HP Dear Miss Freak

    "Who wouldn't want to come to the Burrow and have a meal with the Weasleys?"

    After Christmas, Sylvia came to the Burrow as promised. With a sprinkle of Floo powder, she appears in the Burrow's fireplace.

     Before the green flames were extinguished, the big faces of Fred and George appeared in front of Sylvia. "Damn it! You're trying to scare me to death." Sylvia stared at the two of them and almost sat down in the fireplace.

    "Merry Christmas! Syr." Fred and George said in unison, dragging Sylvia into the living room.

    "Merry Christmas! Boys." Sylvia followed them into the living room.

    "It was on time."

    "A little more and a little less." They both raised their arms at the same time to look at the non-existent watch.

    Hey hey hey, is this even so consistent?

    "Of course." Sylvia raised her head and said, "If Dora hadn't shattered another plate and I helped her clean it up, I would have arrived earlier."

    "Mom! Ciel is here!" Fred shouted in one direction.

    "Ciel is coming! Mom!" George echoed loudly.

    Molly Weasley came into the living room in a floral dress, smiling at the young children.

    My favorite Mrs Molly! Who wouldn't want to be her daughter? Sylvia started star eyes again.

    "Merry Christmas, Mrs Weasley." Sylvia greeted with a smile.

    "Oh! Merry Christmas! Child." Mrs. Molly hugged her warmly. "Our two stinky boys often mention you."

    "Okay, Mom."

    "We're going to play." Fred and George pulled Sylvia out of their mother's arms.

    "Hey! Dad! This is Searle! She came to play at our house." Fred waved suddenly, and Arthur Weasley happened to be passing by the door.

    What else can I say? I love the Weasleys!

    "Mr. Weasley, Merry Christmas." Sylvia greeted him with a smile.

    "Merry Christmas, Sylvia." Mr. Weasley walked up to her. "How is your father? Are you busy?"

    "My dad always said, "It's fine, fine." Sylvia imitated her father's tone, and Mr. Weasley laughed.

    "Okay! The greeting is over!"

    "We're busy." Fred and George took Sylvia's arm and ran upstairs.

    "Noisy." Percy stuck his head out of his room with his nightcap on, "Are you going to walk down the stairs!"

    "Hi! Percy. Merry Christmas." Sylvia waved at him.

    "Merry Christmas, good brother Percy."

    "Good example Percy, Merry Christmas." They were both as happy as if it were Christmas.

    "Merry Christmas, Sylvia." Percy frowned, "You'd better be quiet, I have papers to write."

    "Don't study during the holidays, Percy." Sylvia said bitterly.

    "He has to learn."

    "He will go mad if he doesn't study."

    "We hid his paper last time."

    "He almost demolished the house." Fred and George whispered in her ear.

    "How dare you say it!" Percy threw a pillow out, hit Sylvia's head, and the door slammed shut.

    "Go away." Freda continued to walk forward with Sylvia, and George took a step to open the door of their room.

    Although I was mentally prepared, this room was more like a storage room than Sylvia imagined, and a very strong explosive smell came to me. The front of the wardrobe was full of cardboard boxes, and they doubted whether they had to remove all the boxes when they picked up the clothes, but looking at the crumbling hangers hung by a lot of clothes, they probably didn't have this trouble. Even the aisle between the two beds is filled with boxes and boxes, and they are truly masters of space utilization.

    "Why don't you speak?"

    "We're all waiting for you to cheer."

    "I was thinking, compared to your maze, my room is still weak." Sylvia said, bypassing the piles, walking to one of the beds and sitting down.

    In fact, she didn't intend to sit on a boy's bed, but their room had no place to sit except for the bed, or in other words, there was no place to sit.

    "Welcome to the Weasley Brothers' Laboratory!" Fred jumped directly onto the bed by the door, and then tried to jump onto the bed Sylvia was sitting on . It's a pity that the ceiling is too low. When he jumped up, his head hit the ceiling, and the pain caused him to curl up on the bed and roll over with his head covered.

    Sylvia laughed unkindly.

    "Stop laughing!" Fred roared, but unfortunately his current posture made his roar unintimidating.

    George also walked over to Sylvia and sat down: "You said before that you could laugh so hard that the whole Quidditch pitch could hear it, and now I finally believe it."

    "No more laughing." Sylvia held back her smile and rubbed Fred's head.

    So cute, like a puppy. Sylvia couldn't help thinking.

    "I want you to rub me again." Fred brought his head close, and Sylvia rubbed his head again.

    "Have you used the gift I gave you?" Sylvia asked.

    "It worked." Fred immediately revived with blood, "That cannonball is really interesting."

    Of course it's interesting, it's one of the must-play games in my childhood, how could it be boring.

    "Little Ronnie was so frightened that he doesn't dare to go out now." George laughed.

    "Yes, I haven't seen little Ronnie yet." Sylvia said excitedly.

    "He, he probably doesn't want to see you." Fred blinked, "He knew that the wrestling gun was given to us by you."

    "In his eyes, you are more terrifying than the two of us." George was a little dissatisfied. How could the image they have established in the past ten years be surpassed by a wrestling gun.

    "Then I have to clear up this misunderstanding." Sylvia said and was about to stand up, and was pulled back to the bed by the two of them.

    "What about the dung eggs we sent?"

    "Isn't it better than the original!"

    "Thanks to that shit, I almost got thrown downstairs by Dora," Sylvia said, and they both laughed.

    "Does she know we sent it?"

    "We won't get revenge by her when we go to your house tomorrow?"

    "No, she doesn't know." Sylvia shrugged, "My parents both want to see you."

    "That's great," they both said at the same time.

    "Get a crackling explosion card!" Fred accurately took out Sylvia's improved crackling explosion truth or dare from a box between the two beds. happy.

    "Come on!" Sylvia rubbed her hands excitedly.

    "Fred! George!" Percy's roar came immediately after the first explosion.

    "Perhaps you should let Percy move to a higher floor." Sylvia laughed, "Otherwise, he probably won't have a quiet life."

     "It's always fried here, it's boring." Fred pursed his lips.

    "Percy needs us, otherwise his life will be too peaceful." George smiled and shuffled the cards.

    "I haven't seen your younger siblings yet." Sylvia made a request again, "Let them play together."

    "Why are you so interested in little Ronnie and Ginny?" Fred narrowed his eyes.

    "Although our sister is very beautiful, you must not hit her." George pointed at Sylvia's nose and pretended to be serious.

    "Because I really want to have younger siblings." Sylvia explained, "You guys are so enviable."

    "That's true."

    "We also think we are enviable."

    "Mainly me and George."

    "This is very enviable." They both clapped and laughed.

    "Fred! George!" Percy knocked on the wall.

    "Shut up! Percy!" Fred yelled irritably.

    The door was suddenly opened, and at the moment when Fred saw the visitor, he took out a throwing cannon from his pocket and threw it at the door, making a huge explosion.

    "Hello!" The door closed immediately.

    "Knock on the door to enter your brother's room, little Ronnie! You always do." Fred shouted loudly.

     "Not to mention we have guests today." George echoed.

    "Don't use me as an excuse to threaten your brother." Sylvia said and walked to the door.

    Ron is such a cutie. Sylvia thought. At the moment when the door was opened, Sylvia turned around and glanced at Fred, and immediately changed into his appearance in the next second. Fred and George looked at each other and got up and followed.

    "You... May, May, Merlin's beard!" Ron was too frightened to speak when he saw his twin brothers turned into triplets. In particular, Fred and George put their heads on Sylvia's shoulders, and the three said hi together. Not to mention how terrifying this scene was for Ron, it was hundreds of times more terrifying than a ghoul breaking into his room.

    "Mom! Come on!" Ron was already crying. The three of them finally couldn't help laughing.

    "Don't make a fuss, Ron." Fred patted Ron on the shoulder, who trembled visibly.

    "Mom! It's just Ron peeing his pants! Don't worry!" George shouted downstairs, laughing.

    "Hey! I didn't!" Ron exclaimed angrily.

    "Did you hear that? Mom! He's okay!" George shouted downstairs again.

    "Hi, little Ronnie." Sylvia smiled and greeted him. Ron looked terrified and pointed at Sylvia speechless.

    "This is our best friend."

    "This is Sylvia Tonks. Come say hi, you rude boy." Fred and George caught up with Sylvia's said the shoulder.

    "Hi?" Ron pulled out a stiff smile.

    "Oh come on, I won't eat you again." Sylvia smiled and patted his shoulder, Ron actually trembled.

    "How did you do it?" He blinked as if coming back to his senses, "How can you be so powerful in magic?"

    "No no no, I'm just an ordinary disguise Magus." Sylvia showed an easy-going smile.

    "So what are you doing with us? Dear Ron." George looked at Ron.

    "I think... maybe I can borrow your broom?" Ron asked timidly.

    "Of course—"

    "No!" The two of them raised their eyebrows and went back to the room, closing the door.

    "Why not?" Sylvia put her foot against the door and said.

    "That's our broom."

    "We have the final say."

    Sylvia opened the door again: "You come to my house with them tomorrow to play, I have a Comet 260 to lend you to play with." She looked at Ron.

    "Really?" Ron looked at Sylvia in surprise.

    "No!" Fred and George yelled in her ear at the same time.

    "That's my broom, gentlemen." Sylvia twitched the corners of her mouth.

    "I've never ridden a comet."

    "Sweeping is never as fast as a comet."

    "You can't give Ron first."

    "We're your best friends." The twins roared a duet in Sylvia's ear, so what were they both angry about?

    "Have you been arguing enough!" Percy opened his door, and Sylvia always had the illusion that he was going to point her wand at her.

    "Percy, how is the column-to-vertical control? Is it easy to use?" she asked with a smile.

    "Thanks to you. It would be better if you could keep these guys quiet." Percy pushed his glasses and closed the door.

    "You can actually teach Percy to do things?" Ron's eyes widened in disbelief.

    "How? Do you really want to recognize me as a big brother?" Sylvia smiled and winked at Ron.

    "Brilliant! Are you also Fred and George's big brother?" Ron's classic line appeared! Sylvia is cool.

    "Of course!" Sylvia laughed.

    "No!" Fred and George shouted together.

    "Hi." Sylvia noticed the cute girl coming down the stairs.

    "Our little sister Ginny." Fred introduced her.

    "This is Sylvia Tonks, we mentioned to you." George introduced Sylvia to Ginny.

    "You must be careful, such a lovely sister was kidnapped by me one day." Sylvia smiled and waved Ginny. Ginny was a little shy, and gave Sylvia a shy smile.

    "Trust me, we won't be the first to settle accounts with you."

    "It will be our mother." The two of them took Sylvia's shoulders one by one.

    "Come in and play together? Crackle and explode truth or dare?" Sylvia pointed to the room behind her and invited.

    "Oh! Can you? Fred and George never let us play!" Ron complained.

    "Don't mind your stingy brother, come in." Sylvia said and walked into the room, not forgetting to turn around and wave to Ginny, "Little Angel Ginny, come quickly. "

    "How about losing?" Fred asked.

    "Play with us, punishment is not a normal punishment." George added.

    "Especially with Sylvia." Fred pointed to Sylvia.

    "Don't call me horrible?" Sylvia pursed her lips.

    "Last time Lee lost, Seale asked him to say hi to Snape." George laughed.

    "You will know how horrible this punishment is." Fred also laughed.

    "We've heard you talk about Snape for days," said Ron, staring.

    "Trust me, little Ronnie. Your brothers didn't lie to you about this." Sylvia showed a regretful expression. Thinking of what Ron will be like in the future, he's not as good as me. Sylvia already wanted to pray for him.

    "Ginny come here." Sylvia beckoned, Ginny sat down beside her cross-legged obediently.

    "You can't rob someone else's sister no matter how much you like it, right?" Fred looked at Ginny who pushed him away angrily, "This is my bed!"

    "You care about me?" Sylvia snorted disdainfully, "I just like cute sisters." Ginny smiled at her again. "Get started," George said, and the game started like this.

    "Eating! Children!" They didn't stop playing until Mrs. Molly's voice sounded. Ron's face was covered with tape.

    This is the punishment proposed by Sylvia, and in the end it will be all torn down.

    "I suspect you're targeting me," Ron complained.

    "There's no rookie luck to play with us." Fred raised his eyebrows and had three stickers on his cheek.

    "The reality is cruel Ron, we are not children's games." George said, and the tape on his face made him laugh especially ugly.

    "Then why can you give Ginny advice?" Ron looked at Sylvia dissatisfied.

    "Because I like it." Sylvia raised her eyebrows, the only two tapes on her cheeks were full of dissatisfaction, bite me. Ginny also smiled and put her arm around her.

    "Come on, Mom is going to scold." Fred said.

    "You haven't found any new fun lately? Syl." George looked at Sylvia.

    "Perhaps you will like Monopoly?" Sylvia thought for a while and said.

    "What is that?" Fred asked.

    "Wait, I'll take it to school in time." Sylvia stretched, suddenly thinking of something, she suddenly looked back at the boys, "Eh, wait a minute. , I almost forgot the essence of this game."

    "Why?" There was a hint of panic in the boys' eyes.

    "Ginny, give me a hand." Sylvia rolled up her sleeves and ripped off all the glue from Fred's face.

    "Are you killing me?" Fred gasped, staring at her.

    Every time Ginny pulled a piece of tape off Ron's face, he let out a scream of pain.

    "Don't do this, your mother will think I'm bullying her son when you hear it." Sylvia said with a smile.

    "I think so." Fred muttered softly, but was still overjoyed when he pulled the tape off George's face.

    "This is not a child's game, George, didn't you just say so?" Ginny raised her head and looked at George.

    "I feel like I lost my left cheek." George mumbled, covering his left cheek.

    "It's you next! Sylvia!" Ron looked at Sylvia sharply, and she raised her eyebrows to signal that they could start.

    Fred and George ripped off one by one, and the speed seemed to be revenge on her.

    "Look, there's nothing to shout about. It's time to grow up, boys." Sylvia patted Fred and George on the shoulders, pretending to be mature.

    "Come on, Sylvia." Ginny took Sylvia's arm and walked down.

    "Next time I won't let you." Fred said behind her.

    "Hey, don't let it go." Sylvia turned her head and blinked, and continued to walk downstairs.

    "Hi, Sylvia." Charlie was already seated at the dinner table.

    "Hi! Charlie, Merry Christmas." Sylvia patted him on the shoulder.

    "Merry Christmas." Charlie said with a smile.

    "Try it and see if it suits your appetite." Mrs. Molly greeted and let Sylvia sit down.

    "This is the best stew I've ever eaten." Sylvia scooped a spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth, saying in surprise.

    "Really?" Mrs. Molly looked very happy, after all, boys in a family are not very good at boasting.

    "Don't let my mother know." Sylvia blinked and made a silent gesture, and everyone at the table laughed.

    "Sylvia, do you know all these?" Percy suddenly slapped a book in front of Sylvia.

    "Don't talk about studying at dinner, good Percy," Fred reiterated.

    "We're really going to charge you, good Percy." George pointed at Percy with a spoon.

    "Yes." Sylvia opened the catalogue. It was a Muggle high school-level math textbook.

    "Really?" God, how could Percy be so excited about learning!

    "Why are you learning this? Muggle studies don't need to be learned, right?" Sylvia stared at him.

    "How did you learn this?" Mr. Weasley looked at Sylvia.

    "My dad thinks I need this ability." Sylvia shrugged.

    "Wait!" Sylvia stopped immediately, "I'm not good, I'm not a genius, Percy." Percy showed obvious disappointment.

    I can't stand it, Percy. It's a pity that I am a liberal arts student, otherwise I feel that I can really teach him to do things and be his big brother. Sylvia smacked her lips in her heart, not so sorry for this lost opportunity to accept her younger brother.

    "Look at Sylvia, why don't you learn this?" Aunt Molly looked at her twin sons with her arms crossed.

    "Mom, you said a few days ago how can there be girls as noisy as us." Fred raised his voice, and Mrs. Molly glared at him.

    "It turns out to be as noisy as we are, doesn't it?" George said with a smile.

    "You really should be quiet, Professor McGonagall said you were the students she worried about the most," Charlie said.

    "How dare you say that?" Mrs. Molly seemed to remember something, "Professor McGonagall wrote to tell me that you took the opportunity of the prefect's tour to sneak out to see Hagrid at night and sneak into the forbidden area. Linli! After being caught once by her, she didn't repent, and once was caught by Professor Snape!"

    "What?" Charlie's eyes widened.

    Sylvia and Fred George exchanged glances, lowered their heads and continued eating the stew.

    Sorry Charlie! I owe you this time.

    "That's it!" Sylvia suddenly saw a mouse running from the ground into Percy's arms.

     It's him! Peter Pettigrew!

    "It's my mouse," said Percy, taking a sip of the stew and feeding it.

    "That's Scabbers." Ron watched the rat eating with relish in Percy's arms, and it seemed that he liked Scabbers.

    I have to figure out a way to get this rat first. Sylvia can't wait to step on it to death now.

    "See the green fur on its back?"

    "That's our masterpiece." Fred and George whispered in her ear.

     "That's it?" Sylvia snorted coldly, "I expect you to do something more amazing and then tell me."

    "She looks down on us, George."

    "You just wait and see, Syl." They both folded their arms and looked at Sylvia at the same time.

    "That's my Scabbers!" Percy roared, though no one paid him any attention.

    The author has something to say:

    Finally come to the Burrow to play! ! The much-anticipated triplets plot hahahaha! My favorite Weasley family ah ah ah ah! ! Who wouldn't want to sit down to a delicious dinner with the Weasleys?

     Little Ronnie finally appeared! !

    When I first saw the hp movie, the first thing that left me with the biggest impression was little Ronnie. The first highlight moment of his wizard chess really pokes me! Oh my gosh! How can there be such a wonderful boy! (Sister Ron's fans came uninvited

    And he's so funny! Somehow poke me for a laugh hhhhhh

    I always feel that Harry is really lucky to have such a good brother as Ron! Otherwise, how could Ron be his baby Weiss (referring to the second level of the Triwizard Tournament hhhh)

    Not to mention that Ron is honest and funny! Still a good and just good boy! I think his brilliance is not lost to the other two in the Iron Triangle!

    The little boy who eats the chicken leg will always be my little cutie! I recently swiped ins and found that Lulu has become a father! Really good woohoo!

    So I promise, Seale will be fine with Ron, really! it is true! !