Together [HP]

April is fast approaching and it took over a week for Jacqueline's herbs to reach her.At the beginning, Jacqueline was very curious, since when did Lucius have the courage to withhold things for official business.But soon, she understood from Bella's non-stop, venting yelling that the entire Malfoy Manor was locked up by Voldemort because they let Potter escape from under Voldemort's nose up.

When Jacqueline first heard the news, she couldn't help laughing.God, confinement, really?I'm afraid that in Lucius' life, this is the first time he has been locked up. It's no wonder that Narcissa begged her like that.This punishment is not heavy, but it is very embarrassing.

But the next moment, Jacqueline couldn't laugh anymore.The entire Malfoy Manor was locked up, (Of course, I don’t know why Voldemort excluded Jacqueline. Isn’t the basement part of Malfoy Manor? Jacqueline thought indignantly.) Then , what about Hermione's plan?It stands to reason that it is impossible for Bella to go to Gringotts at this time.

But Hermione can lie and say that she was pardoned by Voldemort, or that she was working for Voldemort. Of course, since she was dressed as Bella, that crazy woman at that time, she can proudly ask what is your business .

After Jacqueline told Hermione the news, she simply replied, "Yes, I'm afraid their plan will have to be readjusted again."

One morning in May, Jacqueline swore, the sky outside was still dark when she opened her eyes.But the copper Knut she held in her hand became hot, and Jacqueline looked over subconsciously, and Hermione only sent her two words:

set off.

Merlin.Jacqueline rolled her eyes, and she glanced at her watch again, it was not even seven o'clock.Jacqueline shook her head, the real Bella was probably sleeping soundly in her room at this time.However, to stop the three valiant lion cubs who are ready to go to the battlefield?

Jacqueline laughed. She turned over and lifted up the quilt that had slid down to her waist. She didn't have the energy yet.

good luck.

Jacqueline said, and then she smacked her mouth and looked at the wall in front of her.There was no way she would ever fall asleep again.

Hermione stood in front of the Leaky Cauldron, Ron transformed by her into a man who seemed to be from abroad, and Harry, wearing the invisibility cloak, with Griphook on his back, his hands clasped his throat.Hermione took a deep breath, and both Ron and Harry looked at her in unison before she pushed open the door of the Leaky Cauldron.

Tom, the hunchbacked, toothless proprietor, was polishing glasses behind the bar; a few wizards whispering in the far corner glanced at Hermione and retreated into the shadows.

"Lady Lestrange," Tom whispered, bowing his head respectfully as Hermione walked by.

"Good morning," said Hermione, and Harry, who walked softly with Griphook on his back under the Invisibility Cloak, could see that Tom was surprised.

"Too polite," Harry whispered to Hermione as they entered the tiny backyard from the hotel. "You treat them like trash."

"Okay, but, but..." Hermione looked a little confused, she didn't know how to imitate Bella.

"Think about Jacqueline," Ron whispered from Hermione's other side.Hermione looked at Ron in astonishment, "Think about what she said to you last year, just be like her..."

Ron stopped, Hermione's expression changed completely, her face sank, her eyes fixed on Ron, Ron took a step back in fright, and stepped on Harry's foot.Harry also completely forgot to shout, his mouth was opened wide, looking at the strange Hermione in front of him.

Hermione snorted coldly, flicked her long black hair, pulled out Bella's wand, and knocked it on an ordinary brick. The wall block immediately began to rotate, and a small hole appeared in the middle.It was not until the small hole formed an arch leading to Diagon Alley that the two boys came to their senses.They didn't say anything, they followed Hermione with their mouths shut in a tacit understanding.

"I think we're going to be successful today," Harry whispered to Ron beside him.

"That's right." Ron carefully looked up at Bella in front of him, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid even if the real Bella stood opposite her, she would think that she was the fake one."

Harry glanced at Bella in front of him and laughed silently.But soon they all stopped laughing.A man with a blood-stained bandage on one eye staggered up to Hermione, pointed at her and roared loudly, "My children!" His voice was hoarse and harsh, sounding a little confused, "I Where are the children? What has he done to them? You know, you know!"

Hermione was completely stunned, she wasn't really Bella after all, she might be able to pretend to be a Death Eater, but to a wounded person... "I, I really..." Hermione stammered explain.

The man rushed towards her suddenly, reaching out to grab her throat.With a bang and a flash of red light, he fell backwards, unconscious.Ron stood there, wand still raised, surprise on his face behind the beard.Faces appeared in the windows on both sides of the street, and a small group of well-dressed passers-by pulled up their robes and started trotting, eager to leave the scene.

"Lady Lestrange!" a tall, lanky wizard yelled after them, and Hermione turned her head to see him striding toward them, with a head of thick gray hair and a long, pointed nose.

"It's Travers," the goblin hissed in Harry's ear, but for a moment Harry couldn't remember who Travers was.

Hermione straightened up, with a sneer that was exactly the same as Jacqueline's, and said contemptuously, "Good morning, Travers, what's the matter?"

Travers stopped in front of Hermione, "I just wanted to say hello," Travers said coldly, "I'm surprised to see you walking around, Bellatrix .”

Hermione laughed, but her eyes were cold, "Why is that, Travers?" Hermione pretended to ask, but she didn't give Travers any chance to answer, "Are you Don't you think that those rumors are true, and I was locked up by the master?"

"Hmm." Travers coughed. "Yes, there are rumors that..."

"I entered Azkaban for my master!" Hermione screamed sharply, her face was full of arrogance, "Master knows my loyalty to him, and there is no need to report to you about the matter between me and master. Travers."

A trace of panic flashed across Travers' face, he looked down at the man who had just been stunned by Ron, "How did this thing offend you?"

"None of your business," said Hermione coldly.

"These non-wandless things are troublesome sometimes," said Travers, "and I don't mind if they're just begging, but one actually made me go to the Ministry of Magic to defend her. 'I'm a witch, sir, I'm a witch." Witch, let me prove it to you!'" he screamed and mimicked, "like I'd give her my wand, but," said Travers curiously, "whose wand are you using now? , Bellatrix? I heard that your own..."

A flash of anger flashed across Hermione's face, as if she was really Bella who had her wand taken away, "That's not something you should ask, Travers."

Travers seemed a little surprised, but soon a trace of contempt appeared on his face. He seemed to believe that Bella didn't have a wand in her hand now, which might explain why it wasn't Bella who just shot.Travers looked at Ron.

"Who is your friend? I don't know him."

"He's Dragomir Despard," said Hermione. "He speaks very little English, but is very supportive of the Dark Lord's goals. He came from Transylvania to see our new regime. "

"Really? Hello, Dragomir."

"Hi," said Ron, holding out his hand.

Travers shook Ron's hand with two fingers, as if worried about getting himself dirty.

"So, you and your... ah, what's the business of this supportive friend coming to Diagon Alley so early?" Travers asked.

"Master wants me to go to Gringotts to do something for him." Hermione snorted proudly and arrogantly, "Does this still need to be reported to you?"

Travers shuddered. "No, I don't know...I shouldn't have asked." Travers said, "If, if you don't mind...I'm going too...so..."

Hermione glanced at Travers haughtily, and walked towards the snow-white tower - Gringotts.

Travers followed immediately, Ron at their side, Harry and Griphook following.For a moment, Harry really wanted to tell Hermione that she was not the real Bella, or that Jacqueline who kept mocking her was not in front of her eyes.

Soon they were at the bottom of the marble steps leading to the bronze gate, where the uniformed goblins on either side of the gate had been replaced by two wizards, each holding a slender golden rod.

"Ah, honest detector," Travers sighed exaggeratedly, "primitive, but effective!"

He walked up the steps and nodded to the wizards on the left and right of the gate, who raised their golden rods and moved them up and down around him.Harry knew that the instrument would detect hidden spells and hidden magical objects.Harry knew he only had a few seconds left, so he quickly raised Draco's wand and tapped the two guards, whispering twice to confuse the audience.The two guards were slightly shocked by the spell, and Travers looked at the inner hall behind the bronze door and didn't notice.

Hermione climbed the steps, her long black hair waving behind her.

"Wait a minute, ma'am." The guard said holding up the detector.

"You've just checked!" said Hermione arrogantly and domineeringly.Travers looked back, raising an eyebrow.Confused, the doorman stared down at the thin golden detector, then at his companion, who said, somewhat dazedly, "Yes, you checked them just now, Marius."

Hermione strode forward, Ron at her side, followed by the invisible Harry and Griphook.

Before the second door stood two goblins, and on the silver door were engraved a poem about the evil of the thief.They walked through the gate and stood in the great marble foyer.

Behind the long counter, goblins sit on high stools and receive the first customers of the day.Hermione, Ron and Travers walked towards an older goblin who was examining a thick gold coin through a mirror.Hermione let Travers go ahead of her on the pretext of telling Ron about the Hall's features.

The goblin tossed aside the gold coins in his hand, said "Leprechaun" casually, then said hello to Travers, took a small gold key from him, and returned it to him after examining it.

Hermione stepped forward.

"Lady Lestrange!" said the goblin, evidently startled. "Alas! what can I do for you today?"

"I want to get into my vault," said Hermione.

The older goblin seemed to flinch a bit.Harry glanced around.Not only did Travers stop to look at her, but several goblins looked up at Hermione.

"Do you have... identification?" the goblin asked.

Hermione looked angry and humiliated, she lowered her voice and stared at the goblin angrily, "Lucius already told you, didn't he!"

"Do it now, do it now," Griphook whispered, "Use the Imperius Curse!"

Harry raised his hawthorn wand under the cloak, pointed it at the older goblin, and whispered, for the first time in his life, "Out of body!"

A strange feeling rushed into Harry's arm, and a tingling warmth seemed to flow from his brain, connecting him to the wand and the spell just cast along the muscles and veins.

"Yes, of course." The old goblin behind the counter clapped his hands, "Although we have instructions. Mrs. Lestrange would like to see..."

At this moment, a goblin from a younger grade came over, "I want to use jingle chips." The older goblin said to him, the young goblin left quickly, and after a while, he brought a small leather bag and handed it to the older goblin. , the small bag seemed to be full of tinkling metal. "Yes, yes! Come with me, Mrs. Lestrange," said the elder goblin, jumping off the stool and disappearing, "I will take you to your vault."

Jacqueline stared at the copper Knut in her hand. She tossed and turned uneasily on the bed. She couldn't help but want to send Hermione a message several times, but she was afraid that what they were doing, and her message would disturb them. .

It lasted until after ten o'clock, and Jacqueline had to get up. Today she had to be the same as usual.Regardless of whether Hermione and the others can succeed today, any abnormal behavior of their own will arouse suspicion from others.And if Hermione gets caught...

Jacqueline clutched her hand, she had to get Hermione out.

After breakfast, Jacqueline strenuously walked into her office as usual, cutting her own herbs.Until an angry shout sounded in Malfoy Manor.

It was Voldemort's voice, "Meet me at Gringotts."

Jacqueline gave a pause to the hand holding the medicinal material, but the knife in her hand still cut through. Jacqueline looked at her bleeding index finger, and her heart was completely cold. Could it be that Hermione was caught by Voldemort?