Together [HP]

For the next two weeks, Hermione didn't bother Jacqueline with the house elves, except once when they were eating, she raised her head and threw 13 silver Sickles in front of her. That's a good thing, now she has more time and energy to study and practice Animagus.

Professor McGonagall's notebook is very helpful, but I am afraid that Professor McGonagall already had a deep understanding of Transfiguration when she started practicing, so many of the contents written in her notebook made Jacqueline have to go to Library search materials.

She ran into Hermione a few times there, and Hermione would sometimes say loudly that many people in her SPEW association had joined, and the dues already had three Galleons.And now the house-elves seem to have more enthusiasm, because Professor Dumbledore really gave each of them a Galleon and a day off. Now, besides their original clothes, the house-elves have There is something outlandish, a paper flower, a shell, or a stone.

Jacqueline felt that these words were meant for her, although at that time she was flipping through books separated by three or four bookshelves from Harry, Ron and Hermione, but she only needed to look at Ron You could tell from the expressions on Harry and Harry that the two of them didn't have much reaction to Hermione's small achievements.

But soon, Jacqueline ushered in her nightmare, Professor Moody announced that he would take turns saying the Imperius Curse to each classmate, to demonstrate the magic of the spell, to see if they can resist its effects.

"But, but you said it was illegal, Professor," said Hermione uncertainly, as Moody waved his wand and moved the desks aside, leaving a large space in the middle of the room, and she glanced at Jagui Lin glanced at them, and they hadn't spoken for almost two weeks. Jacqueline turned her back to Moody at this time, and Pansy held her hand tightly beside her. "You said that using it on other people is..."

"Professor Dumbledore wishes to teach you to feel," said Moody, turning his magic eye and staring at Hermione grimly and unblinkingly, "if you'd rather go through a more brutal Learn, and wait for someone to say this spell to you, to take complete control of you. That's fine. I agree. You can go."

He stretched out a gnarled finger and pointed to the door of the classroom.Hermione blushed and murmured something, as if to say she didn't want to leave.

"Really?" Jacqueline turned around at this time, she looked a little eager and asked with an uncertain tone, "If I want to leave, do you really allow it?"

Hermione looked at her, frowning nervously, not sure whether she should persuade Jacqueline to stay or leave.

Professor Moody's magic eye and his normal eye stared at Jacqueline at the same time. He walked over, bent down, and lowered his voice, "If you want others to completely control you in their hands, Bring outsiders into your castle, as they did to your father. You can go out now."

"In order to avoid such things from happening, I think the first thing I need to do is to prevent you from casting the Imperius Curse on me to control me." Jacqueline looked at Moody, snorted, turned and walked out of the classroom.

Behind her, Moody's eyes turned cold, he raised his wand, and pointed at her. Amidst the screams of the whole class, Jacqueline turned her head subconsciously, and she could only hear Moody say to her, "The soul is out!" trick!"

It was the most amazing feeling.Jacqueline felt light, thoughts and worries swept away from her mind, leaving only a hazy, invisible joy.She stopped there, feeling extraordinarily relaxed and untroubled, only vaguely aware that everyone was watching her.

Then she heard Mad-Eye Moody's voice, echoing in some far corner of her empty head: Come to me, come to me.

Jacqueline slowly tried to turn around, and she turned.

No!I won't let anyone control me!

Come up to me. . .

Absolutely impossible!Only I can control myself.

Come up to me. . .

They didn't sacrifice themselves to let you obey other people's orders!

Come here! Come here!

The first precept of the ancestors, Graham will never be a slave!

"Never!" A roar sounded in Jacqueline's throat. Her head was like being pricked by a needle, it hurt and itched, but the empty feeling of lightness and emptiness disappeared, and she turned around. Looking around, the Gryffindor and Slytherin students were far away from her. Professor Moody pointed at her with his wand at the front of the classroom, still without any expression on his face.Hermione's body was facing her, but her head was looking at Professor Moody, as if to beg him to stop.Pansy was about to walk up to Jacqueline, and she held out her hand, looking like she wanted to give Jacqueline a hand.

"Very well," said Moody's booming voice, "very well, first time, I believe you are, Miss Graham. You resisted," he stared at her, " If you want to leave, then go. I have nothing to give you in this class. But if I were you, I would sit by and rest for a while until you fully recovered."

Moody began to call the other students to take turns to come forward and cast them the Imperius Curse.Jacqueline sat on the side and saw that under the influence of the spell, the students made the most abnormal behavior one after another.Dean Thomas bounced around the classroom three times, singing the national anthem.Lavender Brown imitates a squirrel.Neville performed a series of astonishing gymnastic moves that he would never have been able to do in his normal state.None of them seemed to be able to resist the spell, and they all returned to normal after Moody removed the spell.

Harry's situation is slightly better, Professor Moody wants him to jump on the table, he bends his knees obediently at first, ready to jump, but then he stops there, there seem to be two voices in his head quarrel.The end result was that he jumped while trying not to let himself jump, and the result was that he slammed his head on the table, knocked it over, and his legs ached so badly that it looked like he had cracked both kneecaps.

"Well, that makes sense!" said Moody's booming voice. "Look, you all... Potter resisted! He resisted, he nearly beat it! Let's try again, Potter, and the rest of you watch, look him in the eye, that's the point. Very good, Potter, very good! They don't want to control you so easily!"

It's just that Hermione seemed to be absent in class for the first time. Her attention was not on Harry, who was like a limping rabbit repeatedly knocking down tables and chairs. She turned her head from time to time. Look at Jacqueline.When she saw that Jacqueline was also looking at her, she snorted and turned her head, but after a few minutes, she went to see Jacqueline again.

"Listen to his voice," Pansy murmured when they walked out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom an hour later, her right hand was raised and waved from time to time, her face was a little pale, and her mind was not very clear, Repeating herself from time to time, she couldn't resist the curse at all, but Professor Moody assured her that the effects of the spell would wear off before eating, "You thought we would be attacked at any time. If he wasn't Mad-Eye Moody Dee, I'd think he was an imposter Death Eater trying to sneak in and kill us while we were in class."

"If he is," said Hermione loudly behind them, "Professor Dumbledore will find out, well done! I mean, Harry, well done."

"Are you going to continue to communicate like this?" When Pansy and Jacqueline sat at the Slytherin table for dinner, Pansy licked her ears, "I think if this continues, My ears are dying early for your friendship with Gryffindor."

"I don't understand why she does that at all." Jacqueline shook her head. "She asked a question, I fixed it, but she didn't look happy, and I don't understand why. I don't think I did anything wrong By the way, what do you think of this class?"

"Professor Moody, you mean? Talking like a paranoid..." Pansy looked around, making sure Moody couldn't hear him, before continuing, "No wonder they're so eager to kick him out of the Ministry. You have I haven't heard of how he dealt with a witch who booed behind him on April Fool's Day? If someone told me that anti-dark magic spells can also kill people, I would agree without hesitation. Also, go and apologize to Miss Know-It-All for our ears and my homework."

"So you think he's more of a Death Eater than a teacher?" Jacqueline asked cautiously. "I did nothing wrong, why should I apologize?"

"Maybe it's because he's hunting too many Death Eaters," Pansy said absently, putting a handful of vegetables into his mouth and chewing, "so he's kind of like one of them. Just be You are thinking about our ears."

"Maybe." Jacqueline twirled the fork in her hand, rolling up the pasta cheese on her plate, "but maybe not. I won't apologize for something I didn't do wrong."

All fourth graders noticed that they had significantly more homework to do this term.When the students complained especially loudly about the too much homework assigned by Professor McGonagall for Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall explained why.

"You are entering an important period in your wizarding education!" she told them, her eyes shining majestically behind square spectacles. "Your OWLs are approaching."

"We don't take placement exams until fifth grade!" Draco Malfoy said angrily.

"Maybe so, Mr. Malfoy, but trust me, you need to be well prepared! In this class, Miss Graham has always been the only one who can turn a hedgehog into a satisfactory pincushion. Malfoy Fu, I should warn you that you still have a hedgehog's mouth on your needle cushion."

Jacqueline snorted, compared to Animagus, this is really too childish.

The homework of arithmetic and divination became more and more heavy. They not only had to memorize a lot of formulas with letters and numbers, but also figured out their functions and where they came from.

On the other hand, Professor Binns, the ghost who taught them the history of magic, assigned them this week to write a dissertation on goblin rebellions in the eighteenth century.Professor Snape forced them to research the antidote.They're not taking it lightly, as Professor Snape has hinted that he'll be poisoning one of them before Christmas to see if their cure works.Professor Flitwick asked them to read three more books in preparation for learning the Flying Charm.

Even Hagrid was burdening them.The snails grow fast, though no one has figured out exactly what they like to eat.Hagrid was so delighted that, as part of "the project," he suggested that they come to his cabin every other day to observe the snails and record their unusual behaviour.

"I'm not going," Draco Malfoy said unequivocally when Hagrid made the suggestion with the look of Santa Claus pulling an oversized toy from his pocket, "I've seen enough of this in class." Nasty stuff, thanks."

The smile faded from Hagrid's face.

"Do as I say," he snarled, "or I'll be like Professor Moody...I hear you're doing pretty well as a ferret, Malfoy."

The Gryffindor students roared with laughter.Malfoy blushed, but he clearly remembered Moody punishing him so vividly that he didn't dare to talk back.

After class, Pansy and Jacqueline walked to the castle, and along the way Pansy made Jacqueline swear that she hadn't suggested this to Hagrid.

"Hagrid would never have been allowed to hold a toy that was bigger than a snail if I had suggested it!" Jacqueline retorted.

When they reached the foyer, they found it impossible to go any further, for a large group of students were crowded around a large sign erected at the foot of the marble staircase.Ron, Harry, and Hermione were there too, and Ron, the tallest of the three, stood on tiptoe over the head of the person in front of him, and read the words of the notice aloud to them both:

Triwizard Tournament

Representatives from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at 10pm on Friday, October 30.afternoon

Classes will end half an hour early.

"Great!" said Harry. "Friday's last class is Potions! Snape won't have time to poison us all!"

"If you configure it correctly, it won't be poison at all," Jacqueline said behind them, and the three of them turned to look at them.

"If you were Slytherin, he wouldn't poison you at all," said Ron.

"If you made the poison yourself, how can you blame anyone else?" Pansy said, as if asking him why he didn't know that one plus one equals two.

"Then maybe the next time you err on Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Moody should turn you into ferrets too," said Harry, and Ron immediately let out a laugh.

"The prerequisite is that he can catch my mistakes. Well, do you want to continue reading? If you finish reading, please move your giant monster body?" Jacqueline said impatiently.

Ron's face turned pale with anger, but he restrained himself from rushing over.

"I won't fight a woman, Graham," he said sullenly, "but if one day you become my opponent in class, you'd better pay attention."

"I won't let you lose too badly," said Jacqueline. "Now, please, will you?"

Ron took a deep breath, turned around, and continued to read aloud,

At that time, please send your schoolbags and textbooks back to the dormitory, gather in front of the castle, meet our guests, and then attend the welcome banquet.

"It's only been a week!" said Ernie McMillan of Hufflepuff, pushing his way through the crowd, his eyes sparkling. "I don't know if Cedric knows. I'll tell him... ..."

"Cedric?" Ron said dazedly after Ernie hurried away.

"That's Digory," said Harry, "and he's sure to be ready for the Tournament."

"I wish he could be a Hogwarts champion," Pansy said. "With him, we might be number one."

"That idiot, wants to be a Hogwarts champion too?" said Ron.They pushed past the chattering crowd and headed for the stairs.

"He's no idiot. You don't like him because he beat Gryffindor at Quidditch," said Hermione. "I've heard he's a brilliant student, and a prefect."

Listen to her tone, as if that said it all.

"You like him because he's good-looking," said Ron sharply.

"Sorry, I don't like people just because they're handsome!" said Hermione angrily.

"Lockhart!" Jacqueline replied unconsciously behind them, and she immediately regretted it, because Hermione stopped immediately, her face turned pink, and then she turned and walked towards Jacqueline and Pansy .Jacqueline and Pansy glanced at each other and immediately covered their ears with their hands.

"Good afternoon, you two," she said, as if she had just seen them, "Why are you plugging your ears?" She looked like she was asking two idiots that question.

"We're not sure if you're going to continue yelling as a form of communication." Jacqueline ventured to lower one of her hands, but hers rested on her shoulder, ready to go.

"Don't be stupid." Hermione giggled, and took Jacqueline's other hand off, "Who would communicate in that way."

Jacqueline and Pansy glanced at each other, and wisely closed their mouths tightly.

"I want to clarify one thing to you, because I will only say it once." Hermione looked at Jacqueline and said seriously, "I didn't like Lockhart because he was handsome, and I was still too young."

"It must be because of the legendary things he did," Pansy sarcastically said.

"I don't like Cedric either." Hermione ignored her and continued, "I just admire them, their appearance, their temperament, but when it comes to liking, I like a lazy snake. This badge gives You, I think it matches your eyes very well, and I now officially appoint you as an advisor to SPEW." After she finished speaking, she strutted towards the Gryffindor lounge, followed by Ha, who was completely confused. Leigh and Ron.

Pansy looked at Hermione in disbelief, and rolled her eyes, "Merlin is here." She looked at Jacqueline, clutching her shoulder tightly, "She, she, she...Merlin , I thought something was wrong with you! But here? The crowd! Merlin! What a bold lion she is."

"I just found out now." Jacqueline looked at her badge, "but why is it white? It matches my eyes well?" Jacqueline took the badge to her head, turning her lake green eyes, "really match?"

"Didn't you hear what she just said!" Pansy grabbed her shoulders and shook her vigorously, as if trying to wake her up, "Didn't you hear?"

"She told me that I was appointed by her as a consultant, although I didn't know what I was going to do." Jacqueline managed to get rid of Pansy's imprisonment, "She also said that she likes a lazy snake, which is very strange , We were talking about people just now, why did she get involved with snakes? Besides, aren’t snakes lazy? Are there hard-working snakes? Does she like snakes? Could it be that she wants to keep a snake as a pet? "

"You really don't understand?" Pansy's entire face was distorted.

"What else do I need to understand?" Jacqueline shook her head suspiciously, "Seriously, do you really think this white badge is suitable for my eyes?"

"Yeah, it's a perfect fit for your empty brain." Pansy moaned, covering her face with her hands. "You're so stupid, Jacqueline Graham."

"But last night you said I was a genius."

"I refuse to talk to you, you idiot!"