[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

In the matter of happiness, Harry ended up doing little to help Mary.

Mary asked a lot of people again, Hermione, Ron, Draco, Ernest, Hessman...even the unicorn Kenteros and Snow Lotus Goglia, but no one's " Happy" allows her to summon a Patronus.

Mary began to wonder if there was something wrong with her.

"I'm not planning to go home this Christmas holiday, the Hogwarts library is really fascinating," said Hermione.

"I'm not going back either, just the thought of spending two weeks with Percy gives me goosebumps." Ron grimaced.

Harry knew that his friends, despite their lip service, were actually trying to stay with him, and he was grateful.

"Oh, my parents ordered me to go back." Draco sighed, "What about you, Mary?"

"Huh?" Mary raised her head. "Of course I have to go back. Hessman will go to my house."

"..." The atmosphere was awkward for two seconds, and then Draco quickly changed the subject.

"By the way." Mary suddenly remembered, "You seem to be going to Hogsmeade this weekend too, right? I have something to do with the professor, so I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you to the library, Harry."

"Huh?" Harry showed disappointment unabashedly, "Which professor? What's the matter with you, Mary?"

"Snape," Mary replied.

Harry, who was going to accompany Mary to find the professor, fell silent.

Mary didn't know where Harry went to Hogsmeade that day, she really went to find Snape herself.

"Professor Snape, I'm Marie Flamel." There was a knock on the door.

There was no movement for a while, and after a while, the decorative snake on the doorpost spit out a letter and slowly opened the door.

Snape's office was filled with a strong smell of medicine, several cauldrons were bubbling at the same time, and smoke of different colors drifted slowly in this dark room.

"What's the matter?" Snape asked impatiently without looking up.

"..." Mary didn't speak immediately, and waited until Snape carefully weighed the few milligrams of African tree snake bile, before speaking: "It's about the Patronus Charm."

"If I remember correctly, there is nothing related to the Patronus Charm in the curriculum of the third-year students."

"Yes, this is what I saw when I read books outside of class."

Snape smacked his lips impatiently: "You should ask your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher about that."

"..." Mary was silent for a while.

She didn't know whether it was the right choice to come to Snape, whether it was Snape or Lupine, they always looked preoccupied, and Mary didn't think that these two people had anything better than Harry and their "Happiness" is something more than happiness.

But subconsciously, Mary did trust Snape more than the other professors, perhaps because they were both Slytherins.

Although Mary had already cursed Snape in her heart for no less than once.

"Can you use the Patronus Charm?" Mary asked dryly.

Snape frowned, but said nothing.

"The book says you have to focus on something happy when you summon a Patronus," Mary went on. "I've thought about it, all the things that I think are reasonably happy, but I've never succeeded."

"The Patronus Charm is a very profound magic, Miss Flamel. Not everyone can master it, even an adult wizard. I know you have always been as arrogant as a Gryffindor, but now I can make it very clear Let me tell you, you are just an ordinary student in the third grade, take care of your homework and don't worry about things that have nothing to do with you."

"But it's not about me!" Mary retorted, "I need to master the spell."

"You've got a lot to do!" Snape raised his voice suddenly. "If you're so free, write a thesis on Wolfsbane! Three feet long! Due tomorrow!"

"..." Mary paused, staring at Snape almost murderously, and Snape also stared at her without showing any weakness.

Eventually Mary slams the door and walks away.

Draco and the others are back from Hogsmeade.

"You're back?" Mary's anger still remained, her tone was not kind, "How is it?"

"Terrible!" Draco sighed loudly, slumping onto the sofa in the Slytherin common room. "Guess what we heard in the Three Broomsticks?"

He told the whole story about Sirius being the best friend of Harry's parents who had betrayed them.

"..." Mary felt a little stressed. "Have you told Harry about this?"

"Too bad Harry was there!"

"Huh? He's in Hogsmeade?"

"Ron's brothers gave him a Marauder's Map—what a treat—and he went to Hogsmeade by a secret passage in the map."

"So," Mary shifted her gaze to the parchment again, "what was his reaction?"

"Not too good." Draco sighed again, "Now I just hope he won't be impulsive to find Sirius to single out."

"I'm not here for Christmas vacation." Mary frowned, "Let Hermione and Ron keep an eye on him, and it's okay to knock him unconscious if necessary, just say I said it."

Chrismas holiday.

"I really can't think of anything happy," Mary complained to Hirschman. "Isn't the thrill of revenge when you scare the child who bullied you to the point of fainting?"

"Oh, I really can't imagine who you will be bullied by." Hirschman said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

"Of course not now." Mary looked up haughtily.

"But isn't there anything that makes you happy between the two of us?" Hirschman pretended to be sad. "When I confessed to you?"

"I don't feel very happy." Mary said truthfully.

"..." Hirschman's smile was a little stiff.

"Speaking of which, I haven't prepared a Christmas present yet." Mary didn't realize it at all. "Harry's broom seems to be broken. Do you think he would be happy if I gave him a new one?"

"It's best not to mention other boys when you're with your boyfriend, Mary."

"You care about that?" Mary frowned.

"Of course, is there anyone who doesn't care?" Hirschman's smiling face disappeared, showing a bit of seriousness, "Mary, do you still like that Harry Potter?"

"..." Mary lowered her eyes, "Sorry."

"..." Hessman didn't answer.

The Christmas holidays are coming to an end soon.

"Oh! Mary!" Harry and Draco warmly greeted them as soon as they got back to school, "My God, your gift is so wonderful!"

"As long as you like it, I can't think of anything else."

"However, two Firebolts." Ron swallowed, "Mary, do you still have the Philosopher's Stone?"

"I will give you a piece when I can refine it."

"Then you won't have to give me Christmas presents in this life." Ron said solemnly.

"You said that." Mary raised her eyebrows and looked at Hermione who was silent, "Hi, Hermione."

"Hi, Mary." Hermione was a little listless.

"What's wrong?" Mary noticed that Ron's face was also pale.

"Scabbets is dead," said Hermione sadly. "They all think Crookshanks ate him, but there's no proof!"

"Did those cat hairs appear out of nowhere?" Ron exclaimed.

"Whatever, Ron," Draco said slowly, "if you keep yelling at Hermione, we should talk."

"I think so too," Mary agreed. "Unless the evidence is solid, I'm on Hermione's side."

"..." Ron said angrily.

"Maybe Crookshanks really did it." Mary found Ron alone later, "but you can't argue with Hermione over a mouse, can you?"

"Babber is not an ordinary mouse. He has been with me for almost ten years." Ron said sadly.

"Oh, that is indeed a precious mouse." Mary was taken aback, "What breed is it?"

"It's just an ordinary house mouse." Ron said blankly.

"you sure?"

"That's what everyone in the pet store says."

"..." Something is wrong.

The relationship between Ron and Hermione did not get better because of Mary's persuasion.

Draco went to Hermione whenever he could so she wouldn't be too lonely, while Harry, by contrast, stayed with Ron.As for Mary, she is still terribly annoyed by the Patronus Charm!

"No spell has ever stumped me!" Mary ruthlessly completed her 250th failed attempt.

"We don't need that spell," Tom said languidly. "Dementors pose no threat to us. You don't need to die with this spell at all, Mary."

"..." Mary began her 250th attempt.

"Sorry, Harry, I don't think I'll be able to accompany you this time," Mary said to Harry on another day of going to Hogsmeade.

"Mary, what's the matter with you recently?" Harry was a little dissatisfied.

"Well, some study problems."

"Don't lie, how can you have learning problems." Harry said.

"I'm not omnipotent, Harry." Mary felt helpless.

"You've been keeping things from us all the time," said Harry deadpan. "Seriously, why didn't you just tell me you didn't want to."

Then he turned and strode away.

Hermione persuaded Harry not to go to Hogsmeade, Ron, who was arguing with Hermione, deliberately opposed her, loudly encouraged Harry to go, and described the interesting places in Hogsmeade that Harry did not go .

Harry didn't resist Hogsmeade's temptation, he didn't take Sirius and Dementors to heart at all, and out of inexplicable anger at Mary, he ended up going to Hogsmeade anyway.

Then he was unlucky enough to be bumped by Snape on his way back.

"...Everyone is working hard to protect the famous Harry Potter." Snape's lips twisted a little, "but the famous Harry Potter is determined to go his own way, arrogant and arrogant, without any consideration of the consequences!"

"..."

"You are very similar to your father." Snape's eyes shot a cold light, "Every day you are arrogant, and you never think about other people's feelings."

Harry didn't think he could bear Snape talking about his father like that. "Shut up!" he yelled at Snape.

The light in Snape's eyes became dangerous: "What did you just say to me, Potter?"

"My dad is not that kind of person!"

"..." Snape said, looking condescendingly at Harry for a moment, "but there's no question his son is that."

"you say--"

"Everyone is protecting you, Potter!" Snape raised his voice. "Your parents sacrificed their lives for you; the Minister of Magic even sent dementors to Hogwarts for you! Didn't expect our The Savior has no resistance against dementors!"

Harry's anger flared up again. "I……"

"So—" But Snape interrupted him loudly, "Our headmaster strictly forbids dementors from entering Hogwarts!"

"..."

"Do you take this for granted, Potter?" Snape asked softly, "Miss Flamel is practicing the Patronus Charm for you—a spell that is difficult for grown-up wizards to learn; Miss Granger must have been Are you trying to persuade you not to run around?..."

"..." Harry didn't hear the latter words, he just felt extremely uncomfortable.

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