HP Dear Miss Freak

"It is much harder to be a good person than to be a bad person."

Sylvia remembered the look Professor Dumbledore looked at her long after. She couldn't tell what that was, relief? understand? disappointment? encourage? But she remembered that it was the first time Dumbledore had not smiled since she had entered the Headmaster's office.

However, Lucius' eyes were easy to understand, and the gray eyes were filled with pride and hatred.

"Professor Dumbledore." Sylvia took a deep breath and smiled, "Professor McGonagall said you were looking for me?"

"Yes." Dumbledore said calmly, "I think Mr. Malfoy needs your own explanation of some things that happened this morning."

"Do you have anything to say about your bullying my son?" Lucius said viciously, holding his scepter in both hands.

"I did punch Draco Malfoy." Sylvia calmly looked at the doting father, "You didn't teach him what not to say, he It should be learned in other ways."

"Is this your attitude?" Lucius immediately turned to look at Dumbledore, "I think you should give me an explanation? How will Mr. Headmaster handle this? If I don't Wouldn't a visit in person mean Draco's going to swallow it up at school? You…"

"That's what I'm here to explain to you, Mr. Malfoy." Sylvia was very dissatisfied with his attitude towards Dumbledore, "This has nothing to do with Professor Dumbledore."

"Sylvia, it's rude to interrupt others." Professor McGonagall reminded. As the head of Gryffindor, she has been frowning tightly since just now.

"How touching." Lucius pretended to be emotional, "I think you do have a way to make students loyal to you, Dumbledore."

"But you don't have that ability." Sylvia blurted out her thoughts again before Dumbledore spoke, "Loyalty is a good quality, and I hope you have it too."

The irony of this sentence is quite right.

"Sylvia, wait a minute." Dumbledore gestured for her to stop talking, "I've expressed my thoughts before, Mr. Malfoy. I want to know what you want the school How to deal with this. Draco is recovering well in the medical wing, and I think we can fix it as soon as possible and let you see him too."

"How to deal with it?" Lucius sneered, "This murderer has no apology, no repentance, you ask me how to deal with it? Until now, I can't even hear an apology. How can you let such a dangerous student in school?"

"The murderer?" Professor McGonagall said in disbelief. "You call her a murderer?"

"My son is seriously injured and will probably be sent to St. Mungo's, which may affect his studies." Lucius said in a shocking voice.

"I should have wondered who he learned those ridiculous rhetoric from." Sylvia couldn't help but think of Draco's words in the Buckbeak incident that will happen a year later sneered.

"What did you say?" Lucius stared at the daring girl.

"The matter is clear. I apologize if Draco apologizes." Sylvia stated her position.

"You said Draco apologized?" Lucius stared at Sylvia.

"Shouldn't he apologize?" Sylvia pointed at him, "Although what he did was taught by your father, what you don't have Quality he can have, Mr. Malfoy."

"I'll take care of this, Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore interrupted the two men, pressing his hands down in a soothing gesture, "I think I'll give it to you. An explanation."

"If the result is unsatisfactory, I will use my own means to seek justice for my son." Lucius glared at Sylvia, turned and left the principal's office.

"Minerva, let me and Sylvia have a chat alone." After Dumbledore nodded, Professor McGonagall left first. Dumbledore looked back at Sylvia and motioned her to sit down on the sofa: "So, do you have anything to explain to me? Sylvia."

"I'm impulsive again, Professor." Sylvia didn't sit down. "Is he all right now? Mr. Victim."

"I dare say he will be fully recovered in a day's rest." Dumbledore finally smiled kindly, and he did not sit down.

"I'm sorry," Sylvia whispered, trying to understand the subtle changes in Dumbledore's expression.

"Oh? Don't you mean that Draco has to apologize before you're willing to apologize?" Dumbledore looked at her with interest.

"I mean, I'm sorry to cause you trouble." Sylvia's tone was very sincere.

"In your opinion, it is out of friendship that you stand up for your good friend. In the eyes of the students, seeing you stand up for a Muggle-born wizard is quite a sight. You know that in me It seems, how are you doing?" He stroked his long beard.

Sylvia shook her head cautiously.

"Dare to love, dare to hate, Sylvia, I appreciate that." Dumbledore smiled knowingly, "Many professors mentioned Miss Tonks to me. Naughty and naughty, restless and indecent. But when it comes to key issues, you appear more mature than your peers. You don't need me to tell you a lot of things, you must understand."

"Whether the decision I make this time is mature enough, I have to take responsibility for it." Sylvia nodded, "I was just too... Want Draco to make a The change is really too urgent.”

"You want to change him?" Dumbledore seemed to have heard something interesting.

"A child who grew up under the influence of blood theory, no one will tell him how to respect everyone." Sylvia nodded earnestly, "Actually, I also feel that using extreme It's inappropriate to accuse him of using the means, but since someone wants to wake him up, let me be the bad guy."

"As I said, I never have to worry, you can always reflect well." Dumbledore patted her on the shoulder, "Anyway, this is for you It was a good lesson to say.”

This is a really good lesson. People are lazy, and they always have to encounter some **** called hardships in order to motivate themselves to grow up.

Lucius fulfilled his promise by taking measures. Although Sylvia knew that no matter how Dumbledore dealt with this matter, Mr. Malfoy could not be satisfied. Besides, old and new hatred is counted together, and the cynical Sylvia has provoked Malfoy, who will be vengeful.

"I think you should look at this." Hermione looked embarrassed early in the morning and handed Sylvia a copy of the Daily Prophet.

"It's really concise." Sylvia looked at the extremely eye-catching headline: Hogwarts Student Magic Riot Attack.

"It's all bullshit, don't read it." Fred came to the long table and grabbed the newspaper with the headlines and rolled it into a ball.

"It's all slander!" George's fist slammed **** the table.

"Show me, Fred." Sylvia took back the crumpled paper and reopened, "Yo, it's from Rita Skeeter, yin and yang Her level is first-class, and I have to learn from her."

"You better not read it." Angelina took the newspaper and hid it behind her back.

"You two rarely have a united front?" Sylvia looked at Fred and then at Angelina and laughed, "The title is written like that and it could be worse. situation?"

"Oh—" Hermione was about to open her mouth when Angelina closed her mouth with a look, "But it's already like this, we have to face it."

"Eat breakfast! Our first class is potions class, you don't want to be deducted by Snape for such a low-level mistake of being late?" Fred frantically went to Sylvia's Add buns to the plate.

Sylvia was about to say something when a donut blocked her mouth. She still wanted to get the newspaper, but there was nothing scarier than facing Potions class, so hurry up and go to class after breakfast.

"Oh! Sylvia! I hope you're all right!" As soon as Rebecca saw Sylvia in the potions class, she pulled Cedric and sat down.

"If my cauldron is no accident later I think I'm fine." Sylvia laughed.

"Didn't you read the Daily Prophet?" Cedric frowned. "You probably really..."

"No way." Fred interrupted him immediately.

"The newspapers are full of lies, and everyone in the school knows the truth, including Dumbledore." George answered immediately.

"What could it be?" Sylvia just looked at Cedric when Snape hit her head with a textbook.

"I don't think you need to be so excited to be happy." Snape sneered, "Enjoy your last Potions class."

Sylvia seems to understand.

"What did the newspaper write, who will tell me?" Sylvia stopped her usual hippie smile after class and leaned in the corridor to look at the twins.

"Even if you don't tell me, the news about me is already a fact, just like I've beaten that young master, it can't be changed." Sylvia Looking at the two brothers who didn't speak, the expressions on their faces were better to describe them as indignant and silent than to stop talking.

"I guess, the pressure of public opinion asked me to drop out?" Sylvia understood the expressions of the two of them, and she was right.

"Ginny saw the newspaper early in the morning, you don't know how sad she was when she saw the news." Fred pursed his lips.

"She's already like this, I don't want to see you look like she's lost her soul." George showed an embarrassed smile.

"She did that because..." Sylvia suddenly froze. Ginny almost forgot about it because of the diary, so many things had happened since school started. Lucius' purpose was never so superficial, and this newspaper was also a big help in his overthrow of Dumbledore.

"Look who this is?"

A group of Slytherins stopped on their way back to the lounge, and Flint, who was the leader, showed a schadenfreude smile.

"Go away, Flint." Fred clenched his fists and stared at the man even bigger than him.

"Shut your mouth or you won't know what you're going through." George had put his hands in his pockets, ready to pull out dangerous tricks.

"Take a good look at whose territory this is." Flint snorted coldly, "Go back to your lion's den. Oh, I almost forgot, someone can't go back. ."

"Shut up or I won't let you go back!" Fred was about to rush up and grab his collar when a golden head caught his attention.

"Fred." Sylvia noticed Fred's movement and hugged him sideways, preventing him from rushing towards Draco.

"You **** bastard! I have to blow your head today!" Fred stared at the young master who shrank back in fright. He wished he had a bat right now, so he could beat that little **** out of his breath. But his hand was in Sylvia's now, and he knew she was doing everything in her power to stop him from doing so.

"What? Do you want to drop out too?" Flint grinned, walking towards Draco and his friends.

"No one will drop out! Shut your mouth!" George yelled at the group of Slytherins.

"I don't care if TM quits school or not! I'll beat you all home today to find your mother! You shameless bastards!" Fred shouted at the top of his voice, he felt The strength of getting Sylvia to pull him increased.

"There's no need to reason with them, Fred." Sylvia whispered, watching Fred shaking her head.

"It's really like the same thing." A poodle-like girl laughed sharply, "It's a shame that the freak's friend wants to use Muggle violence to solve the problem. I It's a sight to behold, Traitor Weasley."

"You should be glad that I've never been more tolerant to girls, otherwise the next person to trouble me is your father, Parkinson." Sylvia immediately stared at her, "Don't let me I hear you say anything bad about my friends again."

"I really can't remember the lesson." Pansy Parkinson immediately raised his eyes and said sharply.

"After many years, you will know that it is you who is ridiculous." Sylvia also had absolutely no good impression of this girl.

"Professor McGonagall." George reminded in a low voice, Fred and Sylvia looked at the oncoming Dean at the same time.

"Sylvia, come to Professor Dumbledore's office with me." Professor McGonagall didn't seem to be in a good mood. "You'd better come with me, Mr. Malfoy."

Sylvia patted her two good friends on the shoulders and followed Professor McGonagall out of the dark basement floor. It was only then that she realized that Draco didn't say a word from beginning to end, and kept his face as cold as he was now.

Seeing that Narcissa also appeared in the office this time, Sylvia knew that the platinum couple was going to discuss it right away. Draco quickly walked up to his parents. Just like last time, Sylvia faced Lucius, and Dumbledore on one side formed a triangle.

It's not a good thing when this stable structure appears.

"Mr. Malfoy, Mrs. Malfoy, good day." Sylvia took a deep breath and still expressed the most basic courtesy.

"Huh." Lucius sneered, while Narcissa put her arms around her son with a cold face.

"The bell has to be tied, Sylvia." Dumbledore looked at Sylvia and smiled slightly, "So I think I need to call both of you, I'm sure Owl will soon be able to bring news to your parents too."

"I've already expressed my opinion, so what does Mr. Malfoy think?" Sylvia looked at Draco, who was a little stunned, the name came from Sylvia's mouth It's quite unusual to say.

a little."

“If he apologizes, I will apologize.” Sylvia clenched her fists tightly with her hands in her pockets, “Your frivolous means can’t threaten everyone, Malfoy.”

"I can't possibly apologize to that mud...that hemp!" Draco's voice was shaking, but Sylvia didn't understand why he looked so complicated.

"You actually want a pure-blood wizard to apologize to a hemp?" Lucius threatened with a grin, "Draco was embarrassed in front of the whole school because of a hemp!"

"I thought you weren't worried about that." Sylvia laughed, "How funny."

"What did you say?"

"I said you were so funny." Sylvia approached him step by step until she stood in front of him, "He has such a stupid three views because of your ridiculous dad!"

"Dare you..."

"Do you think your trick is quite beautiful?" Sylvia laughed fiercely, "Even your own son can be used as a bargaining chip to achieve your goal."

"How dare you say that!" Narcissa seemed to be finally unable to bear it.

"Draco Malfoy is your son! And a normal sophomore! How bad is it for him to be punched by a girl who is not as strong as himself? You Don't you know?" Sylvia was rather calm now, "But do you know how thin your son is? You actually accepted an interview with Rita Skeeter! Let the whole magical world be Look at his jokes!"

Although you can fight Arthur directly in Lichen Bookstore, it seems that nothing is impossible.

"It seems that you really didn't expect this." Sylvia smiled at the stunned platinum couple, "You owe those An apology to the people who were despised by you and exploited by you."

"Professor Dumbledore, I don't think there is any need to continue talking to such a hopeless student." Lucius suddenly looked at Dumbledore, his vicious eyes seemed to be It's like pulling out a wand and fighting.

"I think..." Just as Dumbledore was about to speak, the door to the office was opened again.

"Mom?" Sylvia looked at Andromeda who came alone and felt uneasy, "Why are you here alone?"

"Just in time, Mrs. Tonks, look at your wonderful daughter." Lucius walked straight to Andromeda.

"My daughter will educate myself, Mr. Malfoy." Andromeda rarely showed a cold expression, but his tone soon softened, "Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry West You've caused such a big trouble for the school."

"I think we'll take care of this." Dumbledore nodded kindly.

"Mom..." Sylvia was about to open her mouth when she was frightened by Andromeda's stern gaze.

"You hit someone?" Andromeda faced his daughter.

"Hit." Sylvia bowed her head in front of her mother.

"Apologize," Andromeda said in an unquestioning tone.

"Yes he should..."

"He is him, you are you, how did I educate you?"

“…”

Saying "I don't apologize" instantly became a lot harder. Sylvia tightly held the silver dagger in her pocket and pursed her lips.

"Why don't you see Mr. Tonks?" Lucius sneered as if remembering something.

, so when I am here, I will definitely give you a reasonable explanation."

"Work? Are you sure it's not trouble?" Lucius seemed to have finally succeeded.

Sylvia understood immediately.

He also found trouble for his father, and maybe even trouble for Dora, who finally became a preparatory Auror as she wished.

"Despicable." Sylvia whispered. But everyone's eyes were on Lucius and Andromeda who were arguing, only Draco pursed his lips slightly.

"Sylvia." Andromeda looked at her daughter, "Tell Professor Dumbledore that you are willing to accept the punishment, and hope he will excuse you and let you continue your studies at school, tell Mal Fu Family, your apologies."

"I don't think your daughter can continue to study at Hogwarts." Lucius said briskly, "A student who is violently violent is a considerable hidden danger to other students. "

"I said I will give you a reasonable explanation, but you can't slander my daughter!" Andromeda was almost unable to control her emotions, Sylvia felt her mother's hand Squeezing his shoulders achingly, "Professor, Searle has not shown signs of magical violence since he was eight years old!"

"Of course of course." Dumbledore hurriedly said, "It was definitely not a magical riot, was it? Draco?" Father gave him a stern glance. "Looks like this has been clarified, Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore nodded in relief.

"Sylvia Tonks has been emotionally unstable since she was a child, and the magic power often riots, the frequency is high and low, sometimes a week, sometimes a year or two, the intensity of the outbreak also varies It's different. I remember when it caused the big trouble, the guys at the Ministry of Magic worked a lot of overtime." Lucius became mean at this time, and his chin lifted, "We can't rule out that the Tonks and his wife were trying to make the child happy. The opportunity to learn hides the truth. After all, no school wants to accept a freak!"

"Don't talk about my daughter!"

Sylvia looked at Andromeda's wide-eyed anger, and suddenly let go of the dagger in her pocket and her fist in frustration. She reached out and held Andromeda's hand on her shoulder, and when she met her mother's anxious gaze, she showed a shallow smile.

"I'm so sorry for what I've done. Although I still think what you said was rather uneducated, I shouldn't have used violence to resolve this, and hurt you , this is my fault." Sylvia stepped forward to look at Draco and said seriously, "I am willing to do a profound review and apologize to you. If necessary, I can do it in front of all the teachers and students of the school. Make a deep apology in the face. You can hit back that fist at any time. I owe you face, and I will pay it back."

"Then?" Lucius narrowed his eyes, as if looking forward to the following.

"I accept any punishment from Professor Dumbledore." Sylvia looked straight at Lucius.

"Then." Dumbledore walked between the two families, "Sylvia will deduct fifty points from her college, and she will receive labor services for the next semester. When a professor needs help, you have to do your best to help. No reason can be an excuse.”

"As for dropping out." He looked at Lucius, "As I told you at the beginning, Mr. Malfoy, I'm not expelling Sylvia. I think You don't want the popularity of the newspapers to continue, do you?"

Sylvia was still in a trance when she walked out of the principal's office. She saw Fred and George pacing back and forth not far away, and they both breathed a sigh of relief when they heard she said they would not be expelled.

"The two of them have been waiting at the door for a long time." Andromeda took Sylvia aside and whispered, "It was they who told me you didn't have a magical riot. To be honest, what worries me most is that this."

"I'm sorry, Mom." Sylvia hugged her mother. "How's Daddy and Dora doing? Is the Ministry embarrassing them?"

"You don't need to worry about that. Read more books when you have time and make less noise, okay?" Andromeda left after her daughter's repeated promises.

"Why don't you look happy at all?"

"Dumbledore punished you? It's okay, we can help you with anything." Fred and George waited until the mother and daughter finished chatting and immediately gathered around.

"Nothing, let's go back." Sylvia said but stopped because Draco suddenly blocked the road.

"You dare to come before us?"

"Get out of the way, Malfoy." Fred and George immediately geared up.

"I don't want your in-depth review." Draco ignored the two tall boys and looked straight at Sylvia.

"Okay, tell me, how can you turn this matter over?" Sylvia didn't bother him. But both twins looked at her in astonishment, they didn't know what made her suddenly bow her head.

"In that case, we're both clear, Malfoy." Sylvia nodded and walked around him.

"Malfoy? You know my name is Malfoy?" Draco sounded like he was making a good joke, but he seemed to know what the change of name meant.

"It doesn't matter what it's called, we won't meet again anyway." Sylvia didn't look back.

"Don't show up? You thought I'd let you go? Hey! I mean! I didn't know my dad did this! I just wanted you to suffer! I didn't want you to drop out of school I didn't know he would embarrass your family!" Draco shouted at the backs of the three little lions as if he mustered up his courage. He couldn't tell how he felt, but he knew he didn't want Sylvia to hate him.

"What did you say?" Fred and George looked back at him immediately.

"You're right, I really can't provoke you Malfoy." Sylvia turned around and pulled out a smile, "Goodbye."

The author has something to say:

To be honest, when I got to such an anxious part, I started to worry that I could not grasp the characters well. The plot will be influenced by my subjective factors. So you are welcome to talk to me if you have any ideas.

I think Lu Daddy is very good at some aspects. Taking the opportunity to suppress Dumbledore and the management of Hogwarts would be worth it, right? Because of his penny-pinching and ambition, he ignored Draco's mood a little. But, in fact, he rarely pays attention to what a child wants? I know the Malfoys both love Draco. But sacrificing one's emotions before the interests of the Malfoy family is a common thing in their family, right? As a mother, Sissy will pay more attention to her son's growth. Lucius, it's hard to say. And Draco, I think part of the reason for his arrogance and arrogance is also to make everyone pay more attention to him, so is it also caused by the influence of his parents? Are they less concerned with Xiaolong's mood as a child and more concerned with his achievements.

I think Draco is still very proud, he won't think Cyr hates him after being fettered for so long. First of all, although Searle is annoying, he should feel that Searle has always been kind to him. Then again, in the confrontation between Gryffindor and Slytherin, Brother Drag did not admit that he was wrong in saying that, and Searle hit him, so he wanted revenge. But in the end, he made Searle bow his head by threatening, which was impossible for him to win. He wants to get a taste of winning, and I think that's what this young master really wants.

Speaking of this, I have an idea. About the fact that some pureblood wizards are called Mudbloods. Just like our parents taught us when we were kids, who is that who is who is who. The same is true in the wizarding world. Come to think of it, when Della Science was talking, his parents said that those who couldn't magic were called Mudbloods, and they couldn't even explain it. right? He was even exposed to this faux pas in the first place. Compared with the Muggle and the Muggle, the first thing he learned was the Mudblood. Just imagine, the conversations between the Malfoys at home are all about mudbloods and pure-blood traitors. Of course he accepted this statement as a matter of course. Had I been raised this way, I wouldn't even have thought that Mudblood was an insult. I would even think, isn't this kind of person called Mudblood?

Because no one told Draco what he should do, how he should respect others, how to love others. That's why I shed so many tears for this character and why I love this character so much in a gray area.

Well, then I was very indifferent to Pansy, just like Margaret, I felt that both the original and the movie were quite flat characters.

Oh, by the way, in addition to the plot of dragging brother, Fred and Huoge's attitude towards this matter is also my focus.

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