HP Dear Miss Freak

    "The Burrow eats and drinks time!"

    Whenever Sylvia comes to the Burrow, Fred and George greet her on time by the fireplace. But this time, there were no tricks or exaggerated welcome words, which made her stunned for a long time just to wonder if there was an ambush.

    "Why are you standing still? Come out soon." Fred reached out and pulled Sylvia out of the fireplace, "If it weren't for the World Cup, it would be hard to see you."

    "Hey, Fred." Sylvia patted his shoulder in a good mood, "Why do I feel like you've grown so much?"

    "That's because we haven't seen each other for a long time, buddy." George said aside, "Don't you miss us at all?"

    "It's not that long, right? And I'm busy." Sylvia smiled sweetly, "And I'm still preparing surprises for you." Scrapbook has been busy for a long time. Although there are many times to stay with Hoddle and read a book for entertainment.

    "You can't tell us anyway, right?" Fred's tone was not happy, but he didn't mean to ask further.

    "But we did a lot this summer." George said in a low voice, "Remember when we went to find you?"

    "Remember. You haven't said why." Sylvia nodded.

    "We originally asked for help." Fred folded his fingers on the back of his head and took a few steps backwards, "But it's a coincidence that you're not here. So it's okay."

    "We were going to start selling our tricks," George explained hastily, "but my mother saw the order form we had listed that day, and she set it on fire without hesitation. To be honest , Mama's fire magic is slightly inferior to yours, buddy."

    "Mainly!" Fred raised his voice and sighed, "We basically didn't save our tricks. I was thinking of finding you and hiding the rest with you. Mom We thought our tricks were dangerous, and we were trying to make a fortune with them."

    "Why didn't you talk about such an urgent matter?" Sylvia patted her head angrily, she really forgot about it, "I'll go to Aunt Molly." She remembered that the twins would have a big fight with their mother this summer.

    "Don't go." Fred took Sylvia's shoulders and pulled her back to his side, "She's been angry for several days, and it's useless for anyone to go."

    "It's fine Searle." George shrugged nonchalantly, "We can do it once, we can do it a second time." He took a sheet from his pocket and folded it several times Small note: "Look, our product order form. This is what you should know by now."

    "You actually hid a copy for me?" Sylvia happily took the note and put it in her pocket, making an ok gesture. This Weasley trick merchandising joint venture feels really good.

    "When did we not keep you a share? When did we hide something from you?" Fred raised his eyebrows, "Aren't we doing everything on one side?"

    "Of course we are on one side!" Sylvia blinked, "Just wait for your surprise!"

    "We know you'll never let us down. It's almost time for dinner, and you've come at the right time." George turned his head to look at the movement, "Eh! Charlie! Look who's here!"

    "Sylvia? Are you here?" Charlie walked into the living room and smiled in surprise, "Fred has been talking about you for days."

    "Charlie!" Sylvia saw the simple and honest red-haired boy's eyes flashing instantly, and rushed up to give him a hug, "How long have we not seen each other? Three years? Four years! "

    "Look at this." Charlie raised one arm to show a large, shiny scar from the fire.

    "What did Jamie do?" Sylvia said in a low voice, "I remember you telling me in your letter that he is looking good now."

    "Thanks to her." Charlie shook his head with a smile, "Because there are more people today, Mom and Dad are going to let everyone eat on the lawn outside. Come on."

    "You haven't met Bill yet." Fred waited for the end of their chat, then stepped forward and pulled Sylvia's wrist out, "Don't listen to Ginny saying that Bill is our home The most attractive man, no matter what you think, it will be me, okay?"

    "Of course, you're the one I've seen..." Sylvia followed Fred to the lawn outside and saw the tall red-haired boy with a ponytail, "Merlin 's tailbone! Is that Bill? He's way cooler than the picture!"

    "Did you hear what I said?" Fredra stopped Sylvia who couldn't help but want to come forward, and pulled her back to him before shouting, "Bill! Come!"

    Bill was laying the tablecloth on the table with his wand, and he responded with a rather dashing smile when he turned his head.

    "Get to know me. This is my eldest brother William Weasley, just call him Bill." Fredra led Sylvia to Bill, and introduced them both tactfully, "Bill, this is my Bunny."

    "You..." Sylvia was a little stunned when she heard Fred's remarks, but when she was held by Bill, she quickly responded and shook it back, "Hello, Bill! I've been looking forward to meeting you."

      met."

    "Searle?" Mrs Molly waved her wand and led the platters of delicacies floating in the queue towards them, "You two brats! Why didn't you tell me Searle would be before dinner Come? You even just told me she's going to the game with you!"

    "Because Mom, you don't listen to us at all these days." Fred shouted, hiding behind Sylvia, "Every time I show up, you just look for various reasons. Teach me a lesson and give me no chance at all!"

    "That's right! Mom!" George slowly walked over with Charlie, shouting in a longer tone, "Every time we talk about Searle, you immediately say: 'Searle? You guys? How dare you say Searle? Why can't you read as hard as Searle and get a job at the Ministry of Magic?'"

    "You guys are too naive, isn't that just **** off?" Sylvia looked at Fred behind her, even though she knew he didn't like this adjective, "You should say whatever you want. Tell your mother I'm coming!"

    "Listen, am I wrong?" Mrs. Molly set up the dinner party, turned around and stared at her two sons, then smiled at Sylvia, "No need Worry, Syl, I cook a lot of dishes and no one's going to go hungry. You two! Go get Syl a stool!"

    "I'll get it!" George volunteered and ran back to the house. Fred just pursed his mouth and put his chin on Sylvia's head.

    If there is anything to be happy about this summer. That is, Harry saved the original trouble and received the invitation from the Weasley family smoothly. Ever since Sirius had returned, he had sent Harry to him every now and then, doing everything in his power to find the protection spell that Lily had left behind.

    Sylvia was delighted to have dinner with the Weasley family of nine, plus her little angels Hermione and Harry. I believe everyone is in the same good mood. Percy got a job with the International Magical Cooperation Division, and Bill and Charlie returned to England from abroad. As if everything was fine.

    "Are you serious? If you're still sober, you should find that you have Butterbeer." Fred stared at Sylvia's Butterbeer, trying to get Got it, but failed.

    "Come on, Fred." Sylvia frowned disapprovingly, "I'm not going to be overwhelmed with alcohol. Butterbeer is a good drink for fire whisky. ?"

    "Take it easy, buddy." George seems to be playing rounds of various sizes recently, "If Seale doesn't embarrass herself once, she won't change her decision."

    "Thank you, George." Sylvia gave a hypocritical smile.

      So much! Sirius doesn't usually give you water, does he?"

    "I haven't looked for Sirius recently." Sylvia put down the bottle and shook her hand, "I'm staying at home."

    "Can you eat more? Don't drink!" Fred found the guy a little out of control as soon as he got alcohol, "You're making Mommy's mushroom cream bisque so bad face?"

    "What are you doing at home? Reading?" George swallowed a bite of the pie and asked, "What's the point of being alone? Come and see us more."

    "Who said I was alone..." Sylvia shook her head vaguely, but her attention was drawn to the conversation between Percy and Mr. Arthur.

    "...If Mr. Crouch finds out that someone in our department is missing, he will investigate and not let it go. You know, Bertha Jorkins has been missing for over a month! To Albania Vacation, never came back." Percy was talking, completely unaware that Sylvia was looking straight at him.

    "What did you just say?" Fred took the wine bottle in Sylvia's hand and put it on the table, but Sylvia made a silent gesture to him.

    "Yeah, I asked Ludo about it." Mr. Arthur frowned, "He said Bertha had disappeared many times before this. But to be honest, If it was someone in my company, I would be worried..."

    Yes! Isn't it because this Bagman is somewhat unreliable that no one has noticed the seriousness of Bertha's disappearance? Wasn't it just because of Bertha's unreliability that Peter Pettigrew made a cliché about the Triwizard Tournament?

    You Ministry of Magic are really interesting.

    "Ah, Bertha is really annoying." Percy noticed Sylvia's gaze and her head raised in a fashionable manner, "I heard that over the years, she has The department was pushed to another department, causing more trouble than doing things... But no matter what, Bagman should find a way to find her. But Bagman always laughed and said that Bertha was probably wrong. I got the map and didn’t go to Albania, but to Australia. But…” Percy sighed in style and took a deep sip of elderflower wine: “Our Department of International Magical Cooperation has too many things to do. There is no spare time to find people for other departments. You know, after the World Cup, we have to organize a big event.”

    "You know what I'm talking about, Dad." Percy cleared his throat in a serious manner and raised his voice slightly, "This is top secret."

    "You wouldn't be interested in what Percy said, would you?" Fred patted Sylvia on the shoulder, "That would be the funniest thing I've heard this year. ."

    Ron leaned in after whispering with two of his friends: "I've been wanting us to ask Percy what it is and what it is since he started working. I think Probably a thick crucible exhibition."

    "What's the matter with you?" Sylvia looked at Percy in disbelief. "You Ministry of Magic didn't notice?"

    "Searle, you mean to say..." Mr. Arthur knew what she was referring to, but sighed softly.

    "Albania!" said Sylvia, staring, "What? Fudge thinks this is a beautiful coincidence? Didn't the news just break out a while ago? Isn't it weird that there are frequent incidents?"

    "The Ministry of Magic has the rules of the Ministry of Magic." Percy pushed up his glasses, "Not all jobs can be revealed to you."

    "So proud! Percy!"

    "We don't deserve to know anything!" Fred and George immediately shouted loudly.

    "You two!" Mrs. Molly gritted her teeth and warned her twin sons that it's not always easy to get angry with guests. Bill seemed pleased that his mother was taking her attention away from his trendy hairstyle and earrings, and winked at his two younger brothers.

    "It's better if you can really believe it." Sylvia muttered, trying to get a new Butterbeer but Fred stopped her.

    "Let me tell you! The Irish team must win," Charlie's topic attracted the attention of Fred and Sylvia, who were fighting with their eyes. Stuffed with potatoes, muttered, "They beat Peru in the semifinals."

    "Ha! So insightful! Charlie!" Sylvia excitedly gave Charlie a high five, "I unilaterally declare that Aidan Lynch is number one in the world!"

    "You really can only announce unilaterally." Fred sneered, "Bulgarian team has Viktor Krum. Linzi is really nothing in front of him."

    "Crum is good, but he's just a man, and the Irish have seven good players," Charlie said impatiently.

    "That's right!" Sylvia nodded with satisfaction, "Charlie, we are family from now on." As soon as she said this, many people at the dinner table snorted suddenly, Sprinkling rice with rice, spraying drinks with drinks, and spraying wine with wine, all of them were caught off guard.

    "No, I'm just an analogy, friends." Sylvia hurriedly explained, looking at everyone's inscrutable expressions, she always felt that something was not right.

    "After so many years, you finally feel that joining Weasley is a good choice?" George covered his mouth with one hand and patted Sylvia on the shoulder.

    "I see why you always like to talk at this time?" Sylvia lowered her voice and squinted at George.

    "Speaking of which," Mrs Molly said apologetically, "We didn't expect you to come, Syl. Ginny's cot can't fit three girls, and it shouldn't have Girls slept on the couch or the floor, so I was thinking—"

    "Hey mom!" Ginny interrupted her mom briskly, "We could squeeze! Syll didn't grow much anyway." Fred and George heard this Quite tacitly smiled to the hammer table.

    "I...this...I didn't..." Sylvia was at a loss for words.

    "But you've grown a lot taller, haven't you?" Mrs. Molly looked at Ginny, "The time is really fast, and the girls have grown up too."

    "I, I, I..." Sylvia opened her mouth and found that she still couldn't explain anything.

    "It's okay mom. Wouldn't it be better for Bunny to sleep in our room?" Fred said suddenly, and everyone looked at him. Ginny couldn't hold back and let out a wow. The one who reacted the most was George, who almost choked to death on a mouthful of stew and coughed for a long time.

    "What are you talking about? Fred?" Mrs. Molly's expression was a little subtle, but she said in a reprimanding tone.

    "I mean—" Fred said slowly, not afraid of further misunderstanding, "I can go to sleep with Bill, George can go to sleep with Charlie, and leave our whole room to Bunny Anyway, she was also invited by us, so of course we have to let her sleep well."

    Have you considered George? Sylvia looked at George who was silent and thought he was unhappy. But George just hadn't recovered from the fright he had just proposed.

    "Let's do it then." Bill was the first to agree with the proposal, "It's just a matter of grievance on Searle, Fred and George's room smells worse than a blown cauldron."

    "Bunny wouldn't mind." Fred replied for Sylvia, "Isn't she familiar enough with the blown cauldron?"

    "In that case." Mrs. Molly said, standing up, "I have to go and tidy up that horrible room first."

    "No! Mom!" Fred and George both jumped up and grabbed their mother.

    "I can't believe he said that." Ginny sat on George's bed and shook her head while looking at Sylvia.

    "Actually nothing unexpected." Sylvia sat on Fred's bed, "If the three of us stayed together, we would probably play all night."

    "You better not have this plan! You have to get up early tomorrow!" Hermione, who was looking at the twins' room, reminded in a low voice.

    "I'm sure I can get up. If the two of them can't get up, I can scold them." Sylvia tilted her head in a good mood, "Speaking of how the two of them are Haven't come yet? How could they really listen to their mother and go to bed at this time? Both of you are still here with me."

    "What do you say?" Ginny smiled maliciously, covering her mouth, "Bill won't let Fred slip out. You know, a boy and a girl alone are very difficult Something could easily happen."

    "Where did you think about going?" Sylvia laughed dryly, "And why are you alone?"

    "Who knows? I think even if they sneak over to play with you in the middle of the night, only Fred will come." Ginny had already understood the situation.

    "To be honest, Sylvia, you seem to be quite slow in your own feelings." Hermione came to Sylvia and sat down, "You are so smart! Why can't you understand a lot What's the matter?"

    "Don't blame her for not understanding, some things are just hard to say." Ginny sighed very maturely, "So what are you busy with this summer? Fred asks every so often. I, but I really didn't even have a chance to go out with you."

    "Also asked me." Hermione raised her hand, which made Sylvia see how she was actively answering questions in class, "He asked me if I ever went out with you."

    "…" Sylvia was silent for a moment, "I'm getting Fred and George their graduation present. It was definitely a big surprise! So I can't let them know. And then…"

    "Then?" Ginny seemed to smell something wrong all of a sudden.

    "I spend a lot of time with Waughlin these days." Sylvia shrugged, "He's leaving the UK soon, I'm helping him with the strategy, by the way Read the research book as soon as possible.”

    "I don't think he needs your help," Ginny said sharply.

    "If I'm going to leave the UK after the World Cup, will you spend time with me?" Sylvia looked at Ginny and asked softly, "You will, you will both. of."

    "I see." Hermione nodded, "but traveling around the world sounds more like something you would do."

    "Who doesn't want to travel around the world?" Sylvia snorted, "He is really lucky! He can go as soon as he graduates!"

    "Did Fred and George know about this?" Ginny asked sharply again, "Do they know that you spend a lot of time together? Do they know that your relationship is so good? Do they know that you have topics of interest and invitations to go out in addition to academic discussions? Waughlin must invite you to go out with him, right? If you are graduating this year, you should go with him without hesitation, right? They don't know where With your disgusting attitude, you have long regarded Wafflen as a very important friend, right?"

    "Wh...I...of course they don't know." Sylvia was stunned, "they don't like Waughlin at all, I never mention it in front of them."

    "..." Ginny leaned back and exchanged glances with Hermione, "Hermione is right, Syr. You're good at helping us, but you're good at your own problems. Not very smart."

    "They've been in a fight! Kim!" Sylvia sighed, "Why should I tell Fred George about Wafflin's future plans? Thing! Why should I tell them how good my relationship with Woughlin is?"

    "Searle, tell me the truth." Ginny asked in a low voice, "You have someone you like, who is that person."

    “…”

    Sylvia was silent, but she looked at the two girls who could be trusted beside her and nodded lightly.

    "I like Fred."

    The author has something to say:

    This summer has been skipped for a long time, but I can explain, listen to me! Because the part of this summer vacation after the World Cup will be very long, everyone can eat it with confidence, I am not lazy!

    It is not difficult to find that the length is also very long hahahahaha I can't control myself now hahahaha

    Charlie's little dragon Jamie discovered by Seale before, do you remember? In the conversation, he and she were right

    Unlock new characters, Big Bill! It's really cool, the next step is to unlock new characters like crazy, hahaha! While I've always wondered why William's short nickname is Bill, it seems like it is!

    Speaking of this nickname, including Ginny and Hermione, I chose to call them Kim and Min also because their names could have more intimate short nicknames. Ginny's full name is Ginny Fra Molly Weasley, but just like Ron, everyone doesn't call him Ronald, except for Hermione who often calls him, and Searle who occasionally calls him Hahahaha. Eh, I actually like short names like this in English, like George's Georgie. I've never called Wood's Oliver Ollie because I really like George's actor, he's called Oliver, and I like the abbreviation Ollie. I think it's super nice! And then I didn't let Searle often call Fred's Freddy because it was Bella's name in the original when he taunted him for dying in front of Molly, so I couldn't make that a nickname. And Searle, as the main palace, is of course a big name, right hahahahaha.

     Friends, do you think Ginny is right?

    If the girl you like has a Hoddle next to it, that's scary, right?

    Speaking of which, the existence of Searle will also begin to change the direction of a large part of the original works

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 7 bottles of zero seven; 5 bottles of chocolate draft beer, cheesecake and milkshake;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!