HP Dear Miss Freak

"Accumulating happiness should also increase exponentially."

Sylvia felt that this day was definitely worth going down in history, at least in the Hogwarts saga, which the students passed by word of mouth. Although she was very lucky, she didn't pull her hips at all at critical moments.

I am so handsome today!

It all starts with Banban who ran out of the men's dormitory without realizing the crisis was coming.

"Fred, George." Sylvia snapped her fingers at the two boys when she saw Scabbers walking out of the common room door.

"Understood." Fred took out the Marauder's map, hooked his brother's shoulders and turned to another corridor.

Sylvia bit off a portion of the licorice wand in her hand and took the rest in her mouth. She put her hands in her pockets and followed Banban downstairs seemingly aimlessly.

The mouse seemed to be alert, and Sylvia regretted being so directed at him before. But it doesn't matter! Sylvia quickened her pace and followed Banban closely. I have already made the most adequate preparations, even if you run out of school, I can find a way to catch you! Sylvia couldn't help but started gearing up again.

"Sylvia? You..." Percy stared at the sight of Sylvia walking past him with a fierce look and the target she was chasing in front of her. Come, "Are you going to bully Banban again? Where did it get you?"

"Hi! Percy!" Sylvia winked at Percy, and before she could say anything, she saw Scabbers suddenly run away. Sylvia was ready long ago, she tied her hair and took a step forward, wishing she could just jump down the stairs.

Silvia and the two brothers agreed. In the end, she would choose to catch Scabbers in the auditorium, library, medical wing, atrium, and the entrance of Dumbledore's office to use the manifesting potion. And with their tacit understanding that has been three times troublesome for many years, the two of them can completely guess her destination based on the path of Sylvia's movement.

So only Fred and George can do this, and they have to do it.

"Tsk!" This **** mouse is running too fast. Sylvia touched the two bottles of potions in her pocket, and in order to prevent getting it wrong, she also marked the corks of the bottles. Sideways through a group of Slytherin students, she guards her pockets so that she doesn't fall short.

Draco saw Sylvia running in his direction on the way to the auditorium, he gave his two attendants a wink, and the three stood up to block the west. Sylvia's way. Before Draco could say anything, Sylvia pressed his shoulders and turned around abruptly, almost falling on Goyle.

"You! What the hell! Are you chasing a mouse?" Draco roared at Sylvia's back after standing up.

"Sorry! Baby Dragon! Have a nice day!" Sylvia turned around and waved her hand to continue chasing Banban.

"You **** freak!" Draco slashed his feet in exasperation.

"How are you!"

"Hi! Sylvia." Harry was patted on the shoulder by Sylvia passing by.

"Where are you going?" Ron immediately felt that things were not good when he met Sylvia who was in a hurry.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Hermione also looked at Sylvia and asked, "Is there anything you need help with?"

"I'm going to find Scabbers to test my shrinking potion." Sylvia jumped down the last three steps to block the way to the basement, Scabbers ran in the direction of the auditorium. .

It's done!

Sylvia ignored Ron's exclamation and aimed at Scabbers and smashed the Visibility Potion on the ground in front of him with precision. The potion exploded immediately. The fat mouse didn't have time to brake, and rushed straight into the potion, soaked all over, and twitched strangely.

Fred and George did not disappoint Sylvia, and Professor McGonagall arrived at the entrance of the auditorium on time. "What the **** are you doing? Miss Tonks." Professor McGonagall looked at Sylvia and the rat who was twitching violently in front of them and hurriedly pushed aside the crowd watching the excitement and walked into the auditorium.

"Ah! I took the wrong potion." Sylvia picked up the bottle of shrinking potion in her pocket with a regretful expression.

"What did you do to Banban..." Before Ron could finish his words, he was immediately too frightened to speak. Banban is no longer a fat stupid mouse, but a dirty and ugly fat man.

"This..." Professor McGonagall was a little surprised by the sight in front of her, but she quickly pulled out her wand and threw out a Quick Imprisonment and a Stunning Charm.

Fred and George came to Sylvia, and the three of them looked at each other with a frightened expression. No one can beat them when it comes to playing crazy and selling stupid.

"Mr. Filch, go and notify Professor Dumbledore and the other three deans, and ask them to come to the auditorium immediately." Professor McGonagall gave Filch a serious look behind him, The latter hurried out of the crowd and left the auditorium.

"What's going on?" Ron felt his world crumble, and Harry and Hermione looked in disbelief.

"He's a man?" Harry frowned. "He even slept in my bed!"

"He slept in my bed for almost half a year!" Ron grabbed his hair and showed a painful expression.

Calm down, Ron, if I hadn't come here, he would have been in your bed for three years. Sylvia thought, and by the way, expressed her sincerest concern to the cleanest and most tidy Percy, fortunately he was not here.

"Alright, alright. All spread out, don't watch. Students who don't leave will lose 10 points to his college! Everyone!" Professor McGonagall waved for the students to leave quickly Here, "Miss Tonks, I think you need to stay."

"We need it too!" Fred and George volunteered to raise their hands.

"You are all here waiting for Professor Dumbledore." Professor McGonagall looked at her three students sternly, "This is not a trivial matter, you must not cause trouble."

"Of course!" Fred and George exclaimed.

"Tell me, how did you bring Professor McGonagall here?" Sylvia asked in a low voice while Professor McGonagall focused her attention on Peter Pettigrew, who was unconscious on the ground, and expelling the students road.

"We told her that someone had defiled the castle with dung on the first floor." Fred said with a grin.

"Then just detonate our timed dung as you approach." George raised his eyebrows smugly, "We have already deployed in every stronghold you mentioned. "

"Then when Professor McGonagall approached, we shouted: It's just the two of us! I didn't expect it!" Fred's mouth was grinning to his temples.

"That's really unexpected." Sylvia smiled and poked Fred with her elbow, "Good job, boys."

Dumbledore quickly came to the auditorium, followed by the three deans, who surrounded Pettigrew in the middle, and seemed to be discussing something. Especially Snape, his expression looked a little excited, his sharp eyes swept over Sylvia, frowned and continued to say something. Sylvia pricked her ears and tried to listen to the professors' discussion, but there seemed to be only a humming sound.

After a few minutes, the professors seemed to have reached a consensus. Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout left the auditorium first, as if to maintain order. After all, there was a group of students talking outside the auditorium. They slammed the door one after another trying to get new first-hand information. Professor McGonagall cast a few spells on Pettigrew and floated him away through the professor's tunnel. Snape's cold eyes swept across the three of Sylvia again, and Sylvia tried her best to put on her most innocuous expression to look at him.

"I think Miss Tonks would like to talk to me alone." Dumbledore looked at Sylvia and gave a kind smile, "Severus, I think you will. Go and help Minerva first?"

"Perhaps she should first talk about why she carries a bottle of Visibility Potion with her?" Snape said slowly, "I never knew Miss Tonks' potion had arrived. such a high level.”

"The Visibility Potion was made by Wulflin." Sylvia took the shrinking potion in her hand calmly, "I made this shrinking potion. He is helping me with tuition. Potions homework."

"I never knew Mr. Waughlin was so kind." Snape twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing, turned and left the auditorium through the professor's passage.

"Who is Wulflin?" Fred asked Sylvia's ear.

"When did you have an ally that we didn't know about?" George frowned in dissatisfaction.

"I think you can explain it to your friend later, Miss Tonks?" said Dumbledore.

"Of course." Sylvia nodded obediently, gave Fred and George a late chatting look, and followed Dumbledore out of the auditorium.

"Miss Tonks always brings me a lot of surprises." Dumbledore motioned for Sylvia to sit down in the armchair, and he sat back on the table full of silverware. behind the desk, "I think you must have a lot to say to me?"

"The last time I was caught by Professor Snape was because I realized Scabbers was Peter Pettigrew." Sylvia put her hands on her knees obediently.

"How did you know it was Peter Pettigrew?" Dumbledore's eyes seemed to tell Sylvia not to hide anything from him.

"Can the professor promise me not to confiscate our treasure?" Sylvia blinked.

"Oh, I never confiscate students' belongings." Dumbledore pushed a plate of sweets in front of Sylvia and made a gesture of please.

"Professor, I have never kept a secret from you." Sylvia straightened up and sat upright facing Dumbledore, "Fred George and I accidentally got A map to track everyone at Hogwarts, and I happened to see Peter Pettigrew's name on it that day."

Perhaps Sylvia was too candid, Dumbledore smiled happily and stroked his long beard. The girl in front of her was really good at abacus, and she dared to hit him on the head. Will he confiscate that map? Dumbledore was pretty sure he wouldn't.

"Professor." Sylvia rarely showed such a serious look, "I told it all because I wanted to save Sirius, and when I saw that name, I knew he was wronged, He spent ten years in Azkaban for nothing. He was such a good man to be charged with betrayal of friends and those trumped-up charges for ten years... This, this is too..."

"Although he has an unreliable friend, he has a reliable niece." Dumbledore picked a lemon snowball from his candy tray and stuffed it into his mouth." You did a great job, Sylvia. Sirius would be proud of you."

Sirius would be proud of me.

Sylvia clenched the dagger in her pocket, unable to suppress her excitement. She finally did it. The first step in changing the fate of Sirius, he finally got his grievances.

Speaking of snow, the whole of Hogwarts has been covered in snow since November. Sylvia was shivering while wrapped in a robe every day, but she was in a very good mood. Fred was still worried that she would jump downstairs one day. It's very possible that she has jumped down several steps from the stairs several times, almost spraining her foot.

"Are you going to jump off the broom later?" Fred couldn't help but stretched out his hand and held the bouncing Sylvia again.

"I won't be on a broom later, Fred. Remember? I'm a backup!" Fred really had never seen anyone so happy about being a backup.

"Hi! Harry! I'm looking forward to your first fight!" Sylvia came to the long table and sat down, patting Harry's back very excitedly.

"Oh, hey, I hope you won't be disappointed." Harry gave a troubled smile.

"You must have breakfast, Harry." Hermione offered a very pertinent suggestion.

"I don't want to eat anything." Harry didn't appreciate it.

"Hermione is right, Harry." Sylvia slapped Harry on the back again, and Harry almost buried himself in the bread the boys had prepared for him on the table Duili, "Not active in eating, thinking problems, young people."

"Is that why you are getting fatter?" Sylvia stabbed him with the elbow as soon as Fred finished speaking.

"Look, we all say that." Hermione and Sylvia exchanged glances that the boys are all idiots, "Have some toast."

"Thanks, but I'm not hungry." Harry shook his head anyway. This little kid is really stubborn. In order for the future plot to be so smooth, Sylvia feels that she needs to help him change it.

"Listen, Harry." Sylvia brought him a porridge. "Oliver Wood used to be too nervous to play without breakfast."

"It turned out that he mistook the Bludger for a Quaffle." Fred laughed, taking Sylvia's words.

"So he lay down in the medical wing smoothly." George laughed wildly, and gave Fred a high-five.

"We suspected that this was his plan for a while." Sylvia took Fred's shoulder and nodded.

"Because of this!"

"He won't have to go to class!"

"Two full weeks!"

"A full half a month!"

Fred and George cheered and gave Sylvia a high five.

It was such a joy to play a trio with the twins.

"What are you talking to my Seeker?" Oliver appeared behind his young players, frowning.

"Nothing!" The three troublemakers turned their heads back in tacit understanding, showing identical smiles.

Sylvia is enjoying being a substitute. The position and perspective of the substitutes are particularly good, and watching the game with their brooms is very safe, just like watching a movie and always holding some popcorn.

When fifteen broomsticks rose into the air, a loud cheer erupted from the stands, indicating that the game had begun.

"The Quaffle was instantly snatched by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor! What a Chaser and what a charming girl she is!"

"Jordan!"

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall."

Sylvia looked at the position of the commentary and laughed: "Wow! That's right! Brother Li!" She shouted loudly, and Li turned her head and shot her in the air a palm.

Fred's red hair suddenly appeared in front of Sylvia, who was flying a Bludger with a difficult backhand. He turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Sylvia as if he was showing off something. At the beginning of the game, he hit a beautiful blow, but Sylvia actually paid attention to Li's explanation.

"Hit the Bludger on Flint's head! Fred!" Sylvia shouted with her hands to her mouth. Fred apparently picked up the signal and rushed out like a shooting star across the sky. After Sylvia saw Angelina score, Fred rushed to Harry's side and slammed the Bludger into Flint's side.

As Sylvia remembered, after a slightly anxious game, the Golden Snitch appeared.

Okay, so next—

Sylvia looked at Quirrell in the stands, and it seemed that he was going to start doing something.

I went to clean up Banban before and forgot to trouble our mysterious person. Sylvia felt she had to start doing something.

Sylvia returned to the court. Sure enough, Harry's broom shook unexpectedly. Apparently, the young Seeker lost control of his broom, and his broom began to writhe wildly, as if to throw its owner off. In exclamations, Nimbus 2000 did indeed do it. Harry was now holding the broom handle in one hand, dangling in the air in a very terrifying position.

Next, Hermione. Sylvia began to look forward to the appearance of this little angel, and her seat was the most convenient way to the teachers' stand. And Hermione passed Sylvia's seat as Fred and George rushed towards Harry.

"Hermione? Where are you going?" Sylvia grabbed the hurried girl.

"Snape! It's him!" Hermione said impatiently, speaking almost twice as fast as usual, "I have to stop him!"

"Are you really okay to leave? I mean you're a substitute, right? This isn't AWOL?" Hermione looked up at Sylvia's bright eyes. She had heard Ron mention that this senior was simply a replica of Fred and George, and more than that.

"I'm a player who believes in me." Sylvia clenched her fist with one hand and smashed her heart.

Hermione is obviously a bit rash, otherwise, how could she bump into such an "innocent" Professor Quirrell? Thinking of this, Sylvia couldn't help but gave a cheap laugh, and apologized innocently to Quirrell. But when Hermione was lighting Snape's robes, Sylvia turned her wand away and quietly let Quirrell's robes be lit too.

"You ordered Professor Quirrell's robe?" Hermione said incredulously as she evacuated, staring at the farce of the teachers' stand.

"There will always be times when you miss." Sylvia showed a naive smile, and even scratched the back of her head honestly.

"Look! Harry!" Hermione stood in the open space between the two stands and pointed at Harry, who was recovering in the air, "He's... diving?"

Sylvia also saw that Harry was diving towards the ground at high speed. Then he saw him covering his mouth with his hand, as if he was about to vomit. Sylvia was happy to wrap her arms around Hermione's shoulders in relief at this time, and the girl wrapped her arms around her nervously at the same time. Unsurprisingly, Harry landed on the ground in an unsightly position, and after a cough, a touch of gold fell into his palm.

"I got the Snitch!" Harry exclaimed excitedly and swung the ball high above his head.

Hermione screamed and hugged Sylvia, almost having to say "Awesome" a hundred times before giving up. Sylvia cheered, too, and Fred and George hovered in the air, hitting their bats hard.

"Sylvia! You left the bench again during the game!" Oliver quickly spotted Sylvia cheering in the clearing, but he seemed to be mad with joy, "Oh! But What does it matter?"

"The most important thing is to be happy! Oliver!" Sylvia laughed, her mood couldn't be better.

Especially seeing Quirrell tried several spells to put out that annoying flame.

My spell is not that simple.

Sylvia smiled proudly. She was also Professor Flitwick's best student. Besides, she seems to have some talent in fire magic.

The author has something to say:

Another hundred million times! happy New Year!

When I kept the draft box, I found that the text on the first day of the new year was even more successful to capture Banban! It's so heartwarming hahahahaha! Friends, let's raise a glass together!

I saw a comment before asking why I didn't show the map directly to Lao Deng. I will reiterate my thoughts here. First of all, as the headmaster of Old Deng, the media of the Ministry of Magic and the Daily Prophet will definitely pay attention to the ins and outs of this matter. After all, it was a big unjust case, why did Lao Deng only find out this year? If he had a way, he would have found out early in Percy's enrollment. If he has the ability, why delay the time to solve it? And if the Marauder's map is exposed and the school doesn't confiscate it, the Ministry of Magic will also intervene. How can the wisdom of our Gryffindor f4 fall into the hands of others? no! So I think it might be better for this to be a lame accident. Searle had been at Hogwarts for two years, and he was still a little freak, so the Ministry of Magic wouldn't come to embarrass a child. (And she's acting like a fool

Of course, I would like to reiterate that Rowling is really excellent. If I want to make some changes on the main line, I have to organize the logic for a long time. I have to say, the original one is really wonderful. And I try to make it all make sense hahaha. I will also work hard in foreshadowing and logic!