Della Bush's Love Story

Harry slept soundly, probably never better.He remembered having a nightmare, but now he couldn't remember what the nightmare was.

"Harry, you haven't woken up yet? Get up quickly." Ron put on his clothes and found that the bed curtains on the opposite bed were still drawn, so he stepped forward and pulled the bed curtains aside, "It's already eleven o'clock, we should go It's lunch time, today...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Harry looked up from the pillow to see Ron slumped to the floor.

Ron was yelling, "What's going on? What happened?"

Harry sat up from the warm, comfortable quilt, and asked in a daze, "What happened? How did you—" He scratched his hair, but found nothing.

His hands touched the top of his head and the back of his head from the ears.

After touching it twice, he felt his mind go blank: "...the mirror."

Ron pointed to the bathroom dully: "... There is a bathroom."

In front of the bathroom mirror, which was still covered with scale, Harry saw a brand new version of himself.

The mirror said kindly: "Is it fashionable for Gryffindor to shave their hair recently? Your head is so round."

There are less than ten people sitting on the long Christmas table today, but the meals are extremely rich!Seems like it's still Christmas.

Della just came back from her patrol and just sat down when a white dinner plate appeared in front of her. After she muttered a thank you, she quickly grabbed two oily fried sausages, took an egg cup, and cracked the eggs Open a hole, dig the egg with a small spoon and eat it, and fry the sausage at the same time.

Suddenly there was a group of people's footsteps coming here urgently and heavily.

She looked up and it was Harry and Ron.

Harry walked towards her with a muffled head, his expression was annoyed with a hint of puzzlement and a little bit of grievance.

Uh, he's wearing a wizard hat.

Why?It's not that you can't wear it, but students generally don't wear it in school, and only wear it when the school starts and the college cup.

Ron was still yelling unhappily: "Why? What's going on? When did you come back last night? Was it the same when you came back?"

Harry explained to him: "I told you, I went to his office after Sirius and I left, had a little drink, and I don't remember anything after that."

Ron immediately said: "Then that's right! You went back to the bedroom drunk and Della caught you, and she put this curse on you!"

The two of them stood in front of Della.

Breathing heavily, Harry questioned her: "Della, I want to ask you, is this you..." Della was already dumbfounded.

From the brim of the wizard's hat, she didn't see hair!

It's a lot like what dick looks like after she's shaved her head!

"...you take off your hat," she said hesitantly.

Harry: "No!"

Fred stood up from her and took off Harry's hat: "Harry, why are you wearing..."

There were neat exclamations and screams all around.

All eyes on Della!

Fred whistled and comforted Harry: "This hairstyle actually suits you very well." He turned his head and praised Della, "Haney, you did a good job! It's a great Christmas gift!" Della's reflexive explanation: " This wasn't my Christmas present for Harry! Right? Harry."

Harry was so anxious to scream that he snatched the hat back and put it on again, but it was too late, even though there were less than ten people in the dining room, everyone had already started talking about it.

"Harry, what school rule did you break?"

"I saw you and Ron helping Professor Frivy hang the Christmas tree yesterday afternoon. Is that a labor service?"

"Why didn't Ron get cursed?"

"Of course since Fred is his brother, I think Della let Ron go."

When Ron heard this sentence, he immediately explained to Harry: "Harry, you believe me, Della will never be soft on me. With Fred here, it is even more impossible."

Fred nodded: "I will definitely tell Della not to be polite to you."

Della remembered that she hadn't explained, and said to Harry, "It wasn't me! I didn't put a spell on you! Last night..."

"We've been together last night," said Fred, standing next to Della. "I've been staying in the boys' dormitory for the night. To be honest, I should be going now, but it's all right to have another breakfast."

Ron looked at his watch, "It's already twelve o'clock, don't you need to go to the store?"

Fred smiled: "Christmas, the store is closed. I don't have to go home, so I can stay at Hogwarts for a few days. Principal Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall both agreed."

Della was still firmly explaining to Harry: "It's not me! It's really not me! There are a lot of people who learn this spell now! Just because it's a bald spell, don't think I did it!"

Harry was still dubious, "Okay, I believe you...then can you do it?"

Della: "You can go to Madam Pomfrey, and a dose of hair tonic should be enough."

All agree that this is not a problem.So after Harry got his answer, he sat down to brunch before going to Madam Pomfrey, but he returned to his dorm an hour later, still bald.

Della was startled, and so was the rest of the lounge—even though there were only four of them.

Harry sat down. "Madam Pomfrey said... I may need to drink a few more days of medicine."

Sirius was playing wizard chess with Ron, and he could draw with Ron. He comforted Harry: "It's okay, you still look handsome."

Della was panicked: "Will it take many days? Can it grow before the end of the holiday?"

If not, Harry will bear this head until the end of the holiday and all the students return to school...