Chapter 124 Polyjuice Potion (1)
"Do you know what crazy stuff you're talking about?"
In the damp and dim bathroom cubicle, Ron screamed and took two steps back, bumping into the door. But Hermione, who was being accused by him, ignored him and put Goyle's and Crabbe's hair, as well as a hair that she got from Della at the request of the Weasley twins, into three glasses one by one.
"Then I'll say it again," she said calmly, looking at the three cups of polyjuice potion bubbling in front of her, "One of you must become like Della."
"That's not right! You're a girl, Hermione, so of course you're going to look like Della!" Ron yelled. He didn't notice Harry silently taking a step closer to the potion.
"You want me to hold hands with that disgusting guy?!" Hermione's voice suddenly became louder, but she was smart not to argue with Ron. Instead, she took away Crabbe's dark brown cup, opened the door of the private room very quickly and went out, "You can decide for yourselves."
"Do you think it wouldn't be disgusting if we were held hands???" Ron stared at Hermione's ruthless back with his eyes wide open in disbelief. However, before he turned around to discuss with his good brother, Harry rushed past him quickly with Goyle's cup.
"Look at it, Ron, that's the least disgusting drink."
Ron only vaguely heard what his good brother said, and then he was brought back to reality by the loud whistling sound of a cubicle next door being slammed shut. His eyes widened even more, and after staring at the messily opened cubicle door in front of him for a while with a bewildered and condemning look, he swallowed his saliva and looked at the remaining cup of dark golden potion resignedly.
"Damn it..." Ron wanted to curse, but felt that it was too powerless. He must punch Harry twice afterwards, he thought angrily, then scooped up the cup of Polyjuice Potion and poured it into his mouth.
This cup of decoction tastes very strange. It is like sweet honey water when it first enters the mouth. However, once the enjoyable honey water flows down the throat, a strange astringent feeling quickly spreads and eventually turns into an unbearable bitterness.
"Ahem..." The glass in Ron's hand slipped. He half bent down at the sound of glass breaking, and put his hands on his throat to try to block out the bitterness, but it was no use. The soul-shaking bitterness made him unable to care about the burning feeling that surged through his body. He only saw the rapidly growing blond hair in front of him.
blond?
Ron was stunned, and the bitterness faded away. He picked up his blond hair that had grown to his chest. The hair in his hands felt good, smoother than the best clothes he had ever touched, but this was not right!
Ron reacted and ran out. Amid the surprised gazes of Crabbe and Goyle, he ran straight to the mirror. What he saw was a stunned face of a girl, which was prettier than any girl Ron had ever seen.
She had a delicate face and fair skin, with a thin layer of vibrant blush on her face. Even with her eyes wide open, her pair of blue-green almond eyes had an incredible look, coupled with her slightly open red lips. If the person in the mirror wasn't himself, Ron's face would have been redder than it could be.
But now, he only felt an inexplicable chill. After hearing the footsteps approaching from behind, he immediately looked at Hermione with that distracting face, "What's going on! Where's Della's hair? Apart from my height, what do I have to do with Della now?"
"I don't know. I asked Fred and George to get my hair." Hermione, who had transformed into Crabbe, was dazzled by the stunning beauty and was a little overwhelmed. But she immediately remembered the time limit of the Polyjuice Potion, so she calmed down again. "We can talk about this later. We have to leave quickly. Two or three minutes have passed."
"What should I do if you leave?" Ron pointed a trembling finger at Crabbe and Goyle who were pushing each other to go out in front of him, and scolded them in a delicate voice like a weak and stupid beauty.
"Maybe Fred and George gave us the wrong hair," Hermione patted Harry, who turned around and was stunned, and said impatiently, "You go and wait in the Potions classroom. If Della comes out of Snape's office early and goes back to the dormitory, she will definitely pass by there. You have to find a way to delay her so that she doesn't return to the Slytherin common room so quickly."
"I don't even know who I should be???" Ron shouted angrily, but Hermione and Harry walked away in an instant. He could only kick the air in anger, take a few deep breaths, and then walk dejectedly towards the annoying Potions classroom.
He had just been in the Potions classroom with his face in his hands for a while when he saw Della, who was obviously going back to the dormitory.
Hermione is such a bad person, Ron muttered to himself. Before he could think about it, he had already walked in front of Della.
"Uh..." Seeing Della's eyes slightly widen and her body leaning back, Ron was embarrassed to remember that he hadn't thought of any excuses. After stuttering for a while, he finally stammered out a nonsensical invitation, "Would you like to come and play together, huh?"
He listened to the sweet girl's voice coming out of him, and his voice became weaker and weaker, and his face turned red.
It would be better not to take that damn medicine!
Ron was thinking hopelessly, and then he heard something that made him even more hopeless.
"Ron?" Della on the opposite side asked with a raised eyebrow.
Harry was right, Della could see right through them.
The moment he was exposed, Ron took the time to dig up what Harry had said before to verify his current situation. He had basically given up, but was not yet at the point where he could face Della's inquiring eyes calmly, so he covered his now handsome face and nodded slightly in embarrassment.
Because he didn't dare to look at Della, he missed the look of Maggie on Della's shoulder, whose pupils were shaking with shock from the beginning.
"It's quite interesting, Ron." After getting over her initial surprise, Della quickly regained her composure. She looked at 'Ron' in front of her with admiration, "Can I get an explanation?"
As they were talking, Maggie reached over to Ron. Della looked at him strangely, but still obediently handed Maggie over.
"Oh, he's never liked me like this before." Ron hurriedly put Maggie on his shoulders.
Because of the action of handing the snake, Della, who was close to Ron, smelled the kind of over-heated water vapor that would remain on the body after the Potions class. She immediately thought of the Polyjuice Potion that she had guessed before, and was about to pretend to be ignorant with Ron, but suddenly she had a terrible guess.
Ron drank the Polyjuice Potion added to her hair and became a different person, or rather, the person she should have been.
Looking at Ron's pure blue-green eyes and Maggie who was still staring at Ron's face, Della felt that the guess was infinitely reliable.
She couldn't pretend to be confused anymore, and Della now wanted to verify this from Ron's mouth urgently.