Together [HP]

Malfoy Manor fell silent again.But this time the silence is like the silence before the storm, which is scary.

What to do, Jacqueline asked herself desperately, Hermione should be no more than 20 meters away from her now, what should she do to save Hermione.Jacqueline's brain was blank, she found that she couldn't think at all, her brain was uncontrollable, she could only keep imagining how the Malfoy family would torture her, they would definitely summon Voldemort, and If things get to that point...

"What's going on?" Lucius Malfoy's lazy voice sounded on the first floor accompanied by many chaotic footsteps. Jacqueline grabbed her hands tightly. Hermione and the others must have been brought in.

"They say they've got Potter," Narcissa said in a cold voice, "Draco come here."

At this time, footsteps were heard upstairs again.In the end what happened?Jacqueline thought uneasily that the medicine spoon in her hand had been completely forgotten in the cauldron, and all her attention was on the first floor.

"How about it, boy!" A familiar voice roared, and Jacqueline recognized it immediately. It was the voice of the werewolf Fenrir Greyback, who caught Hermione?

The first floor fell into a brief silence again.How is this going?Did Draco recognize Potter?

"Well, Draco?" Lucius Malfoy asked eagerly. "Really? Is that Harry Potter?"

"I can't, I can't be sure," Draco said reluctantly.

How is this going?Jacqueline immediately frowned. How could Draco fail to recognize the scar on Harry Potter's head, such an obvious mark?Could it be?A glimmer of hope emerged in Jacqueline's heart again, was that werewolf caught wrong?Did he think someone else was Potter?So, they didn't catch Hermione after all?

"Look carefully, look! Come closer!" Lucius Malfoy said very excitedly, "Draco, if we hand Potter over to the Dark Lord, everything will be forgiven!"

"I hope we don't forget who got him, Mr. Malfoy," Greyback threatened loudly.

"Of course not, of course not." Lucius said impatiently.

"What did you do to him?" Lucius' voice suddenly became a little dissatisfied, "How did he do this?"

'Make it like this'?What is it like?That poor boy fell and got a lightning scar on his forehead too?

Or...has Hermione transformed Potter?So did she give herself a little camouflage?Merlin, Hermione Granger's profile picture is posted all over the place, how could she just worry about that Potter and forget about herself?

"It wasn't us," said Greyback loudly. "It was the Mudblood, Hermione Granger."

"My name is Franka Graham." Hermione's strange voice sounded on the first floor with an unknown accent. Jacqueline only felt that her eyes were dark and her legs were weak. Almost limp on the ground at one point, "I'm from Germany."

"I think it looks like a stinging curse." Lucius still said to himself as if he didn't hear what Hermione said.He muttered under his breath, "Draco, come here and take a good look! What do you think?"

"I don't know." Draco's obviously reluctant voice sounded on the first floor, followed by footsteps.

"We'd better find out, Lucius." Narcissa said coldly and clearly, "After confirming that it's Potter, then summon the Dark Lord. They say it's his." Narcissa said as if Something was handed to her husband, and Jacqueline wished she could make her ceiling transparent so that she could see what was happening above.

"But it's not like what Ollivander described. If we get it wrong, call the Dark Lord for nothing. Remember how he treated Roll and Dolohov?"

Damn, if you want to talk about Potter, you can't just let Hermione go!

"And the Mudblood!" Greyback growled. "She's Hermione Granger."

"I said, I'm..." Hermione's weird voice with a French accent rather than a German sounded again, but it was quickly drowned out by Narcissa's screams, "Yes, yes, She's been to Madam Malkin's Robe Shop with Potter! I've seen her picture in the Daily Prophet! Look, Draco, is this Miss Granger?"

"I...maybe...right."

"So, that's the Weasley boy!" Narcissa shouted, and the footsteps sounded again. "It's them, Potter's friends. Look, Draco, he's not Arthur Weasley's." Son, what's his name..."

Draco muttered again, followed by a door opening, Jacqueline frowned slightly, who came here again.

"What's the matter? What happened, Sissy?" Bellatrix Lestrange's voice made Jacqueline tremble slightly. With her around, it would be impossible to break through by force. possible.The only possibility is probably to make a Portkey for Hermione.

Jacqueline looked around quickly, looking for something less obvious that could be made into a portkey.Then Jacqueline slapped herself on the head hard, how could she forget that.

"Ouch," Bella said softly, "isn't this the Mudblood girl? Isn't this Granger?"

Hermione wanted to hold on, but Lucius yelled immediately.

"Yes, yes, it's Granger! We think she's Potter next to her! Potter and his friends, finally caught!"

"Potter?" Bellatrix screamed. "Are you sure? Then, the Dark Lord must be informed immediately!"

"I was just about to summon him!" Lucius said. "I should have summoned him, Bella. Potter was brought to my house, so I should have the right."

"You have rights!" she sneered. "You have no rights without your wand, Lucius! How dare you! Take your hands away!"

"This has nothing to do with you. It wasn't you who caught the boy."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Malfoy," Greyback interrupted, "but we caught Potter and the bounty should be ours."

"Bounty!" Bellatrix laughed. "Take your gold, filthy scavenger. What would I want gold for? I only want honor."

Damn it, let me release Hermione first, and then slowly discuss your rights, bounties, and honors!

Not knowing what the people above did, Bellatrix suddenly screamed, "Stop it! Don't touch it, if the Dark Lord comes now, we'll all die!"

die?Jacqueline raised an eyebrow, and licked her lips, if so... She looked silently at her arm, then rolled up her sleeve, revealing the Dark Lord's mark on it.

"What's that?" Bella asked.

"Sword," one muttered.

Jacqueline opened her mouth wide, and she immediately stopped her movements.Merlin, they even found Gryffindor's sword?If so, would Snape have been exposed?

"give it to me."

"It's not yours, ma'am, it's mine, and I found it."

There was a sudden bang upstairs, and then someone yelled, "What do you think you're playing, bitch?"

"Dizzy," Bella screamed, "Dizzy!"

It must be a mess upstairs now, Jacqueline was walking up and down in her office anxiously, if Hermione was smart, she should take this opportunity to leave.But she would definitely not do that. It would be harder for her to throw away her companions than to kill Voldemort.

"How can you?" growled Greyback. "Let me go, bitch!"

"Where did you get the sword?" Bella asked aloud. "Snape sent it to my vault at Gringotts!"

"In their tent," gruffly said Greyback. "Let me go, you hear!"

"Draco, get these scum out," Bellatrix said. "If you don't have the guts to kill them, throw them in the yard first."

"How dare you talk to Draco like that," Narcissa raged, but Bellatrix screamed, "Be quiet! It's much worse than you think, Sissy! We're in big trouble !"

Bella's muffled voice sounded from the first floor, but she spoke so softly that Jacqueline couldn't hear a bit, and for a moment she was so angry that she wanted to just rush up and fuck everyone while they weren't paying attention. fall.

"The prisoner must be put in the dungeon first, and I will think about what to do!" Bella said loudly.

"This is my home, Bella, you can't give orders like this." Lucius' pale, dissatisfied voice sounded from upstairs.

"Quick! You have no idea how dangerous we are!" screamed Bellatrix.

Narcissa hesitated for a moment, then said to the werewolf:

"Take the prisoner to the dungeon, Greyback. Goyle, take him down."

"Wait a minute," Bellatrix squealed, "except... except this Mudblood."

Greyback snorted in satisfaction.

"No!" Ron yelled, "You can keep me, keep me!"

"If she dies in interrogation, you'll be next," Bellatrix said. "Below the Mudbloods are pure-blood traitors on my blacklist. Greyback, take 'em down, and go to jail." Yes. But leave 'em alone, for now."

Bella left Hermione behind.Jacqueline only felt chills all over her body, and all the blood in her body rushed to her forehead, she had to go there, she couldn't let Bella torture Hermione.

Jacqueline looked at the bubbling pot of potion in front of her, she bit her lower lip tightly, this pot, as long as it passed tonight, it would be considered ready.Jacqueline squeezed herself tightly, turned around, took out a bottle of medicine from the cabinet full of medicine bottles, looked at her cauldron reluctantly, and poured out the whole bottle of medicine in her hand. into the crucible.Then she walked out of the office without looking back.

When Jacqueline came out, Goyle was pushing a group of people into the prison. Through the dim light, Jacqueline could see that Potter's face was a little swollen.

"What's going on up there." Jacqueline hugged her chest, and she tried hard to suppress the fear in her heart. At this moment, Hermione's terrifying and prolonged scream came from above.This made Jacqueline tremble all over. "Don't you know that I need absolute silence to brew medicine!"

"We caught Potter, Miss Graham." Goyle shouted excitedly, "But, Bella..."

"They've got Hermione. Hermione's up there," Ron yelled from inside the cell, his face desperately trying to get out of the bars.

Jacqueline squinted at Ron, wishing he could just give him a silent spell and make him shut his mouth.Jacqueline suppressed her anger. She walked to the prison and looked inside, "Oh, so, this fat man is what you call Potter?"

"He's just been put under the Stinging Curse," Goyle yelled.

Jacqueline ignored him completely, she glared at Ron, "And this red hair, you wishful thinking, he is Ron Weasley."

"He is!" Goyle yelled.

Jacqueline glanced at him, "So, who do you think is Hermione?"

"She's upstairs," Goyle said. "Bella left her."

Jacqueline chuckled disdainfully, "Okay, then I'll go up and have a look. The potion I prepared for my lord is still on the crucible, you go and help me look at it. When I come back, if a drop is missing ..."

Jacqueline sneered and walked upstairs.