HP Dear Miss Freak

    "There are some things that magic can't do, like getting back on your feet, or really loving you."

    It has been a long time since Peter Pettigrew has done anything new. On the other hand, Fudge, who was at the Ministry of Magic, was always taken aback by surprise. Usually, it would be fine to capitalize on the news. Even if he saw a mouse, he would nervously increase the circulation of the wanted notice.

    Sylvia is delighted that Sirius urges her to go back for Christmas. Because a certain uncle seemed to be thinking a little wrong, it was absolutely safe to go back to him, but he didn't know what kind of confidence made him think he could control Sylvia.

    "Where did she go? Did she slip out again?" Sirius stared at Kreacher in disbelief, "Damn it! This must not be known to Andor! I Didn't I tell you to stop me? Did that little lunatic take Harry out too?"

      Two Weasley friends went."

    "I said why you can't even watch them two children... What are you looking at?" Sirius' attention was attracted. With a sudden thud, he was startled by the burning fireplace.

    "Are you okay?" Sylvia stepped out of the fireplace, "calling Kreacher to watch the house all day, shutting me and Harry at home, and then you going out to play? Are you capable? It's hard to be the same!"

    "You, you, you, stand by the wall for me! Think carefully! Did I tell you that Peter Pettigrew is likely to come to trouble you? I suffered Azkaban! I know that if there is no madness there, it will only increase the hatred!" Sirius stared and taught, although Sylvia was not afraid of him at all, and did not intend to pay attention to him, he had to turn to Kreacher again, "Kreacher, you do it. Have you eaten yet? What have you been looking at for a long time?"

    "Miss Sylvia told Kreacher the book that Master Regulus liked to study before." Kreacher laughed happily, "Kreacher thanked Miss Sylvia for always Willing to explain to Kreacher! Master Regulus has read too deeply."

    "You actually bought my house elf?" Sirius stared at Sylvia in disbelief.

    "What you said, I thought you were possessed by Lucius Malfoy." Sylvia chuckled, "I call it charisma."

    "Stand for me!" Sirius shouted angrily, "Where's Harry? Where has Harry gone? You're just messing around all by yourself and take Harry with you? If he has What three long and two short I will take you..."

    With a bang, the fireplace was on fire again. Harry choked on the dust and coughed a few times, and walked slowly out of the fireplace. "Hey Sirius, you came back so early today." Harry immediately saw what this scene was about. "Oh don't blame Searle. It's my own idea, not all Searle's fault."

    "I understand, you guess it's time for me to go home and sneak out, right?" Sirius looked at Sylvia again, "It's your idea! Hit your uncle on the head?"

    " Sirius, seriously, (Searle is amused by the homophonic stalk) It's halfway through the Christmas holidays, you can't keep us here all the time, can you? Even the one you gave me I didn't even have a chance to try it." Harry scratched the back of his head, "Of course, we also knew we were wrong."

    "It's alright, I won't punish you. I know you all want to learn that I am playful, and nothing else." Sirius nodded and looked at Harry After leaving, he looked at Sylvia, who pouted and looked unhappy, "Okay, stinky girl, what are you going to do?"

      Jin Zhong? Your godson is half a head taller than me! You can't even look down on him, am I going to stun him to the ground and not let him go?"

    "Okay, okay, I said too much." Sirius also scratched the back of his head, as if this action was used to express apology. He looked at Sylvia still unhappy and added: "I was in a hurry just now."

    "You're always like this." The girl blinked aggrievedly, as if she would shed tears at any time, "Then if I have three long and two short points, who do you turn to to explain?"

    "Good Sir, don't be angry." Seeing this, Sirius hurriedly showed a pleasing smile and rubbed his hands together, "It's my uncle's fault."

    "Wrong?"

    "Wrong, wrong."

    "It's good to know it's wrong." Sylvia immediately showed her true face, patted Sirius on the shoulder with a smile and walked upstairs, "I'm going out tomorrow to find Rebecca! Good night, dear uncle."

    "Late... eh? Why did I apologize?" Sirius was stunned for a while, and when he turned to look at Kreacher, the only response he got was a helpless expression. "Stinky girl! How dare you plot against me! Come down!" he shouted to the top of the stairs, although there was no response.

    Sylvia will never miss this day.

    Rebecca wrote to Sylvia that she had decided to tell Ryan about the wizarding world, and Sylvia actively offered her to go to Rebec through the Floo network Kar family as a magic meet and greet for Ryan. You can't use magic during vacations, and the empty vernacular is not a question of whether Ryan will believe it, but a question that is not interesting enough.

    "Let Ryan count down five seconds and I'll be on time at nine o'clock! How about giving him a magical experience? It's like summoning!" Sylvia wrote in the letter It was written, and Rebecca readily accepted the offer.

    "Ha!"

    Sylvia came through the fireplace to the parlour of Abbott's house. She was delighted to see the jaw-dropping look on Ryan's face, and Rebecca's smile covering her mouth.

    "Don't lie to me, how could I be able to do magic?" Ryan was holding Rebecca's wand in his hand. He stared blankly at the snickering Rebecca. chuckled lightly.

    "You have to thank Syl, this is her magic." Rebecca looked at Sylvia, "How long are you going to stay in the fireplace? Come out soon."

    "Dear Mr. Gonzalez." Sylvia didn't move, but said slowly with a voice in her voice, "May I ask you to lose this Kim Betty, Or this Silver Betty?" She actually took out from her pocket two little dolls that looked exactly like Rebecca, except that one was gold and the other was silver.

    "What are you doing!" Rebecca was already laughing from ear to ear, and Ryan just smiled at Sylvia's funny look.

    "Or this innocent, lovely, beautiful, elegant, sunny, warm, intelligent, and smart Betty?" Sylvia bowed and walked out of the fireplace.

    "Of course it was Betty who was innocent, lovely, beautiful, elegant, sunny, warm, smart, and smart." Ryan happily accompanies her to finish the scene. "After all, I didn't lose it."

    "Why are you making trouble with her!" Rebecca's ears were all red, but the smile on her face did not diminish.

    "Honest child!" Sylvia shouted quite exaggeratedly, "I will reward you! These Betties are yours!" She put the two dolls into two hands. inside. The time was almost pinched, and after a light click, the dolls in their hands turned into sunflowers.

    "Is this magic or magic?" Ryan smiled and looked at Sylvia.

    "This is the transfiguration I just mentioned to you." Rebecca looked at the flower in her hand with joy, "but obviously there is always someone who can figure out the content of the course."

    "This is my best friend's trick." Sylvia sat down cross-legged on the carpet unceremoniously, "I learned a little from them and stole some ideas."

    "Fred and George taught you?" Rebecca asked with interest.

    "Fred to be exact. Every time he finds out what he can teach me in his field, he's as happy as he got straight O.W.Ls." Sylvia Helplessly smiled.

    "I really want to meet friends who know you." Ryan laughed. "They're all wizards? Right? That's interesting too."

    "I'll call Fred and George over tomorrow." Sylvia decided immediately, "I'll let them both show you their tricks."

    "I told you." Rebecca looked at Ryan and shrugged, "Searle is the head of the Hogwarts villain trio. But you must be lucky. , those two twins are interesting."

    "Bissier is more interesting?" Ryan asked with a smile, and he has maintained a good-looking smile since just now.

    "Don't let them both know I said that." Sylvia made a silent gesture, "Yes, they are more interesting than me."

    "You should have told me earlier." Ryan fiddled with the sunflower in his hand to make sure it was true, "Betty, to be honest, I'm a little unhappy that you're hiding these things."

    "I..." Rebecca twitched.

    "Of course, you trusted me. It's my honor." Ryan smiled relievedly, "It's a good thing, right? You always hesitated before, I thought you What trouble did you encounter?"

    "What could be the trouble?" Rebecca also relaxed and sat down against Ryan's wheelchair.

    "Don't you know how mysterious the Abbott family is in the whole West Street?" Ryan shook his head with a smile, "There are many rumors."

    "The king of gambling? Smugglers? Mafia?" Sylvia chuckled, "But no one can guess that it is a wizard."

    "So I'm curious why you accepted it so quickly!" Rebecca looked at Ryan and then at Sylvia, "Sir, you don't know, I was just before you came. Once he confessed a word, he believed it all."

    "So..." Sylvia smiled softly, "You are the most important people to each other."

    "Why do you say such nasty words?" Rebecca stared at Sylvia to stop deliberately leading the topic. Ryan smiled and said nothing.

    "I'm serious." Sylvia shook her head, "For me, a person who can believe in me and support me is more important than anything else. So Betty, you know why I There are so many friends, and Fred is the most important to me."

    "You're saying this as if I don't support you!" Rebecca let out a sigh, looking like she disliked Sylvia over her friends. Ryan still smiled and said nothing, but his eyes were also full of smiles.

    "He...you're not allowed to tell him that I say good things about him behind his back!" Sylvia said, she couldn't help laughing, "If he finds out, it's probably going to show off. next year!"

    "Tell me." Rebecca and Ryan smiled at each other, as if seeing through.

    "I've never said that." Sylvia cleared her throat, "You know me, I'm opinionated when I say it nicely, and stubborn when I say it badly. Fred More so. But no matter what happens, no matter what I do, Fred will be on my side. Do you understand? Not the wise choice, not the risky one, and the choice to be on my side."

    "You're lucky." Ryan nodded.

    "More than luck?" Sylvia met his gaze, "He knows, I always say that I'm afraid I won't spend all my luck before I get to know him."

    "Look at what you said." Rebecca couldn't help showing an aunt smile.

     "That's what I said." Sylvia shrugged, "If that's the case, I would too."

    "Ryan, you really have face." Rebecca patted Ryan's shoulder, "Searle's thoughts are hidden deep, and he usually doesn't say anything."

    "I don't know why I suddenly felt it." Sylvia didn't know why, looking at the two of them, she wanted to talk about Fred. Not only you Betty has her own little sun, I also have it. "I just want to say that I am very touched and thank him very much." Sylvia smiled, "I hope he will not forget my friend when he falls in love in the future. Eh! I hope all my friends will not forget me when they are in love. Me!" She looked at Rebecca, and she also knew that the little badger in front of her understood what she was saying.

    "You and the Fred you said..." Ryan said tentatively.

    "We are good, good, good buddies! You can understand that we are as good as brothers." Sylvia hurriedly explained, "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong."

    "Then he is so important to you, will you be sad if he has a girlfriend?" Ryan asked so directly that neither of the girls thought of it.

    "Of course I want him to be happy." Sylvia stared and said, "He is very important to me, but how could I not bless him?" Avoid positive responses.

    "Yeah." Ryan smiled softly, "I think he thinks the same, I hope you can be happy, that's enough."

    "No!" Rebecca suddenly stood up and interrupted the two of them, "What are you two talking about?" She looked at Sylvia with her arms folded and unhappy: " You moved him in the back and he will never know! Isn't that what you told me to be calm? You can feel Fred's friendship for you, but it doesn't mean that Fred's mind can understand how much you cherish him. He I guess you think you treat him as a good buddy." Sylvia lowered her head, but Ryan noticed her emotions hidden under her long hair.

    "Where am I in the same situation as you?" Sylvia laughed, "And I do consider him a good buddy."

    "It's the same when you think about it!" Rebecca said, turning around and walking towards the kitchen, "I'm hungry, I'm going to cut the fruit."

    "Searle, boys are very face-saving." Ryan said softly, "If one day he finds that his efforts have not received the desired return, that kind of blow is very cruel."

    "Including you?"

    "Of course, I'm a boy after all." Ryan laughed. "I don't think anyone can really be generous. If he's really that important to you."

    "You didn't say that."

    "Of course I want her to be happy. But I..." Ryan looked in the direction Rebecca was leaving, "I agree with you. It sounds noble and generous, but from the heart There is no conflict between the blessings and the taste of surrendering."

    "That's because you like her!" Sylvia whispered, "Now she has told you. How is it? Do you feel that you have paid for it? Don't care what I say , you should not silently guard her happiness, you should be her happiness!"

    "Is she..." Ryan also lowered his voice, "Looking for magic to make me stand up?" He smiled clearly when he saw Sylvia nodded: "I know She cares. I said before that unless there really is magic in the world, it's impossible to get me on my feet."

    "But you probably knew she wasn't found." Sylvia muttered, "But why are you so happy?"

    "Searle, is there anything more moving than someone who has said something you casually said in his heart?" Ryan covered it as if he had received the best gift in the world He covered his smile with his mouth.

    "She was born into a family of pure-blood wizards. Ryan, you may not yet understand what Abo, one of the Holy Twenty-Eight, stands for. Although they are very enlightened and willing to accept Muggles, even Willing to accept you as a member of the family. But the child of such a family grew up under the influence of magic. Do you know how desperate she was when she found out that her proud ability could not save your legs?" Sylvie Ya still wanted to speak her heart out, "I just want you to know this, I just think you should know this."

    But Sylvia and Rebecca didn't realize at this time that there were some things they really couldn't say. Can't say why, but just won't say it. And that sometimes becomes a little mission for friends, as if they were the best tellers.

    "She told me that magic can't do many things. I hope I don't think she is different. She said we are the same." Ryan was silent for a while, nodded and said.

    "There are some things that magic can't do." Sylvia looked at him with bright eyes, "For example, to make you stand up again, or to truly fall in love with someone."

    "Love is the most powerful magic." Sylvia pointed to the place of her heart, "This magic belongs to everyone, whether wizard or Muggle. We are indeed the same, Ray Well. You love her, it's your own magic, the magic that can bring joy and happiness to Betty."

    "Okay." Ryan laughed, maybe this smile was the real reason why he was a little sun. A warm person often exists because someone needs warmth.

    Sometimes, when we think about it carefully, maybe the existence of regret is to make happiness come, we can feel precious.

    The author has something to say:

    "If one day he finds that his efforts are not getting the desired return, that kind of blow is very cruel."

    I think the balance of love is bound to be tilted, and the one who pays more is more aggrieved. And once the relationship starts to care about the gains and losses, and care about the fairness, it is when the problem occurs. In fact, it is the phenomenon of pimples and contradictions in the heart.

    Ryan and Rebecca's line is almost progressing with the various summer and Christmas holidays. I forgot whether I said that I was going to write a wheelchair boy because there was a wheelchair boy in one of my favorite American dramas, and I was so angry that I wanted to push him away. So I wrote a gentle big brother hahahahahaha

    This one is also a round bamboo horse hahahaha I think bamboo horses are very fragrant, but I always tend to fall to the sky accidentally.

    This chapter also has everyone's favorite uncle and nephew, Hahaha Xiaotian's role will continue to increase!

    Searle Enlightenment Program 80%

    Forewarning ahead, the next chapter will soar directly Oh little angel~

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Changgu; 9 bottles of cheesecake and milkshake; 1 bottle of mushroom girl and vinyl chloride;

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