Together [HP]

"Relax, Hermione." Jacqueline said next to Hermione's ear, which quickly turned red. "Open your eyes and look around you. Even here, few creatures can look down from a high altitude? Besides," Jacqueline said in a low voice, "I'm right behind you, even if I want to fall, I'm with you too."

Hermione only felt the warmth in her heart, she boldly opened her eyes, and the winter wind whistled past her ears.Fortunately, it didn't snow today, and her eyes were wide open.

Right in front of her, submerged in a forest, was a very old and laid-back town.Smoke billows from the kitchen, and it looks like every household has started making dinner.And in a more distant place, there are snow-white wheat fields, mountains stacked on top of each other, and the sea with the same color of sea and sky.

Hermione turned her head. Behind them, Graham's Castle with its blue roof and white brick walls stood quietly on the hillside, with waterfalls like silver satin pouring down from the mountains.The scattered lakes around the castle are like a fairyland on earth.

"It's really beautiful here." Hermione leaned tightly on Jacqueline's body, "and it's very peaceful."

"You've made this place more beautiful." Jacqueline whispered in Hermione's ear. "You know, our family has a house in the village. If you want in the future, we can live there from time to time."

"Are you still planning on bringing your house-elf with you?" Hermione quipped.

"Noam must come here." Jacqueline said seriously, "Otherwise I will starve to death, and you can't expect me to do so many housework. Although our family can make potions, we must Let's cook... we don't have that talent."

"But look," Hermione pointed forward, and at this moment Barry was flying them over the village, and he began to turn slowly and descend.Hermione didn't adapt for a moment, she slid down.Jacqueline squeezed Barry between her legs, then pulled Hermione back into her arms.

"Be careful," Jacqueline said softly.

"Not every villager in the village has a house-elf," Hermione continued after she steadied herself.

"But," Jacqueline said with a little pride behind her, "none of them will ever be a Marquis. And it would be very bad manners for a man with a title to clean it himself." I'm sure you don't want me to be a laughing stock."

"Of course I don't," Hermione said, frowning. "But no, I just think... I think if I want to push SPEW, it should start with us."

"But," Jacqueline blinked, at this time Barry had landed at the end of the village.Jacqueline helped Hermione down, then patted Barry lightly.Barry stared intently at Hermione with his large eyes.Jacqueline gave a 'tsk' anxiously.

"Okay, okay." Jacqueline said while pushing Barry, "You should go back, there is a long distance from here to the forest. If you don't go back before dark, your family You'll be worried, right?"

Barry gave Jacqueline a strange look, raised his head and screamed, spread his wings, and soared into the air.

"Your friend is very cute." Hermione looked at Jacqueline with a reddish face, and the afterglow of the setting sun cast a hazy layer of gold on her face.

Jacqueline was a little stunned. After she realized that she had been watching Hermione for a long time, she quickly withdrew her gaze, blushed and said with some dissatisfaction, "Oh, yes. It's just that they are a little bit involved There are too many, as if I have never seen a living person."

"Maybe they just haven't seen anyone from outside," said Hermione, blushing, and turned away, pretending to be interested in a furniture store down the street.

"Maybe," Jacqueline pursed her lips and nodded, "but I don't think it's something to be ashamed of, I'll just bring..." Jacqueline gave Hermione a quick look, and then she looked back To the window, "The most important outsider to me is back."

They held hands and walked on the stone road. Sometimes Hermione would have a strong interest in the small shops on the street.But unfortunately, the shops are closed at this time, and people are going home to prepare for the evening party.

"I can't believe it," Hermione said excitedly when they passed a children's toy store, "you have toys too! I mean!" She looked at the little wands in the cupboard in surprise, "You're so young to have a wand! I didn't have my first wand until I got my acceptance letter from Hogwarts."

"These are just toys, Hermione." Jacqueline smiled softly behind her, "When you wave them, there will only be a few lights at most, and no spells will change. So, we are the same as you, I It was also the first year at Hogwarts that I got my first wand."

"But, still." Hermione squinted curiously on the window, blinking her eyes, "Look at these talking dolls, building blocks, and that glowing ball. I really wish I could have these cute things in my childhood." toys."

"Then I'm probably the opposite of you." Jacqueline flattened her mouth, "You know, that doll doesn't need to sleep, so she can talk all day long, and you can imagine her making noises when I'm sleeping , wake me up?"

"And that block, you have to put it in the right place and it will glow what they call a beautiful glow, a beautiful song, and if you make the slightest mistake, they will squirt stinky juice. "

"As for the ball, well, where do I start? You just use a little more force and it screams."

Hermione looked at Jacqueline's long face, and immediately smiled 'giggle', "It seems that we all have our own troubles, don't we?"

Jacqueline shrugged helplessly, "Who says no?"

They continued to walk forward, looking at the shops on the side of the street. Hermione was a little overwhelmed by the dazzling array of goods hanging in them.Some villagers have started to come out of their homes one after another.They have a variety of food in their hands and are more than happy to share it with others.

"I think it's a lot bigger than Hogsmeade." Until finally, when the sun was almost fully down, Hermione finally decided to give up. They had spent too much time, and they didn't even have a block Walked by, "But why do you say this is a village? It can catch up with a town."

"If you want, we can continue to walk, it doesn't matter if it's a little late. They will be noisy until very late, probably until the early morning. But if you are hungry," Jacqueline said, holding her hand just from a villager He handed over the pork pies that he brought from his plate, "You don't have to worry about it, we can eat a lot of their homemade food along the way."

Jacqueline paused and continued, "As for why this place is called a village instead of a town... Actually, I don't know very well. According to our family's historical records, our ancestors first came here with his entourage. His fief. Then they cast various spells to hide it, and somehow changed its original location. From that time on, his followers lived in this village."

"After that, the villagers in this village began to multiply slowly, and developed to the current scale, becoming a small town, but," Jacqueline shrugged, "we still call it A village."

They chatted all the way and walked slowly towards the square in the village. When they were about to reach the square, it was completely dark.Although they didn't sit down to dinner in a serious way, they were very stuffed, and Hermione ate sausages made of all kinds of strange meats along the way.Jacqueline advises that she better not ask what the sausages are made of.

There are also some roasted birds of various sizes.Again, Jacqueline said she'd better not know what those were.Of course, Jacqueline also took a large bottle of iced pumpkin juice from a trembling old man who couldn't be older.

"Their family has Veela blood." Jacqueline said while pouring pumpkin juice into the wine bottle she carried with her, "but it's already very thin. According to records, the ancestor who came here first was Veela, unfortunately, is the only Veela in this small town."

She said and handed the bottle of pumpkin juice to Hermione, "Try it, their pumpkin juice is still made in the oldest way."

Hermione took a sip cautiously, the taste was very mellow, with a faint milky aroma.It's definitely better than Hogwarts.

They turned a corner, and there was a wide square in front of them.Now a raging bonfire has risen in the center of the square, many, um, many strange-looking people are singing and dancing around the bonfire, and there are many elves flying around the bonfire.There are a lot of food on one side of the square, all brought from home by the villagers themselves.

And right next to the bonfire, at the nearest place to them, a man about the size of Hagrid set up a two-person grill, and in front of him was a calf that was sizzling with oil.The little giant turned over the calf in one hand, and drank heavily from a wine bottle that was like a keg in the other.There are several wooden barrels as tall as a person at his feet.

"Ha, Jacqueline!" The little giant saw them from a long distance, and waved desperately at them, "I'm still wondering if you've been detained by the madam, if you miss this one today, you'll regret it for the rest of your life Yes. I got the best yearling calf at Jeremy's. Oh, and you brought a friend?"

The little giant lowered his somewhat troll-like head and looked at Hermione carefully, "Who are you? Are you our little Jacqueline's friend at Hogwarts?"

"I'm Hermione Granger, sir." Hermione raised her head and reached out to the little giant. "Are you?"

"I'm Pete!" The little giant held out his hand that had been shaking the calf. Hermione frowned slightly, and shook hands with Pete.Jacqueline immediately took a handkerchief from Hermione's pocket and helped her wipe off the oily hands.

"I've heard the name Hermione." Pete turned to look at Jacqueline.

"Oh, yes." Jacqueline blushed, she took two clean wine glasses from the side of the big wooden barrel, and scooped two glasses of butterbeer from the barrel, "I'm probably in your bar Bring it up a few times, hey, can we have a piece of beef?"

"No, I remember recently." Pete picked up a long knife, cut off two slices of perfectly roasted beef and put it on a side plate. He suddenly patted himself on the head with the hand holding the knife.

Hermione was startled, the knife almost pierced Pete's head.Pete lowered his waist, and stared at Hermione with two big eyes like copper bells, "She is the girl you were looking for when you dug me out of bed at night and didn't say a word!"

"Peter," Jacqueline said quickly, "it's still us... I hope you don't..."

But when it was too late, Pete straightened up, raised his voice, and shouted in a voice like thunder, "Hey, be quiet! Our little Jacqueline brought her girlfriend back!"