HP Dear Miss Freak

"Inexplicable."

"How?"

Sylvia straightened her back and looked at Hoddle, who was sitting opposite him holding the parchment, and did not dare to blink.

"Um..." Hoddle just put down the parchment and put his hands on the table, looking very solemn.

"Wrong again? How many?" Sylvia stared with extreme dissatisfaction.

"All right." Hoddle laughed and pushed the parchment in front of her, "Congratulations, I don't know how many times, you finally remember the main ingredient of the ecstasy potion. It's sneeze, lovage, and bad blood."

"If I can't write it again, I'll be irritable without drinking the drug!" Sylvia sighed, "Now there's no big problem in writing, but what about the actual practice? What? My hands are shaking when I make the potion now! It's like having Parkinson's."

"What should I do? You think I know? I'm about to be led astray by you." Hoddle snorted softly, "You must not say that you were taught by me in the future."

"I feel like Snape will say this to me too." Sylvia laughed happily while packing up the parchment on the table, "But our batch of Hoggs Don't all the students who graduated from Watts have to be taught by him? I have ruined the reputation of the poor professor I."

"Aren't you going to ask me how I'm doing?" Hoddle also closed his notebook and placed his quill securely on it.

"How's your review going?"

"Very good."

"Congratulations." Sylvia smiled politely and gave a few pretentious clapping.

"You don't have anything to talk to me about?" Hoddle watched her clean up and said slowly, "I'm about to graduate, remember? Miss Tonks?"

"I don't remember, I don't know, I don't understand." Sylvia covered her ears and shook her head, but quickly put it down, "I know! But don't remind me!"

"Reluctant?"

"Do you still think I'm a ruthless person after so long?"

"I just know you're a tough guy."

"Nonsense." Sylvia pouted, "Can I be frank?"

"Then let you say..."

"Reluctant! I'm very reluctant! Is it okay?" Sylvia interrupted Hoddle with a low growl, she rolled her eyes and folded the notebook and book, "I hate separation. So Don't remind me."

"So, you're not going to come and see me?" Hoddle blinked.

"You want me to send you? Are you too cruel?" Sylvia said in an extremely exaggerated tone, "You vicious Ravenclaw!"

"So are you going to deliver?"

"Send!"

Sylvia rolled her eyes again before looking at Hoddle again: "Why not send it?"

"Okay, I'll write to you about the exact time." Hoddle laughed, and seemed to have heard the expected answer.

"But you have to invite me to dinner."

"Isn't that easy?"

"If you write to me and tell me that you are gone and that it is a white lie for me to send you, I will chase you to China and beat you!"

"Have you read too many romance novels? Or do you think I'm a brain-dead?"

"Keep in touch when you arrive in China."

"I can send you a letter, but don't look for me." Hoddle lowered his eyes, "I don't have a specific address for you, but I will send you a letter. of."

"Oh..." Sylvia admitted she was a little disappointed, "Oh! If you go to Xiamen! You must go... Oh are you going to Shanghai? Because Heather is there."

"Xiamen?" Hoddle tilted his head, "Do you like it there?"

"I've been there and I can't like it more." Sylvia pestered the Tonks and took her there on a trip as a child. It is also the hometown of her last time and space.

"Okay, you said it, I will definitely go." Hoddle promised that as long as he wanted, he could always make these words extremely ambiguous.

"I'll write a guide for you at that time." Sylvia propped her chin, her mind was spinning, "There are many places to play... Oh! But don't buy those stalls on Gulangyu Island. Conch shells! That is to say, those who can hear the sound of the sea!"

"Why?" Hoddle laughed.

Great place. Don't ask me how I know! I can turn into a local snake in a short journey!"

"Why did you go there?" Hoddle continued.

"Because...the sea there is very beautiful." Sylvia looked at him, "You can try, go to the seaside there at night. Don't go to the attractions, I did I found a good place, I hope I remember it clearly enough. Staying there for a while is really inexplicably at ease. Peace of mind that you can let go of all your fatigue and think about a lot of things. The past, present, and future are all contained in the moonlight. Ripples. Like magic."

"Are there any more?" Hoddle silently remembered it in his mind, and began to think about something, "Is there anything else I must go?"

"Can you—" Sylvia showed a pleasing smile, "Go to Japan to help me get a CD of Kimura Takuya? A single or a TV series is fine! I just want to collect it! "

"The man you like is really..." Hoddle pondered his words, "Various expressions."

"What? Can't you like Japanese Muggle stars if you like Irish Quidditch star Aidan Lynch?" Sylvia shrugged disapprovingly, "but they all have one thing in common. "He's handsome and charming."

"Pfft."

"What are you laughing at?"

"I think." Hoddle shook his head with a smile, "Well, you're quite frank."

"Mr. Waughlin, if you can help me chase stars by traveling around the world." Sylvia couldn't help but wonder, "Then you are not my friend, you are my benefactor!"

"Am I not yet?" Hoddle squinted and pointed to the Potions textbook in Sylvia's hand.

"Are you my biological parents?"

"You might as well forget it."

They both laughed together. I don't know when it started, they all enjoyed moments like this. Or maybe it's because the separation is imminent, and all the relationships have become better.

People always miss the past and long for what is not.

"I'm going to the auditorium to meet my good brothers for dinner. It's rare to catch a meal." Sylvia looked up at the clock on the wall.

"Didn't you have lunch until three o'clock?" Hoddle raised his eyebrows.

"You can't read without eating, right?" Sylvia picked up her book and stood up, "Are you going?"

"I have the strength to read without eating." Hoddle also stood up, "But I want to eat because I'm hungry."

"It's getting more and more like me, Mr. Waughlin." Sylvia smiled and jumped ahead, "How is it? The original Hogwarts male I don’t want to be a god, do you want to go the comedian route with me?”

"I've always been funny, okay? Need to learn from you?" Hoddle smacked his lips. "You still don't understand why I'm so attractive."

"You're getting more and more shameless anyway." Sylvia's two airship Lee earrings swayed briskly with her pace, "That's good, I dare say you The current style will be more popular. If you meet any **** the way around the world, remember to say goodbye to me."

"What? You are no longer satisfied with British girls, are you finally going to expedition?" Hoddle looked suddenly realized.

Bar!"

"What? Are you going to fight me for the title of Hogwarts King?"

"What if I rob it? I originally gave you this title!"

"Speaking of which, you don't like girls, do you?"

"Girls are the most beautiful things in the world!"

"You're answering the wrong question, I'm asking you..."

"What about your emotional intelligence? Now that I'm right, I'm done!"

"You're right, so what's the answer I want?"

"Actually, I doubted it too. But I'm really straight, which is also amazing." Sylvia nodded earnestly and counted with her fingers, "Tell me, my What is the beauty of the world around? Angelina, with a hot body and a hearty personality. Alia, witty and beautiful. Emily and Patricia are gentle angels and the strongest gossip reporter. Astoli Ya, all the girls. Autumn, a classic oriental beauty. Rebecca, my sweet little sunflower. Hermione, the smartest little witch. Ginny, eh, especially Ginny! If I were a boy, I'd marry her! "

"Huh?" Hoddle couldn't help laughing, "Do your two good buddies know that you have such a thief towards their only little sister?"

"Isn't this a thief?" Sylvia laughed, "Our Ginny is the most beautiful girl in Gryffindor. Pretty and smart, broom He also flew pretty well, and his grades didn't drop at all. The Weasleys' genes are so good, who wouldn't want to wipe them?"

"You can't stop talking about Weasleys." Hoddle's tone was flat, but he was still relatively happy.

"I just said something, I can't hide it at all..." Sylvia suddenly stopped in front of the auditorium.

Just Fred and Angelina sitting together for lunch. It was just that Angelina was sitting next to Fred in the seat that originally belonged to Sylvia. It's just that the two of them were talking about something and suddenly started fighting. It's just that they seem to be a really good match, which makes Sylvia feel like she's really hit the ground running.

But, that's all. I did spend less time with the twins this semester, and they probably come to the auditorium for dinner together a lot. They are also friends! Just like us! However, it is different.

If it is said, Fred and Angelina have not yet sparked because of the variable Sylvia. The gear of fate continues to turn, is the astrolabe going to return to its original trajectory again?

However, Sylvia doesn't want this part of the trajectory back to the way it was.

"What?" Hoddle looked in that direction, "Jealous?" But he soon regretted saying that. Because he turned his head and saw Sylvia's lonely eyes, he had never seen such loss in her eyes.

He is now convinced that the sentence "I just said something, I can't hide it." is true.

Sylvia turned and left, walking quickly down the hallway she was familiar with. She hated the clutter of her head, she hated the joy of looking at other people, she hated herself like this.

She hates the prudent behavior that she always tells herself that Sylvia is an outsider, but wants to intervene in everyone's life.

She's not at all candid.

She now wants to rush to the Astronomy Tower and shout: "Sylvia doesn't want to match Fred and the others, go to **** stupid officials!"

But why? Sylvia didn't know why she retreated, but she walked over and patted her two good friends on the shoulders to join their conversation. But she somehow felt that if she went, she would destroy something.

Sylvia's mind was in a mess, she just wanted to find a quiet place to figure it out by herself. She misses the sea even more now.

"Hey! Wait!" Hoddle took Sylvia's arm, and the two stopped at a corner, "How...you..."

"I'm not jealous!" Sylvia glared and growled, but she didn't know that there was no deterrence in her eyes, all grievances.

"..." Hoddle looked at the loss on her face and couldn't say a word. He felt that he was even more lost than her, "Okay." one word.

"I know I'm acting like an idiot, but can you please leave me alone this time?" Sylvia turned around and whispered.

"Okay." Hoddle turned his head away and looked in the direction of the auditorium. He was a little angry and a little jealous. If Fred knew that Sylvia would make such an expression because he was with other girls, he would definitely be having fun for days. And if this happened to Hoddle, so would he. So he was angry and jealous. A clear understanding in a short period of time made Hoddle discover that he also began to dislike his own head, which was good at analyzing things.

"What the **** am I doing? I'm really cerebral palsy." Sylvia patted her forehead hard and took a long breath.

"Cerebral palsy also knows that you should eat when you are hungry." Hoddle spoke slowly, looking at Sylvia, "Aren't you hungry?"

"I'll go to the kitchen." Sylvia turned and walked in the other direction, "Don't follow me!"

He felt the strong love of the Gryffindor girls, but it was not his.

Innumerable gentle and romantic ways to soothe girls flashed through his mind, but he also clearly realized that none of them would be something he would do. Because he doesn't know when this little freak will suddenly explode, when will it collapse completely, and what should he do next?

Sylvia was an unpredictable problem for him.

And Hoddle Waughlin was too sensible to touch these. He hated being powerless, he hated being indecisive, and even more hated himself who was unsure and bit the bullet. Hoddle Waughlin was supposed to stand in front of everyone in a calm, collected way.

Including girls he likes.

And he clearly knew that under this set of beautiful words was his unease, sadness and lack of self-confidence.

He just stopped talking and turned to leave.

Sylvia ate smoothly in the kitchen. She's just thinking and putting food in her mouth, completely forgetting that she's not a big eater.

Perhaps because thinking requires energy.

Ryan said that there is no conflict between blessing from the heart and the taste of handing over.

Sylvia now understands too well.

She knew better than anyone what a girl Angelina was. If Fred and Angelina were together, what an enviable pair they would be. As long as Sylvia saves Fred, their future will always be bright. Isn't this what I've been doing all along? And what am I suffering now?

But…

But we've known each other for so many years, haven't we? After all, we're the best buddies, aren't we? Even if they were meant to be together. But...but...suddenly asking me to give up the most important person in Fred's eyes...I'm a little sad, isn't it too much?

Sylvia knew it wasn't a bad thing for her.

It is because you can't see each other when you look up, you can't be separated for a moment.

She wants Fred to be around her.

"Miss Tonks!" Coco reappeared with a bang, handing a new glass of lemon juice.

"Oh my God..." Sylvia suddenly came to her senses and looked at the food on the table, "Did I ask for so much?"

"Coco sees that Miss Tonks has a very good appetite today, so she made all the delicious food!" Coco said enthusiastically, "Coco knows that Miss Tonks likes potatoes the most, so Coco has learned every method!"

"Ah..." Sylvia narrowed her eyes a little embarrassed, "Coco, you've worked hard."

"It's not hard! Miss Tonks as long as she likes it!" Coco's eyes were glowing, "Coco knows that Miss Tonks likes baked potatoes with more cheese! Coco knows Tonks Miss likes the mashed potatoes just out of the oven! Coco knows that Miss Tonks doesn't want to eat too many french fries for fear of being fat, so she carefully controls the amount of oil..."

"Wait..." Sylvia's confused mind was even more confused for a while, "Coco, it's almost OK..."

"Coco also tried to learn Chinese dishes! Because Coco heard that Miss Tonks likes Chinese food! Although it is very troublesome to make, Coco is very happy... It's just that Mr. Waughlin and West Miss Sylvia doesn't have time to come to the kitchen."

"Coco! Shut up!" Sylvia couldn't help raising the volume to stop Coco's passionate speech. But this made her regret even more than she had just turned and left. "Coco, you can talk, I'm not..." Sylvia looked at him and said hurriedly as he covered his mouth with his hands and dared not speak.

"Coco doesn't want to make Miss Tonks unhappy." Coco's tears fell, and he suddenly picked up the knife on the table and was about to slash his arm, "But But bad elf! Coco makes Miss Tonks unhappy! Miss Tonks is so good! Never shut up Coco! Coco is bad!"

"Stop! Coco!" Sylvia quickly grabbed Coco's arms, "I'm not angry! You shouldn't punish yourself! Hey! You're from Hogwarts. Elf! You can't hurt yourself because of me!"

"Coco treats Miss Tonks with the same respect as her master." Coco hurried to get the fork when Sylvia snatched the knife in her hand, "Coco should punish herself !"

"Then I'll tell you to stop! Immediately!" Sylvia put the suspension spell on all the tableware on the table, she was afraid that Coco could find any way to punish herself.

"Miss Tonks is such a good-natured witch who always thinks of other people." Cocoa wiped his tears and snot with the pillowcase on him.

Always thinking about other people?

Sylvia suddenly felt a sour nose, pulled Coco and hugged him in her arms. But Coco was obviously panicked, and he disappeared with a bang.

"Coco, if you feel that you have done something bad to me, don't hurt yourself, how about giving me a hug?" Sylvia sighed into the air , "Because I love hugs. Give me a hug and I'll be totally fine."

Coco reappeared with a bang, but still shy away from getting too close to Sylvia.

"Coco, I need a hug now." Sylvia was telling the truth.

I am such an easy to meet person. But in some ways, Sylvia found she wanted more.

She wants a happy ending and Fred Weasley.

What if he has an official match? His best buddy has long been me, and it can only be me!

The sullen breath that Sylvia had swallowed when she returned to the common room was picked up again. She saw that Fred was still chatting with Angelina, and the two of them sat by the fireplace laughing. They laughed so loudly that Sylvia, who had put on some personal emotions, temporarily forgot that it was just a common little thing.

"It's so early today?" Angelina noticed Sylvia walking towards them, "It looks like you can get a good night's sleep?"

"I don't want to sleep today." Sylvia put the book in her arms on the table next to her, "I want to go on a night tour!"

"Ouch!" Fred laughed, "Miss Prefect wants to go for a night tour? How strange!"

"Come back early, be gentle." Angelina said these words skillfully, got up and walked up the stairs.

"Let's go then, what are you waiting for?" Fredra grabbed Sylvia's wrist and was about to go out. But Sylvia stood still.

"Did you forget someone?" Sylvia said with a sullen mouth.

"You mean George? Could we get lost at Hogwarts without him?" Fred smiled disapprovingly.

"Fred Weasley."

"What?"

Fred also felt it at this moment, the fear of being called by Sylvia's full name was already greater than the fear of his mother calling him his full name.

"You already do whatever you want to even play without George?" Sylvia said in disbelief, and also made an incredible misunderstanding, "That's Aren't you going to ask Angie to play someday, and when she asks me, you'll say, you won't get lost without taking me?" She was inexplicably angry. Maybe it's just that emotions have finally found a place to vent.

"No, what are you nervous about?" Fred held back his laughter until his whole body was shaking.

"How can you do this? How can you forget your good buddy?" Sylvia glared at him, "I tell you! In the future, even if you fall in love! Married! Have kids! Your buddy will always be your buddy!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Fred's ears turned red again, and he felt something subtle in the conversation. He kind of liked that Sylvia taught him this way, just like his mom taught his dad. "So can we go?" he asked nicely.

"Huh? So what about George?" Sylvia looked around and quickly found George hiding behind a Muggle studies textbook.

"George doesn't want to go." Fred said with a smile, "George, do you want to go? We're going on a night tour!"

"I don't want to!" George refused quickly.

"You don't want to?" Sylvia quickly walked up to George and pulled out his book, "I'll ask you again, are you going?"

"I..." George was really frightened by this battle, he maintained the posture of holding the book, looked at Fred and said again, "I don't..."

"Are you going!"

"I..."

George looked at Fred, "What's going on?" on the left side of his face, and "Why don't you come and save me quickly?"

"How many nights out this year did I assure Percy that you would stay in the lounge?" Sylvia looked straight at George, "Fred told you to go to the night You can go, but you won't go when I'm going? Why? You don't treat me as a buddy, do you? Ah?"

"It's not...I..." George didn't dare to say a word in panic, he was afraid that Sylvia would point the wand at his head in the next second.

"I tell you, you have to go today." Sylvia abruptly pulled him up from the chair, dragged him by the arm and walked out.

"No...you're too domineering! You're a prefect!"

"Do you care about me? Do you care if I am a prefect? ​​I am domineering and you only know today? Have you put your brother at ease! Can you not share Fred's stinky problems?"

"I have...but..." George turned to look at Fred before being dragged out of the lounge, and lip-mouthed: Is she sick again?

Fred opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while, and got out before the frame was closed again.

Well, I must be sick again.

Fred pulled Sylvia back from George with certainty.

The author has something to say:

Does Xiao Huo have glass slag? Glass slag, not to mention Huo Ge, Fred and Sear will also have it. But I think it should be fine, because you can see that I am a cookie player and not so good at writing knives, and I wrote knives to serve the plot! Um!

"Jealous?"

I'm jealous!

"Sylvia doesn't want to match Fred and the others, **** it!"

Hoddle is a very self-righteous man, he is charming, but not a warm embrace. He may be just a little bit of fate, a little chance, and a little bit of character. There are many ways to like someone, but not many results. I thought about writing a side story about Horsey's parallel time and space as everyone said. But even if Brother Huo goes back and walks again, even if you are me, we encounter the same problem and walk again. Do you know what causes and results, and what actions should be taken at that turning point?

This is the first time for everyone to meet a lover, and everyone has regrets and mistakes.

Fred, Sylvia, Hoddle, none of them are mature in love.

I love this chapter, especially the last part, I think it's sweet, I love Silsapo hahahahaha

Although Fred doesn't mention where he and Angelina are in the original book, Seale is always dating a guy I like and my best roommate. in thinking. What's more, a girl in love can eat a lot of jealousy! Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021-07-2219:25:06~2021-07-2621:04:07~

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