Together [HP]

In fact, the stock of herbs in Una's office is no less than that in Snape's. In addition to Jacqueline and Hermione completing their antidote, Una also allowed Jacqueline to use Jacqueline's new Using hers before the cauldron arrived, though Jacqueline wondered how on earth Una had managed to convince Snape.

The good news is that the snaketail grass and the bottle of requiem potion are very effective. Although Jacqueline still dreams about those strange things, at least her wand will not spit out sparks at will.

And after that, Hermione, it seemed, didn't want to let Jacqueline out of her sight unless it had to.

Jacqueline wanted to stay in Yuna's classroom and do her homework, because Harry and Ron were frantically rummaging through the library in the hope of finding a useful spell, and they didn't seem to listen to Jacqueline at all. Guilin's suggestion.Not to mention Krum, the library is like another home for him.

But Jacqueline doesn't want Hermione to follow her in Yuna's classroom. Of course, if Hermione is alone, Jacqueline is still very welcome, but if Hermione goes to Yuna's classroom, Harry and Luo En would definitely follow, they needed Hermione's help, and Krum, needless to say, would make his way to Yuna's classroom.

"I really hope this competition ends quickly." On February 23, the evening before the second project, the sun outside the window was gradually setting, and Jacqueline, Hermione, Harry and Ron were sitting in the library, Jacquiline can now focus on her Animagus again, having not dreamed of the real thing for a week.As for the other three, they were frantically flipping through spell books. There were several stacks of books on the table in front of each of them, and they couldn't see each other.

"Stop complaining, Jacqueline," said Hermione, frowning. "If you could..."

"I don't think that's going to work," said Ron's dry voice from across the table. "Can't find anything. Nothing. Maybe the draining spell is closer, draining ponds, puddles , but it is impossible for you to have that much power to wash away all the water in the lake."

"There must be a way," murmured Hermione, moving a candle closer.Her eyes were so tired that she had to lean very close, her nose was within an inch of the page, to see the fine print on Old Forgotten Magic and Spells. "They couldn't have designed a project that couldn't be completed."

"They will," said Ron. "Tomorrow, Harry, you go straight to the lake, stick your head in it, and yell at the merfolk to give you back what they stole and see if they'll take it." Throw it out. It's the best you can do, man."

"There must be a way!" Hermione said impatiently, "There must be!"

She seemed to take the library's lack of useful material as an insult to herself, for her questions had always been answered in books.

"I know what I'm supposed to do," said Harry, lying face down on Tips for Dealing with Mischief. "I should learn to be an Animagus, like Sirius."

"Yeah, you can turn yourself into a goldfish all you want!" said Ron.

"Or a frog." Harry yawned.He is so tired.

"It takes several years to become an Animagus, and then you have to register, there's a lot of trouble." Hermione said vaguely, squinting her eyes to look up the index of "Weird Magic Puzzles and Their Solutions" , "Professor McGonagall told us, remember...you have to register with the Prohibited Misuse of Magic Office...what kind of animal do you want to turn into, and what marks do you have, so that others won't hurt you..."

"Hermione, I was only joking," Harry said weakly, "I know there's no way I'll be a frog tomorrow morning..."

"I've always wondered why you guys don't want to look for herbs." Jacqueline closed Mag's notebook, "I told you, there is a herb that can make you..."

"Thanks, I'll go and get an opinion from a Slytherin when I'm cornered." Ron interrupted impatiently.

"Go on, Jacqueline, what can a herb do?" Hermione said, snapping "Weird Magical Puzzles and Their Solutions" shut.

"Gills," Jacqueline said. "It allows you to breathe in water. After all, what is your purpose? Why do you want to breathe in water? What did those mermaids steal?"

"I don't think it's permissible to divulge the topic, Miss Graham." Fred Weasley's voice came suddenly, "otherwise it might become someone else's topic, wouldn't it?"

The four of them looked up, and Fred and George came out from behind the bookshelf.

"What are you two doing here?" Ron asked.

"Looking for you," said George. "Professor McGonagall called you, Ron. And you, Hermione."

"What?" Hermione asked, looking surprised.

"We're taking you to her office," said Fred.

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry, "We meet you in the common room, Harry," Hermione said to Harry, both of them looking very nervous as they got up to leave with Ron, "Jacqueline , try to help Harry. Harry, you can take back as many of these books as you can, okay?"

"Okay." Jacqueline said, frowning, feeling uneasy.

"Why did Professor McGonagall want to find Weasley and Hermione?" Jacqueline asked impatiently as soon as Fred and George left.

"Maybe it's because they helped me," Harry said as he flipped through the book, "I should figure out how to complete the competition project myself."

"It's not right," said Jacqueline, crossing her chest. "If Professor McGonagall is because of this, why now? She knew about your name when it was spewed out by the Goblet of Fire. Hermione and Weasley must have Will help you. She has so much time, why must it be now? The night before the game? If she wanted to stop them, she would have done so long ago, and she just needs to keep you guys after one Transfiguration class Come down. What's more, if it's because of this incident, shouldn't you be called up too?"

"I really don't have time to think about this right now, Graham." Harry said impatiently, pushing a few books in front of Jacqueline, "If you can help me look it up, I think Hell Min would be more grateful."

"Yes, that's right." Jacqueline stood up straight, "It should be related to tomorrow's game, but why did you take them away?" She ran out quickly, and finally went down to the third floor before Fred and the others. time to catch up with them.

"Hermione, wait," she yelled, to the displeasure of some of the people in the paintings on the walls.

"What happened, Jacqueline?" Hermione stopped immediately and looked at her nervously. "How are you, Jacqueline?"

"I'm fine." Jacqueline waved her hand, she looked at one of Fred and George, "Why does Professor McGonagall want to see Hermione?"

"I'm sorry I didn't know, Jacqueline," said Fred. "Professor McGonagall just sent us to Ron and Hermione."

"When and where did she say it?" Jacqueline asked back, "Did she ask you to find someone else?"

"We were on the third floor," George said.

"Just passing the statue at the entrance to the principal's office," Fred added. "We saw Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Mrs. Maxime. We came out of the principal's office together."

"What about Mr. Karkaroff?" Jacqueline asked.

"She didn't tell us to look for anyone else," said George, "but Professor Flitwick seemed to be looking for Cho, because he asked if we had seen her. Ravenclaw's Cho? The cheongsam is really beautiful."

"Where's Karkaroff?" Jacqueline asked. "Have you seen him?"

"We didn't," Fred and George glanced at each other, "but maybe he did before we did..."

"George, Fred Weasley." Professor McGonagall's voice sounded from the stairs, she glanced up and walked up quickly, "What are you two dawdling about? Principal Dumbledore is waiting. Oh, Miss Graham." Professor McGonagall nodded at her, "If you have nothing else, I have something to say to Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger."

"May I ask what it is, Professor McGonagall?" Jacqueline asked.

"This is confidential, Miss Graham. Now, if you don't mind, Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger. Please follow me."

Jacqueline had no choice but to watch Professor McGonagall take Hermione and Ron away.Hermione glanced at her, then upstairs, and motioned for her to help Harry.

"You don't think our dean wants to harm her students, do you?" Fred said to Jacqueline with a smile.

"I don't know." Jacqueline shook her head, "But I hate the feeling of not knowing anything." Then she quickly snapped her fingers and ran towards the library, "Since there is a possibility that it will be with tomorrow It's about the competition, so I'll find out what Professor McGonagall wants Hermione to do!"

"I think she's a little bit off." George touched Fred's arm.

"Me too, buddy." Fred gave George a high five happily.

"Where is your map that shows people's names?" Jacqueline ran up to Harry panting, "I want to find some people."

"I lent Professor Moody the Marauder's Map," Harry said disapprovingly, "Listen, if you..."

"Professor Moody!" Jacqueline's face was distorted, "Why did you give it to him!"

"I was working as a prefect..."

"I didn't ask you to explain!" Jacqueline lowered her voice, and she stood in front of Harry angrily, "We'll talk about this matter later, but you'd better tell me verbatim now, your What's the second event in the goddamn competition?"

"It's a golden egg." Harry threw back in horror.

"Golden egg?" Jacqueline frowned, "What's in that egg!"

"There's nothing in it, or rather, there's a song in it."

"You explain it to me, Potter!"

"I turned it on in the break room, but there was just a lot of screaming. Then, Cedric suggested I go to the prefect's bathroom and turn it on in the water, and it was singing a song."

"There are noises in the water, and screams outside? Mermaids?" Jacqueline asked back, "What did they say!"

"Look for us, where our voices sound,

We cannot sing on the ground.

As you search, think carefully about:

We stole your most beloved baby.

You only have an hour,

To find and recapture what we took,

After an hour there is no hope,

It is completely gone, never to appear. "

Harry paused, "I guess the merman stole something from me, and I want to get it back. If you'd like to help me..."

"I don't want to!" Jacqueline picked up her schoolbag and Professor McGonagall's notebook directly, "Listen, Potter, if you refuse my suggestion, don't expect me to help you again." She backed Put on your schoolbag and go out.