[HP] The Seven Deadly Sins

Harry preferred spending time with Moody to Ron and Hermione more and more.The two seemed to be whispering about him all the time, and Harry imagined they must be very disappointed at the lack of progress.

As if following him to find a Horcrux should be as simple as an amusement park treasure hunt, he thought angrily.

Compared with Ron and Hermione, Moody seemed to be more calm, his confidence in Harry never seemed to diminish - at least on the surface, and what made Harry even more happy was that Moody took his opinion very seriously. .For example, now that they don't know how to destroy the Horcruxes, Harry and the others are trying to find other Horcruxes. Harry has thought about many places, but still thinks that Hogwarts is the most likely place.

But Hermione and Ron never took his idea seriously. They felt that if there were Horcruxes at Hogwarts, Dumbledore could not have discovered them.

In such a contrast, Harry had to be closer to Moody.Moody would always listen carefully to Harry's ideas and give his own suggestions, and to Harry's surprise, Moody very much agreed with Harry's idea that there were Horcruxes left at Hogwarts.

"Don't disobey Ron and Hermione, but trust your own judgment," Moody said. "You know, you are the one who knows the mysterious person best among the three of you."

But even if Moody could make Harry feel a little better, it wouldn't change the fact that everything they were doing now looked like a waste of effort.The food that Moody brought each time was only a few days' worth for the four of them. Most of the time they had to find food by themselves. Hermione was the cook, but to be honest, her cooking was really average.

"What's this?" Ron asked, frowning, looking at the charred and dusty things on his plate.

"Fish." Hermione replied sternly.

"Disgusting," said Ron curtly.

"Then you do it next time!" Hermione jumped up as if she had been stabbed, "You sit there every day and don't do anything, but complain and complain!"

"It's as if you guys did something!" Ron yelled, "All you did was make those few fish into something that might not be eaten raw! You think you made it A lot?"

"Ron!" Harry shouted.

"You don't talk, Harry." Hermione was flushed, obviously angry.

"Okay, Ron, and Hermione." Moody tapped his cane on the ground impatiently. "Stop your pointless bickering. It won't help us. If Ron you think I can't get used to Hermione's food. I can help cook in the future, or bring more food back every time. But I hope you know that we are not on an outing. Do you expect us to destroy all souls before Christmas? device?"

"But I thought at least we knew what we were going to do," said Ron loudly.

Out of awe of Moody himself, Ron always spoke politely to Moody as if he were a respectable elder. His behavior like this is enough to show that he has lost his mind.

For a split second Moody's eyes narrowed, and the expression was so familiar that Harry had a rather strange illusion for a split second.

"Oh, you think we should get enough hints, and then just follow those hints step by step to be successful? What do you think this is? Chamber of Secrets adventure?" Moody's magic eyes rolled quickly, "I can't stand now Get out of this life! We don't need a guy who does nothing!"

"Professor Moody!" Hermione didn't expect this to happen, and looked at Moody in horror.

"I know the current situation is difficult." Moody snorted coldly, "We basically have no contact with the outside world, lack of food, and no news of other Horcruxes, but I have to say, this kind of life may last for a long time A period of time, a year, two years, even ten or eight years. Maybe some of us will sacrifice, and then will you hold back, or succumb to grief? You really think it can't be worse than it is now, Luo Nader Weasley?"

Ron was a little wilted: "I just hope we can do something really meaningful."

"You think what we're doing is meaningless?" Moody asked him back. "As long as we continue to fight him, then what we're doing will always be meaningful. Take a step back and say, if you leave now, you What meaningful things can you do? Do you think it is more meaningful to be with your family for a while than to defeat the mysterious person and create a truly peaceful world for them?"

Ron opened his mouth and covered his face in despair: "I really miss them." He said sadly.

"We all miss them," Moody said.

Harry and Hermione watched, dumbfounded, as Moody and Ron began to reminisce about life at the Burrow as if nothing had happened, and the scene was heartwarming.

"Isn't this just a stick and a sweet date?" Hermione said dumbfounded.

"This trick works best against Ron." Harry smiled.

"That's right, so the person who was able to control Ron the most in the past was Ma--" Hermione stopped suddenly and looked at Harry in embarrassment.

Harry said nothing.

After the quarrel that almost caused Ron to leave this time, the relationship between the four of them was very harmonious for a period of time. Of course, it was also because of Moody's cooking.

"I can't believe it!" Ron said with the bulging fried bean sprouts in his mouth, "Ah, I feel like I'm alive again."

Hermione fiddled with the food on her plate, seemingly devastated.

"Just cook it a few more times." Moody comforted Hermione, "Because I've always lived alone, I often cook by myself."

In fact, the taste of Moody's cooking was far inferior to Mrs. Weasley's, but after eating boiled mushrooms for nearly four months, it was no different from mountain delicacies to Ron and the others.

But such days did not last for a long time, and soon, the loneliness of isolation from the outside world surrounded them again, and looking at the Marauder's Map became their only entertainment.

Ron looked at Lavender in a daze, Hermione followed Draco around in Slytherin, and Harry...

"Who are you looking for, Harry?" Moody asked casually, noticing Harry's eyes wandering across the map.

"A lot of people." Harry pointed to the headmaster's office, "Snape." Then to the teachers' office, "Professor McGonagall." Then the Slytherin common room, "Draco Malfoy." Lavin Crowe, "Luna," Gryffindor, "Neville, Seamus, Parvati, Lavender..." finally stopped at Ginny Weasley, "And, Ginny... "

Moody looked at Harry meaningfully: "Ginny is a very pretty girl."

"Yes." Harry nodded in agreement.

Moody raised his eyebrows: "You like her?"

"Yes." Harry nodded without hesitation.

"..." Moody paused, "Oh, what about LeMay?"

"She's dead, isn't she?" said Harry, blinking.

"Yes, we should always look forward." Moody sighed and nodded. "I'm glad you can come out of this shadow."

"Thank you, Professor Moody." Harry nodded, looking back at Ginny's dot.

Moody was silent for another two or three seconds, then stood up. "I'll go out and have a look around."

After Moody turned around, Harry watched him walk out of the tent, and as soon as he turned around, he met the incredible faces of Ron and Hermione.

"What the hell are you doing?" Hermione asked.

"You really like Ginny?" Ron asked.

"Of course." Harry raised the corner of his mouth, "And I like you too."

Ron had a constipated look on his face.

"I also like Hermione, George and Fred, Mr and Mrs Weasley, Bill and Fleur..."

"Then why are you saying it so easily misunderstood!" Ron said dissatisfied, "Forget it, anyway, just don't say that in front of Ginny."

"Of course." Harry replied briskly.

"And can you move your hand away? You get in the way of pull-pull."

"... la-la?"

"It's Lavender." Hermione rolled her eyes, "The two of them wished they could get tired of being together every day last year, calling each other pull-pull~~, Luo-luo~~."

This time, Harry looked constipated. He imagined himself calling Mary "Ma-Ma" sweetly, and felt that he would definitely be drawn to Northern Ireland by Mary.

"Come out!" Moody's voice suddenly came from outside the tent.

"What's wrong?" Harry and the others hurried out.

As soon as they went out, they were blinded by a strong silver light. They hadn't seen such a bright light for a long time.

The silver light passed through layers of bushes and approached them silently. Hermione and Ron could not help but grasp their wands tightly.

Finally, a silver-white doe slowly came out from behind a tree. She was as beautiful as moonlight, with big eyes and long eyelashes, and she looked at Harry and the others quietly for a long time. time.

Then she turned around and walked away.

"What do we do?" Ron asked nervously.

"Follow," said Moody decisively.

"But what if it's a trap..." Hermione hesitated.

"Impossible, there really is no one among the Death Eaters who can summon a Patronus." Moody said, "But to be on the safe side, just the two of us can go there, Ron, you and I—"

"I'll come with you," said Harry.

Moody's already distorted face twisted strangely, but he still acquiesced.

They followed the doe until they came to the edge of a frozen pond, where the doe stopped, looked back at them again, and disappeared.

"What are we going to do?" Harry shuddered a little at the sudden darkness, but he regained his composure and gripped his wand tightly.

"Watch," Moody said succinctly.

They soon found what the Patronus master wanted them to find - the Gryffindor sword, which lay at the bottom of the lake.

Harry let out an exclamation, while looking around, of course, he didn't see anyone.

Moody clicked his tongue a little.

That bastard Severus put his sword under the lake!

"So, it looks like one of us has to go into the water to get the sword up." After trying various methods but failing to make the sword fly up by itself, Moody looked tentatively at Harry, "I—"

"I'm going down," said Harry.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you, son," Moody agreed with great ease.In fact, he never intended to go down by himself. "I'll watch for you, so don't worry about someone attacking at this time."

It went smoothly, although Harry felt like he was freezing to death.

As soon as he landed, Moody handed him a small flame in a bottle.

"Thanks." Harry's teeth were chattering.

"Just use the Warmth Charm after you warm up." Moody said casually.

"Okay, um, what's the warming spell?"

"What?" Moody looked at him in surprise, "You don't know how to use the Warming Charm? I remember this spell was very popular when I was in school. Although it was very warm in Hogwarts Castle, but when I went to Herbalism class... ’ He shook his head.

"I usually just wear a scarf and gloves..." Then Mary would cast him a dozen warming spells.

"Well, anyway, now we can destroy this thing." Moody took the locket, which was now vibrating, from his neck.

The author has something to say: Because the author is a senior in high school, this article will be updated every week after the winter vacation, sorry everyone

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