Together [HP]

When Jacqueline went down to the second floor, in front of Professor McGonagall's study, she saw Malfoy, Harry and Neville coming out of it with their heads down. It was obvious that Professor McGonagall already knew about it, Jacqueline Immediately found a corner and hid, until the three of them walked over with their heads down, she came out from the corner.

"Another student who doesn't sleep at night?" Filch's gloating voice came from behind Jacqueline. Jacqueline turned around and saw Professor McGonagall coming out of the study with a hairnet.

"Jacqueline," Professor McGonagall glanced at the badge on Jacqueline's chest, "I hope you didn't mix with Harry and Malfoy."

"Professor McGonagall," Jacqueline bent slightly, "Malfoy talked about dragons in the common room, but I only went to the Astronomy Tower because I couldn't sleep again tonight."

"You need to relax a bit, Jacqueline." Mag sighed, "The days ahead are long, go back to sleep now."

"I see, Professor." Jacqueline nodded at Professor McGonagall, "Good night, Professor."

"Good night, child."

The next day word spread around the school that Gryffindor had been deducted 100 points in one night.

"Thank you, Potter!" the Slytherins whistled at Harry as he walked past the giant hourglass of the House Cup score.

"It should have been 150 points!" Malfoy said coldly, "I don't believe you can lift a dragon up by yourself." When Hagrid passed in front of him, he suddenly said loudly.

"Now you're smarter, Malfoy." Jacqueline rolled her eyes. "You weren't so smart when I reminded you not to report after curfew."

"Please, Jacqueline." Pansy smiled from the side, "Even if Malfoy was deducted 20 points, we are still number one, and this is thanks to our savior, Harry Potter."

"Of course our Miss 'Perfect' would be dissatisfied." Blaise gave Jacqueline a sideways glance, "because maybe another person in Gryffindor escaped punishment with her help."

"Really, Blaise." Jacqueline smiled, "If you want to say that, you have to provide evidence. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that when the story of your seven fathers will spread throughout the school .”

Blaise could only look at Jacqueline, panting.

At this time, Jacqueline was very grateful that Hermione didn't come to ask her if she knew that Filch was guarding under the stairs, so she stopped herself.Although, if she asked, Jacqueline would have hundreds of reasons to escape.However, Hermione didn't speak to her until the exam.This included not actively raising your hand in Potions class, rushing to speak before Jacqueline could say the correct answer.She always kept her head down and studied alone with Harry and Ron.

And this obviously made Malfoy even more excited. Several times he deliberately said to the people around him in a surprisingly loud voice in the restaurant and in potions class: "Look at that Miss 'Know It All', who is so quiet that she seems to be taken by someone. A spell was cast. I wonder if she had a part of that day."

A few times when Jacqueline looked up, she could see Hermione looking at Malfoy with angry eyes full of tears, but when she met Jacqueline's eyes, she quickly snorted and glanced at Pan West, bow your head.

"Women are really strange animals." Before the final exam, Jacqueline, who was sitting in the Slytherin common room reviewing, suddenly said out of nowhere.Sitting next to her, Pansy raised her eyebrows, "Don't make it sound like you're not a woman, come on," Pansy glanced at Jacqueline's chest, "Well, you're really not a 'woman' yet."

This time it was Jacqueline's turn to roll her eyes.

"Speaking of which," Pansy sat upright and looked at Jacqueline, "what's the matter with you and Miss Know-it-all, because she's been ignoring you for almost a month, and I remember very clearly that not long ago, I saw She secretly sent you notes."

"I want to know too." Jacqueline said sincerely.

"Did you talk to her at the Astronomy Tower?" Pansy asked. "Don't tell me you didn't see her at the Astronomy Tower."

"I thank her for her notebooks, though they ended up in your hands."

"You just told her everything so openly?" Pansy began to rub his forehead.

"That's right." Jacqueline nodded blankly, and complained in a low voice, "Is there anything wrong with telling the truth?"

"You're so cutely stupid sometimes," Pansy groaned. "From now until the end of the term, I don't want to talk to you, because I'm afraid that my IQ will not be enough if I continue to talk. So, keep your mouth shut and review carefully."