[HP] Dali's Bread

Before this year, Dali didn't talk to Ginny very much. Later, because she also had to review for the OWLs exam, she always met in the library, and then they fought again. If they didn't fight, they didn't know each other. She cast a few curses on a few boys named Luna Crazy Girl, and felt that she really had the taste of a heroine.

And Ginny also hated Dali before this year. She felt that she was contrived to death, and she was very narcissistic. Although she was related by blood, she was too affectionate to Harry, whom she longed for. After a fight, she felt that she was quite Bloody and messy curses know a lot.

From a certain period of time, the study group in the library expanded from two people to three people. In Dali's words, the cool girls will form a team with the cool girls.Of course, her grades also changed from the bottom one to the positive third.

The sixth grade's transformation class is also getting more and more difficult. They have already learned the epic level of human body transformation.This class calls for changing the color of one's own eyebrows in front of a mirror.

She tried dyeing her eyebrows black but it seemed to make them longer, and had to ask Professor McGonagall to change them back.Granger sneered bitterly at Ron's disastrous first attempt - he'd grown himself a conspicuous mustache.Ron fought back, and every time Professor McGonagall asked a question, he imitated Hermione and jumped up and down in his seat. Lavender and Parvati thought it was so funny, which made her almost cry again.As soon as the bell rang, she rushed out of the classroom without taking half of her things.

Harry was helping Hermione pack her things, and when he saw Dali bouncing away with her schoolbag, he lay directly in front of her.

"Dally, I think we need to talk."

"About Draco Malfoy?" Dali raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, it's him." He was arranging Hermione's belongings, and he was a little clumsy at the moment. He was no longer the kid who would make her happy in the cupboard. Counter that with, "Listen, I can't get your relationship with him to be in control, but I want you to tell me what he's up to."

"Then why don't you ask him directly? He just left." Dali pointed in the direction and teased.

Harry looked like if he asked him directly, would he know that I would still ask you?

"Honestly, I don't know, really, don't look at me like that, I really don't know!" They walked out of the classroom at the same time, "He has a plan, Voldemort gave it."

"I know this too, but he didn't let you participate?" Dali nodded, and Harry said, "That's why he still has a little conscience."

When they saw Hermione just coming out of the bathroom downstairs, next to Luna, slapping her on the back, Darley thought she must be using something she learned in Care of Fantastic Beasts. On Hermione.

"Dally, oh, and Harry," said Luna in an ethereal tone, "Harry, did you know you have a golden eyebrow?"

"Hey, Luna. Hermione, you haven't got anything." Harry handed her the book.

"Oh, yes," said Hermione, choked up, taking her things, then quickly turned her head away to hide her wiping tears with the stationery bag, "thank you, Harry. I have to go..."

She hurried away without giving the others a chance to speak, although Harry couldn't think of the right words to be honest.

"She's a bit upset." Luna glanced in the direction she was leaving. "At first I thought it was Moaning Myrtle, but it turned out to be Hermione. She mentioned Ron Weasley..."

"They had a fight."

"Ron can be funny talking sometimes, isn't he?" Luna said as the three of them walked down the corridor together, "but he can also be a little mean, and I found out last year."

"Yeah." Harry replied.Luna once again shows her special talent for telling unpleasant truths.

"Isn't Ron with a girl named Lavender Brown in your college? Granger is jealous?" Dali giggled, as if recalling some interesting scene, "I remember Ginny And that Ron didn't have the guts to kiss in public, I'd seen them kissing in the hallway before and hardly wasted any time, and Ron looked like he was gnawing on that girl's face, as inexperienced as a kissing dysfunction."

"You understand very well?" Harry's eyes were full of anger.

"Harry, don't forget that I have two ex-boyfriends." She paused and added that she seemed to be cooler, "and countless flirtatious partners."

"Ah, especially with the last boyfriend who will never be entangled. The speed of separation and reunion is an eye-opener." Harry's words are sometimes quite poisonous, because he has seen Dali and Dali countless times. The infinite loop between Draco, we will never be together again, and after a few days, we get back together, break up, reconcile and break up, this situation is set on his two Gryffindor friends It's also applicable, even he thinks that maybe they are better than Ron and Hermione, at least he doesn't have to be embarrassed to talk to them in two worlds. the third.Because he thought Draco Malfoy should die.

"Nonsense, you broke up with Qiu Zhang because your kissing skills are too bad?" Dali reached out and pulled Harry's hair, and heard him howl in pain.She pursed her lips and said to him: "Come on, let your sister kiss you and experience what real kissing skills are!"

"Eh, don't!" Harry jumped up in fright, and moved away from her all of a sudden.

"What's the matter, Harry, what are you afraid of! Did I really hit the spot?" Dali's laughter trembled, but it was not as loud as Luna's laugh. Girls were really merciless when they laughed at boys.

"Let's go, Luna, let's go eat." Dali hooked Luna's shoulder, "I asked the Hufflepuff next door during class, and it seems to be French food today."

"Don't go, don't go, Darley—would you like to come with me to Slughorn's party tonight?" The words blurted out before Harry could stop him, probably wanting to show that he wasn't so boring , I don’t want to lose my head in front of the girls I know.Look, he's also Slughorn's favorite student after all, and many girls want to go with him.It's true that he doesn't want to invite his relatives directly, so it seems that he has no one to invite, Dali, quickly decline!

But how could Dali refuse something like the prom? She agreed faster than anyone else.

"Oh, Harry, did you dye your eyebrows for the prom, and is Dali going to do it too?" Luna said with a grin.

"No, this is a mistake in the Transfiguration class. I'll find Hermione to help me transform back later! Dali, see you in the hall at eight o'clock."

"Aha!" said a strange voice above.They hadn't noticed that Peeves had just walked right under Peeves, who was hanging upside down from a chandelier, grinning wickedly at them.

"Silly Baby is with his sister! Harry Potter is with Darley Dursley!"

He whizzed away, giggling and screaming, "Harry Potter has invited Darley Dursley! Harry Potter and Darley Dursley are together!"

In a blink of an eye, it seemed that the whole school knew that all the girls who wanted to be invited were beating their chests and feet, and Dali especially enjoyed this feeling, so she would not be affected by what Peeves said. She chose a long satin dress with irregular shape. The slanted skirt reveals beautiful ankles, and the pink and white gradient fabric seems to have a little bit of starlight. The off-shoulder design highlights the delicate collarbone, and the complicated □□ necklace wraps around the white and tender neck, and the even more exaggerated shoulder pendant The next one is linked with a rococo ceramic rose armband.She casually rolled up her long hair and fixed it with a hairpin - it was a little angel with pink diamonds sitting on the moon, it was restless and liked to fly around her head.

At eight o'clock in the evening, there were an unusually large number of girls wandering in the hall, and they all looked at her sadly. She felt that she was particularly like a female star, and waved at them in a very pretentious manner. moon".I don't know how long I laughed wildly.

"Harry, let's go!" Dali took his arm, showing a silly smile unconsciously, "Where is the ball?"

"Slughorn's office." Harry led her up the marble steps, away from the stares and mutterings. "Did you hear that there are vampires going?"

"I've watched the "Blood Love" series!"

"What's that? Never mind—it's still a pretty day, you."

"You've grown taller too!" Dali gave Harry a thumbs up.

They were already approaching Slughorn's office, laughter, music, and loud voices growing with their steps.

Whether by nature or by magic, Slughorn's office was much larger than the average teacher's room.The ceiling and walls were hung with emerald, crimson, and gold hangings, making it look like a large tent.The room was crowded and stuffy, glowing red from a golden lantern hanging in the center of the ceiling.There are real elves flickering in the lamp, each elf is a bright point of light.From a far corner came loud singing that sounded like it was accompanied by a mandolin.A few old wizards who were talking were full of blue smoke from their pipes, and some house-elves creaked through the jungle in the calf, holding heavy silver trays, covering their bodies, looking like Like a small table for roaming.

"Harry, my boy! (Dally learned it with exaggeration)" Slughorn yelled as soon as Harry and Dally squeezed through the door, "Come in, come in, there are so many people wanting to Let me meet you!"

Slughorn wears a tasseled velvet hat that matches his smoking shirt.He led Harry involuntarily into the crowd, gripping Harry's arms as if to Disapparate him.Harry took Darley's hand and dragged her along.

Slughorn introduced Harry to a group of names she had never heard of, and another wanted to write a biography for Harry. She was drinking mead quietly beside her. Vanity Fair meant nothing to her. No.

"Sorry, sorry, I saw a friend—" Harry also felt very bored, he pulled Dali out of the group of people, and found the girl with long brown hair.

"Hermione! Hermione!"

"Harry! It's great that you're here!" Hermione glanced at Darley again. "You look beautiful today, Dursley."

"You're beautiful too, just—" Dali responded immediately after receiving the compliment, "What's wrong with you?" Hermione looked messy, as if she had just escaped from the devil's net.

"Oh, I just escaped—I mean, I just left Cormac," she said, adding explainingly, seeing that Darley was still looking at her questioningly, "Under the mistletoe."

"Isn't McLaggen handsome! You don't like me!" She wrapped her fingers around her drooping hair at the temples, "I haven't kissed under Sherbet yet!"

"Hey!" Harry and Hermione glared at her.

"Just kidding! I don't like playing Quidditch!"

"Huh?" Harry questioned, "What do you mean?"

The three pushed across the room, and Harry leaned closer to Hermione and said, "Let's be clear now, are you going to tell Ron that you interfered with the goalkeeper trials?"

Hermione raised her eyebrows and said incredulously, "You really think I can do that?"

Harry looked at her shrewdly. "Hermione, but if you could invite McLaggen—"

"That's different!" said Hermione proudly. "I'm not going to tell Ron what would or might not have happened at the Keeper Trials."

"That's good!" said Harry eagerly, "or he'll break down again, and we're doomed for the next game—"

"Quidditch!" Hermione huffed, and Darley thought her hair conditioner was about to stop working. "Is that all boys care about? Cormac never asked me a single question about myself, and kept giving I'm talking about Cormac McLaggen's hundred saves - oops, here he comes!"

She was apparating as fast as she was, one second she was there, the next she slipped between two laughing witches and disappeared.

"See Hermione?" McLaggen asked a minute later, pushing his way through the crowd.

"No, I'm sorry." After Harry finished speaking, Dali followed up. She pointed in one direction, "I just went over there." McLaggen nodded and left again.

"Hermione will hate you."

"It's not bad for a long time." Dali smiled mischievously.

"Ah, Harry, here you are!" said a booming voice, and Slughorn reappeared, flushed, with his velvet hat a little askew, with mead in one hand and a huge mincemeat in the other Pie, "but I don't think I've ever seen such a genius in potions!" He looked at Harry with loving, though bloodshot eyes, "talented - like your mother! I've only taught a few A student of such talent, I can tell you that even Severus—”

They were horrified to see Slughorn stretch out an arm, as if to hook Snape out of the air.

"Don't be sneaky, come talk to us, Severus!" Slughorn said, hiccupping happily, "I was talking about Harry's special talent in Potions! Of course you have credit for it, You taught him for five years!"

Snape, held still by Slughorn's arms around his shoulders, looked down his hooked nose at Harry, his black eyes narrowed.

"Interesting, I never felt like I taught Potter anything." Snape's eyes shifted to Darley again, the first person around Harry to look at her tonight, " I can meet you here." She said as if she shouldn't be here.

"Professor, good evening, professor, happy new year, professor, merry Christmas." But Dali immediately began to flatter her obediently, and she was short of a ninety-degree bow.

"Oh, that's genius!" Slughorn, ignoring the second half of Snape's words, blushed and exclaimed excitedly, "Didn't you see the live hell soup he gave me in the first class?" Potion! I haven't seen a student do better than him for the first time, and I think even you, Severus—"

"Really?" Snape said quietly, his eyes fixed on Harry like drill holes.Harry was a little uneasy, lest Snape go after the source of his new talent in potions.

"Oh, you are?" Slughorn suddenly noticed Dali, probably because she was sweating profusely from being bored here, and her face was pale. (Of course it could have been scared by Snape.)

"Harry's partner!" Darley explained.She felt that saying so much was enough.

"I neglected you! You don't look very good. I have the last bottle of oak-aged mead waiting for me. It's the most comfortable time to drink. You all have a drink? It's a bit hot, but Christmas Well—it’s great that everyone is warm!" He turned around and flipped a few times on his table full of drinks, took out a bottle of wine wrapped in kraft paper, and poured a glass for Dali slowly.

At this time, none of them expected that Draco Malfoy was walking towards this side with Filch pulling his ear.

"Professor Slughorn," Filch said wheezingly, the flesh on his jaw twitching, and the goldfish's eyes flashed with that crazy light that catches students mischievous, "I found this boy hiding upstairs. In the corridor, did you send him an invitation?"

Draco wrenched free from Filch's grip, looking distraught.

"Okay, I wasn't invited." He said angrily, but his eyes were locked on Dali, very gloomy, "I want to break in, are you happy?"

"No, I'm not happy!" said Filch, which did not match the smug look on his face. "You're in trouble! Didn't the headmaster say you're not allowed to walk around at night without permission? Huh?!"

"It doesn't matter, Argus, it doesn't matter!" Slughorn said, waving his hand, "Christmas, it's not a sin to want to go to the party. Let's forget it this time, it's not an example. Draco, you can stay."

Filch's expression of indignation and disappointment was naturally expected.But what Harry wondered was why Malfoy was almost as upset?That means it's an excuse for him, what is he doing in the hallway?

Draco's eyes stayed on the bottle in Slughorn's hand for only a second, almost just for a moment of heartbeat, or just the moment when his pupils constricted, and it was also the moment when he was about to speak , Dali drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

In the next second, Dali's cup fell to the ground, and the crisp sound did not cause much impact in the office. Then she fell to the ground, her face turned blue, and her limbs convulsed violently.

"Dali!" I don't know how many times there were voices.

"Professor!" Harry yelled, "Just figure it out!"

But Slughorn seemed petrified.

"How—but—" Slughorn stammered.

"Professor Snape!" Draco gave Snape a desperate look, he knocked Slughorn away and knelt beside her, trembling all over, "Hurry up and save her—"

Harry rushed to Slughorn's dispensing kit, pulling out bottles and cans.At this point people began to gather, Snape drew his wand, waved it, and all but the four of them were thrown out of the door, and the door of the office was tightly shut.

Harry finally found the kidney-shaped stone that Slughorn had taken away in Potions class, and he ran to Darley, knocking Draco away, "Get out!" He pried her mouth open and put Bezoar got in her mouth.Dali shivered violently, took a deep breath, and her body went limp.

Dali was in a daze. She could smell the scent of the school hospital, but her eyelids were too heavy and she couldn't open them at all.She felt people changing and changing around her, listening to Harry tell the story of her poisoning to the Inspector over and over - what Luna, the Weasley brothers (who happened to be visiting Hogsmeade ), Ginny, Hermione.

"...then I shoved the bezoar down her throat, and she breathed a little easier, and Slughorn ran to call for someone, and Madam Pomfrey came, and together we carried her to the school hospital. It should be all right, Madam Pomfrey said...but she said she'd be here for another week or two...keep taking rue."

"Jesus, thank you for thinking of bezoars," George whispered.

"It's a good thing there's one in the house," said Harry, feeling cold at the thought of what would happen if he didn't find the little rock.

"Poison in the wine?" Fred asked softly.

"Yes." Harry said quickly.He couldn't think of anything else right now, and was glad to have the opportunity to revisit the topic. "Slughorn took it from—"

"Did he put something in Dali's glass when you weren't looking?"

"That's impossible," Hermione denied. "Why is he in front of everyone, and, besides, why Dursley?"

"I don't know." Fred frowned. "Do you think it's possible that he mixed up the cups? Was he trying to hurt Harry?"

"Why did Slughorn poison Harry?" Ginny asked. "Hermione's right, he doesn't have to be in front of so many people."

"I don't know." Fred's voice was a little angry, "As long as it succeeds, it doesn't matter on any occasion, right? There must be many people who want to poison Harry, right?"

"It may also be that I have never been to a party held by him, so I can only pick this time." Harry mused. Do you want to poison other people?"

"Could Slughorn be a Death Eater?" Ginny clasped her hands, a little uncertain.

"Anything is possible," said Fred darkly.

"He's probably under the Imperius Curse," interrupted George.

"Draco." The voice came from the door. She had heard his smiling, kind and happy attitude, but she had never heard his tone so cold and impersonal. The person who had been silent in the room responded He, it was only then that he felt that Draco was also in the school hospital. If Dali could open her eyes at this time, she would definitely see that everyone's eyes were focused on Draco.

"Come with me to the office."

This sentence reveals the disappointment of extinction.

The author has something to say:

This time the clothes refer to some rococo items, and the accessories refer to the little prince. Of course, the little prince on the moon is Draco hahahaha!

Dali was very old and unlucky, and sat up in shock in her dying illness.