Together [HP]

"I think we should tell them anyway." Hermione was sitting in the library one evening a few days after Fred and George had left, but her eyes drifted out of the window when Montague's parents arrived at the castle that afternoon. .Ever since Montague was pushed into the toilet, he was always in a daze, and sometimes he didn't even know where he was.

"Maybe we should tell Madam Pomfrey what happened to him, in case it helps Madam Pomfrey cure him?"

"Of course I can't say, he'll be back to normal." Ron said indifferently.

"It'll give Umbridge a little more trouble anyway, won't it?" said Harry contentedly.

"That's great," Hermione said, resting her chin on the textbook in front of her, "but what if Montague has long-term sequelae?"

"Who cares," said Ron impatiently, "Monta shouldn't be trying to take all Gryffindor points away, should he? If you want to worry about anyone, Hermione..."

"Then worry about me." Jacqueline said unceremoniously while opening the letter with one hand.

"You?" Ron looked Jacqueline up and down, "What do you have to worry about? You are now the popular man in front of Umbridge."

"Because I'm her girlfriend." Jacqueline said rightly, she glanced at the envelope in front of her, picked up the quill and began to reply. "But you should really worry about yourself, Weasley, hasn't Mrs Weasley sent you a Howler letter?"

Ron sighed gloomily, "She's just not there yet, but she's going to blame me for all the mistakes. She'll say, I should have stopped them from leaving, I should have grabbed their broomsticks tail hanging down there or something. Yeah, it's all my fault."

"But there's nothing you can do about it. Their front is in Diagon Alley," Hermione said as she glanced at Jacqueline, who just raised her head, she smiled at Hermione and blinked, "That place The rent should be very expensive, so they must have been planning for a long time."

"They need tons of Galleons to pay the rent in a place like Diagon Alley," said Ron, scratching his chin with a quill, "my mother must have wondered what they did to Got so much money."

"Why are you bothering about where their money is coming from?" Jacqueline asked.

"What if they sold some of the goods that Mundungus stole?" Hermione said with some concern, "or something worse. You..." Hermione just said, Jagui Lin watched her raise her eyebrows, and Hermione coughed in embarrassment to cover it up.

"Wouldn't the people who rented it to them look up where their money came from?"

"They're not stealing goods," said Harry curtly.

"How do you know?" Ron and Hermione asked simultaneously.

"Because," said Harry after a moment's hesitation, quickly, "because they got gold from me. I gave them the winnings from the Triwizard Tournament last June."

Ron and Hermione were taken aback, and Jacqueline grumbled from her throat.

"Uh, Harry, you didn't do that!" said Hermione in disbelief.

"No, I did," said Harry stubbornly, "and I don't regret it. I don't need that gold, and they can open a successful joke shop."

"This is wonderful!" said Ron excitedly. "It's all your fault, Harry, and Mum can't blame me at all! Can I tell her?"

"Well, I think you'd better tell her," said Harry darkly, "especially if she thinks they're receiving stolen cauldrons or something."

Hermione stared at Harry with wide eyes, her expression was very determined and she wanted to say something, but before her voice came out, she glanced at Jacqueline, who had already lowered her head and started doing her homework.Hermione closed her mouth again, and let out a dissatisfied snort from her throat.Jacqueline grinned and shook her head.

However, when they had just left the library because of the curfew, Hermione once again opened her mouth resolutely.

Before she could speak, Harry cut her off.

"It's no use nagging me, it's happened," he said firmly. "Fred and George have got the gold, and it looks like they've spent a lot of it. I can't get it back from them, I Don't want to either. So save yourself, Hermione."

"I didn't mean to talk about Fred and George!" Hermione said aggrievedly.

Ron snorted in disbelief, and Hermione shot him a hard look.

"Ten points from Gryffindor," Jacqueline said suddenly beside Hermione.Terrified, Harry and Ron looked at Jacqueline together.

"Why!" Ron yelled.

"Because of you, Mr. Potter, you didn't let my girlfriend talk, and you, Weasley, you expressed your distrust of her." Jacqueline said very seriously, and then she kissed Hermione, "So, good night, Hermione. Get a good night's sleep. Oh, and give Gryffindor ten more points, because I would like to." She greeted Hermione leisurely, and walked downstairs with her schoolbag on her back .

"Does that mean we'll have to listen to her nagging in the future?" Ron said, looking at Harry in surprise.

"You're the best!" Hermione said with her chin held high, leading the way to the Gryffindor common room.

The Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw takes place on the last weekend in May. It is the finale of the Quidditch season and the match that will determine the Quidditch Cup.

Jacquiline had no interest in this kind of competition, even though Umbridge demanded that all members of the investigative operations team be present.And she also understood that Hermione would definitely sit and cheer with the Gryffindors in this match.But in the end she was dragged out by Pansy.

"You need to give your brain a break, and give us a chance to catch up with you." Pansy said earnestly, "Although you and Miss Granger have run far away, we can't even catch up with the dust you raised. I can’t even see a grain, but you still have to give us some hope, don’t you? If people like you spend this time studying, how can we have the nerve to watch the game without any burden?”

So, when Ron missed another ball, Jacquiline sat in the audience, took a look at the cloudless sky, closed her eyes, and cleared her mind.

"Jacqueline, Jacqueline!" Just as Jacqueline was in a daze, half asleep, she was pushed awake.

"Pansy," Jacqueline asked before opening her eyes, "is the game over? We can go back."

"I'm the one looking for you." Seeing that Jacqueline woke up, Hermione jumped up excitedly, and said in a trembling voice, "I really can't believe him, I really can't believe him."

Jacqueline was slightly stunned, she didn't react at all, she could only instinctively pat Hermione on the back, "Can you tell me what happened first, Hermione."

"A giant! A giant in the Forbidden Forest! We still have to teach him English!" said Hermione excitedly. "He always takes it for granted that we can get past those dangerous horses on our way in and out of the Forbidden Forest." People! I, dare not, believe, him!"

"Him?" Jacqueline tried her best to reassure Hermione with a calm tone. At this time, the entire auditorium was empty and there was no one. "Is it Hagrid? What does he want you to do?"

So it took Hermione more than ten minutes to tell Jacqueline the whole thing intermittently.When she was about to finish speaking, Jacqueline had come out of her stupid state. She took a deep breath and tried to calmly say, "One, a giant? Still hiding in the forest?"

"And," Hermione said angrily, sitting aside, her eyes already filled with tears, "he's going to be kicked out, and honestly, after all this, who can blame Ugly?" Where's Mlich?"

"That's certainly not what you mean, Miss Granger." Jacqueline smiled, and she gently wiped the tears from Hermione's face, "And, believe me, if Umbridge fires Hagrid , it must not be because he hid his half-brother."

"No, um, yes, no," she said angrily, wiping tears, "but why would he make his life so hard, and ours?"

"Because he's your friend, Hermione." Jacqueline pulled Hermione into her arms and patted her on the back. "If you're tired, take a break. I'm here, Hermione." .”

"You can't call me that," Hermione whimpered, leaning on Jacqueline's shoulder. "You're not a half-blood troll."

Jacqueline grinned, stood up, pulled Hermione up again, and walked down the auditorium steps with her.

"Okay, okay, I won't say that again, Hermione."

"Don't call me Hermione either!"

"Oh, so that's Krum's special title?"

"Jacqueline Graham!"

"Okay, okay." Jacqueline smiled as if she was scheming, she took Hermione's hand and walked across the grass in front of the castle, "Don't worry, Hermione, Hagrid will do his best for his brother." Try your best not to get fired. Besides, as long as he can last another month, you don't need to approach Glop."

"But, just," said Hermione thoughtfully, "I'm worried, I'm just worried that he'll..."

"Hey, think on the bright side, my girlfriend. But not many people can see a living giant, although he is only a half-breed. Even in the mountains of our family, they are very rare."

"Jacqueline, you mustn't even try to meet this Glop!"

"Oh, okay."