Della Bush's Love Story

Fred was a little absent-minded today.

George caught the escaped jerboa for him and stuffed it into his hand: "What's wrong with you?"

Fred sighed. "Della seems to be angry."

George snorted, "Is there anything strange about this?"

Fred continued to sigh: "It must be because I've been training recently and haven't dated her."

George shrugged: "No way, Angelina grabs us to train every day. In our free time, we have to prepare for the opening of the store, make products in the dormitory, do homework, and practice spells. You forgot that we also have to take exams. Have you taken the Advanced Wizarding Level exam? We are really busy this year." He comforted Fred, "Don't worry, Della will understand you."

But Fred was still thinking until the end of get out of class, "Do you think I should send her a bouquet of flowers or something as an apology?"

George was looking at the schedule for the next class, "That's great, the next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts." Sirius was not easy to fool.He looked at his twin brother, "It's so rare that you are actually reflecting."

Fred frowned: "Reflection?"

George: "Yeah. You're guilty, so you want to apologize. You've been missing a date or two a week for the past four years, and you're only now looking back and wanting to apologize."

Fred was shocked: "...Am I that bad?"

Seeing that he could not go away, George turned around and pulled him to the next classroom, "Yeah. That's why I always thought Della really loved you. So don't worry, she won't dump you just because of this of."

Until entering the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Fred was still asking George: "I really never asked her to apologize?" George was already tired of this topic: "Listen, of course you apologized, I It means, you have never been so serious. You still say sorry, and you do feel guilty, but you will still miss the date next time."

He froze for a moment, and looked at his brother seriously, "And this time, she just ignored you at breakfast, and you've been restless for two classes, and you thought of sending her flowers. What changed you, brother? "

Fred didn't answer, and Sirius also came in at this time, and everyone began to pay attention to the class.George also spared his brother and turned his attention to his textbooks.

Fred stared blankly at the book for a while before opening it, muttering: "... probably because she rejected my marriage proposal."

He sighed deeply.

Della kept a book in front of her at lunch.This is a book that Hermione recommended to her to teach people how to stay focused.

She was surprised at first: How could someone write such a boring book?How to teach people to concentrate and maintain attention?Will anyone buy such a book?Will it sell?Then she started staring at the page in a daze, and when she couldn't read three lines, she started to lose her mind.It took her two days to read half a page before Fred came in.

"Hi, Honey." Fred greeted her cautiously, lest she ignore him.

"Hi, are you out of class?" Della was happy to forget about the book for a while, as she greeted her boyfriend warmly.

Fred immediately cheered up. He sat down next to Della, hugged her and kissed her before putting down his schoolbag.

Della was very happy to be kissed by him, although she was a little puzzled.She was still lying in his arms when she opened her eyes, "You are so enthusiastic...?" Why?

George sat down. "He's been thinking about you all morning, Della. He can't get you out of his mind. I bet he didn't listen to five minutes of the morning class."

Hermione and Harry also came over and sat across from each other.She said seriously, "That's too bad. You should take your lessons seriously!"

George smiled at her, and turned to greet Angelina: "Haney, sit beside me!"

Fred and Della didn't hear what the people around them were saying at all.

He refused to take his hand off her waist, and looked at the book in front of her: "What is this? "Focus Your Attention"? What is this book about?"

Della pushed the book aside. "That's what the title says, and that's what it's for."

Fred marvels, "Who wrote this? How could he write a book? It's so thick! What's in it?" Della: "No idea. I'm sure it doesn't work, Because I couldn't concentrate enough to finish reading it. So it must be useless!"

Hermione couldn't help but retort: ​​"This book is very useful! Very valuable!"

Della couldn't help but retort: ​​"I can't even finish reading a page. If it's true, then it should at least be able to make people read it!" Hermione: "That's your problem! It's not a book of!"

Fred had to interrupt the boring argument between the two girls, "I have a gift for you!" He raised his fist.

Della didn't understand, and clasped it with both hands: "So?" When he let go of his fist, a bouquet of daisies bloomed from his palm, turning into a bouquet in an instant.

Everyone at the long table gasped in amazement.

"Wow!"

"Look! It's the Weasley twins again!"

A boy stood up from the other side of the long table and shouted at Fred, "New product?"

Della had already held the flowers in her arms, and she had the same question: "New products?"

George beat Fred and said, "No." He turned to Fred and said, "Sometimes I really admire you. You can conjure a bouquet in two lessons!"

Not convinced that this isn't a new product, Della asked Fred, "Your new idea? It's sure to be popular!"

Fred was speechless.Who can he blame?It's all his fault.

"No. This is not a new product." He looked at her holding a bouquet, "This is for you."

Della held the bouquet, and it was so lovely, fresh and watery, with dew on the petals.

"Give it to me? Why?" she asked with a smile, and kissed Fred on the cheek. "I love it! It's so beautiful! How long will it last?" Fred kissed her back: "I don't know .I am using……"

A man suddenly stood in front of the two of them, cleared his throat very deliberately, and grabbed the bouquet in Della's hand.

"Aha, gentlemen and ladies, you are students, and the task of students in school is to study. This, confiscated." Umbridge said in a disgusting tone like treating an ignorant baby.She sniffed the bouquet in her hand and said to Fred, "Very clever. I won't deduct points this time."

Fred couldn't help standing up, "Ma'am, this is a gift from me to my girlfriend, please return it to her!"

Umbridge was exaggeratedly surprised, she looked at him, looked at Della, bent down and asked her: "Then do you want to go back? Miss." Della also stood up with a dark face: "Of course I want to come back! ’ Then she reached out and snatched the bouquet back.

The whole restaurant was dead silent.Everyone is watching here.

After snatching the bouquet twice, some petals fell off.

Umbridge also looked a little taken aback by someone daring to offend authority.Her eyes flickered, she took a step back, and said calmly: "Okay. It seems that neither of you has reflected on it. Then I have to deduct your points."

Just as she was about to speak, Professor McGonagall quickly came down from the top, "I heard someone wanted to deduct points. Dolores, I'm afraid you are not eligible to deduct points." She turned to Fred and Della and said, "Wei Mr. Sly, Miss Bush, it's time for you to take your seats and eat your lunch." Her eyes flicked around the bouquet in Della's hand, "Very beautiful bouquet, Miss Bush."

Della smiled and apologized, and sat down proudly.

Umbridge was very angry, and turned to Professor McGonagall, "I think I am eligible to deduct points."

Professor McGonagall was not so polite to her. She explained as if explaining to a fool: "Only the professors of the school can deduct points. And you are an employee of the Ministry of Magic."

Umbridge's face was flushed, and she was even angrier. She was much lower than Professor McGonagall, and had to crane her neck even more: "You mean, the professors at Hogwarts can deduct points, and the Minister of Magic sent But the senior investigators can't deduct points?"

Professor McGonagall nodded lightly, "Even if the minister is here, he can't deduct points from Hogwarts students. If you want to know. Even if you call out Gryffindor [-] points, the gem at the door The hourglass will not respond to your orders - because you are not qualified."

There was applause in the restaurant.

Professor McGonagall turned back and stared at everyone seriously: "It's time for you to eat, children."

The applause disappeared instantly.But everyone watched with bright eyes as Professor McGonagall pissed off the senior investigator of the Ministry of Magic!