Together [HP]

Back in their own tent, Una and James urged Jacqueline to take a shower and go to sleep.But no one could fall asleep, and Jacqueline lay in her bed, tossing and turning, a little out of her mind.Too many things happened tonight, and she wanted to figure out what happened tonight, but the clues were too complicated, and she didn't know where to start.

She sat up from the bed and walked to the desk with bare feet. She dared not turn on the light for fear that Yuna and James would find out.She wanted to write down all the noisy and disturbing scenes in her head, but she found it impossible, because there was no quill or parchment on her desk, only a book she had brought with her, about A Nimagus's book.She had read the book from cover to cover, but nothing in it was of any use to her, she already knew it.

"It's useless." She threw the thick book on the ground a little annoyed. Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the floor, otherwise she would most likely alarm others.

She sat on the carpet against the bed, hugging herself. "Why today." She asked softly. "Why am I dreaming about them? Is that really just a dream?

"Why today." Yuna and James sat opposite each other in their room, with wine glasses in front of them, but no one was in the mood to drink anymore.

"Maybe they had a few extra drinks," James said, shaking the glass in front of him, looking at the liquid in it, "so, to remind us that they're still there." He said disgustedly.

"Do you think this means that he is coming back?" Yuna asked word by word.

"I hope," James put down his glass and squeezed Yuna's hand tightly, "this is just a farce. But we both understand,"

"We must prepare for the worst." Yuna clenched her fists and pursed her lips. She looked up at James, "If necessary, I will close the castle."

"I know." James nodded, "If things get to that point, at least there is a safe place. But," he picked up the glass and touched Yuna's glass, then drained the wine that had reached room temperature Jing, enjoying the stimulation brought to him by the spirits, "Let us hope that this will not happen."

A few hours later, James knocked on the door of Jacqueline's room, and Jacqueline immediately turned over and lay on the bed.

"I'm coming in, baby." James pushed open the door and walked in.

Jacqueline opened her eyes in the most sleepy way she could think of, "Good morning, Dad."

"Good morning, baby." James leaned down to press a kiss on Jacqueline's forehead, dark circles around their eyes. "Are you ready to go back?" James stood in the middle of the room and waved his wand around. Everything in the room obediently jumped back into a large open box.

"Just put it here," James yawned secretly, and led Jacqueline downstairs, "Norm will move them back together later. Your mother went back early this morning, and she has to go back and explain what happened. What. You can't imagine if they got it from the Daily Prophet, God knows what it would say, that woman Rita Skeeter, she writes bullshit!" They came out of the tent , James used magic to put the tent away, put it in a backpack, and then handed Jacqueline a piece of cake. "Go back and have breakfast, okay, baby. I think after what happened last night, you can't wait to get out of here."

They left the camp as quickly as they could, and on the way they saw Mr. Bell standing at the door of his little stone hut.Mr. Bell, looking strange and dazed, waved them goodbye and murmured "Merry Christmas."

"He'll be all right," said James, as they strode toward the swamp, "sometimes when a man's memory is altered, he's a bit confused for a while...and they're trying to make him forget." It's such a big deal."

As they approached the place where the Portkeys were kept, they heard a great deal of clamor and eagerness; and as they advanced a little further, they found a great crowd of wizards surrounding Basil the Portkey Keeper, clamoring to get out of the camp as soon as possible. .

"This is really too bad." James shook his head. At this time, Mr. Weasley walked over to discuss with Basil in a few words, and everyone stood in the line.

"This is really terrifying." Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hermione walked up to Jacqueline and said.

"Yes." Jacqueline nodded, "Those Death Eaters."

"Oh, they," said Hermione, "I'm still thinking about Winky, the house-elf, if you remember. She doesn't deserve that. No house-elf should be treated that way."

"You're not going to say that to every wizard with a house-elf." Jacqueline yawned, and Hermione looked at her. "I didn't sleep well last night." Jacqueline explained in a low voice .

At this time James came over with an old boot.

"It's nice to see you again, Miss Granger." James nodded to Hermione, "I'm so sorry, I'm taking Jacqueline back, I can talk about anything later. Come on, Jacqueline, let's go back , before your mother came to catch us."

Jacqueline smiled at Hermione apologetically, she was not that sorry, and was even a little grateful to her father for avoiding her discussing the issue of house elves with Hermione, although this issue will definitely come back to Hogwarts. Will be talked about again.

Then she was sent home with the Portkey.

"It's really scary! Thank God you're okay." A white figure rushed over quickly, it seemed that he wanted to give Jacqueline a hug, but he couldn't do it, so he could only stand in front of Jacqueline.

"Hello, William." James nodded towards William, "Then I will hand over my daughter to you, and I have to go, Jacqueline." James looked at Jacqueline, "I think magic is now The Ministry is in a mess, and there are still some things to deal with." He lowered his voice, "People at the Ministry don't want me to reveal anything, so all I can say is, this year, you're going to have the best birthday ever Gift." He winked at Jacqueline, then disappeared.

"He's always like this." William said nonchalantly, "Come on, mom and dad are going to be scared to death, they think your mom is too understated after reading this morning's "Daily Prophet", although we all Understand what happened to that woman in Skeeter. But the Dark Mark? It was not a farce, it must have been planned, no one would just conjure it out. There was a box sent this morning Judging from Yuna's expression, I don't think it's a good thing. I don't know if the castle will be under martial law from now on, but don't worry, your mother should worry Come on, tell me, how was the game? How did Ireland win it? Not a word was written in the papers! It's a national disgrace if you ask me, who got the Snitch in the end? Was it Lynch?"

On the Sunday before returning to school, Jacqueline was still sitting on the sofa on the first floor of the North Tower as usual, reading her potion book. holding a package.

"This is your dress." Yuna signaled Noam to put the things on the table in front of Jacqueline, and then let him leave.

"My what?" Jacqueline put down the book, a little confused.

"Dress robes." Yuna said it again, "The list issued by your school says that you should prepare dress robes this year, which are robes for formal occasions."

"Why do I need this thing?" Jacqueline opened the package, and inside was a one-shoulder fishtail dragging wine red evening dress. "That's why Grandpa Bach came to measure my figure a few days ago?"

"Both Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic think that you should not be told before going to school, but because of what happened recently, I personally think it is necessary for you to know." She paused and continued, "Hogwarts is going to hold Triwizard Tournament."

"What is this? What does it have to do with me?" Jacqueline asked back.

"It's best if you think so." Yuna stood up and walked out, "James has to work tomorrow, so I'll take you to the station, I hope you get up early. If you miss the time, I won't care about you."

When Jacqueline woke up the next morning, it was still gray outside.She got up and went to the window. The sun was just rising and hadn't quite broken through the clouds.She went into the walk-in closet, picked out a white long-sleeve and jeans, and finally tucked the wand into the sleeve.She looked around, picked up the diary from the desk, stuffed it into her schoolbag, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

She thought she got up early, but when she walked to the restaurant on the second floor, Yuna was already sitting there drinking black tea and eating toast.

"You'd better hurry up." Yuna said calmly, while flipping through the newspaper at hand, Jacqueline hurriedly put scrambled eggs and a few small sausages into her mouth, and stood up from the table with a clatter.

"Let's go." Yuna picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth, then took out her own handkerchief and handed it over. Jacqueline took it and wiped her mouth in embarrassment, and followed Yuna out.

A white car was parked outside the gate of the castle, and Yuna was directing Jacqueline's box to jump out of her room and then get into the car.

When their car entered London, it was already pouring rain.Yuna looked at the heavy rain outside, and Jacqueline looked at her expectantly.Wish she could walk herself into the parking lot.

Yuna handed over Jacqueline's ticket with a blank expression, "Hurry up, or you'll miss the train."

Jacqueline reluctantly opened the car door and walked into the station against the heavy rain, like a drowned rat.

Boarding the Hogwarts Express is very easy, provided you know how to get in.You need to go straight through the seemingly solid wall that separates platforms 9 and 10.The only thing you need to be careful of is to make it invisible, so as not to attract the attention of Muggles.

When Jacqueline passed through the other side of the wall, the Hogwarts Express had stopped there. It was a crimson steam locomotive that was emitting billows of smoke. Looking through the smoke , the platform was empty.

"I must have come early again." Jacqueline let out a breath from her nose helplessly, she shook her head like a big dog, shaking off the water droplets from her hair, now her clothes are wet Can squeeze out a basin of water.She glanced at her pocket watch, it was only after eight o'clock, she shook her head and got on the train.He casually found a carriage and lay down on the seat with his eyes closed.

"Looks like you're early again." Pansy pushed open the door and smiled at Jacqueline, who was lying on the seat. Uranus, who was following her, looked much thinner than at the end of last semester, and stepped back. With a kick, she went straight to Jacqueline's side, and stretched out her chubby paws to flip through Jacqueline's schoolbag.

"Hey." Pansy yelled in dissatisfaction, grabbed it by the neck and threw it on the opposite sofa, "I will definitely not let you feed it at will this year, if you get fatter, you will have to roll away. In other words Come back." Pansy sat across from Jacqueline when the engine pistons hissed loudly and the train started.

"It seems that you have finally grown up. I just walked past it for the first time and didn't recognize it."

"I've never worried about this matter." Jacqueline shrugged, took out a few pieces of fried bread from her school bag, and took a bite with satisfaction, "My mother didn't even let me have a full breakfast this morning. By the way, Have you heard? This year the school will hold..."

A slow voice that was not very clear came from beside them.

"...did you know, father... I sent to Durmstrang. He knew the headmaster of that school. Ugh... that man likes mudbloods so much, Durmstrang...bottom three But my mother didn't want to... Father said Durmstrang's take on the dark arts was...much more reasonable. Durmstrang's students... the black arts, unlike us, learn What……"

Pansy and Jacqueline glanced at each other, "It seems that Mr. Malfoy wants to send Drake to Durmstrang?" Jacqueline said while eating fried bread, "It's so cold in that place If he really goes to that place, he has to be careful, the duel there is legal, maybe he gets angry and someone gets killed."

"I've heard about it," Pansy nodded. "The Malfoy family has really considered this matter seriously, not to mention that Durmstrang's headmaster was... used to be..." Pansy said looked at Jacqueline.

Jacqueline snorted coldly, looked out the window and stopped talking.

The train kept going north, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.The sky was dark and the windows were covered with moisture, so the lanterns were lit in broad daylight.

In the afternoon, the carriage next to them was very lively. There were many people walking around in it, including Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, and Neville Longbottom.Where are they discussing things about Quidditch loudly.

"It looks like the carriage next to us belongs to Gryffindor." Pansy raised an eyebrow, "Want to guess who it could be?"

"Hermione, Weasley, and Potter." Jacqueline pulled herself together, lying on the car seat with her eyes squinted. "By the way, where's the food cart?" Jacqueline scratched her head, "I'm almost starving to death, why hasn't she come over yet?"

"Didn't you just finish eating fried bread?" Pansy said, nestling in her chair.

"It's all in the morning." Jacqueline took out her pocket watch from her pocket. "It's three o'clock now," she sat up in the car seat, "Come on, Pansy, let's go and see, she Where did it go?"

Before Pansy could react, Uranus jumped to the ground first and followed Jacqueline, as if he knew they were going out to find food.

"I really envy you." Pansy sighed, and opened the door of the car, "But I've been losing weight recently, just to be able to wear the damn gown my dad prepared for me. He doesn't understand fashion at all!"

"You can also choose not to go to that prom, anyway I guess it's just..."

"Could it be that you don't know?" When they walked out of the cubicle, instead of seeing the witch pushing the cart, they saw Draco Malfoy standing in front of the workshop next to them, with Crabbe and Goyle standing behind them, looking menacing. The two of them seem to have grown another foot this summer.

Malfoy was happily saying to Weasley in the cubicle, "Your father and your brother both work in the Ministry of Magic, how could you not know? My God, my father told me a long time ago... Listen Conline? Fudge said. Anyway, Dad's contacts are high-level figures in the Ministry of Magic... Probably your father is too low-ranking to have a right to know, Weasley... Yes, that's right... They probably never worked with him Talking about important topics in front of you..."

"Maybe Gryffindor finally feels the need to obey the rules sometimes and bring a little mystery to his children." Jacqueline yawned and said, "You see that witch with a cart going to Where is it? I'm hungry."

"Good afternoon, Jacqueline." Hermione raised her head and smiled at her. "She passed by our door in the morning. Didn't you see it when you fell asleep?" She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to her. Going over, "You seem to have syrup on your lips."

"If Weasley had the right to know these topics, he wouldn't have to dress like this to go to the dance." Malfoy laughed again, gesturing to Crabbe and Goyle, and the three disappeared together.

"That's too bad." Jacqueline touched her mouth with a handkerchief at the door of the compartment, and glanced at Ron's dress that was thrown on the seat, "Why didn't we see her. Jacqueline said depressingly, "It made me wait all afternoon in vain. Come on, Pansy, I'll treat you to what you want to eat. Oh, and you, Uranus."

"So what the hell is it!" Ron stood up and said loudly, "You all seem to know it, only we are kept in the dark."

"I guess you'll find out at night at most, it's not a big deal." Jacqueline shrugged and pulled Pansy away.

Ron stood up and slammed the cubicle door so hard that the glass shattered.

"Ron!" Hermione scolded.She pulled out her wand and said in a low voice: "Restore as before!" The pieces of broken glass automatically joined together into a complete piece of glass and returned to the door frame.

"What's going to happen at Hogwarts?" Pansy asked, following behind Jacqueline, "Why did you and Malfoy both receive the news?"

"You can't get any news about your family?" Jacqueline asked with a smile. They turned a corner and saw the witch pushing the cart. Jacqueline hurried over and bought a lot of Starfire milk sticks, and Crucible pie.

"We have heard that something important will happen in the school, but we can't find out any news. It seems that the headmaster and the Ministry of Magic are determined to hide it from us this time."

"After all, it's been off for a long time," Jacqueline and Pansy said as they walked back to their cubicle. "I don't think the headmaster will let others spread the word until it's fully done."

"So you won't tell me?" Walking back to her cubicle, Pansy stretched her legs and lay down on the seat. Uranus let out a soft cry and jumped onto Jacqueline's lap.Meow meow straight call. "You can't feed it too much, or it will be a waste of summer vacation.

"It's not too fat to move." Jacqueline scratched Uranus' chin, and Uranus let out a contented cry, gently licking the star milk candy that Jacqueline handed to it.

"It's so fat it just eats." Pansy snorted angrily, trimming her nails, "I don't know whose pet it is."

Jacqueline just raised her eyebrows and continued to tease Uranus.

"So you really won't tell me at all? About what our principal tried his best to hide?" When the sky began to darken, Pansy finally couldn't sit still. "A little bit, at least let me have a mental preparation."

"This matter has nothing to do with you or me." Jacqueline put down the Uranus in her hand and looked at the sky outside, "Besides, this matter is very dangerous, and none of the participants is not injured. As for the dead..."

"Okay, stop." Pan Xi directly covered her ears with her hand, "You don't need to go on, I don't want to know."

Jacqueline smiled at her, "I'm going to change my robe, are you going?"