Together [HP]

Fortunately on the second day, Gryffindor and Slytherin, Hermione and Jacqueline did not have classes together, and they suspended classes at noon, so that the whole school had time to go down to watch the game, or go to eat lunch.

As Professor McGonagall hurried across the Great Hall towards the Gryffindor table, many people looked at her.

"Potter, now the Warriors are going to the field below... You must be ready to complete the first project."

"Okay," said Harry, standing up, and his fork dropped to the plate with a loud clang.

"Good luck, Harry," whispered Hermione, "you'll make it!"

"Yeah," said Harry, his voice hardly being his own.

He left the auditorium with Professor McGonagall.Professor McGonagall looked distraught as well.In fact, she was almost as anxious as Hermione.

"I hope he has mastered the Flying Charm." Pansy whispered to Jacqueline, while Malfoy and Goyle were discussing loudly how many minutes Harry could last. "Otherwise that quarrel between you and Hermione would be meaningless."

"We didn't quarrel because of him, Pansy." Jacqueline waved her hand impatiently, looking out of the corner of her eyes at the Gryffindor dining table, where Hermione was sitting with her head bowed and her hands clasped together to pray for Harry. The brown hair is messier now.Jacqueline looked at her plate a little disappointed. She felt that what Pansy said was right. She seemed a little disappointed. She was very depressed now and didn't want to do anything. She didn't even want to eat. She just wanted to find someone somewhere to get a good night's sleep.Anyone loses a friend like that, Jacqueline told herself.

"Why don't you come with us to see how Potter fled with his head in his arms after being chased by a dragon?" Pansy winked at her, "Improve your mood?"

Jacqueline laughed dryly. She put the knife and fork on the plate, and stood up with her schoolbag in her hand. "Thank you, Pansy, but I still have something to do. I need to make up for what I missed yesterday."

"I'll see you at dinner then." Pansy waved to her and continued eating her lunch.

Jacqueline walked out, she could feel a bunch of eyes from Gryffindor fixed on her body, when she was about to walk out the door, she looked back inside, her eyes collided with Hermione's, The latter quickly turned his face away.

"Going down to the game so early, Miss Graham?" Moody's voice rumbled in front of her, and Jacqueline turned her head. Moody's normal eyes were looking at her, and his artificial eyes turned to her. later.

"I need to go to the library to look up some information, Professor Moody." Jacqueline said respectfully.

"I see that James is here too." Moody lowered his voice. "I bet you already know what the first project is, and he can't get rid of his habit of showing off easily."

"It's a shame I wasn't one of the four," said Jacqueline, "otherwise I must have gotten extra help from my father."

"If you become a warrior, I think Professor Graham will blow up Hogwarts." Moody laughed. He pulled out the wine bottle he carried with him, took a sip from it, and then he lowered his Voice, "The Hog's Head is not the place for you, Jacqueline. Take care of yourself."

After he finished speaking, he strode towards the teacher's seat.

"You too, professor." Jacqueline sneered and walked towards Yuna's office.

Yuna's office was as quiet as before, there was no student in it, not even the bloody Baron, the ghost of Slytherin who was often here, disappeared at this moment.

"Aren't you going to watch the game?" A portrait on the classroom wall yawned and said to Jacqueline, "I thought no students would come here at this time."

"I didn't take part in it," Jacqueline spread Professor McGonagall's notebook on the table, carefully reading the words on it, "Also, there are no Slytherin contestants."

"You Slytherin students really don't like to participate in this kind of competition." The portrait said, "I don't remember a single warrior from Slytherin. By the way, how is your little friend from Gryffindor? Haven't seen her here for a long time."

"She's fine, sir." Jacqueline nodded, "If you don't mind, I'd like to read a book quietly here."

"That's not a good choice, young lady Slytherin, it's going to be noisy outside."

Jacqueline smiled as she slid her fingers across McGonagall's notebook.

She watched there quietly for more than ten minutes, and the match began. There were screams, shouts, and a man's commentary from outside. It seemed that his voice had been amplified dozens of times.Jacqueline looked up from the notebook helplessly, and looked at the window outside.

"I said so earlier," said the portrait.

Jacqueline glanced at it, pointed the wand to her ear, and said, "Drowsy and silent."

Everything was silent.

"What a good idea," muttered the portrait, pulling down his bonnet over his ears.

Jacqueline carefully read McGonagall's notes. Although she had read that chapter several times, she didn't stop until she made sure she didn't fully understand it.

Then, she closed her eyes, as the notebook required, to let go of her thoughts, which was a bit difficult, after all, there were countless thoughts colliding with each other in her mind now.

Pay attention to your breathing and try to feel your surroundings.

Fortunately, I recited the ear-closing spell to myself, Jacqueline thought, otherwise the noisy environment outside is not suitable for me to practice.

By the way, Professor Moody said that he has met my father. Does my father feel any difference in Professor Moody?Also, who is he?

Well, that didn't seem like a way to free your mind, but forget it, go ahead and assume that he was one of the Death Eaters, after all, no one else wanted Potter to die.He certainly couldn't be one of the people in Azkaban, otherwise the Ministry of Magic would have received the news.

Then the person who wants to do these things must be brave, resourceful, and a confidant of that person.No, it certainly wouldn't be Malfoy, and it would be big news if he didn't see him for a few months.

Yes, that's right, if you start with those little characters who don't attract attention. . .

At this moment, her heart stopped beating suddenly, and the hair on the back of her neck stood up suddenly.Jacqueline immediately opened her eyes, and looked towards the door subconsciously. She was startled. Hermione was leaning against the door of the classroom and crying loudly. On the left and right of her face were scratches from nails.

"Who did you fight with?" Jacqueline immediately stood up and walked towards Hermione. Hermione's mouth moved up and down, but Jacqueline didn't hear a word.

"I'm so stupid." Jacqueline patted her forehead, pointed her wand at her ear and said, "Curse Listop."

"Harry did it! He and Ron are reconciled," she cried, stamping her foot on the ground, tears trickling down her chest. "They're finally willing to talk to each other."

"It's a good thing, isn't it?" Jacqueline asked uncertainly.

"Of course it's a good thing." Hermione threw herself on Jacqueline's shoulder, crying on it. "It's a good thing."

Jacqueline stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say or what to do.She held Hermione blankly and mechanically patted her on the back until she stabilized.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Hermione rubbed her tears, looked up from Jacqueline's shoulders, and waved her hand, "I, I'm so happy, I don't know who to turn to. Harry just Surviving the mouth of the dragon, Ron finally talked to him, and I was really, oh, sorry, Jacqueline, I interrupted you, didn't I?"

"It's fine," said Jacqueline, licking her lips. "Hermione, maybe in the future you'll have to..."

"I haven't slept all night, Jacqueline, I figured it out, we have to talk." Hermione said sincerely, "There is obviously a deep misunderstanding between us, we can't pretend it doesn't exist, let You are very, very wrong to apologize on your own. I don't want my relationship with you one day to be like the relationship Harry and Ron had some time ago. I'm sorry I doubted your relationship with Fleur. I just, I I don't know what you've been up to lately like Pansy. I'm not happy that you moved out of the library, it's like you cut me out of your life. And I Lately, all I've been thinking about is how to make Harry and Ron reconcile, and how to make Harry survive the Goblet of Fire safely. I don't care about your feelings. I'm so sorry, Jacqueline, I'm really sorry I'm sorry. I beg you, you can tell me all you want, but please don't ignore me."

Jacqueline stood there, she couldn't fully understand what Hermione was saying, since Hermione said that she didn't get along day and night like Pansy and herself, she didn't keep up with Hermione's rhythm at all.But asking Hermione to say it all over again didn't seem very realistic.Hermione looked at her nervously, afraid that words would come out of her mouth that she didn't want to hear.

"Who scratched you?" She thought for a long time before asking this question?

Hermione looked at her stupidly, "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"Who scratched you?" Jacqueline pointed to Hermione's face. "If you haven't noticed, you have one here and one here. The cat did it?"

"I scratched it myself," said Hermione, biting her lip. "I just realized that I must be too scared."

Jacqueline snorted, she stood there, her head was a little confused.She wasn't very good at this kind of thing about her own feelings, and she didn't have to deal with it at all before she went to Hogwarts.You see, that's why it's so much harder to make friends with humans than with animals.

"Don't you have anything you want to say to me?" Hermione asked flatteringly, "Even if it's just a word."

Jacqueline scratched her head and decided to tell the truth. "I, didn't particularly understand what you just said, if you don't mind saying it again..."

Hermione looked pissed off, she tried her best not to curse, she took a deep breath, and then she said, "I hate your rhetoric, I hate it to death. It makes me wonder what you are It’s time to tell the truth.”

"Everything I tell you is the truth." Jacqueline said inexplicably, she couldn't see where the conversation between them would lead, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"What you said to the house-elves, to Hagrid. I don't like it when you lie, Jacqueline."

"But you want to get what you want," said Jacqueline. "Have the house-elves started to enjoy their day off now? Are they happy to spend Galleons on little things they like. And , as far as I saw in the kitchen last time, Dobby's relationship with the other house-elves has improved a lot. But don't mention Winky to me," Jacqueline rolled her eyes, "and Hagrid , you can't deny the impossibility of those things happening. Maybe Hagrid could actually put his own face on the Chocolate Frog?"

"You can't promise something so empty to others. If Hagrid supports me, I hope he supports me because he wants the living conditions of house-elves to improve as much as I do. Not because of the reputation you mentioned!"

"You are so naive, Hermione." Jacqueline shook her head with regret, she regained her composure, and said slowly, "If you still have such stupid thoughts, then hide yourself Don't think about going to the Ministry of Magic, stay as a teacher at Hogwarts. You know how many people participate in SPEW just to make you stop nagging in their ears. How many of them People care about house-elves? One, two?" She looked at Hermione indifferently, and Hermione blushed at what she said, "It's politics, Hermione. Any Slytherin knows better than you Many. This is a pure exchange of interests. As I said to you at the beginning, use friendship to win over some people who sincerely support you as your core. Winning over the other part is helpful to you. But you What can you offer them? Money? You're not the Malfoys. Rights? You're not in the Ministry of Magic yet. Fame? It's illusory, but you're the biggest size, and people love to hear it." Jacqueline's eyes fell from Hermione's face Scratched across the scratches on his face, "If you can't listen, then you'd better go to the school infirmary downstairs to treat your face. If you still care about your appearance so much."

Hermione's chest rose and fell violently, "But the process is as important as the result."

"The school hospital is on the second floor." Jacqueline waved her hand. "If there is nothing else, I want to study for a while before dinner."

"Well, we reserve our respective opinions on this." Hermione said quickly, "Also, can you tell me what you've been busy with recently? The content of the Transfiguration class doesn't require you to spend so much time. Too much time. I asked Professor McGonagall, and she said it was your personal problem."

"And I believe that means it has nothing to do with you." Jacqueline said firmly, "so don't ask."

"If you don't want to tell me anything, how can you make me believe you?"

"Pansy trusts me, and she doesn't ask questions."

"It's a pity I'm not one of your mysterious Slytherins. It's not that I don't believe you, Jacqueline. It's that you don't believe me at all."

"This is my private matter." Jacqueline lowered her tone, "If this is what you want to discuss, you know where the door is."

"You can't avoid this..."

Jacqueline turned and walked straight to her desk.

Hermione took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "What's the matter with you and Delacour of Beauxbatons? I can always ask!"

"I can answer your question. Although I don't understand why you are entangled in this issue. I have never met Veela, or people with Veela blood." Jacqueline looked at Mag Notebook, while answering lazily, "There are very few books about them, so I asked Delacour, but she doesn't know more about Veela than I do. That's it. What other boring questions ?”

"No more." Hermione slammed her book on the table next to Jacqueline with a "smack". Cedric is the Swedish Brachysaurus and Harry is the Hungarian Horntail. If you were there, you would be interested in them. But I think you must have seen it. Cedric deformed the rocks on the ground into into a dog. Delacour hypnotized the dragon, but it spewed out a flame and set her dress on fire. Krum hit the dragon's eyes directly, and I want to use the eye sickness spell you said. Ha Leigh brought in the Firebolt, and he's now tied for first with Krum."

Jacqueline lowered her head and raised her eyebrows. Hermione's face blushed immediately, but she continued to pretend to be calm, "Isn't the surprise attack still useful? So, Pansy really doesn't know about you..."

"The door is at the back."

"Did you just say you wanted to talk?" After about half an hour, Jacqueline's fingers slid across Professor McGonagall's notebook: Animagus are dangerous because animals, especially fish There are great surprises in the structure of humans, birds and the human body.However, wizards do not choose the animals they transform into, so many wizards only try human transfiguration after they have mastered it.

"Great," said Hermione angrily. "You finally understand what I just said. So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Which Slytherin boy do you like?" Jacqueline asked.

Hermione raised her head with a frown, "What did you say?"

"You said you like a lazy snake." Jacqueline said slowly, her eyes fixed on McGonagall's notebook, her fingers slid between the lines, "I can understand the snake you said as our Slytherin's sign."

"I don't like any of your Slytherin boys." Hermione said a little unhappy, "I don't like any of the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw boys! Before you say Before more inexplicable words come."

"Could it be Beauxbatons or Durmstrang boys? But no, they hadn't come when you said that. The only possibility is Krum. You because he was in the World Cup Did you fall in love with him in the last game? But where did he have a relationship with the snake?"

Hermione raised her head and stared at her fiercely, "It will be more useful if you can use your ability to deduce who wants to harm Harry!" She stood up angrily, picked up the books on the table, It hit Jacqueline heavily on the shoulder, and walked out with her head held high.

"Inexplicable." Jacqueline snorted and continued to delve into her Animagus.