Together [HP]

Jacqueline and Hermione might have walked the side street, but a sudden downpour forced them to sprint back to their house.Although they are all wizards and have dozens of ways to avoid getting wet in the rain, walking in the rain without getting wet, such a non-Muggle behavior, will attract suspicion from many people of.

Back in their room, Jacqueline asked Hermione to take a shower first, very gentlemanly.However, when there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom that was only one door away from the bedroom, Jacqueline suddenly realized that this was definitely not a good choice.

Jacqueline hurriedly stood up from the single sofa she was sitting on, she wanted to take off her wet clothes as soon as possible, put on clean clothes, and then go down and wait for Hermione to take a shower.

Jacqueline took off her blouse repeatedly and threw it on the floor on her side. When she tried to untie her belt and take off her jeans, she found it a little difficult.The pulleys on her belt were completely stuck for some reason, and no matter how hard Jacqueline tried, she couldn't move it.

"Jacqueline, I'm done!" Hermione yelled in the bathroom, "Hurry up, don't catch a cold."

"Okay, okay!" Jacqueline raised her voice, she was sweating anxiously, her palms were covered with sweat, and the pulleys on the belt were now even more difficult to move. "You, you can wash for a while longer!"

Jacqueline said breathlessly, her eyes searching the room.Hermione had confiscated her wand when she went out this morning, and she didn't know where she had put it.

"Jacqueline, what are you talking about?" The sound of running water in the bathroom also stopped, and Hermione said, "Are you really not afraid of catching a cold tomorrow?"

"I, I, oh." Jacqueline hurriedly put on her clothes again, "Hermione, where did you put my wand?"

"On the outermost layer of my chest." Hermione said a little nervously. "What's the matter, Jacqueline, what happened? Why do you need to use your wand?"

"No, it's not a big deal," Jacqueline said quickly, and she walked quickly towards Hermione's box.

"What happened?" The bathroom door opened suddenly, and Hermione's anxious voice sounded behind Jacqueline.Jacqueline squatted on the ground, she turned her head, Hermione was holding her towel in one hand, and her wand in the other, pointing nervously.

"What happened?"

"Why can you hold your own wand, and why do you need to hold your wand after taking a shower?" Jacqueline frowned, looking at Hermione in great confusion.

Hermione glared at Jacqueline, and she seemed to understand that there would be no danger in this room for a while.Hermione grabbed her bathrobe and walked behind Jacqueline, and put her knee on Jacqueline's shoulder, "Tell me, what are you looking for for your wand? If you need it, I have one here."

Jacqueline flattened her mouth in embarrassment. She stood up and pointed to her belt, "I don't know why the card wheel is stuck. I'm going to use the wand to split the belt."

Hermione burst into a laugh, and she tied her bath towel and patted Jacqueline's stomach, "You have to use your wand for such a trivial matter? You only wear such a belt, If you break this belt, I'll see what you will do tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Jacqueline became anxious all of a sudden, and she snorted dissatisfiedly, "Then I have to take a shower later, and the belt can't be untied, what can I do?"

"Ask me?" Hermione smiled and raised her eyebrows, "Aren't you the one who is good at making plans?"

Jacqueline spread her hands innocently, "Then I plan to use a magic wand to break the belt off, and you won't allow it again."

"You're quite obedient to me now." Hermione rubbed her arms because her skin was exposed and she felt a little cold, "I didn't seem to allow you to go to Malfoy Manor alone, why did you Just ran over like that?"

"Okay, okay." Jacqueline's face was slightly red, she squatted down again, and wanted to go through Hermione's suitcase, "Let's not discuss the past. We don't care Still looking ahead. For now, I'd better get my wand out, get my belt off, and take a hot shower. Otherwise I could really be in the infirmary again. "

Hermione suddenly laughed because of her words, she tugged Jacqueline's arm to get Jacqueline to stand up again, then she gently lifted Jacqueline's blouse to help her unbutton her belt untie.

Jacqueline lowered her head. She looked at Hermione and didn't use much force. She flicked it a few times, and the card wheel, which was still motionless just now, was loosened all of a sudden.

"Go take a shower." Hermione laughed, and she took a step back. "When you were in the first year, we were all frightened when you entered the school infirmary. Fingers dangling in front of Professor Snape, we But I'm really afraid that Professor Snape will pour the potion in the cauldron directly into you."

"You can still remember my scene at that time." Jacqueline couldn't help laughing, she grabbed her pants with one hand, and went straight into the bathroom, "I was still young at that time, and it was the first time There is a chance, it is possible to face Voldemort head-on, so there is some concern."

"Yeah." Hermione took out a towel from her suitcase and began to wipe her hair, "How many things did you encounter on the way to find the Philosopher's Stone? A big dog with three heads, a devil's net, a chessboard, And the flying portkey, we did everything we could at that time. Looking back now, it was something that could have been done with ease."

"That's because you don't know." Jacqueline laughed, "Behind the chessboard, there is another room with a troll. If Professor Quirrell hadn't killed the troll, Potter and I would have been in the same room at that time." But I really can't hold on to the end. But you say that now..."

Jacqueline washed her face with water, "I think Professor Dumbledore must have been hiding somewhere at that time, watching us secretly."

"But," Hermione frowned, she thought for a while, "Even if we didn't go there at that time, Voldemort wouldn't have been able to get the Philosopher's Stone out of the magic mirror."

Jacqueline tutted, she shook her head, and then she realized that she was separated from Hermione by a door, and it was impossible for Hermione to see what she was doing. "It's not about whether or not, who gets the Philosopher's Stone. What if our first-year freshmen fall into a certain level and cannot get out, what if we are trapped there? The lives of several of us, Professor Dumbledore Maybe he doesn't care, but Potter, that is the Boy Who Lived, and Professor Dumbledore will make a big joke if he is locked in there."

"You mean that Headmaster Dumbledore wanted to test Harry on purpose?" Hermione asked with a little doubt, she took out her pajamas from her suitcase and put them on, "Could it be that since then, he has started to wish Can Harry finally kill Voldemort?"

"I don't think it's hope." Jacqueline came out of the bathroom in her pajamas, and she licked her lips. "I feel like this is his plan, but," Jacqueline shrugged, she let it go. The water droplets from his hair dripped onto his clothes, "No matter what Professor Dumbledore thought at the time, it has nothing to do with us now anyway."

Hermione looked at her, smiled helplessly, and handed over the towel she was holding to wipe her hair, "Dry your hair, don't catch a cold."

"Even if I catch a cold, I'm not afraid." Jacqueline smiled a little smugly, "I'm the one who carries a lot of medicine with me."

Hermione shook her head. She glanced at her watch, "Mom just sent me a message. They are hiding from the rain in a small bar near the ski resort. Dad will probably have a few drinks with Mr. Nelson. We don't have to wait for them."

"The bar?" Jacqueline's eyes lit up all of a sudden, she knelt on the bed with a little excitement, and while wiping her hair, she looked at Hermione, "Your Muggle bar..."

Jacqueline quickly shook her head again, "Forget it, I'm not too interested in alcohol-related issues."

"There is not much difference between our Muggle's bar and your wizard's bar in terms of appearance." Hermione said while bending down to take out a book from the suitcase, leaning on the bed and flipping through it. Getting up, Jacqueline glanced at the title of the book, a typical History of Magic textbook. "The only thing that may be different is the type of wine sold inside."

"Although I have never been in a bar, I heard from my parents that in addition to all kinds of alcohol that can be bought in ordinary supermarkets, there will also be some whiskey blended by the bar staff."

Hermione looked up at Jacqueline, who was waiting sternly, and couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry," she comforted, "There must be no Flame Whiskey in there."

Only then did Jacqueline hum with satisfaction, and she also took out a book that Professor Snape left her from her purse, and leaned on the bed like Hermione, "After returning to school for Christmas, I But I plan to ask you to submit the general idea of ​​the potion you want to make in the end. For example, what effect will this potion have."

Hermione raised her eyebrows, and she looked at Jacqueline, "Then my Potions professor is here to tell me about this now, in the hope that I can prepare in advance?"

"I think that my girlfriend must have a complete idea now, maybe even the medicinal materials she wants to use. I just want to know my girlfriend's thoughts in advance, who When she's with me for a while, she doesn't do her Potions homework at all."

"Relax, relax, Jacqueline." Hermione grinned. "When my Potions professor gives us this assignment, she'll know."

Jacqueline turned her head to the side, she glanced at Hermione, and rolled her eyes to herself a little discouraged.She didn't have that much energy to ask Hermione what she didn't want to say.