HP Dear Miss Freak

    "Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven. But well, I still prefer to believe that man will conquer heaven."

    Sylvia came to the long table in the morning and saw Fred cutting the muffin in his hand fiercely with a knife and fork. Lay's posture.

    "You are—" Sylvia leaned over to Fred and stared at him, "Are you trapped by love?"

    "Too direct, buddy. Give Fred a little face." George whispered with a hand back to his mouth.

    "Oh?" Sylvia immediately showed a gossip smile and glanced at Angelina subconsciously. As soon as Fred saw her unnecessary movement, he stretched his arm around her neck and pulled down hard. Sylvia's center of gravity was unsteady and she sat down suddenly, and squatted on the chair with a big butt.

    "I have the right to think you are sick, don't think about it." Fred rolled his eyes, "I really don't understand how you think I like Angelina?"

    "Then what happened to you early in the morning?" Sylvia took an oatmeal for herself, "Who messed with you? I'll teach him a lesson."

    "Who dares to provoke me? You can save it." Fred took a bite of the muffin fiercely, "We're going to the seasoning today, where do you want to go?"

    "Sorry, Fred." Sylvia suddenly felt that the default in Fred's tone made her a little embarrassed, "I can't go with you today."

    "Who did you have an appointment with?" Fred's tone was rather casual, "Whoever you have an appointment with is called to come with us." George picked up a yogurt from the table with crazy eyes hinted, but Sylvia didn't seem to get his message.

    "Sylvia!" Angelina suddenly startled Sylvia, "Look, look! Wafflin!"

    Angelina's scream caused the Gryffindors in the circle around her to look up at Ravenclaw's long table. Sylvia saw Hoddle appear at the long Ravenclaw table in the outfit she matched, chatting and laughing with his classmates, but when the girl raised her head, she did not hesitate to meet her eyes.

    Fred just glanced at the swaggering guy impatiently, but when he saw the smile on Sylvia's face, his heart sank suddenly, as if a pressure had been applied Like a curse.

    "My God, he's too good at dressing up, right?" Arya covered her mouth and laughed, "He also tied pigtails."

    "You don't want to talk about him again, right?" Patricia looked at Sylvia with a smile, "To be honest, compared to the usual gloomy style, today is really in front of you. Light up!"

    "Of course it's a bright spot!" Sylvia didn't realize that there was a smile on her face all the time, "Don't look at who dressed him."

    "Could it be you?" Fred said lightly, as if he was asking casually. Anyway, he knew that the answer to this question would be yes. It's not a big deal, but it's just frustrating. Especially when George frantically gestured to Sylvia with a hawthorn cake.

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    "I don't want it." Fred showed a look of disgust, no less than when he was praised for being cute. George pointed to the pineapple on the side and pouted at Sylvia.

    "Long-haired boys are really attractive." Arya looked at Ravenclaw in amazement.

    "Indeed." Sylvia clapped the table, "But I'd say, after Fred and George grow their hair, there's nothing to do with that Waughlin." Fred and George George looked at her at the same time, and they didn't seem to expect that they would be cued at this time. The two of them looked at each other again, as if thinking that the sentence wasn't enough for them to challenge their mother's authority and keep their hair long.

    "Are you too protective of your shortcomings?" Angelina laughed, "Searle is always partial to her own people."

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      The expression on his brother's face seemed to be better than it was just now, but it was only the expression that a copy should have.

    "Stay! You two!" Sylvia immediately became excited, "You two are definitely the best at Hogwarts with long hair!" She wiped it with a handkerchief after saying that. Wiping her mouth, she said goodbye to her friends and hopped off the long table.

    "It seems—this story has a new development—" Angelina squinted at Fred. In this lion's fierce eyes, that Ravenclaw was not an eagle, but a flamboyant flower peacock, who actually abducted his little rabbit, and he was eager to bite the guy's neck.

    "Eh-" Arya also realized it immediately, "What's the use of being second to none?"

    Fred ignored the yin and yang of the girls, but nearly splashed the sour liquid on his brother's face when George pushed a glass of lemon juice over.

    "You asked me to leave my friends behind and choose to come to Hogsmeade with you. Don't let me down, Mr. Waughlin." Sylvia was blowing treasure. Bubblegum, swaggering ahead of Hoddle.

    "You and I came to Hogsmeade, your friends are happier than us." Hoddle hummed in a good mood.

    "What nonsense are you talking about?" Sylvia couldn't help but roll her eyes when she thought of the aunt's smile on the girls' faces, "They kowtowed on the cp, it doesn't mean that the master is going to send Candy, they can pull out some icing sugar without making candy. Besides, the two of us clearly have no sense of CP, so what's the point?"

    "I really can't understand a word of what you're talking about now." Hoddle's tone was mixed with a sense of helplessness for children who like to be imaginative, but he never thought about it. Weird speech.

    "If you don't understand, read more." Sylvia patted his shoulder cheerfully.

    "Speaking of which, that's what I brought you here today." Hoddle said, pushing open the door of the Davies and Bans store. The door creaked open with a crisp wind chime and the crackling of the fire in the fireplace.

    "Devis and Bans store? Bring me to resupply Oliver with Quidditch supplies?" Sylvia muttered, but was also interested in the new product showcase Looking at it, "Actually, I can buy a fully automatic stirring crucible!"

    "But it can be given to Fred and George." Sylvia withdrew her hand. "So what is the need for me to come here right away?"

    "Then you really need to buy a memory ball to go back." Hoddle pointed to the memory ball in the container, "I said I'll take you to see what you are interested in, I You can do what you say." He waved Sylvia to follow him. Seeing that he greeted the boss with familiarity, he pushed aside the curtain and walked to the second floor.

    "I didn't even know there was a second floor here." Sylvia was really interested, "What? This is your site?"

    "How can I be so talented?" Hodl pushed open a small door on the second floor, and a strong scent of rosewood came out, mixed with a little musty smell, "This restaurant The owner of the shop likes to buy some bizarre second-hand things, including all kinds of old books. Most of the things here are of unknown origin, so they can't be sold openly."

    "Then you're not that talented?" Sylvia has always wanted to go to Knockturn Alley, but she couldn't find the right time. The rare magic items in the room now really make the She opened her eyes.

    "I took my father's reputation." Hoddle slammed his mouth and walked to the bookshelf, "He allows me to read all kinds of books, and he has a lot of books from here. ."

    "I have an idea, I want to ask if you are interested in studying with me." Sylvia's fingers slid across a row of book spines, and suddenly there was a sense of bright future . No wonder people always say that the book has its own golden house, and seeing these books is like seeing hope.

    "You said." Hoddle looked at her, and the little lion in front of him had a serious look, which was quite rare.

    "I want to study curses." Sylvia looked at him with a very enthusiastic look, "It's not a simple curse like "Curse and Anti-Curse", just black magic, messy, forbidden, Evil, you know what I mean?"

    "Okay." Hoddle readily agreed. The way he nodded lightly with a smile made Sylvia suddenly realize that he was really an elegant young master born into a scholarly family.

    "Are you really interested or just mess around with me?" Sylvia squinted at him. He was so talkative today, it was incredible.

    "I never mind learning more." Hoddle said, scratching a few books from the bookshelf, "Actually, I have also read a lot of books on black magic."

    "I knew you were this kind of person!" Sylvia cheered excitedly, "On the surface, a well-behaved and sensible senior, in fact, is a hidden boy! I have known for a long time. You guys are different."

    "Is that the word you said? Tsundere?" Hoddle looked like he wanted to find a common topic with her.

    "Draco is the arrogant one, you are obviously a sullen saucy." Sylvia took down a few books in a good mood and read them lightly. She was always afraid that the knowledge she had left behind over the years would be weathered to ashes along with the withered pages.

    "I don't disagree, I just don't give up all my cards easily. It's not like you Gryffindors are familiar with each one." Hoddle's finger on the page He stopped, with a satisfied look on his face, "How is your ancient magic literature?"

    "Not bad." Sylvia continued to choose without raising her head, "Hey! Look! The book says that tropical areas are exposed to direct sunlight for a long time, which is more conducive to the convergence of magic and the generation of The magical creatures are more diverse, and there are more strange magical items."

    "That's good. Your Chinese is so good, I think you have talent in linguistics." Hoddle nodded with more satisfaction, "Many of those banned magic books have been circulated for thousands of years. , and it turns out that reading these ancient books is different."

    "We can find it from the area where the equator passes." Sylvia covered her mouth so excited that her whole body was shaking, "Go and tell the boss, he has a big business."

    "Don't worry." Hoddle put the book back, "Take a piece of parchment and write down the book for the boss to send it back to my house. If these books are found in the school, we will have nothing to say. Not to mention so nervous this year.”

    "Slytherin's heir?" Sylvia snorted disdainfully. When she looked at Hoddle, she suddenly realized how reliable this guy was, especially when he snapped his fingers and raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Leave it all to me" in his eyes.

    Do boys really like to be handsome?

    But Sylvia's mind is now occupied by the idea of ​​how to solve the curse. If the curse of the Horcrux ring on Dumbledore could be solved, then the ending would be completely different.

    The little witch left the store absentmindedly, but it was fortunate that Hoddle helped her open the door so she wouldn't slam her head against the glass. Before taking a few steps, a gloomy voice at the entrance of the alley brought her thoughts back to reality.

    "This lady! I have never seen so many fates!" A man whose face was covered by the hood of a wizard's robe was sitting at the entrance of the alley, holding a crystal ball.

    "Isn't the next sentence: If you want to turn misfortune into good luck, you must listen to me?" Sylvia squatted in front of him with a smile, "Do you all fortune tellers go the same way? "

    "I-I've never seen anyone who can reverse the astrolabe." The man stared at the crystal ball with an unfathomable look, "No one can reverse the astrolabe. destiny."

    Yes, I really came here to reverse everyone's horoscope.

    Sylvia rolled her eyes: "Can you help me with a fortune-telling? How much does it cost?"

    "You really have too much money to spend." Hoddle smirked, standing behind her and staring at the crystal ball with interest. It happened that neither of them took the fortune-telling class, but they were both inexplicably interested at this moment.

      It's the trajectory of a person's fate."

    "Look, everyone sees that you are a stupid pig." Hoddle laughed, and it seemed that he was having a good time.

    "I mean - like the fate of two people." As soon as the man said this, Sylvia took a deep breath in her heart, but fortunately there was another sentence, "It is also like a lot of people. Your destiny, you are pulling the astrolabe of many people, it's really amazing." She glanced behind the wide robe and gently loosened her brows.

    "I do have a lot of nosy." Sylvia shrugged, "I believe what you said."

    "You are betting that your sincerity will be rewarded, but they are just passersby." The man shook his head, "Your fate is not easier than theirs, why don't you pay more attention to yourself?"

    "Not easy?" Sylvia felt that more serious words could be used, she knew what she would face next.

    "It's doomed." The man lowered his voice, "You don't have to believe it, but in a few months you—"

    "There must be a **** disaster?" Sylvia took his words, and this second pause just showed that she had guessed.

    "Real or not?" Hoddle squatted down, "Is it counted for me?"

    "You can question me, but I'll tell you what I'm capable of." This man never loses to Draco, who holds his head up, "You will go to the ends of the earth you dream of. , will meet a rare confidant, and will reach the pinnacle in your field. Sir, you have been more successful than most people in the world."

    "How about my peach?" Hoddle asked Sylvia by surprise, "How about my girl?"

    "That would be great luck." The man muttered, his head under the hood seeming to shake gently. Hoddle looked at Sylvia, with an expression of his own victory, and received a roll of eyes as expected.

     I have nothing better." The man accepted it readily, and nodded at the signal that they were leaving.

    "You really believe it?" Hoddle followed Sylvia, feeling quite happy, "You are doomed, Miss Tonks."

    "Indeed." Sylvia looked at her, "Isn't this with me? It's really hard to escape from the first grade to now."

    "You are indeed a strange person." Hoddle took out a bubble gum from his pocket and threw it in his mouth, "I publish rebellious thoughts all day long, I believe in divination, and I want to study black magic. Yes, you actually want to work at the Ministry of Magic?"

    "If you replace the strange with the special, it will make this conversation a little more pleasant." Sylvia also took out a bubble gum from his pocket, "Maybe I don't seem so Care, but using words on a girl does affect her growth. Can you be a little bit of an example as a Ravenclaw prefect?"

    "I thought you were talking about yourself, you meant Lovegood?" Hoddle's quick thinking was one of the reasons Sylvia loved chatting with him.

    "I have a big heart and never mind, and I am tough. No one dares to bully me directly. And Luna has a very good character." Sylvia smiled and shook her head, " Calling a geek a girl from an early age will definitely do her some harm, be it a joke or a prank. It's not that hard to give a little kindness, let alone you smart Ravenclaws, not Us brainless lions." She was a little surprised by her sudden value. It seems that the recent papers have written too many sequelae.

    "You really are nosy, can you pay more attention to yourself?" Hoddle looked down at the footprints they printed on the snow, and laughed again unconsciously.

    "Aren't you quite a believer? Wouldn't it be easier to convince you with the set of your letter?" Only now did he realize that Sylvia's shoe print was so small, "Astrology, destiny , this trapped you? You clearly know..."

    "The Centaurs." Sylvia looked up at him, "Only centaurs can detect the destiny. But centaurs are in awe of the destiny, they are all on the sidelines and won't tell us ." Hoddle nodded in agreement, motioning her to continue.

    "I just noticed that there are stitching marks on the back of his robe, and the back half of the spliced ​​part is blocking a large part." Sylvia snapped her fingers, although it didn't snap, " I suspect a centaur and wizard half-blood."

    "The evidence is not enough, but it makes sense." Hoddle accepted the idea, "If he is right, should you be careful?" It's time to go to school now There are not many people.

    "I've always been careful." Sylvia raised her head naturally. Speaking of which, you may not believe it, since the year Harry entered the school, I have been walking on thin ice, for fear of being disturbed by myself at any point. "And he certainly can't see a too clear future." Sylvia was already mentally prepared. As soon as she thought of this, she was pulled back fiercely without any precautions, took a few steps back and fell into someone's arms.

    "Hi! Wulflin! Are you still having a good day at Hogsmeade?" Fred looked at Hoddle with a rather wide smile, but put on Sylvia's shoulder strap walk her forward.

    "It's such a coincidence to meet you here." George also came up and took the position on the other side of Sylvia.

    "Quite pleasant, how about you? Weasley." Hoddle walked calmly at the front, squinting back at the three of them.

    "Definitely happier than you." Fred raised his eyebrows.

    "Candy?" George graciously leaned over to Hoddle and took out a box of nougat.

    "Don't!" Sylvia immediately felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't go anywhere because of Fred's arm. And Hoddle took one from it and threw it into his mouth without thinking, as if he had forgotten that he had been harassed by these two people.

    "You don't trust us so much, Bunny." Fred shook his head in disappointment. Hoddle did look like nothing at all, and he even showed a look of joy when he liked sweets.

    "Very disappointed, buddy." George took the box and circled back to Sylvia, "Are we that unkind in your heart?"

    "Then I really—" Sylvia took a deep breath, which really subverted her perception of the two of them.

    "Eat one?" Fred took one out of the box and handed it to Sylvia. Seeing that she hesitated, he helped her open it. Sylvia narrowed her eyes and looked at Fred's harmless expression, but she still took the nougat and threw it into her mouth.

    Then she regretted it.

    "You two!" Sylvia's hands were covered with uncontrollable nosebleeds, but she could only stare at the two culprits who laughed.

    "We have to go to the medical wing." Fred put his arms around Sylvia and hurriedly bypassed Hoddle.

    "Sorry, Wafflin." George quickly followed and turned around and grimaced, "Have a nice day!"

    Blood disaster, can't be more accurate. Sylvia instantly retracted what she had said before, and even had a little respect for the fortune-teller.

    "Our final version of Nosebleed Nougat, isn't it amazing?" Fred went around the castle and immediately took out the antidote and handed it to Sylvia.

      It's too vain to use this to harm me! You two are eager for me to sacrifice heroically for your trick career!"

    "Don't be so mad, Searle, we are very measured." George smiled and smoothed the field.

    “It was the most successful step to keep the name down.” Sylvia rolled her eyes. I have to admit that the amazing amount of bleeding just now and the effect of the antidote to stop the bleeding in one second are too successful. "No wonder I have a bad fate, can I avoid the **** disaster with the two of you by my side?" She couldn't help but feel a little funny.

    "Say what?"

    "You follow us." Fred and George folded their arms and looked at her.

    "But the luck that no one else can think of." They both said at the same time, showing a smug smile.

    "Did I say this first?" Sylvia shook her head.

    "Exactly!" Fred and George cheered. The former had a smile on his face while looking at the figure behind him, his eyes sank.

    The author has something to say:

    It is another original character of mine, and I will unlock so many in the future hahahaha

    I agree to make Searle's youth a little richer, so I arranged for Hoddle. I also admit that Fred and Sear's line is very long hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha In fact, Fred's sugar is quite a lot, although the response is mediocre, so I'm still working hard.

    And then, I arranged the original corner mainly to serve the main line. There are more variables, and the subsequent stories will be more different, such as the Triwizard Tournament, such as DA, such as the Order of the Phoenix.

    Searle's love, I will explain clearly. You can rest assured and watch it! Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during the period of 2021-04-1800:09:08~2021-04-2322:27:36~

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