Together [HP]

After putting all the equipment into the retractable handbag and walking out, Yuna looked up at the nearby shop, "Ollivander Wand Shop, Jacqueline, I believe you really want to go to this shop, right? "

"Yes." Jacqueline nodded, "With a wand, I can use all kinds of magic!"

"Before then," Yuna chuckled, pushing the door open. "You need to study."

"It's amazing." Just as Jacqueline entered the store, she saw an old figure disappear behind the pile of cabinets that were about to reach the ceiling.

"Mr. Ollivander." Yuna called softly.

"Oh, good afternoon," said a soft voice, "I must have just been too... Ms. Graham." An old man appeared before them, his big blue eyes gleaming dimly, "Rare Arabian wood with dragon nerves, just the right amount of softness, a very personal wand, isn't it?"

"That's right," Yuna nodded, "What did you just say is amazing?"

"Blackthorn, eleven inches long, blows like the wind, James Harris' wand, isn't it?" Ollivander stepped forward, looking at Jacqueline.

"If you don't want to mention it..." Yuna frowned, putting her hand on Jacqueline's shoulder.

"I didn't expect to see you two on the same day, Miss Jacqueline."

"James here?" Yuna squinted her eyes, clutching her wand tightly.

"No, not him, ma'am."

"In that case," Yuna turned and opened the door again, "I believe you need a little time, I'll go to the pharmacy first."

"Okay, okay. Now, Miss Jacqueline, let me see," Ollivander took the silver-marked ruler from his neck, "which hand do you prefer to hold your wand?"

"Uh," Jacqueline hesitated, "I don't have a particular hand."

"It's okay, it's okay." Ollivander nodded. "Every wand finds its owner. Now, extend your arm," Ollivander said, measuring from Jacqueline's shoulder to Fingertips, from wrist joints to elbow joints, shoulders to the ground, knee armpits, and the entire head, "There are no two identical wands in this world. If you use someone else's, it will not have good results. Okay, that's fine."

Ollivander took a box from the cabinet, and the tape measure was curled up and spread out on the floor. "Jacqueline, try this one, snake nerve, ten inches, black walnut,"

Jacqueline took the wand, and just about to lift it up, Ollivander snatched it back, "No, no, look at this one, cedar and dragon heartstring, 9 inches."

Jacqueline took the wand and waved it. Ollivander shook his head, "Well, no, what about this one? Heartstrings of ebony and lizard dragon?"

Jacquiline tried it again and again, and she was a little scared because more and more wands were piled up on the chair. What if none of them fit me?Jacqueline thought anxiously.

"Well," Ollivander smiled, "I met two difficult customers in one day, don't worry, Miss Jacqueline, we must, maybe, this one? Beech, phoenix feather, ten and four points Three inches long, soft and springy."

Jacqueline held the wand in fear, and immediately felt a warm current rushing to her fingertips. The wand, which was originally dim, was now dazzlingly bright.

"Miss Jacqueline," Ollivander suddenly approached Jacqueline, and Jacqueline took a step back in fear, "This wand has chosen you, please believe in yourself, your power," Ollivander said lightly. Tapped Jacqueline's forehead, "It's all here."

"Thank you, thank you." Jacqueline paid 7 gold coins and walked out quickly.

"Have you bought the wand?" Yuna stood outside the store and glanced at Jacqueline, who nodded.

"Mother, Mr. Ollivander said..."

"He's always talking like this." Yuna frowned, leading Jacqueline through the Quidditch boutique, "Do you want an owl, or a cat? Jacqueline? If you want a toad , don't keep it at home." Yuna asked as she walked past Wonder Zoo.

"I want an owl, mother."

Yuna nodded and led her into the Ira owl shop.

"Hey baby," James' voice came from behind them as they walked into the store.

"James!" Yuna turned her head, "You are really here!"

"I can't let my baby go to Hogwarts empty-handed. Let me see, the horned owl is too big for a girl, the black owl looks too stupid, and the snowy owl, um, it's snowing when it snows." I can't see it... Well, I've decided," James snapped his fingers, pointing to a dark brown owl in front of him, "That's it."

Before Jacqueline could react, she was already carrying a birdcage, which contained a mighty owl.

"Congratulations on entering Hogwarts," James patted Jacqueline on the shoulder, "remember to write to me in the future." Then he disappeared into the crowd.

"If you don't want it," Yuna looked at the owl and shook her head, "you can use the one at home."

"I still, quite like it." Jacqueline looked at the owl in the cage, at least, this was her first pet, and it didn't look as stupid as others.

"Okay, now I can buy clothes for you." Yuna nodded to Mrs. Malkin's robe store, "I'm at the bookstore next door."

Jacqueline entered the store alone, looking around curiously.

"Honey, Hogwarts first-year student?" A chunky, kind witch came over dressed in lavender, "You will buy a lot of things you need here, a young man just bought here uniform."

Jacqueline looked up at the counter, where a pale boy with a pointed face was holding a suit of clothes.

"Hey." The boy nodded at her, "Hogwarts first year?"

"Yes." Jacqueline nodded, and stood on the bench according to Madam Malkin's request.

"I just met a weirdo here," the boy leaned lazily on the counter, his voice was listless, "doesn't even know what Quidditch is. And think that wild man Hagrid is very smart. You Where are your parents? Where are they? They must have passed away too."

"My father just left, and my mother is in the bookstore next door," Jacqueline replied, "Also, Hagrid works at Hogwarts, and I don't think it's polite to call him a Wildling."

"Really?" the boy snorted, "Which house do you think you will be sorted into? I know I will definitely be sorted into Slytherin, if I am Hufflepuff, with those mudbloods and mixed races , I would rather drop out of school."

"My mother graduated from Slytherin, and my father came from Gryffindor. Every academy has produced famous wizards." Jacqueline frowned. She knew that many pure-blood families believed that only pure-bloods were worthy of learning magic. , "And as a pure-blood wizard, no matter where you go, you should defend your own glory."

"I don't think other types are qualified to study with us, but you are right," the boy said coldly, "We should indeed defend our honor before others think that anyone can be a wizard. By the way, I It's Draco, Draco Malfoy, what about you?"

Just as Jacqueline was about to answer, a blond man walked in. That was Lucius Malfoy. Jacqueline looked up and glanced at him quickly. She and her mother had seen him in the Ministry of Magic before. A few times, but he probably doesn't remember himself. "Draco, why are you so slow?"

"Come on, Father." Draco walked over immediately, "See you at Hogwarts."

"See you at Hogwarts," replied Jacqueline, standing on the stool until Madam Malkin let her down.

After paying the bill, Jacqueline walked into the next bookstore with her clothes in her arms. A girl dressed as a Muggle was excitedly holding a stack full of books and yelling at her parents, "Look, Dad, I really am I hope I can read all the books."

"That's impossible, Hermione." The man smiled at his daughter, "But you can stay here and read while your mother and I go to Gringotts to exchange coins."

"Great, Father." Hermione smiled and found a corner, and opened the book in her hand.Jacqueline glanced at Spells and Counterspells in the book she was holding, so I could learn spells in there?Thinking of this, Jacqueline subconsciously walked towards the girl.

"Jacqueline," Yuna, who was asking the clerk at the counter, saw her and waved to her.

"Mom," Jacqueline walked over immediately.

"Then I think, you probably won't have what I want here." Yuna put the list back in her bag, patted the stack of books on the table, and the stack of books disappeared immediately.

"Ms. Graham," the bookstore owner spread his hands, "If there are any books that Graham Manor doesn't have, I don't think there will be any books here either."

"Since this is the case," Yuna turned around, "Jacqueline, let's go. Also, little girl, the "Spells and Counterspells" in your hand is too advanced for you now, you should start from the basics look."

"I just," Hermione smiled sheepishly, "I just want to read more, I've never read so many interesting books."

"After you look at it for a long time," Yuna glanced at Hermione, "you will find how boring they are."

"But," Hermione wanted to argue, but Yuna had already taken Jacqueline away.

For the rest of the time, besides going to Yuna's laboratory to help, Jacqueline just stayed in her room and read her textbooks, or played with her owls in the garden, or just told them from her relatives. Fun facts at Hogwarts.

She decides to name her owl Haig, a name Norm came up with with her.

On August 31, Jacqueline was sitting in her room packing her luggage when Yuna appeared in her room.

"Jacqueline," Yuna coughed lightly, and Jacqueline looked up at her, "I will ask your father to take you to the station tomorrow."

"But, Mom..."

"I discussed it with your grandfather," Yuna continued, "Tomorrow, I have a meeting."

"Oh." Jacqueline lowered her head, a little disappointed.

"Good night, Jacqueline." Yuna nodded to Jacqueline and disappeared into her room.