Together [HP]

Hermione has already begun to regret her own choice, needless to say about Potions class, even after Professor Snape issued such a warning, Jacqueline still didn't hold back at all, she seemed to want to help Hermione take the potion directly. done.After finally getting out of class, Hermione almost rushed out the door, but the wolf-like gaze from the long Slytherin table at lunch still made her blush.

Fortunately, Qiu Zhang came to look for Harry, so, taking this opportunity, Hermione fled to the library with Ron.As for the next Umbridge lesson?Hermione could only hope that Jacqueline would restrain herself a little when she saw that Umbridge was from the Ministry of Magic. However, when she walked into the classroom, she saw the penetrating light in Jacqueline's eyes. When the light shines, she is very uncertain.

"I don't think our textbooks are written on Miss Granger's back." Ten minutes after Umbridge asked them to start reading, the sound of Pansy gritting her teeth behind Hermione gave Hermione a Seconds of relief.But for a second, Jacqueline continued to stare blankly at Hermione's back after giving Pansy a quick glance, as if to blame her for meddling.

"Looking at my girlfriend is more useful than reading this useless book." Jacqueline replied rudely.

"We need to talk." After dinner, Hermione just walked out of the restaurant and fell into a familiar embrace.After Hermione allowed herself to enjoy it for a few minutes, she pushed Jacqueline away with difficulty, and the students passing them in the corridor began to look at them very strangely.

"I want to go to the library to do my homework, would you like to come with me?" Jacqueline very naturally, holding Hermione's hand under the surprised eyes of others.Ron's eyeballs nearly popped out.Hermione just blushed, she didn't stop Jacqueline.

"We could indeed talk in the library," Hermione insisted.

Jacqueline responded, and she gently rubbed the back of Hermione's hand with her thumb, "Would you like to go shopping with me on the weekend of Hogsmeade next month?" Jacqueline said, She glared at Ron fiercely, "Alone." She squeezed a few words through her teeth.

Hermione blushed. She obviously knew when Hogsmeade's weekend was. "Of course." She said with a bright smile.

They went into the library, Hermione insisting on finding the least noticeable corner, and she sent Ron to find a book that Jacqueline wasn't sure existed.

"We need to talk." Hermione put her schoolbag on the desk like a thief, blocking the eyes of others, although no one paid attention to them.She leaned forward and said in a low voice.

"Why are we so quiet?" Jacqueline asked in a low voice, imitating her.

"Because I don't want people to hear our conversations."

"what do you want to say?"

"We need to keep our distance!" Hermione said firmly.

Jacqueline's eyes widened. She seemed to be hurt. "Does it embarrass you to be my girlfriend?" She asked sadly, "You don't want others to know about our relationship?"

Hermione shook her head heavily, "No, Jacqueline, I don't think there's anything shameful about it. In fact, I've already told Harry and Ron." She paused, "However, we have to formulate some rule."

"Rules?" Jacqueline was a little confused about the situation, "Is it necessary to make rules when you are in love?"

"To fall in love with you, I need to make some rules." Hermione said angrily. "You have to stop doing that in class."

"What?" Jiegui asked pretending not to understand.

"Look at me!" said Hermione through gritted teeth. "You're distracting me from my lectures."

"Okay." Jacqueline muttered with some disappointment, she turned around and took out a piece of parchment and a quill from her schoolbag, and she pushed them in front of Hermione angrily, "Okay , then write all your goddamn rules. Write them all down and let me see where I can't stare at my girlfriend other than in class."

Hermione took a deep breath, her face flushed a little, she pushed back the parchment and quill, "No more."

Jacqueline's eyes lit up immediately, and she asked with a little excitement, "So, that is to say, I can't stare at you except in class..."

"Yes," Hermione's ears were bright red, her voice was trembling, it seemed that she had made a lot of determination, "anywhere else, you can, um, do what you want, as long as you Not too much. Hmmm..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jacqueline leaned over, and she directly held Hermione's face and kissed it.

Jacqueline bit Hermione's lower lip lightly with her teeth, and then lightly licked Hermione's lips with her tongue. Hermione was taken aback for a moment, and then she couldn't help deepening the kiss.

"You..." It wasn't until Ron's voice sounded beside them that Hermione seemed to wake up from a dream. She pushed Jacqueline away, and glanced at Jacqueline shamefully and angrily. With a straight face, she started to take out all the books in her schoolbag.

Jacqueline squinted at Ron with some dissatisfaction. Ron stood there looking at a loss, holding a large book in his hand. "I, I just wanted to say..." He swallowed.

"Oh, you've found the book," Jacqueline said quietly. "Very well, I'll call you if we need anything else."

"Jacqueline!" Hermione raised her head and glared at Jacqueline. The blush on her face hadn't faded. She took the book from Ron, "This is me in your small town. That book you fancy, I think it will help us a lot. Also, you'd better start writing your homework."

Jacqueline pursed her lips, and reluctantly picked up the quill on the table.

Harry looked a little shivering and very pale when he entered the library just before curfew.He went straight to Jacqueline's table and sat there stiffly.Jacqueline glanced at him, raised her eyebrows, and continued with the homework assigned by Umbridge.

"How?" Hermione asked in a worried voice. "Are you all right, Harry."

"Well, all right? I don't know." Harry said a little irritably, frowning in pain, "I seem, I just found out, that weapon, Voldemort hid a weapon in the Ministry of Magic."

When Jacqueline heard the name, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and Hermione, when Harry said the name, put her hand on Jacqueline's arm and stroked it gently. .

"I think it's the Department of Mysteries," Harry whispered. "Mr. Weasley and I saw that door when we went to the courtroom. It's the same door he was guarding when he was bitten by the snake."

"Of course." Hermione let out a long breath. "I'll bet that's the same door that Sturgis Podmore tried to break into the Ministry of Magic."

"What the hell is in the Department of Mysteries?" Harry asked. "Do any of you know?"

"I know they call the people who work there 'The Silent Men,'" Ron frowned, "because no one seems to know what they're doing, and it's weird to have weapons in a place like that."

"But it all makes sense," said Harry, rubbing his forehead with his hands, as if trying to smooth it out. "I think the Ministry of Magic must be developing some sort of top-secret weapon over there."

"And You-Know-Who wants it?" Hermione asked, "But, what kind of weapon would even You-Know-Who want?"

"Why don't you ask your girlfriend?" Ron snorted, and he looked at Jacqueline, "Don't we have a big man sitting here who doesn't do anything?"

"I don't think I have any need to help you and Potter." Jacqueline said while lowering her head while doing her homework.

Ron glared at her angrily, but Hermione shot Ron a look. "So, Jacqueline, what do you think the Department of Mysteries will be?"

"Anyway, it can't be a weapon." Jacqueline shrugged her shoulders. "I don't think people like the mysterious man need any weapons. Of course, it would be different if the weapon was a magic wand. But , there are no wands in the Department of Mysteries."

"You seem to have gone in." Ron said unwillingly.

"I haven't really gone in." Jacqueline looked up, she looked at Ron, and nodded slowly, "But our family has records that some wizards have discovered that there is an innate magic, and its form of existence is Hard to explain, and almost uncontrollable. So, those wizards called the Reticent Men are there all day long to study these mysterious powers."

"That's right." Hermione nodded, "Harry, are you really all right?"

"Huh? It's okay." Harry put his hands down, his hands were shaking, "It's just a little... I don't like Occlumency very much."

"The brain is attacked again and again, and I think everyone will go numb." Hermione said sympathetically, and she began to pack the things on the table and return to her schoolbag.She stood up, looking a little hesitant, and then she took the initiative to walk in front of Jacqueline and kissed her lightly, "Let's go back to the common room, it will be more comfortable there." She blushed Looking at Jacqueline, "Don't stay too late, shall we meet in the auditorium tomorrow morning?"

Jacqueline raised the corners of her mouth proudly, swept Harry and Ron a little provocatively, and nodded obediently.

When Jacqueline approached the Great Hall the next morning, Hermione was already waiting for her at the door.Hermione greeted Jacqueline with a smile, and Jacqueline kissed Hermione's lips without hesitation.They walked into the auditorium hand in hand, although it was only a few steps away, and then they each walked to their own tables.

But Jacqueline's good mood didn't last long. When Hermione's scream sounded from the long table in Gryffindor, her body acted before her brain could react. He threw down the knife and fork in his hand at a speed that he couldn't believe, and ran directly to Hermione's side.

"What's the matter?" she asked, glaring at Harry and Ron, but the boys could only shake their heads.

"Look at this." Hermione spread the newspaper on the table, pointing to the ten black and white photos that filled the front page, the faces of nine wizards and one witch, some of them were silently laughing, some arrogantly tapped their fingers with border.Each photo has a name and the crime of being imprisoned in Azkaban.

Antonindo Lokhov, a wizard with a long, pale, distorted face who sneered at Jacqueline, brutally murdered Gideon and Fabian Prewett.

August Rookwood, a pock-faced man with oily hair leaning against the border, with a tired expression, revealed the secrets of the Ministry of Magic to the mysterious person.

But Jacqueline's eyes were drawn to the witch.Jacqueline gasped at her face the first time she saw it in the paper, her long black hair looked disheveled in the photo, but Jacqueline had seen it smooth and ebony.Her eyes stared at her from under thick lids, and a haughty, contemptuous smile played on her thin lips.

"Bellatrix Lestrange, tortured and permanently disabled Frank and Alice Longbottom." Jacqueline put her finger on the line and read, her finger It was so hard that it almost punctured the newspaper.

"Have you seen her?" Hermione asked softly beside her.

"In my dream." Jacqueline nodded slowly, and she replied with the same voice, "My father...I have seen her."

Hermione patted her arm lightly and pointed to the caption above the photo.

Azkaban multiplayer escape Ministry of Magic fears Black is Death Eater's 'caller'

"Black?" Harry called out across from them, "No..."

"Shh!" Hermione said urgently. "Be quiet and look down!"

The Ministry of Magic announced last night a mass escape from Azkaban.Minister Cornelius Fudge confirmed in an interview in his office that ten felons had escaped last night and that he had informed the Muggle Prime Minister of the danger of the fugitives.

"It's a shame that we're in the same situation we were in when the murderer Sirius Black escaped two and a half years ago," Fudge said last night. Response, knowing that Black, as the first person to escape from Azkaban, is in the best position to help others escape from prison. The fugitives also include Black's cousin Bellatrix Lestrange. We think these fugitives may take Blake is the leader. But the Ministry of Magic is sparing no effort in hunting down the fugitives and the public is being asked to remain vigilant not to approach these high profile criminals."

"Look, Harry," said Ron fearfully, "so he was so happy last night?"

"I can't believe it," Harry growled, "Fudge blamed Sirius for the escape?"

"What else can he do?" said Hermione sarcastically. "He can say 'I'm sorry, Dumbledore reminded me that the Warden of Azkaban has gone to You-Know-Who.' Don't hum, Ron, 'Now Mystery Man's right-hand man is gone too'! He spent six months telling everyone that Harry and Dumbledore were liars, didn't he?"

Hermione opened the newspaper and began to read the reports inside.

Jacqueline subconsciously looked towards the staff table. Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were talking closely, and both of them had extremely stern faces.Professor Sprout leaned the Daily Prophet against the ketchup bottle and read the first edition intently, holding his spoon in the air and not even noticing that the egg yolk dripped onto his lap.Across the table, Professor Umbridge was gulping down her porridge, her toad eyes not searching the hall for misbehaving students for the first time.She ate with a frown, casting vicious glances now and then in the direction of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.Una and Professor Snape, they seemed to be all right, eating breakfast as usual, but from the rhythmic shaking of Yuna's left little finger, Jacqueline knew that her mother was thinking.

what can I do?Jacqueline frowned and thought, we need a minister who understands the current situation better and more clearly than him, and who can fight against the mysterious man.

"There are worse ones," said Hermione, pointing to the tenth page, which Jacqueline bent over Hermione to read.

Ministry of Magic employee dies unexpectedly St Mungo's Hospital last night pledged a full investigation into the death of Ministry of Magic employee Broderick Bird. Mr. Bode, 49, was strangled to death by a potted plant on his hospital bed, but the therapist failed to rescue him.Mr Bird had been injured in a work accident a few weeks earlier.

Meremus Straw, the therapist who was in charge of Mr. Bird's ward at the time of the accident, was suspended with pay and declined to be interviewed.But a hospital spokesman said: "St Mungo's deeply regrets the death of Mr Bird, who was recovering from the tragedy."

"We have strict rules about decorations in the wards, but therapist Straw, in the midst of the Christmas rush, overlooked the dangerous nature of Mr Bird's bedside plants. With Mr Bird's speech and mobility restored, she Encouraging him to tend the potted plant himself, he failed to see that it was not a harmless crab claw orchid but a devil's net, and the convalescent Mr. Bird strangled to death as soon as he touched it.

"St. Mungo's Hospital is still unable to explain how this potted plant appeared in the ward. We hope that those who know the inside can provide clues."

"Bod?" Jacqueline lowered her head and whispered in Hermione's ear. Her breath made Hermione's ears turn red. "Who is Bod?"

"We've seen him," said Harry, remembering the scene, horror welling up in his throat like bile. "At St. Mungo's, remember? He had the bed opposite Lockhart, and he just lay there staring at the ceiling. We saw the devil's web too, how could we not recognize the devil's web? We've seen it before? We It could have been prevented?"

"Who would have thought Devil's Net would show up in a hospital disguised as a potted plant?" said Ron sharply. "It's not us, it's the gift-giver! Must be a fool, why don't you see what you're buying?"

"Come on, Ron!" said Hermione uneasily. "I don't think anyone would put a devil's net in a pot without seeing it trying to strangle anyone who touched it. Murder?"

Hermione turned her face slightly, looked at Jacqueline on the side, and wanted to seek her ally, Jacqueline nodded slightly, so Hermione continued. "This is a clever murder. If the person who sent the plant didn't leave his name, who can find out?"

"Why did they kill this Bode?" Jacqueline asked with some confusion.

"I met Bode," said Harry slowly, "with Ron's father at the Ministry."

Ron's mouth fell open. "I've heard Dad mention him at home! He's a Reticent Man, and he works in the Department of Mysteries!"

The three of them looked at each other, and Jacqueline snorted, "I see." She said in a low voice.

Hermione pulled the paper away, turned to the front page, stared at the ten escaped Death Eaters for a moment, then jumped up.

"You can use my owl." Jacqueline didn't look surprised at all. "And if she doesn't want to come, you can add these few words."

She put her mouth on Hermione's ear and whispered, "The girl from the family that can't write down is looking for her."

Hermione looked a little surprised, but she quickly said with a little excitement, "So, you did that article."

"No." Jacqueline smiled back and shook her head. "That's my father's masterpiece. Well, don't you want to send a letter? The first class will start soon."