Together [HP]

Jacqueline licked her finger, took another look at the piece of toast that had been soaked in syrup and was now limp like mud, and exhaled.Why can't she even eat well recently?She just wanted to finish her meal while it was hot, but she just didn't want to eat cold dishes. Why couldn't she do this little request?

Jacqueline snorted dissatisfiedly, flicked her fingers on the dinner plate, picked up a cold sausage, and took a bite.She looked at the copper Knut in her hand, and Hermione sent her a message again.

But, Grindelwald, sign.Wedding, Lovegood, Luna, Dad, Dai. K, someone, said.

Grindelwald logo?Jacqueline frowned slightly, why didn't she know that Grindelwald still had a logo of her own?As far as the information about Grindelwald in the big bookcase in her house, there is no record of what logo Grindelwald himself created.Also, why is Luna's father running around wearing a Dark Lord emblem?No matter how weird he is, he shouldn't be wearing a Dark Lord's logo and waiting to be scolded.

And why did the subject of their conversation switch from the Deathly Hallows symbol to a Dark Lord symbol?Wait, did Hermione mean that Grindelwald's symbol and the Deathly Hallows' symbol are the same?It's possible, as Grindelwald has been recorded as having a penchant for scribbling that logo all over the place.

If that's the case, Luna's father's actions are understandable. Anyway, the people in this world who really believe in the existence of the Deathly Hallows are either crazy or people like themselves.If Hermione wanted to ask Luna's father...

You, want, ask, Luna, father.

I'm just asking.

Hermione's message came quickly and carefully.Jacqueline could still feel Hermione anxiously holding the gold Galleon with a copper Knut and such a long distance, and if she said no, it would be Potter No matter how much she and Weasley thought about it, Hermione would have to kill their thoughts.

But, with a sigh, Jacqueline put the last piece of ham on her plate into her mouth.That's not why I ever stopped you from going to Godric's Hollow, is it, Hermione.

Hermione, now, besides, you, and, my, loved ones, I, no, believe, others.If, you, must, go.Be careful, be safe.If something happened to you, I would, really, kill Potter and Weasley.

Jacqueline didn't know what Hermione was thinking over there, but Hermione didn't send another message for several minutes.Jacqueline didn't know whether she was talking to the boys or trying to talk them out of the idea.Jacqueline shook her head, she put the copper Knut back in her pocket, she got up and put her plate in the kitchen, and went into her office.

Jacqueline took the lead to look at the pot of potion that she was still boiling. What surprised her was that apart from the original black color, the top layer of the potion was still shiny under the light. Reflects some purple-green color.Jacqueline raised her eyebrows. She stirred the potion with a spoon. The particles that could still be clearly felt last night have disappeared. Jacqueline waved her hand in the air excitedly. Praise Merlin, after almost five days of boiling, all the damned medicinal ingredients in this pot have finally melted away, but Jacqueline really didn't expect that the color would change at this last time.However, Jacqueline raised her eyebrows, she really hoped that the effect of this pot of medicine could meet her expectations, otherwise she would collapse.

Jacqueline turned around and took out the last mouse from the cage with the mice behind her. She pursed her lips and wanted to find Peter Pettigrew in a while and ask where the cage of mice she wanted went. Well, if he doesn't send it to me again, I'm afraid I will really use him to test the medicine.Really, I won't talk about my own treatment, but now that he dares to withhold what he needs for business, Peter is getting more and more courageous, and he doesn't know who is behind him to support him.Bella is still Lucius.

Jacqueline used her magic wand to direct the mouse that screamed and kicked around. Poor mouse, it is worth your life to contribute to the cause of eradicating Voldemort.So, you'd better hope that the efficacy of my potion has met my expectations, otherwise your other brothers and sisters, parents and children may have to make persistent efforts and be tested by me.

Jacqueline passed the wand into her left hand, and she spooned a spoonful of the potion into the mouse's mouth, while the copper Knut in her pocket heated up again, and Jacqueline's Both hands trembled involuntarily, and a few drops of the potion spilled out, landing on the black fur of the hapless mouse.The mouse groaned in pain, kicked its legs in the air, escaped the control of the magic wand, drew a parabola in the air, and fell to the ground, where it jumped to nowhere.

"Oh." Jacqueline shook her head a little dotingly and helplessly, "Good timing, Miss Granger, what a good timing. Soon your girlfriend will be hunting mice all over the place."

Jacqueline switched her wand to her right hand, and fished out of her pocket the brass Knut, the rat she had lost.Hermione seemed to be dying of laughter on the other side, and she sent several numbers wrong.

ok ok baby.I, know, you, will, kill, them, my, female, friend.For the overall situation, I, will, take care of, well, myself.Absolutely, not to be caught by, your, colleagues.

Jacqueline threw her spoon into the pot with a little dissatisfaction, grabbed her left arm with her right hand, and raised the copper Knut in front of her.She was saying seriously, what's up with Hermione?Don't you take what she said seriously?How can such a thing be joked about?That was Hermione Granger's own life, how could such a matter of life and death be a joke!

Is not funny.

Jacqueline sent her a frown,

No, want, take, your, life, just kidding.

No joke.No joke.

Hermione called her back within a second.

Really, go to Luna, father, home.Definitely, have, plan.no need to worry.

Jacqueline looked at the numbers on the copper nut, and she sighed slightly. The plan made by the Gryffindor people made it impossible for her not to worry, and it was impossible to kill her.But if they were a little more cautious, she would be able to relax a little bit.

Know, others, how, find, you, places.Yes, who, said that.

around, only.Oh, Merlin, yes, fat, pants.

Jacqueline looked at the numbers on the copper nut, and she shrank her neck involuntarily, as if she saw Hermione jumping up from her face and didn't know where she was going.

Jacqueline stared at her copper Knut for a few minutes, and when she was sure that Granger would not be sending her any more messages for a while, she put the Knut back in her pocket and rubbed it. Rub hands.

"Mouse, be good, come to me quickly, if I come to you by myself, you will be in bad luck. It's not just a matter of being fed medicine, I may use you to practice My black magic skills are gone."

Jacqueline clapped her hands while talking, but obviously, that mouse couldn't just appear like this.Jacqueline raised her eyebrows, "Okay. The mice are coming!" she shouted, waving her wand.

But it was completely different from what she had imagined, not a single mouse flew towards her, but the sound of 'bang bang bang' hitting the wall could be heard constantly in the next room.It looks like there are quite a few rats left in the basement of Malfoy Manor.

"Well, my poor relatives and friends have to bear it for you." Jacqueline clapped her hands, she put away her wand, and she walked straight to the door, shouting, "Peter, come down."

Immediately there was a disorderly sound of footsteps on Jacqueline's roof.One or two minutes later, a short man appeared in front of Jacqueline with a gray head and a gray face.He hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands while panting and asked.

"Ge, Miss Graham, what are your orders?"

"What orders do I have?" Jacqueline raised an eyebrow, she said coldly, "Where is the mouse I want? There are no animals, are you going to let me use you to test the medicine?"

"No, no, no," shrieked Peter Pettigrew, "but, I, I just caught a cage for you the other day."

"One cage?" Jacqueline took a step back and turned sideways. She waved to Peter Pettigrew, "Come on, come on, see for yourself, is one cage enough for me? How many mice do I need every day?" Do you know? Did I tell you yesterday morning that I don’t have enough rats, and I want you to hurry up and catch me another cage? Where are my rats now? Where are my rats?”

Peter Pettigrew walked into the room, and when he saw the empty cage, he opened his mouth in surprise, "This, this... When I saw it yesterday... I, and... I still..."

"You also know that you are talking about yesterday!" Jacqueline raised her voice, "I will give you two decisions now. First, I will use you to test the medicine, and second, after 5 minutes, I will see mine. mouse."

Pettigrew screamed, and he jumped out.Jacqueline rolled her eyes at him, shook her head, and walked back to her desk.Is she that scary?If she was so scary, why did Hermione like her so much?

Jacqueline chuckled. She sat on her chair, but was surprised to find that there was a black thing with one tail under her chair. It seemed to be the mouse that was lucky enough to escape, but its appearance But weird.Jacqueline bent down and picked him up by the tail.

It was only then that Jacqueline discovered that the reason why the mouse looked weird was that half of its brain was gone, and through the two large holes on its back, Jacqueline could even see the muscles and muscles distributed there. spine.

"That's great." Jacqueline leaned back on the chair, and she rubbed her temples. This was exactly the effect she wanted, death upon touch, but she didn't know how long it would take to produce it.If within 1 minute...

Jacqueline pointed to the cauldron, extinguished the small fire underneath, then opened her own diary, turned over a page that was already filled, and began to write down the record of this time.