Author: Muduoduomu

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Chapter 26. The shy couple

In the consequence, the whole time before the end of summer vacation was occupied by the Quidditch World Cup.

Della wrote no less than a hundred letters, corresponded with everyone she knew — for her witnessed the whole thing.

She could even talk about it till next Christmas!

Until they got on the Hogwarts Express, everyone was still talking about it on the train.

"Yes, yes! It's terrible!" Della took a sip of coke, which she asked Hermione to buy for her. This Muggle drink was very popular at home.

Hermione sat next to her and read the Daily Prophet, hearing this, she turned her eyes. "I don't understand. Why can someone say a thing a hundred times?"

Della pointed to the article in the newspaper in her hand and said: "It has been written more than 100 times in the newspaper. They are not bored, and you are still reading it."

Everyone in the carriage laughed.

Hermione put down the newspaper and said in disappointment, "they would not publish the names of those who were arrested that night."

Angelina: "Yes, the Ministry of Magic has been hiding this."

Della: "Fred said his father told him that people were arguing about it in Department."

Katie said quickly, "Tell us! Della!"

Della was at the focal spot of the crowd. She waved her hand lightly: "Oh, in fact, he asked me to shield anyone from this. You must keep it secret…" Then a group of little girls immediately buried their heads together and shared a "secret".

When Della finished, she raised her head to find the disappeared of Hermione.

She came to the corridor and saw her buying the lunch, pumpkin cake. The cake was surprisingly delicious.

Della went over at once, "and I'd like one … No, three."

She saw that Hermione also bought three.

She went to Fred, who was in a carriage with George, Lee Jordan and a few other boys.

She saw Neville Longbottom and McMillan of Hufflefuff, a big, arrogant guy.

She knocked on the door and asked Fred to come out. "I guess you'll forget to buy lunch." She handed over two pumpkin cakes.

Fred kissed her across the air: "Thank you, honey. I'm really hungry."

She took a look in the carriage. The boys were all holding some toffee and fake wands.

"How's the business?" She asked.

"We'll make a lot of money!" said Fred excitedly.

Della nodded. "I hope you can make up for your loss in gambling."

Fred was immediately depressed, like a poor big dog.

On the day of the game, when she and Hermione went shopping, Fred and George took part in gambling under the leadership of "a respected man".

Fortunately, Fred and George won the bet;

Unfortunately, the respected man swallowed their bets and the money they won.

Most exasperating of all, Fred and George not only invested all their pocket money, but also added all the money they made that day.

They could have made a lot of money. Fred was so excited till now for "we can make money in one time!"

While Della snapped back with "But what about the money?", then Fred would be upset quickly.

He still couldn't believe it. It should be said that he thought it's incredible up to now: "that gentleman I mean, he shouldn't intentionally welsh our money. I mean, he doesn't have to..."

"Aren't you going to tell me the name of that respectable gentleman who took two minors gambling?" asked Della.

Fred looked around. They were in the corridor, there was no one around. Moreover, he insisted that it was just a misunderstanding. But now it seemed that it wasn't, so he didn't have to shield his name in order to protect the reputation of that gentleman.

"Well, I'll tell you. It's Mr. Bagman, Ludo Bagman." Fred said in a very low voice.

Della …thought the name was familiar… She should have seen it recently somewhere… Then she thought of the Daily Prophet of Hermione's reading.

"The Sports Minister?!" She screamed.

The Minister of Sports! Such a big official… Would he welsh on money?

She began to think it was a misunderstanding. Besides, Mr. Weasley worked in the Ministry of Magic, they are colleagues. Was Mr. Bagman going to rat on the debt from his colleague's kids on purpose?

"Is it wrong?" She asked sincerely.

Fred chewed the bread savagely: "We wrote him many letters. George and I, we contacted him in various ways… He just avoided meeting! Unless we can get him face to face, we can't do anything with him!"

Della: "How much money?"

Fred: "About two thousand six hundred galleons."

"…" Della: "Shall I write for you?"

They talked in the corridor until the people in the carriage noticed them.

George shouted first: "Lunch! Mine!"

Della found out that Fred was finishing off the piece she had bought for George.

Fred looked at the last mouthful in his hand and thrust it all into his mouth: "Done, bro. You can have sandwiches." Their mother, Mrs. Weasley, prepared lunch for them, canned corned beef sandwich. According to Fred, he had eaten this since he was a child for more than ten years. He said in the future, canned corned beef and canned bean soup would not be allowed on his family table.

Della: "I don't like beans either. Don't worry."

George rushed out: "I didn't see the cart coming!" He ran over as he looked at the end of the corridor: "I hope the bread has not sold out!"

All the boys in the carriage rushed by.

But pumpkin cake was the best seller, they can't buy it until now.

Sure enough, the boys could only come back disappointed.

Fred was still talking to Della in the corridor. He beckoned to George, "bro, I'll give you my sandwich, all of it."

In the evening, people who missed lunch couldn't wait to have dinner. They didn't even want to listen to the sorting.

"Last year, Dick was just as young as them," Della sighed. "Time flies. Next year Hannah will come, too."

Hermione: "I suppose Hannah is a Hufflepuff."

Della nodded. "That's what my family think."

The Bush family had four children, two Hufflepuffs and two Gryffindors.

"Very balance." She said.

Hermione: "The children of you and Fred must be Gryffindor in the future."

Della blushed a little. She snapped back, "you and Harry's must be Gryffindor, too." She looked at Hermione. "Maybe another Ravenclaw?"

Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, who was sitting around them, came right in! Their eyes hit Hermione's face like searchlights, which made her uncomfortable.

"What's up?" Asked Hermione calmly.

"Are you really with Harry?" Lavender asked.

"Are you really a couple?" Asked Parvati excitedly.

Della was lying prone on the table.

—She really just said it by accident.

Hope Hermione would not blame her!

Hermione said coldly, "I can't see there is anything to do with you."

But her coldness didn't stop the girls from being curious about it. The buzz soon spread from one end of Gryffindor's long table to the other.

Even she heard Lavender cross several people asking Harry, "Harry! Harry! Are you and Hermione real?"

Harry was looking at the sorting, he looked back blankly: "Sorry?" Lavender's entire upper body was on the table, and it seemed that she would climb over and ask Harry, "I mean, you and Hermione Granger are together, aren't you?"

Harry's face turned red. He gave Hermione a quick glance.

Ron laughed: "Excuse me? Are you kidding?" He prodded Harry. "Hey, you…" He noticed Harry's look, saw Harry and Hermione looking at each other across several people, their eyes… their expressions…

Ron was not happy: "Is it true? Why don't I know?" Ginny sat opposite him and said rudely, "you're like a blind. You don't know anything."

Harry cleared his throat and held on to his glasses — though it was not awry at all.

After exchanging a shy smile with Hermione, he nodded softly to the expectant eyes of Lavender.

With a sigh of regret or pity or something, Lavender sat back — for Professor McGonagall had seen here many times.

Hermione's face was red from this moment until they left the table and went back to the girls' dormitory.

Della whispered "I'm sorry" to Hermione many times.

Hermione shook her head. "Nothing. Sooner or later they will find out."

Back to the common room, Della heard people still talking about it.

Lavender and other girls were analyzing with every detail when Hermione and Harry were together.

"I've seen that for a long time," said Lavender, "they haven't sat together since last year, and they had been sitting together before! It must have started from last year!"

This strong evidence was adopted as soon as it was presented.

Hermione and Della were sitting on the sofa not far from them.

Hermione kept pretending to hear nothing, but she couldn't help wondering, "why?" why she didn't sit with Harry meant they were in love?

Della whispered, "shy…"

Some people were shy.

Hermione's face grew redder.