Della Bush's Love Story

"Hermione, why are you the only one here?" When Harry and Ron came back, they saw Hermione doing her homework in the lounge, "Where's Della?"

Della and Hermione were learning Occlumency with Professor Snape, and they were said to be terrible at it.

Hermione raised her head from the pile of books: "Are you done with today's class? How are you doing?"

Ron sat down, "It's okay."

Harry shook his head, he sat down and said, "Sirius said we all need to work harder, the current progress..." He and Ron exchanged a look, and said together, "It's zero."

Hermione couldn't believe it: "Then why don't you work hard?"

Ron defended: "We worked hard, I swear I've never worked so hard!" He said, "But it's so hard to empty my mind, I even sleep with my head full of things."

Harry was worried: "Sirius suggested that we read more books." He was a little frustrated, "He also said... that my father used to study well."

Ron imitated: "Oh, Harry, James never worked hard on his studies before, he always got excellent easily!"

He patted Harry sympathetically, "It's okay, I've been compared by Bill, Charlie, and Percy since I was a child, and now Ginny's grades are better than mine." He muttered, "I should feel uncomfortable."

Hermione was angry: "Then you should go to study! Go to practice! Not comfort each other here!"

Harry and Ron decided to change the subject.

Ron cleared his throat, "You haven't said where Della is, shouldn't she be with you?"

Hermione also said with some disappointment, "Professor Snape said that I have learned enough, he said I don't need to study and kicked me out, and Della still needs to continue studying, so I came back early to do my homework .”

Harry and Ron looked at each other, shocked: "You have succeeded?"

"Have you cleared your mind?"

"Did you keep Professor Snape out?"

Hermione: "Yes, yes, yes." She nodded lightly, "Yes, I did it. It's weird how you can't?"

Ron: "Come on! Della didn't do it either! Only you! So, what's the secret?"

Harry quickly pricked up his ears.

Hermione: "Concentrate. You'll find it very easy!"

In the Potions classroom, Snape slammed the table hard: "Concentrate! Concentrate! It took only three days for your friend who is one year younger than you to learn Occlumency, but how can you still not make any progress after a week?" !!"

Della has begun to doubt her IQ.

Snape took a deep breath and strode out from behind the desk with his wand in hand. Della threw back uncontrollably—she had suspected Snape wanted to hit her all week.

Snape wasn't quite as rough, in fact she was surprised how patient he was, and no matter how many times she failed, he was able to say "Do it again."

She sometimes wished he couldn't bear to throw her out, and she'd thought so every day of practice for the past week.

Snape: "Miss Bush, let's do it again." Della immediately sighed, her face full of frustration.Before it even started, he knew that this time there was no progress.

Snape said very sloppily: "Actually, you've made progress."

Della believed it right away!

"really?"

Snape rolled his eyes imperceptibly, "Yes, yes, you've improved. Let's try again this time. Try to concentrate and push me out."

A little magical light came out of the wand tip very slowly, it was so slow that it seemed to be in slow motion.

Della had enough time to start preparing to resist after seeing the magic light.

Concentrate, concentrate.

She murmured in her heart.

It's okay, the professor said she has improved.

...But she can't remember how she did it the last time she made progress.

How did she empty her mind and resist the professor?

Then, she recalled with the professor the scene where she broke up with "Fred".Yes, that was a very humiliating time for her!

She waited a long time, very anxious, very angry.So she jumped on "Fred" when she saw him, he was stiff and she didn't realize it!He tried to push her away, and she got angry and wanted to kiss him.

He pushed her down and he was terrified.

She wants to cry.

A second before seeing her tears, "Fred" confesses that he is actually George.Fred couldn't come, so let him come and tell her to make an appointment another day.

George was very nervous: "He asked me to tell you that I was too anxious today, and I will take you out to play next time. I didn't, I didn't have time to say..."

She is very, very ashamed!

So after she got up from the ground, she said, "Tell Fred, we're done!" and ran away.

After opening her eyes, Della covered her face.

Snape glanced at the clock that pointed to eight o'clock, "Okay, today's lecture is over. Go back, remember to come at six o'clock tomorrow."

Della walked away disheartened.

Snape sighed deeply and went to the headmaster's office.Today the principal asked him about his teaching progress.He could go and answer him right now, progress is no progress.

Only Dumbledore was in the Headmaster's office.

"Sirius has just left. Come in, Severus, how is Della's studies?" said Dumbledore.

Snape: "I'd like to hear about the teaching situation on the other side first, if I can get a little help and advice..."

Dumbledore wiped his glasses. "Harry and Ron are not going well. They're stuck."

Hearing this, Snape's face became much better, "Miss Bush still hasn't made any progress this week."

Dumbledore nodded, "I guessed it. Occlumency is not so easy to learn, and I thought it would be gratifying to make progress before the end of this year."

Snape couldn't help but said, "Granger only spent three days!" Dumbledore glanced at him, "I only spent one day back then. There will always be some people in this world with special talents, but You can’t ask everyone to be as good at it as she is.”

Snape said angrily, "Okay, I can have a little more patience."

Dumbledore thought for a moment and asked, "Did you see anything else?"

Snape shook his head: "No, I just saw how Miss Bush dumped the Weasley twins, and she rejected his marriage proposal."

Dumbledore was surprised: "Fred has already proposed? By the way, he is in seventh grade this year. Then why did Della refuse?"

Snape said briskly, "I don't know. I just saw that Weasley had just pulled out the ring, and Miss Bush ran away like a dementor."

Dumbledore sighed: "Young girls are so unpredictable. I thought they were going to get married as soon as they graduated."

Snape couldn't hide his gloating smile: "It looks very difficult now."

"I've read in books that prophecies cannot be seen from memory. Some prophecies are not even remembered by the prophet himself." Snape said.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, "I was fortunate enough to meet two real prophets. Before I met Della, I thought that the prophets were different, and Della's way of prophecy was different. Do you remember how she described the prophecy?" Snape repeated: "A story that is over."

Dumbledore stood up and led Snape into the inner room.

There was a long table in the room with a row of things: a charred black leather notebook with a big hole in the middle; a charred, twisted circle that seemed to be made of silver; a gold locket with Slytherin's Mark; a ring with a dull black triangular stone.

Dumbledore stood over the table, watching them.

"Della's prophecy is true. According to her prophecy, I found these things. Almost all of them, and now only the one in Gringotts remains." Dumbledore, "and the one on Harry's forehead one."

"I had hoped that you could see the full story. But since you haven't, it's no pity." Dumbledore sighed, "We've got enough."

Snape didn't dare to approach this table, he didn't even dare to keep his eyes on it for a long time.

"Is that all?" He asked softly, as if he was afraid someone would hear.

Dumbledore shook his head: "No. Even if you add the one from Gringotts and the one on Harry's head, the number is still wrong. One is missing."

Snape: "Seven? You know?" He understood immediately why Dumbledore wanted him to see something in Della Bush's mind.

"She forgot one!" said Snape savagely.

"Don't be too hard on her," said Dumbledore solemnly. "She's a child. And she gave clues, but we couldn't find them."

Snape frowned: "I've taken out everything in Umbridge's head. I searched her house for even a cat hair, but still found nothing." Dumbledore: "So, it is possible that she still Didn't get it. We need to get her out and let her do what she needs to do. Don't go to her until she gets what she deserves."

On Monday, Della and the others learned that Miss Umbridge, the senior investigator who has been acclimatized since arriving at Hogwarts, has recovered, and she will start to review Hogwarts professors and students from today.

Fred said at the breakfast table, "What is she going to review? Are we reviewing our homework for typos?"

He turned his head to talk to Hani, but only saw the back of Hani's head.

Della didn't look at Fred all morning, and finally he went to class dejected.

When Katie and Della went to class, she couldn't help asking him: "Are you angry because he only cares about training?" Della nodded and shook her head: "It's a little bit related. I remembered a very unpleasant thing from the past , it was very similar to now. I just relived the mood at that time."

It was no different then than it is now.She still wished Fred would think of her more while he was busy with his own affairs.Rather than thinking that a few shouts at the breakfast table will be enough.

If they got married in the future, she didn't want to be the kind of miserable wife who could only talk to her husband at the dinner table.

And now it seems that this is very possible!

Fred will be busy with work, and she can only do housework and take care of the children at home, and talk to him at the dinner table.

"I can't live with that!" she whispered to Katie in her divination class.

Katie didn't know what to say: "...I don't know that you have thought so deeply?"

Marriage and family life?Conflict between husband and wife?Forgive her for not being able to give an opinion.

Katie hesitated and said, "Why don't I ask my mother? Maybe she has a good idea."