HP Dear Miss Freak

"It should come, it will come."

Sylvia insisted on staying in the medical wing for a long time. On the one hand, it is to prove that what Madam Pomfrey said is serious, and on the other hand, she can still review in the medical wing.

And so quiet.

Sylvia flipped through the two potions class notes in front of her with satisfaction. Hoddle's notebook is not only neat and beautiful, in contrast, Sylvia's notebook is not worthy of being called a potions notebook.

So quiet—

"Ah! Damn it!" Something suddenly appeared in front of Sylvia's eyes, and as soon as she raised her head, Brother Bird rushed into her face.

Bar?"

Brother Bird should be saying "I will be found out that you can climb the tree".

"Sirius?" Sylvia looked at the letter brought by Brother Bird, and then immediately looked at Brother Bird, "He didn't let you send a letter to Umbridge, did he? Huh? Yes Wouldn't it be a roaring letter? Huh?" She looked at Brother Bird's nod and patted her own little heart involuntarily.

"Searle! You really should go... oh! Brother Bird is here!" Ron ran in quickly.

"Sirius sent Umbridge a roaring letter!" Harry explained cheerfully, "Why didn't I think of it? Why didn't anyone think of it? Since Umbridge is so If you like checking letters, give her a shout-out letter, don't you?"

"There is no one but him." Sylvia looked at Brother Bird, "What is Sirius doing recently?"

"I don't think he's crazy." Hermione was the last to walk into the medical wing, "You have such a big thing, Umbridge doesn't allow family members to visit!"

"Hey! It's maddening to talk about this!" Ron shouted, staring, "She's still going around saying that Seale is just too stressed to review and has a fever! It's all her own problem! "

"Is Sirius at home recently?" Sylvia looked at Brother Bird, and the owl nodded.

"He was at home the last time I talked to him over the fireplace." Harry sat down on the side chair. "What are you worried about, Syl?"

"Just worrying about it." Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief, "I just don't know if he is busy or not, and has a lot to do."

Brother Bird shook his head.

"Really? Possibly?" Sylvia asked incredulously, "It's possible that he's idle?"

Brother Bird nodded.

"That's strange," Hermione said.

"Brother Bird can't lie." Sylvia hugged Brother Bird in her arms and rubbed it in a good mood, "If you have to lie, it must be just to fight against me." She said Looking at the Iron Triangle, "What about you? You're not here to visit me, are you?"

"Aren't you all right?" Ron blinked playfully, "Don't need a little visitor?"

"You're right." Sylvia coughed in agreement.

"How long are you going to lie down?" Hermione wrinkled her nose.

"I don't lie down all day either." Sylvia lowered her voice and blinked, "Mrs. Pomfrey also helped me a lot with the potion."

"I didn't think you were here to make up the class." Harry laughed.

"But it's almost time." Sylvia looked out the door of the medical wing, "The exam is coming soon. I've been pretending long enough."

The time before the exam always goes by quickly doesn't it?

Sylvia spends more time in the library with Cedric, Cho, and Rebecca. This Ravenclaw Chinese girl has cut off ties with the D.A traitor. The acne marks on Marietta's face due to the betrayal had not disappeared, and the word "traitor" could still be vaguely seen.

And the exam came as promised.

"I didn't expect you to be so lively after the potion exam." Cedric smiled and looked at Sylvia in front of him, "You're too happy too? Winclaw wasn't so happy when he won the Quidditch Cup." One of the things that makes the student leaders different is that they can't enjoy the relaxation after the test, they always have something to do.

For example, the night watch at the moment.

Sylvia and Cedric discussed that the fifth-grade prefect has to take an astronomy test today, and the seventh-grade prefect has just finished the afternoon potions, so they should be on patrol at night. . Because Sylvia said that the good times for sixth-grade prefects were over, and Cedric agreed.

"You don't understand."

Sylvia stood still, turned to face Cedric, with a calm smile on her face, as if she wanted to transport herself to another world in the sky at any time.

"I don't understand." Cedric patted her shoulder with a smile and motioned her to move on, "You applauded calmly in the audience, as serious as a coach. ."

"Of course I'm happy that we won the Academy Cup." Sylvia explained, "But how can I be so happy? Ginny won Autumn, I'm happy for Ginny, but I I don't want to hurt Qiu's heart either."

"You're a student of Gryffindor, it's okay if you cheer loudly." Cedric laughed.

"This is how Ginny broke up with her boyfriend because the boy went to comfort Qiu and forgot to congratulate his girlfriend. To be honest, a bowl of water is hard to balance." Sylvia sighed, "Angelina and her boyfriend also had some disputes, but it's not a big problem."

"Is it so hard to fall in love across colleges?" Cedric shrugged, looking hard not to suspect he was showing off.

No matter the cup, there are always so many things that make everyone tit-for-tat, and it is inevitable that the colleges cannot be completely intimate."

How can this be done? The sharp relationship between the colleges is entirely a legacy of social history.

"But I think this year is a special one. Like the new song the Sorting Hat sings at the opening ceremony! We should all work together, our friendship has nothing to do with the Academy!" Cedric looked very Excited, "Everyone is united this year, fighting for ourselves and fighting for Hogwarts!"

"Wait." Sylvia jumped up before the stairs in front of her turned, and Cedric hurriedly followed.

"Me! Sylvia Tonks!"

The girl put her hands to her mouth but didn't make much of a loudspeaker effect. But in her voice, it was really just a formality.

"No more potions! Hahaha!"

She laughs more than any rebellion in any movie.

"You're not afraid of being..." Cedric wanted to cover her mouth, but he just smiled apologetically at the classmates who were looking up.

"Aren't you afraid of what? Snape?" Sylvia smiled arrogantly, "I don't have to be afraid of Snape anymore!"

"It seems like it was just yesterday that I saw the girl who suffocated when she saw the Flobber caterpillar." Cedric said mildly, "Who would have thought that Searle, who was left and right, would end up in the end. Enrolled in Snape's advanced potions class? Your potions aren't bad."

"What is a potion? I don't know." Sylvia quickly waved her hand, "I've decided that nothing about potions will ever enter my mind!" she said , bouncing up and down the turning stairs.

"You look like you're doing well." Cedric walked down with her when the stairs stopped.

"I think it's basically done!" Sylvia still kept smiling, "Actually, I can basically figure out what grades I have taken, including other subjects that have been passed. Too."

This is the hidden skill of exam-oriented education and test-takers, right? Isn't it easy to evaluate yourself?

"It seems that the Auror Office will have a hard time losing you." Cedric said with a smile.

"Hey, Seid, will you go to the Ministry of Magic like your father in the future?" Sylvia looked at him, "Which department are you going to?"

"I want to go to the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures." Cedric said, and subconsciously sped up when he heard the movement below, "I also talked to Hagrid about this, and I want to deal with it. Hazardous Creatures Committee work. I think we should re-understand and protect amazing animals, and there should be more rational solutions to the situations they pose a danger... Hey, what's the situation there?"

This is a bad situation.

If Sylvia said that her own feet made the decision to go down, I wonder if anyone would believe it.

The night Harry and his fifth graders took the astronomy test was the night Hagrid was kicked out of Hogwarts by Umbridge.

A thumping sound came from a distance through the empty field, followed immediately by the low barking of a large dog.

"Who is there!" Cedric speeded up and ran, "Someone broke into Hogwarts?"

The door of Hagrid's hut suddenly opened, and a burly figure could be seen from a distance roaring and waving his fists, surrounded by six people. Those people shot thin red lights in his direction together, and it could be seen from this that they seemed to be trying to stun him with a stun spell.

"Don't..." Sylvia subconsciously grabbed Cedric, "It must be from Umbridge."

"She sent people to attack the teachers at the school? She's crazy!" Cedric looked more like crazy.

The jet of red light was still flying around Hagrid's hut, but for some reason, the spell seemed to bounce off Hagrid.

"Be sensible, Hagrid!"

"Damn sanity, don't even think about grabbing me like this, Delix!"

Sylvia trembled involuntarily when she could hear the harsh words they said to each other at such a distance.

Hagrid stood tall in the crowd, more powerful than any warrior.

"Dawlish, it's Fudge's." Sylvia looked at Cedric.

"They can't do that." Cedric shook his head and continued walking.

Sylvia didn't want to keep up. It's just that she suddenly couldn't move her legs, and when she turned around, she suddenly fell to the ground.

"Professor McGonagall?" Sylvia saw the familiar Dean suddenly appear in front of her, and Cedric also turned around and stopped.

"Mr. Diggory, take Miss Tonks back to the castle. The fifth-year students will finish their exams soon, and it is estimated that many students want to take advantage of the opportunity." Professor McGonagall quickly Saying that, the wand pointed at Cedric and pulled him back.

Why did you freeze me in the first place? Sylvia pursed her lips dejectedly, but it was indeed thanks to her good fortune over the years.

"Professor McGonagall! We can't..." Before Cedric could finish speaking, he was shocked by Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes and shut his mouth, which seemed to be more than a tongue and a throat. easy to use.

They heard Hagrid growled furiously, and threw the man up in the air. The man looked like he flew ten feet away and never got up again.

"You haven't stepped out of the castle, understand?" Professor McGonagall used an indistinguishable tone.

"Professor McGonagall, you..." Sylvia was interrupted as soon as she spoke.

"If you feel that the N.E.W.Ts exam is not enough for you, then go and help Professor Binns revise the paper and organize the academic report, Miss Tonks." Professor McGonagall's words seem to be premature. Just waiting for her, "I think you also have a lot of student work to do. Remember to do a good job in the ideological work of the prefects. I think you should also summarize and report, and find two suitable candidates for the new student president."

"But Umbridge will definitely make new appointments," Cedric said.

"Umbridge?" Professor McGonagall squinted, "I don't think she can be a principal for long."

Sylvia thought silently: Actually, I want to say...Professor McGonagall, you are so handsome!

"But..."

"You have a lot of serious things to do, Miss and Mr. Student President." Professor McGonagall's robes fluttered in the evening wind with her pace, and squeaked, "I think you have enough to be busy. ."

"..." Cedric hesitated, but he still pulled Sylvia and walked back with her, "With Professor McGonagall here, it's better if we don't help."

Yeah, that's Professor McGonagall. So all the fifth graders were so shocked to see Professor McGonagall fall that they forgot their exams?

"Almost there." Sylvia stepped back and grabbed Cedric, making sure they could still see Hagrid's hut.

The two young people stared there like this, until the red light hit Professor McGonagall violently, and until she rose into the air, fell heavily on her back, and stopped moving.

Sylvia closed her eyes heavily until Cedric took a breath.

Professor McGonagall was worried that Sylvia would act stupidly at the last minute, and of course a smart girl understood this. So these days after the exam, she has a lot of work to do, as if every professor found out when she graduated that she couldn't do these things well without this girl.

Even Snape had carefully selected a number of Frober caterpillars, slugs, mice and frogs for her to dissect. It had been a long time since Sylvia had seen the Slytherin Snake King look so happy. In a trance, Sylvia thought she was the potion professor's best student. He just wanted to spend more time with his students. But Snape just left and closed the door after Sylvia had entered.

The other professors seem to know that Sylvia has finished the potion exam, so they are not worried about the revision of other exams, and they all rush to ask her for help.

"Especially you! Professor Binns!" Sylvia tried to stick her head out of a pile of books, but sitting in a chair at her height was not enough to stick her head out." I just finished the history of magic test! How come out of the test room is more history of magic?"

"Huh? Yes, haven't you finished the exam." Professor Binns floated over slowly.

"Yes!"

"Didn't you pass all the exams?"

Yes, the history of magic is the last subject. Sylvia never dreamed that it would end like this, nor did she expect that she would meet Colin at the door who came to report before she had time to cheer, and then she appeared in the office of the professor of history of magic.

"Yeah! I've handed in the papers ahead of time!" Sylvia said.

"Well, it won't delay your review." Professor Binns floated away with confidence.

"Eh! No! Why didn't I find it so difficult for you to chat before?" Sylvia said in disbelief, "You don't understand what I'm saying on purpose, right?"

Sylvia certainly knows why professors do this. Everyone seems to be worried that this little lunatic will have a horrible thought called "Anyway, the test is over, it's time to trouble Umbridge".

Of course not! It would be stupid for me to be caught by Umbridge at the last minute!

Sylvia did not expect her impulsive and competitive temperament to be so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Professor McGonagall said Miss Tonks would be very helpful," said Professor Binns. Sylvia has always wondered, why can she always hear a different tone from the dry words of this ghost professor? For example, now she actually heard grievances.

"Of course I'm willing to help! But I..." Sylvia hesitated, "Look, the prefect has something to do! Seid and I are going to hold a wrap-up meeting for all the prefects. of!"

"I have great confidence in Mr. Diggory's abilities."

"Is it the same with me?"

"I trust you more, Miss Tonks."

"Yeah! So I'm here, he can't, can he?"

Sylvia found an explanation for herself and wanted to slap herself. Cedric also had a lot of work to do, but he was mostly going to help their dean.

Professor Binns didn't say anything, but there was another stack of parchment in front of Sylvia.

"Seriously? Professor?" Sylvia looked at the parchment in front of her. "You asked me to change the lower grade exam papers?"

"Do I need to pay you?"

"That's right! Professor Binns! You can be joking after staying with me for a long time!" When Sylvia said these words, her tongue suddenly froze, "You have learned to transfer me Are you paying attention?"

"I taught you seven years, Miss Tonks." Professor Binns flipped through something on his desk, "How many years will it take to produce a student who likes to read the history of magic? How many years? To have a student who runs to my office all day. Mr. Waughlin will graduate after you graduate, and in a few years, Mr. Nott will graduate."

"You hate me?" Sylvia said this in an understatement, but the softest part of her heart was also stinged by herself.

"Are you really going to be an Auror?" This was the first time the old professor gave Sylvia a loving feeling.

"Yeah." Sylvia nodded.

"I think, I seem to be short of a teaching assistant." Professor Binns pointed to the table full of materials.

"Write me if you need me! I think I'll come back to help you if I have time? How about it? Only you can send Miss Auror! Professor Binns!" Sylvia laughed, she hoped the atmosphere wouldn't be so oppressive.

"These books." Professor Binns pointed to the stack of books in Sylvia's hand, "Take it back and read it. If you are an Auror, you should read more books."

"Send me?"

"Lend you."

"I will come back myself." Sylvia smiled and looked at her favorite Professor Binns, "I really want to hug you, Professor Binns. Even if it hurts to say it. people, but I want you to know."

"When you graduate, you can be said to be my best student." Professor Binns squinted and leaned back in his chair wearily.

"Of course I..." Something was hot in Sylvia's pocket, she suddenly trembled, and slowly put her hand in.

"Of course you are. What a noisy and annoying little girl..." Professor Binns was still talking.

No.

But Sylvia wasn't listening. Her attention was entirely on the hot silver cigar.

"Are you listening?" Professor Binns looked over, and he was startled by the girl who was paler than him.

Why is Harry going to the Department of Mysteries?

Sylvia thought while receiving Draco's brief message.

Even if Harry went to Umbridge's office again, Kreacher would definitely tell him the truth, he would no longer betray Sirius.

But why?

Brother Bird also said that Sirius has been very busy recently and does not go out very much! Did he go out to play!

"Caught by the investigation team..." Sylvia muttered, "Run away now."

"What?" Professor Binns looked at her suspiciously.

And Sylvia coughed violently, which seemed to be what she had just stopped breathing.

The author has something to say:

Searle passed the potion test, which means I passed the math test hahahahahaha

Don't be afraid of everyone laughing at me, I can even write the calculation questions wrong in replying to comments to enter the verification code.

Someone mentioned before that Seale became an Auror because of a sense of mission or something, um, but you can guess if I planned to let her change careers at first? In the end, I think the work she did was unexpected. Hahahahaha

Everyone knows that the battle of the Department of Mysteries is coming soon

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Jie's Monkey King; cheesecake with milkshake, 1 bottle of vinyl chloride;

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