Together [HP]

Voldemort never came back, and Jacqueline didn't know where he went.The next day was Christmas, and Narcissa was there early in the morning when Jacqueline went up to breakfast on the ground floor.She was quietly watching her son eat his breakfast, and Draco Malfoy didn't seem to like her mother doing it very much.Especially when he saw Jacqueline, he twisted his body with a little resistance.

Jacqueline watched them, sniffed, and circled the door.Go to the kitchen located in the basement.This year's Christmas lunch, will mom not be home again?Where will dad spend his time?Hermione, what did she eat?Would she still be forced to catch fish to eat?

Jacqueline suddenly lost her appetite. She grabbed two donuts in the kitchen, went straight to her bedroom, and took the copper Knut out of the drawer.

Merry Christmas.

Jacqueline addressed Hermione, staring at the brass Knut for a minute, or less.The numbers above have not changed in any way.Jacqueline sighed softly, and then, with some frustration, put the coppernut back in her robes.Maybe Hermione wasn't up yet, or maybe she and Potter were too busy moving to watch.It could also be because she was taking care of Potter.

A voice sounded in Jacqueline's mind.Jacqueline shook her head, it was because Potter was hurt.she said to herself.Then Jacqueline finished the two fried bread, licked her fingers, got up and walked towards her current office next door.

In the center of the next room stood three crucibles of different sizes, and the size of the flames under each crucible was also different.Jacqueline first walked to the third crucible, where a pile of silvery mud-like things were slowly bubbling with bubbles.Jacqueline lightly scooped up a spoonful and handed it to her nose. She sniffed slightly, and then glanced at the door with a guilty conscience. After confirming that there was no one nearby, she quickly filled the potion into three Put it in a wide-mouth medicine bottle, plug the lid, and put it in your own small bag.

After doing all this, she turned her head and looked at the door and let out a sigh of relief, and then emptied the potion with a little eagerness.After doing all this, Jacqueline finally felt relieved. She walked to the first crucible, and the potion inside had already turned milky white.Jacqueline scooped up a spoonful, then she tilted the spoon slightly, and the liquid medicine slowly flowed back into the cauldron.Jacqueline frowned slightly, and she calculated the time in her heart, maybe it would be ready in about 4 hours.

Jacqueline moved to the side again, and the color of the potion in the second crucible was obviously not as gentle as the other two.The liquid inside showed a kind of black that made people feel frightened.Jacqueline stirred the inside of the crucible with a spoon, and frowned when she felt that there were still some particles at the bottom of the crucible.

But Jacqueline turned around anyway, and she pulled a mouse out of a cardboard box.The mouse seemed to understand that its fate was about to end, and it kept screaming, trying hard to escape from Jacqueline's grasp.But Jacqueline pointed at it with her wand, and it immediately opened its mouth wide, as if bound by some invisible thing, and was forced to float in the air helplessly.

Jacqueline directed the mouse to the second cauldron. She handed over the wand to her left hand, poured a small spoonful of potion into the mouse's mouth with her right hand, and then raised her wrist to see looking at his watch.

After about 2 minutes, the mouse screamed in pain, stared wildly with its limbs, and its two eyeballs began to become cloudy.it died.

After more than ten seconds, a small hole appeared in the mouse's abdomen, and then it became bigger and bigger, until finally, the mouse just disappeared into the air, leaving nothing left.

Jacqueline looked at her watch, two minutes and fifteen seconds.She shook her head, this is still too slow, it would be best if the time can be entered into 15 minute.However, since there are still some ingredients that are not fully boiled, this recipe still looks promising to enter the 1 minutes.

Jacqueline glanced at the flames beneath the cauldron in front of her.She pointed at the flame with her wand, making it burn a little hotter.After checking all her medicines, Jacqueline walked to the back of the desk, glanced at the documents on it with some headaches, pressed her temples, and turned over helplessly.

For a hard-working person like me who still works on Christmas Eve, Voldemort should give me a raise.Jacqueline thought secretly in her heart, but I finally understood why my mother looked impatient every time she handled the documents.Who would like to watch something so boring.

By the time Jacqueline finished processing all the documents, her stomach had already protested a hundred and eighty times.Jacqueline closed the last folder with a 'snap'. She stood up and rubbed her belly.It's not that she's not hungry, it's just that today is Christmas, the Malfoy family must be celebrating Christmas, and in the kitchen...

Jacqueline pursed her lips. The traditional Christmas pudding must be indispensable, but what kind of Christmas is it if you don't spend time with your family?

Jacqueline walked towards the first cauldron again, and she scooped up some more with a spoon. The liquid had become much thicker. Jacqueline lifted the spoon, fanned it with her hand, and then sniffed it gently.

Floral, grassy with dew, and ink.

Jacqueline licked her lips, to this extent it was considered acceptable.So she extinguished the flame under the crucible, bottled the medicine in the crucible, and then wrote today's date and the name of the medicine on the label of the medicine bottle.Then she put the medicine bottle in the medicine bottle storage cabinet, where the first and second floors were already filled.

Jacqueline walked back to the second cauldron. She stirred it with a spoon and closed her eyes. When she felt that there were still some smiling particles in the potion, she opened her eyes and threw the spoon back into the cauldron. Here, she sighed and rubbed her temples.

What kind of medicine did I add? Why hasn't it been completely melted up to now? It's been almost three days and three nights. If it can't be boiled anymore, I'm afraid she will throw away this pot of medicine did it again.How would she use the unboiled medicinal materials?

"Miss Graham." Narcissa's voice sounded at the door, and Jacqueline jumped. She turned around, a little surprised that Narcissa would appear at her door.After all, apart from yesterday when she came to take Bella away, Jacqueline had never seen Narcissa in the basement during the months when she=Jacqueline stayed in Malfoy Manor.

"Mrs. Malfoy," Jacqueline bent slightly towards Narcissa, "what can I do?"

"Miss Graham." Narcissa mixed her hands together, and she took a deep breath, "I, I want to invite you to our Christmas dinner tonight."

Jacqueline looked at Narcissa, she bowed to Narcissa, "I appreciate your invitation, Mrs. Malfoy. I know this must be very difficult for you. But, Mrs. Malfoy, I'm sorry, I must to reject you."

Narcissa looked at Jacqueline, she was holding tightly with both hands, as if she couldn't believe that Jacqueline would reject her.

"Christmas should be spent with one's own parents, family, and friends, not with an outsider living in the basement of your estate. Thank you, Mrs. Malfoy, really, I really appreciate your invitation."

Jacqueline turned around, and picked up her spoon with red eyes, "I think you should go back soon, Mrs. Malfoy, or if Mr. Malfoy finds out, I think you will also..."

"You and Draco, my son, are classmates and friends." Narcissa said softly. "You live with us because we didn't do a good job..."

"Mrs. Malfoy," Jacqueline put down her stirring hand, and she loudly stopped Narcissa's remaining words. "You are a good mother, please let me keep this impression."

Narcissa tightened her jaw, her face was a little transparent. "Well, Miss Graham, can I get you something?"

"Thank you, Mrs. Malfoy." Jacqueline hugged her arms tightly. Her eyes were fixed on the cauldron in front of her, looking at the black potion that looked like an abyss. Maybe she was dazzled, but there was an explosion on it. There is a trace of steam that is unique to the love potion.

"I'll go to the kitchen when I'm hungry. Merry Christmas."

Narcissa's hand was firmly on the door frame, her knuckles were white.She tried her best to smile, "Okay, Merry Christmas to you too, Miss Graham."

It wasn't until the sound of Narcissa's footsteps completely disappeared in the corridor that Jacqueline let out a long breath.Narcissa is a good mother, a very good mother who loves her son very much and can think for her own family.But she is not her own mother, Narcissa will not think about herself, the Malfoy family, and even Draco will always be the first in her heart.

Maybe, it's because Draco has such a mother who can spoil him anytime and anywhere, that's what he is like now.If, if nothing like this happened in her own family, if she... then she might be the same as Draco.Arrogant, arrogant, lawless, carefree.

Jacqueline looked at her cauldron and chuckled, but she might be as useless as Draco, then she and Granger really wanted to hate each other.

Jacqueline shook her head. It's not that she lacks love. Why would she think about such idle and boring things at this time.Today is Christmas, Jacqueline.Even without your parents and Hermione, you still have to live happily, right?You can't abuse yourself just because they're not around.

Jacqueline wiped her nose, she took a deep breath, "Go and have a good meal, Jacqueline. Then come back and continue to fight this damn potion, anyway, you will be able to do it of."

Jacqueline shook her head. When she walked out, she felt that the Nat against her body became hot. She stopped quickly and took the Nat out.

Merry Christmas.my girlfriend.Ron, come back.Horcruxes, destroyed.

It's really good news, Jacqueline nodded emphatically, it's really good news that Ron is back for Christmas and the Horcrux is gone.Miss Hermione Granger.

Congratulations.my girlfriend.

Jacqueline replied.She squeezed the brass Knut tightly, then let go, go eat a good meal, Jacqueline, and celebrate Hermione.On the bright side, they probably won't be able to eat roast chicken and Christmas pudding now.