HP Dear Miss Freak

    "Fred discovered that there are some things that George can't share."

    It's Sylvia's annual complaining season, and every year she can add fuel to those complaints and give a passionate speech about the fact that the British winter starts in October.

    Influenza suddenly broke out in the school recently, but Madam Pomfrey thoughtfully prepared a refresher for everyone. The effect is immediate, it's amazing, the only side effect is something that makes you look stupid.

    Sylvia had just come out of her gloomy September, and had no time for Ginny, who was in a more critical situation. As the twins say, she's been sick for a while.

    But Sylvia didn't think for a moment what she should do. , Besides, she is in labor service these days, she has to be a guinea pig for the Weasley brothers' new trick, and she has to be caught by Oliver to talk about strategy. She was so busy that she could not wait to learn Clone Technique.

    Percy seems to think his sister has the unfortunate flu too, so Ginny is forced to drink some pick-me-up. Sylvia accompanies her and her broken-hearted brother to the medical wing, and sees the steam rising from under her bright red hair. It is no exaggeration to say that the whole little head really looks like it is on fire.

    "You go back first." Percy looked at Sylvia, "Professor Flitwick asked you to help."

    "It's Professor Sprout." Sylvia handed Ginny a glass of water, "It's really bothering you to inform me all day long, but it's rare that you'll be wrong. "

    "I'm really busy, you know, prefects always have a lot going on." Percy coughed, as if covering up his little mistake.

    This guy, Percy, has indeed been a lot rash since he fell in love. About this, Sylvia finds it quite cute.

    "You're the one who should go back." Ginny stared weakly at her brother, "I'd rather Syl be with me."

    "Go! Percy! You still have to complete your glorious mission! Leave your sister to me!" Sylvia said impassively in an extremely exaggerated tone.

    "Okay, I'll tell Mommy Sylvia has been helping to take care of you." Percy said, getting up and leaving.

     "Don't tell Mom everything! I'm not a child anymore!"

    "Don't be mad, my dear Kim. Percy is like that, you know, he cares about you too." Sylvia patted Ginny on the shoulder in relief, "Okay. Well, although there is an element of over-caring."

    "They always do!" Ginny hammered the bunk in displeasure.

    "Kim, you can tell me anything on your mind." Sylvia thought of the diary, and she thought Tom Riddle had heard everything she said about her family treating her as a child "You can always trust me, right?"

    But before Ginny could reply in the affirmative, an ethereal voice sounded behind them.

    "I said you needed to come find Madam Pomfrey, and you did." Luna blinked her big eyes at Ginny.

    Sylvia didn't know that they had met so early, but they were students of the same grade and had met each other more or less.

    "I'm not sick." Ginny looked worse. It seems that they did become very good friends at a later stage.

    "Hi! Luna!" Sylvia and Luna waved, "I think Ginny is all right. How about you? You have a cold too?"

    "I'm here to find my shoes." Luna pointed down, and Sylvia realized that the shoes on her feet were different colors, "They look weird, don't they? ?"

    "I think it's so cool!" Sylvia exclaimed from the bottom of her heart, "Hey! You know what? I have two pairs of canvas shoes, one black and one red, as long as I wear them alternately. Means I have four pairs of shoes?"

    "Sounds good." Luna smiled at Sylvia.

    "But why did you come here to find it?" Ginny looked at the two crazy girls who were inexplicably excited.

    "Last time I found my lost "The Quibbler" here." Luna said briskly.

    "Let me find it for you? Of course, I have to send Ginny back to the dormitory first." Sylvia said enthusiastically. Hoddle was right, she was a nosy.

    "You don't have to send me back." Ginny seemed a little unhappy, she didn't want to sound like a burden to anyone, "You just go."

    "Let's go! Let's go back! I'm going to change my shoes first!" Sylvia took Ginny's hand and looked at Luna, "Will you wait for me? Is it? I dare say that one black and one red is no worse than your one blue and one green."

    "I would love to." Luna jumped after her.

    The rain has not stopped for several days, and just like Oliver's enthusiasm for organizing training, it has only increased.

    Fred and George have been tasked with spying on the Slytherin team. They saw with their own eyes that those Slytherins riding Nimbus 2001 were just seven faint shadows in the air. This news can only make the atmosphere of training more depressing, and Oliver will only continue to increase the intensity of training.

    After a training session, it is absolutely normal to be covered in mud. Even Sylvia, who was a military division and a substitute, was not spared, not to mention the regular players who trained hard.

    "Hey, Syl, how are you feeling?" George sat next to Sylvia after the day's training. He was covered in mud, and it seemed that Bludger was giving him a lot of trouble. Sylvia even wondered if they forgot to release the Bludger.

    "Mainly when it's rainy and I want to sleep, you know, George." Sylvia even yawned, "I can do it when I roll over in training. Yawn, can you believe it?"

    At this time, she felt that she was a wizard and could use magic to fix her bangs very well. Otherwise she must look bad after training.

    "I believe it, when you want to sleep, you should sleep when you're full." George said with a smile, reaching out and gently scraping a bit of mud off her cheek, "You You have mud on your face, so wipe it off quickly."

    "You're too embarrassed to tell me!" Sylvia laughed, and there was a big piece on George's left cheek, "The piece on your face is the same as a mask!"

    "Where?" George reached out to touch, but the mud on his hand got on his face again. Sylvia couldn't help giggling.

    "I'll do it." Sylvia couldn't help laughing when she saw George like this, and reached out to help him wipe his face clean.

    "There's more here." George glanced meaningfully to the side with his eyes imperceptible, and brought his right face over with a smile.

    "You don't have any hands, don't you? You dare to send me! You have the guts! George Weasley!" Softhearted, he wiped the last of the mud off George's face fiercely.

    "Sylvia, we went to the bathroom, can you come?" Angelina greeted, Sylvia immediately got up and followed her roommate out of the team room.

    George with his smirk turned to Fred, who was standing aside with a gloomy face. "Just admit it, Fred," said George, grinning angrily. "She's even more special to you."

    "Shut up." Fred walked out of the team lounge without saying a word.

    He must be insane to resist the urge to blow George's head with a bat. Do not! George is crazy! What was he doing just now? Although they are also friends. F**k! I'm going crazy! Fred walked in the twilight staring, no matter how happy George was laughing beside him, his face sullen.

    "Have fun! Dude!" George patted Fred on the back.

    "I told you to shut up! George! Are you sick?" Fred admitted to being a little irritated.

    "You are sick, you should also drink some refreshment to wake up, I have helped you and you still don't understand." George no matter how much Fred resisted at the moment Hooked his brother's shoulder, "Come on, we have to go back and have some fun with our salamander."

    The best way to get rid of post-workout fatigue is to take a soothing hot shower. Sylvia was happy to see that the twins were getting ready when they changed into clean clothes and came to the lounge.

    "It's just right! Sylvia!" George excitedly waved to Sylvia, and there was a smoldering salamander lying on the table in front of him. "Fred 'saved' this salamander from the Conservation of Magical Creatures class." George continued to explain, seeing that Fred still did not speak.

    Sylvia sat among them as always. She glanced at Fred from time to time, and felt that he had no interest today.

    "Why do you look like you've eaten ten pounds of slugs?" Sylvia leaned in front of Fred and blinked. Fortunately, Ron didn't suffer like this this time.

    "You TM eat slugs! George, let her see!" Fred glanced at George, and his brother obediently took out the fireworks and fed them to the salamanders.

    Sylvia shrank back subconsciously, and George immediately caught her by the shoulders and put her in his arms.

    The salamander jumped into the middle of the lounge with a swoosh, even to the position of the curtain. It moved around the room like crazy at high speed, even spinning and spraying sparks, occasionally accompanied by a rather dramatic loud noise.

    Although Sylvia knew that there would be such a scene for a long time, she was really taken aback when she saw it with her own eyes. This is like setting off firecrackers directly in the face during the New Year. But she smiled immediately: "How can I praise you? George! I've played all the products in the joke shop, but you can always play new tricks."

    George turned her head sideways to look at Sylvia, only to realize how close the two were now, as if their noses would touch each other accidentally. "There's more to come with us. Isn't it, Fred?" George said smugly, leaning on Sylvia's shoulder, turning to look at his brother.

    "Bullshit." Fred twitched the corners of his mouth.

    The next thing was as Sylvia imagined, and the salamander spewed orange stars from its mouth, which looked quite spectacular. It fled into the fire with the sound of explosions and the roar of Percy.

    "Fred! George!" Percy was already running over aggressively. George quickly grabbed Sylvia in front of him to block him.

    "How do you think I can deal with Percy?" Sylvia gave Percy a friendly smile.

    "You are his teacher, Searle. Our good example Percy is the most respectful teacher." George nodded solemnly. And Percy was already yelling at his younger brother in front of Sylvia. Sylvia turned her head, only to find that Fred was no longer in position.

    "Fred actually ran away by himself? I knew I had just run away." George stopped his smile and sat down after Percy left.

    "What happened to him tonight?" Sylvia turned around and didn't see Fred.

    "It's okay, he's mad at me." George touched his chin, "Of course, I didn't want him to be so mad at me. It seems that he is more than I thought. A little deeper."

    "What did you say without thinking?" Sylvia stared at George, "Why can't I understand a word?"

    "I really convinced you." Sylvia immediately got up and walked to the men's dormitory, "Can I see you two quarrel in my lifetime?"

    "If you had known us earlier, you would have seen us fighting." George leaned back in the armchair and closed his eyes.

    Sylvia knocked on the dormitory door, but Fred's voice came from behind her.

    "Why are you coming to our dormitory?" Fred sat on the spiral staircase. Further up here leads to the other boys' dormitories.

    "It scared me to death, of course I'm looking for you." Sylvia came to Fred and sat down, "Why are you sitting here alone? It's never going to be the dormitory again. Bird snake?"

    "Who do you think is ahead of you when you enter the dormitory?" Fred sneered and continued the joke, but it seemed that his face was written: I am not happy.

    "What's the matter with you tonight?" Sylvia sat up straight and faced him.

    "What's going on?" Fred pursed his lips, his face full of words: I'm just not happy, what do you think?

    "What's wrong with you! Fred Weasley!" Sylvia punched him in the arm, "You still play with me Now? When did we talk like this?"

    "You—" Fred clutched his arm in pain, "You came here to beat me? Go and play with George!"

    "You and George were having trouble and brought me?" Sylvia was completely unaware that she had entered the cross-server chat mode.

    "Me and George!" Fred suddenly raised his voice, startling Sylvia, "We are twins."

    "I know." Sylvia was stunned.

    "We grew up the same in everything." Fred continued leaning against the wall, "but you were never the same to us. You even gave us gifts are distinguished by color."

    "Yeah." Sylvia nodded.

    "But..." Fred sat up straight and continued to stare at her, "but we're twins, so you can't treat him better than me."

    "I treat him better than you?" Sylvia wondered, "But, no matter how you look at it, I have a stronger relationship with you?"

    "Is it—?" Fred squinted at Sylvia.

    "And who said that you are twins are the same? He has whatever you have, so how will you find a girlfriend in the future? Also find a pair of twins? The Pettier sisters?" Sylvie Aya asked with a smile.

    "I don't want it. I won't share some things with George, let alone share with him."

    "No, I seem to be here to persuade you to reconcile." Sylvia suddenly remembered her mission and patted Fred on the shoulder, "Fred, you and George should still You and I don't care."

    "You'd rather play with me than George, right?" Fred turned his head sharply to stare at her. This stare made Sylvia panic a little, the pure expectation in his eyes was too dazzling.

    "Sure, don't you feel it?" Sylvia nodded. Fred laughed immediately. Seeing him laugh like this stupidly, no matter how many contradictions there are. Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Angelina said, you said that George is more reliable than me." Fred shrugged.

    "Don't you think?" Sylvia asked rhetorically.

    "But it's more fun to play with the unreliable Fred than the reliable George." Fred threw a punch as if he had won something.

    "You're right. You're right. Don't be so awkward, go play a joke with George and let him know you're not angry, okay?" Sylvia gave Fred a shove. .

    "I'm going to press him to the ground and beat him!" Fred walked towards the lounge, writing on his face: I couldn't be happier.

    "Huh?" Sylvia looked at him in astonishment and hurriedly followed.

    Halloween Dinner.

    Sylvia did not see Ginny at the Gryffindor table. She seemed to have found out why she was nosy. This feeling of knowing what happened to Ginny but pretending that nothing happened tormented her for a long time. She kept telling herself that she couldn't act rashly until she found a better solution. The final conclusion was that the Horcrux's KPIs are left to Harry.

    But it's hard to feel bad.

    "Your handsome boy is calling you." Angelina suddenly approached Sylvia and startled her.

    "You are trying to scare me to death." Sylvia said and looked up at the Ravenclaw table, but Hoddle had been chatting with the classmates beside him, obviously not looking over The sign, "Where?" The guy's hair was long enough to interfere with his meals, so he tied a low tweezer.

    "I only said it was your good-looking boy, but I didn't say who it was." Angelina said and laughed wickedly with Arya.

    "Enough is enough for you two." Sylvia rolled her eyes amused.

    "I've been waiting for that guy to come to me to inquire about you." Angelina hugged Sylvia, "Is it because I'm not your best friend yet?"

    "Just because he won't come to inquire about me! What are you two carrying on your mind every day?" Sylvia picked up a chocolate cake and stuffed it into Angelina's mouth.

    She glanced at Ravenclaw again subconsciously, but Hoddle just happened to look over. He raised his eyebrows in greeting, and scooped up the red bean **** in the bowl with the spoon in his hand. Since Coco learned this, every festival will be on the table of Hogwarts banquet. Sylvia still sighed with emotion that Coco actually took what she said to heart, although eating this during a Western festival did not make her feel homesick.

    "Is this what you always say in silence?" Arya asked mysteriously.

    "You'd better be loud so the Ravenclaw girls can hear." Sylvia looked at the girls who were concerned about the whispering. Since she became more famous, every time she stayed in the library with Hoddle, many people stopped and watched.

    "Senior students are good, look at our grade." Angelina pursed her lips and motioned for everyone to look at the boys of the same grade. Fred and George took the lead in tossing the puffs to play, and then went on one by one, and whoever fell first would smear the big pot on his face.

    "It's rare for the two of them to take their attention away from the dung, so let them play." Sylvia smiled and shook her head. Since the self-tracking dung eggs, the two of them have been hunted by Filch all day, and occasionally implicated themselves. Whether or not she was involved, in Filch's eyes, she was already an accomplice in the bondage.

    "It's a little more reliable for Robert alone." Arya looked at Robert who was sitting quietly eating dinner.

    "Hey! Talk about it!" Sylvia suddenly pulled the two girls around her towards her, "Look at Robert and Emily." nod.

    "The two of them are really low-key." Sylvia looked at the two who were laughing and chatting from time to time. The table was lively, but Sylvia always felt that someone was watching them. She raised her head and looked through Hoddle, who continued to discuss, and saw a few straight eyes on the long Slytherin table.

    "You didn't go to London with us last Christmas, we met Robert." Angelina said excitedly, "It's a chance encounter, I don't believe it anyway."

    "The progress of the two of them is really calm and terrifying." Arya shook her head and said, she seemed to have noticed Slytherin's gaze, after she glared back fiercely, that His gaze disappeared immediately.

    "That's what you don't understand, it's the truth." Sylvia shook the orange juice in her hand, pretending to say with emotion.

    As soon as the dinner was over, Fred and George could not wait to rush back to the lounge with Sylvia. The two of them have had so many new ideas lately that they have been in need of a guinea pig who is as hardworking as they are.

    Sylvia climbed the stairs and saw the crowd in front of her and the laughter that gradually disappeared. She knew almost immediately which episode had arrived. The twins, who love to join in the fun, naturally took the brunt of the crowd, but even the two of them were completely stunned when they saw Mrs. Norris hanging upside down and blocked Sylvia from behind.

    The crowd was completely silent, until a dull voice cut through the silence: "Those who are enemies of the heir, vigilant?"

    Sylvia looked at Draco with a twitchy smile on his face, and his face sank immediately after he blurted out the inappropriate words. She kept staring at the young master, but fortunately, before the farce ended, he didn't say: "The next one is you, Mudblood."

    The author has something to say:

    I didn't expect everyone's response to the last chapter to be mediocre. I really liked that chapter hahaha. If I'm in a bad mood, it'd be great to have a chance to beat the Bludgers!

    I also like this chapter, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha the Hogwarts vinegar king Fred is completely online.

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