Together [HP]

"Have you cleared your mind while sleeping these two days?" A day later, when Jacqueline walked into the room again, Yuna was already sitting behind the desk drinking tea.

"I think so, Mom." Jacqueline walked over and sat on the chair in front of the table, a little excited and expectant, but also a little scared.

"Then," Yuna stood up and walked in front of Jacqueline, "I will try to use Legilimency on you again later, I hope you will try your best to resist. Don't cast any spells, just like you are Can you do that by emptying your mind like you did before going to bed?"

"Okay, Mom." Jacqueline stood up quickly, holding her hand a little nervously.

"Relax, Jacqueline, relax." Yuna glanced at her. "You have to relax, otherwise you won't be able to get rid of distracting thoughts and let go of all emotions. Now, close your eyes, take a deep breath, and don't think about anything, just like You do what you did for the last two days before going to bed. You can sit down if it helps you, or lie down. Any position you feel comfortable with."

Jacqueline nodded, she took a deep breath, sat back on the chair, and closed her eyes.

Get rid of distracting thoughts and clear your mind.Jacqueline took a deep breath, trying to stabilize her heartbeat and breathing.

This is much more difficult than lying in bed.thought Jacqueline.One is the night when the sky is already completely dark, and the other is the afternoon when the sun is shining brightly.Jacqueline could feel the afternoon sun shining on her face. It was warm at first, but gradually felt a little hot.And even with her eyes closed, she could still feel the sunlight shining through her eyelids.

Soon, she heard the sound of the curtain being drawn, and the surroundings seemed to be dark. Although it was not as dark as at night, it was much better than before.

Jacqueline could feel Yuna standing beside her, her breathing was very light and soft.It seems that he is trying to make himself feel her presence.Jacqueline felt that she was slowly brought into that environment, she quietly counted Yuna's breath, one, two, three...

Her breathing became more and more steady, she was relaxed, very relaxed, she leaned back in the chair, she felt that her mind was blank, and she might fall asleep at any time.It was a strange feeling, she seemed to wake up at any moment, she might be able to control her eyes to open, but she didn't want to.

But soon, a cold feeling poured down from her head, and her brain suddenly woke up, and the feeling that there was a person in her mind, turning her memory as if it were a book, came back.

Calm down, Jacqueline, calm down.She said to herself, get rid of distracting thoughts, don't panic, don't be afraid, it's not a big deal...

She resisted for only a second, maybe longer, maybe shorter.Before she knew it, her memories came back.

She quietly put the feather of the soundless bird into the large wine barrel behind Pete's counter, then sneaked back to her seat, watching Pete laughing as he poured a glass of beer from it and handed it to his guest , and then poured another glass into his big, dirty wine glass...

In her hand she held a note in Una's own handwriting, which she was supposed to give to the old lady who lived on the far west side of the square, but a fine brass clock in a shop window on the side street aroused her concern. Watch out, she walks in...

She was standing in the auditorium. Hermione poked her head out of the stairs just now, and looked downstairs nervously...

Then, everything disappeared, Jacqueline slumped on her chair, panting heavily, and Yuna was still leaning on the table opposite her, looking at her gently.

"That's a big improvement, Jacqueline," she said, nodding encouragingly. "This is only your second practice. You resisted for a while, though not for a long time...that brass clock is The one sold by Reed's?"

Jacqueline nodded, "But I still can't resist completely, Mom." She paused, "I want to try again."

"We can try again tomorrow," Yuna said, pulling up a chair again and sitting across from Jacqueline. "And it's not your goal to resist Legilimency. That's what Occlumency should do. What we have to do is to modify your memories and let me see the illusion."

She stopped and looked at Jacqueline, "It's like in the memory just now, do you remember what you said to me when you were young? You must believe me, you are not in Reed's store Hanging around, instead handing the letter directly to Mrs. Miller. But the excitement in your tone when you mentioned Reed's store, the contentment betrayed you."

"That's not what a child should have when he overcame his own curiosity and successfully resisted the temptation to hand over the letter to an old man. And I also felt your little guilt at that time. These feelings and what you told me happened Things don't match up."

"So it would have been better if I had acted a little regretful, right?" Jacqueline asked with a laugh. "I understand a little bit now, why you were able to find out when I lied at that time, Mom. I thought you had some special ability or were watching me all the time."

Yuna smiled slightly, "This is exactly what we are going to practice, how to make you make up an invisible lie. Details and correct emotions are very important. And what we are going to practice next is the same as our last time The same is how to change your memory. Similarly, I will tell you what you had for breakfast today."

"But I don't want you to remember what really happened this morning. You have to pretend that everything that happened during breakfast didn't exist, and just imagine what I told you. Don't think, don't remember, Don't feel it, just imagine it."

Jacqueline took a long breath and closed her eyes again, "Okay, Mom, I'm ready."

"You had breakfast tea this morning, fried bread and cherry tomatoes."

This time it went much more smoothly, presumably because Jacqueline didn't have to spend most of her time and energy trying to change what she had actually experienced.She doesn't have to talk herself into pouring herself a cup of tea instead of milk, doesn't have to wonder whether she's spreading butter or cranberry sauce on her toast.

Although she had bumps and bumps, it took about twice as long as usual, but anyway, she finished her breakfast in her own imagination.

"How do you feel?" Yuna asked after watching Jacqueline drink a cup of tea, "Is it going well?"

"I think so." Jacqueline gasped. Although it was much better than last time, she still felt a little tired.

"Then before we wrap up today's practice, take me to a picture of your imagination."

"Take you to see the imaginary picture?" Jacqueline was a little surprised, "but what should I do?"

"I need your help with this," Yuna said, putting her hand on Jacqueline's little arm. "My ability is not as strong as yours, so I can't easily see your memories that I want to see. I need you to think about the scene when you had dinner this morning, and then show it to me."

"Then can I do this? Mom." Jacqueline said slightly excitedly, "Can I see other people's memories without Legilimency?"

"That's why I told you last time why you don't need to practice Legilimency." Yuna smiled at her, "We can talk about this issue later. Now, come on, put the memories in your mind Show me."

Jacqueline flattened her mouth slightly and closed her eyes again.Trying hard to imagine the scene when she had dinner this morning.

She sat at the table in the little dining room and poured herself a cup of tea with two spoonfuls of milk and three cubes of sugar.

"Pay attention to the color of the tea, Jacqueline." Yuna reminded her, "You have to pay attention to how it changes from brick red to the current pale cream color. Also, think about it, your previous habit was to drink Milk, why did you turn it into drinking tea today?"

"Maybe I want a sudden change today," Jacqueline said with a smile, trying to relax.

"Then did you decide on the spur of the moment or did you come together this morning?"

"Just a temporary decision?" Jacqueline asked back.

"Give an explanation that fits your habits, Jacqueline." Yuna's voice was very serious.

"Oh, okay." Jacqueline looked at the milk, orange juice, coffee and breakfast cart on her right, "Maybe it's because the milk is too cold today, I don't like to drink too cold milk."

"Very well, then why do you feel that it is so cold?"

"That should be what I felt when I touched the milk bottle."

"Show me, Jacqueline."

Jacqueline thought for a while, and she stretched out her hand to get the milk bottle as usual, but before her hand touched the bottle, she subconsciously withdrew her hand.

"Your reaction is unreal," Yuna said seriously, and at the same time she took her hand from Jacqueline's arm, and Jacqueline opened her eyes and looked at her mother. "But it doesn't matter. For the first time, you have done a good job. I can feel that you are tired, you have lost control of your emotions, and practicing it will not have any effect."

She paused, "Back to what we just said, you have the ability to see other people's memories." Her fingers unconsciously butted together, "According to the records in our family book, when we touch others We have the ability to see the memories we want to see when we are alive. But this ability varies from person to person, can be counteracted by Occlumency, and takes a lot of practice."

"Your grandfather, Uncle Raymond, Uncle William, me and Uncle Lucas, none of us have the ability to do it, but your ability is stronger than ours, so I think you can give it a try."

She stopped and thought for a while, "Okay, I found a memory that I can show you," she winked at Jacqueline, "Now put your hand on my arm and gently put it on my arm." It’s fine, you don’t need to hold on tight.”

Jacqueline quickly complied.

"Remember, when you want to see a certain memory, you must think very clearly about your request. If you only want to see the other person's happy memory, you will find that you are overwhelmed by the other person's memory .Now, in your mind, show me that memory you want to show me."

Show me that memory you'd like to show me...

Show me that memory you'd like to show me...

Show me that memory you'd like to show me...

When Jacqueline meditated for the third time in her heart, the scene in front of her eyes changed, and she was back at Hogwarts, standing in Yuna's office, and Yuna was sitting behind her desk, working hard Correcting students' homework.

This feeling is very strange, completely different from when she dreamed about the real scene in her previous dream.Now she is not anyone else, she is just herself.Jacqueline walked over and waved her hand in front of her. Yuna didn't respond. She looked at the sugar cube bowl on Yuna's table and stretched out her hand, but her hand went straight through, as if she was a A ghost that is not seen by others.

She walked towards the office door, habitually trying to pull the door handle, but her hand went directly to the opposite side of the door.She simply took a step forward and stepped through the door, but there was only a vast expanse of whiteness outside the door, not the ancient rune classroom she remembered, there was nothing.

"Have you had a good time?" Yuna's voice sounded in front of her. Jacqueline opened her eyes and looked at her with a smile, and nodded excitedly.

"It's just mom, I don't understand, why can't I see the ancient magic text classroom next to me?"

"You can only see my memory, Jacqueline." Yuna stood up and waved her wand towards her chair, "You can only experience what I have experienced. The ancient rune classroom is on the other side of the door , I can't see it, so you can't either." She looked up at the grandfather clock in the room. "Well, I think that's it for today."

"That's great!" Jacqueline jumped up. Although her head hurts a bit, she still feels full of energy. "Then I'll take my leave first, Mom." She said and walked quickly towards the door.

"Jacqueline," Yuna sat behind the table, "if you want to see the memories of the townspeople, be careful not to be discovered by them."

"Okay, Mom!" Jacqueline yelled, running downstairs.

Yuna shook her head slightly, with a smile on her lips, looking at the letter that Albus had sent her.