HP Dear Miss Freak

    "FPS player Sylvia is here!"

    The story of the day begins with the croissant battle for breakfast.

    On an ordinary morning, after Sylvia put the quilt on Ginny who was still sleeping beside her, she got up to help Mrs. Molly make breakfast. She took the bread out of the oven as she pondered what new snack to learn. Of course, while preventing Fred from eating all the freshly baked croissants in one go.

    It's not the steaming croissants that will make Fred and George get up early, but today is Sylvia's birthday promise. Pulled up from the bed.

    "When do we leave?" Fred took a sip of milk and winked excitedly.

    "That real CS, must be quite interesting, right?" George cheered in a low voice, avoiding their mother's eyes.

    Sylvia told them to take them to play real CS this year. Considering that the more the number of people, the better the playability, they plan to call all Gryffindor friends. This went from a birthday event to a big team building.

    "We'll set off when you guys finish eating." Sylvia looked at her watch, "I'll write to Lee to tell Lee they'll be there on time at nine o'clock."

    "What are you waiting for!" Fred and George speeded up their eating at the same time, and were reprimanded by their mother.

    "You can't even eat well." Mrs. Molly complained before turning around to clean other rooms.

    "Why are you up so early?" Percy was visibly startled as he came downstairs.

    "What else can we get up early for? Study?" Sylvia laughed and handed him a plate of breakfast.

    "We're going to study in the Muggle library."

    "Would you like to go with us?" Fred and George showed harmless smiles. Percy snorted in complete disbelief and began to eat his breakfast.

    Sylvia found a very close hill in Devon with a decent site. She decisively chose the former between jungle fighting and street fighting, and always felt that she could really let go and play in the wild. If it weren't for the twins on a small battery, Sylvia would be gearing up now.

    “£100 private room, plus a deposit of £10 per set.”

    “How about £50? Boss?”

    Sylvia bluntly cut it in half, and the owner of the venue was a little dumbfounded.

    "Are you kidding?"

    "You're joking." Sylvia looks like I'm a veteran, don't try to trick me, "Why do you have to fight for a £100 reservation? I'll rent equipment myself and go back to Ferret Mountain. Can hit."

    It makes sense.

    "My venue is subject to maintenance fees, how can I give you such a low price?" The boss had already begun to hesitate.

    "I went to Hampshire and Wiltshire to look for it before, and it was only 80 pounds at most." Sylvia said briskly, "But they provide tea, you don't, And the equipment is better than yours. If it weren't for the proximity, we would definitely consider a better place. But you also know that our young people are not afraid of the long road. "

    "£75."

    "£50."

    Sylvia stared at each other's eyes tightly. At this time, if she could use Legilimency, it would definitely be better than psychological tactics. Her own father works on the Muggle Commission, and she wants to curse Muggles? Sylvia immediately dismissed this idea that would never have been implemented.

    "Little girl, I only gave you such a low price when I saw that you were all still junior high school students." The boss folded his arms and looked at the difficult little girl in front of him.

    "We are all junior high school students, so we can help you promote it." Sylvia put forward a very attractive condition, "In fact, most of the tourists here are introduced by acquaintances. ?" There is no online publicity in this era, and it is impossible for such a survival field experience hall to spend money to publish in newspapers. Sylvia had already investigated it, and the boss was setting aside his own woodland to build the site, which in a sense belongs to the Buddhist business.

    "£70." The boss seemed to be making a final compromise.

    "£55." Sylvia said with a wink, "You can tell I'm very popular at school, right? And I promise you, it won't take you a month to bring you a batch. Come here young students. You can slaughter it when you want, and you can slaughter it for 200 pounds."

    "Why are you so handsome, little girl?" The boss couldn't help laughing. Sylvia spread out her five fingers and shook it in front of her, implying that the boss made a fifty-five deal.

    "Come on, come in with me." As soon as the boss picked up the key and waved, Sylvia immediately turned around and made a done gesture to her friends.

    "It's amazing!" The girls couldn't help but exclaimed.

    "Mom would have liked you more if she knew that you still have this ability." Fred hooked Sylvia's shoulders and followed the boss to the venue together.

    "Aren't you afraid that he won't agree to bargain?" George also followed.

    "He looked at it because we were young and wanted to cheat us of money." Sylvia shrugged, "The mess here adds up to 60 pounds, and he knows that the conditions here are not as good as others. local."

    "So how much did you bring?" Robert asked aside.

    "Seventy pounds, plus the deposit." Sylvia raised her chin proudly.

    "Merlin's beard! Then you're talking about fifty-five!" Kenneth's eyes widened in surprise.

    "You only need to do two things in bargaining, thick-skinned and ruthless." Sylvia raised her eyebrows at the boys behind her.

    "It's pretty housekeeping, little Bunny." Fred rubbed Sylvia's head hard.

    "Are you interested in joining our Weasleys?" George also rubbed her head.

    "You two won't collude with Ginny, right?" Sylvia punched each of them and tied the high ponytail again.

    "So, you're going to Hogwarts to promote this place?" Lee walked over to Sylvia.

    "Of course not." Sylvia shook her head.

    "Are you lying to him?" Patricia whispered, covering her mouth, "You also said that a group of young students will come! It's really the same thing!"

    "Of course they will come." Sylvia raised her eyebrows, "Dora and the other Aurors are looking for a place to build a team, as long as I propose this place, they will definitely come."

    "So it is! The boss can make a lot of money!" Emily said with a smile, "Are there many of them?"

    "The number of people doesn't matter." Sylvia chuckled, "The important thing is that they won't bargain, and I won't bargain."

    "Then we split into two teams?" Arya asked. A group of them had already changed gear and stood in the forest with their paintball guns slung over their shoulders.

    "How about... let's make a team of two!" Sylvia said with a smirk, "How about a team of men and women? If you hit the paintball on the head, you will be eliminated." Glancing at Fred and Angelina. Brother, you will thank me in the future.

    "Sure." Fred agreed immediately, and he looked at Sylvia subconsciously, "Then I must be with Bunny."

    "To be fair we can't have a group, Fred." Sylvia patted him on the shoulder earnestly, "What else are the rest of our group playing?"

    "It makes sense." As the others tutted dismissively, Fred agreed with Sylvia again, "Angelina, we're a group."

    That's it!

    Sylvia threw a fist in her heart.

    "I'm with George." Sylvia took George's arm and stepped aside.

    "Who do you look down on?" George slapped her head hard, "I'm worse than Fred in your eyes?"

    The remaining groups are Lee and Arya, Kenneth and Patricia, and Robert and Emily.

    "Hey! We're actually playing a shooting game with five members of the Quidditch team!" Li slapped his forehead.

    Blind students, you have found Huadian.

    "You should be glad that your teammate is Arya." Kenneth said, and Patricia glared at him.

    "This society is very cruel." Sylvia patted Li on the shoulder, "There is no fairness between people. It's time to grow up, Li."

    "Hey! But you didn't say that just now!" Li stomped the ground depressed.

    Hidden time for half an hour, Sylvia wanted to rush out several times to kill directly, but was brought back by George.

    "Killing them now will definitely catch them off guard!" Sylvia insisted on her opinion very much.

    "You set half an hour, why are you fooling yourself?"

    "Put away your demonic fangs, Searle." George smiled and shook his head, "I dare say that you will definitely be unique among the Aurors in the future."

    "Thank you for the compliment." Sylvia laughed cheerfully, picked up her paintball gun and waved, "Let's go! If we don't attack, we can just stare at the target from a distance."

    "Let's go then." George was finally persuaded.

    "Let's go! I just saw Fred and Angie go here!" Sylvia excitedly pulled George to the northwest.

    "We really should have killed them first." George was already gearing up.

    "Of course not!" Sylvia's eyes widened, "The two of them leave it to me until the end!"

    "Why?"

    "You look stupid, you have to contribute to your brother's love." Sylvia said bitterly.

    "You mean Fred and Angelina?" George snorted, "What are you looking at? It's impossible for them both."

    "You don't understand, don't you?" Sylvia bumped George's arm, "Angelina is exactly the type that Fred likes? Tall and beautiful, and can be with He played Quidditch together."

    "It's his type." George slammed the gun on his shoulder. "But Fred sure doesn't like her."

    "How can you be sure? You two really have the same mind?" Sylvia heard a paintball confrontation as soon as she finished speaking. The two exchanged glances and quickened their pace.

    "You and Fred really want to go together." George looked at Fred from behind the tree, who ignored the rules and started hunting.

    "Poor Kenneth and Patricia, how can they beat Fred and Angie?" Sylvia made a prayer gesture.

    "If you want to protect Fred, it's time to go." George pointed to the two teams that came to support from a distance.

     "Damn it! They play Fred and the other team? Let's go!" Sylvia, relying on the tacit understanding with George, did not need to say more, and went around to Li and Alia. A flank came from behind.

    "We have an ambush!" Li exclaimed, not daring to stick his head out from behind the rock. Under the hail of bullets from Sylvia and George, they could only run away.

    "Fred! You said there were only two of you!" Kenneth shouted, "You and George are allied!"

    "We didn't agree!" cried Fred, his voice full of joy, "but we were always together! Don't you know?"

    "Fred and Angie who dare to touch me! You first ask your elder brother if I will answer!" Sylvia's eyes became fierce, and she quickly took Kenneth's head.

    "Nice job!" George gave her a high five, "We can move on! They're going to fight!"

    Fred has wiped out Robert and Emily's team. Sylvia really did not think wrong, the two of them killed together without blinking an eye, and the others really didn't have to play. It's a pity that Robert took Angelina away at the last moment.

    How to tear down my cp?

    Sylvia was furious. I haven't had any candy yet!

    "Hey! Look at me!" George exclaimed, dodging Sylvia's shot.

    "Sorry! The scene is so chaotic that I can't tell the difference between my teammates and my own." Sylvia once again hit Li's armor with a shuttle.

    "What did you just say?" George turned his head in panic.

    "No, I mean my opponent and my own people." Sylvia couldn't help laughing, aiming at Li's head and winning it successfully.

    "Hurry up and hide! Searle is killing her crazy!" George shouted, successfully taking down Patricia, "It's just killing! Even me!"

    "Damn it! You and Fred are the same team!" Arya shouted to avoid Sylvia's attack.

    "Of course we are a gang." Fred said this, but took down George with one shot.

    "Can I disarm and surrender?" Arya raised her hands.

    "No, Miss Spinnet." Fred jumped on the rock where Arya was hiding and shot her right in the head.

    Sylvia leaned against the tree trunk and gasped lightly, and she was a little exhausted from the fight just now. She could hear the sound of Fred walking step by step on the dirt, holding the gun tightly in his hand, not daring to let go.

    "We're the only two left, Bunny." Fred smiled and leaned against the other side of the tree trunk, "Come out and fight to the death."

    "Should we take a break?" Sylvia said flatteringly.

    "Think beautifully." Fred turned around and came to Sylvia. They both held guns at each other's heads at the same time, but neither of them fired.

    "Why didn't you shoot?"

    "Why didn't you shoot?"

    The two of them held a stalemate for a while, then lowered the muzzle together.

    "The two of us are really boring." Fred actually sat down directly next to Sylvia.

    "It's not as good as you and George. It's interesting to see you two fall in love and kill each other." Sylvia smiled and bumped his shoulder, "I should have shot myself just now. "

    "It's quite righteous to come to save me." Fred smiled and hooked Sylvia's shoulder.

    "How do you know if this is George's idea?" Sylvia gave him a sideways glance.

    "George just wants to shoot me." Fred raised the gun and made a shooting motion, "Like I just shot him." Sylvia just He smiled and said nothing. "The two of us never put others in the eye." Fred was beaming every time he talked about the two of them. "It's better for us to make fun of ourselves when it comes to making fun of others."

    "I see." Sylvia clenched the gun and moved it slightly to the side.

    "Of course, I got to know you later." Fred turned his head and saw Sylvia raised the gun sharply, he hurriedly grabbed the barrel of the gun and tilted the muzzle, letting the paintball Hit the side of the tree trunk.

     "Damn it! You attacked me!" Fred held the gun tightly, and Sylvia completely lost her attack power.

    "We can't just sit here, right? They're all out! It's time to decide the outcome?" Sylvia stared, pulling the gun tightly for fear that Fred would directly disarm her.

    "That's right." Fred picked up his gun with his other hand. Sylvia slammed her head into Fred's forehead, and when the latter let go, she hurriedly regained control of the gun.

    After all, fighting is about the right time and place.

    Sylvia stepped on the dirt under her feet to get up, but unexpectedly slipped forward and fell down. Fred quickly hugged her, and the two of them rolled down the landslide under their feet.

    When the two of them finally stopped on the flat ground, Sylvia opened her eyes. The original panic on Fred's face was fleeting. He tightly wrapped his arms around her and tightly guarded her head with the other, and was pressed under him like a pad of flesh by her.

    Fred let go, but he left his gun where it had just been. Sylvia sat up on Fred and couldn't help laughing at the sight of his red hair dyed brown with mud. Although she reckoned that she was extremely ugly now.

    "Okay, let's do it." Fred rolled his eyes and looked like he would die.

    Fred closed his eyes obediently, which always gave Sylvia a feeling that he was letting himself win.

    Fred only heard the sound of the gun being thrown on the ground, and wondered what the little freak was thinking, and then heard a brisk: "Open your eyes."

    Fred opened his eyes again obediently, and the girl in front of him made a slap in front of his nose with her right hand, and her left hand seemed to be holding a gun.

    "Bloom!" Sylvia made a shooting motion and added sound effects to herself.

    Fred laughed inexplicably, his shoulders shaking. It must be because of Sylvia's smirk? It must be because of that, right? It couldn't be more stupid to laugh.

    He took back the sentence he wanted to say: "Should you get off me? Dead." It turned into an action of pretending to be shot and killed.

    "I won! I'm the champion!" Sylvia cheered.

    Fred thinks otherwise.

    The author has something to say:

    Searle is the champion! Hahaha so stupid! I am amused by stupid daughters all day long!

    Fred lost the game and won love(?) Hahahahahaha! !

    FPS is an acronym for First Person Shooter. One of Searle's great strengths: his accuracy is very good. After all, he was a child who wandered around in major game arcades and played video games at home. (It was too boring to play without a mobile phone at that time, hahahaha)

    Hey Fred's Cookies! ! I think it's pretty sweet. I love this everyday casual cookie hahaha! ! Sweet or not sweet or not sweet or not sweet or not?

    I can't tell the difference between my teammates and my own is my favorite game anchor hahahaha! It's just a slip of the tongue but I really think it's hilarious hahaha! !

    About Seale being a little rich woman. In fact, I think the family conditions of the Tonks family are very good. Moreover, Searle is a contemporary Chinese female college student (?) who is diligent and thrifty. It is quite normal to have a small treasury of her own, right hahaha! Besides, Sirius is back, right? Is there Sirius still worried about food and clothing in Searle? (Sirius is so good)

    I quite like to write about the daily life of a group of their classmates, and such group building plots will often happen!

    I didn't expect that there were not many comments in the last chapter, maybe because I spent a lot of time in the last chapter. I love everyone's feedback! whatever! Modo Modo!

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Susu 5 bottles;

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