HP Dear Miss Freak

    "Sylvia thinks that with her there, the famous lovers of Hogwarts can achieve good results as soon as possible. I don't know if she can accumulate virtue by doing so."

    Every time the girls had a night chat, Sylvia felt like she wasn't slandering Hoddle. Both are handsome guys, why does Cedric make people pleasing to the eye, and Hoddle makes people want to use a lock tongue to seal the throat? It must be his own problem, not mine. Sylvia is very convinced of this.

    Angelina once said that Sylvia had the physique to attract handsome men, and Sylvia readily accepted this. She often met with Cedric in various professors' offices. For example, the two of them met again in the conservatory today. As always, Cedric was helping their dean, and Sylvia was serving the penalty labor.

    If I can work with Cedric, I am willing to be punished for labor service every day. Sylvia thought so.

    "What's the reason for you this time?" Cedric couldn't help laughing when he saw Sylvia walking into the conservatory with a hopeless face.

     "Because when Fred joked that the mandrake seedlings looked like Kenneth, I laughed too loudly and disturbed the classroom order." Sylvia patted her forehead angrily and said on. Who would have thought she would laugh so loudly? Sylvia's barbell-like laughter directly interrupted Professor Sprout's lecture. Even though Professor Sprout had a particularly good temper, and even though Sylvia had a particularly thick skin, at that time she really just wanted to find a seam to get into.

    Oh, I think a mandrake pot would be nice. Why don't you switch places with me, buddy? You're in class and I'm screaming? My cry is probably deadly too.

    Sylvia thought angrily, and the pruning work in her hand did not stop. It's just that those living magic leaves are a little afraid of Sylvia's brutal methods, and they can even see that their leaves are shaking slightly. They probably have never seen such a brutal student.

    "You're too funny." Cedric pouted, but then coughed and recovered his expression, "Sorry, I hope I didn't offend you. Don't be too upset, I can help you Let's do it together." He could never have imagined what absurd reason Sylvia would be fined for confinement.

    Before, I was caught with Fred for uploading a note in Professor McGonagall's class; in the astronomy class, I told other students the story of the Chinese constellation, and let the class of Professor Sinista The content loses its appeal; even more outrageous are several attempts to murder Percy's rats. Her level of trouble is no less than that of the Weasley twins, and she is even more helpless to the professor, and her grades are really good. In the end, is she lively and funny, or funny and troublesome?

    "Well, these plants won't grow worms, don't worry." Cedric remembered Sylvia's actions before and couldn't help laughing.

    "Tell the truth." Sylvia stroked her chin thoughtfully, "Look at me, which teacher at Hogwarts never asked me to help? When it comes to cleaning glass, what have I done? I feel that I have more and more skills around me now, which second-year student can have such a rich life experience as me."

    Cedric finally covered his mouth and laughed. Sylvia looked at him with some doubts. She knew that she was a little funny or even a little stupid when she said these words, but she didn't laugh like that, right?

    "I'm serious." Sylvia said sternly, "To be honest, wizards are inferior to Muggles in many ways. Life skills are very necessary. Well, what if you don't have a wand? Can't do anything."

    "Your sister said the same. Although she didn't do very well." Cedric's smile grew wider. Sylvia could already imagine Dora's clumsy appearance in the lounge.

    "My silly sister has caused you trouble, I'm so sorry." Sylvia showed a regretful expression.

    "You two sisters are so interesting." Cedric said with a smile, "I can't believe she's about to graduate, and our lounge will be a lot duller in the future."

    "Can't bear her?" Sylvia laughed, "She must be very happy to know that she is so popular."

    "You two are very welcome..." Cedric said, an uninvited guest broke in and he didn't say anything next.

    Sylvia admitted that the moment Qiu ran into the conservatory, it was really like a little angel breaking into the human garden. There was a smile on her cheeks, and the ends of her hair smelled of the sun outside. She is the most beautiful girl in Ravenclaw. Sylvia couldn't help but think so.

     Qiu was stunned when she saw that Cedric was also here, she guessed that she was about to hold Sylvia's arm as excitedly as she was originally. She is usually very quiet, and she is only a little bit presumptuous in front of Sylvia, but other people have seen her flamboyant appearance just now, and she is such a gentle and good-looking boy.

    Cedric was still stunned. She's cute, isn't she? People say that oriental girls have their own charm, especially Sylvia often mentions the classical beauty of oriental girls. Now there is a living example in front of him, and he is at a loss. It wasn't until another uninvited guest broke in that he regained his senses and returned to his original polite smile.

    "Yo, Miss Tonks. Are you punished to stand this time?" Hoddle looked at Sylvia holding the scissors and said with a smile.

    "Oh! This is Qiu Zhang, my good Ravenclaw friend." Sylvia hurriedly introduced, "This is Cedric Diggory, my Hedge. Good friend Patch." She found herself introducing people in a stupid way, but didn't she get the job done? Sylvia had already started to laugh involuntarily from her aunt.

    "What about me? Can you still see me? Miss Tonks?" Hoddle leaned into Sylvia's ear and said, but she didn't expect her to pull her sleeves back and walk out.

    "I knew you couldn't bear to see me punished! I was so touched that you came to replace me! Qiu! Thank you!" Sylvia turned her head and shouted to Qiu. This first-year girl was obviously blushing, and Sylvia could clearly see her little thoughts. And Sylvia raised her eyebrows and pulled Hoddle away quickly.

    "Can't you read air? To make a light bulb?" Sylvia loosened his cuffs, and it was easier than she thought to drag him away.

    "You know that? It's the first time they met?" Hoddle said disdainfully.

    "What do you know? This is the beginning of love." Sylvia smiled and compared her hands to telescopes, looking at the location of the conservatory.

    "I'm listening, go on." Hoddle leaned against the tree to the side to watch Sylvia's comical voyeurism.

    "You don't see Qiu's eyes? They're all glowing! That's when you see the filter that comes with the person you like! No, she's full of pink bubbles!" Sylvia said with a smile.

    "That's the beginning of love? Is it that the eyes are dull and dazed and look stupid, the mouth is slightly open and the smile looks like dementia, and then it immediately changes back to the most casual expression. Realize that it has been revealed?" Hoddle said with a smile.

    "Yes...no! Who are you scolding? Wait! No! How do you know so well?" Sylvia looked at him in astonishment.

    "Nothing." Hoddle sneered and shook his head. Sylvia knew what must be on his mind, but unfortunately she didn't know how to read minds or read souls.

    "So why are you two here?" Sylvia changed the subject.

    "Qiu said she wanted to learn how to make red bean **** with you."

    "It's none of your business, Mr. Hoddle."

    "I want to eat."

    “…”

    Why are you thicker than me? Sylvia was speechless and continued to look at the location of the greenhouse.

    "I said, I, want, eat!" Hoddle leaned closer to Sylvia's ear again and raised the volume.

    "Then go to the kitchen." Sylvia waved her hand and said perfunctorily, "Don't all house elves do it now?"

    "That's right." Hoddle said and turned away. "Can't it be better than yours?"

    "Goodbye." Sylvia waved her hand without looking back, she couldn't help her aunt smile now when she looked at the two people she had gathered.

    Hoddle's footsteps paused, and he was ready for Sylvia to turn back at least to scold him, but unfortunately not.

    Unfortunately not? Hoddle frowned slightly and walked away. Why do you feel sorry? Hoddle felt that his brain was not normal either.

    It looks like the two guys are having a good conversation. Sylvia looked at the shy Qiu and the gentle Cedric in the conservatory and couldn't help but wonder. Although she didn't know when the two of them would have known each other, at least the scene just now was too ignorant and heart-wrenching. If possible, Sylvia also hopes that the beginning of her love can also be such a pleasant little accident.

    "Hi!"

    "You... scared me to death, I thought it was Waughlin." Sylvia's swear words stopped immediately when she saw Angelina.

    "Wavlin?" Angelina showed the same smile as Sylvia just now.

    "Let's go, should we go to practice?" Sylvia looked at her watch, put on Angelina's shoulder, and led her towards the Quidditch pitch go.

    "I'm here to find you to train." Angelina also put on her shoulders, "Did you just mention Waughlin? Hey, what were you looking at?"

    "I'm Yue Lao, I'm pulling the red thread." Sylvia said with a smile.

    "The old man under the moon? You?" Angelina often hears many new words from Sylvia, but she doesn't understand them very well.

    "May I be the little clever ghost under the sun?" Sylvia jumped up and took Angelina's arm, and told her the story of the old moon as she walked.

    "How do you know that they will be a couple? Just because they look pretty right?" Angelina asked with a smile.

    "That's what I do." Sylvia said mysteriously.

    "Then I also have this ability." Angelina said proudly, "I think I can connect you and Waughlin."

    "If you mess with the mandarin ducks, you will be punished!" Sylvia doesn't know if she will be punished, but she knows that such dangerous thoughts cannot be allowed to exist in her little sister's mind .

    "Aren't you afraid?" Angelina walked to the broom and threw Comet 260 to Sylvia.

    "My intuition is super accurate in this regard." Sylvia took the broom and walked into the field.

    "I also think I'm super accurate. Dare you bet? I bet you and Wafflen can be together! You obviously like him a lot, and I bet he likes you too!" Angie Lina raised her eyebrows.

    "No bet."

    Sylvia stuck out her tongue and quickly jumped on the broom and ran into the sky, and bumped into someone in the next second, fortunately, the other party quickly stabilized Sylvia's broom, otherwise It is estimated that she will fall badly. Sylvia knew that something was wrong when she saw Fred's smirk, and a thank you stopped on her lips, which turned into a dirty word when Fred let go. Sylvia turned around with the broom before stabilizing, and Fred was already laughing.

    Sylvia smirked, slammed her broom to approach Fred, grabbed the bat from his hand and raised it unceremoniously. Fred hurriedly dived to escape Sylvia's attack range, but Sylvia wouldn't let him go so quickly, chasing Fred all the way to a fight.

    Sylvia admits to being a little embarrassed. To be precise, Angelina was forced to panic, and then it broke out successfully at Fred.

    "You two! Train me well!"

    Charlie's angry shouts did not stop the two of them, but he found that the chase between the two seemed to be more intense than during training, so he stopped talking.

    Sylvia could see that Fred was already enjoying it, she simply dropped the bat suddenly, and the moment Fred looked back, it was firmly in her hand. Both of them seemed startled by the sudden tacit understanding, and immediately laughed together again.

    The author has something to say:

    Today, let's talk about our brother Huo.

    I changed the name several times before deciding to use the name Hodur. Hodr is the **** of darkness in Norse mythology. Of course I'm not saying he's a very dark character. It's just that I wrote him as complementary to Searle when I set him up. Both Searle and Gemini are very bright and bright characters, in comparison, Hoddle is much quieter and gloomier. I felt like a rational, calm, composure character was needed. Like Hoddle, the **** of darkness, he's not evil, just taciturn and fond of solitude. Brother Huo is definitely not a perfect character. He is arrogant and gloomy in his bones. To be honest, sometimes it's quite annoying, right?

    But I think you will gradually like Huo Ge. I think every character has something that is fun and something that is unbearable. A full character is a good character. (Praise again to Aunt Rowling! Let's see so many characters alive!)

    There is another layer, the name Hoder is close to the Old Norse h?? (war), so some scholars interpret it as "warrior". In the skald poems circulated in northern Europe, he also appeared as a substitute for a warrior.

    What I give him is definitely not as simple as a little handsome guy who likes Searle.

    I recently started the exam next Monday on exam week 555! It's making my head big these days! Fortunately, there are plenty of manuscripts, otherwise I really haven't codeword 555555 for a long time, but it also means that the winter vacation is coming soon hhhh Is there any update on the holiday? Guess what?