Together [HP]

The castle grounds glistened in the sun as if they had just been painted; the clear sky was reflected on the shining, calm lake; and the satin-smooth green grass occasionally rippled in a soft breeze.June is here, and for Year [-] students, that can only mean one thing: their OwLs are finally here.

Teachers no longer give them homework; class time is devoted to reviewing topics that the teachers think are most likely to appear on the test.This atmosphere of concentration and anxiety almost drove all the things other than the 0.w.Ls exam out of the minds of the students; these days Hermione has been preoccupied, she often mutters to herself, as long as someone dares to If you disturb her, you will definitely get a reproachful look from her.And in order not to let herself be disturbed by Jacqueline, she hid in the lounge after class every day.

With the 0.w.Ls exam approaching, Hermione wasn't alone in the odd behavior.Ernie McMillan grew more and more fond of asking about other people's revision times, and developed a very annoying habit.

"How many hours do you think you can review in a day?" When queuing up to the auditorium, he asked the students in front of and behind him impatiently.

"I don't know," said Susan Bonn. "A few hours."

"More or less than eight hours?"

"I think it's less." Susan said, with a look of disappointment on her face.

"I can study for eight hours," Ernie said, puffing out his chest. "Eight to nine hours. I study for an hour every day before breakfast. Eight hours on average. On weekends I can study ten hours. Nine and a half hours of study one. Tuesday was not so good, only seven and a quarter of an hour. Then Wednesday..."

That's when the team began to move forward, and Ernie had to stop the one-man show, which was thankful to those around him.Besides, Draco Malfoy had found another way to scare people.

"Nevertheless, it's not a matter of learning well," he was heard aloud to Crabbe and Goyle outside the Potions classroom just a few days before the exam. Pa has been friends with the head of the Wizarding Examinations Authority for several years, old Greselda Marchban. We've treated her to dinner and things have been all right."

"Do you think there is such a thing?" Hermione whispered to Harry and Ron in panic.

"There's nothing we can do, even if it's true," said Ron dejectedly.

"I don't think so," said Neville softly behind them. "Gsilda Marchbane is a friend of my grandma's. She never mentioned the Malfoys."

"How is she, Neville?" Hermione asked at once. "Is she strict?"

"A bit like grandma, really," Neville said in a low voice.

"Even so, it's not a bad thing to know her, is it?" Ron encouraged him.

"Well, I don't think there's any difference," said Neville, even sadder. "Grandma always said to Professor Marchban that I'm not as good as my dad. Well, you saw my grandma at St. Mungo's too." people."

Neville stared at the ground.Harry, Ron, and Hermione glanced at each other, but didn't know what to say.This was the first time Neville mentioned that they had met at the Wizarding Hospital.

"Don't worry, Miss Granger." Jacqueline put down her book, and kissed Hermione's cheek from behind, "Even if you don't know any of those old guys, you did better than Malfoy in the exam."

"But I'm sure I can't pass you, can I?" Hermione asked immediately.

Jacqueline shrugged with a smile, "Oh, Miss Granger, even if none of those old guys know me, you still can't pass me."

"But you do know those people, don't you?" Ron said disappointedly, "You guys with all your hands and eyes."

Jacqueline snorted, and she held out her left hand, her right index finger pointing to her left thumb, "Do you want me to start counting?"

Ron sighed, shaking his head and turning away.

"Don't be nervous, Hermione." Jacqueline touched Hermione with her shoulder, "At least one of the examiners knows you."

"Know me?" Hermione looked at Jacqueline very puzzled, Jacqueline winked at Hermione mysteriously, and walked into the Potions classroom with her classmates.

There is now a thriving black market among fifth and seventh graders for their focus, brain power and insomnia cures.Jacqueline and Pansy often saw Goyle and Braque drinking a light yellow potion mysteriously in the lounge.

"What the hell is that?" Jacqueline lay on the sofa facing the fireplace, waving her hands in the air, and the giant squid outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the lounge waved its tentacles towards her.

"That's Ravenclaw's sixth grader, Edika Mitchell's Buffy Brain Tonic. In our school's black market, the selling price is a pint of twelve Galleons. Why, are you interested in buying it? Pansy nestled in the armchair opposite Jacqueline, flipping through her notes.

"I'm just wondering why Malfoy would allow two of his henchmen to buy such counterfeit items."

"What authentic items are you going to buy in the black market?" Pansy glanced at Jacqueline, "Hey, do you know how much your girlfriend's notebook is worth in the black market?"

"Then how much are my notes worth?" Jacqueline raised her eyebrows, "It must be more expensive than hers, I'm the first in my grade, and she's only the second."

"Your old man." Pansy looked at Jacqueline and twitched the corner of her mouth, "priceless."

"Priceless?" Jacqueline nodded in satisfaction. She took a notebook from the coffee table in front of the sofa, "It's not too bad."

"That's because no one can understand your old handwriting."

Jacqueline was stunned for a while, she wanted to refute, but when she thought of her own words, she lost her confidence, "Hermione can understand it." Jacqueline muttered in a low voice.

Professor Snape, who was a week before OWLs, appeared in their lounge and informed them of the time of the OWLs exam and the specific arrangements during the exam.

"As you can see," Professor Snape pointed to the exam dates and times on the bulletin board, "your owLs exams will last for two weeks. You will take written exams in the morning and practical exams in the afternoon. Your astronomy Practical exams are scheduled in the evening.

"I must remind you that the strictest anti-cheating spells have been applied to your test papers. Auto-answer quills are strictly prohibited in the examination halls, along with memory balls, detachable entrapment cuffs, and auto-correction ink." Snape As he said, he frowned involuntarily, "I want to remind you that every year at least one student thinks that he can escape the regulations of the Wizarding Examination Bureau. I only hope that you are not such idiots. Our new principal, I hope you know cheating Behavior will be punished most severely. Because your test scores will directly reflect the new system implemented by the principal."

Snape said, looking at the students with special investigator badges in front of him, "You know what to do. As for your grades, they will be brought to you by the owl in July." Snape finished Closing his magic robe, "There are no other questions, you should study hard."

Their first exam, Charms Theory, was scheduled for Monday morning.After lunch on Sunday, Hermione took Jacqueline to review with her.Jacqueline blinked her eyes and thought for a long time before she couldn't help Hermione's pleading, and agreed.Hermione was very emotional. Not only did she always take back the textbook from Jacqueline to check whether her answer was correct, but she also quarreled with Jacqueline over an answer. " snatched it back, and the sharp edges almost scratched Jacqueline's cheek.

"Are you a little too anxious?" Jacqueline touched her cheek. Hermione panted and turned her head to give Jacqueline a look. After confirming that Jacqueline's face was not scratched, she was angry. He turned to stare at his book.

"There's an exam tomorrow! I'm not like some Slytherin who knows the examiner. If I don't study hard, I'm going to die."

Jacqueline looked at Hermione and smiled. She opened her arms and wrapped them around Hermione regardless of Hermione's struggle, "Calm down, calm down, my girlfriend. The most important thing for the exam is to have a good mood. "

Dinner that day was quiet.The fifth grade students have been working hard all day, so they all cover their heads and try to eat.Even when Hermione sat down on the long Slytherin table with her big schoolbag in her arms, Malfoy just glanced up at her without saying a word.

But for this meal, Jacqueline ate very depressed. Hermione often asked some questions, and then she put down the knife and fork very worriedly after Jacqueline gave the answer, buried her head under the table, and took out the food from her schoolbag. Get a book out and check some facts or figures.Jacqueline rolled her eyes at herself, and just as she was about to tell Hermione that she should have a good meal, Hermione's hand gave way and the fork slid down onto the plate with a clang.

"Oh, my God." Hermione clutched Jacqueline's arm so tightly that the knife in Jacqueline's hand fell on the plate, and Hermione whispered timidly, staring at the hall, "Is that them? Examiner?"

Jacqueline looked towards the door of the Great Hall and saw Umbridge standing nervously with a small group of elderly-looking wizards.

"Ah," Jacqueline put down the fork in her left hand and patted Hermione's arm lightly. She pointed to a very small hunchbacked witch secretly under the cover of the goblet on the table. His face was wrinkled, like a spider web, "That's Professor March, do you want to go over and say hello to her?"

"You know her?" Hermione asked over her shoulder.

"She came to our house." Jacqueline shook her head, "Seriously, do you want to go over and say hello?"

"There's no need for me to curry favor with an examiner." Hermione returned her gaze to her book, and slid her fingers across it.

"Okay then." Jacqueline said and stood up, at this time Yuna also came down from the teacher's seat, "If you don't want to go, I must go, otherwise my grandfather will say I'm rude. What's more," when Jacqueline passed Hermione, she bent down and whispered into her ear, "don't you want to know what Umbridge said to her?"

Hermione glanced at Jacqueline, nodded, and swept the books on the table into her schoolbag. She and Jacqueline walked towards the two doors leading to the hall, and slowed down when they crossed the threshold. Gently walked past the examiner.Jacqueline glanced at Hermione, and stood behind Yuna with her hands down.

"The journey went well, the journey went well, we arrived a lot earlier!" Professor Marchban said impatiently, "By the way, I haven't heard anything from Dumbledore recently!" She added, carefully He was looking around the hall, as if hoping that Dumbledore would suddenly appear from some broom cupboard. "I guess you don't know his whereabouts yet?"

"Not at all," said Umbridge, "but I think the Ministry might be able to catch him soon enough."

"I doubt it very much," cried little Professor Marchbane. "If Dumbledore didn't want to be found, there would be no way to catch him! I remember when he took the NEWTs, I tested him myself. Transfiguration and Charms. He does things with wands I've never seen before."

"Yeah, then..." said Professor Umbridge, "I'll take you to the teachers' common room. Maybe you'd like a cup of tea after your trip?"

"I don't need you." Professor Maqiban glanced at Jacqueline standing beside Yuna, and she glanced at Yuna again, "You are Yuna, right, this is the little baby, I remember Call Jacqueline." Professor Marchban turned around slowly while speaking, "Do you still have Darjeeling? Oh, what are you doing standing here? Don't you go to review? Yuna? We I won’t lower your demands on you.”

Jacqueline smiled and looked at the embarrassed Umbridge. She stepped aside and bowed slightly to Professor Marcheban and others, "I will do my best."

"You're nothing like your father, Arthur." Professor Marchbane yelled as they walked past Jacqueline. "I remember what his Transfiguration was?"

Apparently Professor Marchban got them all the Grahams mixed up.

It wasn't until they were gone that Jacqueline straightened up. She looked at Hermione who was slowly climbing the stairs like a turtle, and Hermione also turned around to look at Jacqueline, and laughed.

"It's not funny." Jacqueline shook her head slightly, "She's old, so..."

"Good luck, Jacqueline." Hermione smiled at Jacqueline and ran up the stairs.Jacqueline tilted her head and thought for a second before quickly catching up.