HP Dear Miss Freak

    "The singing in the snow sounds very artistic, but with the three of them around, it's hard to say."

    This year's Christmas is not as snowy as it used to be, and there is even a little sunshine, which is very comfortable, so comfortable that Sylvia regrets listening to Fred and George Choose to stay in school.

    "Dora must have gone on a picnic with Mom and Dad." Sylvia was depressingly eating the Christmas meal prepared by the school. When she thought of the food made by Andromeda, everything in front of her became dull. Tasteless.

    "Would you like to try it?" Rebecca handed over a box of macarons. Because there are not many people staying at school, Sylvia invited her little beauty over to have lunch together.

    "What did you do?" Sylvia picked up one expectantly and took a bite.

    "Of course not. Don't you know how to make pastries?" Rebecca smiled and saw Sylvia's expression of satisfaction.

    "I'll make nougat, cupcakes, croissants, and melt other people's chocolate to make my own." Sylvia said, and couldn't help but smile. stand up.

    "Really? Do I have a chance to eat it!" Rebecca said with wide eyes.

    But two hot guys rushed over to interrupt their conversation. Fred and George ran to Sylvia and took her arms from left to right.

    "Let's go to a snowball fight! Bunny!" Fredra was about to leave with Sylvia.

    "We've had snowball fights for three days, my good friend." Sylvia sighed.

    "Come on! Please!" George made a plea with one hand, while the other hand still held Sylvia's arm.

    "Let's go together, it sounds interesting." Rebecca looked at the three people in front of her, covered her mouth and laughed.

    "No, the snowball fight they played was not an ordinary snowball fight." Sylvia looked at Rebecca and felt a little pity for her.

    Another little beauty fell into the lion's den.

    When Rebecca came to the snow by the Black Lake, was scared by the blasted snow and ran back and was guarded by Sylvia, Sylvia felt very Happy, and said please give me more opportunities to express in front of beautiful girls.

    "How did they do it?" Rebecca asked with wide eyes.

    "Add their modified wrestling gun to the snowball. Oh, they call those tricks Weasley bluff bombs now." Sylvia explained that they were also giving away this year. her Christmas present.

    "Wow..." Rebecca felt very fresh, but didn't dare to approach.

    "Come on." Fred, covered in snow, waved his hands high to greet them.

    "Come on, I won't lose to them in this game!" Sylvia said, pulling some bluff bombs from her pocket. Rebecca smiled and held Sylvia's hand and joined her in the battle.

    Sylvia thinks Rebecca should be having a good time. She kept laughing despite the snowballs on her forehead. And when Rebecca figured out the rules, the two girls began to gain the upper hand.

    If Professor McGonagall hadn't suddenly appeared to interrupt them, of course.

    "I'm really curious how much more you can make." Professor McGonagall watched the three students in her house grit her teeth in anger, "Mister Weasleys? Miss Tonks? Who will answer my question?"

    "We don't know how much more we can do, but this is definitely just the beginning, Professor." Fred put on a "I know wrong, but I'll dare next time" expression, Professor McGonagall glared at him.

    "We didn't affect the other classmates and teachers, did we?" Sylvia gave a pleasing smile, and Fred and George followed her skillfully and made a withdrawn expression.

    "Miss Tonks, if I'm not mistaken, Miss Able was brought along by you to make a fool of yourself?" Professor McGonagall looked at Sylvia sternly.

    "Professor, I want to play with them myself." Rebecca said obediently.

    "You don't know how dangerous it is to be with the three of them, Miss Abb." Professor McGonagall looked at Rebecca, her expression softened a little. The professor always has a greater tolerance for the little badgers who are usually well-behaved.

    "We're very measured, Professor. You see, we're both in second grade." George said immediately.

    "You'd better explain to me where you got these dangerous magic items." Professor McGonagall put on a stern expression when he looked at the three of them.

    "Fred and George did it." Sylvia said this with pride. Fred and George also puffed out their chests proudly.

    "It's the idea that Searle gave us." George expressed his blessing to share.

    "Then it seems necessary for me to contact Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Tonks." Professor McGonagall pushed his glasses and looked at the three students who were standing in the snow. , and a cute little badger waiting to be rescued by her.

    "Then... no point deduction? Professor?" Fred scratched his head and asked with a smile.

    "You guys are here to reflect. Don't leave for thirty minutes." Professor McGonagall said, turning around and walking towards the castle, waving his wand and confiscating all the bluff bombs in their pockets.

    "It's only 30 minutes, it doesn't seem to be a big deal." Fred breathed a sigh of relief.

    "We're stuck, man." George pointed to a faint light in front of them. He had just tried to step out, but an invisible force blocked him. It seems that this is the reflection area that Professor McGonagall has drawn for them.

    "I didn't even deduct points, I'm sure I'll be fine." Sylvia had already sat down in peace.

    Rebecca finally couldn't help laughing. She didn't know what made her laugh, but the three guys in front of her were so funny.

    "You don't know how dangerous it is to be with the three of them, Miss Abb." Rebecca repeated Professor McGonagall's words, wiping away the tears she laughed. .

    "What are you laughing at?" As soon as Fred finished speaking, he also laughed.

    "It's very risky to play with the three of us, miss." George was also infected by them and laughed.

    "You guys are so interesting." Rebecca smiled and sat down beside Sylvia, leaning on her to calm her emotions.

    "How about some sleep?" Sylvia said, laying down in the snow with her arms around Rebecca's shoulders.

    "Do ghouls also need to hibernate?" Fred immediately thought of last Christmas's meme.

    "Our family doesn't need it, and the Tonks don't know." George quickly caught his brother's meme and laughed together with Fred.

    "You only hit me again! George said it too!" Fred said, and bluntly squeezed a snowball and smashed it at Sylvia.

    "I just want to beat you! What's wrong? Let's fight!" Sylvia dodged the snowball, picked up a small pile of snow and threw it directly on Fred body. She knew very well that Fred was the picky one, and George was usually his accomplice.

    "You're done!" Fred grabbed Sylvia's neckline. The moment her cold fingers touched her body, Sylvia couldn't help shrinking and wanted to push him away. But Fred pulled tight, and the two fell to the ground together.

     Fred fell to the ground to be precise, and Sylvia fell on top of him.

    "You're too heavy!" Fred roared complainingly.

    "I want to die!" Sylvia quickly got up and made a move to step on him, and finally stomped on the ground beside his shoulder.

    "You can't say girls are heavy, Weasley." Rebecca watched the two of them sparring, and laughed from ear to ear.

    "You mean her? It's hard to tell it's a girl, isn't it?" Fred sat on the ground with his arms folded and snorted coldly.

    "The eyes can be donated to those in need if they are not needed." Sylvia rolled her eyes. George was already rolling around laughing.

    "How do I feel that you two are quite similar." Rebecca looked at them both with a smile.

    "No, you can donate to those in need." Sylvia stopped, "but my little beauty has to keep her beautiful eyes, so I put Donate all of you to me!"

    "It's too boring." Fred stretched, "Why is half an hour so long."

    "Let's do something, Syl." George sat up and looked at Sylvia.

    "I can't think of what to do now, I don't bring anything." Sylvia sat down and unceremoniously wrapped Fred's scarf around her neck .

    “How about singing?” Rebecca suggested with a clapping of hands.

    "What kind of little angel are you?" Sylvia felt that Rebecca was exuding an angelic light, "Even the way of pastime is so romantic?" Rebecca smiled He hugged Sylvia.

    "Sing?"

    "We're on it!"

    "Shut up!"

    Sylvia glared at both of them, and the next second, the three of them laughed in unison.

    "What are you laughing at?" Rebecca asked suspiciously.

    "Have you heard of us?" Fred looked at Rebecca.

    "Looks like we're not famous enough." George laughed cheerfully.

    "Gryffindor soul singer! It's about the three of us." Sylvia pointed to the three of them and said, "For the concert time, please pay attention to the school song section of the annual opening dinner."

    "Let's sing together." Rebecca covered her mouth and smiled, "Have you listened to the Weird Sisters? Their new Christmas single is really good."

    "No wonder you and Dora can chat. She can't wait to turn herself into any of the weird sisters, and then knock herself out and mix in." Sylvia smiled as if remembering something Shaking his head.

    "I thought you would also like her as her sister." Rebecca looked at Sylvia.

    "Me? I have to say what songs I like to listen to. I like musicals." Sylvia said with a smile.

    Fred and George suddenly gave a tacit chuckle.

    "What are you laughing at, you two?" Sylvia squinted at the two boys, "I don't deserve such an elegant hobby, do I?"

    They both laughed and nodded.

    "Musical? I heard that Muggles also watch movies, and I want to see them too." Rebecca said expectantly, "You will take me there, right? "

    "Of course! You can watch the movie in my room! Of course I can take you to the cinema." Sylvia said excitedly.

    Fred and George burst into another burst of laughter.

    "What's the point of this time?" Sylvia squinted at the boys again.

    "Bunny, you watched "The Sound of Music" before and sang along while watching it, remember?" Fred covered his mouth and seemed to be holding it in very hard.

    "I remember." Sylvia said, she couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong?"

    "What's the matter? Searle, we're good buddies, but honestly..." George was half interrupted by his own laughter, "It's hard to find anything worse than you when it comes to singing. of."

    "George, be more straightforward." Fred patted his brother on the shoulder and laughed.

    "Hey, I want to sing today!" Sylvia raised her head and said, "Singing, happiness is the most important thing."

    "I think what they want to say is that their happiness is also important." Rebecca laughed.

    "No no no, ma'am." Fred smiled and waved.

    "Sill's singing is a very happy thing." George looked like he was about to laugh out of tears.

    "For Christmas, I'll give you a song "JingleBells"." Sylvia got excited, cleared her throat and started to sing.

    Sylvia sings really just for her own pleasure, even if she is out of tune and broken, she never cares. Rebecca smiled as Sylvia clapped to the beat. Fred and George were laughing silently on the side, especially when it came to the sentence Whatfunitistorideandsing, Fred and George were about to die of laughter.

    "Yeah, no matter how many times it's so funny." Fred said to George with a smile.

    "Why does she like singing so much?" George shook his head with a smile.

    "It means that she has a good relationship with you and is not afraid of being embarrassed in front of you." Rebecca looked at the two boys.

    "She has a thick skin." Fred pointed to Sylvia, who was singing in a circle, as if she had been immersed in her own personal concert.

    "Sing with me! Friends!" Sylvia shouted like a superstar, raising the imaginary microphone in her hand to the three sitting on the ground.

    The three of them looked at each other and sang along with Sylvia. Sylvia wisely chose a memorable and catchy song, and the three of them blended in. Rebecca finds out that Fred and George have been deliberately taking Sylvia out of tune, even though they can sing well.

    But it's more fun, isn't it?

    Four young children sang recklessly in the snow. It is estimated that such a scene will never be encountered again.

    The author has something to say:

    I didn't expect it to be updated again today? Did not expect it did not expect it!

    The reason is very stupid, just because today is my birthday hahahaha! (The strange reason for adding more has been added!) So I hope everyone can enjoy the text of the chapter of adding more! You are happy and I am happy!

    I'm glad to see a friend in the comments talking about the joy and warmth that Seale brings to everyone! I hope to bring you more and more happiness!

    The second disadvantage of Searle is coming - singing is really hard to listen to hhhhhh but he is very confident, uphold I am not embarrassed, it is your attitude that is embarrassing. Everyone at Hogwarts is honored to participate in Seale's solo concert hhhhh

    I like to write about the daily life, and another reason is that I like to lay the groundwork a little longer, and I like to bury small eggs and all kinds of small foreshadowings! (Just take a guess, if you guess right - just compliment you!)