Author: Muduoduomu

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Chapter 24. Beautiful love

When it was going to be sunset, a growing number of people were in the camp, Della and her friends had enough time on wandering around. They went back to the tent and waited for the entrance.

Fred, who had been absent all day as a boyfriend, wanted to make up for his girlfriend with guilt, but he stood by Della for a long time, she didn't even take a look at him, instead, seemed to be thinking about something.

"Honey, what did you buy? Oh, that's a nice hat." He touched Della's shamrock hat on her head.

"Leave me alone, I'm almost here!" Della impatiently clapped his hand, walked to Hermione and continued straining her memory.

Fred really thought he was wrong. He followed and kept talking to Della, while was worried about disturbing her meditation, so he kept in a low voice.

Hermione was talking to Harry while suddenly saw a big boy beside her. She was frightened: "Oh, you don't have a sound."

Fred showed his pleaded face and pointed to Della.

Hermione shook her head. "I can't help you."

But she walked away and leave the couple alone.

Of course Fred knew he had made a mistake.

To show his determination, he would only think about his girlfriend in the rest of the time. He gave the fake wands and toffee to Della, Hermione, Dick, Harry, Hans, Hannah and Ginny.

Ron waited a fake wand from Fred. But when Fred passed by, he said it had finished.

Ron was mad. "You're my brother! You can't do that to me!"

Fred: "Ok, ok. Here you are." He took another one out of his pocket and handed it to Ron.

Ron took it and had a match with Harry, as they tried to cast spells, the wands changed together, one became a chicken, one became a frog.

Della's also turned into a frog. She gave a laugh when she suddenly had a green, slippery frog in her hand.

"Is it fun?" Fred slipped back and stood beside her. "I don't have anything now. I promise you'll see me bored for the rest of the time."

Della pretended not to hear, while the corners of her mouth had been hooked up.

Suddenly there were many lights in the camp. Mr. Weasley said to them, "hurry up! Let's follow the light! It's time for the entrance!"

They went out.

In the camp, all the people in the tent came out. They wore the dancing shamrock hats, or painted Bulgarian or Irish magic oil on their bodies and faces. They went to the stadium along the direction of the lights with friends and family.

The stadium was a huge tent, which nearly covered the sky.

Mr. Weasley said proudly, "they have been busy for months! We need to sign a lot of treaties and negotiate with the Muggle government. You know, there is a kind of thing called "Airbird" in Muggle that can fly in the sky. We need to avoid those flying birds." He gestured, "make sure them not to fly this way, or they would see some rain clouds or birds and so on."

Hermione was very interested. She immediately asked, "is there any connection between the Ministry of Magic and the Muggle government?"

Mr. Weasley shrugged: "Oh, that must be. We have contact with every British Prime Minister."

Hermione was too surprised to speak. Then she turned to Harry and Ron and said, "I thought there were connections! There are many coincidences in British history! The royal family must know the wizard! They must have a deep relation with the wizard world!"

Harry nodded. "Yes, like King Arthur."

The two had a heated discussion, including whether there was a wizard among the Vikings.

Ron didn't understand why his two friends were so excited. He asked Harry, "I didn't know you read so many books."

Harry shook his head. "I know it when I play games."

Hermione jumped down Ron's throat: "You should know this even if you don't read!" She was always too sensitive to books.

Ron retorted, "no, only you."

Fred held Della, but his girlfriend was still lost in thought.

He was afraid that she would be crowded by the surrounding, he protected her as he showed a little worried: "you are not going to break up with me, are you?" "No." Della reacted, made him bow and kissed him on the cheek.

Fred's heart, which had been hung for a long time, immediately fell back, and became warm, soft and re-fleshing.

"Then what are you thinking?" He asked with concern.

"I was …" Della had just seen Cedric and Cho not far away from them, "do you think they are a couple?" Fred: "Sorry?" He followed his girlfriend's eye sight and saw the man of "tall, blond, handsome, prefect, captain of the Quidditch team".

This immediately made his face like a puddle of cow dung under his nose.

"I don't care about that." Fred said sweetly, hoping to draw his girlfriend's attention back from the fair-face: "When you are in front of me, there will be no other woman in my eyes. How about you?" It took Della half a beat to realize his jealousy.

She felt she need to explain.

"I'm not interested in Cedric, and..." She saw Hermione and Harry had just settled their sights to the couple, she loudly continued, "what a wonderful couple he and Cho are!"

Harry turned back and after a while asked Hermione quietly, "did she… speak to me? What does it mean?"

Hermione: "…I don't know?" She looked at him suspiciously.

On the other hand, Fred's brain always moved fast as long as it's not about Della: "Wait, I thought Harry was in love with Hermione. Did he steal the girlfriend of Cedric?" His eyes brightened, "well done!"

"No!" Della stepped heavily on him, lest he run to congratulate Harry for his contribution to Gryffindor — he really wanted to go just now. As a girlfriend, how well she knew his every move!

Fred gave a soft Oh with his feet in his arms and looked at Della aggrieved, "honey, be gentle to me."

Dick saw it in front and came back to Fred purposely, sighed: "look, she's so violent. I think you should reconsider..."

Della: "Baldy."

Dick: "…See you!" He disappeared in a blink.

Della turned to Fred, a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I can't control myself sometimes."

Fred's heart was clamped down, he quickly promised, "honey, I love your violence!"

Bill heard it in front of him and asked George, "I didn't I know Fred had changed so much?"

George: "He changed much in the presence of Della."

They entered the court, met one or two potatoes, and then saw Sirius Black coming with the Minister of Magic.

He was well dressed, though still in a little thin and pale, the nobles were all in his style.

He had a good conversation with the Minister of Magic, and then sat down next to Harry.

The Weasleys were amazed at how he had changed from a prisoner to a friend of the minister.

He winked and grimaced at Harry and Hermione. "I told the minister that I was very concerned about the lives of the employees in the Department — I donated a sum of money to improve their lives. The minister is glad I am so generous."

Harry was a little worried. "Does it matter to you?" Ever since he saw what Black's old house looked like, he had been worried that his godfather would be poor — he looked so poor.

Hermione was also less in favour of this approach, but she said fairly: "It's really good for improving your social status. The minister's goodwill will help a lot."

Black said friendly to Hermione, "of course, you are absolutely right, my lady."

Della had been staring at him since Black appeared. He looked totally different from a month ago. Although still looked sick, he was in a good spirit and very happy when sitting beside Harry.

"He seems to be recovering well." She said.

Fred seemed blind again: "Sorry? Who are you talking about? I didn't see a single one."

Della rolled her eyes. "You really like being jealous and it's over nothing, I mean, I'm not interested in those people at all. You can worry about it until I really start to get tired of you or being unfaithful."

Fred was totally lit up: "You mean you're going to get tired of me? Will you?"

Della had wanted to end up this topic: "If you continue to leave me alone, I think it will be soon. Now, be quiet and the game begins!"

The game began.

Della was not very interested in the competition because she couldn't even recognize anyone in the stadium. And the players flew too fast, she could only occasionally pay attention to the score, to know who was in the upper hand.

But the mascots of both teams before the game were eye opening. She saw Veela — To her surprised, Fred and George were not affected, neither did Harry. Ron seemed to fancy climbing to the railing and jump down to the court, however, Bill and Charlie looked good.

"What's the matter?" Della caught Dick. He seemed to want to fill his mouth with toffee.

She stopped him. She thought it was the most loving day for her to her brother.

"Oh, Veela is attractive, but it doesn't work very well for strong willed people," Fred said and winked at her, "and the one who has love in his heart will not be affected, too."

Della pretended not knowing, "oh, that means you have a strong will?"

Fred insisted that he should finish his nice word, he had it out of line today. "Honey, of course, because I love you."

There were titters from his brothers, George, Bill, Charlie and Percy.

Della was going red, she kept to pretend not hearing, gently pressed Dick on the seat and took away all his toffee, spoke to him when Dick wanted to shout:

"Baldy."

Dick puffed up his mouth and endured not spitting.

He looked again at Fred, who was looking at Della with obsessed eyes.

Seriously, he didn't like Fred. And it was hard for him to understand why Fred would fall in love with Della.

Maybe love was like this?

He shivered, determined never to fall in love with any woman.