HP Dear Miss Freak

"The Sylvia Harem Group is recruiting new members!"

"Professor Binns, if I can't become an Auror in the future, would you like to take me in as your teaching assistant?"

"What did you just say...No way! Let me see your horrific views! How can you teach students?"

"I'm very measured, you see I never write in exams."

"Huh? You think I can't see that you're trying to get the edge off?"

"I know I know! Great professor!"

Sylvia likes to stay in Professor Laibins's office very much, chatting with him on the pretext of being helpful can also give extra points to the college. Although this ghost old teacher is a bit old-fashioned, he does have some skills. Under Sylvia's good manners, he can't help but talk about some history that can't be said on the surface.

Sylvia also got to know Barty Crouch Jr. again through him. "Remember he's a good grade kid," Professor Binns said when he mentioned him, and then some stories about his school days. All in all, he's an impressive wizard.

"Look. Isn't this what you taught?" Professor Binns waved his fingers, and stacks of parchment flew out a few sheets, and came to Sylvia's hands .

"Pfft!" Sylvia flipped through the signature above and couldn't hold back a smirk, "Hermione's idea that the elves are slave labor is definitely not my instigation! Ginny's words are I have been influenced by me since I was a child, but why is Ron considered mine? It does read a bit like me, but a lot of historical materials are used incorrectly, and there is a lot of nonsense! Professor, don’t you think that I write running accounts? "

Suddenly, someone knocked on the office door.

"Professor Binns, besides me and Waughlin, do you still have guests?" Sylvia knew it was rude, but she was able to stand in front of this old-fashioned old teacher Joke at this level.

"Who is it?" As soon as Professor Binns responded, a tall, thin boy pushed the door and entered.

"Ah...you are Nott?" Sylvia was not surprised to see the face of the visitor.

Theodore Knott. They had a relationship once, but this low-key Slytherin didn't often appear in Sylvia's sight.

And Theodore gave her a sideways glance, and put the parchment in his hand on Professor Binns' desk: "Professor, I won't bother you if you're still busy, the paper has been revised. ." He said and turned to leave.

"He doesn't want to stay longer because I'm here, right?" Sylvia looked at the reopened door and blinked innocently.

"Nott? Oh, he often comes to me, have you met?" The old professor obviously had a really bad memory.

"That should be what I thought." Sylvia replied with a smile.

It couldn't be more normal for those pure bloods to look down on her. But Theodore in her impression was always different from others, and he never joined any bad behavior. It's just that Nott, one of the twenty-eight sacred races, is quite disdainful of this so-called pure-blood traitor and hemp seed. Although he was so arrogant that he probably didn't even like most of his classmates.

"I found it, this is your style." Professor Binns said, and another piece of parchment flew out into Sylvia's hand.

"Professor, can you answer the topic just now?" Sylvia smiled and read the paper, "You gave Fred's paper an O. Molly Auntie is probably going to be very happy."

"Made a few small mistakes, or I thought you wrote it for him." Professor Binns floated slowly to Sylvia, "Mr. Weasley writes more neatly than you. , aren't you ashamed?"

"If I write better, you have no reason to deduct points for me." Sylvia winked at Professor Binns and lowered her head, "It's really good. ...no teaching for nothing!"

Fred and Sylvia have rarely seen each other this month. Maybe it's because Fred and George are busy with ageing agents and their trick careers, not to mention a Ludo Bagman who owes money. And Sylvia was in a stalemate with Snape, and she had to spend more energy on potions to keep up.

"Why do you come to see me, this old man all day?" Professor Binns said as if yawning.

"Isn't it! Professor Binns! Are you going to kick me out too?" Sylvia seemed very frustrated, "I thought I was your best student."

"My favorite student is writing a potions paper instead of attending my class?"

"Hmm..." Sylvia pouted and put on a sweet voice, "You found out?"

"That's all." Professor Binns waved his hand, "We're all talking about who will go crazy first, you or Professor Snape. Professor McGonagall also secretly made a small bet."

"Professor Binns, I advise you to bet on Snape being crazy first." Sylvia said with a smile.

"Professor Dumbledore also said the same, he bet on three packs of Lemon Snow Treasures." Professor Binns nodded as if to agree with this statement.

"Then Professor Dumbledore really made a lot of money, I have to work hard." Sylvia smiled and put the parchment back in place, "I haven't had a long time. Saw Professor Dumbledore."

"I think he should be busy with the Triwizard Tournament, there are a lot of international conferences. And the students of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons are not going to Hogwarts today. Is it?" Professor Binns looked at Sylvia's indifferent look, "You don't know?"

"I know." Sylvia went around to the bookshelf in the office, "But I don't have class this afternoon, so I'm just here to find you? We can go down together when the time is up. ."

"You are indeed different, Miss Tonks." Professor Binns laughed, "not to mention the students, even the faculty are excited and nervous, but you are not at all excited look."

"I'm so excited." Sylvia looked like you didn't believe it or not, "but everyone is too exaggerated! You don't know how girls dress up these days. , and will you meet good-looking boys through this event?"

"Speaking of this." Professor Binns suddenly flew in front of Sylvia, "Be careful in front of students from other schools, don't say anything to the outside world, especially your opinion on the Ministry of Magic ."

"I understand, I understand, family shame can't be made public." Sylvia said casually, but Professor Binns circled in the air as if he was annoyed that he had indirectly expressed such a point of view , "I really understand! Professor! The Triwizard Tournament is also to promote magical exchanges. With my character, I can't go to them to learn some skills? Can they still take advantage of me?"

It was a chilly evening. Sylvia stood in the Gryffindor line, waiting for Durmstrang and Beauxbatons to arrive. The students around him were trembling with excitement, but Sylvia only felt shivering with cold. She couldn't help pulling the robe on her body and shrank to be close to Angelina.

How long will it take—

Playing a big name, right?

Come on - I'm dying here -

"Ah! If I'm not mistaken, the representative of Beauxbatons has come!" Finally, Dumbledore, who was standing at the end with the other teachers, spoke.

"Where?" Many students looked in different directions.

"There!" Patricia shouted and hugged Sylvia who was standing in front of her, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

Sylvia took advantage of the situation and looked over, and a behemoth was flying towards them.

"It's a dragon!" screamed a freshman.

"A bet?" George's voice sounded behind him, Sylvia turned around and met Fred's eyes first.

"Bet." Sylvia looked directly at Fred, "I bet."

"Then I bet not." Fred raised his eyebrows, he didn't understand why Sylvia's mouth suddenly turned into a smile. Also didn't know that Sylvia deliberately lost to him here.

"Someone is going to lose—" George made a telescope with both hands and stretched his neck to look around.

The behemoth swept across the sky toward them. Under the light of the castle window, Sylvia saw a huge powder-blue carriage, drawn by twelve huge silver-mane horses with wings.

"How is it?" George looked at Sylvia and then at Fred.

Sylvia took out the silver Xike, which had been in her hand, from her pocket and tossed it gently. Before Fred could catch it, George reached out to grab it, and although he was unsuccessful, he was hooked by his brother and pressed down hard.

"What are you doing?" Professor McGonagall was shaking with anger, but it was hard to leave her position.

"Nothing, Professor McGonagall!"

"We promise not to make trouble again." Hearing the twins talking to each other after a long time, Sylvia felt a lot better. When she looked up, the carriage door opened.

Sylvia thinks that everyone will be shocked by this unique aura when they see Principal Maxim?

First of all, her big size, and then she will soon be attracted by her gorgeous dress, and the temperament from the inside out can not be hidden by the slightly exaggerated appearance. A boy in a light blue robe stood aside, and he was the first to get out of the carriage and open a golden spiral staircase.

"Do you know who I am thinking of?" Angelina leaned over and whispered. As the applause rose and fell, Dumbledore greeted Madam Maxime warmly.

"Hagrid?" Sylvia immediately said the answer in her heart, and the two of them quietly high-five.

"They are also wearing too little." Patricia stuck her head and tiptoed, "Look, some students covered their heads with scarves or headscarves.

About twelve or three male and female students then got off the carriage and were now standing behind Madame Maxime. All of them were trembling slightly, their robes seemed to be made of fine silk, and no one was wearing a cape.

"I dare say that we dare to wrap our heads like that under the pretext of being too cold, and Professor McGonagall will faint on the spot." student.

"It does leave a different impression." Emily smiled and shook her head.

"Hey! Look!" Patricia seemed to have discovered something new, "That black-haired girl! She doesn't shiver like everyone else! Her back is so straight! It looks like So dignified!"

"What a beautiful girl." Sylvia looked over, "She is very temperamental."

"Right? Look! She is too conspicuous in the crowd!" Patricia smiled and put her toes to the highest point, watching the guests from afar enter the castle.

Sylvia shrank her head again. Her friends were watching the new faces curiously, and she only thought that she would die of cold here if the Durmstrang delegation didn't come. Arya was right, they couldn't put a scarf around their head or even a hood.

I don't know how long I waited, a very strange voice sounded deeply in the darkness, but it brought Sylvia a new joy.

"In the lake!" Li shouted, pointing at the lake excitedly, "Look there!"

The surface of the lake seemed to swell in harmony, the waves lapped against the wet shore, and a large whirlpool appeared in the middle of the lake, and a long black mast slowly rose from the whirlpool. Sylvia even wanted to applaud them now, if that would end the process quickly.

"Drmstrang, I heard that only pure-blood students are accepted here." Angelina folded her arms and watched the big ship approach the shore with a menacing attitude.

"Then they don't have many students, right?" Sylvia smiled and shook her head, "Fortunately, they have a wide range of admissions."

"It's still very mysterious!" Emily was obviously very interested, "I heard that no outsider can know their school address."

"Their school teaches black magic." Sylvia sighed.

"Why do you feel envious?" Arya smiled and pushed her.

"Shh!" Sylvia turned around and smiled and made a silent gesture.

A man with silver-gray hair and a goatee walked up to Dumbledore in the moonlight, and both of them held hands warmly.

"I heard Durmstrang's principal used to be a Death Eater." Kenneth lowered his voice and whispered.

"Karkaroff." Robert nodded slightly.

Death Eaters... Sylvia was a little emotional, but said nothing. She managed to get past the fake Moody with years of acting skills and rhetoric, but she knew that she couldn't let her guard down, after all, the magic eye didn't let her guard down either.

I don't know who sued Professor McGonagall, which led to Fake Moody's warning from Dumbledore that he must not treat students the same way he treated the dark wizard, no matter what the reason. Of course, she had a certain answer in her heart. She is now very grateful that she has maintained the image of a freak who is curious about everything and can't figure it out for so many years.

"Dear old Hogwarts—" Karkaroff looked up at the castle, smiling pretentiously, "It's nice to be here, it's nice... Viktor, Come over here and warm up...you don't mind, Dumbledore? Viktor has a little cold..."

"Who is that? Merlin's beard!" Angelina almost screamed while covering her mouth.

"Isn't that Krum who made your Lynch lose ugly?" Arya smiled and shoved Sylvia again.

"Let's go! Let's eat!" Sylvia's mind was not there at all, and she could only finally end the ceremony and enjoy the dinner.

"You are not allowed to go!" Angelina grabbed Sylvia who was about to follow the crowd into the auditorium, "Did you bring paper?"

"Who has nothing to bring paper?" Sylvia laughed.

"Don't you always carry a notebook with you?" Patricia also turned her pockets over and over again, as if she could make new discoveries that way.

"Last year was the exam year, do you think I really like reading?" Sylvia squinted and said in disgust.

"Oh, I can't believe it, I don't even have a quill on me!" Angelina stomped hard.

"You said, he will sign my hat with lipstick?" Arya excitedly took out a lipstick from Sylvia's pocket.

"Lipstick! Good idea!" Patricia reached out to grab it, but was perfectly avoided by the agile Chaser Miss Alia.

"Can you believe it? Emily?" Sylvia took Emily's arm, "Our sisters have such a good relationship, the first time we turned against each other was actually for a man."

"Go ahead! Girls!" Emily had to raise her voice to stop them, "Your idols are already in!" Follow the auditorium.

"Ah, yes, Malfoy is flattering him."

Sylvia had just sat down beside Ron when he heard him speak sharply. "I bet Krum sees what kind of guy he is at a glance. I bet Krum has people courting and flattering him wherever he goes." Ron was still chattering, and Sylvia looked at him. At the Slytherin table, Draco was leaning over to chat with Krum.

"Oh! Searle! You're here!" Ron slapped his forehead as if he had suddenly remembered something, "I heard Fred and George say today who is hiding from them. "

Sylvia certainly knew what he was referring to, she raised her eyebrows and simply took over: "Oh? It's not me, right?"

"Stop kidding! They've been so secretive all day that they don't know what they're doing." Ron said with a stare.

"Then go ask them." Sylvia said casually. At this time Dumbledore was finishing his welcome speech, and they didn't forget to applaud and move their hands when the food appeared on the table.

"Of course I asked!" Ron was very emotional, but kept his volume down, "I asked who was hiding from you? Fred said 'I hope you would hide from us'. I What's the unpleasant thing to ask again? George said 'you have such a silly little brother who is nosy in his own business'."

"Pfft." Sylvia couldn't help laughing, seeing Ron's serious eyes and hurriedly waved her hand for him to continue.

"Hey! I mean it wasn't funny! I heard George say he wasn't talking to us in person, so we had to mail him the letter, or stuff it directly into the He's in his hands. He can't hide from us forever." Ron's assertiveness was really funny, "Don't you think it's weird? Aren't you curious? Or do you know something?"

"You don't need him." Harry was chatting with Hermione when he suddenly turned his head and interrupted, "Ron, you know she hasn't been with Fred George lately, Hermione reminded you-"

"Ah! Yes!" Hermione looked over suddenly, "I just wanted to talk to you—" She said, forcibly pulling Ron and changing seats with her: "I listen to Fred Red and George said they always knew there was a kitchen in the school with countless house-elves in it. So, you must know that too?"

"Ah..." Sylvia looked at Hermione aggressively, then looked at Ron and Harry with an apologetic smile, "Yeah, I've suffered too much from the elves. Take care."

"I can't believe it!" Hermione looked disappointed. "This is slave labor! They've been exploited! It's not equal."

"I totally agree with you, my dear Min." Sylvia put down the knife and fork in her hand, and under Hermione's stare, she was a little reluctant to do anything.

"You've always known! You take it for granted!" Hermione obviously didn't like this, "If you really agree with me, you should do something like me. Like My Pixie Rights Association."

"I'd love to join, Hermione." Sylvia showed a sincere smile.

"I've had enough of you." Hermione folded her arms and looked at the plate in front of her. "You, Harry and Ron reluctantly joined because they were friends with me, right?"

"Excuse me, do you still eat this dish of mixed fish soup?"

Miss Fleur Delacour. Sylvia was instantly stunned when she saw the beautiful blue eyes of the girl in front of her. She took off the scarf that was wrapped around her head, and her long, waterfall-like silver hair fell to her waist.

Hermione just saw Ron's blushing face and was already a little angry, and she turned to see Sylvia, who was also shocked by this girl, and was even more depressed .

"Okay, bring it to you." Harry pushed the plate to the girl.

"Are you finished?" Furong asked with a smile.

"It's over." Ron seemed to be out of breath, "It's over, it's delicious." As soon as he finished speaking, Fleur carefully carried the plate and walked towards Ravenclaw's table.

"She's so pretty..." Sylvia's eyes followed her, and she blinked and retracted her gaze until the other party sat down.

"Isn't it?" Angelina looked at Sylvia and laughed, "You look more exaggerated than Arya who drank the love potion." Arya just turned over Bai Yan stabbed Angelina with his elbow.

"The guy who can marry such a temperamental girl is really lucky." Sylvia gritted her teeth and complained, she couldn't know who this lucky person was.

"You want me to say—" Patricia swallowed the noodles and pointed her fork in the direction of the Ravenclaw table, "The girl I mentioned, remember? Look, even eating is so dignified."

"Really." Sylvia propped her head up and took a sip of orange juice, "Are they Beauxbatons rich in handsome boys and beauties? Look at the girl next to the girl who has been talking to her. Boy, you look so handsome."

"He looks like..." Emily didn't blink, "Hey! Sisters! Does he look like Waughlin?" A seasoned **** glanced over.

Look. Look at those eyebrows and eyes, they are more handsome than girls."

"Woughlin wants to be as talkative as he is, how much do you think the girls at Hogwarts will be crazy?" He turned back and gave a greeting look.

At the end of the dinner, Dumbledore stood up again. In addition to Maxim and Karkaroff, Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch joined the dinner. Sylvia noticed Fred and George leaning over, staring intently at Dumbledore. Maybe take a look at Bagman as well.

"The moment has finally come." Dumbledore smiled. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I want to explain a few words before I bring the box in—"

Sylvia was already lying on the table. At this much-anticipated moment, Dumbledore's cheerful words seemed to be her own execution song. She stared at Cedric, who was beaming on the Hufflepuff long table, and couldn't get any good ideas out of her head.

Bagman and Crouch plus the three principals make up the jury.

Each college has one place to participate.

These Sylvias know that she can even retell the famous scenes of the year perfectly.

Dumbledore drew his wand and tapped three times on the lid of the box Filch had brought. When the lid creaked open, Dumbledore pulled out a large, rough-hewn wooden goblet. The blue-and-white flames beating in the cup attracted Sylvia's attention again, giving people a feeling of being unable to look away.

Each student who wishes to participate drops the parchment with the school and name into the cup within twenty-four hours. Sylvia looked at the Hufflepuff long table again, and Cedric just happened to look over. They both gave each other a smile for a while.

"Age Boundary!" Fred asked Sylvia to focus again, she saw his eyes sparkling again, and she was inexplicably happy. "That's easy to handle, you can definitely be deceived by age-enhancing agents, right? As long as your name is in that cup, you can laugh happily! It can't tell who is over seventeen and who is under seventeen. !" Fred seemed determined to win.

"But I don't think anyone under seventeen can win," grumbled Hermione. "We haven't learned enough..."

"That's about yourself," said George impatiently. "You're going to get involved, aren't you, Harry?"

Harry didn't answer, he subconsciously wanted to look back at Sylvia, but he didn't see this senior.

Because Sylvia couldn't help but glance at Cedric when she stood up, it happened that Cedric also looked over, they both stared at each other for a while before they followed led the crowd out of the auditorium.

The author has something to say:

After waiting for a long time, it is finally today—

Add a little plot to Xiao Duo, which is Theodora. I like Dodo a lot! Although he almost contracted all the original heroines and Draco's doujinshi. So he will never be the second male lead with me! This character is really amazing. Rowling almost didn't write it, but she left this strong character for all the fans! It's a pity Searle is a Gryffindor, so there's no chance for Theodore. He was just as good and arrogant as Draco and both children of Death Eaters and pure blood. Their friendship is still worth pondering. (Then leave it to the next one! The story of my second daughter has already formed the family in my mind, and I promise that it will be seamless at that time!

Here I skipped the dialogue between Ron and the Gemini and changed it to let Ron dictate, there is no way the plot needs it. But that was definitely one of my favorite episodes! I like this year's Gemini so much! Even in the movie!

A warm welcome to Durmstrang and Beauxbatons alumni! Unlock the new character Fleur! Who doesn't like beautiful women! I love it first!

Two important original supporting roles are coming soon! You will love it! Please remember this little brother who is very similar to Huo Ge!

At that time, I said that the appearance of Huo Ge was Edward Furlong. When I wrote about a boy who was more beautiful than Huo Ge, eh, do you think I can't find it? Of course I found it! (I'm so good at discovering handsome guys and beauties!) I'll give you another look hahaha when this little guy makes an official appearance next time!

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 66 bottles of zero seven; 10 bottles of Eucalyptus; 8 bottles of Susu; 7 bottles of Tubumyn; 5 bottles of cheesecake with milkshake; 3 bottles of Lantern Festival XD; 1 bottle;

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