HP Dear Miss Freak

    "Smile, how can you think I'm a good person? - Sylvia blackened version."

    "Am I being nice to you? Stink bird." Sylvia came to the owl shack early in the morning. The high-grade owl feed she bought arrived, and she came here to give Brother Bird a good meal. "Look, only you can eat it. I envy them! Haha!"

    "How is Feather recovering? Are you happy recently? Are you still fighting? Stop fighting, please, please." Sylvia squatted in front of him and kept talking.

    Suddenly the door of the owl shack was pushed open and Harry, Hermione and Ron appeared in front of Sylvia. All three of them had puffy eyelids and looked like they hadn't slept well. They were clearly talking about something and saw someone subconsciously stop first.

    "Sylvia?" Ron looked at Sylvia and swallowed what he wanted to say, "Why are you here so early in the morning?"

    "I'll give Brother Bird something delicious." Sylvia shrugged, "Actually, I wanted to give Brother Bird a bath, but he wanted to kill me."

    "Searle, Barty Crouch is crazy." Harry said sternly.

    "I know." Sylvia took Brother Bird into her arms and combed his feathers.

    "I mean." Harry took a deep breath and said again, "Barty Crouch is really crazy."

    "What do you mean?" Sylvia frowned.

    "We wanted to write to Sirius about yesterday, so we went out early in the morning." Hermione explained patiently, "But when we got to the first floor, we encountered Pomfrey. Mrs Ray, she said she didn't know why Crouch became completely delirious after one night."

    "He's completely delirious?" Sylvia opened her mouth and said in a stunned voice, "Damn it, Professor Dumbledore also said that he would let him speak after he had rested. clear."

    I thought that as long as people were in the castle, Barty would not dare to act rashly. But for a Death Eater who knew how to drive the Longbottoms mad, completely mad old Barty was a surefire way to go.

    "What did you hear? Tell me specifically." Sylvia looked at Harry, "Let Brother Bird send it to Sirius. No matter where he is, Brother Bird is Find him right away."

    "Tell it again, Harry. Make sure we haven't missed any information." Hermione looked at Harry too. "What did Mr. Crouch say?"

    "I said, he was incoherent at the time..." Harry sighed and handed the letter to Sylvia, "Said to warn Dumbledore. He must have mentioned it. Bertha Jorkins, he seems to think she's dead and keeps saying it's all his fault...he also mentions his son."

    "Yes, of course it was his fault." Hermione said angrily.

    "Stupid Ministry of Magic." Sylvia slapped her forehead, "I won't look for anyone when they're gone."

    "It's good for you to go to work, isn't it?" Ron looked at Sylvia and smiled, "It's okay to skip work."

    "Well said, Ron." Sylvia smiled too.

    "And he's insane." Harry pulled the rhythm back, "Half the time he seemed to think his wife and son were still alive, he was always talking to Percy about work, giving Percy's instructions."

    "Hey... what did he say about the mysterious man?" Ron asked tentatively.

    "He said..." Harry said sullenly, "he said the man was getting stronger."

    "I heard it too." Sylvia nodded, "I dare say Fleur and Krum heard it at the time."

    There was silence for a while, then Ron pretended to be sure: "But you said he was insane, so maybe half of what he said was crazy..."

    "The mention of Voldemort was when he was most sober," said Harry, and the name made Ron wince, "he was incoherent, but that He seemed to know where he was and what he wanted to do. He kept saying he wanted to see Dumbledore."

    "Shh!"

    Hermione made a sudden silence. Someone was walking up the stairs towards the owl shack, and they heard two voices arguing, getting closer.

    "...that's blackmail, and we're going to get in a lot of trouble."

    "We've tried the polite way, now it's time to be a villain, to him. He certainly doesn't want the Ministry of Magic to know what he's up to..."

    "I tell you, if you write this down, it's blackmail!"

    "Yeah, if we could make a fortune, you wouldn't be complaining, would you?"

    Sylvia immediately knew what was going to happen next, she subconsciously stood up, ignored Brother Bird who still wanted to eat a big meal, and put him in her arms.

    The door of the owl shack was slammed open again. Fred and George froze at the same time as they stepped over the threshold.

    It was not difficult for Sylvia to notice the panic and dodge in their eyes, especially when the eyes fell on her, the twins took a breath at almost the same time.

    "What are you doing here?" Ron and Fred asked at the same time.

    "Send a letter." Harry and George answered in unison.

    "What, at this time?" Hermione and Fred said together.

    Sylvia just stood by and watched this good show, she didn't expect to catch up with this one, and she didn't notice that she frowned. But Fred and George, apparently noticing her expression, couldn't help but dare not look at her.

    "Well, we don't ask what you are doing, and you don't ask us." Fred grinned with a feigned ease.

    "Searle, why are you here?" George also pretended to smile easily.

    "I came to play with Brother Bird." Sylvia hugged Brother Bird and faced the twins, "I met them and chatted by the way."

    She saw a letter in Fred's hand. His hand moved a little unintentionally or intentionally, covering the name on the envelope.

    "Okay, I won't stand in your way." Fred bowed pretentiously and pointed to the door.

    "Who are you blackmailing? I hear you are blackmailing?" Ron didn't take a step, looking straight at his two brothers.

    The smile on Fred's face disappeared instantly, he glared at Ron almost angrily, opened his mouth as if to say something ugly but didn't say it. Sylvia noticed that Fred was avoiding her eyes, and George glanced at Fred, then smiled at Ron.

    "Don't be silly, I'm joking." George said carelessly.

    "It doesn't sound like it." Ron disagreed.

    "I told you, Ron, if you like the shape of your nose now, just mind your own business." Fred and George exchanged glances and said viciously.

    "If you're blackmailing someone, it's no business." Ron said decisively, "George is right, you're going to get into big trouble. Seale..." Ron just looked west Sylvia, George stepped forward to interrupt him.

    "I told you I was joking." George walked over to Fred, took out the letter in his hand, and tied it to the leg of an owl closest to him, "You are talking Sounds a bit like our dear brother, Ron. You'll be a prefect if you go on like this."

    Sylvia wants to sigh now, George's prediction is also very accurate.

    "No, I won't!" Ron said fiercely.

    No, you do.

    "Okay, then forget about this, goodbye." George took the owl to the window and let it go. He turned back and smiled at Ron.

    "Bunny, are you planning to leave?" Fred's tone towards Sylvia seemed much more gentle, his eyes were full of anxiety, and his hands were in his pockets.

    "My brother bird will help Harry deliver a letter after he's full." Sylvia released his hand, and brother bird immediately returned to his breakfast.

    "Let's go first." George waved and Fred left the owl shack.

    Sylvia gestured to Harry, took the letter and handed it to the reluctant Brother Bird, watching him fly away.

    "Do you know something?" Ron immediately turned to look at Sylvia.

    "What do I know?" Sylvia asked him.

    "They want to have a joke shop," Ron said.

    "Then I always knew." Sylvia nodded.

    "I thought they said that just to make my mother angry, but I didn't think they really wanted to open one." Ron said excitedly, "They only have a year left at Hogwarts. , they always say they should plan for the future. Dad can't help them, they need money to open a shop."

    "What do you mean?" Sylvia admitted that she was a little uncomfortable hearing this at this time.

    "You heard George say blackmail. I told you before that they both seem to be doing something unknown." Ron was a little bit when he saw Sylvia's serious expression Dodging, constantly changing, "I don't know if they will. They...they've been all about making money lately. You know that too? Oh no. I found out when I was with them...just...you know. You were arguing back then, hey so you shouldn't know."

    "Yeah." Hermione blinked, "They won't do illegal things to make money."

    "Could it be?" Ron asked suspiciously. "I don't know...they don't care what's wrong with discipline, do they?"

    "They won't." Sylvia said firmly, "They're not that kind of people."

    "Sylvia, if you know anything, you can't cover them up." Ron looked at Sylvia again.

    "I really don't know who they wrote to." Sylvia frowned, "But I know, they're not like that. Fred and George are trying to run a trick shop, But they are making money on their own."

    "But now it seems that they didn't tell you this, how can you be sure that they didn't do anything illegal? Because you are Fred's girlfriend?" Ron could feel West Sylvia was angry, but she still spoke her thoughts out.

    "Because I'm Fred's girlfriend." Sylvia snorted, her tone affirmed a lot, "And because I've known them for so many years, I trust their people And you, Ronald, you're their brother, their family. Think about what Fred and George you know."

    She slammed open the door of the shed, and Fred and George were standing right at the door. They obviously did not expect that Sylvia would suddenly plan to leave, and they were at a loss for a while.

    "Didn't you leave?" When Sylvia closed the door, she took the lead down the steps of the owl shack, Fred and George hurriedly followed.

    "We didn't do anything illegal to make money." Fred explained quickly, "I'm afraid that Ron's nonsense will make you misunderstand us."

    "So after a short walk we decided to come back and explain it to you." George took over, "But like we thought, no matter what that little idiot says, you always do Trust us unconditionally."

    "I know you won't." Sylvia sighed, "So are you going to tell me? What happened to you?"

    "Bagman." Fred twitched the corners of his mouth, "He used Leprechaun's gold coins to pay us back the money we won from the bet. Later, we approached him several times and he refused to admit it."

    "And even said how can children gamble? We just said that the principal will be returned to us. After listening to Li, I learned that it turned out that Bagman had caused a lot of trouble with the goblin. . He borrowed a lot of gold from them. But he can't pay it back." George stomped his foot hard. "Trust us, Searle, it was the guy who turned his face and didn't recognize us before we did this. Write some letters. , threatening him."

    "Joke, let him know that you are not to be messed with." Sylvia sneered.

      "

    "Don't blame Fred for not telling you, and don't blame me." George hurriedly explained, "You know it's a shame for us to eat so much! We actually want to solve this ourselves. , as if nothing happened."

    “He owes you enough money to open the store, right?” Sylvia stopped, “Don’t you want me to intervene?”

    "I know I told you, you will definitely make up our minds." Fred took Sylvia's shoulders, "It's not that I don't want you to help, it's just that you have more important There's no need to worry about this little thing."

    "That's right." George took the lead to the castle, "I think he will give us a response soon, you can rest assured to prepare for the game."

    "Fred, George." Sylvia stopped them, "You should have known from a long time ago that the three of us will always be together, right?"

    "Yes." Fred and George said in unison.

    "Oh, dare to corrupt your money?" Sylvia sneered again, "I will make him spit it all out."

    And for the rest of this time.

    "Do you understand? Brother Bird?" When Sylvia saw Brother Bird who flew back to rest on her bed in the dormitory, she patted his head and started not knowing how many times she ordered, "Help me keep an eye out for Bagman at the door of Three Broomsticks, the guy walks in and comes for me right away. Whatever I'm doing, anytime."

    But I didn't say that in Potions class!

    Sylvia never expected her owl to be so wild. He rushed directly into the potions classroom and hit Sylvia's head with a hammer. And her head almost fell straight into the cauldron.

    "Get out."

    Fortunately, the potions professor said something that made Sylvia very satisfied. She suddenly realized that when Sirius gritted his teeth and told Kreacher to get out, he also fled with a smirk and ran to Narcissa to inform him.

    And Sylvia happily released Brother Bird, put on the hood and slipped to the screaming shack.

    Ludo Bagman.

    Sylvia had just arrived in Hogsmeade, and replaced it with a different face with Disguise Magus. When Three Brooms saw Bagman chatting with the elf, she just left a note on the table and sat in the corner.

    "Excuse me, this lady, you...Miss Tonks?" Bagman sat down in front of Sylvia.

    "I'm not Nymphadora Tonks." Sylvia slowly changed from Dora's face to her own. "Be quiet, Mr. Bagman."

    "It's you?" Bagman really lowered his voice, "Why aren't you at Hogwarts?"

    "Have you received your letter from Fred and George long ago?" Sylvia asked bluntly, just in case she changed back to Dora's face again.

    "Hmm, what?" Bagman rubbed the back of his head, "Miss Tonks, no matter how you slipped out of school. But you don't want the headline of tomorrow's paper to be Miss Warrior truant? "

    "Who do you think is threatening who now?" Sylvia snorted coldly, "You owe Fred and George money, their principal, they should win the bet I will return all the part I got."

    "I remembered, one of the Mr. Weasleys is your boyfriend, right?" Bagman showed a simple and honest smile, "Miss Tonks, you are still very young, Some things are done too impulsive."

    "Bagman, if you don't return the money to them, I will enter the arena with Harry for the third project." Sylvia grinned, "I will kill first Him. You know how easy it was for me. Harry was unguarded by me."

    "What are you talking about?"

    "You made a bet with the goblin." Sylvia folded her arms and made it clearer word by word, "Because you owe too much debt during the World Cup, you expect A big win from the goblin, so you bet on Harry winning the game."

    "How did you know?"

    "Don't care how I know." Sylvia snorted, "Didn't you find out long ago? I'm a sharp and mean guy. Fred and George give you Face, that's because they are kind and always willing to believe that you are not bad. But you are a **** bastard! You should be secretly happy that they didn't tell me this sooner!"

    "Don't be so angry, miss." Bagman's smile stiffened.

    "Would you like to inquire about the relationship between me and the Weasley twins?" Sylvia twitched the corners of her mouth, "Dare to count on them, it's just courting death."

    "What if Dumbledore knew you were truancy?" Bagman was a little nervous, his hands clenched into fists, "What if your family knew you were truancy? Ted quoted The proud daughter is not the well-behaved girl he calls him."

    "You have no proof that I have been here. I dare to come here to meet you, which means I am not worried at all." Sylvia glared at him, "Be smart, Bagger. Man. What's wrong with accepting my offer?"

    "You're a tough character, Miss Tonks." Bagman obviously couldn't sit still, "I haven't been threatened by a young girl yet."

    "You still don't understand?" Sylvia sneered, "I'm making a deal with you, Bagman. You bet on Harry and I can deal with Fleur and Krum . As long as you return the money back to Fred and George, every penny. I can promise to give Harry the water too."

    Seeing that he didn't speak, Sylvia continued: "Harry wins, the glory still belongs to Hogwarts. To me, it is the same for both of us to win. But yes It's different for you."

    "Why should I believe you would do this?"

    "Smile, do you think you have a choice?"

    "I..."

    You don't have a choice.

    Sylvia's Demon Tail is almost unable to hide.

      Borrow money from some unlucky guy, and within three days I'm going to hear from Fred and tell me they got the money. Or you know what I'll do. Use your brains, Bagman. If I win , I can not only get a thousand Galleons, but also let you lose everything in the goblin."

     She said, ignoring Bagman's reaction, and turned around gracefully and left the three brooms.

    The author has something to say:

    Oops! ! I was really excited when I wrote this chapter! I want to **** him so much! How dare you cheat the twins! I hit it hard! !

    There will be many more handsome moments for Searle! Our daughter is the best! !

    The owl shack is also my favorite part of the original book, and it is also a part that reflects the similarities and differences in the personalities of Fred and George! So I have to put it in and write!

    Choose to save old Crouch, but in the end, nothing changed, and I want to say that it is not so easy. A lot of people have mentioned how to prevent Lao Fu from resurrecting before, but I think the symptoms are not the root cause. If the Goblet of Fire is gone, Barty will still find a way. This year has not been successful, the Death Eaters can find other ways. At that time, it will become Searle is no longer God's perspective. It's not that she doesn't do anything, she's just really weak.