[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

Mary felt that the fact that she was not controlled by the Imperius Curse was just a small opening of the "war" between herself and Moody, but Moody never deliberately picked on Mary again after that, completely ignoring her.

This somewhat surprised Mary, who was well prepared, but she would not be stupid enough to take the initiative to provoke, but she was a little disappointed that the former Auror who had made the Death Eaters fearful retreated so easily.

So the last day of October came peacefully, and the representatives of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang finally arrived.

Beauxbaton's men arrived ahead of Durmstrang, and their principal, Mrs. Maxime, grabbed everyone's attention because she was so tall.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Harry felt that Mrs. Maxim seemed to be looking towards Mary, and nodded slightly.

But it was quickly proved that it was not an illusion, because Mary also saluted Madame Maxime from a distance, and it was obvious that they knew each other.

"Mary knows the headmaster of Beauxbatons?" he asked Hermione in a low voice.

"I've never heard her mention it before." Hermione was also obviously surprised, but she immediately remembered, "Do you remember? Mary once said that her current guardian is in France."

It seems to be the case?

"She told us at the time that it was a good friend of her grandma's. Mary's grandma lived hundreds of years ago. It's not surprising that she knew the headmaster of Beauxbatons, right?"

Harry was about to say something, but then there was a rumble in the Black Lake, and a huge boat rose from the bottom of the lake - Durmstrang's representative had arrived.

"God, Harry, did you see that? It's Krum!" Ron poked Harry's arm hard.

Harry saw Krum, of course, but there was someone else who caught his attention, and he hadn't even expected to see him.

That person actually only met Harry once - Hirschmann Einzbern.

Beauxbaton and Durmstrang can choose to sit with a Hogwarts house at will. Hermione and the others originally thought that Beauxbaton would choose to be with Slytherin. After all, their headmaster and Mary are so close. It didn't matter, but one of Durmstrang's students took the Slytherin side first, and the other Durmstrang students who were still hesitating also took their seats by the Slytherin side.

"Hey! Who's that?" Ron raised an eyebrow. "Harry, did you see that Durmstrang's? He sat next to Mary! He—"

"Oh, I've seen that person." Harry said pretending to be indifferent, "That person is Mary's boyfriend in Durmstrang."

Ron swallowed what he hadn't said before. He maintained the aggrieved posture just now, not knowing what to say.

"Uh, it seems that there is such a thing, it's him?" Hermione looked at Hessman with the most critical eyes for a while, and had to admit that Hessman couldn't find any faults in terms of appearance alone. The qualifications for the Strong Tournament must have a high level of magic, "It's been a long time since Mary talked about him, I thought they broke up long ago."

"No, Mary keeps in touch with him all the time, and he will stay at Mary's house during the summer vacation and Christmas vacation." Harry threw the fork away irritably, losing his appetite.

"..." Hermione and Ron looked at Harry cautiously, exchanged glances, and dared not say anything.

Undoubtedly, the next day Harry started to fight with Mary again, but Mary didn't even bother to coax him this time, and spent the whole day accompanying Hessman to visit Hogwarts, so Harry's mood was even worse... so vicious cycle.

Hermione also found Mary, and tactfully advised Mary not to hang around Hessman all day.

"It's just these few days." Mary looked at Hermione strangely. "Is it strange to take your boyfriend to visit the campus?"

Hermione had nothing to say, Mary's behavior was very normal, they just wanted to separate the two out of selfishness.

In fact, the registration time is only 24 hours, and the final result of the Warriors will be announced at the Halloween dinner.

"Who do you think will be elected as the warrior?" Draco and the others discussed enthusiastically.

"At Hogwarts, I hope it's Angelina," said Hermione, "but Diggory is also very likely."

"Oh, I don't want it to be Diggory." Ron frowned, "but Durmstrang will undoubtedly be Krum."

"Hmm..." Hermione glanced at Harry, "but maybe Einzbern isn't it?"

"What, Hermione?! You want him picked!" Ron said angrily.

"I'm just objectively saying who is likely to be elected, not who I want to be elected!" Hermione retorted bluntly, "Of course I don't want Einzbern to be elected."

"…" Harry didn't engage in the topic.

Does he really want Einzbern to be chosen as a warrior?If selected, would he stay away from Mary because he was preparing for the game?But then he was struggling to think, maybe that guy would have the cheek to ask Mary to help him prepare for the game.

"Anyway, we'll know the result tonight," Draco said.

The moment finally came, and everyone held their breath as the first parchment flew from the fire into Dumbledore's hands.

"The Champion of Durmstrang," said Dumbledore emphatically, "is Viktor Krum."

"No doubt!" Ron clapped desperately.

"The Champion of Beauxbatons," said Dumbledore, taking the second parchment, "it is Fleur Delacour!"

There was another burst of applause. After all, Fleur was a very beautiful girl. Every time Ron saw her, he felt like he was going to suffocate.

"Hero of Hogwarts," there was silence in the Great Hall, "it's Cedric Diggory!"

"Well, it's expected." Ron was somewhat annoyed, but the excited screams of the Hufflepuff students almost lifted the roof of Hogwarts.

"Excellent!" exclaimed Dumbledore cheerfully. "Our three champions have now been chosen. I know—"

He stopped talking suddenly, and watched with the others as the blue-white flames of the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and another note flew out of it.

Dumbledore subconsciously took the note and read the name on it: "Durmstrang, Hessman Einzbern."

There was a silence, and then there was a small whisper, all asking each other which Einzbern was.

"You—" Mary just looked at Hessman, when there was a sudden exclamation, and another note popped out of the Goblet of Fire.

"Hogwarts, Harry Potter."

Mary looked sharply at Harry again.

Harry’s name was more thoughtful than Hessmann’s. Immediately, everyone looked at him. Compared with Einzbern, Harry’s selection was even more surprising and angry—Einzbern was old enough after all. Well, even if he was selected, it could only show that there was something wrong with the Goblet of Fire, but logically speaking, it was impossible for Harry to put his name into the Goblet of Fire.

But it wasn't over yet, with a burst of noise, the sixth piece of parchment flew out of the Goblet of Fire.

"..." Even Dumbledore was silent for a while before he cleared his throat and read——

"Beauxbatons, Marie Flamel!"

Compared to the din just now, the auditorium is now so quiet that you can hear a needle drop.

For various reasons—whether it’s being a good friend of the savior, or having a perfect face, or being the No. There are some famous ones, and there are not many people who have never heard of her. The people in Durmstrang also know her because of Hessman's relationship. Although the people in Beauxbatons don't know Mary, they know her very well. : Beauxbatons is not like Marie Flamel!

"Obviously something went wrong with the Goblet of Fire." Mary stood up, frowning. "I didn't—"

"You three, please come forward now!" Dumbledore yelled at them, ignoring Mary's explanation.

"..." Mary closed her mouth and walked towards Dumbledore, followed by Harry and Hirschman.

"Okay, you three..." Dumbledore looked at the three of them, and paused for a while longer on Mary, "Go inside that door."

Mary shook her hair, and walked over without saying a word.

"What's the matter?" Fleur looked at Mary who walked in first, "They want us to—"

Immediately after she saw Harry and Hessman, she realized that it was impossible for three people to come to pass the message, so she was not sure what the three people were here for.

"It's so bizarre!" Ludo Bagman walked in hastily rubbing his hands, "Misters and ladies, I must explain to you that this year the Goblet of Fire seems to have selected two warriors from each school, and this is Dems Mr. Einzbern of Tron, Harry Potter of Hogwarts, and..." He glanced at Mary, "Miss Flamel representing Beauxbatons."

"This is really the funniest joke I've ever heard." Fleur blurted out, pointing at Harry and Mary, "It's just that these two children obviously don't meet the age requirements, why didn't I know there was someone like Flamel in Beauxbatons?!"

"That's normal, because I've been studying at Hogwarts," Mary replied.

"..." Fleur glared at Mary, dissatisfied with her being so calm.

The door was opened, and a large crowd poured in.

"Madame Maxime!" Fleur walked towards Madam Maxime, "They said that this little girl will represent Beauxbatons in the competition."

"Madame Maxime." Mary frowned and greeted Madam Maxime.

"..." Madame Maxime looked at Mary with a complex expression before she said, "That's right."

"!" Everyone was taken aback.

"Perenal originally wanted Mary to go to school at Beauxbatons. Everything was prepared. Her materials and files were available in Beauxbatons. She didn't expect that she chose Hogwarts in the end."

"..." Fu Rong's eyes widened.

"So to be precise, it's not wrong that she is a student of Beauxbatons."

"But she has been studying at Hogwarts!" Fleur stomped her feet.

"..." Madam Maxim also frowned this time and stopped talking.

If you disagree that Mary represents Beauxbaton, then Beauxbaton will only have one warrior, and the chance of winning will be greatly reduced, but if you agree, Madam Maxim doubts whether Mary will go all out to win glory for Beauxbaton Well, to take a step back, even if Mary won, it was due to the good teaching of Hogwarts, and Beauxbatons still had a dull face.

Madame Maxime was caught in a difficult situation for a while.

But in any case, it is certain that Mary will participate, because when your name appears from the Goblet of Fire, you have already made a magical contract invisibly.

So Madame Maxime actually had no choice.

Dumbledore was naturally willing to abide by the statute, and Durmstrang's headmaster, Karkaroff, had no objection—of course, only his two warriors were both in the seventh grade.

So it was settled.

After Mr. Crouch finished the first project with a few words—in fact, he didn’t say anything—Mary, Harry, and Hessman walked to their respective dormitories in silence.

"So, how did you two put your names in?" Hirschman was the first to speak.

"I haven't," Mary replied.

"...Oh, is that so?" After a while, Hessman responded.

"You do not believe?"

Hirschman snorted.

"We really didn't!" All the irritability of the past few days came up now, and Harry looked at Hessman angrily, "It's fine if others don't believe it, how can you not believe Mary?!"

"..." Hessman gave Harry a cold look, then walked away quickly.

"Thank you, Harry." Mary said wearily, and she seemed to be completely relaxed now, "You go to bed early too, and if Ron... If anything is wrong, don't argue with him."

The author has something to say: I know this chapter is a bit of a shock QWQ, but I have worked hard to get round, please be gentle if you slap me in the face

Harry was written too immature by me, it doesn’t matter, there are opportunities for you to mature later (scream face

Remus Lupine~ There are too many young children than I imagined, can you take it as Ernest's character design?