[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

"Can you believe it? Dumbledore asked Snape to give me some kind of Occlumency!" Harry said to Mary with a broken face.

"It's conceivable, Harry, that you really should learn Occlumency, but let Snape teach you... Was Dumbledore chosen by lottery?" Although Mary knew that Snape was definitely good at Occlumency However, it is still necessary to speak to Harry appropriately at this time.

"Merlin's beard knows! Anyone can be, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, anyone who is not Snape."

"Believe me, Snape is better than Umbridge or Trelawney," said Mary pertinently.

"None of the three of them is better than the other." Harry muttered, "I mean, I know Dumbledore doesn't want Voldemort to get into my brain again, but it's not completely useless, is it? This time I It was thanks to this that Mr Weasley's life was saved."

"Yes, but you see, although we don't know the extent of the connection between you and Voldemort, it is impossible for Voldemort to not feel the connection between you at all. If he is aware of this connection, he Maybe he will deliberately do some things to mislead you, for example, he will think of some pictures of torturing Hermione, Ron or Sirius and Lupine with the Cruciatus Curse, and Harry will think that it is true So you don’t listen to anyone who is impulsive, and obediently jump into the trap that Voldemort has prepared for you alone or with some people who are worried about you, right?”

"..." I have to say that Harry would seriously consider what Mary said, but if Snape said it, the effect would be completely different.

"But what if it's true?"

"I have to say, if the same situation still exists, then it is quite possible that it is true, and Voldemort may actually do something like attack Wes in order to make you rely on what you see in your mind. Lay kind of thing. So, I just have one word of advice, Harry." Mary's dark eyes flickered in the mirror, and Harry suddenly felt like he had never missed her and wanted to see her more than he did now, even though they had to see her every day. Spend at least an hour on the two-way mirror.

"...do you understand, Harry?"

"Huh? Yes, I understand." Harry came back to his senses and hurriedly replied, although he was actually distracted just now.

"Really? I hope you're not trying to put me off, you—" Mary narrowed her eyes suspiciously, but she seemed to be suddenly distracted by something else, and her eyes suddenly moved away, "I suddenly have something to do, turn around Let's talk again, bye, Harry." After saying this, she hastily cut off the contact.

"Hello? Hello? Mary?" Harry called a few times, but there was no movement, and he could only give up resentfully.

"Mary, let's go." Draco came over, finished speaking succinctly, turned around and left, not even planning to stop for a while to wait for Mary.

"Understood." Mary jumped up from the carpet and trotted a few steps to catch up with Draco.Alas, these curmudgeonly young masters.

"What's the matter?" Mary put away all her expressions and asked Draco in a low voice.

"I don't know." Draco replied coldly.

What could be the matter?It's just the daily lectures of the Death Eaters and the report of the situation, but this is definitely the most tormented moment for everyone except Voldemort, especially Lucius, he still doesn't seem to find a clue about the prophecy ball, Voldemort very unhappy.

"Tell me, why is there a connection between Harry and Voldemort? Tom and I are Voldemort's horcruxes, but I don't seem to have any ideological connection with Voldemort other than my killing intent towards Harry." In the evening, Mary, Ernest and Tom were sitting on the sofa chatting, although "Pride and Prejudice" was playing on TV, but no one seemed to really pay attention to it except Camille.

"Potter is still happy to fall in love with you when there is such a connection, what a sensitive little fool." Tom sarcastically.

"Shut up if you don't have any constructive comments." Mary also said bluntly.

"Maybe if you are lucky enough to not die from the Avada Kedavra curse, you will establish this connection with the caster?" Camille said, her eyes still fixed on Colin Firth.

"It's a very reasonable guess, and I can't find any arguments against it," Mary said.

"Oh, little Mary, do you know that you and Tom have almost the same way of satirizing people?" Camille finally took a sad look at Mary.

"Is that any wonder?" asked Tom.

"But it's not impossible, is it? After all, the boy was the only one who recovered his life from Avada Kedavra for so many years."

"But it doesn't make sense theoretically." Mary frowned.

"Theory? Are you a Ravenclaw?" said Tom.

"To shut up!"

"I wonder," Ernest said suddenly when Mary and Tom were about to pinch each other, "could Harry Potter be Voldemort's Horcrux too?"

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

"Hahahaha!" Camille and Tom couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha! Did I make so many horcruxes later? Any random person is my horcrux?" Tom laughed and collapsed on the sofa.

"Pfft, in this way, we have already lived in three Voldemorts in this house." Camille laughed out of tears.

But Mary didn't smile, her face was very serious. "Although my alchemy has not yet reached the level of my grandfather, I still can't tell the difference between real people and artificial people, Ernest."

"No, I think Harry is indeed a real person." Ernest didn't look like he was joking either, "Like Camille said, Harry Potter survived Avada Kedavra Not only that, but he also bounced that spell back to artificially man Voldemort, which seriously injured him."

"Yeah." Mary motioned for him to continue.

"Maybe on that day, Voldemort's soul was shattered again? Although the Horcruxes he made would not be everywhere in the street, I think there will be a lot. In that case, his soul must be very unstable. It's also possible that it could be broken. So I thought, maybe a piece of his soul is attached to Harry Potter."

There was another silence, and then Tom said: "All I can say is that your statement is well-founded, but if it is true, your brain power is too strong."

"Is this just conjecture?" Mary asked softly.

"...of course," Ernest replied, "but if it's true, what are you going to do?"

"If what you said is true," Mary frowned, "I have to find a way to peel off the soul without harming the carrier."

"I don't think so." Tom replied, and his expression became serious, "I did a lot of research to make Horcruxes in order to split the soul, and I tried to minimize the damage to myself, but—— "He curled his lips, "You have also seen what the main soul looks like now. What's more, the Horcrux is extremely difficult to destroy. There is no other way to destroy it except the basilisk's fangs, but if you use the fangs to stab Potter ..."

"He's already been stabbed, in the second grade, have you forgotten?" Ernest reminded, "But there doesn't seem to be any obvious reaction."

"There are only two possibilities." Tom continued, "First, your guess is wrong, Potter is not a Horcrux at all. Second, for this kind of living Horcrux, just being injured is not enough, He must be completely killed."

"..." Ernest and Tom looked at Mary together.

"Tsk, it's so troublesome!" Mary's face was gloomy, not as depressed as those two people thought, "It's all your fault!" She looked at Tom, "What are you doing for a Horcrux?!"

"What? You blame me?! If I hadn't made a Horcrux, would you have met Potter?" Tom was extremely unconvinced.

"Cut!" Mary clicked her tongue again, "I'm going back to school tomorrow, so go to bed early. I'm going to wash up first." She turned and went upstairs.

Tom and Ernest exchanged glances, and then went upstairs as well.

"Huh? Wait a minute? Don't you guys watch "Pride and Prejudice" with me? My Mr. Darcy!" Only Camille continued to watch TV in the living room indignantly.

Although Mary had joked about Harry's vacation syndrome, the start of school didn't make Harry feel any better.Bad news kept coming: ten Death Eaters escaped from Azkaban, and a member of the Ministry of Magic was murdered. Umbridge still remembered that Hagrid should stay for observation, and he himself had to follow Snape to learn how to be damned Occlumency.Aside from seeing Mary again, the start of the new term doesn't seem to be anything to cheer about... no, there's one thing to say.

It happened after the breakout from Azkaban, and the teachers kept whispering about it in the hallways, no way, they couldn't discuss it in the teachers' common room because Umbridge was there.

But on the second day, Umbridge introduced a new rule: teachers are forbidden to provide students with things that have nothing to do with their teaching subjects-as if some teacher wanted to loudly announce that the Death Eaters had defected to Voldemort It's like shouting twenty times in the whole school.

This new law caused much jokes among the students, and the Weasley brothers' good friend Lee Jordan even suggested to Umbridge that she could not interfere with their playing crackle and blast under the new law, because it had nothing to do with Defense Against the Dark Arts.

As can be imagined, Lee was put into confinement by Umbridge.

Because of Harry, Gryffindor knew what it was like to be locked up by Umbridge, but they couldn't do anything except curse Umbridge for being a crazy woman.

But the ending was beyond everyone's expectations.

Less than 10 minutes after he went to Umbridge's office, Lee ran back to the Gryffindor lounge, collapsed on the sofa and laughed wildly, unable to stop!

"So, what's going on?" asked Fred, rolling his eyes, when the Weasley brothers finally broke in after Lee had been laughing for ten minutes.

"Oh, it's just too... so exciting, haha!"

The twins exchanged a terrified look.

"Lee, we know—"

"You never had a girlfriend—"

"But Umbridge—"

"Stop it!" Li finally stopped, as if he was about to be disgusted by Brother Weasley's words.

"So what's the matter?"

"Hmph, that old Umbridge monster." Lee shook his head. "As soon as I got there, she gave me a quill to copy sentences. It was the quill he let Harry use."

"But your hand looks fine." Ron said, looking at the back of Li's hand.

"Yeah, let me continue. Although I knew what was going to happen, I couldn't help it. I thought: I will die, and I will be a good man in 20 years! I was about to start writing sentences, but my pen tip just touched Parchment, guess what?"

"I don't know, stop being secretive and keep talking!" George urged.

"I just wrote a small stroke, and before I finished writing a single letter, Umbridge screamed, and that scream was as lethal as a mandrake."

"Have you ever heard the mandrake cry?" Hermione asked.

"Come on, Hermione, that's just a metaphor, and then?" Ron waited impatiently for the next sentence.

"I didn't understand what was going on at the time, thought she had bumped into something, and was going to keep writing, but Umbridge started screaming again."

"Could it be..." Harry had some vague guesses.

"I don't know what's wrong with Umbridge's quill. The pen was supposed to use the user's blood, but the pen seems to be made of Umbridge's own blood, so..." Li said again Buried on the sofa and laughing, it seemed that he was overjoyed when he thought of Umbridge's appearance at that time.

George and Fred looked at each other: "I really regret that I didn't do something to let her put me in confinement, brother."

"Me too."

"But what do you think of Umbridge's quill?"

"I don't know. Although she has always dressed in a way that fits her status as an old girl, her tormenting spells are really amazing. I don't know what's going on this time."

"It's Mary." On the other side, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were discussing quietly in a corner where no one was around, "Do you remember? She said that if Umbridge dared to be locked up again, she would Give her a present."

"That's pretty cool!" said Ron, almost in awe. "How did she do it?"

"I don't know, I think she probably cast a conversion spell on Umbridge's quill, but it is really difficult to make it like this. How can she let the quill tell who is writing? What if the user What about Umbridge himself?" Hermione was also puzzled.

"In short, it's really satisfying. I dare say that Umbridge will never dare to put anyone in confinement again in a short time."

"I don't know," said Hermione worriedly. "She must have had more than punishment for writing sentences."

"Don't spoil it, Hermione. Maybe Mary put conversion spells on everything in Umbridge," said Ron excitedly.

"It's a big project, but..." Hermione paused, "I can't deny the possibility."

Author has something to say: Kingsley Shacklebolt