Together [HP]

"I'm back, Pansy," Jacqueline said as soon as she opened the car door. "Want to know where I am..."

Jacqueline froze because she saw Hermione sitting in her seat flipping through a thick and large book.Jacqueline couldn't help laughing, she walked over to Hermione, sat down and patted her knee. "I thought you went back to your own compartment," said Jacqueline, laughing. "Why, I'm reluctant to leave before school starts."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Hermione also looked up at Fansi who looked normal, "It's just that Luna is in our carriage, and she's still talking about harassing Gadfly. It seems that there is such a thing."

"Aha." Jacqueline responded, and took out a piece of matcha cake from her schoolbag.

"What's a harasser?" asked Pansy, sitting across from them.

"Some people believe that they are invisible flying insects," Jacqueline explained. "They float into people's heads and confuse people's thoughts."

"Don't tell me you believe that too," said Hermione flatly. "Maybe you can ask her for a pair of big glasses."

"I only believe what I see with my own eyes." Jacqueline said, "By the way, what are you reading?" Jacqueline stretched her neck to look at the book on Hermione's lap, "You have started working hard before school even started. Huh? The Compendium of Wizarding Surnames? I think you read it last week."

"I'm reading it a second time because," Hermione turned to look at Jacqueline, "I didn't find your last name on it."

"That might be..." Jacqueline was about to explain, but Hermione continued.

"However I saw in the G called 'The Unwritten Family', which didn't look like a surname, and, I remember reading it in one of Skeeter's articles, in In fourth grade."

Jacqueline glanced at Pansy, who shrugged at her, covering his face with the magazine.

"I think you just want the word 'yes' out of my mouth," Jacqueline said, looking at Hermione.

"Then I'll take it as you said." Hermione took the book back into her schoolbag with some joy, "It looks like we're going to school soon, and I'm going to change my school uniform, hurry up too, see you at school , Jacqueline, Pansy."

Hermione walked out.

"I feel like you'll be able to give her the key to your Gringotts vault soon," Pansy said as she unpacked her luggage and pulled out her school gown from inside to put it on.

"Our family doesn't like keeping things in Gringotts." Jacqueline winked at Pansy as she wrapped herself in a new thick traveling cloak. "But I see what you mean."

With a final clang the train came to a complete stop, and Jacqueline opened the door and stepped off with the crowd.

Just like in the past, all the old Hogwarts students walked onto a small platform, got into the carriage pulled by thestrals, and drove towards Hogwarts listening to the creaking sound.Along the way, Pansy and Jacqueline were discussing what new song the Sorting Hat would sing this year, and what lessons they were going to learn.

The carriage stopped a little earlier than usual, Jacqueline opened the door and Pansy jumped out of the carriage, only to find a long queue in front of the school gate.

"What happened?" Jacqueline stretched her neck and looked through the crowd. "Is this a new regulation?"

"It's the new Auror," whispered someone in the crowd. "They're up front checking for prohibited items. There's a long list."

"Did they think we'd bring in Death Eaters in their robes?" a few seniors shouted from there.

Jacqueline's heart sank. Someone said this in the third grade, but the protagonist at that time was Sirius Black.

The crowd was moving fast, and it seemed that not many people were happy to delay their commencement, or that they were more interested in eating in the auditorium early and then going back to the common room to sleep.

"Name." When it was Jacqueline's turn, she was asked by a man with a strong appearance and short straight gray hair. It was Dawlish. When Jacqueline was young, she once went to Sean's office to play. met him sometime.

"Jacqueline? Graham." Jacqueline looked around, there were two Aurors holding a long list and asking, and another two Aurors were checking it.

"Are you carrying any prohibited items?" Dawlish asked.

"I don't think so, sir," answered Jacqueline.

Dawlish glanced at her up and down, and then looked at the long dark magic detector beside him, "Okay," he said impatiently, "you can go, next one."

"I think they should check Hagrid." Pansy stepped up the steps and chased after Jacqueline, "Maybe they can check out some prohibited items. Hey, did you see, they But confiscated a lot of stuff from the Weasley brothers' store. But I bet it won't be long before they find a loophole."

"And I think Professor Snape would be very reluctant to see his college students hiding those gadgets." Una's voice came from the stairs, Jacqueline and Pansy turned their heads together, and Una waved to them , "Jacqueline, come here, I need to find you."

Pansy glanced at Jacqueline and continued walking towards the auditorium.

"Professor Graham, do you have..." Jacqueline walked to the bottom of the stairs, she asked, but Yuna stopped her.

Yuna led her up to the second floor, pushed aside an empty classroom, and then cast an earplug listening spell, before saying, "I just learned that Professor Slughorn is here to teach."

"Yes, Mom." Jacqueline nodded, "I met him on the train, and he invited me to his..."

"A party at the Slug Club," Yuna said. "Is he acting strange?"

Jacqueline was taken aback for a moment, she didn't quite understand why Yuna asked that question, but she still replied: "He left me after the party, he said some strange things, he said he felt sorry for what happened to our family. It's a pity, and I said that if I need his help. But," Jacqueline stopped, she looked at Yuna, "he said this, it seems a long time late."

"That's true," Yuna said with a little disdain. "You should know that he is us and your grandfather's Potions teacher. But we didn't mention him much at home."

"Yes, Mom." And for a very good reason, Jacqueline thought.

"And there's a reason for that, Jacquiline." Yuna continued, "Your grandfather was invited to the slug club when he was in the first grade, and that's where he met the mysterious man, and he almost Professor Slughorn tricked us into keeping all of our family's secrets, although my grandfather later remedied it by confirming that Professor Slughorn could not tell others what he knew. For this reason, Dad banned us from joining that club, and For you," Yuna said with a frown, "you have the right to choose whether to participate or not."

Jacqueline looked at Yuna, and she understood something in her heart. "Yes, Mom, I know."

Yuna responded, she revoked her spell, and pushed open the door of the classroom, "Okay, then you go to eat."

By the time Jacqueline walked into the foyer, the Great Hall was already full of laughter. Obviously, she missed the Sorting Hat, but she didn't regret it at all.When she walked into the auditorium, Hermione was sitting anxiously on the long table in Gryffindor looking out, Ron was sitting opposite Hermione, eating chicken legs, and there was no Harry Potter beside him .Jacqueline met Hermione's eyes and nodded to her. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and her hanging heart seemed to relax a little.

"Glad you missed the sorting ceremony again," Pansy said hopefully, as Jacqueline sat next to Pansy, and across from them Malfoy was dancing and describing how he smashed a nose Yes, this ushered in a lot of laughter and applause.

"I guess it's another suggestion that we unite and face our enemies together, doesn't it." Jacqueline hurriedly got herself a lot of honey chicken legs and wings, she was starving.

"Yeah, that's right," Pansy said listlessly, propping her neck up and continuing to listen to Malfoy's story.

After dessert was cleared, Dumbledore stood up behind the staff table, and the chatter and laughter that echoed in the Great Hall died down almost immediately.

"Good evening everyone!" he said, smiling kindly, spreading his arms as if to embrace the entire auditorium.

"What's the matter with his hand?" Jacqueline asked in amazement.

She wasn't alone in noticing this.Dumbledore's right hand was black and dry, lifeless.There was a murmur in the auditorium.Dumbledore knew what everyone was talking about, and he just smiled, shaking his purple and gold sleeve to cover the injured hand.

"Don't worry." He said lightly, "Okay... New students, welcome to enroll; old students, welcome back to school! What awaits you is a new school year of magic education..."

"...Administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that this year students are absolutely prohibited from bringing in any joke merchandise purchased from Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes.

"Students who want to join the college Quidditch team, report their names to the dean as usual. We are still looking for new Quidditch commentators, and those who are interested can also sign up with the dean.

"This year, we are delighted to have a new faculty member. Professor Slughorn," Slughorn said, standing up, his bald head gleaming in the candlelight, his belly in his vest A large shadow was cast on the table. "It's a former colleague of mine who agreed to return to his old job as Potions teacher."

"Potion class?"

"Potion class?"

The word echoed throughout the auditorium, and everyone wondered if they had heard it wrong.

"Meanwhile, Professor Snape," Dumbledore raised his voice over the discussion, "will be the teacher of Defence Against the Dark Arts."

"No, that class was cursed," Pansy whispered, looking worried, but soon cheered up again, "but nothing can hurt our professor, can it?"

Snape sat on the right side of Dumbledore, and he did not stand up when he heard Dumbledore mention his name, but raised a hand lazily, indicating that he heard the cheers at the Slytherin table .

Dumbledore waited a few seconds to make sure everyone was completely quiet before continuing.

"Everyone in this Hall knows that Voldemort and his entourage are at it again, and going from strength to strength."

Malfoy didn't look at Dumbledore, but suspended his fork in the air with his wand, as if he didn't think the Headmaster's words were worth listening to at all.

"I need to emphasize that the current situation is very dangerous, and everyone in Hogwarts needs to be extremely cautious to ensure their own safety. The castle's magical defenses were strengthened during the summer vacation, and we got new, More effective protection, but each of us teachers and students still must be vigilant at all times, and we must not take it lightly. Therefore, I ask you to strictly abide by every safety rule set by the teacher, no matter how annoying those rules may be. Especially observe the lights-out The rule that you are not allowed to get up and go out. I implore you, whether you are on or off campus, as long as you find any abnormal or suspicious situations, you must immediately report to the teaching staff. I believe you, for the safety of yourself and others, will definitely restrain your behavior of."

Dumbledore's blue eyes swept across all the students, then a smile returned to his face.

"Okay, your beds are waiting for you, as warm and comfortable as you expect, and I know your priority now is to get some rest and get ready for class tomorrow. So let's say 'good night'. Dudu!"

As usual, the benches were pushed behind them, making a harsh rubbing sound, and hundreds of students began to file out of the auditorium and toward the dormitory.

"Every time he asks us to be more vigilant, I always feel that we are the most vigilant students in other colleges." Back in her room, when Pansy and Jacqueline changed into their pajamas, Jacqueline muttered road.

"It can't be said that it's all wrong." Pansy seemed to be implying something, "Maybe there are Death Eaters in our college now?"

"Are you talking about Malfoy?" Jacqueline raised her eyebrows and crawled into her bed. "It's a good thing, isn't it, Pansy. At least we know he doesn't mind taking even if it works for him." It belongs to a 16-year-old, maybe when we can’t find a job in the future, we can try our luck with him?”

"Ah, then I think you should take the Dark Arts class this semester." Pansy smiled and lay down on the bed, "It's just a pity that Hogwarts doesn't have such a class yet."