[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

After some real and fake probing, Mary and Lucius half-believed and temporarily believed that the other party was at least not from the opposing camp. Lucius regretted that he had come to Mary so rashly.

To be honest, although everyone knows the saying that people should not be judged by appearances, and Voldemort once praised Mary unreservedly, it is hard not to be honest when you feel that the person standing in front of you is just a 15-year-old girl Take the other party lightly, even Lucius Malfoy.What's more, Lucius is very confident in his abilities. Malfoy is not that powerful at the level of magic. Even compared to other Slytherins, they are known for their cunning and fickleness. Lost to Lucius, but they didn't have Malfoy's penetrating eyes.

Lucius thought it would not be difficult to see through the true thoughts of a girl who was as old as his son, but it seemed he was wrong.

Mary's pretentious tone and exaggerated words seem to show her sarcasm towards Voldemort, but there is no trace of fanaticism and loyalty in her eyes, making it extremely difficult to judge her true position.

"So, what exactly does Mr. Malfoy mean? Of course I have no doubts that the Malfoy family is capable enough to make a difference between the Dark Lord and Dumbledore, but since you have found me, can I Do you think you already have some inclinations in your heart?"

"I think my choice is the same as Miss Flamel's for the time being." Lucius said cautiously.

"My choice is the same as Draco's." Mary replied slyly.

"Then, happy cooperation." Lucius nodded and couldn't wait to end the conversation that he didn't take advantage of.

Some things don't need to be said by both sides, it is already very clear, such as which side Snape is on the scene all the time.

"Snape has a good relationship with your family?" Mary asked Draco on the way back to the dormitory.

"Of course, when I was very young, Professor Snape would visit our house from time to time, you know he almost never goes to other people's house." Draco said.

But Mary didn't think that Snape supported Dumbledore just because he was friendly with the Malfoy family. She had a vague feeling that even if Malfoy was on Voldemort's side, Snape would still support Dumbledore.

So, what kind of reason made Snape resolutely become a double agent between Dumbledore and Voldemort at the risk of losing his life?Mary didn't deny that she was interested in it.

During this semester, the relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin, which had been somewhat softened by Mary and Draco, was strained again, even worse than before.But George and Fred said that they actually miss this kind of atmosphere-"This is what it should be like between us and those little vipers, and, finally, we don't have to use ourselves as test subjects for new products." .”

In such a choking atmosphere full of gunpowder, Mary walked lightly to the long table of Gryffindor, and sat down generously, ignoring Draco's envious and jealous eyes. With Snape's piercing eyes on the teacher's table, he deftly took the bread and eggs Harry handed her.

"What's the matter, Harry? You look like you're going to explode. Shall I kick you into the black lake to calm down?" Mary asked inarticulately as she took a bite of the bread.

Harry listlessly smeared himself with jam and said nothing, he felt that if he spoke, he would definitely not be able to help but get angry at Mary.

"Few people believe that Harry's words about Voldemort are true." Hermione answered Mary succinctly. She didn't seem to have a good summer vacation, and she looked very haggard.

"Slytherins believe it," said Mary.

Harry laughed dryly.

Mary wiped the crumbs off her hands, thinking of something to say.At this time, Professor McGonagall was handing out the schedule next to the long table of Gryffindor.

"Oh, Miss Flamel." Professor McGonagall looked at Mary sternly, but after a while he could only sigh helplessly, and handed her a piece of paper: "Here is your class timetable, Professor Snape, please pass it on to me. for you."

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall." Mary smiled politely, and Professor McGonagall could only shake her head and walk away.

"Herbology class, potion class, divination class, history of magic..." Mary looked at her class schedule, and casually put it in a book in her bag, "Let's be so-so."

Compared to Mary the student and Hermione the student, Ron and Harry can only sigh at their schedule.

"You two, you have to work harder this year." Hermione looked at the two people sternly, "You can't rely on me and Mary's notes anymore!"

"My God, are you serious, Hermione?" Ron made an extremely exaggerated expression.

"Of course, this class is related to your OWLs exam and even your future employment!" Hermione's expression reminded them of Professor McGonagall.

"Speaking of employment, what do you want to do after graduating from Hogwarts?" Harry asked curiously.

"Fine, unless... being an Auror sounds cool..." Ron stammered.

"Yeah." Harry nodded in agreement.

"You want to be Aurors in the future?" Mary asked. "Then you really have to work hard this year. It's a very demanding job. What about you, Hermione?"

"I don't know." Hermione is a very serious person, even though it's just a casual chat among friends, she is really thinking seriously, "I want to do something of real value."

"for example?"

"Like..." Hermione frowned deeply, "If I can further promote the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association..."

Harry thought Hermione was the only one who could make Mary look that way.

"What about you, Mary?" Ron asked. "No, don't tell me. Let me guess. Is it the Minister of Magic?"

"Boring." Mary snorted. "Of course, power is a good thing, but you don't have to be the Minister of Magic to exercise the powers of the Minister of Magic."

"You sound dangerous, Mary," said Hermione.

"Relax, Hermione, you all know I'm just talking casually." Mary smiled.

"Well, then you must at least be going to the Ministry?" said Ron.

"Actually, I wish I could stay at Hogwarts as a professor." Mary said calmly.

Not only Ron, but even Harry and Hermione were a little taken aback. "Professor Hogwarts, are you sure, Mary?"

"Of course, this result will not change in another ten years." Mary said, "Don't you think it would be a wonderful thing to put your own ideas into a bunch of empty little brains?"

"I think what you mean is that teaching your own knowledge to students is a very fulfilling thing, right?" Hermione asked a little uneasily.

"Of course, otherwise what else would it be?" Mary smiled frankly.

"Help me hide it from Mary, will you?" Harry said to Ron and Hermione.

"Okay, of course..." Ron looked helplessly at Harry's bleeding back, "but man, we don't know how long we can keep it from you, women are so sensitive about what you keep from her It's scary, and my mother will always know what my father is hiding from her."

"If you can't keep it secret, you have to hide it." Hermione said seriously, "Can you imagine what Mary will do when she finds out about this?"

"Let me see, blowing up Umbridge's office or something? Maybe she'll give Umbridge a Cruciatus Curse."

"That's against the law, Ron!" Hermione yelled.

"Yeah, but the better I get to know Mary, the less I doubt she's capable of such things." Ron shrugged. "Well, she's going to go back and trouble Umbridge anyway, and that sounds good too. .”

"Yeah, but that old toad might well take the opportunity to get Mary out of school," said Harry.

Ron looked at Harry with a look of disgust: "Seriously, can you put half of your consideration for Mary on me and Hermione?"

I don't know if Mary didn't have the woman's intuition that Ron said or for some other reason. In short, she really didn't notice the wound on Harry's hand. When she found out, the wound had completely healed, leaving only those scars. Harry lied to her that it was his new tattoo, but unfortunately failed, and Mary really did not pursue it dubiously.

But not knowing about Harry's injury didn't stop Mary from loathing Umbridge, just because of an anti-werewolf law that Umbridge drafted two years ago, it was enough for Mary to go head-to-head with her.

Of course, Mary didn't really confront Umbridge, and in fact, even if she knew about Harry, she wouldn't really confront Umbridge in the open.Umbridge now represented the entire Ministry of Magic, and Mary had never been arrogant enough to think that she could compete with the Ministry of Magic just by herself.

But just because Harry can hide it once, doesn't mean he can hide it the second time.

"What's wrong with your tattoo, Harry?" When helping Harry with his homework, Mary sharply saw the scar on the back of Harry's hand, "It seems to be cracked?"

"Oh, is it? I just found out." Harry tried to retract his hands into his sleeves in embarrassment, but felt that this was a bit self-deprecating.

"I don't know much about healing magic." Mary frowned. "Maybe you should go to Madam Pomfrey."

"No need." Harry quickly rebuffed, "It's just a minor injury, and it will be fine in a while."

"It really doesn't look like a minor injury," said Mary, "and did I mention your scars are ugly? Are you sure you're not going to get rid of them?"

"..." Is this mocking his ugly handwriting?

Mary didn't pursue it later, and Harry thought he had escaped, but only two days later, Mary mentioned the scars again. "I've ordered some pomfret, most useful for this kind of trauma, hold out your hand, Harry."

"Uh..." Harry held out his hand hesitantly.

As you can imagine, Mary put almost a whole bottle of white cream on it and it didn't make the wounds look any better.

"..." Mary looked at those wounds silently.

"..." Harry broke out in a cold sweat.

"Is this expired?" Mary looked at the bottle suspiciously.

"Ah, maybe it is." Harry made a "really sorry" expression.

Mary narrowed her eyes. "Do you think I can't even tell if the medicine has expired?"

"no……"

"Harry, are you under some curse?"

"No."

"Who did it?"

"Umbridge," Harry replied resignedly. "When I went to detention, she made me write sentences with a quill whose ink was the blood of the user."

Hermione and Ron thought that Mary was absolutely furious, and rushed out to blow up the office without saying a word, but they waited in fear for a long time, and Mary did not respond.

"Mary?" Hermione asked tentatively. "You're not going to bother Umbridge, are you?"

"Of course, Harry, you should also be careful not to confront her all the time," said Mary.

"..." Harry couldn't tell whether he was relieved or disappointed, he had to admit that he really wanted to see Mary tearing down Umbridge's office for him.

Author has something to say: Regulus Black.

I wanted to ask your opinion, do you think Mary can use Polyjuice Potion?It is said that only humans can use that thing. Is Mary considered human?