HP Dear Miss Freak

    "All for the greater good."

    "There are two strokes." Leonie looked at Sylvia who easily blocked all her moves, and put away her wand, "Can I use a curse against you?"

    "Are you testing the strength of Hogwarts warriors?" Sylvia smiled and sat down on the grass by the Black Lake. Many Durmstrang students watched from a distance, and a few Hogwarts students stopped and watched.

    "If I'm chosen, I'll have a fight with you." Leoni also sat down, "It's a pity that Viktor stole the show, so I had to find it in private. There you go. That guy was just as good at Quidditch as I was at school, but now it's great."

    "Do you think the competition will allow us to fight against each other?" Sylvia simply lay down with her hands on the back of her head.

    "How good is that? I saw that the events of the previous competition were all gimmicks." Leoni snorted disdainfully, "What's the point of that?"

    "Yeah—" Sylvia stretched her tone, "It's cool to have a face-to-face shopping, isn't it?"

    "You are really interesting." Leonie stood up with a kick of both feet, picked up a small stone and threw it on the lake, making a series of water floats, "We are friends. Yet?"

    "Almost not." Sylvia pretended to be regretful, "How dare you grab my dagger, huh. If I hadn't been the prefect, you'd be the guest. I'm angry. Once you get up, you can't handle anything."

    "But you managed it."

    "Life is forced—"

    "So why are you carrying a dagger?" Leonie hit another string of beautiful floats.

    "I have a lot of things with me." Sylvia took out his pocket, "Look, mirrors, lipsticks, hair bands, handkerchiefs, half-finished quick-acting escaping candy..."

    "Candy skipping class?" Leoni was obviously interested, "You skipping class?"

    "I—have a criminal record." Sylvia showed a simple and honest smile.

    "Semi-finished product, why? You made it?"

    "I...this is a long story, and I'll have a chance to tell you later."

    "Knives are such a personal item in your eyes?" The cheerful girl quickly brought the topic back.

    "Yeah."

    "Eh? You didn't use it for anything?" She looked particularly disappointed.

    "Miss Andres, this is Hogwarts. Put away your dangerous thoughts." Sylvia laughed cheerfully.

    "You can't think of a really dangerous idea." Leoni sneered, picked up a stone and smashed it into the lake, "You can't learn black magic, you miss too much Yes. I hear a lot of people asking us in Slytherin every day. Does your academy claim to be righteous and disdain to associate with the dark magic?"

    "To tell you the truth. I have a little bit of dark magic secretly." Sylvia closed her eyes and lowered her voice, "I praised Grindelwald a little for writing an article last year. I almost scared my favorite professor of history of magic to death.”

    "Really?" Leonie stopped her flamboyant smile and looked serious, "Are you interested in him? Your headmaster is Dumbledore."

    "You said that." Sylvia said and sat up, "I'm just a little student, a lover of magic history who learns from history. It's just an idea, unless the Ministry of Magic's thinking continues to retreat, or I will not enter Azkaban for the time being."

    "You know, Grindelwald is not a friendly name in Durmstrang." Leonie said noncommittally, "I just haven't heard anyone refer to Grindelwald and The compliments are put together."

    "Admit it? He's very powerful. Change or violence, he can bring subversion to the world. He is definitely not an easy person." Sylvia didn't know why she was suddenly willing to say that Many times, she always felt that the girl in front of her agreed with her remarks. And her intuition has always been accurate.

    "He brought...disaster..." Leoni frowned and looked at the Durmstrang students in the distance again. "The families of many students in our school have been affected."

    "There will be sacrifices." Sylvia looked at her fixedly, "This is revolution."

    Leonie stared, opened her mouth without making a sound. But there was a light in her eyes.

      , gave us so many years of short-lived peace?" She said, suddenly thinking that Dumbledore has been upholding this all his life. He even sacrificed himself for the greater good, for the peace of the wizarding world. "I can't do it." Sylvia looked at Leoni and smiled wryly, "I admire all those who can do what I can't do."

    "Really? I think you can do it." Leonie laughed, "I wouldn't appreciate you so much if you just had a little punch, Sylvia. You look like a A decision maker, but also a leader.”

    "Come on, sister." Sylvia smiled and touched the dagger on her leg, "My greatest skill is a smooth tongue, you've heard it, don't care."

    "You'd be better off in Durmstrang. See those guys? Everyone laughs at Hogwarts warriors for being so petite, but none of you can Hit." She pointed to some boys who were slowly approaching in the distance, and made an international friendly gesture to them.

    "I can't, I'm a mixed race."

    "You're a half-blood?" Leonie laughed, "What the **** are you? Go and slap those guys in the face! Remember the one I hit you just now Just a moment? You've only met once, and you'll find a way to resist right away!"

    "You're not a bloodline supporter, are you?" Sylvia narrowed her eyes.

    "I'm not." Leonie waved her hand, "I don't appreciate pure blood, I appreciate interesting and capable people, and more capable but not arrogant guys. You know With two warrior ladies, you will inevitably be compared to Delacour."

    "Is it still my business?" Sylvia smiled and said, "Is Miss Delacour not dazzling enough?"

    "Stop it, Delacour? I've never seen such an arrogant girl." Leonie obviously didn't like her, "Don't be discouraged, there are still quite a few Sylvia sent."

    "Actually...I don't like being talked about like this." Sylvia thought it was a bit ridiculous, she had convinced Remus that it was normal to have an outside perspective, but she couldn't get over it, "So actually At first, I didn't want to participate. I didn't expect to be selected."

    "Yeah? But you seem to be a very dazzling campus man. You do some unexpected things at first glance."

    "I just want to be dazzling in front of my friends. You are right." Sylvia shook her head, "But the feeling of being stared at all the time, some Uncomfortable... ugh! Yes! I've done a lot of things and I'm doomed to fall into public opinion. I deserve it, but I really don't like it."

    "I know what you mean. And there are so many nasty guys? Some guys just like to point fingers and think they're cool. You don't know the boys in our school What are you doing to vote on which Miss Warrior is more attractive." Leonie spat fiercely, "You can look closely, how many boys have their eyes fixed on your school girls. How many are disdainful of British girls before coming here. Guess it. Boys - huh. I've seen through the guys in our school anyway."

    "Speaking of boys - you may not know, I'm very good at introducing people." Sylvia laughed cheerfully, "I'll find you one? How about English boys? "

    "Come on! You can't keep any good stuff for yourself? Can you give me a discount first? Wait—" Leonie said and suddenly looked at her, "Sylvia, you don't have any. object?"

    "I want someone to sit here with you?" Sylvia said, reaching out to prevent Leonie's sudden attack, "You are so beautiful that you have no object, let alone me? "

    "I'm different." Leonie waved her hand, "You know, a girl is too strong, a man will be discouraged."

    "Why doesn't this apply to me?"

    "You don't realize your charm at all, girl. You're the cutest girl I've ever met." Leonie laughed, "Why are people staring so fiercely? So cute? Huh? Just every time you attack."

    "If I meet Krum, will he be willing to take it lightly because of this cuteness?" Sylvia made a prayer gesture.

    "Are all of you British so humble? I hate arrogant people, but it's even more boring if you pretend to be in front of me." Leoni came over and squatted beside her, pretending to be afraid He said, "I wanted to know at the time that you were so capable and so daring to fight, but I didn't dare to openly grab your knife."

    "Come on! Why don't you just follow me?" Sylvia imitated her and laughed, "You know that I can't beat you! Fight with me and stay with the little boy. Let's play like kids! Leoni!"

    "Want to learn something?" Leoni raised her eyebrows and made a neck-slashing motion, "Do you know how to bleed with a dagger?"

    Sylvia narrowed her eyes and looked at her for a while before she stood up suddenly: "Let's go, let's find a good place."

    "Hey—Sill—"

    As soon as Sylvia turned around, she saw Li running towards him, hurriedly coming from the direction of the castle.

    "Li? Are you looking for me?" Sylvia looked at the panting Li, "It's really a blessing that you found me."

    "Bagman said that all the warriors should take a photo together or something." Li waved his hand as he said, and his frowning expression was an accusation of this hard trip, "It's just by the entrance hall. in the small classroom."

    "What a pity, then enjoy your warrior time." Leonie said and turned away, "I'll play with you next time—"

    "Hey, buddy." Li followed Sylvia towards the castle, lowered his voice and whispered, "You are really good at making friends with good-looking girls."

    "Want to learn?" Sylvia smiled, "Teach you how to have a good relationship with different types of beautiful girls."

    "I mean—" Li lowered his voice again, and if he didn't listen carefully, he couldn't hear at all, "That girl is so pretty! Isn't it?"

    "Invite her." Sylvia suddenly stopped.

    "What did you say?"

    "Ask her, Hogsmeade Day." Sylvia took Lee's shoulders and turned him around, then pushed him in the direction of the girl.

    "Are you kidding me?"

    "Dude, people who can be my buddies are not ordinary people." Sylvia saluted him, "Don't get excited, don't be nervous, don't pretend to say something nice, like you As usual, I'll wait for your good news." After saying that, he turned around and hopped toward the castle.

    "Hey..." Li looked at Sylvia's back and then at the Durmstrang girl, hesitantly paused, but quickly ran towards his heart .

    "Here you are, Miss Tonks. We need to test the wand."

    Bagman smiled and greeted Sylvia when she saw Sylvia walk into the small classroom. But after Sylvia smiled and greeted back, attention was completely drawn to a witch in a magenta robe.

    Rita Skeeter.

    It's a great name. Sylvia couldn't help but grit her teeth. It was not difficult for her to find that Skeeter was not interested in her at all. So after she briefly greeted Krum, she stood beside Fleur and chatted with her word by word.

    "The photographer is staring at you." Sylvia lowered her voice and gestured to Fleur with her eyes. The photographer who followed Skeeter was holding up a slightly smoking black The big camera, squinting at Furong, "If you feel uncomfortable, I can..."

    Furong showed a polite smile before slowly opening her mouth: "Warriors always get all kinds of looks, don't they?"

    Sylvia stared at her beautiful eyes, walked to the other side of her and blocked between her and the photographer, and did not forget to give her a stern look. Furong kept her actions in her eyes, and brushed her long silver hair as usual.

    "Ah, here he is! The fourth warrior!" Bagman suddenly stood up and said, Sylvia looked at the door again, "Come in, Harry. It's nothing. The only thing to worry about is the wand-testing ceremony, the other referees will be here soon..."

    "Detect wand?" Harry asked uneasily, walking slowly in Sylvia's direction.

    "We have to check that your wands are fully functional and in good condition, because in future competitions, wands are your most important equipment." Bagman explained, "The experts are in the building. Come on, with Dumbledore. Then some pictures. This is Rita Skeeter." He said, pointing to the magenta-robed witch, "She was writing for the Daily Prophet. "Write a small article about the hegemony competition..."

    "Maybe it's not a trifle, Ludo." Rita Skeeter's eyes under her jeweled glasses were fixed on Harry.

    "Did she interview you?" Sylvia looked at Fleur, who said that she just said a few words, "You will know what she is capable of."

    "Can I have a few words with Harry before we start?" she was asking Bagman, but her eyes were still fixed on Harry, "Youngest warrior, You know...to add some color to the article."

    "No problem!" Bagman responded loudly, "Just...I wonder if Harry objected?"

    "Hmm..." Harry said and looked at Sylvia, his eyes full of help. And his friend rolled his eyes with his back to Rita.

    "Excellent." Skeeter's bright red nail-painted fingers grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him into the side door.

    "She is so interested in that Potter?" Fleur frowned, "She is more optimistic about that boy?"

    "She didn't even have a question for me." Sylvia smiled helplessly, but only she knew that she didn't care at all.

    "You are all Hogwarts warriors." Fleur shook her head, "Even from a house? But everyone is talking about Potter and even forgetting about you."

    "Yes." Sylvia just nodded in agreement, feeling equally indifferent, "But don't underestimate Harry. We are all Gryffindor warriors, which means the Goblet of Fire There can be no bias against any of us."

    "I don't think I can underestimate you." Krum came over, "Leonie told me about you, she said to be very careful about you, especially when you are modest. I heard you defended against the Imperius Curse in Defence Against the Dark Arts?"

    "Then don't try to rhetoric from me." Sylvia smiled slyly, "You don't know which of my sentences is true and which is false, don't you? ?"

    "We are all true warriors chosen by the Goblet of Fire. Of course everyone is a respectable opponent." Fleur turned and walked to the window as if emphasizing something. She also doesn't seem to want to accidentally reveal something while chatting.

    "Well...I want to ask you..." Krum lowered his voice when he saw Fleur walking away, "You know that Potter's friend, that girl..."

    "Ah—" Sylvia looked at Krum with a sudden realization, although the burly man in front of him was a little overwhelmed by her reaction.

    "Um...they are good friends? I want to ask who they are..." Krum looked worried at the smirk that gradually appeared on Sylvia's face.

    "They're not a couple." Sylvia smiled and shook her head, "You're very discerning, Krum. Those stinky boys haven't realized how good my baby is for all these years. , you realized it as soon as you arrived."

    "You have a good relationship?" Krum laughed shyly, "I seem to know her name is... Hermione..."

    "Hermione Granger." Sylvia reluctantly covered her face, and quickly returned to her natural look. She was starting to worry about Ron, after all, some people were going to get there first.

    "I see she often goes to the library." Krum smiled embarrassedly, "But I can't find a chance to talk to her. Leonie said you are very enthusiastic."

    "Yes, I take care of everything." Sylvia chuckled, "You have too many fans, they follow you wherever you go. Think about you going to the library, The chattering group of people behind him disturbed Hermione's study?"

    This time it was Krum's turn.

    "Don't disturb Hermione to study, this is the first rule." Sylvia blinked, she noticed Dumbledore coming downstairs, followed by several other referees , and Mr. Ollivander.

    Silvia waved quietly to Mr. Ollivander, who received the signal and returned a kind smile.

    "Why haven't our warriors arrived yet?" Dumbledore came to Sylvia. The other two principals also stood by their warriors. Sylvia suddenly realized more strongly that Harry's existence was indeed extremely embarrassing.

    "Miss Rita Skeeter is interviewing him," Bagman explained hastily.

    "Then I think someone needs to remind the time." Dumbledore said and walked towards the small door, "The wand detection ceremony is about to start."

    "Hey, everyone, sit down first." Bagman greeted the Warriors to sit down on the chair by the door, "The referees sit behind the table."

    When Sylvia sat down, she felt a gaze watching her, and raised her head to meet Karkaroff's eyes. Instead of dodging, she stared straight at him, and the principal looked away a moment later.

    "Sylvia..." After successfully escaping Skeeter's clutches, Harry quickly came to Sylvia and sat down, "You don't know her..."

    "Take it easy, Harry." Sylvia patted him on the shoulder, "Show your bravery, and if you have any questions, just leave it to me. That woman—an old friend Yes." She saw Rita Skeeter find a corner and sit down.

    I will make her suffer sooner or later.

    Sylvia spit in her heart.

    "Allow me to introduce Mr. Ollivander." Dumbledore sat down on the bench and said to several warriors, "He's going to check your wands to make sure they're before the game. In good shape."

    "Miss Delacour, you come first, okay?" Mr. Ollivander walked to the open space in the center of the room. Fleur walked lightly to Mr. Ollivander and handed him her wand.

    "There's something wrong with her quill." Harry whispered in Sylvia's ear, "It's all nonsense."

    "She wants traffic, not morality." Sylvia rolled her eyes slightly, "Neither she nor her photographer are good things, you should be more careful."

    "Um... not bad," Ollivander said softly, "nine and a half inches, very strong, made of maple with... oh my god..."

    "It contains a veela's hair." Fleur laughed, "my grandma's hair."

    "She really has Veela blood!" Harry said again, "I think Ron..." He closed his mouth before he finished, remembering that he and Ron had not been together for a long time. speak.

    "You and Ron still haven't spoken?" Sylvia asked, pursed, Harry nodded, "The Weasley boy..."

    "You and Fred haven't made up yet?" Harry couldn't help asking, even though he knew it wasn't a good question.

    "We're...weird now." Sylvia shrugged, "There's no contradiction, but I can't find a chance to get back together."

    "Like me." Harry shrugged.

    Mr. Ollivander spewed a beautiful orchid from the head of Fleur's wand and returned the wand to her. "Mr. Krum, it's your turn." He faced Krum warmly.

     Krum stood up, stuffed his wand and stood there frowning, hands in the pockets of his robes.

    "Um..." Mr. Ollivander raised his wand, turned it over in front of his eyes, and checked carefully, "If I'm not mistaken, this is Gregorovitch product. He's a great wand maker, even though I'm not very..."

    "Ron is still too young." Sylvia couldn't help but sigh, Harry was obviously stunned, and she didn't know why she looked at Krum and said that.

    The hornbeam wand made a loud bang, like a fire, and a flock of birds flew out of the wand head with flapping wings, and flew into the faint through the open window in the sun.

    "Very well," said Mr. Ollivander, handing the wand back to Krum. "Then, Miss Tonks."

    "Long time no see, Mr. Ollivander." Sylvia smiled and stood up, handing him her wand.

    "Long time no see, Miss Tonks." Ollivander smiled kindly, "As if you only walked into my shop yesterday. I remember... Aspen, Godson, twelve Another half an inch, and the flexibility and flexibility are just right. I rarely sell aspen wands, I said…”

    "Aspen wood is suitable for the destined duelist." Sylvia readily accepted this statement and raised her head.

    "Yes, Miss Tonks." Ollivander waved his wand and let a series of white smoke from the tip of the wand, and his eyes followed the white plume, "The wand is in good condition, look It turns out you got along well with it. It's not an easy wand to handle."

    When Harry's wand was checked, Dumbledore stood up from the referee table: "Thank you everyone, now you can go back. Maybe it's more convenient to go directly to dinner, anyway, they will soon be get out of class has ended-"

    Sylvia and Harry looked at each other and both relaxed. But the man with the black camera jumped up and cleared his throat.

    "Hey! Take a picture, Dumbledore, take a picture!" Bagman shouted excitedly, "What do you think of the referee and the warriors taking a photo, Rita?"

    "Okay, take a group photo first," Skeeter's eyes fell on Harry again, "maybe take a few more singles later."

    It took a long time to take pictures. Sylvia was just standing by the side, noticing that the photographer was especially aggressive about getting Fleur up front, but Skeeter always caught up and pulled Harry into a more prominent position. She then insisted on taking individual photos of the warriors one by one.

    "Miss Tonks." Skeeter narrowed her eyes as she faced her, "Smile more for the camera, and look better."

    "I thought your article wouldn't have my part." Sylvia looked at Skeeter with a smile after taking the photo with a blank face.

    "Listen to what you said, are you resentful about Harry being elected a warrior?" Skeeter's eyes lit up instantly, and the quill beside him kept writing and drawing, "Really? After all, you both are the same. From Hogwarts and Gryffindor House. Who do you think will win if you play together? You know, you're the skinniest of them all. People always forget you're a warrior. Face to face Your strong Krum, do you have any advantage over your beautiful Delacour?"

      Contest."

    "Me too." Sylvia returned a knowing smile. She turned her head and gave Skeeter a sideways glance before stepping away.

    "It's annoying."

    On the way to the auditorium, Harry couldn't help but complain again.

    "The confrontation with Skeeter is also a tough battle." Sylvia sighed. She is in a good mood. Although Furong was a little arrogant and didn't want to accept her favor, she did appreciate her actions and helped Sylvia a little when she was suffering.

    "You said... hey, that's-" Harry was startled by the sudden rise of Lee as soon as he entered the auditorium.

    "My good buddy! You can't believe what happened?" Li excitedly ran over and hugged Sylvia.

    "Help - buddy - I'm dying -" Sylvia felt like she was about to suffocate.

    "She agreed! My invitation!" Li jumped up and down with excitement, "I thank you so much! You will be my goddess from now on!"

    "Don't, don't." Sylvia smiled helplessly, "Your goddess is waiting for your Hogsmeade date."

    She smiled and watched as Li left the auditorium with joy, and saw Fred and George who were greatly shocked.

    "You helped Lee get a girl?" George said in disbelief, "Hey! Friends! Shouldn't you help the closer me first?"

    "You?" Sylvia came to sit down between them, "What do you think?"

    "Hogsmeade." George snapped his fingers.

    "Come with us?" Fred asked, "We'll have to bring Ron."

    "Your favorite Ron." George said with a grin.

    "I made an appointment with Betty." Sylvia smiled at them and got up to enjoy dinner at the Hufflepuff long table.

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    It's Silfa time again! I love Miss!

    Let's talk about the previous one first, why did everyone forget Reynolds! Are there too many original characters from me hahahaha! He's the soothsayer who is half wizard and centaur! The one who occupied Sear and invented the divination plate!

    I haven't written much about Harry's situation as a warrior, compared to our sister's perspective hahahaha

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