HP Dear Miss Freak

    "Fresh gossip is always a girl's favorite, any topic."

    What Sylvia didn't expect was that after Coco learned red bean balls, this dish was actually brought to the table. When she heard her classmates compliment this dessert, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

    "Sylvia, your essay for last semester's quiz was posted by Professor Binns." Percy rushed to the long table and sat opposite Sylvia. Just finished the history of magic class, "I just read it, it's well written. Your point of view is much more mature than when you were in first grade."

    "I have to make progress." Sylvia laughed cheerfully, "I should ask Professor Binns to give me extra points, so that the points deducted by Snape yesterday will be again You can make up for it!"

    "Snape is going to be mad at you!" Fred laughed.

    "As soon as the points are deducted, they will be added back to the Charms class and the history of magic." George also laughed.

    "Occasionally help us add a little back." Fred patted Sylvia on the shoulder. I don't know when it started, but the three of them silently regarded them as a whole point deduction.

    "There's one more." Oliver sat down next to Percy. "You were honored with Waughlin in Ravenclaw. That guy is a monster, I feel him You can write directly.”

    "Really? I think his content only shows how self-righteous he is." Percy showed a disdainful expression. Sylvia immediately kicked Oliver hard under the table, and he immediately shut up in pain.

    "He's definitely not as good as you, Percy." Sylvia looked at Percy and said seriously.

    Fred and George have continued to discuss their newly improved trick. Since Sylvia gave them a brand new cauldron for Christmas, the two of them have been working at an astonishingly fast pace. Needless to say about the timing of the dung eggs, they even created a series of dung eggs, which would kill you miserably if you stepped on it.

    "Which one is Wulflin?" Angelina asked aside.

    "It's the one receiving the cheers." Oliver pointed to the Ravenclaw table, and Sylvia kicked Oliver again after a subtle change in Percy's expression.

    "It's him!" Angelina suddenly covered her mouth and laughed. The good-looking boy was chatting with the classmates of their college with a humble look on his face. Arya also poked Sylvia with a smile.

    "You almost got it. Staring at people, wishing him to know we were discussing people behind their backs?" Sylvia said, but she couldn't help looking at the Ravenclaw long table , and Hoddle just looked up and raised his eyebrows at her.

    "What's his name?" Emily also smiled meaningfully.

    "Hoddle Waughlin." Percy said through gritted teeth, "His potion is really powerful, the history of magic... I'm non-committal."

    "He was the first of our grade last semester." Oliver said, and was kicked again by Sylvia.

    "So powerful?" Angelina smiled even more. Because Hodder had left the conversation of the crowd, he looked at Sylvia with interest with one hand on his chin.

    "Everyone knows we're talking about him! Aren't you embarrassed?" Sylvia yelled at the girls in a low voice.

    "Let's go after eating." Angelina smiled and pulled Sylvia, Alia took advantage of the situation and took her other arm, the two of them sandwiched Sylvia quickly Go outside.

    "What are you two doing? Cosplay Fred and George?" Sylvia asked, looking at the two girls beside her.

    "He's been looking at you! Tell me honestly! What's the matter with you two?" Angelina laughed.

    "Don't talk nonsense! You don't know how annoying he is!" Sylvia rolled her eyes.

    "You said he was very good-looking! It's the type you like." Arya covered her mouth and snickered.

    "He hates as good-looking as he is. God is indeed fair. He gave him a good-looking skin and a bad brain." Sylvia rolled her eyes again.

    "Report! Syr stopped looking at the Gryffindor table immediately after he left!" Patricia chased after him excitedly.

    "Why are you so loud?" Emily reprimanded her in a low voice.

    "Stop! Please stop your dangerous thoughts! I know what you are thinking! Gossip is wrong! Everyone!" Sylvia knew that she had to extinguish this dangerous flame, or she would Burned to death sooner or later.

    "Where are you going to tie our Bunny?" Fred suddenly pulled Sylvia's collar from behind, and her back slammed into Fred's chest. In this comparison, Hoddle is not as strong as Fred, who was twelve years old. Sylvia found her focus getting weirder.

    "We can't find anyone as soon as we look up." George raised his eyebrows and held Sylvia's shoulders to make her stand firm, "We have something to do with her, we need to take a step to speak, girls."

    "I really found out for the first time how much I need you guys." Sylvia really appreciates them, too timely.

    "That's what we came first." Angelina slammed Sylvia's arm. The picture became hilarious. Fredra held Sylvia's other arm, and she was caught in the middle of this pair of officials. This feeling really couldn't be more amazing.

    "Searle, we won't let you go today! Let's talk slowly at night." Arya winked with a smirk.

    "Not at night, we have to go out." Fred said immediately.

    "We're going for a night tour, remember? TripleTrouble night tour time." George said with his arms folded over his chest.

    "We also have tea time for girls, boys." Angelina didn't back down.

    "No, have you considered the client's feelings?" Sylvia felt inexplicably embarrassed between Fred and Angelina.

    "Night night tour, old time." Fred let go and left with George. The moment she let go, Sylvia truly felt what it was like to be abandoned. She was again surrounded by the girls and ran up the stairs back to the dormitory.

    "I have a new question!" Patricia raised her hand as soon as she returned to the dormitory. Emily had already brought out quite a few snacks and placed them in the middle of the big rug. When Sylvia opened up this girl's tea party time, she didn't expect that she would be reduced to this stage. She originally wanted to gossip about Fred and Angelina!

    "Please speak." Sylvia gave up the struggle, and this interrogation-like link also came from her hands.

    "Do you prefer Fred or George?" Patricia asked excitedly, and the other girls nodded expectantly.

    "Are you helping the two of them to hate each other? You know we have a good relationship. I treat Fred the same as I treat George." Sylvia was telling the truth .

    "There must be one that you like better?" Arya laughed wickedly.

    "There must be! If you say that kind of like! You understand the kind!" Patricia said firmly.

    "Which one do you think is more up to you, Fred or George?" Emily had completely disregarded her usual ladylike image.

    "Well, if I have to say, I definitely prefer George." Sylvia thought about it carefully, "To be honest, I prefer to play with Fred, and I and Fred The relationship is also more solid, but George is a little more sensible than Fred. I still like to be more mature and reliable." And she couldn't say in front of Angelina that she liked Fred, right? How bad is this effect?

    The girls all made an unintelligible "Oh".

    "Wouldn't that be a good fit?" Angelina's eyes were shining.

    "You like his looks, he is as knowledgeable in the history of magic as you are, and he is two years older than you, so mature and reliable." Arya twitched her fingers excitedly number.

    "Do you think we have a play?" Sylvia smiled with arms folded. The girls all nodded smilingly.

    "Then wash and sleep! Dreams have everything!" Sylvia said and put a small cookie into the girls' mouths one by one.

    Today's night tour started off with a bland start. Sylvia came to the Gryffindor lounge at the old time, and Fred and George got up and walked out first. Their tacit understanding had reached the point where it would be a waste to say a word. After walking out of the lounge, as long as they looked at which corridor they turned into and which secret passage they entered, Sylvia's guess about the destination would be inseparable.

    "Going to the Forbidden Forest again? Running out of materials?" Sylvia asked aloud. She kicked both hands in her pockets, and she was covered with a thick cloak and scarf. If Hogwarts had a subtropical monsoon climate, Sylvia could come every day for a night tour of this magnitude. But the northern part of the UK is too cold, and even after casting the heat preservation spell, it can't stand the monstrous wind.

    "You know our recent research is going well, right?" Fred said excitedly.

    "What did you say? Strike while the iron is hot?" George also said excitedly.

    “What are you doing recently?” Sylvia followed the two of them into the secret passage.

    "Our Weasley Magic Bubble Rain! We're trying to figure out how to make them stronger. How did you burst it! It's boring!" Fred complained.

    "But that's why we discovered that the bubbles should be strengthened." George nodded in agreement.

    "How fun poking bubbles! You don't understand!" Sylvia argues, but Fred and George both seem to want to keep their minds on this point.

    Today's Forbidden Forest is also terrifyingly dark, and three people holding their wands at the same time can only light up a small area. Only then did Sylvia realize that the exit of the secret passage had been illuminated by them going back and forth several times, so the three of them had no choice but to walk in the other direction.

    "Do you think there is any noise?" Sylvia became more and more uneasy as she walked into the woods. The trees here are even taller than before, and it is difficult to see the sky even through the canopy.

    "You won't be afraid, will you?" Fred took Sylvia's shoulder carelessly.

    "Don't worry, we're here." George also got closer, "We've been alone a few times before, don't worry at all."

    "So you asked me to come not because you want me to protect you, but because you want another coolie to help you bring things?" Sylvia raised her eyebrows.

    "Protect us?" Fred let out a sneer, "Aren't you awake yet, little Bunny? Look at how big you are now, if you don't pull you, you'll be submerged in the grass in."

    "Of course we will protect you, girl." George patted Sylvia's head and took the lead to explore the way.

    "What's wrong with me? You guys are so tall?" Sylvia poked Fred's waist with a wand, and Fred immediately jumped to the side. Sylvia is also very distressed why she is so small, is it left over from her last time and space?

    "It's amazing." Fred shook his head proudly, "Look at the other girls and look at you, you're half a head shorter than others."

    "Ginny will be taller than you in a few years." George gestured.

    "Shh! There's a sound!" Sylvia reminded in a low voice, she took a few steps forward to stop Fred and George.

    Fred and George also stopped, and they both noticed the sound of someone talking. The two of them grabbed Sylvia's wrist and slowly stepped back.

      became very creepy. The conversation came to an abrupt end, followed by the sound of footsteps that gradually became clear. Sylvia heard her swallowing voice, and she still pulled the two boys and squatted down behind the grass.

    "Who!"

    The grass was still opened, and Hagrid's fluffy head appeared in front of the three people. Sylvia's dangling heart finally let go, and Fred and George even breathed a sigh of relief.

    "How did you get here? Do you know how dangerous it is?" Hagrid withdrew angrily, and the three Gryffindors walked silently under his lantern. Stand up.

    "Then what are you doing here at night?" Fred asked with a smile.

    "I'm the gamekeeper and I have my job. Are you three listening to me? It's dangerous here! When did you run in?" Hagrid was so angry that his beard was shaking .

    Fred and George are the best at changing the subject, and it is more than enough to fool Hagrid to them. Sylvia saw the little spider at her feet and immediately understood who Hagrid was looking for here. Through the bushes behind Hagrid, she could see a huge silhouette looming, further confirming her suspicions.

    "You're not going to tell us, are you?" Fred asked flatteringly.

    "We know that Charlie also came to the Forbidden Forest to find you in the middle of the night. You wouldn't want Dumbledore to know about this, would you?" George showed a threatening smile.

    "You are threatening me?" Hagrid looked even more angry, but he did have a handle on being caught, but he quickly found a breakthrough and said proudly: "Ha! Which thing do you think is more serious? Three sophomores break into the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night! Especially let your mom know what's going to happen? Mrs Weasley is going to break your two brats' legs and Tonks Madam wouldn't want to know that her daughter came to the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night." Fred and George were stunned, and they were both apprehensive when they met their mother.

    "Which thing do you think is more serious? Hagrid." Sylvia boldly gambled away the grass behind Hagrid, and immediately saw a low **** not far away There was a huge spider lying on it, "Especially to let Dumbledore know what would happen? He didn't want to know that his gamekeeper secretly kept a large spider of unknown origin in the forbidden forest."

    Sylvia is still gambling, she believes that Dumbledore must know about Aragog, but Hagrid does not know that Dumbledore knows.

    Hagrid was stunned immediately, he probably didn't expect the girl in front of him to be so refined. Even if you notice a dangerous creature inside, you shouldn't have the guts to see what it is. And Sylvia wanted to see the big spider, but if she missed it this time, she would never see it again. It just so happened that Hagrid was here, and she knew they wouldn't be in danger. Fred and George also turned around and sighed in unison.

    "This, this is not a big spider of unknown origin. This is Aragog, this, this..." Hagrid was a little flustered when he met Sylvia's proud eyes.

    "The school doesn't allow students to go out at night, nor does it allow faculty and staff to have a tea party with giant spiders in the middle of the night? Mr. Hagrid." Sylvia laughed, and it seemed that she won the bet.

    "Of course of course. Then... how about we keep each other secret?" Hagrid rubbed his hands uneasily.

    "We must keep it a secret, and of course you have to keep it for us." Sylvia extended her hand happily. Hagrid's big hand held Sylvia's small hand, and the deal was considered a deal.

    "Hanging on the hook, for a hundred years, it must not change! It has changed and it is a puppy!"

    Sylvia didn't know why she suddenly had this interest, and she hadn't done it for a long time.

    "Seal!"

    Sylvia's thumb was over Hagrid's: "Okay, then we'll settle."

    Hagrid laughed cheerfully, the little girl in front of him looked even cuter. He seemed to understand why Dumbledore would say that this was a very good boy. He patted Sylvia on the back and took these children back to the castle. Sylvia pulled Hagrid's thick woolen coat all the way, like a small pendant. She had been wanting to give Hagrid a hug, but it was too embarrassing to bring it up suddenly. But at least following Hagrid felt safe and not so cold.

    It's a pity that Fred and George didn't get much material this time. But maybe they just wanted to find a reason to play in the Forbidden Forest.

    "That big monster actually has a name! I now wonder if Charlie really has a dragon in the Forbidden Forest!" Fred whispered as soon as he entered the lounge.

    "I'm not sure, there must be something in the Forbidden Forest that we haven't found yet." George said excitedly.

    "Ron's Happy Spider." Sylvia suddenly thought of this meme and blurted out. Fred and George stared at her for a second, then burst into laughter.

    "I hope Ron will meet him! Hey, he is about to enter school, how about we take him there?" Fred said with a slap on the thigh.

    "You are such a good brother, Fred." Sylvia leaned on the sofa and gave him a thumbs up.

    "What are Angelina and the others doing with you today? What new games do you have?" George looked at Sylvia and asked.

    "It's the gossip time for the girls, a tea party to chat about gossip and eat snacks." Sylvia said with a smile.

    "I thought there was something." Fred said dismissively.

    "Is there any gossip about you guys?" Sylvia instantly became energetic. Who doesn't like gossip? Who doesn't like eating melons? Sylvia was definitely on the front line anyway.

    "You want to know? Exchange it for a girl's." Fred raised his eyebrows and said.

    "Then what do you want to know?" Sylvia asked.

    "Hey, come here." George lowered his voice and waved his hand mysteriously, "Robert said he thought Emily was good-looking."

    "Of course she's good-looking!" Sylvia agreed and changed her hair into long blonde hair like Emily's.

    "You are so ugly, hurry up and change it back." Fred smiled and pulled Sylvia's hair.

    "What about you? Which girl do you think looks good?"

    "The seventh-grader that Fred likes, do you remember? The one who talked to Charlie when he came to our training last time." George winked at Sylvia , quickly sold his brother.

    "I just said she's in a very good shape." Fred said with his arms crossed, "Don't you think so too?"

    "Understood. You just like tall, well-built, mature and **** ones!" Sylvia decisively defined.

    "Aren't you talking nonsense?" Fred said dismissively.

    "What about you, Syl?" George asked with a smile, "what do you like?"

    Sylvia's unmistakable face immediately appeared in Sylvia's mind. But she didn't want to say the name, especially to let the two people in front of her know that they would definitely laugh at her for being a nympho.

    "You can say who you think is more handsome." Fred said and sat down beside Sylvia, "It's me anyway, right?"

    "How to say, it's me too!" George also sat on the other side of Sylvia and argued.

    "What's up with you two looking exactly the same?" Sylvia couldn't help laughing.

    "Who is more handsome?"

    "Tell Fred, it's me."

    Fred and George kept Sylvia from letting her go. Merlin's beard, the same question has to be asked again by myself. Sylvia felt that she should be retrograde today.

     "Let go of me and I'll answer," Sylvia said. The moment they let go, she quickly fled to the stairs of the women's dormitory and turned to face them.

    "You two! Not handsome!"

    The author has something to say:

    The cookies are coming soon, everyone can look forward to it! The emotional line has begun to slowly become clear, and I am so excited everyone! It is gradually clear which pair of CPs Searle's friends are fighting for! You can gossip or gossip!

    Searle's roommates, I will try to arrange more plots for them, and I will hope to make the supporting characters come alive! What's more, they are the best sisters of Searle!

    Searle will be slow to enlighten because of her inherent thinking about the original work. You can give her a little more patience. But it's okay, I will arrange the strongest assists!