Together [HP]

Hermione didn't seem willing to give up her plan to persuade Harry. When Jacqueline walked into the auditorium in the morning, she saw Hermione chanting non-stop to Harry.This chatter continued into Potions class, and although Harry and Ron remained perfectly quiet, Hermione ignored them.Taking advantage of their silence, they kept warning.She even sat down next to Harry and Ron, lowering her voice.But because her voice sounded so much like a violent hiss, Pansy thought at first that a snake had crawled into the classroom.

Even after the bell for Potions class rang, Hermione was still muttering behind Harry.

"Do you think you'll have a chance to talk to your little girlfriend today?" Pansy said to Jacqueline as she cleared her table.

"If Potter continues with his plan," Jacqueline followed Hermione's example, lowered her voice and rolled her eyes in the air, "I don't think the possibility is great."

"What the hell is Potter trying to do?" Pansy pursed her lips.

"No comment." Jacqueline sighed. "Oh, you'd better hurry up. I'll have a career consultation with Professor Snape later."

"You?" Pansy's eyes were about to pop out, she glanced at Jacqueline, then turned her head to look at Professor Snape in front of her.Professor Snape was slowly arranging the potions on the table.

"You want a consultation?" Pansy asked in disbelief. "What will Professor Graham allow you to do?"

"Everything I want to do." Jacqueline snorted, and then she lowered her voice, "If you don't leave, are you waiting for Professor Snape to put you in confinement?"

"That's right." Pan Xi nodded, she carried her schoolbag on her back, "Then see you in the next class."

"Ten minutes at most." Jacqueline pouted.

"Good luck." Pansy made a face at Jacqueline and walked out of the classroom.

"My girlfriend does," Jacqueline whispered.

"Professor Snape." Jacqueline walked to Snape's long desk and said softly.

Professor Snape responded, he glanced at the flask in his hand, and wrote a score after a name in his roster.

"This conversation is mainly about the subjects you want to study in the sixth year." Snape picked up a ampule again, and Jacqueline glanced at it. Hermione's name was written on it, "Leave Hoag After Woz, what are you going to do."

"Hmm..." Jacqueline didn't react at all. She had never seriously considered this issue. Apart from inheriting the Graham family and carrying out her plan, what else should she do? "I, I think I should..."

"I only accept students with no less than 'Excellent' in the OWLs. Professor McGonagall requires her students to get 'Good' or above. Professor Flitwick requires above 'Good', in fact," said Snape. He didn't seem to expect that Jacqueline would really answer this question, he grabbed a piece of parchment from the corner of his desk, and stuffed it under Jacqueline's nose, "On it you will find professors of various subjects. Please go back and read carefully, you can go to eat."

"It was a pleasure talking to you, Professor Snape." Jacqueline bowed slightly towards Professor Snape, and watched as Professor Snape wrote an E after Hermione's name, which represented 'beyond expectations'.

"That's fast enough." When Jacqueline appeared on the Slytherin table, Pansy looked a little surprised, "It's definitely not more than five minutes."

"What do you think Professor Snape will say to me?" Jacqueline took out the parchment from her pocket, "Before you go to see Professor Snape, maybe you should read this paper first, That might save you another trip."

"I really want to." Pansy shook her head, "But this meeting, employment consultation, is a must, and you can't escape." Pansy said, taking the note from Jacqueline, "Hey , You said, if I am going to explore the world, what courses are necessary?"

"Think about it first, if you tell Professor Snape you're going on an adventure around the world, will he throw you out of his office?"

"I think he's going to pour me a bottle of poison."

In the arithmetic and divination of the first class in the afternoon, Hermione was still nagging. She was completely worried about Harry, and spent the whole class counting possible loopholes in the whole plan.

"But the thing is," Jacqueline whispered, sighing, "you can't talk the Weasley brothers out, and you can't talk Potter out. Anyway, do you know what Potter is going to do this time?" Why, and what is the obsession, to use Umbridge's fireplace?"

"He wants to talk to Sirius?" said Hermione uncertainly. "Dumbledore didn't sacrifice himself to get him fired."

"Talk to Sirius?" Jacqueline rolled her eyes, and she glanced at the professor on the podium. She erected her book, nestled behind the book, and lay down on the table, "He When did you have this unrealistic idea?"

"I'm not sure," said Hermione, frowning slightly. "It was the last day of the Easter break, and Fred said that Ginny said that Harry wanted to talk to Sirius. I don't understand. What does it matter if you don't do it?"

"I just think that if he can make him feel that the value he will pay is definitely lower than what he gets..." Jacqueline leaned on her hand while watching Hermione's pen across the parchment, leaving The next word followed, Jacqueline couldn't help grinning, "Maybe he will give up this hot-headed decision."

"I don't know." Hermione's face fell when she heard the bell, looking at her textbook worriedly. "I only have one class left."

"It's still Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Jacqueline said, blinking her eyes. "If you want, I can take you to skip class. Umbridge probably wishes he couldn't see me."

"I'm going to try anyway," Hermione said weakly, "I can't let him do it, he, he's a little too egotistical, Dumbledore protects him so much, he can't waste Dumbledore's effort."

Jacqueline blinked her eyes. She walked out of the classroom door with Hermione and hugged Hermione gently. "I'm afraid you need more than good luck, my girlfriend, Miss."

Hermione sat next to Harry again during Defense Against the Dark Arts class.She kept talking until Umbridge walked in, and Jacqueline was quite interested in watching Hermione's 'stupid' look with her neck on her neck. Pansy couldn't stand it anymore, she stuck two fingers Listening to my ears, staring at my textbook, reading blah blah blah.

Soon, Professor Umbridge was striding in to give them Defense Against the Dark Arts, panting like she'd just run a race.

"I want you to reconsider and not do what you planned to do, Harry," whispered Hermione, as they turned the page to "Chapter 34, Non-Retaliation and Negotiation," Umm Ricky looks pretty pissed already..."

From time to time, Umbridge gave Harry a few vicious glances, and Harry kept his head down, staring at The Theory of Defense Against Magic.

"Am I the only one who thinks you guys, other than you and Hermione, are not normal today?" Pansy covered her face with a book so that Umbridge couldn't see her, "You two haven't been normal since Christmas Pass."

"I'm more curious about who would make Umbridge like this." Jacqueline said with a smack of her mouth. "If Potter had any brains, he shouldn't find a time when Umbridge is angry. You provoked her, she is eager to fire a few people now."

"I'm afraid there are only two people in the whole school who are capable of fighting against Umbridge," Pansy said, wringing his fingers under the desk, "one is our dean, and the other is your girlfriend's dean. And as for doing it against Umbridge," Pansy pursed her lips, "I think only your girlfriend's dean has this possibility."

"It's not the smartest thing to do, but it's exactly what this school needs," Jacqueline winked at Pansy mysteriously, "a little 'spark'."

"Harry, don't do this, please don't do this!" Hermione and Harry were mixed in the crowd when the bell rang, and Hermione begged him bitterly.

Harry didn't answer.

Ron seemed to have decided not to speak his mind or offer advice; he was reluctant to see Harry, but when Hermione opened his mouth to try to persuade Harry again, he whispered, "Take a break." , okay? He can make up his own mind."

"Always come up with some unreliable ideas." Jacqueline caught up with Hermione and the others from behind, and she flirted with Hermione, who shook her head helplessly.Halfway down the corridor outside they heard screaming and shouting.Those around them who were walking out of the classroom stopped where they were, looking up at the ceiling in fear.

Umbridge sprinted out of his classroom, running as fast as he could on his short legs.Harry drew his wand and hurried off in the opposite direction: act now or never again.

"Harry, please!" Hermione begged feebly.

But Harry seemed to have made up his mind, and he strapped his schoolbag more securely around his shoulders and set off for a run.

"Harry!" Hermione cried anxiously and worriedly. She turned her head and glanced at Jacqueline, as if she wanted to catch up with Ron, but Jacqueline hugged Hermione from behind.

"It's enough for him to be expelled." Jacqueline whispered in Hermione's ear. Hermione looked back at Jacqueline, and Jacqueline shook her head at her, indicating that she hadn't convinced Harry yet.When Jacqueline saw Filch and Umbridge running towards them, she whispered, "Go to the hall, please. Hermione, stay away from her office."

"Miss Graham, Miss Parkinson!" Umbridge glanced at Hermione in Jacqueline's arms with displeasure, "Someone is making trouble on the sixth floor, come with me."