HP Dear Miss Freak

    “Everyone has a secret room in their heart.”

    "Searle! Did you bring Hogwarts: A School History to school?" Sylvia, who helped Mrs. Pince, "The people who have registered in the library for borrowing have already been lined up for two weeks!"

    "I'm sorry, my dear Min, I didn't bring it here." left in a hurry.

    Sylvia wanted to tell Hermione that she knew about the Chamber of Secrets rumors, but maybe it would be better for Professor Binns to talk about it in class, everyone It is necessary to understand. Sylvia found that she had indeed become more cautious.

    Among the many labor services, what she likes most is to help Mrs. Pins. It reminded her of the days when she was a librarian in the last time and space, and during that time she read a lot of strange books.

    "Sylvia?" Rebecca took out a book and saw Sylvia's face on the opposite side of the bookshelf, and walked around with great interest.

    "Hi! Betty!" Sylvia greeted her with a smile, only then did she notice a girl behind Rebecca, "You are Hannah?"

    "Hello, Sylvia." Hannah gave a polite smile.

    "You two sisters are very similar." Sylvia smiled and looked at the Aibo sisters, "Not like me and Dora."

    "You two look alike! I haven't seen Dora in a long time, how is she doing?" Some of the books were brought here to help put them on the bookshelf.

    "She, don't worry. You and Seid can come to me at any time if you want." Sylvia smiled and put the The book was put on the shelf, "It's hard to see Dora, and Scrimgeour is too cruel to the reservists." But she was glad that Dora's leader was Scrimgeour now, and he wouldn't have to be Big Malfoy helped him to avenge his personal revenge under pressure.

    "I want to ask—" Hannah put her head together.

    "Is Harry the heir to Slytherin?" "no."

    "Hannah!" Rebecca gave her sister a displeased look.

    "I wanted to ask about that day!" Hannah glared at her sister, "You know there are all kinds of speculations about Mrs. Norris' murder. Mr Filch also said Potter had a motive, didn't he? Of course I know Harry Potter was never a bad idea person, but I also want a truth not a guess!"

    "Yeah yeah! Be wary of the heirs, be wary! Then why aren't you scared with them?" Rebecca snorted.

    "I'm pureblood!" Hannah snarled and lowered her voice, then looked at Sylvia, "So what do you know? You can be sure ?"

    "Why are you asking me if you don't believe what I said?" Sylvia shrugged indifferently, "Don't always listen to others, you Just getting along with Harry myself shows why I trust him."

    "I'm sorry Hannah said that." Rebecca said, shoving her sister out of Sylvia's sight, "Wait a minute. Tell me about Muggle stamps when you're done!"

    "Are you still trying to send a letter to Ryan?" Hannah's eyes widened, and she was abruptly pulled away by her sister.

    Looks like Sylvia is going to retire from the center of public opinion, and our little Harry is going to take the hapless position.

    Sylvia just sighed, and almost hit a thin chest when she turned around.

    "Good to meet you, Miss Tonks." Hoddle's eyes swept across the rows of books and opened his mouth to greet him.

    "Are you wearing perfume?" Sylvia didn't smell the faint smoke she expected, "I got you scared to death, when did you come? "

    "Always." Hoddle frowned slightly as if thinking, "I'm looking for books in the row of bookshelves in front of you."

    "What book are you looking for? I tell you now I know all the books here!" Sylvia said proudly and patted her chest, "In the future I'm the library's dedicated search system."

     "Good job, maybe you can ask Professor Dumbledore for a salary?" Hoddle raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and suddenly set his eyes on Sylvia face.

    "Why?" Sylvia subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but her waist was already firmly against the bookshelf behind her.

    Hoddle just stared at Sylvia, but it was so long that she could count her heartbeat. He stretched out his slender index finger and hooked a book in Sylvia's ear, pulled it gently, and held it in his hand but didn't take it down.

    "Eh! Look silly?" Hoddle looked down at the girl in front of him and laughed.

    "Huh?" Sylvia sneered immediately, "That's great, Mr. Wafflin! It's going to be a wall! I warn you! Don't think about PUA I!"

    "I only understood what you said'great Mr. Waughlin'." Hoddle maintained this He tilted his head and looked at her with a smile, "Thank you."

    "Who did you learn all this from? No wonder girls are so fascinated by you." Sylvia folded her arms and pulled out A mocking smile.

    "So you don't know how to let it go?" Hoddle stopped his smile with a speechless expression, "Your emotional intelligence is also very worrying, Don Miss Cox."

    "I'm so sorry! Mr. Waughlin! I'm so blind! Please spare me once!" Sylvia immediately Taking a step to the side, Hoddle clicked his finger and took down the book and read it.

    "You're so loud that you want Mrs. Pince to kick you out?" Hoddle said casually. "You sound exactly like your sister."

    "You still know Dora?" Sylvia sorted out the messy bookshelf.

    "I know you have a sister in Hufflepuff," Hoddle explained.

    "After all, she is someone who has been with her since she was born, and she will always be influenced by her." Sylvia laughed, "This feeling You won't understand."

    "I don't understand?" Hoddle frowned slightly. "How do you know if I understand? I also have a sister."

    "You have a sister!" Sylvia exclaimed in a low voice, "Why don't you ever say it!"

    "Should I tell everyone I have a sister?" Hoddle disagreed.

    "Your sister must be very similar to you, right?" Sylvia was very excited when she thought that there would be such a beautiful woman standing in front of her, "I Can I see her?"

    "It's not like, no." Hoddle put the book back in his hand, and took another one and opened it in his hand.

    "How stingy, can I still rob your sister?" Sylvia pouted, leaning against the bookshelf.

    "That's not certain, no one will dislike my sister." Hoddle's eyes added a lot of different light, "Not to mention you I jumped at the girl when I saw it."

    "Are you hiding so deeply for fear of someone hitting your sister?" Sylvia smiled and patted his shoulder, "Be careful. Much, Mr. Waughlin."

    "Yeah, now it seems that I need to guard against you the most." The corner of Hoddle's mouth couldn't help but rise.

    "Let me meet my sister!" Sylvia shook his arm in a pleasing manner.

    "I haven't seen her in six years." Hoddle said, and stopped the smile on his face. Sylvia was stunned for a moment, let go of his arm, and stopped the smile and stood quietly.

    "Why don't you go see her?" Sylvia asked, "Where did she go? Travel around the world after graduation like you? I think She must have been a pretty good wizard too."

    "She's a Squib," Hoddle whispered as he put the book back in his hand. His deep voice made the atmosphere even more oppressive.

    "So she's been in the Muggle world?" Sylvia quickly changed to a more serious state, "Then I think she's definitely there too The best."

    "Sure." Hoddle laughed, "She went to China for university the year I came to Hogwarts. Now she's in graduate school? "

    "So you like China so much? Because my sister likes it?" Sylvia nodded slightly.

    "I was brought up by Heather." Hoddle's eyes were full of tenderness, "My parents needed work, and she Always patient."

    "No wonder you like her so much." Sylvia nodded again, "So why does Sister Heather like China so much?"

    "Because her mother is Chinese." Hoddle said, Sylvia turned her head sharply to look at him, "Yes, me and Heather Half-siblings. Her mother was a Chinese Muggle who died when she was very young."

    Sylvia wanted to say I'm sorry, but I feel weird. There was so much information that she didn't know how to speak for a moment.

    "You like her so much, I'm sorry to hear she left the UK." Sylvia spoke slowly.

    "Why?" Hoddle smiled. "She should go. She's not happy here at all, she should go."

    "Then you can go see her when you think about her!" Sylvia blinked, "Hey! You can go when you are an adult and graduate. !"

    "Yeah." Hoddle smiled and leaned against the bookshelf beside Sylvia, "Would you like to go with me then? Travel around the world? "

    World Travel! Sylvia is heartbroken! At this moment, the ecstatic Hoddle in her eyes saw it in her eyes and quietly remembered it in her heart.

    "I'll be underage by then!" Sylvia still held back her emotions and stabbed him with her elbow with a smile, "Do you want me to drop out of school? "

    "I don't want to take a loud guy with me yet." Hoddle rolled his eyes.

    "Then it's not easy for you to send a letter to Sister Heather? There are very few owls going internationally, right?" Sylvia looked at him.

    "We don't correspond, and it's not good for her to meet owls there." Hoddle shrugged.

    "Then what if you miss her? Have you installed a landline phone in your house?" Sylvia met his increasingly lonely eyes.

& nbsp; A Chinese song that she sang to me when she left the UK."

    Sylvia wanted to hug Hoddle, but she didn't. She waved her wand to set up a small barrier and sang "Farewell" softly. She knew that Hoddle wanted this more than the hug.

    Lockhart's class consisted of a vivid reading of his own work and a stage play with a few hapless students, but he never had a point Sylvia's name. Regardless of the state of mind, Sylvia was quite satisfied with the result.

    "It doesn't look very smart." Sylvia slept and found that she was disappointed when the class was not over yet. Lee was called up to play a vampire. According to Lockhart, after he dealt with the vampire, it only ate turnips.

    "You just missed Robert the Ghost!" Fred laughed recklessly.

    "Maybe it's because of his long hair?" George made a gesture on his head.

    "It's better to go to Oliver for training than to listen to him in class." Sylvia lay back on the table, and she even found the joy of sleeping in class here. .

    "It's really boring." Fred nodded.

    "We're thinking of a way to skip class openly." George leaned into Sylvia's ear and said.

    "So we wanted to add something to the candy that would make people pass out immediately, but I don't think they would pass out." Fred patted the west Sylvia's shoulder, "So we're still working on the corresponding antidote."

    "Oh!" finally coming! The prototype of quick-acting escaping candy!

    After waiting for a long time and finally waiting for today—

    "Okay, my classmates." Lockhart showed his neat white teeth, "Remember to finish your homework: just the simple speciality I cured. The deeds of the villagers in Lansylvania write a sonnet! The students who write the best will get the "I Can Magic" signed by the author!"

    "Do you want it?" Sylvia quickly packed up and left the classroom with the twins, "Now you can make a lot of money by reselling."

    "You earn all this money? You don't want to face for this stinky money?" Fred snorted disdainfully. Sylvia smiled and rolled her eyes, it is a fool to have money and not make money.

    "Percy could win a copy for our mother." George rolled his eyes too.

    "I'm about to see your candy! Understand!" Sylvia took them both on the shoulders, "I want to be with that white tooth forever. Say goodbye to class!"

    Fred and George's skipping candy did not progress, but Oliver's nervous Quidditch match came as promised.

    This is the first Harry and Draco fight. Sylvia couldn't even be nervous. Looking at the crowd in the audience, she always felt that the faint sound of thunder in the air was a true reflection of her heart.

    Again, knowing what's going to happen but being indifferent is really tormenting.

    Before the game, Oliver used to give his teammates the morale-boosting speech time. "The Slytherin team's brooms are indeed better than ours," he said solemnly, "but like Searle said, our broomsticks are better than them! Besides, we train harder than them, and in each have flown in all weather conditions—"

    "That's right." George raised his eyebrows, "My clothes haven't been dried since August." Fred also responded. Rolled his eyes.

    "So we're going to do what we can to convince them." Oliver turned to Harry excitedly, "It's up to you, Harry, let them see See, as a Seeker, having a rich dad isn't enough. Catch the Snitch before Malfoy or die on the field."

    Ah, Oliver's classic line. Sylvia leaned aside and looked at her impassioned captain.

    "So don't stress, Harry." Fred winked at Harry. After the mobilization, the players walked to the field.

    "Today's game is particularly critical, you must not slip away!" Oliver said, grabbing Sylvia suddenly.

    "I see." Sylvia patted him on the shoulder.

    Just as Sylvia remembered, the Bludger was manipulated by Dobby. No matter how Fred and George hit the ball, it hit Harry's head like a boomerang.

    "The Slytherins lead, sixty to zero."

    The sky is starting to rain. Sylvia looked at the anxious atmosphere on the field and sighed. Aside from Harry, the Chasers were quite nervous here too. Clearly Nimbus 2001 played to their value, coupled with the otherwise tough stamina and ability of the Slytherins.

    Mrs. Hooch's whistle blew and Gryffindor called a timeout. Sylvia saw the red people get together, all she had to do was stand by. And she knew very well that she didn't really need to do anything.

    "Ginny?" Sylvia saw Ginny sneaking at the gate of the stadium, she was walking outside the stadium in the rain. That direction was Hagrid's cabin. This is indeed a good opportunity to murder a cock. Sylvia looked back and clenched her fists tightly.

    Unless it is a last resort, no further shots are allowed. She reminded herself again and again.

    The Bludger finally hit Harry. Sylvia sighed in her heart, she knew that the game was about to end, and she also knew how terrible it was. Just as Harry fell into the mud, Sylvia quickly ran down the stand. He was the first to catch him as he rolled off the broom.

    "We won." Harry looked at Sylvia and laughed before passing out.

    Sylvia looked at the Snitch in his left hand, the price of this victory was too great.

    "How is he?" Hermione and Ron also quickly gathered around.

    "Passed out." Sylvia sighed and handed Harry over to his two best friends.

    "But he's honorable." Oliver said excitedly, "We beat Slytherin!"

    "Potter's win is pretty ugly." Flint twitched and twitched the corners of his mouth.

    "Yo? Who is so sour?"

    "What? Can't afford to lose?" Fred and George laughed together after stuffing the frantic Bludger back into the box.

    "We're a dozen goals ahead of you." Derian Posey said wildly.

    "It seems that you are not surprised by that Bludger?" Arya sneered fiercely, "Then I think I know what happened. something happened."

    "Small blood and mouth." Puse rolled his eyes and put on Monta's shoulder, turned and left.

    "Remember what I said before?" Angelina looked at the Slytherins with her hands on her hips, "If you have this good broom, you still lose to us. , that's a real shame!"

    "You wait and see." Flint took his players off the field angrily.

    "We did get rid of the two **** long ago," said Fred and George, pulling Sylvia aside.

    "I know, you mustn't do it." Sylvia nodded, she saw Draco glance at her and then turn immediately go back.

    "It's him?" Fred looked at Draco and the light became fierce again.

    "Not him." Sylvia shook her head.

    "How do you know?" George looked at her, "You're going to say that he's just a stinky child and doesn't really have any bad intentions?"

    "That spell is not something he can know." Sylvia gave a fairly sufficient explanation and turned around and walked to the team lounge. Fred and George looked at each other and accepted the statement.

    Sylvia looked at the gloomy sky, it was indeed a difficult year.

    The author has something to say:

    April 1st!

    Happy birthdays to Fred and George!

    Originally, I wanted to write a special, but I have been so busy recently that I only remembered that April is coming. And I'm still trying to get their congratulatory pictures, so I finally decided to add a new chapter!

    Unfortunately, this chapter happens to be the time for Huo Ge's story. The twins don't seem to be taking advantage of anything? Hahahahahaha!

    Searle: I think I'd rather hear me sing than hug you.

    Huo Ge: What gave you this illusion? ? ?

    And then and then, I also buried some small foreshadowings of the emotional lines of Sear's roommates! Adhering to the concept that everyone has a love story, hahaha!

    From this year, the plot has entered the main line, so it will become more or less tense and serious. Of course, I will keep the happy style! Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021-03-2723:12:44~2021-03-3121:24:00~

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