Della Bush's Love Story

When she walked out of the examination room of the divination class, Della let out a long sigh of relief.Katie followed behind her, both of them looked blank.

"...I don't know how many points I can score," Katie said.

"I don't know either. I didn't see anything in the crystal ball," Della said.

It's obvious!After six years of teaching by Professor Trelawney, she truly believes that crystal ball divination is a deception.

She is really not good at this...

If the examiner is Professor Trelawney, she will definitely get a high score!

In the end, she still inevitably dealt with the examiner in the same way as she dealt with Professor Trelawney, predicting an extremely miserable weekend for herself.

Hope this satisfies the examiner.

They went to the restaurant. It was not yet five o'clock, and the restaurant was almost full of first graders who had just finished class and seventh graders who had just finished their exams.

Della high-fived each of her seventh-grade peers, congratulating each other on getting out of hell.

"finish exam!"

"Thank goodness!"

"How was the divination test?"

"I told the examiner that Mars will hit Greenland in five years from 140. I don't know if he believed it..."

Hearing that everyone in the divination test was using their imaginations, Della felt more at ease.The examiners should consider the overall strength of this Hogwarts class and give everyone a similar score.

Katie said, "Della, is your paper due?"

Della hurriedly put on her schoolbag and said, "No, I'll be back at dinner!" She was going to find Professor Frivy.

Professor Frivy was waiting for him. Charms class in the third grade had just ended, and a group of little Gryffindors and little Slytherins were walking out. There were frogs jumping around in the classroom, and they were yelling in unison.

A few little Gryffindors and little Slytherins obviously had a small conflict. After Della heard the voice and turned her head away, they had already walked out with their arms around each other's shoulders.

"Danny, you have frog slime in your hair." A little Slytherin said kindly to a little Gryffindor on the other side.

"Thanks, Beverly, I guess it's not as big as the one on your chest, it's like you just threw up." The little Gryffindor responded briskly.

They walked past Della lightly and quickly, and when they turned the corner, they heard the sound of fists and kicks.

Della decided to pretend not to know.

Gryffindors and Slytherins always practice boxing from the first year, which is a tradition.

"Oh, Della, come in here and let me see your paper." Professor Frivy, after floating the last few escaped frogs into the cage, turned around and took up her paper on Bald Mantra's last treatise.

"Oh, you've got a nice name for it," said Professor Frivy, laughing.

Della saw the "severe pain" written in the title of the paper and thought it could explain a lot.

She is very sure that if the last level of baldness curse is used, it will definitely not be such a thing as hair removal for peaches. If you want to curse a man's descendants without hair growth, then the person who lost his hair and his descendants must be will feel your pain.

"Unfortunately I haven't used it yet, so I don't know how it works," she said.

Frivy smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I found out. It does affect a little bit, but not too much. I saw you fully explained the theory of it, and it looks like it fits the rules of the spell, So I guess...it works normally. Let's record it in the Encyclopedia of Spells and see who is the first to use it!" He held out a hand: "Please allow me to congratulate in advance You, Della, the new Master of Charms!"

Any wizard who invents a new spell becomes a Master of Charms, but how many levels are another matter, even if it's just a cleansing spell.

But Professor Frivy said Della would be rated higher because she didn't invent one spell, but three specifically, from easy to hard.

This needs to wait for the Charms Committee to issue a certificate to her, and there may be a small award ceremony.

"In this way, you can pin a badge on your chest when you attend the wedding in the future!" Professor Frivi puffed up his chest proudly, and Della saw that there were three small badges on his chest.It turns out that Professor Frivy is so powerful!

After bidding farewell to Professor Frivy, Della went to see Professor McGonagall again the next morning to hand in the recommendation form she should have handed in.

"Harry Potter, Hermione Granger," said Professor McGonagall, "can you tell me why you chose these two?"

Della said: "I think Hermione is fair and strict. She is a person who has always demanded herself with very high standards. She is worth learning from everyone around her. She has high moral character and is willing to help the weak. Will turn a blind eye to a friend's faults. I think she'd make a good prefect."

"But Hermione's popularity is not good enough, this is her only shortcoming. Harry can make up for this very well. Harry is a warm and loyal friend, he is very upright and kind-hearted. His Quidditch He plays pretty well, which makes him very attractive and everyone wants to be friends with him. He is also very flexible and knows how to get along with friends."

"In the end, I chose the two of them, and I thought they would be a good pair."

Professor McGonagall nodded, put away the recommendation form, and said, "Okay, let's go."

When Della stood up, she couldn't help asking: "Then will you choose them?"

Professor McGonagall stood up to see her off, and said, "We will have eight candidates in the end. But, yes, I will choose them. Your reasons are quite good." She looked up, very casually, and said something very playful : "And I am the dean of Gryffindor. Just like you recommended two Gryffindors, of course I will vote for them among the professors."

Della couldn't help but stepped forward to hug Professor McGonagall, and blurted out: "Professor, I'm very, very sorry, I lied to you before..."

Professor McGonagall also gently hugged her back, patted her on the back, pushed her away, and said to her: "Don't take it to heart. I have been a professor for 40 years. As you can imagine, I heard The biggest lie I've ever told was not yours."

"Uh, who is it?" Della couldn't bear her curiosity!

"Heidi, her bed is on fire. She said that a fire dragon stuck its head into the tower and sprayed her bed." Professor McGonagall said calmly.