Together [HP]

"Hermione!" Panting, Jacquelin ran into the bathroom of Moaning Myrtle on the second floor. The bathroom was empty, the cauldron on the floor had cooled down, and there was a pool of water all around.

"Go away!" Hermione screamed. "Jacqueline, you get out!"

Jacqueline was taken aback by her screams.

"What's going on?" Jacqueline knocked on the door, "Is there something wrong with your compound potion? It shouldn't be, I saw Ron and Harry, they..." Jacqueline said He stopped suddenly, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Could you be..."

Suddenly the weeping Myrtle appeared through the crack of the door of the private room.Jacqueline had never seen her look so happy.

"Ouch, just wait and see," she said, "that's terrible!"

"Get out!" Hermione screamed.

Jacqueline took a step back without even raising his wand, "Alahor..."

Before she could finish her spell, she heard the lock slide open and Hermione appeared, weeping, her robes pulled up over her head.

"I already have a rough idea of ​​what's going on." Jacquelin tried his best to suppress the smile on his face, "You'd better..."

Hermione let the robe fall, and Jacqueline froze for a moment before bursting into laughter.

Hermione's face was covered in black hair, her eyes had turned yellow, and two long, pointed ears stuck out of her hair.

"That's a cat's hair!" she cried mournfully. "M, Millicent must have raised a cat! But this soup, the soup is not for transforming animals!"

"No, not Millicent." Jacqueline squatted on the ground, hugging his stomach and laughing.

"You'll be teased all the time," said Myrtle cheerfully.

"That's not funny," Hermione squealed.

"Yeah, hehe, you, haha, you're so right. Hahahaha." Jaguilin laughed until his stomach ached, and it was so right to give up the party in town.There is a party in town every year, but how many times can you see Miss Know-it-all turned into a black cat?

"It's not funny at all." As soon as she finished speaking, she hugged her belly and laughed again.

"Jacqueline!" Hermione blushed, though now covered in a coat of black fur.

"You should have told me." When Jacqueline finally stopped laughing, she rubbed her belly and straightened up. "Also, that's not Millicent's cat. Her pet is an owl. That's Ulla North."

"I don't expect you to help me steal your Slytherin hair." Hermione said angrily. "And who is Uranus?"

"Pansy's cat." Jacqueline paused, looking Hermione up and down, "I'll take you to the school infirmary," she said sincerely, "Madame Pomfrey never asks too many questions."

"I'm definitely not going," cried Hermione. "I can't let people see me like this."

"If you really make up your mind." Jacquiline crossed her arms and took a step back, "It seems that you can only choose to drop out of school, because," Jacqueline looked her up and down, "you look like this It won't clear itself."

"What!" Hermione jumped up as if someone had stepped on her tail, she really had one now. "I definitely don't!" Her voice trailed off, "Okay...but," she quickly raised her head, "Jacqueline, if you dare to tell anyone what happened today! I will definitely use the most vicious The spell is on you!"

"Don't worry, don't worry." Jacquelin laughed and pulled Hermione's cloak up. "I will never tell anyone that Miss Know-it-All has turned into a cat."

This was probably the happiest Christmas for Jacquelin, even the routine memorial ceremony on New Year's Day did not make her feel bad.