Author: Muduoduomu

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Chapter 17. The perfect match

After Christmas, students returned to Hogwarts, where they began to talk about their Christmas gifts.

"I'm not complaining, but do you know what Fred sent me?" Della complained to Hermione. She was looking forward to her boyfriend's gift, which was the most expected one. But Fred just gave her a very ordinary "girl's favourite suit", which was one of Miss Tiffany's Christmas suits, special for couples.

She didn't mean it's bad, she just wanted it to be more surprising.

"He can give me the prank he did, I've been looking forward to it." She said with a frown.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Believe me, normal people would prefer the suit rather than the magic gadget your boyfriend made."

"All right." Della put down her pink suit and asked Hermione, "what did Harry give you?" Hermione somehow felt a little hot on her face, "why don't you ask Ron's?" she asked disguisedly. Della did think about it and replied seriously, "because he's poor?"

To be honest, she had a hunch that Ron's gift wasn't good.

Hermione tried to defend her friend: "He sent me a book last year, but that book…" She waved her hands in aversion, "is all nonsense, waste of paper!" She sighed. "Maybe I was too forward last year, he gave me parchment and ink this year, and said I would be surely use them up."

Hermione said sincerely, "I want to thank him, otherwise, the first thing I do on Hogsmeade after holiday is to buy parchment and ink. Mine is nearly running out." Della was at a loss: "…You ran out of three bottles of ink in the first semester?" There were three bottles of magic inks in a set. But be reasoned, she couldn't use up a bottle in a year!

Hermione blushed, raised her chin in a little proud and reserved. "In fact, it's six bottles." She looked at Della and said disguisedly, "I've read a lot this year!"

Della was speechless in shock. "Ok. Let's skip this scary topic — I still can't figure out how you used it up! — but we leave it. Let's talk about Christmas gifts! What did Harry send? Don't try to skip it."

Hermione's face turned redder, Della couldn't remember whether she had face so red.

She took out one like Della's couple suit, Miss Tiffany Christmas suit.

"He gave me this," Hermione added, "and a book. That book may be the gift he was going to give me, this is a new one. I don't know why he bought me another one, but… well, the pomade in it is very useful! My hair will stay smooth for a week after I use it! And no static!"

Della came close, why there was no pomade in her suit? She took a look and cleared her throat: "This is the advanced version. Mine is nine Galleons and six Sickles, your is sixteen Galleons. I would say Harry did a good job with this gift."

Hermione was even more blushing, while pretended she wasn't, she said to Della, "we can go to Miss Tiffany next time to see this pomade." Della took a look at the package: the pure white crystal bottle, the gold edged, even the gold words.

"I don't think it's cheap…" Even though she worried about her hair, she wouldn't use too expensive product.

A magic spell could solve the problem, she just needed to wait another two year.

There's a lot to talk about Christmas gifts.

The boys were all around Harry because he received a Firebolt at Christmas. The price of this was not publicized by the broomstick shop, it required an interview.

Therefore, everyone was trying to imagine how expensive it could be. It's like Hermes among the cars in broomsticks.

Hermione giggled as Della reeled off this word. But after that Hermione was stunned, looking at Della thoughtfully, "you really know the Muggle world."

As soon as Della's hair prickled with fear, Hermione found her a reason: "You have a boyfriend like Fred."

—What does this have to do with Fred? Della didn't figure out the causality, but decided not to go into it.

Then Della found Ron, she thought of the mice she had brought for him. She couldn't wait to leave Hermione and called Ron. Under his watchful eyes, she said softly, "I have brought you something, you must like it."

As she turned around, Fred cleared his throat behind her: "Honey, you must have brought me something I like, too?" Della: "No. Move out of my way, I'm going back to my bedroom to get something."

When she ran down the stairs with the mice in her arms, she saw a commotion in the common room, Fred was "feeding" Ron toffee.

Ron seemed to have sensed something wrong, so he rejected to open his mouth.

Della went over and gave Fred a kick, "what did I say?"

Fred got up regretfully, "I'm just taking care of my little brother."

Della: "Your little brother doesn't need your care. Now, get out of my way." She smiled and said to the frighten Ron, "look."

She put five white mice on Ron.

Ron: "…"

Ron let out a scream like a banshee, threw away all the mice and fled away.

Della was blankly puzzled. She asked Fred, who was dying for laughter, "doesn't Ron like mouse?" Fred wiped away the tears and replied solemnly, "of course he likes it. He also slept with the mouse. I'm going to catch all these mice to send to him. Honey, you're very considerate and caring." He happily asked people to help him catch them together, and ran up to the boy's dormitory with these five lively white mice.

Della asked Hermione, who came to her side: "…Did I make a mistake?" Hemione had no idea neither. The five white mice didn't look scary but cute. "Why did you give them to Ron?"

Della: "He's sad for his gone mouse. I happened to get those mice for Christmas, so…"

Hermione: "Speaking of this, Headmaster Dumbledore gave Ron a gerbil at Christmas." It made her a little jealous.

Harry left the Firebolt to his classmates and came up to them. "…Maybe it's just… too much?" If five mice crawling on him, he would also be frightened. But Ron's lately ran away may have been ashamed.

Della thought of Crookshanks and asked Hermione, "does Crookshanks catch that gerbil?" Hermione: "No, it's strange, isn't it? They even sleep together."

Della saw the Firebolt and asked Harry, "it's so expensive, is it fast to ride?" Harry took a quick glance at Hermione and said, "I haven't ridden it yet."

Hermione smiled.

Harry explained: "Hermione thought it might be dangerous, so I, will give it to Professor McGonagall for examination. I'll ride it after that."

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At dinner, Della saw Hermione and Harry sitting together and muttering.

She asked Fred, "did they suddenly make up?" Fred took a look in less interest: "Yes. I think Ron has been dumped." From his look Della knew the recent experiment was not going well. "What's the matter?" Fred said to her: "I need new ideas!" They had a lot of ideas, some of which can be realized, some of which can't, or maybe it's just a technical problem at this stage, after he learned more spells, he can do it.

"When comes to this, I have something want you to do." Della said.

She shared two ideas, both were inspired by Dick.

Once she wanted to turn Dick into a Toucan.

"Turing people into animals can be a little funny for a while, but it's better to be a cute one." She thought if Dick had become a Toucan, she would love him more.

Fred's eyes brightened, he took out the quill and parchment from his bag and wrote, "what else is it?" Della: "And one more, the magic headgear."

Fred asked: "More detailed?" Della waved her hand, "maybe we can try them all? Multi-colours and materials. Like hair turn into stone? Or a bald head after wear it?"

"Baldy!" Fred was inspired!

"This is a good idea!" He sang happily, "bald in the front, bald in the back, bald in the middle." He said, "it's better to make it into an ornament, like earings, studs. Work for a long time after wearing them, and keep for… a few hours. It's beneficial for mischief. Oh, it will be very popular!"

On the other side, George and Angelina were sitting together.

Angelina said: "Della and Fred are really match." George: "They're mean to be together."