Together [HP]

The winter of thousands of miles of ice and snow has finally passed, and the production of Jacqueline's potion has been on the right track. If there is no accident, her first pot of perfect poison will be ready in April.However, Hermione and Voldemort were not as lucky as her.Unlike what Jacqueline once imagined, Voldemort should sit in Malfoy Manor and strategize, Voldemort hardly stayed in Malfoy Manor.

This made Jacqueline a little depressed. Her plan to find a time to drug Voldemort was almost aborted.There will always be a gap between plans and reality.

Jacqueline didn't know whether Voldemort had found the Elder Wand, or if he had found any clues, but Hermione's search for the Horcrux was not going well, and Jacqueline could feel it.Their adventure group went to many places, not only the whole of England, according to Hermione, they even went to Albania, the forest where Voldemort once hid.

When Jacqueline saw the message Hermione sent her, besides being helpless, Jacqueline really didn't know what words could express her mood at that time.How could he think that Voldemort would leave such an important Horcrux in the forest?Tell me, Miss Hermione Granger, are you really not traveling?

The lack of progress for several months made Hermione anxious again. Several times, in the correspondence with Hermione, Jacqueline felt that Hermione had started to rush to the doctor again.Whenever this time, Jacqueline had to do her best to appease Hermione.

Seriously, you Gryffindors, why don't you learn how to learn from a fall.This kind of character of remembering to eat but not to fight is really not very good.

One night in March, Jacqueline was just like her usual, while carefully stirring her pot of potion that was about to take shape, specially made for Voldemort, while sending messages to Hermione, listening to the restaurant upstairs The pale laughter of the Malfoy family and several other Death Eaters.Since Hermione said last time that she was willing to find the Resurrection Stone for Jacqueline and rescue Jacqueline, Jacqueline was very careful not to bring up the topic of the Deathly Hallows again in front of Hermione.

Hermione didn't have the slightest objection to Jacqueline's proposal to use Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be Bella and go to Gringotts to take a look at Bella's vault.In her words, anyway, we have no clue now.But as always, Jacqueline reminded her that it was best not to act rashly until she had a plan in place.

So naturally, they began to discuss how to use Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be Bella and enter Gringotts Bella's vault, such a seemingly easy plan.

You, no, yes, her key.

Jacqueline explained to Hermione.

No key.No, will, let, you, enter.

Keys, lost, no, no, see you.

On the other hand, Hermione turned back a little childishly, making Jacqueline laugh out loud.

That, to, prove, you, yes, Bella.

I, can, prove, I, no, yes.

Hermione sent over there with a little desperation.

You, why, no, yes, proof, identity, certificate.If, wand.

Jacqueline looked at the brass Knut in her hand, and she understood what Hermione meant. Did she want to steal Bella's wand?Although every wizard has his own wand, holding someone else's wand does not prove that you are that person.If someone were to ask her, how could she prove that she didn't take the wand?What's more, how was she going to steal Bella's wand?

What, steal, Bella, the wand.

Hermione didn't have a chance to answer the question, because there was a harsh voice from outside the tent, "Hands up, come out! We know you're in there! There are six or seven wands pointed at you, and we don't care what the spell will be." Hit who."

Hermione didn't have time to wonder how people on the outside could find them through her protective magic, she jumped down the stairs in three steps and two steps in the darkness, pointing her wand at Potter's face, bang, a The white light burst.At this time, all the people outside gathered around.

Four or five people rushed straight at Ron and Hermione, and Ron yelled and scuffled with the crowd.

"Don't touch us," Ron yelled, but that only made the beatings of his mobsters more fun.

"Don't hit him!" Hermione screamed.

"If your boyfriend's name is on my list, he will be even worse. Delicious little girl... what a meal... I like the tender meat best..."

"Search the tent, Fenrir," said another voice.

Footsteps and thuds soon followed, and chairs were overturned by men searching the tent.

"Okay, let's see who we've caught." Greyback's triumphant voice came from overhead, and Harry was turned over.A wand's light fell on his face, and Greyback laughed.

"Looks like I'll have to have butterbeer to swallow this. What's the matter with you, ugly?"

"Stung," Harry muttered, "Stung."

"Yes, it looks like it," said another voice.

"What's your name?" Greyback growled.

"Dudley," said Harry.

"full name?"

"Me, Vernon. Vernon Dudley."

"Look up the list, Scarbio," said Greyback, and he stepped aside to look down at Ron. "And you, Red?"

"Stan Thornpark," said Ron.

"To hell with you," said the Scarbio one, "we know Stan Sampak, and he's got us in trouble."

Another bang.

"I'm not Buddy," said Ron, his mouth full of blood. "Buddy Weasley."

"Weasley?" Greyback said gruffly. "Then, even if you're not a Mudblood, you've been married to a pure-blood traitor. The last one, beautiful kid..." His salivating voice made Hermione shudder. upright.

"Slow down, Greyback," said Scarbio, to the laughter of the others.

"Oh, I'm not going to bite her just yet. Let's see if she remembers names a little quicker than Barney. Who are you, girl?"

"Franka Graham," said Hermione, her voice terrified, but believable.

"Graham?" Greyback repeated the surname viciously, and the others seemed a little nervous, "There is only one living Graham of your age, and she's at Malfoy Manor right now."

"My grandpa went to Germany," said Hermione. "My father's name is..."

"Lies!" cried Greyback.

"Let's be careful, Greyback," said Scarbio, "in case she's really a Graham, they're very defensive. You don't want a potion down. What about your blood?" ?”

"Half-blood," said Hermione.

"Easy to check." Scabio, "but they all look Hogwarts age..."

"We're not going," said Ron.

"No more, Redhead?" Scarbio said. "So you decided to come camping? And thought you could use the Dark Lord's name as a joke?"

"No joke," said Ron, "a slip of the tongue."

"Slip of tongue?" There was another burst of laughter.

"You know someone who keeps saying the Dark Lord's name, Weasley?" Greyback growled. "The Order of the Phoenix. Is it about you?"

"No."

"Hmph, they don't have enough respect for the Dark Lord, so the name is taboo. That's how some members of the Order got caught. We'll see. Bind them with the other two prisoners!"

The two grabbed Harry and Ron and dragged them away, but they were careful with Hermione, just pointed their wands at her, and told her to follow the two boys.Then Hermione watched as the two boys were tied back to back with someone else, but they just pointed at Hermione and told her to sit down.

When those guarding them finally left, Harry whispered to those around him, "Who still has a wand?"

"No." Hermione said softly.

"It's all my fault." Harry looked very annoyed, "I said that name, it's all my fault, sorry..."

Hermione didn't answer, she held the necklace around her neck tightly.Where are they being taken?She hasn't replied to Jacqueline for so long, will Jacqueline guess that she was arrested.She must, must not do anything stupid again.

Something must have happened to Hermione.Jacqueline gripped her hands tightly, her heart beating more and more violently in her chest.Jacqueline had to hold the front of her robe with one hand and fan the wind desperately with the other.

It is true that sometimes Hermione would suddenly interrupt the chat with her, but within 5 minutes, she would reply back.But now, it's almost half an hour.

Jacqueline gritted her teeth, she must calm down, if Hermione was caught, she would get the news soon.Of course, it depends on who caught her.If they were Death Eaters, they would definitely be taken back to the manor.And if it was a search party from the Ministry of Magic, they would be taken to the Ministry of Magic.And if it's Voldemort...

Jacqueline shook her head, no, definitely not Voldemort.Atropos, Lachesis, Clotho, majesty, justice, great Moira, I beg you, don't let Hermione be caught by Voldemort.

Jacqueline pricked up her ears, and the cheerful conversation on the first floor was still there.Calm down, Jacqueline, if someone catches Hermione, then they also caught Potter, and if someone catches Potter, they will definitely send Potter here, it will definitely cause an uproar of.And if, if there is no accident in the manor, it means...

"We've caught Potter!" A mighty growl suddenly sounded in the relatively quiet manor, "We've caught Harry Potter."

The conversation on the first floor stopped abruptly, and Jacqueline only felt dizzy, and she firmly grasped her hot cauldron.

They got Hermione.