Together [HP]

Rita Skeeter's article on the Triwizard Tournament was published the day after Harry's photo was taken, which made Jacqueline feel that in this respect, the newspaper's action is still very fast.However, this article is not so much a report on the situation of the Tournament as an embellished portrayal of Harry's personal life.A large portion of the first page of the newspaper was devoted to a photograph of Harry, and the entire article (to be continued on the second, sixth and seventh pages) was about Harry, Beauxbatons and Durmster Long the Warrior's name was squeezed and misspelled on the last line of the article, and there was no mention of Cedric.

The "Daily Prophet" was at Graham's house, and it was just a kind of adjustment during breakfast. In Arthur's words, it was used to light the fire for fear of dirtying my stove.Therefore, it is naturally impossible for Jacqueline to subscribe to this newspaper, and Pansy, her news is far better than this newspaper.But Malfoy, he's not only subscribed, but has a love of reading newspapers at the Slytherin table, provided, of course, there's a sarcasm about Harry or anyone else he hates.

I think my parents gave me strength.I know that if they could see me now, a

Must be very proud of me. ... Yes, I still cry for them sometimes at night,

I don't see any shame in admitting that. ...I know nothing in the game can hurt me because

They guard me in the dark...

Harry finally found his first love at Hogwarts.His close friend Colin Creevey said,

Harry was inseparable from a girl named Hermione Granger. Miss Granger was amazingly beautiful and appeared

Born into a Muggle family, she, like Harry, was one of the top students at the school.

He had just finished reading when Jacqueline spurted out a mouthful of pumpkin juice. "I'm sorry," she said to the second-grader sitting across from her, whose pumpkin juice had been spilled all over her book.

"Looks like your little girlfriend has a new boyfriend, Graham." Malfoy laughed loudly from his seat. "Harry is inseparable from a girl named Hermione Granger. Oh, That's right, they even have the same lounge."

"She's just my friend!" Jacqueline said calmly. Although there was a rising anger in her chest, she restrained her anger and ignored the ridicule from Malfoy and the others. Li took the newspaper over, and Harry's stiff smile on the newspaper looked a little harsh.

"Sure enough, it was written by that woman. If you even believe Skeeter's words, I don't know what to say about your mind." She sneered, and threw the newspaper in front of Malfoy, "Okay Read it, I guess that's what you've been relying on to get bored recently." She said, picked up her schoolbag and walked out.

However, before picking up her mood, Jacqueline decided that she would not say a word to Hermione again, I still have a lot to do, she said to herself, I still have the advanced knowledge of Animagus To learn the Transfiguration spell, Harry? Potter he will?

After the article appeared, Harry had to put up with people, mostly from Slytherin, taunting him by quoting from the article in his classes with him.Malfoy and his minion loved to give him this before Care of Fantastic Beasts, and after what happened in Potions, Malfoy didn't seem interested in repeating it.

The other protagonist of this article, Hermione, naturally also shared some unhappiness. Many fans of Harry, he still has a little influence among the lower grade students, and always speaks strangely to her.Jacqueline didn't stop it, sometimes she was on the sidelines, and even wanted to say something nasty to Hermione herself.I was just having Harry and she had to tell herself over and over that Miss Granger was just getting involved.

"Amazingly beautiful? Her?" In the first class on the protection of magical animals after Rita's article was published, Jacqueline was no longer the first two to go with Pansy. Arrived before the bell rang for class.

Pansy also seemed to be a little angry with Hermione, she didn't restrain herself like Jacqueline, after looking up and down during class, while Hagrid was whispering to Harry, said strangely, "What does she judge by, chipmunk?"

"It's more like a beaver." Jacqueline squatted on the ground, poking the snails and whispered. "Her hair is brown."

Hermione didn't yell at them, she just held her head high and strode past the giggling Slytherin girls as if she hadn't heard anything.She walked up to Jacqueline, stopped, and said in a dignified tone, "I'm not inseparable from Harry, I have more class time with you, and I spend a lot of time with you Doing homework together in the library. I told you too, I like a lazy snake, not Harry."

"That's really embarrassing." Jacqueline shoved the rope tied in the middle of the snail into Pansy's hand, stood up, and she found that Hermione's teeth were not only shrunk, but also smaller than her original teeth. If it's a little shorter, she'll look better.

"I don't have the spare time, and I don't want her contact information, so I can't clarify to Skeeter that you are actually studying in the library with me, not holding hands with Harry Potter, In the moonlight, take a leisurely walk by the lake and have a little romance. But I don't think you need to go to the lake at all, after all, you are all in the same lounge. I can't think of you except for arithmetic and divination class There is still time to separate."

"I'm just telling you a fact, Jacqueline!" Hermione raised her voice, "I thought you wouldn't believe this kind of news that was made up at first glance."

"Did I say I believed it?" Jacqueline shrugged, "What's more, if you are not guilty, why did you come here to explain?" Jacqueline asked, "Also, I trouble you to tell you Gryffindor many warriors harry potter if you guys aren't busy dating. he wants to be a top student and talk about his grades instead of bragging to a reporter who just makes up stuff! and you said , you like a snake, everyone knows that he can speak Parseltongue!"

Hermione looked pissed off, pointing at Jacqueline, unable to utter a word.Jacqueline held her head straight, panting like an enraged bull.

"Okay, okay!" Hermione snorted heavily, "I still have a lot of things to do, I don't have time to explain these stupid things to you!" After she finished speaking, she didn't give Jacqueline a chance to refute. He headed back to Gryffindor.Jacqueline's eyes were red with anger, she grabbed the book in Pansy's hand and threw it on the ground, cursing in a low voice.

"Why didn't you drop your own?" Pansy asked plaintively, picking up the book.

"My heart hurts!" Jacqueline yelled at her.

If there is anything that can make Jacqueline feel better, it is a letter from James, this Saturday, at [-] pm, The Three Broomsticks, ready to receive your birthday present.

Jacqueline read this short line several times before she felt that her irritable mood had been relieved a little.

"I'm going to the Three Broomsticks," Jacqueline said to Pansy over dinner at the Slytherin table the night before her trip to Hogsmeade. Give me a gift."

"When are you going to reconcile with Hermione? I'm not saying there's anything wrong with doing homework in Professor Graham's classroom, it's just that the error rate in your homework has started to rise again recently." Pansy asked, "You know about it Was she just implicated innocently?"

From the first time they spotted Harry sitting at the same table as Hermione in the library, Jacqueline moved straight to the next table.And two days later, Krum's arrival made matters worse, and Jacqueline simply moved back to Yuna's classroom.

"I'm not interested in apologizing to someone who is flirting with Harry Potter and Krum at the same time!" Jacqueline stabbed a knife into her steak, which was slightly red with juice It flowed out immediately.

"Krum just sat there, he didn't even say a word to Hermione," Pansy said, "Actually, you know in your heart that all this is just that Skeeter talking nonsense."

"I know." Jacqueline said as she cut the steak into small pieces, "that's why I have an appointment with her at the Hog's Head, tomorrow, at three o'clock in the afternoon. And Granger himself should pay attention Yeah, she shouldn't be with Harry anymore at a time like this, and get Krum off, and who knows what that woman will make up if she sees that."

"The Pig's Head Bar?" Pansy shook her body involuntarily, as if Jacqueline had whipped her. "That place is not safe. It's a place of all kinds. There are everyone there, and no student would want to go there."

"So, it's also a good place to threaten people." Jacqueline showed her canine teeth to Pan Xi, "No student will go there."

Pansy doesn't know what Jacqueline's plan is, but, alone, meeting an adult, a journalist who makes a living at the Hog's Head, Pansy thinks it's a terrible idea.With Jacqueline's reassurance to her again and again, she willingly waited outside the door of the Pig's Head Bar.

"If you are in danger, you cast a curse, and I can see it from here." Pansy pointed to the blurred glass on the dirty wooden door.

"Don't worry, Pansy." Jacqueline patted her on the shoulder, pushed open the door of the Pig's Head Bar and walked in. "Here, you should worry about someone else." The door closed behind her.It was dark inside, and smelled strongly of lamb, and the bay windows were so thick with dirt that the light from outside could hardly penetrate, and there were candle stubs on rough wooden tables, and sitting around It turned out to be some guests who covered their faces tightly.

Jacqueline walked towards the dirty counter and attracted the attention of many people. She was probably the only person in the Hogwarts school uniform. She knocked on the table. She was a tall and thin old man with a strange temper. Turning slowly, he looked like a savage, his long hair and beard graying.

"This is not the place for you, you're not that old, Jacqueline," said the boss.

"I can't think of a better place than yours, Aberforth, look. I've got a date and need a better place to have a little whisper."

Aberforth glanced at her, and snorted dissatisfiedly, "Who are you dating?"

"You'll know when she comes. I just want to see her alone, if she has an entourage." Jacqueline raised her eyebrows.

"I will treat you well."

Jacqueline smiled at him and walked up the creaking stairs.She opened the door to the bedroom in the living room above, and immediately there was a musty smell.Jacqueline wrinkled her nose and walked in. The facilities inside were very simple, a big bed, a table, and a chair.The room looked like it hadn't been used in a long time, and the table and chairs were covered with a thick layer of moss, and Jacqueline waved her wand, "Clean it up." At least the chair looked like it could sit on it now.

Jacqueline leaned back on the chair, tapping her fingers rhythmically on the table.Obviously, it won't be long before that fake Professor Moody will run out of Polyjuice Potion, and he will need to go to Professor Snape to steal ingredients to make new ones. Can I set a trap there?Are you crazy, Jacqueline, for setting a trap in Professor Snape's private pantry?If there was some way I could know who's been there without being there.Jacqueline thought, flashing through her mind the map she had seen at the end of last term, what Professor Lupine called the Marauder's Map, and it would be great to have that, Jacqueline thought.But who is it now?Did Professor Lupine take it away or gave it to Harry?Maybe I can go check on Harry first?Oh, Merlin, she cursed under her breath, which at the very least meant that she was going to ease things up with Hermione and Harry.

And thinking of that report, Jacqueline found that the anger she had calmed down rushed up again. "I'm here to settle this matter." Jacqueline told herself, so calm down, calm down.

She didn't wait too long, and soon there was a knock on the not very strong wooden door, and Jacqueline got up and opened the door.Standing outside the door was the owner of the tavern and a witch in a magenta robe.Her hair was done up in delicate, stiff curls that looked oddly out of place with her big-jawed face.She wears a pair of jeweled glasses.Thick fingers grasped the crocodile leather handbag, the nails were two inches long and were painted red.

"I believe this is the person you want to meet." The tavern owner looked at Jacqueline and said, "I hope you will pay attention to yourself."

"I will." Jacqueline bowed slightly at him, and he walked out, closing the door.

"I don't like this place very much." Skeeter looked critically at the whole room, "But you said you have some exclusive information about Harry and Miss Granger?"

"That's right," Jacqueline sat down on the only clean chair in the room, nodded to the gray bed opposite, "please sit down."

Instead of sitting down, Skeeter opened her crocodile bag and produced a long, bright green quill and a roll of parchment, which she spread out on the table.She put the tip of the green quill into her mouth, sucked relish for a moment, then set the pen vertically on the parchment.The barrel of the quill stood erect on the nib, trembling slightly.

"Shorthand quill." Jacqueline raised her eyebrows, Skeeter had a smug smile on her face, and Jacqueline could see three gold teeth in her mouth.

"Then let's not waste time," Skeeter exaggerated a self-confident smile, "Then, what do you want to say about Harry and Granger?"

Jacqueline didn't speak, she just watched the pen whizzing across the parchment, leaving lines of text where the pen nib passed.

Harry Potter, who claims to be the famous Triwizard Tournament Hogwarts Warrior, and his first girlfriend, Miss Hermione Granger, are good friends. They date the charming blonde Rita Skeeter Meet in a dark, subterranean tavern.

"I'm from Slytherin." Jacqueline pointed to the green snake-shaped badge on her chest and said, "As for the other one, we can talk about it later." Jacqueline stopped and looked at the badge intently. The quill writes a line on the parchment.

"So, how do you feel about Hermione Granger becoming Harry's first girlfriend? Excited? Nervous? Angry?" Skeeter asked.

"Hermione is not Harry's girlfriend." Jacqueline stammered clearly, and the quill immediately wrote a line,

The whistleblower claimed that Hermione and Harry Potter were not in love, out of jealousy or ordinary, ordinary, ordinary, unremarkable Hermione Granger from a Muggle family wanted to borrow Harry Potter To increase your popularity?

"And do you know who it is?" Rita Skeeter demanded.

"I don't know." Jacqueline said sincerely.

"If that's what you call an exclusive." Rita Skeeter frowned, "I think we're wasting our time."

"On the contrary, I don't think so." Jacqueline smiled friendly, "Actually, I have no interest in how you arrange Harry Potter, whether you write him as a crying sissy, or a natural It has nothing to do with me. But there is one thing I want you to pay special attention to, I don't want to see Hermione's name appear in your articles again."

"Is it because Harry Potter used to be your boyfriend, but Hermione Granger took him away, so you want revenge?" Rita Skeeter raised a very strong eyebrows. "It doesn't matter, there's nothing to be ashamed of, these youth, young love, our readers like these unruly people very much."

"I don't think you understand, Harry Potter has nothing to do with me, but Hermione Granger, I don't allow anyone to touch her, understand?" Jacqueline's face remained perfect smile.

"Perhaps I misheard," Rita Skeeter exclaimed, beaming, "are you implying that you and Miss Hermione Granger are far more than 'friends'? ?You have no fear, as I said, our readers love rebels.

Jacqueline continued to remain silent, watching the pen roll on the parchment like an ice skater, writing

When a Gryffindor girl meets another Slytherin girl, the two of them know each other because of Harry Potter, they are acquainted, and in the end it is far more than friendship.

"I like your hint very much." Jacqueline blinked, and she simply looked at the quill, "Finally, please don't forget to write my name, Jacqueline? Una? Arthur? Hong Garth Graham."

With a "bang", after writing the last name reported by Jacqueline, the quill ignited, and soon burned to ashes together with the parchment in front of Skeeter.Skeeter's face turned pale, like a recently dead beetle.

"I'm so sorry." Jacqueline stood up. "It seems that I forgot. Our family values ​​our own honor very much, so we specially cast a spell, as long as our names are not written by ourselves, or If it appears on the envelope sent to us, it will be burned to ashes. In order to prevent people like you from breaking any unreliable news. Maybe you will be more familiar with the name 'that family that cannot be written down'?"

Skeeter's face was weird now, as if she had just eaten a poisonous spider.

Jacqueline took out [-] Galleons from her wallet and put them on the table, "This is considered compensation for damaging your belongings. However, if I see Hermione Granger's name appear again In your, or any article with Harry, the Triwizard Tournament, and, personally, I get angry after reading it, I assure you, it's not just your quills and parchments that are burning. You Knowing our family, we will do what we say." Jacqueline bent towards her, picked up the key on the table and walked out.

"Be careful of the six words, which one of you didn't understand?" Just as Jacqueline walked out of the room, the tavern owner who had been guarding the door said dissatisfiedly, "If the damn fire burns with my room What should I do? Single-handedly threaten a reporter? I have never seen such stupid behavior."

"I think it's a matter of propriety to give her a warning instead of ending her career as a journalist. Otherwise, I would have assured her directly that no one would dare to publish an article written by her from now on."

"You are a fucking lunatic." The owner of the tavern panted heavily. "Your family and my brother are all lunatics. I should have seen it through long ago."

"But you didn't go anywhere else." Jacqueline turned her head and looked at the small fireplace at the other end of the passage. Above the fireplace hung a large oil painting, which showed a blond girl looking blankly and tenderly. into the house. "You chose to stay here."

"Well," said Aberforth, "I'm old and they're the only family I have."

"I don't have much family anymore," Jacqueline said, as she descended the stairs, looking into Aberforth's bright blue eyes like his brother's. "Our purpose is the same."

"Oh, you little fool," said Aberforth roughly, "what must you do to save your life."

"This is about the honor of our family." Jacqueline nodded towards Aberforth, "If things really come to this point." She said, quickly pushed the door and walked out, outside Pansy was waiting anxiously with.

"That reporter didn't do anything to you, right?" Pansy greeted Jacqueline as soon as she walked out, "She and her photographer friend were chattering all the way, thinking about how to publish another good article. "

"I don't know if it's a good article, but I know it won't upset me. Come on, I invite you to the Three Broomsticks for butterbeer."

"Then I guess you'll continue to be upset because I saw Hermione walk in, and she's definitely not alone, Harry must be under his cloak. Or she's crazy, talking to herself. "Pansy said so, but she didn't stop walking towards the Three Broomsticks.

"She won't bother me now." Jacqueline said happily, "As I said, the one who really upsets me should be Skeeter's woman. Now that I have solved her, I don't see any That's why I'm upset."

"I sincerely hope you can do it once and for all." Pansy said as she pushed open the door of the three broomsticks. On a table in the corner, Hermione was holding a notebook. Her mouth opened one by one, as if talking with Who to talk to.And on a table in front of them was Hagrid, with his customary mug of beer in front of him, and next to him was Moody, drinking from the curved bottle he always carried.They stood up quickly and seemed ready to leave.

"Are you going to go with her?" Pansy asked in a low voice. Jacqueline originally wanted to agree, but when she saw Hagrid and Moody walking towards Hermione suddenly, she changed her mind.

"Let's go straight to the bar," Jacqueline said, "and grab another drink before my father comes over." Pansy nodded, and they walked to the counter together, ordered their drinks, and found A relatively inconspicuous place.

"Are you saying Professor Moody's prosthetic eyes can see through the cloak?" Pansy asked.

"As for the general invisibility cloak, I think it is possible to get it." Jacqueline said, "I heard that many Death Eaters did not escape his pursuit even if they hid in the invisibility cloak. However, for the rumored three sacred objects I'm not sure about the invisibility cloak."

"That's just a legend," Pansy laughed. "You don't take it seriously."

Jacqueline looked at her and said nothing.

"I'm going back first." When Pansy finished the butterbeer in her hand, she stood up. "Have a nice meeting with your father."