Della Bush's Love Story

To celebrate the victory of the Hogwarts warriors, everyone came to the dining room.The fairies delivered sumptuous food.

Della was in the hospital wing.Because Madam Pomfret was waiting for her at the door of the restaurant, and said to her: "Della, I think your complexion is not very good! Come with me, I will check for you."

Fred wanted to come with her, but Madam Pomfrey insisted that only Della was needed, that it might just be a cold, and that he should not worry.

"I'm fine, I just need a potion. How about you too?" she said.

Fred thought of the smell of the potion, and shook his head: "Haney, I'll wait for you in the restaurant, okay? Come to me if you're okay."

Della nodded, followed Madam Pomfrey, and fell into a deep sleep after drinking a cup of potion.

Professor Snape appeared in a hurry at this time, Madam Pomfrey closed the door of the medical wing, and asked worriedly: "Severus, what happened to Della? Why did Albus ask me to take her to the medical wing?" Come?"

Snape shook his head seriously, the girl on the hospital bed was sleeping peacefully and seemed to have no problems.

He said: "He also just suspects... suspects that she has been under the Imperius Curse." He drew out his wand, "I'll check it out for her, and if there's nothing wrong, she can go back and celebrate with her friends."

Madam Pomfrey covered her mouth, with tears in her eyes, she murmured: "Oh my God! Who would control her so cruelly..."

The gleam of the spell shone on Della without any ominous reaction.She is still asleep.

Madam Pomfrey was surprised: "That means she's fine, doesn't it?"

Snape shook his head: "It could have been another spell."

Madam Pomfrey: "Surely you know that, don't you?"

Snape rolled his eyes bluntly, and tried other spells.

Della: zzzZZZ...

Madam Pomfrey went from being worried at the beginning to calm now, "She's fine, isn't she?" Snape asked suspiciously, "What did you give her to drink?"

Madam Pomfrey: "A little sleeping pill. I'll feed Mrs. Norris a little when she's screaming hard."

Snape withdrew his wand unwillingly, "It seems that she really has no problem."

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the medical wing.Madam Pomfrey immediately went to open the door, and it was Dumbledore who came in: "Thank you, Bobby."

He walked in quickly, "I left Alastor in the dining room to watch Harry, so, what happened? Is everything okay?"

His piercing blue eyes looked at the girl sleeping peacefully in the hospital bed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Snape: "I don't see anything wrong with her other than her pimples."

Madam Pomfrey slapped him hard as she passed by, "Don't do that, Severus." Then she went to the medicine cabinet to get out the acne cream, planning to make a small box for Della and apply it once or twice. The acne will disappear.

Snape asked Dumbledore, "Surely you didn't suspect her all of a sudden, did you?"

Dumbledore: "She gave me a shock today, Severus. But as long as it turns out well, it's all right. Poppy," he said to Madam Pomfrey, "wake Della, Tell her to go back to the cafeteria and tell her it's time to celebrate. I'll wait for her in the principal's office tomorrow."

Snape: "Will you have time tomorrow? I bet Beauxbatons' giantess and Karkaroff can't wait to go. You'll be haunted all day."

Dumbledore strode out, joining Snape.

"Let them go. I don't have time to deal with them." Dumbledore said coldly, "But Madame Maxime will stay for a few more days. You go to see Durmstrang tomorrow morning. If Karkaroff pesters you, You know how to deal with him."

Snape nodded, "As I'm told."

The door to the hospital wing slammed shut.

The medical wing became quiet again.

Madam Pomfrey had another cup of potion ready, as well as a small box of acne cream. She put the tray on the bedside table and woke Della: "Come on, drink this, you'll feel better."

After Della drank the strange-smelling potion, she felt clearer than ever!The spirit of the whole person is different!

"It works!" she exclaimed.

Madam Pomfrey smiled and said, "You can look in the mirror later, your complexion is very good now. Have you been too busy with the exam recently? Have you stayed up late? Didn't you eat well?"

"Yes! Yes!" Della nodded non-stop.

Madam Pomfrey said seriously: "That's why your health is getting worse! Be careful in the future!"

"Okay, sure!" Della jumped off the bed, Madam Pomfrey grabbed her, and gave her the small medicine box, "Staying up late will cause acne, so don't stay up late again. Apply this on it and it will disappear immediately .Then you can go to the celebratory ball. Most of the girls should still change their skirts in the dormitory. You won't miss it."

"Thank you, ma'am!" Della said gratefully.

"Go." Madam Pomfrey smiled and sent her to the door, and said, as if she just remembered, "By the way, I ran into Principal Dumbledore just now, and he asked you to find him tomorrow."

Della nodded: "Tomorrow? I remember."

In the restaurant, everyone is celebrating wildly.But Durmstrang's men had all gone back to the ship, and they seemed in no mood to celebrate their victory with the Hogwarts.

The witches of Beauxbatons were still there, dancing on the dance floor.It seems to be because of their headmistress.Madame Maxime had been dancing with Hagrid, and she must have rarely met a man of her size.

Hermione told Ron not to be so mean, and when Della came back safe and sound, she dragged Harry off the dance floor.

Della felt that she was in good spirits, she didn't see Fred: "Why are you here by yourself? Have you seen Fred?"

Ron lay on the table and pointed to the crowd: "It may be over there. They are full of people, selling that canary biscuit."

Della: "Where's Lavender?"

Ron's face suddenly turned purple, but he didn't get angry, and murmured like a mosquito: "We broke up."

Della sighed, "Oh, Ron! Well, I'm not particularly surprised."

Ron held his head and said, "No, Hermione has already taught me a lesson all night. I didn't mean to!" The breakup made him very uncomfortable, making him feel that he really did something wrong and shouldn't break up?

"Lavender told me to find a boyfriend."

Della nodded: "You are indeed only suitable for playing with boyfriends now. Ron, you are far from the age to play with girlfriends."

Ron straightened up, feeling keenly that there was something in her words.

"What do you mean?"

"She means you're too immature. Little thing." Fred ran over, roughed his little brother's hair, and pulled Della, "Are you all right? I can stay with you! I have all the time It's yours! Do you want to sit and rest? I can chat with you, and I'll get you a drink. What do you want to drink?"

"No, I want to dance. I'm fine now!" That potion worked!

Della dragged Fred into the dance floor. Before leaving, she kindly said to Ron: "You really should think again. Think about whether you are happy with Harry or with Lavender Be happy. If it's the former, it means you're not old enough to try love. Give it a few more years, kid."