HP Dear Miss Freak

"People always say that there is no chance, but why do you have to get there?"

Sylvia is now rethinking Hoddle's proposal. The reason was that she didn't want to flush herself down the toilet to go to work at the Ministry of Magic anymore.

What do you Death Eaters mean? Can you add another channel without apparating people?

And what the **** is this Ministry of Magic?

Sylvia needs to reconsider their units.

"Don't stand stupidly." Dora followed Sylvia to the Ministry of Magic, "I guess someone is staring at us somewhere."

Dora's mental state is not very good recently. In particular, she experienced the fact that her parents were gouged out from the heart, which made her even more uneasy, and she had to repair the protective cover repeatedly every day.

"Just stare, I'm just waiting for my sister." Sylvia took Dora's hand and walked towards the elevator together, "I don't believe they can really stare out of something?

“Have the Death Eaters outside the Burrow left yet?” Sister asked in a low voice.

Sylvia was about to answer when she heard movement behind her, and hurriedly gave Dora a look, only to see a familiar redhead when she turned around.

"Percy?" Sylvia was a little surprised, firstly because she hadn't seen the senior for too long, and secondly because this guy no longer held his arrogant head, and even seemed Extremely tired.

"Assistant minister, huh?" Dora sneered, "How is the new minister? You're doing well under Sinkenis, right? When will it be your turn? Workaholic? "

Percy pursed her lips and continued walking with a cold face.

"One day you can kill him." Sylvia said seriously, because in the battle of Hogwarts, Percy and Arthur joined forces to repel the enemy. Controlled Sinkness.

"Don't make fun of me." Percy was forced to stop in front of the elevator, looking back at Sylvia.

"You approached when you heard the Burrow." Sylvia lowered her voice.

Percy didn't look back.

"Hey! Go back if you're really worried." Dora frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Forget it, Dora, it's more important for him to be on his own now than anything else." Sylvia could feel Percy's breathing suddenly shortened when she said this. And hastened.

There are more and more staff waiting outside the elevator, and they naturally shut up and stop talking. But Sylvia gave Percy a sneaking glance, and he was as pale as if he were in a cold ice cellar.

As soon as the second floor arrived, the sisters also left the elevator. Sylvia didn't look back at him, and walked towards the office with Dora in her arms.

"Hi, Searle."

Sylvia turned her head back: "Hi, Diarra."

"It's crazy." Diarra whispered, "One of my colleagues was dissatisfied with the new minister's decision and resigned, and the next day his house was ransacked for some ridiculous reasons."

"What?" Dora leaned closer.

"Have you heard? Ms. Umbridge, the senior deputy minister of the Ministry, is missing." Diarra frowned, "People are panicking now, after all, it will never happen. On her head. Everyone said that she did something wrong, and that..." She swallowed, "Anyway..."

It looks like the finishing touches have been done well.

Sylvia quietly bloomed in her heart.

"The Ministry of Magic has really changed, and everyone is afraid to avoid it." Diarra didn't look at the two of them and lowered her voice, "I just came up from the courtroom."

"They should still use you a lot." Sylvia lowered her voice, "After all, you are a pure blood."

"A lot of Muggle-born colleagues in the Ministry have been arrested." Diarra said with difficulty, "You can't imagine what they are doing, saying they want to understand how they are Someone who has magical secrets?" She said and suddenly grabbed Sylvia, "The above order is to start Muggle-born registration in the whole of the UK! On the surface, it is a registration, but you know what it is! From the first in the Ministry of Magic Start, and soon no one will be spared."

"Your department is here." Sylvia reminded Diarra to stop quickly.

"Wait." She pulled Sylvia's sleeve, "Calvin, are you alright?"

"Norman?" Sylvia was surprised, "It's okay, he's doing fine, what's wrong?"

"It's been a long time since he wrote those messy letters to me." Diarra let go, "It's alright, you know, now this situation... It's terrifying to suddenly lose the news. It's hard not to think about it."

"Although he's a healer, he knows a lot of spells that you wouldn't expect." Sylvia said, "You must be careful yourself."

They and Diarra nodded and continued to move forward.

"That's the girl Norman likes?" Dora asked.

"Ah, yes." Sylvia nodded, "After all, it's not a good time to pursue girls. And Norman is not only busy... um... St Mungo's has too much right now Lots of work to do.”

"Hey, you..." Jasmine saw the two sisters who had just stepped into the office, high-fiving them in turn and whispered, "Go and see your desks."

Sylvia and Dora looked at each other and hurried to their table. I really don't know if I don't read it, it is full of extremely exaggerated documents.

"This is all..." Sylvia hurriedly opened it to take a look.

"It's for us to wipe our ass." Leonie leaned over and put her on her shoulder, "It's funny. Now those people control the Ministry of Magic, they go to Muggles to do bad things, By the way, support us to solve those troubles."

"It's all finishing work." Sylvia snorted, "Now that Dementors are so rampant, it's hard to stop so many large-scale attacks."

"So, we are now ordered not to go back to the Ministry." Andy put his hands in his pockets and swung, "They are afraid of us, but they are not good at starting, so they just let Let's go out."

"They still fear us?" Leoni snorted coldly, "Their so-called lists are printed faster than anything else! The 'guilty' in this country We are almost over half of the people, right? How about adding us directly to the list?"

"In fact, this is what our director meant. He thought it right, at least we have to go out and protect more people." Andy waved his hand.

"It's better than letting us do nothing and be oppressed here by authority." Sylvia nodded calmly.

"And be careful yourself." Andy keeps an eye on other people's movements, "Searle, they grabbed it from the Ministry of Magic, your father who used to serve is already on the list of."

"We have added several spells, and reminded him that he must not go out any more." Sylvia nodded knowingly.

"This morning—someone's going to put the Imperius on me." Andy walked away as an Auror passed by Sylvia's place.

"What?" Leoni frowned.

Sylvia patted her on the shoulder, motioning for her to return to her station as well.

If Andy hadn't had the experience and training in this area, he would probably have been controlled like many people in the department?

This is where Andy reminds young girls.

And how do we know how many eyeliners are in this Auror office now?

I have to say that the Death Eaters made a good abacus. These jobs are here, and in a sense, accepting them is a good excuse for self-protection.

And who doesn't know what they're up to?

Sylvia is very upset at the thought of this.

They also insisted that the vast majority of people would still choose to protect themselves. As long as they don't provoke a collective resistance from the Aurors, there will be no loss.

Exactly. Going out to work doesn't need to clock in, and you can have more opportunities to help the Order of the Phoenix.

Sylvia waved her wand and sorted the papers into her bag. Looking back at Dora and looking at each other, they walked out together.

There are many figures that do not belong here to the naked eye on Grimmauld Place. Just as there were always Death Eaters stalking the Burrow, they seemed to be looking forward to catching a little Harry at the Godfather.

"Why are you here?" Sirius looked at his two nieces.

"Thank you, the Ministry of Magic has paid us all Aurors." Sylvia threw a stack of documents on the table, "Is this still the case outside?"

"After all, even our family can't be spared, right?" Dora shrugged and sat on the sofa, and continued to open the documents she had on hand, "The thought of these Death Eaters having nothing to do all day Just staring at us from any corner, and then calling those dementors and giants to do something wrong." She said here, patted her chest hard to calm herself down.

"The Dementor wants that guy to be in power." Sylvia knew that the name "Voldemort" couldn't be mentioned again, but always called You-Know-Who seemed like she was really afraid of him, "For them In other words, Muggles who have no backhand are the best food, and they can be unscrupulous. From the giants, it is estimated that the mysterious man promised them what rights and powers. In short, it was the inevitable retribution that the Ministry of Magic did not want to see other races. Seid is going to be annoyed to death because of this."

"How is Harry? Any news about him?" Dora asked.

Chase, but save it from danger."

"They still have my potion on them." Hoddle walked over proudly, "I had a very good conversation with that Granger, and she obviously admired me very much. "

“Why does this Wulflin always make great contributions secretly?” Sylvia teased deliberately.

"Hey, they..." Dora frowned suddenly, "Searle, they stuffed me with a list of so-called Muggles who need to be identified. Is this a warning to me? "

Sylvia heard this and reached out to re-read her document, where she also found the list. "Muggle-born registration..." She clicked her tongue, "This is about to start investigating Muggle-born..."

"I'll see." Hoddle just reached out, and the list fell into his hands like a hot potato. Sylvia threw it to him almost without thinking, not wanting to look at it any more.

But Dora's reaction was even bigger, she gasped unnaturally, and covered her mouth like she was suddenly disgusted.

"Don't worry." Sirius said with relief, "Now we check the normal operation of the magic enchantment every day. If you go out, I will also go there to guard."

"I know." Dora turned over the page with her father's photo and threw it aside, patted her chest, "I'm still strengthening it."

Sylvia looked at her sharply.

"What are you looking at?" Dora stared, "Are you reinforcing it?"

"Hey, are you okay?" Sylvia looked at her state and felt that something was wrong.

"What's all right? What can I do?" Dora said, still patting her chest.

"Here..." Hoddle put down the list, but couldn't finish.

"Have you seen someone you know?" Sirius patted him on the shoulder, hoping he would feel better.

"Did you see it?" Hoddle frowned, "Some people's pages say 'Missing'. Going to work at the Ministry of Magic. Had no idea...they were on the run, like Potter and the others."

Dora coughed uncomfortably, and finally just covered her mouth.

"Relax." Sirius gestured to Hoddle, "At least he was not caught on the run." He noticed the worries of the two sisters.

"Are you sure you're all right?" Sylvia always felt that something was wrong.

"I've been an Auror for years more than you! I didn't have a scene..."

"Are you pregnant!"

As soon as Sylvia said these words, the audience instantly fell silent, except for the sound of firewood burning in the fireplace.

Yes yes yes!

Calculate when little Teddy was born! This will definitely be pregnant!

"Wh..." Dora should not have noticed that her hair was getting pinker.

"Pregnant?" Sirius looked a little more shocked.

"How long have you been..." Sylvia laughed, "You know what I'm talking about."

"Um, uh, two months? Maybe?" Dora said uncertainly.

"I was emotionally unstable some time ago, and my physical function was not normal." Dora noticed her hair color and hurriedly stopped them from becoming more vivid, "So I don't care!"

"Are you sure? Sylvia?" Sirius looked at Sylvia, his eyes were definitely full of excitement.

“Would you like to ask Norman to come back?” Sylvia also seemed very excited.

"If Norman knows this, I will go to the door and stand upside down and sing a song to the Death Eaters who are guarding." Hoddle laughed and complained.

"If Dora is really pregnant, you should go to the door and sing to them!" Sylvia turned around and patted him on the shoulder, "Let them know what it is Celebrate with the whole world! Let me cheer up! This is a great deed!"

"Wait! I'm not sure..." Dora looked a little at a loss.

"But—" Sylvia calmed down immediately, and threw away Sirius who was clapping her shoulders with excitement, "Calculate the time, that is when you Before you got married, and you didn't know? Nymphadora Tonks, didn't you take any measures?"

"You!" Dora couldn't control her blushing face and hair color any longer, "Don't mind my business!"

"What the hell! I'm going to be an aunt!" Sylvia yelled, covering her mouth.

"Ecil!" Sirius was still scrambling up and down, "I, I, I want to..."

"Uncle?" Sylvia took his shoulder, "Why don't you look so smart?"

"When the baby is full moon, I will send another toy broom! I have given Harry one before." Sirius said brightly, unable to calm down at all, "The moon face is today Where have you been? I have to let him know quickly!"

"Hey hey hey!" Dora interrupted her two crazy family members, "I'm not sure yet."

"They shouldn't hear now." Hoddle smiled helplessly, "Congratulations, Dora."

"Why are you full of words?" Dora laughed helplessly.

There was some movement outside the living room, and a beautiful boy appeared in front of them.

"Norman!" Sylvia clapped her hands excitedly, "Why did you get off work early? Come and see if Dora is pregnant!"

"I don't think he can handle that! He's from the Bioinjury Division!" Dora shouted.

"I can't wait! I have to do some old Muggle stuff." Sylvia said and was about to leave.

"So? That's great! Congratulations!" Norman held her shoulders, preventing her from leaving, but still faced Dora and said with a big smile, "I will Contact the hospital and arrange the best personal therapist for you, just leave this to me."

"Norman, you kid, it's still very useful at critical moments!" Sirius grinned, "Okay! Very good! Kreacher! The more prepared dinner, the better! You guys You have to stay with me today!"

Sylvia also smiled, and she was even more moved to see her smiling uncle.

Norman's voice came to her mind at this moment.

"Aberforth's message to me, he's awake."

Sylvia looked at him sharply.

"You made it?"

Norman laughed.

"We made it."

The author has something to say:

I count the days, and Dora can almost find out that she is pregnant! I deliberately calculated that it was a pregnancy out of wedlock. Why didn't these wizards take any measures? ! This is not good! !

Dumbledore also successfully woke up! This is a double happiness for the family!

Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-04-27 10:56:21~2022-04-3010:56:21~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: today, did the president praise me for 40 bottles; 10 bottles of cheesecake and milkshake;

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