Chapter 272: Higher Emotional Threshold
After today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Della's classes for the week will be over. She will not stay in school doing nothing all the time. In the afternoon, a specially approved airship will pick her up to have a physical examination by her family doctor and develop a subsequent treatment plan.
Because the doctor said that her body had overdrawn too much energy, and if it was not taken seriously, it might endanger her life in the long run. Although he didn't know whether Bronte's previous resurrection experiment on her included immortality, Maggie, who already had immortality, was very nervous about this. He also made an appointment with the Muggle hospital, intending to give Della a more detailed and scientific physical examination.
After the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which had attracted a lot of attention, ended, Della said goodbye to Draco and said that she would go back to the dormitory to rest first, and then she would go back to see the doctor without stopping.
Draco pursed his lips, his first reaction was unhappy, but when he looked at Della's pale face and always bloodless lips, he realized that his smart and beautiful girlfriend was almost becoming a sick beauty, and immediately told her with heartache to go back and have a good rest, and comforted her by saying "Only when you are well can we stay together forever."
Those were very thoughtful words, but it was hard to tell what was happening in Della's heart. For some reason, school made her lose interest, and she didn't feel the youth that Dumbledore mentioned that should not be missed at all.
Della went back to the dormitory alone, and most people on the road looked at her with a very classic reaction:
His sight fell on her, his eyes suddenly widened (often with his mouth bulging or opening), and then his body reacted stiffly, and he quickly walked away from her, glancing at her with a mixture of a sense of survival and excitement.
It's an uncomfortable look, but after getting used to it, they and even many other things become dispensable.
Back at Hogwarts, Della finally found herself becoming more numb while feeling the childishness of her peers and school life.
Just like just now, she ended a friendship. Before facing it, she felt that she would be upset, but after really doing this thing that she had put on the list of things she didn't want to do but had to do, Della found that she was actually very calm.
Perhaps she will be so calm when ending more relationships in the future. Not wanting to do something is one thing, and accepting doing it is another. When she keeps putting things she doesn't want to do into the acceptable must-do list, her heart has actually been broken quietly countless times. By the time she realizes it, all that's left are dried sand that can't be gathered together.
It's funny, she was afraid of meeting Draco before because she was afraid that she would lose the authenticity that she valued before in front of him, but when the excitement of the reunion faded, Della found that the little bit of authenticity was quite insignificant and had disappeared completely.
Draco is getting better. He is no longer so arrogant and willful, and his empathy is much stronger. Even now that Della is being criticized, he can express his love for her without hesitation.
Della could feel these changes and was pleased that Draco had gotten better, but the important emotion of being touched by these changes was missing.
Because these things are of no help to her now.
Della walked back to her old dormitory. The furnishings inside had not changed, but it was a little emptier. Last year, Aryan helped her pack all her luggage and sent it away. She had no plans to live there permanently, so she only put a few books on the bookshelf and some robes in the closet.
Della looked at the green lake view outside the thick glass. She sat on the bed for a while, then took out a double-sided mirror with intricately carved patterns from her pocket.
The two-way mirror was labeled as a backward one-to-one communication product in Yinxin’s promotion, because a pair of mirrors can only be used for communication between two people. When a person wants to communicate with a third person through a two-way mirror, he has to prepare another pair of mirrors.
In order to maintain its uniqueness, Silver Letter, which can realize free one-to-one, one-to-many or even many-to-many communication, has constructed a unique communication channel. In Hogwarts, where there is no Golden Owl, which is the information transfer device, Silver Letter completely loses its communication function.
"Maggie," Della called out to her current relative, and Maggie's gentle and polite face appeared almost instantly on the other side of the mirror, "I think I found him."
"Him?" Maggie's eyebrows moved, and her gentle face suddenly became deep. "The secret subordinate of Voldemort?"
"Today I had the opportunity to use the Imperius Curse on Alastor Moody. You know the Imperius Curse. The essence of that curse is to control the body by controlling the soul." Della's tone was flat as she spoke. "And the soul that I briefly controlled today was still very young. Even if there is a certain error, it will never be the same age as Moody, and -"
"Something happened to Moody before he went to Hogwarts," Maggie recalled the news he had read to Della about Weasley, Moody, and the trash can. "Strangeness and coincidence can exist, but not at the same time."
"Yes," Della nodded, her brows slightly frowned, "but we still have no idea who this person is."
"The Death Eaters who are not in society now are either in graves or in Azkaban," Maggie stroked her chin, thoughtfully, "It is not ruled out that there were Death Eaters who faked their deaths and changed their identities in the past."
"A young man, no more than 35 years old," Della added, "Don't worry, this person is trying to please Harry, we can first find out what Voldemort is planning."
"No hurry?" A deep, breathy laugh came out of Maggie's mouth. "Aren't you afraid that Harry Potter will die in the process?"
"Harry's death is not the fake Moody's current goal," Della said clearly, "otherwise he could have been taken away by the Killing Curse in class today."
Maggie laughed again, and he immediately asked, "When will you be back this afternoon? The first stage of the manuscript is ready, and I'm waiting for you to come back and take a look."
"I'll be back soon. I'll be there in the evening. The reporter from E Ross is scheduled for the day after tomorrow, right?" Della nodded, and suddenly asked curiously, "How much did it cost to make him abandon his professional ethics and help us create a god?"
"A few thousand Galleons and a place in a well-known nursing home," Maggie shrugged. "His daughter was born with many illnesses and was very weak. She had never been able to receive good treatment before."
"It turns out that the one who made the deal was a father..." Della looked away and sighed slightly, "Let Alian behave better and don't let the reporter father who had no choice feel too ashamed of his profession."
Della is closer to Arrian, but now more things are handled by Maggie. After everything is settled, it is hard to say whether she will be willing to hold this dispensable power in her hands. Therefore, for the future that Arrian values, she lets this ambitious senior sister work more closely with Maggie.
"No problem, I believe Aryan will prepare well." Maggie had a lot of contact with Aryan during Hogwarts, and he recognized the ability and ambition of this Slytherin student. "Okay, is there anything else, Della? If you have nothing else, come back early."
Inexplicably, Della wanted to ask about Leah's situation, and she also thought of Belinda for the first time in a long time, but she didn't show it in front of Maggie. She just shook her head to indicate that it was okay, and then cut off the connection of the two-way mirror.
After throwing the mirror aside, Della lay on her back, staring at the ceiling where she could barely make out some dark green patterns, and pondered why she thought of Leah and Belinda.
As she thought about it, a sour feeling surged from her heart. When the sour feeling flowed to her throat and almost brought out tears, Della finally discovered the common point between these two people - she had cried in their arms.
She cried in the arms of the one who saw Della because he didn't understand her and the one who saw Della because she only cared about pure emotion.
It turns out that ending a friendship also makes her sad and aggrieved. But when she looks around, there is almost no place where she can vent her grievances. When she can only digest the negative emotions by herself, the repeated pain makes her emotional thresholds higher.
What is Draco...
Della suddenly couldn't figure out what Draco meant to her. She thought for a while, recalling the warmth of the embrace in the Forbidden Forest that night, and realized that Draco was not the place for her to vent her grievances from the beginning to the end.
The warmth that she once thought was unforgettable but has now faded to the point where it needs to be carefully recalled can no longer touch her emotional threshold.
Della realized a terrible fact at this moment. She, who was now the center of everyone's attention, was just a fragile person who was constantly collapsing.
The breakdowns experienced grow from small to large, and the emotional needs from the outside world also grow from small to large.
What would happen to her if both the collapse and the needs reached a terrifying limit?
Della couldn't think of an answer to this question. After all, there shouldn't be anything that could make her more upset.
Maybe?