Together [HP]

At eight o'clock the next day, Jacqueline got up. After washing, she went downstairs to have breakfast. In the dining room, an old man with white hair she had never seen was sitting beside Taylor, and the two chatted happily.He was wearing a navy blue shirt and black trousers, with a golden chain hanging on his chest. Jacqueline believed that it must be connected with a pocket watch, which was placed in the breast pocket of his shirt. His back was straight His straight, white hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

"I guess this is Miss Jacqueline." Jacquelin was standing at the stairs, wondering if he should go there, when the old man had already spoken.

"That's right, Medivh." Taylor nodded towards Medivh, "Come here, Jacquiline, this is Medivh."

"Hello, Mr. Medivh." Jacquelin walked over and called respectfully.

"You are very kind, Miss Jacqueline." He bowed slightly, "If you like, you can call me Medivh like Master James."

"It should be Grandpa Medivh." Taylor said with a smile, "Don't worry about Jacquelin, he is an old man who has experienced World War II."

"I'm just the master's deputy, Master Taylor."

"He will take good care of you." Taylor stood up and patted Jacquilin on the shoulder, "Your little friend will go too, right?"

"Yes," Jacqueline nodded, "if we can stop on the Champs Elysees for a while."

"By the way, by the way." Medivh nodded, "If I remember correctly, Master Ryan's bookstore seems to be nearby."

"Yeah," Taylor sighed, "the only one who is willing to stay in France." He said and glanced at Jacqueline, "If you are full, go, I don't want you to miss the show there. "

"Okay, Grandpa." Jaquilin stood up, and Medivh also stood up, and they said goodbye to Taylor, and Medivh walked to the door and opened it for Jaquilin.Jacquilin was slightly embarrassed, thanked him softly, and got into the car.

"The Champs Elysees, right?" Medivh sat in the driver's seat, drew out his wand, and tapped on the steering wheel.

"Yes, that's right." Jacquilin nodded, and was a little surprised to find that the car started by itself.Although Medivh had his hands on the steering wheel, Jacqueline was sure he was just showing.

"I have to cast a confusion spell on the examiner." When Medivh found that Jacquilin was looking at him, he tilted his head and winked at her. "I always think it will be more dangerous if I let me control the steering wheel." They said At the time, the car was squeezed between two cars.

"But," Jacqueline quickly grabbed the handle next to the seat, "How did you do it? Be careful, there is..." Under Jacqueline's dumbfounded gaze, their car passed by an oncoming car. Car.

"It's very simple, very simple." Medivh nodded, "A small spell, if you have taken the Knight Bus, but let me tell you, you'd better not, there are all kinds of people on it. Once Mr. James traveled around Europe in this car for a whole month, just after he received the admission letter from Hogwarts. Very bold," he said while nodding, "very bold."

"Grandpa said you were on the battlefield?" Jacqueline asked when the car finally pulled onto a wide road.

"That was still young." Medivh smiled, "and Master Bono, very brave, a typical Gryffindor. After the war, he was knighted and came back here. I am just his deputy. He passed on the word or something. It was there that he met his wife, beautiful and wise, although she did not graduate from Beauxbaton School, she dropped out because of the outbreak of the war. She is an excellent witch. I still think she should be for Beauxbatons She erected a statue, which unfortunately was rejected because she was not a graduate. It shouldn't, it shouldn't."

Jacqueline still wanted to ask something more. At this time, their car was approaching the Champs-Elysées, and a girl with messy brown hair was watching from a place they didn't want to.That's Hermione Granger, Hogwarts, a student of Gryffindor.

"Is that the lady?" Medivh asked.Jacqueline nodded, and Maddie drove the car over and honked the horn.Hermione hesitated for a moment, and after seeing Jacqueline, she quickly opened the rear door and sat on it.

"I can't believe it!" said Hermione. "I didn't expect you to be here!"

"My dad and I are here for the holidays," Jacqueline explained, as their car headed toward the suburbs. "This is Grandpa Medivh," Jacqueline introduced, "he is..." She paused, not knowing what to say, in fact, she didn't know either.

"I am the steward of the Harris family." Medivh smiled, "Our family has been with the Harris family since a long time ago."

"Harris?" Hermione asked curiously, "I thought your surname was Graham?"

"That's my mother's last name." Jacqueline explained quickly. "Harris is my father's last name."

"That's right," Hermione suddenly seemed to think of something, and began to search for something in her schoolbag. Jacqueline was a little dazed, not sure if she told her that they were going to the playground.But soon, she realized that this was Hermione Granger, the Miss "Know It All" of the whole grade.

"The Harris family led the second and fourth struggles between wizards in France and the Pope in 1503 and 1677 respectively." Hermione pulled out a thick stack of parchment and pointed to one of them. Read it in a short paragraph.

Jacqueline looked at her in bewilderment, not knowing what to say.

"Yes." Medivh took the words, "It was those two wars that almost exposed Harris as a wizard, especially the fourth time, the Pope originally wanted to punish the Harris family, but because It was only after the king's participation that he gave up. After that, the Harris family gradually broke away from the Muggle world."

"If I remember correctly." Hermione put her paper back, "Harris is the legendary King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table, a descendant of Sir Lanmallock? And, at the most glorious time, was made a duke?"

"That's right, that's right." Medivh nodded approvingly, "Harris's original fiefdom was in Great Britain, and the Harris that came to France is a branch. Although it is not as brilliant as the original family, it is also very brave. Received many medals."

"Jacqueline," Hermione suddenly looked up at Jacqueline, "don't you know anything about your family's history?"

"I know the history of Graham." Jacqueline said in a low voice.But Hermione didn't hear it.Jacqueline coughed lightly, took out a rectangular cell phone from her pocket and handed it over.

"What is this?" Hermione looked at the things in front of her, but didn't take it.

"This is a mobile phone, a method of communication invented by Muggles." Jacqueline said, "I guess Dad got it from somewhere, and no one in the Harris family knows how to use it. But, I miss you It should be. Just take it as a gift from you for giving me macarons."

"Thank you." Hermione thanked solemnly, then turned to ask Medivh for more history.

Jacqueline rolled her eyes at herself, she kind of understood how Ron felt in first year.

"So, which playground are we going to?" Hermione finally stopped her inquiries about the Harris family's history, looking like she could get back to rewriting her thesis in earnest.

"I don't know." Jacqueline replied very bachelor.

"This doesn't look like you at all." Hermione looked at Jacqueline suspiciously.

"Because I've been with a whole family of Gryffindors lately, except of course one of them is a Ravenclaw. So even if I asked, no one told me. Just know that there's a Harris in there who has to ask Haunted house through."

"Haunted house!" screamed Hermione. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Please, Hermione." Jacquelin spread his hands, "You have experienced Lu Wei with three heads, devil's net, deformed chess pieces, and a ghost teacher who taught us. The ghost of your academy is still Sir Nicholas, What's so scary about a haunted house played by people?"

"It's different," Hermione shook her head desperately. "Vampires, tongue-in-cheek ghosts, and corpses crawling out of coffins! The last time I came out of a haunted house, I had nightmares for a week."

"But those are fakes," Jacqueline insisted. "They're all fake."

"But those fears are real," Hermione turned pale and looked like she was about to cry, "and I can't find out how to deal with them from books, and we can't use magic, because they are all Muggles!"

"Okay." Jacqueline shrugged, "Then you don't go in." She said, "When I go to the haunted house, you can wait outside, or go play something else."

"That's not what I meant," said Hermione sternly. "I meant that you should have at least told me, Jacquelin, so I could be mentally prepared."

"Is it still mentally prepared to go to a haunted house?" Jacquilin felt incredible. "It's up to you, anyway, I must pass. If Harris's people can come out of it at the age of five, so can I!"

While talking, a three-storey old castle appeared in front of them. Although it was not as magnificent as the castles of Hogwarts and the Graham family, the skeleton flag hanging on the top, and the The gloomy feeling still made Jacquilin shiver.

"We can use magic inside, right?" Jacquelin turned his head and asked, "Grandpa Medivh?"

Hermione muttered in the back seat, "I told you so."

"Welcome to the castle playground." McGrady said while directing the car to the parking lot.

"I'm not really a Harris." They walked to the ticket office together, and Medivh went to buy a ticket, and Jacquilin whispered, "So, I don't actually have to go."

"If Harris's people can come out of it at the age of five, so can I." Hermione laughed beside her. "That's what you just said."

"Maybe," Jacquelin frowned and thought for a while, "They haven't opened yet, or they are under maintenance?" Jacqueline nodded quickly, "Yes, I guess they must need a castle with such a big castle. Lots of time for repairs, like Hogwarts and my house, if not for..."

Before she finished speaking, Medivh had already walked back with the ticket.

"Give me your wands, please," Medivh whispered as he handed them the tickets. "And, Miss Granger, your schoolbag."

Jacquilin grumbled unwillingly, slipped the wand out from the sleeve of his clothes, and handed it to Maddie.

"I didn't bring it." Hermione shook her head happily, and handed her her schoolbag. "We're not at school, Jacqueline." Jacqueline resisted the urge to roll his eyes at her.

"I don't think the two ladies would want an old man like me to follow behind." Medivh bent towards them, "I'll pick you up at five o'clock in the evening, is that okay?"

"Thank you, Grandpa Medivh." They both thanked.

"Follow your heart." Medivh bent down and said in a voice that Jacqueline could only hear.

Jacquilin looked up in a daze, Medivh nodded towards them, and strode towards the parking lot.

"It seems that the castle adventure has not been repaired today." After they walked past the ticket gate, Hermione said happily holding a map.The small blackboard on the side shows the performance time and maintenance items, but there is no name of Castle Adventure on it.

"Merlin is here." Jacquilin rolled his eyes, "That's it, let's go to other things first, roller coaster, watch performances, everything will be fine, and finally we will..."

"Jacqueline!" Hermione ignored her complaints and walked straight to the castle. "You came out of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets alive," she said, "and, from Harry, you were brave in there." , just like in your own home.”

"Because there's only one way," Jacqueline whispered as they lined up outside the castle, "I don't have to choose, and I know what we're going to face." They followed the line slowly forward Move, "Look at this castle, it's at least three stories high, and you don't know the real height inside. What's more," they approached the gate of the castle, which was painted with mottled blood, and an old man beside him Then, a man with half of his face made up as a skeleton opened the door for them, and they walked in, and it was pitch black.

"I don't have a wand yet!" screamed Jacquiline.

"You don't need it." A pale voice sounded in front of them, followed by the sound of logs tumbling on the dirt road. "Prisoners are not allowed to use weapons." The creepy voice continued, and both of them Startled, Jacqueline immediately turned around. Unfortunately, the door they came in had been completely closed.

"I'm going out!" Jacquelin yelled.

"Everyone said that." With the sound of "creaking" wood getting closer, they could see clearly that a rotten wooden prison cart was slowly driving over.

Jacqueline was pale, unable to speak a word, and looked as if he might faint at any moment.

"We mean." Hermione tried to sound brave, "We're not playing this castle adventure anymore, we want to get out."

"Two children?" A man in tattered leather armor came out of the darkness. His face seemed to have been blasted with a fireball, and half of his face was destroyed, and half of him could be seen clearly. bones and teeth.

"It's a little tricky," he scratched his head, and he seemed less horrified once he spoke.Because his makeup is all painted on his face, and when he speaks, his bones and teeth are still in place. "The exit is on the other side, where are your parents?"

"He went back earlier." Jacqueline leaned on the carriage, panting.

"Let me send you through this corridor first." The man said and opened the door of the wooden cage, "If you can bear it, you continue." He said with a cold smile, "You hateful wizards! "

"How do you know we're wizards?" Jacquelin asked as he climbed into the prison van.

"Otherwise, why would you be imprisoned here?" The man said it as a matter of course, Jacqueline rolled his eyes, and sat down in a clean place in the car. After Hermione sat down next to her, the prison car started slowly up.

"You damn wizards," the man muttered slowly, "destroyed my village, killed my relatives, and left such a big scar on my face." He turned around as he spoke , facing them with that injured face, "Fortunately, we have General Frost, who should burn you all to death, scald to death, and leave no one behind."

"For a wizard," Jacquelin pouted, and Hermione pulled her lightly, she muttered in a low voice, "he can't be burned or drowned, and he won't be easily caught by Muggles."

After getting used to the darkness, the fear in Jacquilin's heart gradually dissipated, and he looked around with great interest.

"Kind of like our dungeon," she whispered to Hermione.

Hermione immediately showed a disgusted expression, "Is there such a dungeon in your house?" She pointed around, there were all kinds of rusty instruments of torture hanging on the cold walls, most of them still had blood stains on them, and there were still people in the cell from time to time. There were screams of pain and a stench of decay.

"Once," said Jacqueline, "then it was abandoned and turned into a kitchen and mother's potions room."

"What a Slytherin," said Hermione, frowning.

"Please." Jacquelin spread his hands, "Most medieval buildings are like this. I believe that even Harris's house had such a dungeon in its original design."

Hermione turned her head away, obviously not wanting to talk to her any more.

"Do you want to know what punishment you are about to receive?" In the silence, the voice of the cart puller was like the sound of heaven.

"I've read that," Hermione replied, "it's usually burned at the stake, and sometimes a big stone is tied to their foot."

"It's useless," the cart puller snorted, "you cunning wizards, these are of no use to you at all!" He suddenly became agitated, turned around, pulled out the hatchet from his waist, and rushed at them cried, "I tied him to the stake with my own hands and set him on fire, but guess what? I saw him again a year later! You wizards, you must, you must let Sir Frost put your Cut off your heads, dig out your hearts, and chop off your limbs!"

"Sir Frost?" Jacquilin whispered, "Merlin, this is not the dungeon of Sir Frost's castle, is it?"

"That's right," the cart puller walked forward slowly again, he sneered, "This is the great, nemesis of wizards, Sir Frost's castle, you just wait to die!"

"Who is this Sir Frost?" Hermione asked in a low voice. "I've never read about him in any book."

"He's a Muggle." Jacqueline pursed his lips and lowered his voice. "If that's the case, we're probably a bit difficult to deal with. He once went to battle with a Sir from Graham, and at that time he was A violent man, no one knows why, he was very disgusted with wizards. Later, when the Pope ordered the hunting of wizards, he was very active, abandoned the usual methods of disposal, and invented various instruments of torture. It fell into his hands None of the wizards in the village has survived. Our ancestor persuaded him many times, which led to the breakdown of their relationship. Sir Frost even threatened to hand over our ancestors for the crime of shielding wizards. The Pope. This caused our ancestors, with his entourage, all magical creatures to migrate to the place where our house is now." Jacqueline paused, "Seven or eight years later, Sir Frost His castle was destroyed in a fire, and he, his lieutenant, and everyone else in the castle were not spared. This made the wizards of France breathe a sigh of relief."

"How do you know?" Hermione asked curiously.

"In our family study, there is a cabinet dedicated to books on family history.

Finally, the prison van stopped, and the voice of the cart puller sounded again, "The interrogation room is here, go and accept your punishment, damn wizard." He lowered his voice again, "If you don't want to continue now, the exit is there. "

The two of them glanced at the door marked with the exit.Jacquilin was still frowning and hesitating. She really wanted to go out now, but she didn't want the Harris family to laugh at her.Finally she seemed to have made up her mind, and walked towards the exit, laughing is better than continuing to endure this horrible place.

Then, there was an extra hand on her arm, and she almost cried out in fright.

"Of course we have to continue." Hermione said as a matter of course while dragging her to the interrogation room.

That's great, Jacqueline rolled her eyes without hesitation, she will definitely have nightmares when she goes back tonight.

The iron door of the interrogation room opened slowly, and a stench mixed with the rusty smell of blood rushed in.Hermione subconsciously covered her nose.

"Everyone is here, my officer." A slightly excited voice sounded beside them.Then someone pushed behind them, "Don't dawdle, hurry up!"

"Welcome to my castle." With a loud voice, the torches around were lit up.Only then did they see where they were.What hung on the walls were not instruments of torture, but people. Some corpses had wooden stakes in their hearts, some had a plate of red liquid at their feet, and there was a cauldron bubbling in the corner. Guilin wisely prevented himself from following her curiosity to glance inside.

Piles of skeletons were scattered messily around a man in armor and armor. The man had a short needle-like beard. His body was almost the same as Hagrid's. Broadsword.Near Jaquiline and the others, there were some pale-faced people who looked like tourists.Several of the children who were younger than them howled dryly as soon as they opened their mouths.This seemed to excite that Sir Frost.

"What a voice," he laughed loudly. "Peek, is that all there is?"

"Yes sir." His lieutenant hurried forward. "Many wizards are hiding."

"We're not wizards!" someone in the crowd shouted. "Let us out, I will never come here again!"

"Everyone says that!" Sir Frost waved his hand, his voice was like thunder, "But since you are here, I can decide whether you live or die!" He laughed loudly, "Today I plan to play a new game. .” He nodded to his men, “Hurry up and get them…”

"Stupid Muggles!" came a sudden shout from the crowd.

"This is Harris' territory!" Another voice sounded in the air.

"Show ignorant Muggles the power of wizards!" The first voice sounded again, followed by a strange sound, and the room was suddenly filled with smoke.

"Aren't you running away?" The second voice shouted, and in the mist, three passages appeared next to the three instruments of torture.

"Catch them," cried Sir Frost angrily, "those bastard wizards! I'll catch you, and I'll take your hearts out and drink!"

"Every passage here should be the same!" Hermione said quickly, "This is just a game, they can't trap us to death."

"The end point may be the same." Jacquelin quickly glanced around, only a lot of footsteps could be heard in the mist, and no one could be seen. She grabbed Hermione's hand and stabbed a stick in the heart. Run to the passage next to Mu Mu's corpse, "But I'm not sure about the process, come with me, I know which one to choose."

They ran into the passage, and the mist cleared, and behind them came the roar of Sir Frost that rang through the castle.They ran along the winding passage for a long time, but encountered nothing except the occasional scream of bullying.Finally they arrived at a gate. A person fell to the ground in front of the gate. It looked like someone had written something in blood on the gate. The handwriting was blurred and nothing could be seen clearly.

"It's great." Jacqueline paused and panted heavily, "It's finally the end."

"How can you be sure?" Hermione followed behind her, equally out of breath.

"Because Grandpa Medivh told me to follow my heart." Jacquelin smiled, and stepped forward to push the door.

"Then we should go back and tell them!" Hermione stopped, only a few people had the same choice as them.

"Are you crazy, Hermione?" Jacqueline turned. "I don't think Sir will send us out after being caught. And it's just a game! They will all be sent out safely in the end."

"But you also said, who knows what will happen to them?"

But at this time, Sir Frost's roar came from behind them, and a figure loomed behind them, "I saw you, run, run, little baby, hahahaha, there is If you can, run away!"

"Hermione!" Jacquelin's hand was already on the door, "Hurry up, or it will be too late!"

"If you want to go, go," Unexpectedly, Hermione turned around without hesitation, "I'm going to save those people, they are only because of us..."

Jacqueline didn't let her finish. She stepped forward. "That's crazy."

With a low curse, she jerked Hermione back so hard that they both fell out the door.Hermione pushed Jacquilin away, stood up and wanted to go in again, but at this moment, there was a "boom", the castle caught fire, and the raging fire covered the entire castle with thick smoke, and a heart-piercing sound came from inside. screams.

"We killed them, we killed them." Hermione fell to the ground, covering her face with her hands, sobbing.

"Merlin," Jacquelin rolled his eyes at her unceremoniously, "what nonsense are you talking about?"

"We have a chance to save them." Hermione looked up, tears streaming down her face, "We have this chance, Jacqueline!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jacqueline looked at Hermione incredulously, "This is just a game, no one will die!"

"But what if it's not a game?" Hermione sobbed softly, and Jacqueline felt that Hermione was a little bit tricky. "They died because of us."

"We're only thirteen," Jacquiline said impatiently. "Do you think it's possible for them to listen to two kids?"

"Then we should still tell them," insisted Hermione, "we can go back and tell them we've seen the end, and someone will believe us."

"If we really do this, it will be our turn to die in the sea of ​​fire." Jacquelin said with a frown. "If this is true, we may be caught and executed by Sir Frost directly."

"Is that all you think about?" cried Hermione. "You don't think about other people? How can you be so selfish!"

At this time, the thick smoke surrounding the castle slowly dissipated, and several figures slowly walked out of the castle.

Jacqueline lowered her face and approached Hermione, "Selfish?" Jacqueline snorted, "Maybe this is the real me." She lowered her voice without any emotion, "I will protect my family, friends , and those I care about. If it means endangering other people, I will be more than happy to send them to hell. So," she glanced at Hermione who was standing there, "you think about it Think, do you want to be friends with me like this?"

The author has something to say:

The author feels the need for the following explanation:

1: This playground is accessible to both wizards and Muggles.

2: "The time of the performance and the maintenance items are written on the small blackboard." It means that there is no castle exploration in the maintenance items, not that there is no castle exploration.

3: The talking wizards and cart pullers in the castle are all played by the staff, they just reproduce the scene of the year.

4: It is true that you can get out of the three passages, but what you will encounter in the process is different. What Medivh told Jacqueline is the fastest and safest passage.Because she is not Harris, there is no need to come out on her own.

that's all.