HP Dear Miss Freak

    "Will you join the Order of the Phoenix?"

    "What are you doing here?" Dora patted Sylvia on the shoulder and bypassed her to block the way to the kitchen, "Don't you want to eavesdrop again?"

    "No, no, we girls are just walking and chatting." Sylvia hugged Ginny next to her and said cheerfully, "If I wanted to eavesdrop, I wouldn't be standing like this. Conspicuous place."

    "I think you want to recommend yourself when Dumbledore comes out?" Dora pierced through her thoughts at a glance.

    "You're wrong, I'm looking for Moody's recommendation." Sylvia is telling the truth, Moody is the one who admires her more than Dumbledore, especially This is even more so after all the changes in the previous year. After all, no girl dared to point her wand at Moody, even though she was pointing at Barty Jr.

    "Very well, I'll keep you from touching Mad-Eye." Dora raised her eyebrows and turned around as she walked towards the kitchen, "I'd better advise you first, don't Any more telescopic ears are useless."

    "What did you do?" Ginny asked bluntly.

    "It's not me, it's your mother." Dora winked at Ginny, "Mrs. Molly cast an anti-disturbance spell on the kitchen door. Believe it or not?"

    "What if I don't believe it?" Ginny pursed her little mouth.

    "Just try, throw something on the door, if something doesn't touch the door, it means you've cast an anti-jamming spell." Dora laughed and walked towards the kitchen, almost falling There was a big somersault, but then she took a step back and walked triumphantly into their meeting room.

    "What should I do?" Ginny looked at Sylvia.

    Sylvia didn't say anything, just took a big **** egg out of Ginny's pocket. And Ginny took the **** and ran up the stairs where they usually lay in ambush, slamming the door hard. Not surprisingly, the dung egg avoided the door and flew elsewhere.

    "Hey! It's fun!" Sylvia didn't know why she was suddenly interested, and took out a few quick-acting skipping candies from her pocket and threw them on the door. Watching those candies bounced off by a strange wall of air was inexplicably decompressing.

    "Oh! My esteemed lady! What are you doing?" Kreacher, who came out of the living room, was hit by a nosebleed nougat on the forehead.

    "Sorry, Kreacher." Sylvia was clearly enjoying it, "Are you playing?"

    "Oh, Searle, I think you have to take it easy." Ginny was lying on the stairs and smiled at this girl who was much older than her but more like a little girl than her.

    "Hey! It's amazing!" Sylvia squinted to study the principle of the spell, "The thing thrown up is like being caught by a force and thrown out!"

    "You don't mean to—" Before Ginny finished speaking, she was frightened by Sylvia's retreating run-up and gasped.

    Sylvia was prepared to be bounced off and take off before she sprinted, but she didn't expect the door to open suddenly, and a figure reacted almost immediately and took her into her arms.

    "Little little Sirius." Sylvia was hugged by her uncle in a strange posture, and at this time she could only show an embarrassed but polite smile.

    "What are you doing?" Sirius was obviously frightened, "You think about breaking in?"

    "No, no, I'm just researching this anti-jamming spell." Sylvia pulled away with a smile, "It feels very effective and practical."

    "Then let's go." After Moody and Sirius nodded, they led a group of members of the Order of the Phoenix out.

    "Am I smart?" Dora was still smugly taking credit to Remus, "I sent them a letter through the Muggle post saying they won the Best Suburban Lawn in England. Qualified in the competition.”

    "Are you going to ask them where they are going?" Sirius asked aloud, looking at Sylvia and looking at the back of the group of people in a trance.

    "Why don't you go?" Sylvia asked differently.

    "I have to go out to do errands later." Sirius's eyes gestured to the room a little, "They are going to pick up Harry."

    Sylvia found the old professor in the room, smiled and nodded, then looked at Sirius: "Then I wish you all the best, can I go?" She smiled ingratiatingly , waved his wand and put the candy scattered on the ground back into his pocket.

    "Why don't you continue your research? You won't be killed!" Sirius beat her to death, and seemed a little surprised because the girl didn't get to the bottom of it and didn't fight to go, "You Knowing that you just ran over like that, you have to at least fly to the gate!"

    "Really? Then I have to learn from Aunt Molly! Use it on my room door!" Sylvia's eyes were shining.

    "Why are you learning this? Who?"

    "That can't be, is it against you?"

    Sylvia ran away before she finished speaking, but she suddenly heard a calm voice calling her name kindly, then turned around and ran back.

    "Professor Dumbledore? Are you looking for me?" Sylvia asked flattered while standing by the door.

    "I have an idea to see if you are willing to help." Dumbledore smiled and stroked his long beard.

    "Of course!" Sylvia almost jumped up in excitement. She completely ignored Sirius and whispered on the side: "I know you want to help, so you said something nice to Dumbledore, thank me, who is the one who loves you the most?"

    "You and Beauxbatons' Norman Calvin are friends? Right?" Dumbledore beckoned Sylvia to walk over, "Oh! Don't blame me for an old man gossiping about the students My friend! I just happened to meet him one day and chat a few words."

    "Norman? Professor, are you looking for him?" Sylvia trotted across to Dumbledore and sat down, her eyes glowing, "Is it urgent? Do you need me to go right away?"

    "So, you can find him?" Dumbledore was obviously surprised.

    "He gave me an address," Sylvia explained. "He usually works in St. Mungo's."

    "Leave an address? Why give you an address?" Sirius on the side immediately caught his point.

    "I want to—invite him to join the Order of the Phoenix." Dumbledore's words echoed loudly in Sylvia's ears. He waved Sirius away and closed the door.

    "So...you want me to persuade?" Sylvia whispered.

    "Norman told me that when he signed up for the Goblet of Fire, he handed in a blank sheet of paper." Dumbledore laughed as if remembering something interesting, "and why did he fight for it? During the year I came to Hogwarts, I wanted to find Mrs Pince for the loan records."

    "What! He turned out to be for the Hogwarts collection?" Sylvia's eyes widened, "Yeah, he also learned a lot of spells from me..."

      They are all very good, very popular, and very likable. But she refused to participate in various projects and cadre selections. She was also surprised that Norman would offer to participate in the Triwizard Tournament. She recommended Norman from the beginning, but this boy It was rejected, and I don’t know why I suddenly changed my mind.”

    "I understand that the Order of the Phoenix needs more power." Sylvia nodded repeatedly.

    And Norman is at St Mungo's again! Isn't the Order of the Phoenix really short of dads?

    "More than that, when I talked to him, I found that he would agree with my approach." Dumbledore's mirror was reflected, but the next words made Sylvia real I couldn't see the look in his eyes, "He also told me what you think about many things that people almost don't talk about. So he appreciates you and agrees with you very much, so I think you can go to him. "

    "He heard it!" Sylvia almost fell off her chair, "Sly guy! How could he tell...but professor, you've already read my wicked papers ." She manually added double quotes when she spoke of the rebellion.

    "He said he heard it more than once."

    "What?"

    Sylvia rubbed her head in a panic, didn't she notice that there was another person by the black lake when she mentioned it to Leoni for the first time? So he was able to accurately find himself before the dance, was that the tracking spell he used at that time?

    "Norman's Disillusionment Charm is excellent." Dumbledore gave a good reason, "Searle, I need you to do this for me."

    "I will definitely complete the task." Sylvia stood up, her eyes firm as a soldier taking orders.

    "Miss Sylvia?"

    "You overheard me! More than once!"

    Sylvia kicked the smiling guy in front of him and wanted to punch him. "You just listened to it, and went to talk to Professor Dumbledore? Is there anyone who backstabbed a teammate like you? Is there anyone who did this to Erwuzi?" She stood in the fireplace like this, her arms folded and her face on her face. looked at him unhappily.

    "I'm sorry." Norman bowed his head slightly, as if to express his apology, "Come out of the fireplace, let's talk slowly about anything."

    This good-looking young boy seems to have just returned home from work. He took off his robe, the collar of his shirt was opened, and the hair on his forehead fell casually, looking extremely lazy and even more seductive. Sylvia couldn't help but glance where she shouldn't, only to notice that under his neckline, in addition to the seductive and criminal collarbone, there was also a string of necklace, and the pendant was half-covered by the shirt. . Norman seemed to notice her gaze and buttoned up.

    "I didn't even think of the Illusory Body Charm." Sylvia hurriedly retracted her gaze, stepped out of the fireplace depressedly, and sat down on the armchair, "It's very uncomfortable to say anything after this. ?"

    "I know some spells that can detect whether there are people nearby from various aspects." Norman said lightly, "But you are really not careful enough, how can you not think of such a simple spell as the Disillusionment Charm? Woolen cloth?"

    "Who has nothing to do with the Disillusionment Charm at school?" Sylvia snorted in disbelief, "And... who said it was easy?"

    "You won't?" Norman handed her a cup of tea.

    "It's very difficult." Sylvia rolled her eyes, "I don't know why there are some spells I just can't learn."

    "You're already very good, Miss Sylvia." Norman laughed, "I dare say that not many people can resist your attack."

    "Let's get down to business, do you support my opinion?" Sylvia just held the teacup in her hand, "You also heard Dumbledore say it at the end of the term banquet. There will be a big change soon, are you willing to fight for a longer-term peace?"

    "You mean the return of the mysterious man?" Norman gently scratched the cup with the lid in one hand, "Have you ever wondered why I chose to stay in the UK at this juncture? "

    "You've wanted to..."

    "You never thought I might be a Death Eater?"

    "You are not."

    Sylvia admitted that she seemed to stop breathing when she heard the words, and even shook her hands and almost lost her teacup.

    "How do you know I'm not?" Norman pretended to fold up the cuffs of his shirt, as if there was some mark hidden on his forearm, "How do you know me and Dumbledore Isn't chatting and leaving a note for you to lure you in?"

    "You're not a Death Eater." Sylvia calmed down completely. A lot of things would have been different if a character as low-key and brilliant as Norman was playing for Voldemort. And if it was her appearance that changed Norman's horoscope, she would never go to the Death Eaters.

    "You see me now as a very cunning fellow, don't you?" Norman squinted.

    "We need cunning people." Sylvia took a deep breath and extended the olive branch again.

    "I'm definitely not a Death Eater." Norman took a sip of tea and said slowly, "I'm surprised by your calmness."

    "Oh please don't tease me! I want to join Dumbledore's camp because of my age! It's really a drought, a drought and a flood!" Sylvia's whole body They all relaxed, "At least don't let my first mission end in failure, okay?"

    "You said that for the greater good, that's what great men can do. We are all ordinary people, we just want to live." Norman moved out what she said earlier.

    "Norman, since you know the status quo and are willing to stay, you are not afraid of being involved in the war." Sylvia said sternly, "We all want to live, but someone has to pay for peace. "

    "Yeah, those great people." Norman put down the cup and walked over to Sylvia and held out his hand, "Sylvia Tonks, I just want to be one Great man."

    "Are you willing to join?" Sylvia stood up happily and took his hand.

    "I used to think about avoiding it." Norman smiled and retracted his hand, "But like you, I admire all those who can do what I can't. But there are Not at all." He said, turning around and sitting back in his armchair: "I don't really like letting this admiration happen."

    "You talked to Dumbledore and left me a note so that we personally invited you to join the Order of the Phoenix?" Sylvia said, "The Order of the Phoenix was created by Dumbledore A secret society of warriors who fought against Voldemort."

    "Order of the Phoenix—" Norman stared at her, a little surprised when she heard her call the mysterious man by his first name, "It sounds good."

    "On behalf of Dumbledore, I sincerely invite you." Sylvia came to him and extended her hand again, "Would you like to join the Order of the Phoenix?"

    "My pleasure." Norman smiled and held her hand, but it didn't seem to be the same as he expected, "I thought you would Apparate me directly to your territory. ."

    "I..." Sylvia laughed awkwardly, "I'm nervous every time I Apparate, and I barely pass the exam. To avoid accidents, let's go to the Floo Internet Cafe?"

    "But I don't have Floo fans here." Norman's face was clearly full of ridicule, and at this moment, he no longer doubted his blood relationship with Hoddle, " To be honest, Miss Sylvia, if you are not familiar with it, you should practice more."

    "No Floo powder? Why not buy some?"

    "Why should I Apparate and spend money?"

    "Then let's take the knight bus? You must have never taken it, right?"

    “…”

    Sylvia knew what she was inviting Master Calvin to do, but he gladly accepted.

    "I didn't expect you to be bad at Apparition," Norman said incredulously as he walked down the stairs.

    "God! Don't you think it's scary? Concentrate on sending yourself to another place! I'm always worried about missing arms and legs!" Sylvia whispered, "But if you go to some familiar places, there is no problem at all. But it's really hard for me to use it proficiently in normal times."

    "Is it harder than you learn potions?"

    "Potion is even more difficult! But potions usually have a chance to practice! You can't Apparate in Hogwarts!" Sylvia rolled her eyes, "I usually start from the first floor at home. It's easy to get to the attic, to my uncle's house, to Fred's house. But what about the rest of the world? Who will save me if something goes wrong..."

    Sylvia lowered the volume, she heard someone coming upstairs.

    "Wizards live in this apartment." Norman gave her a reassuring answer, "Hoddle told me before that a lot of workaholics from the Ministry of Magic would gather here. It's all dilapidated buildings, and Muggles certainly won't be interested. Over time, it's been occupied by wizards."

    "Ministry of Magic..." Sylvia saw the visitor and thought, "Percy!"

    Percy was the one who was most surprised, he pushed up his glasses to make himself seem as steady as he was, "Why are you here?" He didn't want anyone to know his exact address .

    "You walk back from get off work?" Sylvia said in disbelief.

    "You know what?" Percy frowned. "You know how many places I run a day as Assistant Minister? How exhausting is it to use magic for a long time?"

    “Within 100 meters to the left, you will enter the red phone box of the Ministry of Magic.” Norman reminded kindly, “This is why so many wizards from the Ministry of Magic choose to be here.”

    "You go out alone with boys, Fred knows?" Percy let out a smile.

    "It's better than I expected, you can still make fun of me." Sylvia laughed, but Percy just walked around her. Sylvia waved her wand and raised a soundproof wall of air before shouting, "Hey! Percy! Join the Order of the Phoenix!"

    "You're crazy!" Percy stopped and glared at her.

    "We need you! We need you so much!" Sylvia felt that it was better to come early than coincidence, "We need your brains and your talents! You know what you can bring to the Order of the Phoenix. What a benefit!"

    "You need my place at the Ministry." Percy looked disgusted. "You want an eyeliner at the Ministry, staring at Fudge."

    "He's really smart." Norman couldn't help but admire.

    "Don't bother me again." Percy glanced at them and turned away.

    "We welcome you back anytime!" Sylvia shouted at his back, "Aunt Molly and Uncle Arthur miss you very much! Your brothers and sisters are very Missing you! We all miss you! Come back! Percy!"

    "He's gone." Norman shrugged.

    "Yeah..." Sylvia sighed, "Go away."

    Percy goes further and further.

    "Interesting, if only France had knight buses."

    Norman unexpectedly likes the Knight Bus. One of the reasons Sylvia discovered why Norman and the twins got along better was that he had a much more interesting personality than Hoddle.

      She drew her wand and knocked on the door, which creaked open with a loud banging of metal.

    "Do you need an Unbreakable Curse?" The moment Norman stepped into the house, he looked at the mysterious Black's ancestral home, "You trust me that much?"

    "Be careful, I will tell Professor Dumbledore your cunning side intact." Sylvia closed the door and threatened with a wand against his chin.

    "Yo, are you back?"

    Fred came out of the living room when he heard the movement, leaning against the wall and yawning long. "Long time no see, Norman." He just waved lazily, "Nice to meet you."

    "Nice to meet you, Fred." Norman looked at Sylvia's expression, then looked at the red-haired boy, and nodded politely.

    "Where's Harry? Are you here yet?" Sylvia looked at the direction upstairs subconsciously.

    "Look what time is it, my dear Bunny. He's already there." Fred stepped forward and took Sylvia's shoulders and pulled her towards him. "I didn't expect it to take you so long."

    "Sounds like you're blaming me?" Norman smiled quite nicely.

    "I also met Percy, and I pestered him for a while." Sylvia obviously heard Fred groan when he said the name.

    "Okay, I heard Dumbledore called you to run errands. You must have a lot to say to Harry, let's go." Fred said to Sylvia After finishing, he turned his head to look at Norman, "Go straight and knock on the kitchen door, they are all waiting for you inside."

    Norman watched as Fred and Sylvia walked up the stairs and slowly walked towards the meeting room of the Order of the Phoenix.

    The author has something to say:

& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; again to the familiar part of the middle and lower time hahahahaha, this shows that there is too much content of the phoenix! !

    Welcome to Norman of the Order of the Phoenix, Norman's story will be told slowly, he is definitely not simple, friends, otherwise I would be willing to give him such a good-looking skin? Hahahahahaha! Xiao Huo and Norman's side story was written some time after the chapter was written. These two brothers will be crucial in the subsequent episodes.

    I always wanted to say that the fact that the Order of the Phoenix has no milk is very obvious! Everyone is an output! The logistics staff will make up for it directly!

     Regarding Percy, I feel my position is understandable but unacceptable. I like to write about him because every member of the Weasley family has a wonderful setting. I would also like to write a Percy story if I get the chance.

    This November, all kinds of ddls, I hope I can catch up with them all.

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 32 bottles of dove nine; 20 bottles of deer with leaves;

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