HP Dear Miss Freak

    "I think I'm so lucky! Fred, you're my best friend."

    "The big guy reminded me of the first time Searle came to my house and Fred George turned into triplets watching me." Ron lay on the door with his two A good friend said, with words written all over his face.

    "Sounds interesting." Hermione obviously didn't think it was a terrible thing, "I really want to see it once."

    "It's a pity that Sylvia never showed her ability." Harry's tone was full of disappointment.

    "Hey! What are you doing!" Sylvia said abruptly after listening to the triangle for a long time. She knew they were lying on the door listening to the three-headed dog.

    "Scared me! Syr!" Ron patted his chest to soothe his frightened little heart.

    "If I become Professor McGonagall and watch you, I will scare you to death." Sylvia threw a bee candy to each of the three children in a good mood.

    "Hi! Thank you, Syl." Hermione seemed to be contemplating how to explain their bizarre behavior.

    "Why are you here?" Ron actually turned against the guest, obviously a little happy because he showed off a little cleverness.

     "Of course I just walked around." Sylvia patted Ron's shoulder indifferently, "There are only a few months left in this semester, and I have to think about it again. What gifts did Red and George bring."

    "Fred and George?" Harry frowned slightly, "Do you think their dormitory has been a little noisy these past two days?"

    "Really?" Sylvia frowned, "Then why didn't we feel it?" The three little lions were obviously very upset because they diverted Sylvia's attention. Happy.

    "There was a lot of movement this morning, I suggest you go take a look." Ron looked serious.

    "Oh, don't care about them." Sylvia waved, "I'm still going to write my Potions Essay. Hermione, are you going to the library together today?"

    "Me? Oh, I won't go today." Hermione smiled sweetly, "I have to help them both review their homework."

    "Then I'm leaving, bye!" As soon as Sylvia left, the three of them were obviously relieved.

    "Thank you for thinking of this excuse." Ron patted his chest, "Sir is so smart, I thought she was going to ask us if there was something in it next sentence."

    "That's not an excuse, Ron." Hermione lifted her head, "I've already started making a review plan."

    "What did you say?" Ron couldn't believe it. "Exams are still hundreds of years away!"

    It seems that Hermione has successfully replaced Sylvia as the most terrifying girl in his heart.

    "Have you not found a solution yet?" Sylvia was lying on the table looking at Rebecca, who was sitting opposite, who shook her head, looking more distressed than before. The point is, doesn't that mean Hoddle is right?

    "It's a pity that my potion is not good at all, otherwise I can help you." Sylvia wrote the paper in her hand depressedly, wishing to eat this parchment in one bite. Snape must have lengthened the length requirement on purpose.

    "Forget it." Rebecca made a silent gesture. Cedric and Qiu also sat at the table.

    "You guys also come to write the thesis?" Qiu sat down with a smile on her face and spread out her textbook.

    "To Snape's blessing." Sylvia rolled her eyes and continued to look at her notebook.

    "Listen, Qiu and I were thinking maybe we could go out together in the summer?" Cedric suggested.

    "Of course!" Sylvia's eyes lit up instantly, "Let's go out together! I've been wanting to go to the Royal Opera House for a long time! There's "The Phantom of the Opera" this summer! Merlin's beard Ah! I've been wanting to watch it for a long time!"

    "She won't be tired when she hears this." Rebecca pointed to Sylvia's head, "You don't know how long she has been downcast, and she only wrote less than half of it."

    "I'm already fast!" Sylvia raised her head and saw who Qiu was waving at. She looked back immediately, and Hoddle came over with a thick book in one pocket and the other, pulled the chair beside Sylvia and sat down unceremoniously.

    "I can attest that it's soon." Hoddle glanced at the parchment in front of Sylvia and sneered.

    "How is your review? Hoddle?" Qiu asked, looking at the notebook in Hoddle's hand. Merlin's beard is so thick it's actually a notebook! Sylvia felt that she had been critically hit. That's why people can take the first grade exam, but I can't. I got it, folks.

    "Thanks to Miss Tonks." Hoddle glanced at Sylvia, "Defense Against the Dark Arts class went much better."

    "The history of magic notebook lent to you is his." Qiu Kan introduced to Cedric, "Hodel Waughlin."

    "You are Hoddle?" Cedric reached out a friendly hand and shook Hoddle, "I'm Cedric Diggory. Thank you very much for your notebook."

    "No thanks." Hoddle nodded politely, "Qiu is my friend, I'm glad to help you." Sylvia didn't know why this guy said Happy but not smiling.

    "We are discussing going out for summer vacation, will you go too?" Qiu Kan suddenly suggested to Hoddle.

    "He?" Rebecca and Sylvia looked at Hoddle at the same time.

    "Royal Theatre." Hoddle said slowly, flipping through the notebook in his hand, "I didn't expect you to sing so badly and actually like musicals?"

    "You control me?" Sylvia wanted to stab the quill pen in his hand **** the back of his white hand.

    "She really likes musicals." Rebecca looked at everyone and said, "Talking in my ear all day."

    "Do you want me to sing you a "Thinkofme"?" Sylvia asked, Rebecca and Hoddle said no at the same time. Cho and Cedric looked at each other and laughed.

    "It's too heartless." Sylvia pouted and continued to write the paper.

    "You scare everyone away from the library, that's heartless." Hoddle shook his head and said, as if he was still in shock.

    "Shut up!" Sylvia glared at him complainingly. Cho and Cedric snickered again.

    As expected by Sylvia, when she finished writing her thesis, the sky outside the window darkened. She said goodbye to a few friends from other colleges and returned to the common room. When I came back, I saw Robert and Kenneth sitting at the table in the lounge with unhappy faces.

    "What's the matter with you two? Fred blew up the dorm with dung?" Sylvia came to them and put the books and papers away and sat down.

    "I think it is necessary for you to chat with Fred and George, including Lee!" Robert angrily flipped through the arithmetic and divination textbook in his hand, "They obviously thought they were Gryffindor dares to do anything."

    "How can I guess what happened when you say that? Rob." Sylvia's attention was completely on the quill in his hand. Black and yellow, and a few strands of white.

     "Something's happened." Kenneth lowered his voice and motioned for Sylvia to put his ear close, "We can't go back to our dormitory now."

    "I'm going to tell Professor McGonagall! But Fred doesn't let me go! And he said it's not a big deal." Robert rolled his eyes, "I'd really like to ask him what's a big deal Wait for him to enter the medical wing too?"

    "Medical Wing?" Sylvia frowned.

    "They brought a monster into the dormitory." Kenneth continued in Sylvia's ear, "George and Lee have gone to the medical wing with injuries. We can both survive unscathed. It was a blessing to get out."

    "What! How did you tell me? Now Fred is inside alone?" Sylvia was about to rush to the men's dormitory, but was pulled by Robert.

    "That's a bird snake." As soon as Robert finished speaking, Sylvia broke his hand and ran to the men's dormitory.

    Bird snake? What are you kidding? !

    The moment Sylvia opened the door, she was really shocked by the sight in front of her. Although the bird snake did not occupy the entire room, it made the entire dormitory terrible. Aside from all the cupboards that were smashed to the floor, the curtains on the four-poster bed were torn apart. Fred struggled to get up from the ground as if he had just been thrown to the ground by the bird snake.

    "Why are you here?" Fred saw Sylvia closing the dormitory door and looking down for something, and wanted to approach her, but was blocked by the bird snake.

    "If it weren't for this cub, your life would be gone." Sylvia finally found a small beetle in her hand, waved her wand and chanted the Flying Charm , "Cup flying!"

    "What are you doing here? Why didn't Robert and Kenneth stop you?" Fred had his wand in his hand, apparently just trying a lot of spells to no avail.

    "Of course I'm here to save you! Or else? Sightseeing?" Sylvia held up the little beetle and successfully attracted the attention of the bird snake cub, "Put the Pick up this potions textbook."

    "Potions textbook?" Fred hesitated, but grabbed the potions textbook, "What are you going to do?"

    "When it gets into the water glass, you will cover the textbook, understand?" Sylvia did not give Fred time to question, and threw the little beetle into the water glass quickly Straightened his arms.

    She really wants to once again lament the tacit understanding between her and Fred.

    At the moment when the bird snake shrank and got into the water glass, Fred rushed up to cover the mouth of the glass tightly, and dragged the bottom of the glass with the other hand. He knew better than anyone that Sylvia's strength couldn't withstand a blow from Bird Snake.

    "How are George and Lee?" Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief, put a spell on the cup and handed it to Fred.

    "They just smashed their heads, go to Madam Pomfrey and they'll be fine." Fred tried to open a small gap to see the bird snake, but was stopped by Sylvia , "How do you know how to deal with it like this? You obviously didn't take the class on the protection of magical creatures, although we didn't say it in class."

    "I saw it in a book by chance." Sylvia pouted, waving her wand to help Fred clean up the dormitory, "Your brother has gone to the medical wing, Why are you not worried at all?"

    "What is this? George and I have bumped into each other since we were young. It's strange that we didn't have any injuries. Falls, cuts, and beatings are common. It's a thing." Fred waved his wand to clean up the messy floor, and suddenly he laughed as if thinking of something, "Really! I was beaten up by my dad before! Both butts are different now. How big! Don't believe you touch it?"

    "Fuck you!" Sylvia laughed and pushed Fred, "Who wants to touch your ass?"

    "I'm so good to George." Fred raised his mouth slightly as if recalling something from the past, "I fought for him several times before. Well, to be precise. We take turns fighting each other. If he's been beaten a lot lately, I'll beat him once. Mom and Dad often can't tell us apart anyway."

    Sylvia did not speak, and quietly listened to Fred tell the story of their childhood. He talked as if he had opened a chat box, causing himself to keep laughing. Sylvia spit out their stories while tidying up the cupboards and bedding. Oh, these two guys even copied bad habits.

    Thanks to the magic, the boys' dormitory was basically restored to its original state. Sylvia looked at the organized dormitory and sat down with great satisfaction.

    "Where did you get the bird and snake eggs?" Sylvia asked, looking at the broken eggshell.

    "It's the Forbidden Forest of course! I went with George and Lee. We went there before, the droopy grass, remember? There's no way to get out later. Kilometers, there's a big nest." Fred found the matching lid of the cup just now, and replaced the poor potions textbook. Sylvia added a confinement spell to the cup again, after all, they couldn't stand it anymore. Once the dormitory was rebuilt.

    "It's all of you. Kenneth and Robert will be scared to death by the three of you sooner or later." Sylvia picked up the Marauder's map, and Fred followed with a cup of understanding. .

    "Solved?" Robert looked up at the two people who came out of the dormitory and asked.

    "Solved." Sylvia shrugged, holding the parchment-turned Marauder's Map under her arm.

    "You are too good! Sylvia!" Kenneth showed admiration.

    As usual, they chose the secret passage behind the frame. It was the fact that he greeted many portraits along the way, which made Sylvia feel a little guilty inexplicably.

    "It's all right now, everyone knows the three of us." Fred also realized that this was probably not a good thing. Knowing George means knowing Fred as well, and now they're three times as troublesome as they can't be more famous in their portraits.

    "They won't be meddling." Sylvia quickly adjusted her mind, "You said, they stayed in the castle for so many years, what student hasn't seen it?"

    "But I've definitely never seen us like this." Fred pushed aside the plank of the exit, and a cold wind made Sylvia shiver, "We are unique."

    "Yeah. But don't ask me to come to the Forbidden Forest next time in this weather, or I will lose my unique me." Sylvia tightened her robes and walked out of the secret place first. "It's already April, why is it still so cold?"

    "Are you too afraid of the cold? Follow me." Fredra led Sylvia forward, "Merlin's beard! Can your hands be colder? ? I thought I was holding a big ice cube!"

    "Thank you for your analogy, it's very appropriate." Sylvia laughed dryly, "Be careful, don't drop the bird and snake."

    "I'm not you." Fred raised his eyebrows, the next second Sylvia tripped over a tree root, but fortunately Fred still held her hand tightly . "Look." Fred laughed, obviously proud, "You should have admitted it, my intuition is more accurate than yours."

    "I suspect that you are cursing me." Sylvia said angrily, closely following Fred.

    "If I cursed you, you would have fallen so ugly." Fred took Sylvia through the scum grass, and the road behind seemed to be covered with darkness As if swallowed, it is difficult to see even under the fluorescent flashing spell. Freda tightened Sylvia's hand a little, and brought them closer together.

    Finally, the two of them came to a huge bird-snake nest, and several bird-snake eggs lay quietly in the nest. Fred carefully opened the cup and returned the chick to the nest.

    "It seems that the younger brothers and sisters of this bird snake haven't hatched yet." Sylvia said with emotion.

    "It was delivered safely, what the hell." Fred took a deep breath, turned and greeted Sylvia to leave.

    "It's rare that it's so smooth, let's go to the kitchen for something to eat? Bring some for poor George and Lee by the way." Sylvia jumped up and followed Fred's suggestion.

    "I remember saying in the Protection of Magical Creatures class that birds and snakes are very protective of their cubs, why don't they disappear..." Before Fred could finish speaking, the two stopped at the same time.

    A huge bird snake was flying towards her, Sylvia immediately put out her wand and fell to the grass beside Fredera, the two of them hid perfectly .

    After the bird and snake flew away, Fred lit his wand in front of the two. "Fortunately, I can respond quickly, right?" he said proudly.

    "You're not intuitive, are you a crow's mouth, right? Fred?" Sylvia sighed helplessly, put her hands up, but found that her left foot was not strong enough to stand up stand up.

    "What's the matter with you?" Fred noticed Sylvia's strangeness. When he reached out to touch her ankle, the latter hissed in pain.

    "It's swollen." Sylvia slapped her thigh depressedly, "Hand on, buddy, give me a hand."

    "I carry you." Fred squatted in front of Sylvia without hesitation, turning his back to her.

    "No, it's not like I can't walk on both legs." Sylvia pressed Fred's shoulders and tried to stand up, but Fred pulled her and leaned against her. on his back.

    "It will be dawn when you go back like this." Fred said, carrying Sylvia on his back, "Don't delay my sleep time."

    "You're a **** too, every sentence is more accurate." Sylvia said innocently, lying on Fred's shoulder, she raised her wand to Fred and lit up road ahead.

    "It's mine this time." Fred also seemed annoyed and walked carefully along the way. It wasn't until they returned to the secret passage that they breathed a sigh of relief: "But you can rely on me occasionally. Am I that unreliable?" Although he seemed particularly unreliable today.

    "I'm afraid I'll crush you." Sylvia laughed.

    "Do you despise me, or do you despise yourself too much?" Fred snorted disdainfully.

    "Didn't you always say that I'm fat?" Sylvia felt Fred bump her up a little, changing to a more comfortable position.

    "Actually, it's alright." Fred muttered before raising his voice again, "You said you, why didn't you grow up?"

    "Huh?" Sylvia turned her head to look at him with some confusion.

    "I mean your size. I dare say Ginny will be taller than you in two years." , "Look at how stupid you are, can you slap your feet?"

    "It's not you? If you hadn't yanked me, would I have tripped over the roots of a tree?" Sylvia punched him on the back, of course, without much effort.

    "Otherwise? Let you be eaten by birds and snakes? Why are you becoming more and more unconscionable?" Fred still made a pained expression.

    "That's not you? I have nothing to do to steal birds and snake eggs from the forbidden forest and go back! Who rescued your dormitory? Who has no conscience?" Sylvia stared and gave it to him again One punch.

    "Isn't that for you?" Fred's roar echoed in the secret passage, and the two fell silent instantly.

    "It's not for you." Fred frowned and repeated in a low voice, "The gifts I gave you this year were so unsuccessful, this is a major failure in my life."

    "So you stole a bird-snake egg and wanted to give it to me?" Sylvia was stunned, and asked softly, "Is it too exaggerated? Is it a little heartless?"

    "How do I know it's a bird and snake egg? It's pretty good-looking, doesn't it?" Fred muttered gloomily, apparently his seemingly perfect plan once again failed to bring him trouble Small hit.

    "I didn't dislike the gifts you gave." Sylvia took the bow from the braid and clipped it to Fred's short hair, "You see I don't wear it all day? ?"

    "I don't care! Anyway, I don't admit that the gift you gave is better than mine, and the one I gave will definitely be the most interesting." I don't know what Fred is embarrassed about.

    In fact, this guy has quite long eyelashes. Sylvia looked at his profile, and only recently noticed that his eyes were particularly bright. Although the boy has begun to have sharp edges and corners, his face is still a little fleshy, and his cheeks are puffed up every time he purses his mouth and shows an unhappy expression. Sylvia couldn't help but laugh.

    "What are you laughing at?" Fred gave Sylvia a puzzled look.

    "You're the only one who grew up, little Freddie." Sylvia shook her head cheerfully.

    "What other weird things did you say?" Fred shook his head, as if helpless.

    Although it is childish to death, it is still very cute, and the critical moment is still very reliable. Sylvia felt Fred's footsteps getting heavier, and the secret passage seemed to suddenly become very long.

    "Fred."

    "Huh?"

    "Why do you always appear by my side every time I'm in danger?" Sylvia said softly, putting her head over Fred's shoulder and looking at his profile.

    "What nonsense are you talking about? Because we are best friends." Fred looked at the fool's expression. Sylvia laughed again, the corners of her mouth grinning to the temples.

    "Are you ill?" Fred laughed helplessly.

    "I'm so lucky."

    "What?" Fred once suspected that he had heard it wrong.

    "I think I'm really lucky, Fred. You're my good friend." Sylvia was really emotional. Three years ago, I would never have imagined that she could be best friends with the Weasleys. When she thinks about it now, she finds it very incredible: "You think I'm so lucky that I won't lose my life?"

    Thank you for your fate, thank you Merlin.

    "Have you broken your brain?" Fred stopped suddenly, turned his face to Sylvia's eyes full of smiles.

    "Your brain is broken!" Sylvia smiled and gave him another punch.

    "I mean." Fred immediately put on a smug look, "You're just now finding out that you're lucky to be friends with us, your brain is broken."

    "Fred, being friends with you is my best gift." Sylvia rested her head lightly on his shoulder, and the familiar smell of sunlight made her feel particularly at ease . She laughed again when she saw that Fred's cheeks were suddenly dyed pink.

    "You know." Fred coughed softly. He really wrote all his emotions on his face, and he thought how well he was hiding it.

    Sylvia looked at Fred's tightly pursed mouth, and the blush extending from his face to his ears, suddenly revealing her little devil's tail. She gently blew a breath in Fred's ear, and Fred shuddered and almost threw Sylvia directly.

    "What are you doing?" Fred felt that Sylvia must be crazy, why was he nervous along the way? Or maybe he's crazy, he's not dreaming, is he? What kind of weird dream is this?

    "A boy with a soft ear is afraid of his wife, Fred." Sylvia laughed, and the laughter echoed throughout the secret passage.

    "I'm afraid that my wife has nothing to do with you?" Fred glared at her and continued to walk forward.

    "I don't know what to do with me." Sylvia laughed, "I just know it's fun to play with you."

    "Sick." Fred laughed too.

    "I do think I'm lucky, Fred."

    "I see! Why are you more verbose than Aunt Muriel?"

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    Let me see what's more today? Wuhu! It's a cookie! ! Or! Big cookie! ! If the front wasn't sweet enough, how about today's! !

& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; borrow the means of magic animal to catch bird snake hahahahahahahaha (Oh! I really want to see Shenmou San immediately!

    Searle will not participate in the plot under the trapdoor in the first grade. Since the children can do it well, there is no need to join in the fun.

    Oh yes, I often write in conversations "this is mine, this time is mine" I thought about it later, it seems that not everyone always says this. When I play games and want to say that my mistakes are my fault, I will say: "This is mine, this is mine." and so on. Everyone who is smart will definitely get it!

    Well, Huo Ge is essentially a more restrained person. He has a good upbringing and good manners, but he is very vigilant and will not easily get along with people. Of course, he is someone who will give his heart to him once he has identified a friend. So Brother Huo's story has to be told slowly.

    There were comments before that Fred and Seale are too buddies, I think now it seems that there should be no worries that they will not spark hahahaha.

    My aunt laughed anyway, how about you?