Together [HP]

"Don't you find this strange?" After the potions class, when Jacqueline and Hermione walked up the stairs to the Great Hall for dinner, Hermione was still a little sullen, "You can do something like that?" Potions, I'm not surprised at all. But Harry? Of course I'm not saying he can't improve suddenly, but don't you think his improvement is a little too fast?"

"Relax, Hermione." Jacqueline said with a smile, "I assure you, you must have made Professor Slughorn very memorable today, and you have written your name on his next invitation up."

"I don't care about that." Hermione shook her head, "I just want to know why Harry has improved so much all of a sudden."

"Worried about what kind of help he will get from other people?" Jacqueline blinked at Hermione, "Maybe it's just because he was too afraid of Professor Snape, so he didn't show it at all before."

"You really think so?" Hermione asked, frowning, a little annoyed.

"Of course I was just joking." Jacqueline smiled and glanced at her watch, then she stopped, "It's so late," she exclaimed a little surprised, "I'm going to be late, but anyway Like Hermione, if Harry really received any help from others, he will definitely tell you, he is not a person who can keep secrets." Jacqueline hugged Hermione and then she walked in the opposite direction .

"Where are you going?" asked Hermione aloud. "Aren't you going to dinner?"

"I'm going to be late for practice," Jacqueline walked down the stairs and waved Hermione with her back. "Don't worry, I'll see you in the library later."

"What practice?" Hermione continued to shout, puzzled.

But Jacqueline just shook her finger and quickly disappeared into the dark corridor.

"He did get help from others." Hermione looked anxious and angry when Jacqueline went to the library to do her homework that night. He has learned not to trust any notes written by anyone he doesn't know!"

"A book?" Jacqueline blinked, "It seems that he got a copy of "Advanced Potion Making" that belonged to a potion master." Jacqueline spread out her ancient magic potion as she spoke. Text dictionary, "We will finish writing the paper on the ancient magic text tonight, what do you think?"

"Don't you have anything else to say?" Hermione said a little annoyed, "That "Advanced Potion Making" might..."

"But it must have passed your inspection," Jacqueline opened the reference book in front of her, "otherwise you would have reported it to Professor McGonagall."

Hermione let out a long sigh, she didn't say anything more, but picked up the quill and began to read the ancient magic script in front of her.

But it didn't take long before she opened her mouth again, "Where did you go Jacqueline, I smelled on you..." Hermione paused and she didn't continue, "What did you do? A bath?"

"A practice." Jacqueline lowered her head, her mouth slightly raised, "but don't ask me now, you will know."

"But..." Hermione didn't look like she wanted to give up.

"Do you want me to use a silent spell to give you a silent spell?" Jacqueline asked with a smile.

"Yeah!" Hermione said a little depressed, "Professor Snape just wants you to use the silent spell to do this." She paused, looking at the parchment in front of her, there was not a single word written on it. Down. "You didn't smell anything strange during the Potions class this afternoon, did you?" She pretended not to care.

"Yes." Jacqueline laughed more happily, "I don't smell any other strange smells except my girlfriend's smell."

But not all classes are so interesting. In Hagrid's first Care of Magical Creatures class, he asked his students to raise a large bucket of giant grubs.It was a group of maggot-like things about a foot long, slimy, white and fat.

"I really don't understand why you don't take Care of Magical Creatures." The next night, when Jacqueline took a shower and went to the library to do her homework, she said, looking at Hermione with a sigh. "You should have seen the way Hagrid looked at me. He'd love to see you more than me."

"You took Care of Fantastic Beasts?" Hermione looked surprised. "What do you think, well, I mean...but you've...you've seen enough Fantastic Beasts before. Your family's Aren't there a lot of them in the forest? They haven't satisfied your curiosity yet."

"But Hagrid always makes more 'magical' animals," said Jacqueline viciously, "and wants us to keep them! Hagrid seems to think it's my fault you didn't attend his class." .”

Hermione touched Jacqueline's arm, looking very sorry.

"But anyway," Jacqueline lamented, "I'll tell Hagrid that you're all too busy anyway, so... there's no line at all."

"He must be angry." Hermione said timidly. "Let's go see him this Saturday."

"I can't." Jacqueline glanced at her weekly plan. "When you go to see him, please tell him that I'm busy writing his thesis on how to breed giant grubs better!"

Life in the sixth grade was worse than in the fifth grade, not only did they have to work hard to complete a lot of homework assigned by the teacher, but the homework itself was suddenly much more difficult than before.Even Hermione sometimes had to ask the professor to repeat what she said once or twice to understand, even so, when she was doing homework in the library with Jacqueline, she often encountered a lot of questions that Jacqueline needed Lin helped her answer the questions.

And the scope of using silent spells has been extended to Charms and Transfiguration classes. In the corridors and in the auditorium, sixth grade students can often be seen blushing and secretly competing with themselves.

The night before Hermione's birthday, when Pansy managed to silently turn her fork into a log at the dinner table once, she said bitterly. "I think they want to make us all dumb!"

"It's good for our sneak attack, isn't it?" Jacqueline waved her wand at Pansy's fork, and the fork returned to its original shape.

"I haven't had time to appreciate the results of my week of hard work!" Pansy complained angrily. "It's so unfair, how can you still live so happily."

"That's what I asked when Mom threw me into the library," Jacqueline said softly.

"I curse your perfect plan, it will never succeed." Pansy gave Jacqueline a disdainful look, and continued to compete with his wine glass.

"Then you have to be careful Pansy." Jacqueline drew her tone, "Maybe I will secretly give you a silent spell at some point."

"That would be great," Pansy sighed weakly. "That way I can actually be dumb."

"I would be very happy if this could happen." Jacqueline half-jokingly said.

"Yeah, me too." Pansy finally dropped her wand and hurriedly stuffed a few pieces of chicken into her mouth, "Is Gryffindor's keeper this term still the red-haired Weasley? "

"That's right, it's him." Jacqueline glanced at the long table in Gryffindor, where Hermione was leaning her Transfiguration textbook on the wine glass, flipping through it quickly. "Hermione dragged me to watch their tryout last week."

"Then I really hope that our college can win the championship this semester." Pan Xi said without much expectation.

"Yeah, me too," said Jacqueline, looking at the Gryffindor table, as Hermione tossed her book back into her bag, and she, Harry, and Ron looked as if they were about to left.

"Listen," Jacqueline said, turning to Pansy, "I want you to come with me tomorrow night."

"What?" Pansy turned her head in astonishment. She looked at Jacqueline as if she was crazy. "You want me to come with you tomorrow night?" she repeated, "I'm going there What? Serving as a squire for you two?"

"No, no, no," Jacqueline quickly denied, "I mean, I hope you can walk there with me." She paused and gritted her teeth. "It's my first birthday for her, and she'll be an adult after that. So..."

"Are you a little nervous?" Pansy looked like he was about to laugh, "No way! Are you really going to tell me that our No. [-] grade, the future heir of the Graham family, is because she wants to give her girlfriend Nervous about a birthday?"

"I'm not nervous." Jacqueline quickly denied, "I'm just a little nervous."

Pansy looked at Jacqueline, she didn't smile, but nodded seriously, "Of course my friend, I'd be happy to escort you there, lest you run away."

"That's good, that's good." Jacqueline breathed a sigh of relief, and she stood up, "Then we'll see you in the lounge later, I need to make some preparations."

Pansy waved to her.

But Jacqueline had hardly taken two or three steps towards the Great Hall door when Professor Slughorn appeared in front of her and barred her way.

"Jacqueline is just what I'm looking for!" he exclaimed enthusiastically, twiddling the tip of his walrus' beard with his fingers, his big belly puffed up. "I'm just hoping to find you, why don't you come to my place for a quick dinner tomorrow night?" We had a little party with just a few rising stars. I had McLaggen, Zabini, and the amazing Melinda Bobin, don't know if you know her, she The family runs a large chain of pharmacies. And, of course, I invited Potter and Miss Granger."

"I can't come, Professor," Jacqueline said quickly, while Hermione and the others had already walked out of the dining room. "And I don't think Miss Granger will be there either. Tomorrow is her birthday."

"Oh, dear!" said Slughorn cheerfully. "My dear, dear, what a coincidence. We can celebrate her birthday together if you like, and the house-elf will be able to make it by tomorrow night." A delicious cake."

"Thank you for your kindness." Jacqueline smiled at Slughorn hastily and politely, "But I would rather celebrate her birthday alone." She said, bowing slightly to Slughorn, and quickly Step away from him.

Hermione and the others didn't go very far, and they were going up the stairs when Jacqueline caught up with them.

"Miss Hermione Granger." Jacqueline stopped them. She bowed to Hermione, and then took out a pink envelope with the Graham family seal from her arms and handed it to Hermione.

Hermione was amused by her movement, "What's this?" She was about to open it as she spoke.

"This is an invitation letter to invite you to a Miss Hermione Granger's birthday party." Jacqueline quickly stopped Hermione's movements, "I hope you can send it back to the waiting room." Open."

Hermione giggled and bent over, "Are you going to use an owl next time? Jacqueline."

"I originally planned to do this." Jacqueline said very seriously, "but Haig refused. After this matter is over, I will have a good talk with him."

Hermione laughed, "Thank you, Miss Graham. Now would you like to come with us to the library and do your homework?"

"I'm afraid it won't work." Jacqueline shook her head, "I still have one last preparation to make." She bowed to Hermione, "I'll be waiting for you tomorrow night."