HP Dear Miss Freak

    "Why do you think I joined the Order of the Phoenix?"

    "Are you coming to work? Are you okay?" Andy gave a smile to Sylvia who had just stepped into the office. He knew how bad this little girl was.

    "Are you okay?" Sylvia frowned, "What's wrong with your head?"

    There are not many Aurors in the office at this time, Jasmine is using a spell to stop the bleeding on Andy's forehead.

    "Accidentally attacked." Andy shrugged.

    "Several guys are waiting for him in ambush near his house." Jasmine added, "Andy has captured a lot of Death Eaters."

    "They probably didn't expect that they didn't kill me." Andy sneered, "I have added a layer of Faithful Loyalty to my house, and no one will want to find it again. It's been a few days."

    The girl's heart skipped a beat.

    "So when you let me train myself, you went to catch the dark wizard?" Sylvia had an inexplicable fear, but she turned her attention.

    "Why do you think my performance is so good?" Andy snorted triumphantly.

    "And aren't you on vacation today?" Sylvia said, pulling up a chair and sitting beside him, "You look like you saved your life, uncle."

    "You are also on vacation, didn't you come too?" Andy smiled, "Besides, what you said is the key! If I appear in front of my wife and children with such a head Shouldn't you scare them to death?"

    "I can't stop it." Jasmine patted the table irritably, "The wound keeps getting bigger. It seems like it's poisoned or like... I don't know."

    "Who knows what black magic this is." Andy rolled his eyes.

    "Come on, I'll take you to St. Mungo." Sylvia patted him on the shoulder.

    "I'll go by myself." Andy said, staggering to his feet, and dazedly sat down again.

    "You may not know what you look like now." Sylvia helped him stand up again and slowly walked out, "Hey! Your wound looks like it's corroded Oh! Merlin! You have been splashed with sulfuric acid!"

    "I don't know what you're talking about." Andy's wand pointed to his wound, chanting various healing spells, all of which seemed to be useless.

    "Sorry, I don't know anything about healing." Sylvia sighed, "Can you Apparate?"

    "If you can't, you can just bury me. I shouldn't be able to get us to St. Mungo's." Andy narrowed his eyes.

    "Speak less." Sylvia rolled her eyes. Upon stepping out of the Ministry of Magic, Apparate to St Mungo's.

    "Sill." After entering St Mungo's, Andy grabbed Sylvia's sleeve, "Hide your house, I remember your father is a Muggle Born."

    Sylvia glared as she handed him over to the therapist.

    "You are an Auror, and your sister is also an Auror." Andy gestured to the therapist, turned his head and finished speaking, "You should not think that this is a kind of Guaranteed?"

    This is a red flag.

    Sylvia swallowed her saliva, nodded to Andy, and slowly turned away after watching him being taken away.

    Ambush?

    Sylvia took a deep breath.

    And...my father...

    Sylvia sucked in a breath.

    Just as the young Auror walked out of the window, she saw a strange light flashing in the side alley. After a little hesitation, she pulled out her wand and rushed over.

    Just as Sylvia arrived at the intersection, a figure at the end of the alley came straight towards her, and she dodged, a stun spell stunned the guy in front of her , and another armor spell to block the crackling explosion spell, and then threw out the speed lock to tie the two black cloaks in front of them together.

    "Searle?"

    "Norman?"

    Sylvia stared at Norman, who was lying at her feet, unable to move, and then looked at a trembling figure at the end of the alley. He was standing there just now. beside. The last gaze fell on the two dark wizards who were bound by him, and they disarmed one by one.

    These dark wizards are really not low-key at all, they look like dark wizards when they dress up.

    "There's one more!" Norman shouted as if with all his strength, and Sylvia immediately swept the entire alley with a speeding figure.

    Damn! Did you use the phantom body spell in a mess? And used a deadlock on Norman?

    "It's too late." The Death Eater was not annoyed when he was found, the tip of his wand was aimed at the Dark Mark, "That little white face just called you Cyr? Go away, you big fish—"

    "Run!" Sylvia gave Norman a curse to stop, and the moment she turned around, a curse hit her chest.

    Norman grabbed the wand that had fallen on the side and rushed to Sylvia at the moment of resuming action. A green light struck, and the two of them retreated to both sides at the same time.

    "Look who this is?"

    The familiar voice sounded, and Sylvia just raised her head in a humming and saw the Death Eater she least wanted to see.

    Barty Crouch Jr.

    "Resolve that wizard." Barty Jr. gestured to the two Death Eaters beside him, "That woman, I want to kill myself."

    Bah.

    Sylvia stood up. She didn't know what spell was in her either. After a cough, she could feel the smell of blood in her mouth.

    "Don't think about it." Norman swung his wand, and one of the Death Eaters smashed straight into the brick wall in that direction, bleeding on the spot. And Sylvia's Lisong released the curse to solve the other Death Eater who was about to cast the curse. With a backhand wave, the guy who tipped the news was suspended in the air.

    "I really can't underestimate you, can I?"

     And little Barty went around behind Sylvia at some point, tucked her hair, and poked her wand on her neck.

    Bang, a spell thrown by Norman made Barty let go a little. Sylvia slammed back the bridge of Barty's nose with a head hammer. The sudden pain made his hand crooked involuntarily, and a curse flew into the sky.

    Norman seized the opportunity again, a stun spell knocked Barty back dozens of steps and supported Sylvia. The little Barty's fingernails were bruised with blood. But when Barty Jr. showed an arrogant smile, he suddenly let go, grabbed his neck, and took a few steps back tremblingly.

    Sylvia then noticed that Norman's wand was pointing at Barty Jr.

    "Run..." Sylvia shook her head at Norman, gritted her teeth and spat out a word.

    Norman didn't plan to run by himself.

    Little Barty is indeed a horror. He quickly broke free of the curse, and the moment his wand was pointed at Norman again, Sylvia quickly pushed the boy beside him away, and she also dodged to the other side.

    What Little Barty said in his mouth was Avada Suoming.

    Sylvia slammed her eyes shut and opened them quickly, took off her robe and threw it on the ground, and slowly uttered a strange spell in her mouth—

    Norman seemed to understand what it was at that moment, and as soon as he took off his robe and threw it in front of Sylvia, the new flame gradually rose, swallowing the two robes at the same time He also swallowed the new spell thrown by Barty Jr.

    "Fierce?" Barty's eyes showed a very excited look, "Do you Aurors use black magic yourself?" He laughed, like a madman, almost crazy He threw more spells into the slowly forming fiery fire.

    A Death Eater screamed by fire. He sprinted forward, and an Apparition fled in a hurry.

    Sylvia's wand has not been put down, she is mobilizing all her attention, not letting Li Huo get out of control, and not letting Barty successfully release the curse.

    "Come on!" the Death Eater who tipped off shouted in horror. The fierce fire in his eyes is no different because he is hanging upside down, because the fire is constantly rising.

    "Let's go, Tonks." Barty grinned, reaching out to try to touch the fire, but quickly jumped back several steps, "You are really getting more and more capable. ."

    "Next time I'll kill you."

    He left with excitement and hatred in his eyes. He seemed to have forgotten to take the other two surviving Death Eaters with him. However, the guy who reported the message got the unlocking spell and quickly disapparated away.

    Another useless guy was also taken away.

    "Fierce fire?" Before Norman came out of the shock, the girl who shocked him had put down all his guards and sat on the ground, and he was relieved.

    "Fuck..." the girl cursed.

    Fuck, I almost died!

    She knew that her fierce fire was just like that, not enough to have amazing lethality, but fortunately, the momentum was good and she bluffed.

    "Who is that person?" Sylvia calmed down and looked at the guy who had been shrinking in the corner, "You were protecting him from the beginning, right?"

    "That's a..." Norman crouched beside Sylvia, "Death Eaters..."

    The young Miss Auror stood up quickly, and Norman pressed the wand back up.

    "Don't kill him."

    "You were attacked because you were protecting a Death Eater? You were protecting a Death Eater?!"

    Sylvia pulled her hand hard.

    "I can explain," Norman said hastily. "Trust me, please..."

    "...Okay, then you explain." Sylvia looked at the immobile figure in the corner and looked at Norman vigilantly.

    "Let me see your injury first." The good-looking boy lowered his eyes.

    "You explain to me first!" Sylvia jerked him away, pointing her wand at the bridge of his nose.

    "He is a Death Eater. He was tortured to death by a mysterious man because he failed in his work. He fell in the wild and was discovered by unwitting passers-by and sent to St. Mungo's. I took over the patient directly." Mann's speech was fast, but his articulation was quite clear. "As soon as I noticed the Death Eater mark on his arm, I wanted to turn him over to the Order of the Phoenix. But he kept his breath and said, "Please save him," He never wanted to work for the Dark Lord." He looked distressed, "but he didn't have a choice or his family would be implicated. He wanted to run away, but he was taken away by the Death Eaters as soon as he was released from the hospital, I chased after him."

    "Are you crazy?" Sylvia stared.

    "I didn't expect it to turn out like this! You know there were only two Death Eaters!" Norman frowned, eyes full of apology.

    "I said you were crazy! Norman Calvin!" Sylvia raised her voice, "He's a Death Eater! Do you believe what he said?"

    "Don't you believe...that Death Eater?" Norman was referring to Draco.

    "I'm...you heard?" Sylvia clicked and put down her wand, "No...why! Do you know what you're doing? How did I not know you were this? Kind of a good person?"

    "I'm a healer, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and a great Legilimency master," Norman said.

    "...So what?" Sylvia seemed insane, "So you're sure he's telling the truth? Then what? Then you, the therapist, also part-time as a bodyguard. ?"

    "My mother was a Death Eater."

    "What?"

    Sylvia was stunned.

    "Hoddle didn't know about it, and I didn't know it too early...Will you help me keep it a secret?" No one else could hear the conversation, "My grandfather has only two daughters, my mother and Hoddle's mother. He was also one of Voldemort's earliest followers, and he lost his last name because of a dereliction of duty on a mission. Not only did the Shafiq family Having lost the patriarch, someone has to make up for it. My mother chose to join the Death Eaters because she was stronger to protect her mother and sister. After the first fall of the Dark Lord, she fled to France and married my father. Hoddle's mother went abroad to seek refuge because she knew how difficult the current situation was." He sighed, "You may not know that when Hoddle chose to stay, he had a big fight with my uncle and aunt. I didn't expect that. I was also scolded by you."

    Sylvia fell silent.

    "I'm telling you because you can understand, and you know some people have to, and you'll help them." Norman took a step forward, bringing them closer.

    "You told me that it was because I was caught and saved my life." Sylvia said angrily.

    "Why do you think I joined the Order of the Phoenix?" Norman said sternly.

     "What? You and your cousin are all because of me?" Sylvia sneered.

    "I didn't plan to come to England. The World Cup thing got to my mum and she fell ill overnight."

    “…”

    "And then I knew the truth. She was scared, I've never seen her like that. What a shrewd and conceited witch my mother was? There's absolutely no way to do this... So, I want to come to England." He explained, his eyes never felt lonely, "I can't learn so much about Death Eating in France as I did in Hogwarts. news. Especially my mom is crazy enough to try to lock me and my dad in the room and let us go nowhere.”

    "You went to the library to read books about that time, didn't you?" Sylvia also calmed down, "Leah said she knew you, so you often go to Sri Lanka Lytlin's face to inquire about news?"

    "I did everything I could to know as much as I could about the Dark Lord. My biggest concern was whether the Death Eaters were actually doing something, and that meant something to my mother. What effect." Norman shook his head slightly, "I not only overheard your conversations. Of course, the first overhearing shocked me, Miss Sylvia."

    "Because of what I said?"

    "Not really." Norman raised his eyebrows, "I thought you were really something special. But right after I talked to Dumbledore, the Death Eaters really After your comeback, I remembered what you said."

    "Then you chose to stay?" Sylvia frowned.

    "I got a letter from my dad saying that my mom was too sick to get out of bed... I threw my wand in a fit of rage, and a flame shot out, which reminded me of you." Norman said With a wave of the wand, a beautiful flame spewed out, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, which was the result of Sylvia's teaching, "I think of the speech you said of Grindelwald. I think of you saying Are you a half-breed, do you have to be called a bastard? Being looked down upon? I hate being told what I can’t do, and I hate being told what to do.” He snorted, “I thought at the time, why should I Go back? Why don't I resist? My mother has to be in dire straits for the sake of my family. And I have to hide in fear for the sake of my family? Why?"

    "..." The girl was silent again.

    Why?

    It seems like I gave you the answer.

    Sylvia tutted in her heart. How could these two cousins ​​be so inspired by her? Obviously everyone is so good, but let a guy like me wear such a high hat?

    Why are you hiding in Tibet?

    Because of lack of courage?

    Then why don't I just hide?

    She didn't even know why she had such a loneliness to walk so much before the gate of hell.

    And is that correct?

    Maybe it's just amazing? When Sylvia was talking about that, she never expected such a result. It seems that the big truths that are hyped up are easy to say, and even easy to change others, but difficult to say to yourself.

    Norman saved a Death Eater because of his experience and overflowing compassion, and almost killed Sylvia who came to the rescue in the name of justice.

    Then we are really half-hearted.

    "I went to work in St. Mungo's to see if there was a cure for my mother's illness, although I knew she was suffering from a heart condition... Recently my father wrote to say it was worse..." Norman He spoke softly, like a helpless child.

    "I'm sorry to hear this." Sylvia didn't know how to comfort.

    "That's it. That's my interpretation." Norman looked back at her.

    "I won't say it," Sylvia promised.

    "Can I now check if you're injured?" Norman sighed again.

    "I...I'm fine." Sylvia waved her hand.

    "What about Dumbledore?" Norman grabbed Sylvia's arm, and slowly checked her injuries where the wand swiped.

    "You were eavesdropping, weren't you?" she asked.

    "Yeah, because..." Norman seemed accustomed to this kind of behavior and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, "I also read some books about curses because of Hoddle. When I was in a meeting Just noticed Dumbledore's hand, although I don't know what could bring such a serious curse."

    "Since you've heard it all, then I don't need to say it again." Sylvia spat violently at the moment when Norman's wand pointed to her chest, and crimson blood spilled on the pebbles On the road, "Damn..."

    "This is a slow-acting poison, which has been cleaned up." Norman patted Sylvia on the back after spitting out black liquid, "If you have a way, I will There are natural magic stones."

    "What did you say?" Sylvia asked while coughing.

    Norman didn't say anything and pulled a necklace from his neckline. He chanted a spell in French, the cube pendant turned like a Rubik's cube and floated in front of the two of them. After it opened with a bang, a golden stone was suspended in the air.

    "How can you..." Sylvia even thought it was a hallucination caused by toxins, "You will... Norman, forgive my incoherence, it's just true..."

    "I'm sure it will save lives. It's our...how to say? Heirloom?" Norman said. Uncle is a good friend."

    "I...it's true..." Sylvia was still coughing.

    "I was hesitant...I brought it because my dad said this stone could save lives at a critical moment. Thinking about it, saving Dumbledore's life is the top priority, isn't it?" Norman shrugged, "Well, I'll be honest, I'm afraid if something happens to my mother... I'm going to keep this... You take it away quickly."

    "Are you really willing?" Sylvia looked at him.

    "You saved my life, what do you think?" Norman smiled wryly, "We don't owe anyone anything."

    "You can use it right?" Sylvia asked.

    "It will take time." Norman nodded, "It can block evil curses for the wizards of the Calvin family, and can heal serious injuries. But it must be used by others and unravel such a complex curse... I need time to study it."

    "So, not necessarily successful?"

    "But you have no choice."

    That's right.

    "Then..." Sylvia's mind came to a conclusion, "I have a plan, I hope you can join."

    "Save Dumbledore?" Norman asked sharply.

    "A plan that only you and I know about?"

    Sylvia nodded.

    "Okay." Norman stretched out his hand, "Only my trust and admiration for you, Miss Sylvia."

     Man."

    "Run for your life." Norman put away the barrier and looked at the Death Eater, "Don't show up in England again."

    Sylvia took Norman's outstretched hand, and the two Apparated to a new place.

    "Where is this?" Norman looked around.

    "My secret base in Knockturn Alley." Sylvia snapped her fingers silently, "It's ours now."

    "How are you going to save him?"

    "I plan to..." Sylvia crossed her hips, "Have a good chat with him about this too."

    The author has something to say:

    Did anyone guess today's update? Today is Gemini actor JOP's birthday! Let's wish Ollie and Jan Jan a happy birthday together! !

    Finally here! I am so excited! Norman's character is finally complete! I like to write about my own thoughts on Slytherins or Death Eaters, just my opinion of course. So my next book is going to be about Slytherin girls, and I'm going to maybe try to write a parent-generation story. I think Rowling really gave us a lot to think about in these settings.

    It's almost time to unravel! The KPIs for this school year are officially launched!

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