlight through the door of the cabinet.However, there actually lived a little boy inside.

It wasn't until the Dursleys were all in deep sleep that the boy in the cupboard suddenly opened his emerald green eyes, fumbled to put on his glasses, and opened the cupboard door as quietly as possible.

In fact, he didn't need to be so careful. The Dursleys wouldn't hear anything, and the whole living room and kitchen had been put under a listening spell.

"Good evening, Harry." The beautiful dark-haired girl sat on the sofa and looked back at him with a smile.

"Good evening, Miss Flamel." Harry trotted over excitedly, "Where are we going today?"

"We're not going anywhere today." Mary shook her head and patted the sofa beside her, "Come and sit with me."

Harry sat down obediently, watched Mary wave her wand, and then the roof of the Dursley House slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a starry sky, and couldn't help letting out an exclamation.

"It's just magic," Mary explained. "The roof doesn't really go away."

"That's good." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "If the roof disappears, my uncle and aunt will definitely blame me, but how is it possible? I don't know magic like you, Miss Flamel."

Mary smiled and said nothing.

They just looked at the stars in silence for a while, and then Mary said, "You should go to bed, Harry. Tomorrow is not a day off."

"Okay, Miss Flamel." Harry nodded regretfully, "See you tomorrow."

But Mary didn't say "See you tomorrow" as usual, Harry looked at Mary strangely.

"There's no tomorrow, Harry," said Mary, still smiling. "From tomorrow onwards I won't be coming."

"Why?" Harry's eyes widened.

"Because the Holy Grail War ends tomorrow," Mary said.

"What?" Harry asked in a daze, not understanding at all.

"Good night, Harry." Mary did not continue to explain to him, her hand holding the wand gracefully waved a few times, and Harry fell into a deep sleep.

Mary carried him back to the cupboard, tucked him in, and laughed softly as Harry tried to kick the quilt off restlessly.

"It's still a child." She sighed, even if this is Harry Potter, it is not that Harry Potter after all.

Pointing her wand at Harry, whispering a spell, Mary left Privet Drive without hesitation.

one year later--

"I dreamed about a motorcycle," he said to the Dursleys. "It could fly."

Uncle Vernon's face flushed rapidly.

"I remember dreaming about a beautiful big sister," Harry went on unconsciously.

"Is it prettier than Sati?" Dudley asked with some disdain—Satie was the school girl of their school and also Dudley's dream girl.

"Much prettier than Sati." Harry replied quickly. In fact, he couldn't remember what the girl looked like at all. "And she can teleport and turn the roof into the sky."

Harry was then yelled at by Uncle Vernon.

A few weeks later, the Leaky Cauldron—

"...I have business to do today, Tom." Hagrid was negotiating with the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, and Harry looked around boredly.

Then I saw the girl who had appeared countless times in my dream.

He was pretty sure it was her.

Now go back to 1990.

"Emiya, Emiya, are you there?" Mary searched for Emiya Kiritsugu everywhere, "I, Ari's new body is ready."

No one responded to her.

"Aren't you here?" Mary pouted rather boredly, and walked out of the house.I don't know what the final result of the Holy Grail is, it doesn't matter who wins, anyway, she already has her own new body.

However, when Mary walked out of the house, she was stunned by the strange state at the moment.

The sky was an eerie purple, with a black sun hanging over it.

"Emiya! Saber! Eri!" Mary panicked and ran over there without thinking.

However, the black round hole suddenly began to "melt", and a large amount of black mud-like filth rushed over like a flood, and it came to Mary's feet in a blink of an eye.

Flee, Mary reacted instantly.However, before she Apparated or flew up, a strong suction came, and Mary's eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.

When Mary woke up, she was lying pitifully in an alley behind St. Mungo's Hospital.

"Inexplicable!" Cursed in a bad mood, Mary got up from the ground, patted the ashes off her body, walked out of the alley, and then confronted Draco.

The shock in Draco's heart was ignored. The poor Mary Voldemort, who had donated all her property and now had nothing, occupied Malfoy Manor again without any pressure. Lucius and Narcissa could only choke in silence.

"I said, what's going on?" Draco finally couldn't hold back and asked.

"Huh? It's okay." Mary took a sip of tea, "It's just that there was a good man who temporarily preserved my soul, and then I took the time to create a body for myself."

It's against the sky!Draco was speechless.

"By the way, Draco, what time is it?" Mary asked, "I don't remember when I died, your hairline wasn't that far back."

"Don't be so exaggerated, okay? It's like I'm bald!" Draco protested loudly, "It's 2001."

Mary froze for a moment. "2001?"

"Yeah, it's been three years since the end of the war." Draco replied angrily, "You haven't believed anything in these three years."

"Because I was resurrected 11 years ago!" Mary almost flipped the table, "Where's Harry? How is he?"

"You're still single, don't worry." Draco caught the point of Mary's concern very accurately, "I'll write to him now and tell him about it... Well, he must be crazy about it."

But at this time, Mary's paranoia struck again, and she narrowed her eyes: "Are you sure he still likes me?"

"I can't be more sure." Draco rolled his eyes, "You don't know his virtues now, and you have learned all those stinky problems before."

"Then what does it matter to me?" The more Mary thought about it, the more wrong she became. "But after all, it's been three years. How do you know that he doesn't like others? Maybe it's just not easy to show it in front of you."

Draco felt that he was right. Although they were uncomfortable seeing Harry like this, they would definitely feel awkward if Harry really liked other girls.

"And what if he fell in love with someone else?" Draco asked.

Mary sneered: "Then what can I do?"

Draco was stunned: "You just gave up?"

"Give it up, or can I still kill that person?" Mary took another sip of tea, with a trace of bitterness in her eyes, "What do I have now? Fame, money, everything is in the past."

For such a Mary, Draco really wanted to slap her awake: Even if you have nothing, you still have face!

"Don't worry, Harry still likes you. He has been chasing after a sea of ​​women all these years, and he has never shown any interest in any of them." Draco assured, "He is on a business trip these days, When he comes back, it happens to be my engagement ceremony, when he comes, you can ask him yourself."

"Alright." Mary nodded. "When is your engagement ceremony—to Hermione, I suppose?"

Draco quickly put on a flattering smile: "It depends on what you told my parents, doesn't it?"

"..."

"That's how things are." Draco finished explaining to Harry, and gave a sympathetic look: It's over, you hit the gun as soon as Mary came back.

Mary squinted at Harry, and Draco said that Harry's eloquence had improved a lot over the years, and she wanted to see what Harry would say now.

Harry didn't speak right away, and when Draco spoke, he didn't even look at him, his eyes were almost glued to Mary, until Mary clicked her tongue impatiently, and opened her hand to Harry: "Say something, look Can I forgive you."

Such an obvious implication that the person apologizing now is a fool.

Harry rushed forward and kissed Mary, knocking Mary a little staggering, and the two of them fell on the carpet together.

Draco graciously closed the door, which took a lot longer than expected, and he had to go back to appease Hermione.

It is a pity that this carpet was newly bought last month.

The author has something to say: Next is the extra episode, one is the father-daughter setting, and I want to write the story of Mary returning to modern times, but Harry is married and has a child (you fuck off

CP maybe Albus Severus Potter (serious face