HP Dear Miss Freak

"It is very important to have a good relationship with Lao Deng."

Sylvia didn't expect that in this year's admissions section, Fred still won her a silver sycobol with a slight advantage.

"What about your intuition? Bunny?" While cheering for Gryffindor's possession of Harry, Fred also taunted Sylvia beside him.

"Are you going to ask this every year? I can definitely answer you again, maybe you have a more feminine intuition, Fred." Sylvia took out a silver Siko shoved into Fred's hands.

Wait, why am I ready for Silver Sic? Sylvia found that the problems she had been planning for could be corrected.

"Then I can say it again. Get out!" Fred laughed and threw up the silver sickle.

"Look, isn't that the former Muggle studies professor? I heard he's coming to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts." Li patted Fred on the shoulder.

"Quiell? Why is he wearing a headscarf?" George looked at Quirrell with interest. Sylvia had rarely seen Quirrell at school before, so looking at his hood, she thought she might have seen it before but didn't recognize it.

"He taught us Defense Against the Dark Arts? Can this class have a more knowledgeable teacher?" Fred laughed disdainfully.

"Snape is probably **** off." Sylvia smiled and looked at Snape, who was staring at Harry, but was quickly glared by him.

Should I be moved that I also have the treatment of a savior, and can I even give me a look? Sylvia groaned inwardly.

Finally, Professor Dumbledore stood up again and spoke. When he said, "First-year freshmen pay attention, students are not allowed to enter the woods on campus. Some of our old classmates should also keep this in mind." He glanced at Sylvia and the others.

"Looks like we're being targeted," Fred whispered.

"The principal's key observation object." George laughed.

"Finally, I must tell everyone that those who do not want to suffer an accident and die in pain, please do not enter the corridor on the right on the fourth floor." A key sentence appeared, Sylvia a Looking up, he met Dumbledore's blue eyes. When she hurriedly looked back, she realized that she seemed a little guilty.

"You found it too?" Fred smiled and leaned over.

"Discovered?" Sylvia looked at him, "It was obvious that no one was approached, but it was deliberately said? In fact, no one should notice there."

"Indeed." George also leaned over, "Where have we been in the whole of Hogwarts? The fourth floor on the right is too remote. Usually no one even passes by."

"Do you want to go?" Sylvia asked, and Fred and George smiled as they should have. Then the three of them tacitly sang the school song to the tune of "Funeral March".

Sylvia realized that perhaps their "triple trouble" meant more than trouble for others. In a more sense, they are also very good at making trouble for themselves. For example, she clearly knew that there was a huge three-headed dog, Lou Wei, in the corridor to the right on the fourth floor, and she followed the Weasleys out with great interest. She instantly understood why she was a Gryffindor.

"Do we have to come so soon?" Sylvia didn't expect to have such a thrilling experience within a week of school.

"Stop talking nonsense, I can't wait." Fred rubbed his hands excitedly, "Why did you change your hairstyle? Bunny."

"Isn't it good-looking?" Sylvia knew that a wild run would be inevitable, so she tied a high ponytail in advance and even put on sneakers.

"Aren't you growing? Your hair has grown, but your height is not at all." George stretched out his hand and gestured. He suddenly grabbed Sylvia's braid and pulled it down. Sylvia's center of gravity was unstable and she leaned back, almost sitting on the ground. Fred silently patted his thigh and laughed.

"I've grown! It's the two of you who have grown so that I don't think I've grown!" Sylvia arranged her braids in dissatisfaction.

"Look who I found? Snape!" Fred said excitedly, pointing to the Marauder's map.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go!" Sylvia turned and ran.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!" Fred and George said in unison, holding up Sylvia and walking forward.

"Hello!" Sylvia looked at the excited two people in panic, "School just started! Do you want me to be locked up for a semester!"

"What are you afraid of? Let's go together." Fred took out a trick that Sylvia had never seen before.

"We just happen to have a new trick out of place to try, he'll love it." George gave a wicked smile.

"I beg you to use it on me." Sylvia sighed, and after she broke free from the restraints of the two, she followed them towards Snape's direction. Are you ready to retreat?"

"Of course!"

"No!" I don't know what the two of them are proud of.

"Huh?!" Sylvia was lying in the corner, already seeing Snape coming from a distance, she glanced in horror at the Weasley twins lying above her.

"Isn't that Weasley's Magic Bubble Shower?" Sylvia looked at the familiar small bottle in Fred's hand, just why he held it so high.

"This is an upgraded version." George yanked Sylvia back.

"We've added Dung." Fred laughed. He waved his hand back, and George quickly took Sylvia back a lot.

"What?!" As soon as Sylvia finished speaking, Fred turned around and ran away. Sylvia quickly took out her wand and threw a muffler spell in the direction the bottle was thrown, and George pulled her other hand away from the scene.

"It's quite clever! Little Bunny!" Fred smiled and rubbed Sylvia's head. Her braids are now completely gone.

"Give me the map!" Sylvia pulled the map and saw Snape's name getting closer and closer to them. Although the three of them kept going around the castle, they couldn't get rid of Snape at all. Even with the bonus of the map, the three children who have been in the school for two years are still not familiar with the castle as the professor who has been in the school for more than ten years.

"How about you become little Ronnie?" Fred suddenly suggested.

"Percy! Percy is better!" George patted Sylvia on the shoulder.

"You..." Sylvia was out of breath, this situation was completely unexpected, "You, actually, you want to put the blame on, brothers!"

"I feel like we're really dead this time." Fred whispered, "The bubble popped on Snape's nose!" George heard it loud and silent. Laughing, looking at his reaction, the consequences should be really serious.

"Peeves?" Fred squinted to see Peeves in front of him who was stuffing gum into the keyhole in Filch's broom.

"Isn't that our old buddy?" George patted Fred on the back, "Here's some too?"

Sylvia snatched the small bottle from Fred's hand without saying a word, and sprinted forward. Both Fred and George were stunned, and the next second they moved closer to the map to see Snape's distance.

"Sorry." Sylvia rushed to Peeves, put the vial in his hand, and immediately drew out her wand and pointed into his nose, "Wadiva West!"

Fred and George saw Peeves fly away with booty before he could react. Fred quickly took out a bluff bomb and threw it down the corridor where Peeves flew. The next second, the three of them tacitly slipped towards the stairs leading to the first floor. They both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Snape's name turn in the direction Peeves had left. But they didn't stop until they slipped into the secret passage behind the tapestry on the first floor and ran halfway.

"Not bad! You are getting smarter and smarter!" Fred put on Sylvia's shoulder and laughed.

"You're not bad either." Sylvia slapped Fred's chest lightly while panting.

"We'll remember what Peeves did for us." Fred made an air of prayer.

"That's a Weasley bluff bomb!" George emphasized on the side, "Will you respect our improved copyright?"

"Okay." Sylvia patted her chest and took a deep breath to calm herself down a little, "You guys have really improved a lot. How's it going? Do you want to start creating something original?"

"Of course!" Fred looked determined to win, "Let's wait and see for your birthday this year! Little Bunny."

"A big surprise for you." George raised his eyebrows and said.

"I'm waiting." Sylvia was almost out of breath and sat down. The two of them would send Sylvia a sample every time they had a trick product, and she saw more clearly than anyone how the Weasleys' trick went from whimsy to finality.

He De He Nbsp;

After Sylvia took the map, she looked at the names of the three of them together and suddenly felt a little confused. How lucky was she to be able to form a small group with the two of them?

"Did you say so? Bunny." Fred pushed Sylvia's shoulder suddenly, "What are you in a daze? I asked you?"

"What is not?" Sylvia murmured, she suddenly saw a familiar name appear in the corridor on the fifth floor on the map.

Peter Pettigrew.

You slipped out by yourself! Don't blame me for rushing to kill! wrong! Can't kill! Also, give me Sirius an innocence! I want justice! Just today!

"I said the trick we did was so interesting that if it were mass-produced, it would definitely sell. Are you right?" Fred repeated what he just said. But Sylvia didn't seem to hear it again, because she stood up suddenly and walked quickly towards the exit.

"Where did you go?" Fred and George looked at each other and quickly followed, "Where? Little freak!"

"Damn it! When can that guy run so fast!" Fred said incredulously, looking at Sylvia, who was running wildly in front of him.

"I don't know! I think she's seen a ghost!" George also widened his eyes and quickened his pace, "I can't keep up!"

Sylvia ignored the noisy boy behind her, and her attention remained on Peter Pettigrew's name. This little mouse slipped quite nimble, and it seemed that he was hungry in the middle of the night and went out for food. Her physical strength has long been unable to keep up, but the resentment she has accumulated for a long time supports her non-stop efforts to uncover the truth.

Sirius, is not the one who betrays his friends!

"Hi!" Sylvia stopped suddenly. She turned and cast the Petrification Charm on the Weasley brothers who didn't have time to turn into the corridor. Accompanied by a violent heartbeat, Sylvia folded the map at the fastest speed and stuffed it into the lining pocket of her robe. The next second, a strong light appeared above her head.

"Turn around." Snape's voice appeared behind Sylvia, and she could feel Snape's anger without turning around. Sylvia took a deep breath and turned around slowly, Snape's wand hit the tip of her nose, so dazzling that she subconsciously reached out to block her face.

"Professor." Sylvia tried her best to open her eyes to look at Snape, who was wide-eyed. He now probably wanted to throw Sylvia directly from the fifth floor.

"It's no surprise, Miss Tonks." Snape said in a long tone, disdain to wear his usual sarcastic smile, "what else do you want this time? Sophisticated?"

"Yes! Professor, can you turn off the fluorescent flashes first? Your dear student is going blind!" Sylvia said with narrowed eyes. Snape snorted and pulled his wand back a little, and by the light Sylvia saw Scabbers slipping down the corridor behind Snape. She tried to grab it subconsciously, but Snape grabbed her arm hard.

"You wouldn't be naive to think that you could escape today, would you?" Snape said fiercely, and withdrew his hand in disgust.

"Professor! Do you have a Revealing Potion?" Sylvia stared at Banban's direction and jumped up anxiously.

"You don't want to play any tricks." Snape frowned, and it seemed that Sylvia was talking nonsense again.

"Professor! I can explain it to you!" Sylvia saw that Banban had left her sight and sighed a long time.

"Follow, don't try to be clever. You go and explain to Professor Dumbledore." Say it a few times before your stupid mind will understand that night travel is strictly prohibited at Hogwarts."

Sylvia didn't say anything, and followed Snape obediently. She also knew how risky it was to start a night tour from this year. No matter what tricks Fred and George play, it's a clever edge shot, and they can get out of the way at critical moments. But Sylvia was different, she was simply asking for trouble.

I didn't notice Snape because I was staring at Peter Pettigrew! I'm such an idiot! Sylvia patted her forehead in annoyance.

"I'd also like to know, what gave you the courage to provoke the professor with this trick?" Snape shook the small bottle in his hand, showing a look of disgust.

"Maybe it was given by Gryffindor..." Snape glared at Sylvia before she finished speaking, "I was wrong, Professor."

"You'd better explain why you are near the corridor on the fourth floor?" Snape sneered. They had come to the statue of the Gryphon. What Sylvia didn't expect was that the password this time was: Carbonell and Walker Chocolate. Isn't that the Christmas present I gave Lao Deng last year? Sylvia was secretly happy.

Dumbledore's office was bigger than Sylvia had imagined. There are magical items left over from past principals everywhere, the sorting hat of an old friend is placed on an elegant rocking chair, and the portraits on the wall seem to be sleeping soundly. Sylvia felt that it was really inappropriate to disturb the principals, but Snape gave her a look as if he understood what she was thinking. Oh, maybe it's just because she's been looking around excitedly from the moment she walks in, she doesn't look like a student who was caught in the principal's office and punished for doing something wrong.

Oh! Is that Fox? So handsome! Sylvia just took back the excited little expression, and she became excited again before holding on for a few seconds.

"I didn't expect you to visit late at night, Miss Tonks." Dumbledore came down the stairs, smiling in his purple robe, "Severus, I I didn't expect you to bring her along." He acted like an old friend was visiting, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Guess where I met Miss Tonks? Corridor on the right on the fourth floor. I think Miss Tonks is out of her mind and doesn't take the principal's words seriously. Or, on purpose? Just want to try a painful death?" Snape said lightly, but Sylvia always felt a little bit of gnashing of teeth.

"Oh? Is that so? Miss Tonks?" Dumbledore looked at Sylvia with a smile.

"I have something to tell you, Professor Dumbledore." Sylvia raised her head and met Dumbledore's eyes.

"I'd love to chat with you, young people these days always have a lot of ideas." Dumbledore stroked his beard happily.

"I think Miss Tonks will get what she deserves, right?" Snape said indifferently, "It's necessary to kill the chickens and show the monkeys what to do and not to do. "

"Of course, Severus." Dumbledore looked at Snape and pressed his palm down in a reassuring way, "but I think Miss Tonks needs to go back to rest safely. Room, I also need to talk to her about the danger of night travel. So, I think you can wait here for a while?"

Snape frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something, and finally turned into a snort and turned to stand in the corner of the office. Dumbledore made a please gesture, and Sylvia nodded and walked out of the office with him.

"Is there anything you want to talk to me alone? Miss Tonks." Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"Professor, I'm sorry I hid something from you, but can you trust me?" Sylvia looked at Dumbledore, "I'm doing one thing, one… Only thing I can do! That's something I stumbled upon, and I think I'll be able to do it soon! And...and in the end you'll agree with me. Of course, I'm not referring to the hallway on the right on the fourth floor !"

Dumbledore didn't answer immediately, he stroked his long beard and walked forward slowly, as if enjoying the Hogwarts corridor under the moonlight, and as if thinking about Sylvia the words said.

"Two years ago, the Sorting Hat told me that there was a very interesting girl in Gryffindor." Dumbledore spoke slowly.

"What?" Sylvia was stunned.

"The Sorting Hat said the kid had too much stuff in his head, and he was startled all of a sudden. Of course, the kid was you." Dumbledore smiled kindly, "he Say you don't look like an eleven-year-old kid."

Sylvia groaned. The sorting part was going too fast at that time, and two years of smooth Hogwarts life made her completely forget that the Sorting Hat would have Legilimency, which may reveal that she is a transmigrator, and Dumbledore may know directly. thing.

Looks like I need to learn Occlumency.

"For a child, the world in your head is too big, there are many things that the Sorting Hat can't understand." Dumbledore smiled and patted Sylvie Ya's shoulders, "but he saw your very determined heart and resolute quality, so let you go to Gryffindor."

"I think of your father Ted Tonks writing to me about your childhood before you started school. Everyone thinks you're a freak? It's just different. I told your father not to worry about your situation at school. And it turns out that you did well at Hogwarts." Dumbledore watched Sylvia lowered her head and said nothing. , and continue to speak.

"I don't want my family to worry." Sylvia whispered, clutching the dagger in her pocket tightly.

"Then can you promise not to go out at night again?"

"To tell the truth, I can't." Sylvia didn't think it was any use to be clever in front of Dumbledore, and there was no need to lie.

"You are more like your mother than your father." Dumbledore said lovingly, "You are more like a Blake, I believe Phineas would like it if he saw you. you child."

"Phineas... Principal?" Sylvia struggled to find the owner of the name, "I'm like Sirius, right?"

"You know Sirius Black? Well, yes. He and your mother are very close." Dumbledore nodded.

"He's my favorite uncle." Sylvia bluntly said, "Do you believe me, professor? I didn't make such a lame excuse to excuse me. I won't lie to you. I know exactly what I'm doing."

"Will it surprise me more than chocolate?" Dumbledore smiled and winked. They had come to the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Surprise everyone!" Sylvia laughed relaxedly, "Like Carbonell and Walker Chocolates! Surprise everyone!"

"But because of your recklessness, I will deduct twenty points from Gryffindor." Dumbledore said. Sylvia seemed to understand that he meant more than one recklessness.

"I see, Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore smiled and watched the young girl hop into the Gryffindor lounge. The Sorting Hat said that this girl had mysterious powers and that she could do things no one else could.

This quirky girl is sure to make an excellent witch.

Dumbledore was sure of this. Since he solved the trouble with the crown, he has been looking forward to what kind of surprises Sylvia will bring. Maybe what kind of special ability she really has, but at least at Hogwarts, the happiness and growth of his students is the most important thing.

And as he had thought before, he was willing to make a little more exception for this child. Somehow, he felt that Sylvia would become his very capable assistant.

The author has something to say:

I find that my writing is getting longer and longer hahahaha

I haven't seen the thrilling night tour for a long time hahahahahaha!

The kids are in school

The main story begins

The Banban capture plan is also on track

Also I'm glad everyone likes Huo Ge! After all, I don't think Brother Huo's charm has been fully shown yet, hahahahaha!

The third grade Huo Ge will never be less! (Fred is furious)