Together [HP]

Jacqueline knew what Hermione was going to do, but she wasn't sure if it was worth it.Harry was only half a step away from Hermione, Umbridge followed closely behind them, and Jacqueline walked slowly beside Umbridge, she could not help but hold her wand tightly.Her knuckles felt the presence of another wand.

Hermione led them down the stairs and into the hall.The loud uproar and the clang of cutlery on plates echoed in the foyer through the doors leading to the Great Hall.

If Umbridge found out about this, who would she most want to deal with?Jacqueline controlled her panting carefully, trying to imagine herself as someone completely ignorant of Hermione's plans, lest her heavy panting give them away.

It should be Potter, Umbridge must feel that if he could kill Potter...

No, no, it should be you Jacqueline.You're the only one of the three of them with a wand, and if she kills you, Hermione and Potter won't have any fighting power.That's right, Jacqueline nodded in her heart, she let go of her wand, and grabbed Hermione's wand in her hand.

If Umbridge sees anything wrong, the first thing you do is throw your wand at Hermione, and if Umbridge knocks you out, at least the two of them have the strength to resist.

Hermione walked straight through the oak door and down the stone steps into the mild evening air.As the sun was sinking over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, Hermione strode deliberately across the grass, and Umbridge trotted after her.The long black shadow behind them rippled across the grass like a cloak.

"It's hidden in Hagrid's shed, isn't it?" Umbridge asked eagerly in Harry's ear.

"Of course not," said Hermione flatly. "Hagrid might accidentally let it out."

"Yes," said Umbridge, who seemed to be getting more and more excited. "Yes, Hagrid might do that, of course, the big bastard."

She laughed. "Where is it, then?" Umbridge asked, somewhat incredulously, as Hermione continued striding towards the Forbidden Forest.

"Of course it's there," said Hermione, pointing to the dark trees. "It's got to be somewhere where the students don't stumble upon it, can't it?"

"Of course," said Umbridge, though she sounded a little disturbed now. "Of course, very well, then, you two always walk ahead of me."

"Oh, if we're going ahead, can we use your wand?" Harry asked her.

"No, I don't think so, Mr Potter," said Umbridge sweetly, poking Harry's back with her wand, "I'm afraid the Ministry of Magic will think my life is worth more than yours." many."

When they came to the gloomy shade of the first row of trees, Hermione gave Umbridge a disdainful glance, and then rushed straight into the woods, at a pace that the short-legged Umbridge had a hard time keeping up with. .

"Is it far in there?" Umbridge asked, as her robes were torn by thorns.

"Oh yes," said Hermione, "yes, it's well hidden."

"Well, are you sure it's this way?" Harry asked Hermione suddenly, a little apprehensively.Jacqueline frowned slightly. In terms of familiarity with the Forbidden Forest, she and Hermione were definitely not as familiar as Potter, at least she had never entered it before, so is there any danger at the end of this road?Jacqueline glanced at Hermione who was leading the way, she really wanted to pull out her wand and give Umbridge a shot.Anyway, Hermione was safe now, and after that, even if Umbridge suspected that she did it, she didn't dare to say anything.

"Yes, that's right." Hermione replied decisively as she walked through the low jungle, making a huge commotion.Behind them, Umbridge tripped over a small tree that had fallen to the ground, but neither Harry nor Hermione stopped to help her up; He also turned his head and shouted loudly to the back: "It's just ahead, not far away!"

"Where does this lead to?" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jacqueline caught up with Harry and asked in a low voice.

"There are some creatures here," said Hermione softly, as Umbridge trotted up behind them, making quite a noise. "You'll see."

They walked for what seemed a long time again, until they came deep into the Forbidden Forest, where the thick canopy of trees blocked all light.Jacqueline looked back every few steps, and she felt like she was being watched by something.And according to such a living environment, the creatures here can only be...

Just when Jacqueline was about to remind Hermione, Umbridge asked.

"How far?" Umbridge asked angrily.

"It's not far away now!" cried Hermione, as they reached a dim, damp clearing. "It's just a little bit..."

An arrow flew through the air and landed with an eerie thud on the tree just above Hermione's head.Suddenly the sound of horseshoes resounded through the air, and the ground of the Forbidden Forest was trembling.Umbridge let out a small scream and pushed Harry forward like a shield.Jacqueline turned around immediately, she drew out her wand without the slightest hesitation, and stood in front of Hermione.

About five or six centaurs appeared in all directions, aiming at the four of them with bows and arrows.They retreated slowly into the center of the clearing, and Umbridge let out a small whimper, which sounded odd.Jacqueline turned to look at Hermione behind her, with a smug smile on her face.

Jacqueline really wanted to beat Hermione up at this time, the centaurs were not a friendly people.

"Who are you?" a voice asked.

Jacqueline looked to the left.A red-brown centaur came toward them from the encirclement: his bow was raised like the others.To Harry's right, Umbridge was still sobbing, her wand pointed at the approaching centaur, shaking violently.

"I just asked who you are, humans." The centaur's tone was rough.

"I'm Dolores Umbridge!" said Umbridge in a shrill voice, "Senior Undersecretary for Magic and Headmaster and Senior Inquisitor of Hogwarts!"

"You're from the Ministry of Magic?" said the centaur, as many of the centaurs in the encirclement began to stir.

"Yes," said Umbridge, louder, "so be careful! Any attack on a human being by bastards like you, according to the laws issued by the Division for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures . . . "

"What did you call us?" a wild-looking black centaur called.The centaur around let out a deep roar and tightened the bowstring.

"Don't call them that!" said Hermione eagerly, but Umbridge didn't seem to hear.Still pointing at Margaret with her shaking wand, she continued, "Article No. 15, Paragraph [-] of the law clearly stipulates that magical creatures considered to have intelligence close to that of humans must be responsible for their attacks."

"Close to human intelligence?" repeated the red-brown centaur, and several other centaurs growled angrily, scratching the ground with their hooves. "We consider this a great insult, humans! Thank God, our intelligence is far beyond you."

"What are you doing in our Forbidden Forest?" growled a gray centaur with deep wrinkles on his face. "Why are you here?"

"Your Forbidden Forest?" Umbridge was still trembling, but now it seemed not only from fear, but also from anger, "I want to remind you that you can live here because the Ministry of Magic allows you to live in a certain area. ..."

An arrow flew low through the air, passing close to her scalp through her gray-brown hair: she gave a piercing shriek of terror and covered her head with her hands, and some of the centaur cheered with satisfaction, others Then he laughed loudly.Their wild, neighing laughter echoed across the dimly lit clearing, and the sight of them pawing the ground was horrifying.

"Whose Forbidden Forest is this now, Human?" roared the black centaur.

"Dirty bastard!" shrieked Umbridge, still clasping his head with his hands. "Beast! Unruly brute!"

"Shut up!" Hermione yelled, but it was too late. Umbridge pointed his wand at the red-brown centaur and shouted loudly, "Quickly imprison!"

A thick snake-like rope flew from mid-air, automatically wrapped tightly around the centaur's body, and bound his arms.With a growl, he reared up on his hind legs, trying to free himself from the rope, and the other centaurs were enraged.

Jacqueline threw Hermione back, protecting her firmly.They lay sprawled on the Forbidden Forest floor, and Jacqueline could feel Hermione tremble as the thunderous clatter of hooves sounded all around, but the centaurs jumped over them, growling and screaming angrily around them.

"No," they heard Umbridge scream, "no, no, I'm the Senior Undersecretary. You can't, let me go, you bastards, no...!"

Jacqueline hugged her and Hermione's heads tightly, she had no interest in watching such rough things.

"Okay!" Jacqueline roared in his ears, and a hairy arm reached out from above to pull her up.Hermione was also pulled up.Over the dancing backs and heads of the centaurs, Umbridge was led away by black centaurs running through the woods.She kept screaming, but the sound became smaller and smaller until it was drowned out by the trampling of horses' hooves around her.

"What about them?" said the deeply wrinkled gray centaur, grabbing Hermione.

"They're young," said a melancholy voice behind Harry slowly, "we don't attack ponies."

"They brought her here, Ronan," replied the centaur, who was also holding Harry tightly, "and they're not very young, this one is almost grown."

He shook Harry by the collar of his robes.

"Please," Hermione gasped, "please don't hurt us, we're not what she thinks, we're not employees of the Ministry of Magic! We're only here..."

"We're underage!" Jacqueline yelled and interrupted Hermione. She shook her head vigorously, hoping that Hermione would understand and stop talking. "They didn't want to come, but that Professor Umbridge wants to get Firenze and you all out of the Forbidden Forest, and she's already got Hagrid and Dumbledore out of here. She wants to get rid of everything People who don't listen to her. Potter over here, he's the only one who's ever seen, knows where you are, and she's making them come here. I know you don't recognize our laws, but we must obey what our Headmaster says, otherwise……"

Jacqueline didn't need to write any more, because at this moment a loud noise came from the edge of the clearing, so loud that Jacqueline, Hermione, Harry, and all the people in the clearing, including Jacqueline, Hermione, and about fifty centaurs, heard it. They all looked around.The centaur holding Jacqueline let go, and quickly reached for his bow and quiver with both hands. Jacqueline fell to the ground again, and Hermione was also thrown to the ground.As the two thick tree trunks were horribly separated, and a huge figure appeared in the gap, Jacqueline hurried to Hermione and helped her to her feet.

"What are you doing, Jacqueline?" said Hermione worriedly. "We should tell them..."

Jacqueline interrupted Hermione with a wave of her hand, "You don't know them, Hermione, they look down on any other race, and they won't help wizards willingly. This guy is the Hagrid you told me brother, Glop?"

Hermione nodded quickly, Jacqueline breathed a sigh of relief, she pulled Hermione's wand from her sleeve, "This is for you."

The centaurs closest to Jacqueline retreated into the ranks behind; the whole clearing became a forest of many bows and arrows ready to be fired, all aimed at the thickets of branches that towered over them That huge gray face under the canopy.Gropp opened his crooked mouth stupidly; they could see his bricky yellow teeth gleaming in the semi-darkness.He squinted his dull, mud-colored eyes and stared down at the animals at his feet.The broken rope trailed behind his ankles.

His mouth opened wider.

"Hagar."

The centaurs stared up at the giant in silence, and he continued to look at them, bobbing his huge, round head from side to side, as if searching for something he had lost.

"Hagar!" he said again, more urgently.

"Get out of here, giant!" cried the reddish-brown centaur. "You are not welcome!"

That statement didn't seem to have any effect on Grapp.He stooped a little (the centaurs drew their bows to the full), and roared, "Hagar!"

Now some of the centaurs looked a little frightened.Hermione gasped.

"Jacqueline," she whispered, "I guess he meant Hagrid!"

At that moment, Gropp spotted them, the only two humans in a large group of horsemen.He dropped his head about another foot or so, staring at them intently.Jacqueline could feel Hermione shaking when he opened his mouth again and said "Hermi" in a low, booming voice.

"My God," said Hermione, clutching one of Jacqueline's arms, which Jacqueline felt was growing numb, and Hermione looked like she was going to pass out, "He, he remembers! "

"Hermi!" Gropp yelled, "Where's Hagar?"

"I don't know!" screamed Hermione, terrified, "I'm sorry, Grop, I don't know!"

"Glop wants Hagel!"

The giant stretched out a huge, heavy hand towards them, and Hermione screamed, "Run, Hermione!"

Jacqueline yelled, and she fired a blue spell at Glop's palm, turned around and pulled Hermione, and ran out of the Forbidden Forest without thinking.

They didn't stop until the sound of the galloping centaur and the giant got farther and farther away.

"My God," said Hermione, who was shaking so badly that her legs were going limp, "oh, this is really horrible."

"You're right," Jacqueline panted, leaning against an old tree, "but don't worry, Hermione, our centaur is much friendlier than them."

"Great idea," Harry said, patting Hermione, trying to work his way through his anger, "very good idea. Where do we go from here now?"

"We have to go back to the castle," said Hermione feebly.

"By the time we get back there, Sirius will probably be dead!" said Harry, kicking a nearby tree angrily.There was a sudden squeaking sound overhead, and he looked up to see an angry Bowtruckle stretching its long, twig-like fingers at him.

"So you're sure Sirius isn't home?" Jacqueline asked with difficulty.

"Of course," said Harry gruffly, "could you please help me figure out how I should get to London."

"Yeah, we were thinking about it just now." A familiar voice came from behind Hermione.

Jacqueline instinctively drew out her wand, and looked carefully into the woods.

Ron appeared in sight, followed by Ginny, Neville and Luna.They all looked a little embarrassed.Ginny's cheeks were streaked with long scratches from top to bottom; Neville's right eye was swollen with a big purple bump; Ron's lips were still bleeding, worse than before, but they still looked jubilantly.

"So," said Ron, pushing aside a low-hanging branch, and handing Harry his wand, "any ideas?"

"How did you escape?" Harry asked in amazement, taking the wand from Ron.

"A couple of stun spells, a disarming spell, and Neville cast an excellent impediment spell," said Ron cheerfully, "but the best was Ginny, who cast Malfoy a, the Bat Spirit Curse." .It was wonderful, his whole face was covered by a monster with flapping wings. Anyway, we saw you from the window walking towards the Forbidden Forest, so we followed. You did something to Umbridge what?"

"She was taken," said Harry, "by a bunch of centaurs."

"They left you?" Ginny asked in surprise.

"We got away," said Hermione.

"And we should go back to the castle now," said Jacqueline.

"Go back to the castle?" Harry was very angry, "What about Sirius, Voldemort may kill him at any moment."

"Professor Snape already knows about this matter." Jacqueline said loudly, "He will take care of the rest, and you don't need to worry about it."

"He said he didn't understand what I was talking about!" Harry said grimly. "He doesn't care if Sirius lives or dies."

"Then what do you think he should say in front of Umbridge? Oh, yes, Mr. Potter, I'll go to the Ministry of Magic immediately to save Sirius?" Jacqueline sneered.

Harry gasped, his face changed, but he didn't seem to give up, "If you trust him so much, why did you follow him!"

"Because I want to save my girlfriend." Jacqueline yelled angrily, "And I didn't save her to let her follow you to die without thinking."

They stared at each other like two raging bulls.

"We can fly there." Luna suddenly said very coldly from the side.

"Fly over?" Harry said irritably, turning to her. "First of all, if you are included, then this 'us' can't do anything; second, there is only Ron among us." His broomstick is not guarded by troll security, so..."

"It's thestrals." Jacqueline panted heavily.

Harry turned to see two thestrals standing between two trees, watching the secret conversation with their white eyes blinking timidly, as if they understood every word.

"Great!" he whispered, walking towards them.They shook their reptilian heads, their long black manes flung back, and Harry reached out an eager hand and patted the gleaming neck of the nearest Thestral.

"Is this some kind of crazy horse?" said Ron dubiously, staring a little to the left of the body of the Thestral that Harry was patting gently. "Something that people who have seen dead people can only see?"

"You have to go!" Jacqueline could only feel a wave of anger rushing straight to her forehead.

"Yes," said Harry.

Jacqueline squinted at Hermione, who looked both apologetic and determined.

"Okay!" Jacqueline let out a long breath, and she glanced at the Thestrals that were getting more and more attracted by the blood, "Okay." She took Hermione's hand and pulled her to a standing position. Next to the Thestrals around him, he helped Hermione ride onto the Thestrals' back, and then told her to hold on to the mane.

"I can't stop you, Hermione." Jacqueline looked up at Hermione, "So," she turned to look at the people around her, and pointed to her chest, "Potter, give me A spell."

"You're crazy, Jacqueline!" shrieked Hermione, struggling to get down. "You must never do this, Harry!"

"He has to." Jacqueline turned her head and gave Hermione a firm look. "I came here with Professor Umbridge. If she was injured and I was alive and kicking, Malfoy would think it was I'm in collusion with you." Jacqueline licked her lips lightly, "I'm a Slytherin, Hermione, so I can't go back intact."

"But..." Hermione was about to say more, but Jacqueline turned her head and looked at Harry.

"If you don't even have the guts to give me a spell, I advise you to abandon your death plan, Potter."

"Jacqueline, I, I..."

"Tongtong Petrochemical."

A ray of light emanated from the tip of Hermione's wand, and Jacqueline's hands 'slapped' close to her legs, and she fell backwards.

Hermione covered her face, she looked away sadly, tears fell on the grass.