Together [HP]

In Potions class in the second week of December, Slytherin and Gryffindor students brewed a swelling potion in a smoky classroom under the supervision of Professor Snape.

Perhaps because Christmas is getting closer, Jacquiline is getting more and more irritable, as if there is a resentment in his chest, but there is nowhere to vent it.It had been a whole week that Pansy hadn't dared to tease her casually, including making fun of her being shorter than a first-year student.

Nobody wants to mess with an active volcano that has a high probability of erupting.

After confirming for the third time that the material she was about to add was correct, Jacqueline looked up, and wanted to politely ask Professor Snape to stop staring at her.

Before she could speak, Professor Snape snorted and turned to mock Harry's lack of water.This made Jacquilin greatly relieved.

As usual, Jacqueline finished her swelling potion amidst a laughing Slytherin.Although she hadn't reached her usual level, she was also confident that she would never lose to Hermione.

Maybe, probably.

Before bottling, while Professor Snape was criticizing Neville's potion, Jacqueline sneaked up to see how Hermione was doing.Instead, what she saw was Hermione secretly winking at Harry.

Maybe it was because Jacquiline had been staring at Hermione for a while, and Hermione's eyes swept over her, and Pansy, who was trying to pull her clothes beside her, wanted her to turn around to give him a hint, and then nodded at her indiscriminately head.

Before Jacquiline could figure out what Hermione meant, something sparkling fell right into Goyle's cauldron.

The potion in the cauldron immediately splattered, and the Slytherin students sitting around Goyle were the first to suffer. Malfoy's nose was swollen like a small watermelon.The arms of Jacquelin and Pansy seemed to be filled with lead, swollen like the arms of a troll, dragging heavily on the ground.Goyle covered his eyes with his hands and staggered around, eyes swollen as big as lunch plates.

"Come here," Professor Snape's gloomy voice was like the sound of heaven amidst the howling ghosts and wolves, "all the students who were splashed by the potion come to me to get the detumescence medicine. Wait until I find out who did it..."

The Slytherin students didn't care about etiquette at this time, and rushed forward.After making sure that every injured student got the antidote, Professor Snape scooped out the twisted black pyrotechnic ashes with a spoon with a dark face, and there was a sudden silence in the classroom.

"Once I find out who threw it," Snape said in a low voice, "I will definitely expel that person." At this time, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Professor Snape waved his hand sullenly, telling them to leave .

Struggling to push away the students in front of her, Jacquilin was so eager to find Hermione for the first time, but when she walked outside the classroom, the Gryffindor trio had disappeared.She snorted, walked straight up to the second floor, and angrily walked to the broken girls' bathroom.