Together [HP]

"But why aren't you taking Occlumency classes anymore?" Hermione asked, frowning.

"I told you," Harry muttered, "Snape thinks I've got something to learn now, and I can go on with it myself."

"So you don't have those weird dreams anymore?" said Hermione suspiciously.

"Probably," said Harry, not looking at her.

"No, I don't think Snape should stop taking Occlumency lessons unless you're absolutely sure you can control those dreams yourself!" said Hermione angrily. "Harry, I think you should go to him, please. ..."

"I don't think it's possible, dear Miss Granger." Jacqueline didn't stop the pen in her hand, she just raised her eyebrows.

Today was the first day of the Easter holiday, and Hermione spent most of the day making a review schedule for Ron and Harry according to her old habit.Harry and Ron let her do it; it was easier than arguing with her, and besides, a timetable might come in handy.

"Of course that's impossible," said Ron, turning the pages of the book. "I've known for a long time that Snape couldn't have really wanted to help Harry. He refused to teach Harry just after Dumbledore left school. Isn't that obvious?"

"Don't blame everything on our dean." Jacqueline frowned dissatisfiedly, "Your good friend, Mr. Potter, didn't tell the truth."

"What do you mean?" Ron bit his quill, staring at Jacqueline.

"Move your head that is about to become a display, Weasley. It was Dumbledore who asked Professor Snape to teach Potter Occlumency. If there is no special reason, it is impossible for Professor Snape to teach Potter Throw it out. Even if he behaved worse than he did in Potions class."

"What's more," Jacqueline said with a twitch of her lips, she raised her head and looked at Harry casually.Harry felt that Jacqueline's eyes seemed to see through him, "If this Mr. Potter has really reached the stage where he can practice Occlumency by himself, then his lies should not be seen through so easily."

Ron grunted and continued flipping through his book.

"I don't know when you will be able to tell when someone is lying, Miss Graham." Hermione said while tapping each small square on Ron's timetable with her wand, so different subjects Different colors flashed.

Jacqueline smiled and winked at Hermione, "There are many things you don't know waiting to be discovered, Miss Granger"

Hermione looked up and glared at Jacqueline, "Okay, here you are," she said as she handed the schedule to Ron, "If you follow this schedule, you should do well."

Ron looked down at his chronograph in dismay, then cheered up.

"You give me one night a week to rest!"

"That's for Quidditch practice," said Hermione.

The smile on Ron's face faded.

"What's the use?" he said. "Our chances of winning the Quidditch Cup this year are about as good as my dad's chances of being Minister for Magic."

Jacqueline smiled slyly. She looked at Hermione and raised her eyebrows, "It seems that, Miss Granger, this year's House Cup will be in our hands again."

Hermione shook her head helplessly, she didn't say anything, and looked at Harry.Harry was staring blankly at his textbook, the quill suspended in mid-air in his hand, ink dripping from the tip.

"What's the matter, Harry?"

"What?" he said quickly. "It's all right."

"I saw Cho Chang a while ago," Hermione said tentatively. "She looks sad?? Are you two fighting again?"

"Wh... oh yes, we had a fight," said Harry, happily jumping on the excuse.

"Why are you arguing?"

"For her furtive friend, Marietta," said Harry.

"Oh, that's right, I don't blame you at all!" Ron said angrily and put down his review schedule, "If it wasn't for her..."

Ron began to scold Marietta Aikemo, Jacqueline rolled her eyes at Ron, and she looked at Hermione, who was scribbling.Jacqueline glanced around, Ron, Harry's attention was obviously not on them.Jacqueline tapped Hermione's thigh lightly under the long table, and Hermione's body shook involuntarily, and the quill in her hand almost drew a line on the parchment.

Hermione looked over slightly angrily, and Jacqueline made a silent gesture to her, then shook her head towards the library door, motioning Hermione and herself to go out.

But Hermione glanced at her book and shook her head resolutely.

Jacqueline pouted, snorted, put down the quill in her hand, and walked straight out.Hermione curled her lips, shook her head slightly, and followed Jacqueline out.

"Jacqueline," Hermione walked out of the library, looked at Jacqueline who was smiling happily with her chest in front of her, and gently shook her head, "We have a lot of things to do this Easter."

"Oh, yes." Jacqueline put her arms around Hermione's waist and kissed her. "Exams are coming up, aren't they, Miss Know-it-all. Ready to continue being second in your year?"

"I'm ready to surpass you," said Hermione.

"Well," Jacqueline nodded, "then you should be prepared to surpass me. But," Jacqueline let go of her hand, "do you know a tradition of Easter?"

"I don't know if our Muggle Easter traditions are the same as your wizard's Easter traditions," Hermione said softly.

"You know what I'm talking about." Jacqueline pursed her lips and said with a smile, she took out a chocolate egg wrapped in a bit of ugly from the pocket of her magic robe. "Happy Easter, Miss Granger. I assure you, this chocolate egg is perfectly safe, or so Dobby says."

"Thank you, Jacqueline." Hermione brought the chocolate egg over. "Happy Easter, Jacqueline." She turned to go into the library.But Jacqueline reached out and grabbed Hermione.

Jacqueline spread her palms to Hermione, "Where's mine, Hermione? Where's my chocolate egg?"

Hermione smiled happily, and she turned her head and winked at Jacqueline, "Check your pockets, my Slytherin girlfriend."

In addition to the OWLs exams that they need to worry about, at the end of the Easter holiday, a batch of pamphlets and leaflets about various magical professions appeared on the table in the common room.In addition to this there is a notice posted on the bulletin board which reads: Career Counseling: All [-]th graders must attend a short talk during the first week of summer term to discuss future employment with their Faculty Dean .The specific time list is as follows.

"I don't see how it's going to do us any good." Pansy casually picked up a pamphlet on the table, which was a promotional book about wizard banking, "Listen, listen: travel, adventure, in danger Are you looking for this kind of challenging work? Consider a job at Gringotts Wizarding Bank, which is currently recruiting spellbreakers and enjoys the exciting opportunity to go abroad .”

"If my memory is correct, all the treasures obtained in the work must be handed in. Apart from benefiting Gringotts, I don't see any attraction." Jacqueline typed a Big yawn, "I'm going to have breakfast, I think my conversation with Professor Snape can be over in five minutes."

"Most of us should be the same," Pansy said absently, as Jacqueline and Jacqueline walked up the stairs leading to the auditorium. "I'd love to take the risk, but if I do, You can come to my funeral."

"Then maybe I can become a therapist," Jacqueline joked, "so you know where to find me."

They walked into the auditorium quietly, and Jacqueline habitually swept towards the long table of Gryffindor. She wanted to go over and give Hermione a kiss, but there was a small pink book on the glass in front of Hermione. book.

"What kind of job is your little girlfriend going to get?" Pansy asked, "But she doesn't really need to work, does she?"

"I haven't talked to her about it yet." Jacqueline sat down on the long Slytherin table and poured herself a glass of milk. "I can't imagine a 'know-it-all' lady staying at home."

"You are afraid that she will suddenly create an organization similar to SPEW or DA for you." Pansy said vaguely.

"Even if she creates a dozen similar organizations, I'm not afraid." Jacqueline shook her head. "I'm just worried that she will protect the rights and interests of all creatures except wizards. At that time, I'm afraid that the most I am the one who has no rights."

"How do I feel that you will be willing?" Pansy asked with raised eyes.

"Eat your meal, Parkinson."

"We have to stop Harry!" On the last day of the Easter holiday, Harry and Ron returned to the Gryffindor common room early in the morning.Jacqueline pulled Hermione up to the observatory again, but Hermione looked absent-minded, her eyebrows furrowed.

"How are you going to stop someone as stubborn as you?" After Hermione explained what happened to Jacqueline, Jacqueline sat on the edge of the observatory. Although the sky was dark, it was not Affect Jacqueline and Hermione's viewing interest.

"I don't know." Hermione frowned and dragged her chin, sitting there cross-legged, "They all agreed, but I think it's too risky, how could Harry do it, especially when Dumbledore In order to protect him, Lido..."

"Anyway," Jacqueline turned her head, and she helped Hermione tidy up her scarf, "anyway, tomorrow, by then, you'd better be with me, and Slytherin, or, if you can, you'd better Let Umbridge see you."

"I can't," said Hermione in great distress. "If, if Harry finally decides to do it, I have to help him. I can't let him be caught by Umbridge."

"In that case," Jacqueline smiled wryly, "I'm afraid I'll find a way to help you hold Umbridge back, right?"

"You're the one who shouldn't be involved." Hermione sighed. "Besides, I'm very worried about Fred and George. Judging by their meaning, they don't seem to want to read any further. But, Where can they go?"

"They opened a store," Jacqueline replied.

"A store?" Hermione asked in surprise. "This is how the same thing?"

"They wanted to buy a store in Diagon Alley some time ago, and I saw their application." Jacqueline said briskly.

"But how would they have the funds? Diagon Alley shouldn't be cheap, right? No, wait, why did you see their application?" Hermione asked sharply, looking completely puzzled.

"Where did their funds come from? I really don't know." Jacqueline touched her nose. "As for why I saw their application..." Jacqueline shook her head proudly and said, " Because the store they want to sell belongs to our family."

Hermione's eyes widened, and she looked at Jacqueline in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe her ears.Then she took a long, deep breath, "Jacqueline, you..."

"I'm not joking when I said I can keep you." Jacqueline got up from the ground, and she stretched out her hand to Hermione, "Also, Miss Granger. I also have a stake in the Weasley brothers' store."