[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

Mary didn't really get along well with Snape in the end, Draco was determined to get her attention away.

"What do you think I should do?" he whispered to Mary. "You know the mission he gave me, don't you?"

"Bring our 'friend' into Hogwarts, and get rid of the nasty bees, right?" Mary temporarily withdrew her vicious stare at Harry, and seriously talked about what Voldemort told Draco matter.

"Yes, but I can't really let them in."

"Of course you want to let them in." Mary looked at him in surprise, "Malfoy has already failed once, I didn't save your father from Azkaban to let you in again."

"What?" Draco was more surprised than Mary. "Are you crazy? Do you know what they're going to do? Massacre, without a doubt."

"Snape will tell Dumbledore about it, and leave it to him. If there is no other way, necessary sacrifices are inevitable. You can concentrate on repairing your disappearing cabinet."

Draco's face turned a little pale.

"Our hands are not destined to be clean, because we will not sacrifice ourselves for others like Gryffindor." Mary glanced at Draco out of the corner of her eye, "You are lucky, Draco, you don't have to kill with your own hands." , Dumbledore will end up with me or Snape."

"You?" Draco glanced at Mary unexpectedly, "How could you say such a thing so easily? That's... murder." He lowered his voice.

"Actually, it's nothing, just a word." Mary shrugged.

Draco fell silent and said nothing more.

Although Mary seemed determined to bring a male companion to Slughorn's next party, for some reason Slughorn hadn't held a party since Christmas until March, she could only Give it up for now.

The Apparition class, which excited many people, didn't interest Mary much. She felt that it was a waste of time to spend an hour a week pretending that she didn't know a magic that she could use freely. A week later, she finally proved to the professors that she had fully mastered apparation and applied not to come to practice in the future, and walked out calmly under the awe-inspiring eyes of the entire auditorium.

Draco knew that Mary's temper was getting worse and worse because of the relationship between Harry and Cho. Although she was restrained on the surface, if she was really in a good mood, she would help him fix the disappearing cabinet within 10 minutes. Instead of letting him worry about that broken cabinet alone.

"Just to practice your spells and Transfiguration," said Mary impatiently.

Time passed quickly, and summer came in a blink of an eye, and Mary received a note from Hagrid.

"He wrote me a note?" Mary frowned and handed the crumpled note to Draco in disgust, "What did he say?"

"His acromantula, Aragog, died, and he invited you to the funeral." Draco looked at it and said succinctly.

"Acromantula? It's finally dead." Mary snorted coldly. Of course she knew that Hagrid had started raising that thing when Tom was in Hogwarts. "But why did he invite me? Is he on good terms?"

"After all you're the only sixth grader taking his class this semester aren't you?" Draco shrugged.

"Stupid." Mary sneered.

"Oh." Draco sighed, "Of course you won't go, he must have invited Harry and the others, and it would be embarrassing for you to run into them now."

Mary was silent for a while: "No, I'll go."

"What what? Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Harry and the others won't go." Mary said affirmatively, "They don't like Aragog, and if they find a reason, they will definitely reject it."

Draco couldn't refute, after all, he and Harry were almost cut to pieces by the Acantara, and he wouldn't go if it was him.

So when Mary saw that Harry actually came to Aragog's funeral, the expression on her face was so wonderful and wonderful.

"Hi, Mary." Harry greeted her with a smile and chatted with Hagrid, ignoring Mary, as if Mary couldn't influence him at all.Mary's stomach convulsed uncomfortably when she realized this.

Mary sat in the corner with a piece of rock cake, neither eating nor not eating.She was seldom embarrassed like this. Normally, she was free to participate in any conversation, but tonight her tongue seemed to be stuck on her upper gum, and she couldn't utter a word.

"I didn't expect you to come back, Mary." After a while, Harry seemed to finally notice Mary, and said briskly to Mary, "You and Hagrid are on good terms now."

"..." Mary opened her mouth but was powerless to refute. She thought that no one would come, so she ran out of her mind and planned to accompany that stupid Hagrid, but it turned out to be completely self-indulgent.

"Yeah, Flamel is the most enthusiastic student I've ever met in the protection of magical creatures class. Even Harry is far behind you." Hagrid rubbed his eyes and smiled at Mary.

Mary felt terrible pain all over her body.She was supposed to have a hostile relationship with the two people in front of her, but now she seemed to have a close relationship with them. This made her feel uneasy and frustrated like never before, and it seemed that her plan was completely disrupted.

"I'm going back." She put down the rock cake in her hand pretending to be calm, lowered her head and wanted to walk out quickly, she had had enough.

But as soon as she reached the door, she was stopped by Slughorn who had just arrived.

"Are you also here to attend his funeral?" Slughorn looked at Mary in surprise, and then continued on his own, "Well, although students are not supposed to leave the castle at this time, the only exception is today , Mary." He blinked, trying to make Mary relax.

Mary went back to her seat stiffly and sat down.

After burying Aragog, Mary, Harry, and Hagrid returned to the cabin and continued to work hard to reduce their sense of existence.

But Slughorn was very dissatisfied with this: "You are not so quiet at my party, Mary." He said, pouring Mary a full glass of wine, "Although you are underage, today is a Special day. Go ahead and do it."

Mary was at a loss holding the wine glass.Voldemort's alcohol capacity is not bad, and it can even be said to be good, but she is different. As an artificial human, she is very immune to alcohol, and it is not too much to describe it as a glass.

She pursed her lips and looked at Harry secretly, coincidentally meeting his gaze, Harry smiled at her, raised his glass and took a long sip.Mary gritted her teeth and took a sip too.

The wine tasted good, but just after taking a sip, Mary felt dizzy for a while, and when she finally recovered, the wine glass in front of her was refilled.

"..."

After a long time, Mary felt that it had been almost a century. She felt her face was steaming, her eyes were blurred, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

At this time, Harry had obtained Slughorn's memory, and the effect of Felicia began to weaken, and the feeling of extreme confidence slowly disappeared. He looked at Mary.

"Mary?"

"..." Mary looked at him dully.

It seemed that he was very drunk, Harry sighed, feeling a little guilty, just now Felix Elixir told him not to drink alcohol, so he just pretended to take a sip, and Mary didn't realize that he was pretending to be lucky.

"I'll take you home." He approached Mary, trying to help her up.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Mary laughed suddenly, startling Harry.

"Mary?"

"Hahahahahahahaha!" Mary laughed so hard that she slid off the chair and lay down on the floor.

"..." Harry looked at Mary with shame and couldn't stop laughing at all. In his memory, it was the first time for Mary to laugh like this. Normally, being able to smile is already very flattering to you.

"Hey, we have to go back, get up from the ground." Harry coaxed nicely, bending down to pull Mary up.

"Don't steal it from me!" Mary's laughter stopped abruptly, she opened Harry's hand, and said, "It's mine!"

"Huh?" Harry was confused.

"This is mine." Mary patted the floor on the left, "This is mine too!" Then she patted the right, "This is all mine!" She stretched out her arms and drew a circle, "You mustn't grab me!" !"

"Yes, yes, it's all yours." Even though she was drunk, her domineering didn't diminish at all.

"You! Mine too!"

"Okay, I'm yours too. Let's get up from the floor first." Harry replied helplessly.

"No! I'm going to sleep here tonight, whoever stops me, I'm in a hurry! Believe it or not, I've got you!"

"..." Mary must not be allowed to drink in the future.

After the initial stage of drunken madness passed, Mary finally calmed down, sitting on a small bench and shaking her feet, obediently like a doll.

Sweating and exhausted, Harry looked at the three drunks in the room dumbfounded and regretted not taking an extra sip of Felix Elixir.

"Mary?" he called.

"Huh?" Mary looked at him with a smile.

"Let's go back."

"No. Uncle, don't you know? It's not safe outside at night, there are scary big bad wolves."

The big bad wolf is not as scary as you.

"Uncle, why do you want to go back? Isn't it good here?" Mary blinked her big watery eyes.

"Ah, because of uncle... Bah, who is uncle, I'm younger than you, okay?!"

"why?"

"Because I haven't previewed Potions class for tomorrow." Harry nonsense, "I still don't understand Gobalot's third law."

"Gobalot's third law, that is, the antidote of a mixed poison is greater than the sum of the antidote of each individual component, that is..." Mary put away her smile, and quickly explained Gobalot's third law to the machine gun .

"..."

"Do you understand, Uncle?" She smiled again.

This unscientific!Does this mean that Mary can write better papers than him even when she is drunk?

"What are the three D's of Apparation?"

"Purpose, determination, equanimity. But actually ignore them, no one thinks about these three words every time they apparate."

"What department is on the second basement floor of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including Misuse of Magic, Misuse of Muggle Artifacts, Auror Command and the Wizengamot."

"What is a Horcrux?" Harry asked casually.

"A Horcrux refers to an object that contains part of a person's soul. It is based on the premise of murdering others. It is regarded as an extremely evil black magic. Currently, only one person is known to have successfully produced it, and that is Voldemort."

I'll go, you know that too!There is no relevant introduction in the restricted area!Harry almost jumped up.

Does this mean that whatever questions you ask Mary now, she will tell you without reservation?

"Are you for Dumbledore or Voldemort?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"I, I..." Mary breathed quickly, "I am a Death Eater. I will always support and follow the Lord Dark Lord. We are proud of our pure blood. Mudbloods and half-blood wizards are not worthy of learning magic at all, and should be eliminated. .Hogwarts has only one house, Slytherin."

Harry's heart sank.

"But……"

Harry glanced at Mary, horrified to see her eyes filled with tears.

"But don't believe these words, okay?"

"Well, I don't believe it."

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