Together [HP]

Jacquiline wanted to find a diary, and before being asked by Professor Snape and her mother, she felt that she should start writing down what was in her head, a plan, a careful, detailed plan.That was the first thought that came to her mind when the blood from the diary ran down her hand.

But she didn't succeed. Professor Snape and Professor Graham were standing there like gatekeepers. It was obvious that they were waiting for Jacqueline.

Jacqueline walked up to them anxiously, not knowing what to say.

"Tell me," Snape said first, after scanning her up and down, "how many school rules you broke along the way."

"Seven, 79 articles."

"So," Snape bowed, lowering his voice, "give me a reason not to expel you?"

Jacquiline stood there unable to utter a word.

"She should go to the hospital now." Yuna took a step forward and took Jacquelin's hand. "Other things can be discussed later."

"Oh, Merlin," Madam Pomfrey said the moment she saw Jacquiline for the first time, she turned around and took out a bunch of bottles and jars from the cabinet behind her, and threw a set of hospital gowns into Jacqueline's room. Bed, "I've never seen, no, one day, there will be so many people here. Put on, my boy, you're going to spend the night here. You don't want to sleep in such a ragged robe .”

Jacquiline sat on the bed and looked around. Around her were petrified students. Ginny was sitting on another hospital bed, surrounded by her parents. Obviously, before Jacquiline came in, Madam Pomfrey She is being checked.

"A few minor injuries." Seeing Jacqueline's gaze, Mr. Weasley nodded at her, "Thank you."

Jacquilin didn't speak. With Yuna's help, she changed into clean clothes, drank the potion, and Madam Pomfrey helped her put a bandage on her injured arm and hang it around her neck.

"Go to sleep," Madam Pomfrey closed the bed curtain for her, "everything will be fine when you wake up tomorrow."

"You defeated him." Yuna whispered after Madam Pomfrey left.

"Part of him." Jacqueline lay on the bed, looking at his mother.

"If you can beat him once,"

"I can beat him a second time."

Yuna smiled and touched Jacqueline's head, then leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"Rest well, Jacqueline."

This is almost impossible.Jacqueline just closed her eyes, and before she had slept for a long time, her bed curtain was lifted up, and she could only see a handful of white beards in a daze.

"I hope I didn't disturb your rest." The owner of the beard said so.

If it weren't for the fact that he was Headmaster Dumbledore, Jacqueline would have rolled his eyes at him and said, "You're obviously disturbing me."

But now Jacquelin could only shake his head.

"It's very interesting." Dumbledore pulled a chair and sat beside Jacqueline's bed. "Mr. Potter just told us what happened down there." He paused, sighed softly, "I thought, I saw a young Tom Riddle. You are all so brilliant and resourceful."

"I'm not him!" Jacqueline retorted.

"Yes, yes." Dumbledore nodded, "Arthur should feel relieved, they have educated you well. You don't want to be prejudiced against certain things like most of us." Dumbledore Lido laughed to himself, "Even me, sometimes..." He didn't say any more.

A deep silence fell between the two.After a while, Dumbledore spoke again.

"There is one thing," he said, taking out the silver sword from his pocket and handing it over, "I hope you can take a good look at it."

"That silver sword?" Jacqueline took the sword with great effort, "This sword is from the Sorting Hat..." She looked at Dumbledore curiously, "Is there anything special about it?"

"Look at the hilt."

Jacquilin turned the sword over and saw a name on the hilt: Godric Gryffindor.

"Could it be?" Jacquilin looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, "Could it be!"

"Gryffindor's sword." Dumbledore nodded, "I was just telling Harry that only a real Gryffindor could pull it out of the Sorting Hat, but I don't think you will Glad to hear that."

"Does that mean I should go to Gryffindor?" Jacquiline asked, frowning.

"No," Dumbledore shook his head, "it means courage is in your heart, Jacqueline." Dumbledore took the sword back, "although, I believe, even in Gryffindor, you We can do a great job too. But our choice is what matters, isn't it?"

Jacquiline looked at Dumbledore blankly.

"Ah," he stood up, "there's a banquet in the hall, I hope you can attend." He smiled at Jacqueline and walked out.

Banquet in the middle of the night?Although Jacquiline really wanted to go back to sleep, Mrs. Pang told her that she had better go to participate, or go back to the Slytherin lounge, because, "There will be a lot of people who will wake up here."

Jacqueline had attended several Hogwarts banquets, but never one as spooky as today.Everyone was in pajamas, except for some who looked like they hadn't slept all night.Professor Snape and Graham were still dressed as if they were ready to teach them, and even Professor McGonagall still wore her hairnet.The festivities continued throughout the night.

When Jacquiline appeared at the entrance of the hall with her bandages, the noisy hall fell silent for an instant, and then Harry and Ron stood up first and applauded.Then Pansy, Slytherin House, Gryffindor House, Hufflepuff House, Ravenclaw House, the entire faculty bench, even Professor Snape, clapped their hands symbolically.

Jacquilin walked towards the long table of Slytherin. Many senior Slytherin students had wet eyes. During their stay at Hogwarts, they had never seen such a scene. students applaud.She sat at the table, trying hard to stuff things into her mouth numbly, she was too sleepy.

The banquet lasted for more than ten minutes, and the petrified students gradually joined them.Hermione happily ran down the hall, toward the Gryffindor table, screaming, "You've got it! You've got it!"

"Not me." Harry shook his head, looking at the long Slytherin table, where Jacquelin sat in the middle of the celebrating students, head down and dozing off. "It's Jacqueline."

"I knew it!" Hermione screamed and disappeared quickly.

"You're amazing!" Rushing to Jacqueline without hesitation, Hermione wanted to give her a hug, but blushing for some reason, she stopped and just nodded at her.

"Enn." Jacqueline hung a bandage on her chest with one hand, squinted her eyes, and dozed off, completely unable to hear what she was saying.

Hagrid showed up at 03:30 in the morning and slapped Jacqueline on the shoulder so hard that she fell straight onto the plate of sweets.Jacqueline would have liked to have remained in this position until the end of the banquet, if it had not been suffocating to death.

Although Harry and Ron got the [-] points, together with Jacqueline's [-] points, Slytherin successfully defended the House Cup; Professor McGonagall stood up and told them that the school decided to cancel the school cup in order to entertain everyone. Exams ("Oh, crap!" said Hermione); Dumbledore announced that, unfortunately, Professor Lockhart would not be back next term because he would need to look elsewhere to retrieve his memories, and upon hearing the news, Cheers erupted, and several teachers also applauded.Among so many exciting things, Jacqueline really didn't know which one was the most exciting and beautiful.

"Because," Jacqueline said to Pansy the next morning, over a chocolate donut, "my mom finally let me go and live at my dad's house for a while, and that meant I could play all over Europe." Last lap."

The rest of the summer term was spent in a blazing sun.Hogwarts is back to normal, with just a few minor changes: Defense Against the Dark Arts classes are cancelled,

"Loss of hours of sleep," Jacqueline complained to Pansy, and Lucius Malfoy had been expelled from the school board.Draco no longer strutted around the school as if he owned it.On the contrary, he now has a gloomy face all day long, and seems to be full of resentment in his heart.On the other hand, Ginny Weasley has returned to her lively and cheerful personality.

In a blink of an eye, they were going home on the Hogwarts Express.

"Write to me," Pansy said to Jacqueline as they walked out of King's Station, "I really hope you can grow taller this summer."

"This is beyond my control." Jacqueline laughed.

"See you in Diagon Alley." Pansy nodded at her.

"See you in Diagon Alley," Jacqueline said, getting into his father's car.

"I hope you like Paris, Jacqueline."

"I'm sure I'll like it, Dad."

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