[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

"The Triwizard Tournament? What's that?" Only Hermione's eyes widened, and Harry and Ron were still confused.

"The Triwizard Tournament is a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe, Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and Beauxbatons." Hermione quickly replied, "But, I heard that the Triwizard Tournament The game was discontinued centuries ago."

"Yes, because there are so many dead," said Mary.

"The death toll? You mean a lot of people died in the Triwizard Tournament?" Hermione gasped. "It's just a friendly competition, right? There's no need to be so desperate."

"Well, but the relationship between these three schools has never been as harmonious as it seems on the surface." Draco said, "It is a great honor to win the Triwizard Tournament. To be honest, I kind of want to sign up."

"No!" Hermione said emphatically.

"I'm just talking." Draco curled his lips, "Mom and Dad won't agree to my participation."

"Oh, come on, Hermione." Ron said, and he couldn't hold back his excitement, "Since the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore have agreed to re-host the Triwizard Tournament, it means that they will ensure the safety of the contestants Right? If that's the case, why can't we participate?"

"Even if you sign up, you may not be selected, Ron. Only one of the best warriors from each school will be selected."

"Oh..." Ron seemed a little discouraged, but quickly raised his head, "Will you sign up?"

"No." Mary replied decisively.

"Huh? Why? Mary, if you sign up, you are likely to be selected." Harry was a little surprised.

"Not interested." What's the fun in competing with a bunch of kids who can't even cast a death curse. "Harry, would you like to join?"

"Uh, I don't know." Harry hesitated, and Ron stared at him, seemingly nervous about Harry's answer.

"Well..." Mary looked at Harry for a while, and Hessman said that he would also sign up. If he was selected, then Harry's chances of winning did not seem to be great, but she didn't say it out loud.

The next time flew by discussing the Triwizard Tournament, and in a blink of an eye they were sitting in the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

"I think you've all had your fill." Dumbledore stood up and looked at everyone with a smile. "Then I have a few announcements to tell you."

Filch, the Forbidden Forest, and Hogsmeade announcements were such clichés that no one except first years listened.

"...Finally, I regret to inform you that there will be no House Cup Quidditch tournament this year..."

Oh, of course, because there will be a Triwizard Tournament this year. Harry and Ron, who had learned the news from Draco in advance, calmly waited for Dumbledore to continue.

But Dumbledore's words were interrupted, and a man violently opened the door of the auditorium and walked in, instantly grabbing everyone's attention.

"Mad-Eye Moody." Draco muttered, frowning.

"Sorry, who is that? I don't know much about people in the Ministry of Magic." Mary asked. She actually had a little impression of Moody. It seemed that he was a Gryffindor who was at the same time as Tom. He had a weird temper and hated evil, but he graduated After that things are not so clear.

"An always suspicious Auror, keen to trouble everyone he thinks is a Death Eater," Draco said disgustedly, "but he retired when You-Know-Who fell."

"Dumbledore invited him to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" Mary raised her eyebrows and looked up at Moody, who happened to meet his eyes.

"..." Then Mary's pupils shrank suddenly.

What kind of look is that?Mary's face darkened.

Moody's magic eye was spinning rapidly, looking at all the professors and students in the hall, while the normal eye was fixed on Mary, with hostility and contempt that couldn't be hidden.

I have never seen him at all, where is the hostility?Or was he just staring like that when he was a Slytherin?

Looking at each other for just a moment, Moody quickly looked away.Mary looked at him for a while longer, then put her head down and began to eat her own pudding.

On the stage, Dumbledore was still talking about the precautions for the Triwizard Tournament: "...the participating schools and the Ministry of Magic agree that an age limit must be set for this year's competitors, and only students who have reached the age of 17 are allowed to sign up .We feel—” He raised his voice as there were many disaffected protests from below. "—This move is very necessary..."

Well, that's good, so Harry and Ron don't have to worry about whether to sign up or not, and Mary took another ice cream for herself indifferently.

Mary soon realized that Moody was really targeting herself-of course, he disliked all Slytherins, but Mary didn't think he liked Gryffindor much-and of all the Slytherins, she and Draco seemed to be the one Moody couldn't get used to the most.

That's all for Draco. After all, even if he didn't say it on the surface, the Malfoy family was indeed one of the most important Death Eaters, but what about himself?Got shot just because he was on good terms with Draco?No, Mary felt that Moody loathed herself more than Draco.

It was inexplicable.

Mary has no plans to have a bad relationship with any professor, so she ignores the vague hostility. Anyway, being stared at by him will not lose a piece of meat. She doesn't want to be with an old man in his 70s Count so much.

But Mary felt that Moody was almost finding fault.

"Mary! Mary!"

Mary walked quickly ahead with a straight face, and Harry and the others chased after him helplessly.

There weren't many things that could upset Mary, Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures class being one.

"Mary!" Harry trotted a few steps and finally caught up with Mary, "Okay, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry!" Mary stared back, "But what's that? May I ask Mr. Harry Potter, what's the use of us learning this kind of snail?! Would Dumbledore dare to change to a worse professor? Finding someone on the side of the road to teach is better than Hagrid!"

"Yeah, yeah," said Harry, not paying any attention to what Mary was saying, "but you have to go to the hospital wing now!"

"This little injury is fine!" Mary waved impatiently the hand that was accidentally burned by the sparks just now, and continued to denounce Hagrid, "I never knew that such an irresponsible person could be a teacher! He doesn't care at all What should we learn, and we don't care about our safety, only our own personal preferences! This kind of—”

"It's not your turn, Slytherin, to make random comments here!" Suddenly, a roar sounded like a thunder.

Mary froze for a moment, turned her head, and saw Moody pointing her wand at herself. She instinctively wanted to take out the wand to defend herself, but when she reached into the robe, she touched the scalded area, causing her to gasp in pain, and her reaction was slow It took half a beat.

Then Moody's spell hit her straight.

Mary stared blankly at the surrounding people and buildings that suddenly grew several times taller, looked at Harry and the others who were stunned, and said hesitantly, "Googoo..."

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Mary blushed all of a sudden, but you couldn't tell if a rabbit was blushing.

"I don't like people who talk about others behind their back!" Mu Di roared loudly, pointing his wand at Mary again.

Mary rose in an instant.

It's going to take a hard fall this time, Mary thought.

But Harry ran over at once and caught Mary firmly with the quickness of a Seeker.

"Are you all right, Mary?" Harry looked worriedly at the black-haired rabbit in his arms, and then the words stuck in his mouth.

The black rabbit's eyes are also black, but will appear red in the light.Although Mary looked like a rabbit at the moment, the sternness in the blood-red eyes made Harry feel a chill run down his spine.

But the sullenness was fleeting, and Mary moved her long ears, nuzzling Harry's arms.

Good, so cute!Harry put the uneasiness he had felt just behind him in a flash.

"Professor Moody, what you're doing is a little too much." Hermione said in a trembling voice with a pale face, "Punishing students with transformation is not allowed in Hogwarts."

Moody's scary eyes looked at Hermione, and Hermione couldn't help but take a few steps back, and Draco immediately stepped forward to block her.

Moody looked at Harry who was holding Mary and Draco who was protecting Hermione in surprise, looked thoughtful, turned Mary back with a wave of his hand, turned and left.

With Mary's character, it's not surprising that she cast a curse on Moody on the spot after she transformed back, so Harry was really sweating.

However, Mary's expression was very calm, as if she didn't hear the whispers around her, and she didn't show the slightest bit of anger or humiliation.

"Are you all right, Mary?" Harry asked again, feeling even more uneasy.

"It's all right." Mary replied, looking at the direction Moody was leaving with a sneer, "Alastor Moody, you are truly an amazing Auror."

"..."

"..."

"I said Harry, can you put Mary down?"

Not only Harry, but even Moody himself seemed to be waiting for Mary to trouble him, but Mary had always been polite to him, without any offense.

So the other students started whispering that Marie Flamel, that crazy, borderless third grader, had finally met his nemesis, and of course, Moody was one of the greatest Aurors ever, and that guy Flamel couldn't be any worse. Can't do anything to him.

Even Hermione and Harry thought so.

Until the class when Moody told the students that he was going to cast the Imperius Curse on them.

"Flame, it's your turn!" Moody's attitude towards Mary was still very bad, and the maliciousness in his eyes made Mary have no doubt that if she was controlled, Moody would directly order herself to jump into the Black Lake.

Mary obediently walked to the vacated space in the middle of the classroom, and Moody pointed to her and read: "The soul is out of the body."

According to Harry they said that after reciting the Imperius Curse, their brains went blank and they were so happy that they would do whatever Moody asked them to do - except for Harry, who was able to get rid of Imperius after a few practice sessions The curse is under control.

But the Dark Lord has always been the only one who can confuse other people's minds. When will he be confuse by others?

"Get under the table," Moody instructed.

"..." There was a moment of silence, and then——

I refuse, professor. Mary raised the corners of her lips and said decisively.

There was no sound, and everyone—including Moody—gazing at Mary as if she had seen the devil.

"Unfortunately, professor, maybe your spell just failed?" Mary smiled seemingly harmlessly, but her eyes were full of malice, "Sure enough, as a righteous Auror, using the Unforgivable Curse is not so easy. .”

Mary originally wanted to use this incident to show that she was not afraid of Moody at all, and to satirize Moody's magic level by the way, but to Mary's surprise, when Moody found that he could not control Mary, he backed away in a panic One step, which is extremely abnormal for an experienced Auror.

Why are you so nervous?Now that the Dark Lord has lost power, is it not normal to be able to use the Unforgivable Curse proficiently?

Does the current Auror have to know how to use the Imperius Curse and Avada Kedavra?But when those Aurors chanted spells to them at that time, they all said "faintly".

In the end, Mary could only explain that it was just her own paranoia again. In fact, Moody was just overly surprised.

The author has something to say: In fact, I think if you use some kind of animal to describe Mary, it is definitely a snake. But who wants to hug a cold snake?

Why did you choose a rabbit...Actually, I wanted to choose a cat, but a cat with black hair and black eyes is not cute at all. It would be different if it had green eyes...

In fact, it is more like a rabbit than Mary Voldemort, with white skin and red eyes, but since they are all Marys, you can make do with them

These few chapters of Mary are really getting better and better, please help me think of something that Voldemort is definitely not good at, except for the magic of love or something

The picture is of Sirius Black.To such an aloof godfather, I just want to say—Sirius marry me! !