HP Dear Miss Freak

    “Not worthy of being a student leader? You deserve it! You deserve it!”

    Sylvia didn't want to see the scar on the back of her hand, she covered it with a little trick of disguise Mags.

    All the professors disagreed with the replacement of the female student chair, so Umbridge ordered Sylvia to be locked up for a long time after angrily shouting that everyone should stop spreading rumors about Voldemort Confinement of time.

    Sylvia guessed it would be a boring year, but it turned out to be more boring than she expected.

    "You shouldn't allow Fred and George to try their products on freshmen." Sylvia remembered being caught by Hermione as soon as she entered the common room that day.

    "What's wrong?" Sylvia sighed and asked while looking at the peaceful look of the lounge.

    "What's wrong? This could be dangerous!"

    "There will be no danger, my dear Min."

    "Yeah yeah, they don't listen to my advice at all because you think it's okay." Hermione stared at Sylvia with her arms crossed.

    I didn't expect such a rebellious variable because of my appearance? Sylvia sighed again.

    "But it looks like you've solved it?" Sylvia asked tentatively.

    "They went back to the dorm after finishing their experiments here." Hermione said angrily, "I told them I was going to write to their mother, do you know what Fred said? ? Do you think my mom likes you more or my Bunny?"

    "Ah... can I promise you? Any problems are my responsibility." Sylvia rubbed her temples.

    "You can't! You're the student president! You're blatantly covering them up!"

    "You can do it, Hermione." Sylvia sighed again, "I just came out of Umbridge, can you check the time? My devil The medicine paper hasn't been written yet!"

    "So you're not going to take care of this?" Hermione's eyes widened as if they were about to pop out.

    "From what I know about them, even if they compromise on the surface, they will do it in private." Sylvia glanced at Ron and Harry next to them. They all cast pity on her.

    "I can't believe it!"

    "Hermione, their tricks are not as simple as you think. Those little things that seem inconspicuous now will make a big difference in the future." Sylvia said bitterly, "You must I will feel how they are so talented."

    "Yeah, making money is great." Hermione snorted, turned and left.

    "I see, I'll go and tell them." Sylvia didn't know how much she sighed.

    "Hi-!"

    Sylvia hadn't overturned the cauldron in Potions class for a long time, and it was a pot of potions that had just been prepared. Not because she'd just been distracted by the argument with Hermione, or because she had finally tried to persuade the twins to keep their heads down.

    It was the scar on the back of the hand that suddenly stinged.

    "Do you want the examiner to see your joke or my joke?" Snape said behind her, watching her use his wand to clean up the mess, "The paper is in a mess, and it's been seven years. , I don't expect you to learn anything."

    Then you don't expect to say this sentence many times? You are in early menopause!

    "I'm sorry, Professor." Sylvia sighed again when she heard another five points from Gryffindor.

    "What's the matter with you?" Robert frowned at her.

    "You go back first." Sylvia shook her head, "I have something to do with Snape."

    "I advise you to say anything now." Snape turned sharply to look at Sylvia, "I don't have time to waste on you."

    "I want to ask you to give me some juice from the tentacles of the Mortra rat." Sylvia glanced at the crowd who walked out of the classroom one after another, and said with a smiley face.

    "What do you want this for?"

    It was not only Snape who raised this question, but also Cedric and Rebecca, and Robert who had not left.

    "Why should I give it to you?" Snape raised his eyebrows, "How dare you dare to ask for my warehouse."

    "I'm afraid you need to prepare more this year." Sylvia shook her head, "For the students, good professor."

    When "I'm not fit to be a student council president" gradually appeared on the back of Sylvia's hand, the young students all gasped.

    "Obviously." Snape seemed to find this remark quite pertinent.

    "I still have three days of confinement." Sylvia put the scar under Snape's big nose, "Umbridge said to get these words completely carved in! "

    "Because of the last time?" Cedric covered his mouth and said in disbelief, "She is corporal punishment!"

    "I know this is corporal punishment." Sylvia waved her hand, "If she uses it on me, she will use it on other students, so Professor Snape, give me some, Please, I'm dying of pain."

    "You came to me because Umbridge wouldn't think I'd give it to you?" Snape sneered again and turned to his warehouse, "You're nothing more than nothing. Didn't even learn that your stupid head can think of the juice from the tentacles of the Mortra rat."

    Fortunately, my stupid brain can't read, but it is still very useful to memorize the original.

    "Why did Professor Snape say that?" Rebecca passed Sylvia's hand carefully.

    "This punishment is to see how long I can be tough! Umbridge wants to see me bowing my head and admitting my mistake. If I seek treatment, I will admit defeat!" Sylvia shrugged. , "I won't admit I was wrong, but I can't stand it anymore, so I came here in a foolish way. She won't come to inquire whether the professor who didn't save me helped me."

    "How dare she do this?" Robert asked. "We have so many ways of punishing, how can she make an assertion?"

    "She is the staff of the Ministry of Magic, how dare you say she dares? She is not afraid of the pressure of the school, which shows that Professor Dumbledore's own situation is not easy." Sylvia Shaking his head, "If this adds to the useless arguments, doesn't it make it even more apparent that Dumbledore just wants to fight against the Ministry of Magic. You see, she's all about benefiting."

    "So let her do things like this?" Robert actually punched the table.

    "So you understand?" Sylvia said sternly, "Especially you, Seid. It's fine if one of the two student leaders disobeys her. I will tell everyone in the next sub-regulatory meeting. , must act strictly in accordance with the school rules, and can no longer be caught in any way. The dereliction of duty by the student leaders will only be criticized by the Ministry of Magic for the mismanagement of the school."

    "That's what you thought, that's why you told me to stop talking." Cedric looked very angry, "You can't carry it by yourself, and I can't watch you like this."

    "I'm different." Sylvia raised her voice, "I was also in the maze, I watched Harry being taken away, I watched Krum under the Imperius Curse . If I say that Voldemort is not back, how many people will believe it? How about you?"

    "I believe in Dumbledore." Rebecca nodded.

    "Me too." Cedric raised his hand.

    "Searle, we are definitely on the side." Robert pushed his glasses, "but you can't hide it from everyone."

    "Don't have a meeting in my classroom, prefects." Snape came back with a vial of liquid in his hand. "Take it and get out."

    "Thank you! Professor Snape!" Sylvia jumped to Snape, took the small bottle and ran out.

    "I still don't agree." Cedric stopped Sylvia after walking out of the classroom, "You can't fight against Umbridge any more, you should be more restrained, if there is any problem, I will go with it. She talks."

    "Look at this." Sylvia sighed comfortably after smearing the juice on the back of her hand, "I'm already like this, haven't you grown your eyes yet? We can't perish together!"

    "Be prepared, I won't hide it from you." Robert said mercilessly.

    "What are you going to do? Tell Fred?" Sylvia grabbed him, "And then? After watching Fred make trouble, engrave this? Let the two of us have The same scars? It's romantic, isn't it?"

    "No matter what you say, I won't hide it from everyone."

    "Hey! Why are you so stubborn!"

    "You just wait for everyone to take turns scolding you." After saying goodbye to the two little badgers, Robert and Sylvia continued to walk up.

    "I have a reason."

    "That's great, let's go and explain to everyone."

    "I... I haven't made up my mind." Sylvia said deflatedly while waiting for the stairs to change positions, "I'm so annoying, there are so many things to think about, I have to do one Solve it one by one.”

    I still don't know what to get involved in and what to let go. I still don't know how to fight Umbridge, I don't know how to help Dumbledore.

    "Why didn't you say it? No one said you had to do it alone." Robert stepped forward when the stairs stopped.

    There are many things that I can only do by myself.

    "You are the stubborn." Robert glanced back at her, said the password in front of the fat lady, and walked in.

    "Some things are complicated, Rob." Sylvia muttered.

    "Are they all there? Friends." As soon as Robert entered the common room, his eyes were fixed on their friends, "Great, come to our dormitory, Searle has something to say."

    "I..." Sylvia hesitated, watching her roommates respond to the call to go to the men's dormitory, and followed.

    "What do you want to say?" Kenneth followed with his guitar, he was obviously a little dissatisfied with the sudden termination of practice.

    "Are you going to take us for a regular meeting?" Patricia followed her in a good mood.

    "Why is it that I'm the leader of the students, but I'm always overwhelmed by these prefects." Sylvia couldn't help complaining, she now felt that Percy looked at how to be an excellent student council president. Books like this might be really useful.

    "Reflect on it—" Angelina smiled and rubbed her head.

    "Hey! Why are you all here?"

    "Come and see our tricks? Everyone's friends give you a discount."

    Fred and George poked their heads from behind a pile of parchment full of orders.

    "Sit down, everyone." Kenneth asked everyone to sit down as he sat down.

    "Is it possible to double the salary as a friend as an experimenter?" Arya sat down on the carpet.

    "What a joke, Arya." Li was lying on his bed, "When will we get paid for the experiments we do?"

    "So what is Sill going to say?" Emily brought the subject back, and Robert smiled contentedly.

    Damn couple.

    Sylvia tutted softly in her heart, not malicious, but couldn't help but tut.

    "We've been very low-key!" Fred and George suddenly said in unison.

    "It's not about you finding someone to test." Sylvia waved her hand irritably.

    "What are you talking about?" Fred frowned immediately, realizing that something was wrong.

    "This turning point is too blunt-" Sylvia sighed and glanced at Robert, and the spectacled boy just reached out to her to start her speech.

    "Okay, okay, I got it." Sylvia stretched out the back of her right hand, removed her little charm, and exposed the scary scar to everyone.

     "How did you do it?" Fred suddenly got up and came to Sylvia's side, "Who did it?"

    "Remember Searle's wonderful speech in class last time?" Robert replied for her, "Umbridge gave her the punishment."

    "She has a special pen, and when she writes on paper, it will be engraved on her hand. She said it will not be finished until it is firmly engraved on my hand." Sylvia shrugged .

    "You go to the confinement every day to go..." Fred was at a loss for words, "Are you stupid?"

    "What's the engraving?" Emily leaned over to take a closer look, "Merlin, I dare say that fortunately this year's student leader is you. We don't know how many days we have to replace it with some idiots. sad."

    "How can there be such a stupid girl as you?" Angelina's eyes widened, "I heard that Harry is going to be locked up, shouldn't it be...why didn't you tell us?"

    "You better have a reason." George didn't look good either.

    "What's the reason? You're stupid!" Fred patted Sylvia's head, "Is it wrong again?"

    "Listen to me." Sylvia was surprised that Fred didn't rush out immediately, "Umbridge just wanted to kill a hundred people, she just wanted everyone to see the spread of Voldemort's return. What will happen to the news? If you say it, you will be punished. Gradually, no one dares to say it. Some people who originally believed may even lie because of fear. She is playing this trick! Of course I try not to let everyone Know."

    "But you know we're all on the same side." Lee frowned.

    "So it's not enough for me to try my own way?" Sylvia clicked, "Umbridge is not a good stubborn, and she dares to corporally punish students with impunity shows that the Ministry of Magic is very interested in Hogwarts. The controls are more severe than we expected."

    "Why not report Dumbledore?" Emily looked at Sylvia.

    "I said it." Sylvia lowered her eyes.

    "You said it?" This seems to be different from what the group of friends expected.

    "Of course I reported to Professor McGonagall, and I also reported to Professor Dumbledore, I should have done the same." Sylvia sighed, "Because they also It's hard to do, that's why I know how serious it is. Of course, just because I let them know doesn't mean I want them to blame me. It's just necessary to let Professor Dumbledore know how far things have gotten."

    Sylvia knew that Harry would not speak. She didn't know if she was right or wrong. But she believed in Dumbledore, she believed he would find the most suitable solution to this year's troubles.

    "So, why didn't you tell us?" George asked. "Don't we need to know how far things are going?"

    "As if you dare to imagine? We've known each other for so many years, can you imagine me walking into the lounge and saying 'Umbridge physically punished me, it hurts sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! #039;Is that so?" Sylvia sneered, "Don't talk about me, you won't do it either! It's just that it's my turn, and you all have a united front."

    "Okay, then why didn't you tell me?" Fred raised his chin, as if he wouldn't let her go if he didn't get a proper explanation today.

    "Because, because..." Sylvia glanced at him and muttered, "Because it's so ugly..."

    The author has something to say:

    I know everyone wants to see Sear rip Umbridge, but it does have to be realistic, but I promise it's been an exciting year! You can see the title of this year's volume hahahahaha

    In any case, Voldemort's resurrection will become tense and dangerous. But I promise we're still jolly supremacists, and the cookies won't stop!

    I really hate Umbridge, I even hate her for the whole series! I can see more or less different colors on the others, but this woman is damn! She dares to tattoo Harry's hand, I will kill her! ! Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021-12-0122:54:35~2021-12-0419:41:20~

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Yuemijindu;

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