HP Dear Miss Freak

    "Actually, Sylvia is also a little worried. It's not a long-term solution to deceive professors and Filch with Disguise Mags all the time."

    The next night, as planned, Sylvia sat in the lounge until everyone left. Happily, even at night, the beating fire kept the lounge as warm and bright as noon. Fred and George sneaked out of the dormitory.

    "Let's go." "The kitchen," they both said excitedly.

    "Let's go." Sylvia got up, and the three walked out of the lounge together.

    "Don't you get your tricks back first?" Sylvia asked.

    "Those are important." "But our motto is to have fun," they both said cheerfully.

    "I still want to help you get it back." Sylvia pursed her lips.

    "Of course I'll take it back." Fred patted her on the shoulder.

    "We thought about going to the kitchen and smashing two fruit pies on Filch's old face, it should be good." George smirked and touched his chin.

    "I didn't see you wrong." Sylvia shook her head and continued to walk forward, the two of them laughed silently as if they were being praised.

    "How did you find this secret passage?" Fred asked as they walked in the secret passage.

    "You heartless! Step on me!" Sylvia stared at Fred, but he probably couldn't see it.

    "Sorry sorry." Fred patted her head unapologetically.

    "I now doubt whether you really can't see or not." Sylvia shook her head depressedly.

    "So how did you find out?" George brought the topic back.

    "It's a coincidence." She shrugged, "Good luck."

    "One must have a second." "Hey, the three of us can definitely find more together," they both said excitedly.

    Sylvia was happy to form a team with the two of them, who wouldn't want to go on a night out with Fred and George?

    After they were full in the kitchen, Fred and George actually left the kitchen with two fruit pies.

    "Listen, if you meet Filch later, don't go out by yourself." Fred took Sylvia's shoulder and said.

    "We are good friends, you can't let yourself take risks." George said on the other side.

    "What's your plan?" Sylvia asked.

    "If he met Filch, George would put pie in his face."

    "You follow Fred right away and I'll follow."

    "If you don't meet Filch, we'll be watching at the door of his office."

    "When he came back, Fred put pie in his face," they both said in unison.

    "Wow, what a great idea." Sylvia laughed dryly, and the two of them led her to the door of Filch's office.

    "Araho cave open." Sylvia chanted the spell softly, and the office door opened automatically. Filch's office was a hut with an oil lamp hanging from the ceiling and the smell of grilled fish. It seemed that Mrs. Norris had a good meal, and there were filing cabinets for students' disciplinary records.

    George closed the door gently, and Sylvia lit her wand to illuminate the front.

    "When did you teach us spells? Sylvia." Fred poked around in Filch's office, trying to find something interesting.

    "Any time." Sylvia said, pulling open the drawer of the shabby table.

    "Footsteps." George put his ear to the door to watch the wind, and he roared at the other two companions in a low voice.

    "Damn it, isn't it a pot thing to be caught here?" Fred tutted.

    "Found it." Sylvia picked up the box of crackling cards and stuffed it into Fred's arms.

    "Here he is!" George whispered.

    Fred suddenly pulled Sylvia: "Don't look for it! Retreat first."

    "Do you know Disillusionment? Syl?" George asked.

    "I'm not a genius, George." Sylvia was helpless.

    "Get ready, Fred" George held up the fruit pie.

    "Get ready, George" Fred said, grabbing Sylvia's wrist with one hand. Sylvia suddenly saw a document on the table that seemed to have the names of Fred and George written on it, and she quickly pulled it down and stuffed it into her pocket.

    The door was slammed open, and with a scream from Filch, George smeared the fruit pie in his face. What Sylvia didn't expect was that Fred picked her up and carried her on his shoulders and ran out of the door quickly.

    Finally raised her head from Fred's dangling shoulders, Sylvia saw Filch grab George's robe, she quickly threw a tripping spell, Let George escape smoothly.

    "You don't want your brother anymore?" Sylvia asked after Fred carried Sylvia into the secret passage.

    "I sacrificed my own brother to save you, shouldn't you be moved?" Fred said and put her down.

    "That trick just now was really cool! It saved my life, Syl." George got into the secret passage and just collided with Sylvia.

    "You see I found this." Sylvia covered her forehead and took out a piece of parchment from her pocket.

    "Give some light, man." Fred patted her on the shoulder. Sylvia lit the wand on the parchment.

    "Punishment?" Fred laughed.

    "The old guy decided it was the two of us who were traveling at night." George also smiled.

    "Although it's the two of you." Sylvia shrugged.

    "In fact, there is you."

    "Blessings are shared, and difficulties are shared." George patted her on the shoulder.

    "You smashed him with shit?" Sylvia looked at one of them, her eyes widening.

    "That old **** swears."

    "He wasn't happy with how we cleaned it."

    "So we gave him a little lesson."

    "Or make a joke with him."

    "You don't want to speak for that old guy, do you?" George asked, looking at Sylvia.

    "Forget about that old guy, time for fun guys! Get this back, how about going back and playing?" Fred shook the cards in his hand.

    What can I say? You two are still too naive indeed. But this is youth, right?

    "I thought of a new way to play, give me the card and bring it to you tomorrow." Sylvia stretched out her hand and placed it in front of Fred.

    Fred gleefully handed the box to her and rubbed her head: "I'm looking forward to seeing what new tricks you can come up with, Searle."

    "Follow me, you will always have fun." Sylvia raised her head.

    "We were provoked? George." "She hasn't seen our power, Fred." They both raised their voices involuntarily.

    Sylvia put a person on their heads: "You want to let people know that we are traveling at night, right?"

    "Wait." Fred suddenly shrank when he took a step around the corner, "It's Snape."

    "Why is he here? This is the fifth floor!" George whispered.

    "Wait." Sylvia patted their heads, took a deep breath and walked out quickly.

    I admire my courage more and more, no wonder the Sorting Hat put me in Gryffindor without thinking.

    Sylvia felt a light on her body.

    "Who's there?"

    "It's me, Professor Snape." Sylvia stood calmly in front of Snape, letting him point the glowing wand at her nose, now she had become Charlie looks like.

    "I don't remember you being on duty today, Mr. Weasley." Snape gave her a cold look, "and I think you should have ended today's prefect for any reason. Already working."

    "I'm going back, Professor. This is the way back to the tower." Sylvia tried her best to keep Charlie's usual honest smile.

    "Although Dumbledore is very tolerant of you, don't think I don't know, you sneaked off to meet Hagrid again."

    "Of course not."

    Wow I know what a shocking revelation! Sylvia was delighted. Next time there's a reason to threaten Charlie to cover us.

    "Humph." Snape snorted coldly, "Tomorrow morning's Potions class, if you dare to yawn, you can go directly to your beloved dragon."

    After Snape walked away, Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief.

    It's okay, Charlie will graduate in just one year, so he can meet his beloved dragon.

    "This is too similar!" Fred came out of the secret passage at some point, squeezed the biceps of Sylvia's left arm and said, "You really Exactly like Charlie."

    "Hey! When did we want to go out and play secretly, can you be us instead?" George tried to put on Sylvia's shoulder. Compared with the two first-grade little beanies, sixth-grade Charlie has grown very tall.

      Cut, "And I can only become some familiar people. This transformation is changed by my consciousness, and it must be maintained by magic, so I can't transform for a long time now, and every time I transform myself It will be... very sleepy, do you understand that?" Sylvia said and yawned.

    "You can't always go out at night and make me sleep!" The fat lady opened the door for them unhappily, "I need enough sleep to maintain my beauty!"

    "Sorry, ma'am." Sylvia smiled apologetically and followed the two heartless guys into the lounge.

    "Are you hungry? Searle." Fred asked. "You didn't eat much just now."

    "Eating at night will make you fat." Sylvia pinched her baby-fat face depressedly.

    "Happiness is the most important thing, why bother?" George patted her on the head.

    "If I wasn't restrained, I would have crushed me to death when Fred lifted me up just now." Sylvia said. Fred immediately gave a frustrated look: "You're really heavy. Dude." Sylvia punched him hard in the arm.

    "I still have one pie left, so I can't waste it, right?" George said regretfully, taking out the fruit pie from his pocket.

    The next pie that she regretted was stuck on her face.

    "George Weasley!" Sylvia roared to beat George, but was stopped by Fred covering her mouth with one hand and wrapping her waist in the next second.

    "Everyone is sleeping, please be quiet." Fred suppressed his smile.

    "It can't be wasted, buddy." George has been laughing so much that he can't straighten his waist.

    "Disappear in front of me in five seconds, or I'll let you **** new prank spell." Sylvia said viciously, and the two of them immediately ran to the men's dormitory.

    "Good night, Miss Fruit Pie." The two of them almost sang.

    Well, I shouldn't have thought that being friends with them would prevent them from plotting against each other, I was too naive. Sylvia cleaned up her face, the magic spell was really uncomfortable on her face, she patted her robe and walked towards the dormitory.

    But I'm not that good at plotting.

    Sylvia thought to herself.

    Be sure to remember,

    Fire and theft, Weasley Twins.

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