[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

"Ah!" Harry sneezed loudly again, sitting on the seat closest to the fireplace in the library with a sad face, and had to pay careful attention to whether Mrs. He drives out.

"Harry, if you're really uncomfortable, you'd better stay in bed for a day." Hermione frightenedly guarded her paper, and sat down a little more.

"That's right, it's a holiday anyway, so you can do your homework in a few days." Ron couldn't help but say.

"But Mary asked me to wait for her in the library today." Harry replied listlessly, feeling that his treatment was not as good as before.

"Mary, she is really..." Hermione shook her head, unable to say anything, but her eyebrows and eyes were filled with condemnation, "How could she do this?"

"First I dragged you to the tallest tower of Hogwarts to have a blast in December, and you didn't even apologize after you caught a cold, and now you are asked to wait for her in the library!" Ron stared at Harry, "I said Harry, you can’t spoil Mary like this, show some masculinity appropriately, and let her know that you are not easy to mess with! Otherwise, in the future—"

"What about the future?" Mary quietly appeared behind them and asked with a smile.

"...Did I just say something? Mary, you must have heard it wrong." Ron changed his face for a second, "Look, Mary, I helped you drag Harry out of the Gryffindor lounge."

Obviously I came out by myself, okay?Harry glared at Ron.

Enough, do you have the heart to let your best friend die tragically at the hands of your girlfriend?Ron fought back silently.Also, why didn't you remind me that Mary was coming?

Then the one who died is me!Harry answered with a look.

"What are you two flirting with?" Mary asked.

"Cough." Hermione coughed to hide her smile, picked up her book and sat next to Draco, naturally giving up the seat opposite Harry.

Mary also unceremoniously sat on the seat vacated by Hermione, and just opened her mouth to speak——

"Ah!"

"........." There was a moment of silence.

"Um, sorry, Ron." Harry apologized awkwardly.

Mary and Hermione handed him the towel silently.

"Merlin's stinky socks!" Ron wiped the unknown fluid off his body, "Harry, you are too serious about sex and friends."

"..." Yes, just a second before Harry sneezed, he turned his head in time to avoid Mary, and Ron, who was sitting next to Mary, was unfortunately caught.

"Clean it up." Draco took out his wand and helped Ron clean it up briefly, and said with disgust, "You have to take a shower, now!"

"Well, and a hot bath in winter will be very comfortable." Mary nodded in agreement, "Harry, you can go together, maybe it can cure your cold."

"But Mary, didn't you say you have something to do with me?"

"Let's talk about it later, or Draco won't be able to take it anymore." Mary smiled teasingly, "Let's go, you and Ron go get a change of clothes, and Hermione and I will wait next to the statue of Stupid Polis on the sixth floor you."

"What? Why is it there?"

"The prefect's bathroom is right there. I guess no one is going to take a shower there now. Don't you want to try it?"

"..." What a sudden and wonderful idea.

"Sounds good." Ron was eager to try, "Let's go, Harry. That's the prefect's bathroom, and many people never go there once in their lives."

"..." This is an appearance that has never been seen in the world.Hermione and Draco grinned in secret disgust.

"Mary, why did you let them use the prefect's bathroom?" Hermione asked after Harry and the others left.

"Oh, because they use bubble baths instead of soap," Mary replied seriously.

What is the reason?Draco and Hermione were confused.

"The password is - fresh pineapple." Mary said the password skillfully, as if she used to come here often, "don't worry about anyone coming to disturb you, take a good bath, we will wait for you back in the library. Ah, yes , I still have something for you, Harry." Mary magically took out a package from behind, "I can have some biscuits or something in the bath."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's different when you have a girlfriend," said Ron.

"Of course you can eat it too." Mary answered generously without showing any embarrassment.

"Mary's love biscuits~" As soon as he entered, before he even had time to marvel at the luxury of the prefect's bathroom, Ron took aim at the package, "Why don't you open it and have a look? Maybe there's something else."

"That's right, otherwise why is it so heavy." Harry nodded, and opened the package, "Finger cakes, cakes, pumpkin juice...Did she bring the whole kitchen here?...What is this?" He picked up a different The big but very conspicuous little bottle, wipe the fog on the glasses to see the small words on it clearly.

"A potion for colds." Ron read the words on it sharply. "Ha! I knew that Mary would not feel guilty at all, but with her temperament, it may be difficult to apologize directly to you."

"Uh, there's more. This is... Merlin!" He suddenly called out in a low voice, "This is Mary's golden egg! She put this in too."

after an hour--

"Much faster than I expected." Mary smiled and raised her head to look at Harry who was walking over in a hurry, "Is your cold better?"

"Mary! You cunning Slytherin!" Ron yelled excitedly. "You planned it, didn't you?"

"What kind of premeditation? I brought you an afternoon tea, but I accidentally added something?" Mary blinked, "Harry solved the secret of the golden egg with his own power, didn't he?" She put "self" The two words are biting a little bit harder.

"What? Oh, of course!" Ron finally realized that there was a clause in the game regulations that the warriors had to solve all the problems of the game by themselves.

"Do you know what the next project is, Harry?" Hermione looked at Harry in surprise, then at Mary, and finally shrugged helplessly. "Well, you always have a point, Mary."

"Although it's not clear exactly what it is, it should probably go to the Black Lake to retrieve something from the mermaid, and it only takes an hour." Harry said briefly.

"So you guys need to stay in the water for an hour?" Draco asked rhetorically, "It's really cold, I'm afraid you have another cold, Harry."

"Compared to whether it's cold or not, how to breathe in water for an hour needs more consideration?" Hermione stood up abruptly, "I'll check the information now."

"It's as powerful as ever." Mary sighed, looked at Harry, and hesitated to speak.

"You know what to do, don't you?" Harry asked.

"Well, yes, in fact, a spell can solve the problem. If you practice now, it is not impossible to master it before the competition." Mary said, "Do you need my help? Or find a way by yourself?"

"..." This is the question again, why do I need Mary's help for everything?Unlocking the secret of the golden egg was actually done with the help of Mary. Mary didn't tell herself directly, probably out of concern for his self-esteem.

"I... can figure it out on my own first, er, you can also tell me the spell first, so that I can prepare myself." Harry stammered.

"A wise decision." Mary agreed, and her tensed shoulders relaxed a little. "It's a spell called the Bubble Curse. Of course, it doesn't look very good, but..."

After that day, it was a tacit understanding not to talk about the second project when Harry and Mary were together, and Mary never asked Harry how it was going. ,

"What is this?!" The owl delivered the "Daily Prophet" on time, and Draco sprayed it as soon as he glanced at it.

"What?" Mary took the newspaper and raised her eyebrows again after seeing the headline.

"What's wrong?" Harry and the others leaned over curiously.

Harry Potter finally made a choice?

In the previous report, our special correspondent Rita Skeeter mentioned that our golden boy Harry Potter is trapped in a painful love triangle and cannot extricate himself, but according to the latest news, the savior has made Final choice -

The delicate black rose finally defeated the simple Cinderella.

Miss Flamel admitted that she had no feelings for her original boyfriend, and that she had always liked Harry Potter in her heart, but she didn't show it because of the hostile relationship between the two colleges...

"What kind of nonsense is this?" Draco frowned, "Why didn't you reveal it because of the college relationship? You were also very good friends before."

"That's not the point." Hermione's expression was also very serious. "How did she know that Mary didn't like Einzbern? Mary said those words in the Astronomy Tower, except for us—uh," she looked at with a guilty conscience Glancing at Mary, "There was absolutely no one else around at that time."

"Perhaps her quill was scribbling?" Harry speculated.

"Then her nonsense is so accurate, she can even be a divination professor." Mary put away the newspaper, "But forget it, although the rest of the article is still full of nonsense-yes, another piece of blood third-rate novels—but not entirely useless."

"what?"

"Marie Flamel!" came a subdued roar.

"Here we come." Mary raised the corners of her mouth and turned her head to look at the person who was striding towards her, "Good morning, Mr. Einzbern."

"You told that reporter this?" Hirschman asked through gritted teeth.

"Unfortunately, not." Mary casually took the bread covered with jam that Harry handed her, took a bite, and replied inarticulately, "I don't know how she got the news, this This report has absolutely nothing to do with us."

"You think I'll believe it?"

"Whatever you want, that's none of my business?" Mary chuckled lightly, her face covered with an angry smile, "now you know how to be angry? To be honest, I never believed in karma before. , but now it seems that there may be some truth. You once let me down at Hogwarts, and now the whole British wizarding world knows that I never liked you. I urge you to return to your account after the Triwizard Tournament. Germany stay and go."

"You bastard!" Hessman raised his hand with red eyes.

"Mary!" Harry exclaimed, and grabbed Mary. He was ready to be punched, but the expected pain did not come.

"I told you a long time ago, don't try to touch her." Ernest frowned slightly, and easily intercepted Hessman's fist, "Now do you believe it?"

Hessman gasped in pain, but still showed a ferocious smile, and slowly touched his pocket with the other hand: "It's up to you?"

"Fuchsia!"

"What a pity." Mary gently pushed Harry away, "I admit that your magic level is indeed much better than Ernest's, but are you forgetting me? Compared with me, you seem to be more than a little worse, Or...didn't expect the gap between us to be so big? Huh~?"

"You—" Hirschman's eyes widened in disbelief, "You really are Voldemort!"

“……………………”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mary frowned and put him down. "Is the brain too congested and ruined?"

Hirschman ignored them and fled hastily.

"I don't know why." Mary looked at the piece of jam bread on her clothes, cleaned it up in a bad mood, and looked at Harry fiercely: "You! Get me another piece!"

"It's already ready." Harry reluctantly handed the bread to Mary.

Author has something to say: Draco Malfoy

Brainstorming Mary on one side and Harry on the other side silently smearing jam