HP Dear Miss Freak

"For the first time, I realized that everything was pulled away, only the helplessness and sadness of fear, because I thought I was leaving the world with you."

Myrtle's bathroom is next door to the scene of the first attack, and the girls never go there to use the toilet. Sylvia couldn't find a suitable opportunity to sneak in, let alone the boys. But she doesn't need to intervene at all, she just needs to wait for the news of Gryffindor's extra points.

"The exam is on June 1st, do you know what it means?" Fred looked at Sylvia in a good mood while enjoying breakfast.

"Means we have an extra month of vacation!" George almost cheered.

"Why didn't I think of it?" Sylvia smiled happily. Even though she knew there was going to be a change soon, she couldn't bear to spoil their interest.

"So have you decided where to take us this year?" Fred asked expectantly.

"To be honest, I regret that I promised to surprise you every year." Sylvia found that it was not easy to find something interesting to them.

"You'd better figure it out sooner, I'll have my surprise when I'm on vacation." Fred made a threatening look. But he saw a nasty Ravenclaw walking towards their long table, and his menacing gaze shifted in an instant.

"Go to Mrs. Pince's labor service after breakfast, Miss Tonks." Hoddle came to Sylvia, as if he didn't see Fred's unwelcome gaze .

"Why is it up to you? Has Percy finally been fired for being too annoying?" Fred frowned.

"Then you're at risk too, Waughlin." Although George wanted to be a bystander, he still chose to help his brother.

"Because I just came out of the library." Hoddle gave a polite smile.

"My hard days are finally over." Sylvia quickly finished the mashed potatoes on the plate.

"Our stuff has arrived." Hoddle smiled and pulled a corner of the envelope from his pocket, "Just in time we have a summer vacation to study them."

"That's great! A whole summer vacation!" Sylvia was excited, "We can go to Sirius." Hoddle nodded with a smile, turned and left.

"A whole summer vacation?" Fred narrowed his eyes, "Would you like to share some of your time with your best friend?" He deliberately emphasized "best" .

"It's too much to care less about friends, buddy." George was also not happy, "We always thought Sirius was cool, but you never invited us to Sirius."

"What are you talking about?" Sylvia drank the milk in the glass and looked at them both with a look of nonsense you were talking about, "You can come anytime if you want. , Isn't this something that can be resolved by writing a letter between us? You can come directly without saying hello in advance. "

"Your stuff? What's that stuff?" Fred clicked his tongue, "Do you two have something shady to hide?"

"The book." Sylvia didn't feel like she had to hide it from them. Of course, it seemed that neither of them believed it at all.

"You're going to tell me that you and Waughlin went to Sirius to read books during the summer vacation?" Fred stared, "Even Ron wouldn't believe such nonsense."

"Reading in summer? Are you crazy? Is it so boring to be with Wafflenn all day?" George frowned.

"Otherwise what do you think?" Sylvia wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and ended her breakfast, "Are we raising a dragon or smuggling prohibited items?"

"This sounds like something we're doing with us." Fred folded his arms and faced her. "Anyway, you can come to us, not the idiot."

"I need his help." Sylvia looked at him, "What do you two want to help me with academically?"

"So do you like to study or do you like Waughlin?" George had an expression that was not a good answer no matter which side he chose.

"We are doing academic research, we are doing business!" Sylvia also stared.

"Business? Yes, it's not business with us." Fred rolled his eyes, "You'd better go about your business. Don't come to me! Don't write to me. A letter!"

"Believe it or not." Sylvia couldn't stand Fred's recent behavior, so she turned around and left.

In this tense atmosphere, fewer people came to the library. And Mrs. Pince seemed to think this was a good opportunity to reorganize her collection, which kept Sylvia busy for a long time. It is rare that there are no classes on this day, but it is actually filled with labor services.

But thanks to so many labor services, Sylvia became the freest student in the school. After all, no professor has time to **** her back and forth on campus alone. She even thought it was a privilege Dumbledore had given her.

But walking alone in an empty campus is a little scary, especially when the footsteps behind you suddenly sound too scary.

Wait? Why are there separate footsteps?

When Sylvia turned her head, Ginny was standing behind her, with a fake smile on her face that made her look like a dangerous puppet.

It's not Ginny, it's Tom Riddle.

"Ciel?" The smile on Ginny's face was a little too bright, "Come with me."

Sylvia hesitated, but followed her footsteps. But she quietly drew her wand and hid it in her sleeve.

This is completely different from the plot she knows.

"Why did you take out the wand?" Ginny suddenly stopped and looked back at her, and Sylvia took a step back subconsciously.

"You're not Ginny." Sylvia simply mustered up her courage, raised her wand and pointed at the girl in front of her.

"Very keen, you are indeed better than the students of the same age." The girl laughed with interest, "Why am I not Ginny?"

"Ginny will definitely take my arm and walk with me." Sylvia took a deep breath, pretending to be relaxed.

"Then who do you think I am?" Ginny stepped forward, but Sylvia didn't step back, which seemed to make the other party feel better.

"Tom Riddle." Sylvia pointed her wand at the journal in Ginny's arms.

"Interesting, you know me? It seems that I decided to meet you right." The little witch laughed wickedly, "Long time, Miss Sylvia Tonks."

"You know me?" Sylvia felt quite bad.

"A little girl's heart is very fragile, I want to win her trust and make it easy for her to open the secret room for my use. She has an annoying brother and a love that I can't get, I can do it all Considerately untie her knot. Guess what is my biggest obstacle?" Ginny's eyes seemed to flash a dangerous red light, "It's you, a little Ginny's most trusted sister. She always It's a lot firmer when it comes to you. It's troublesome."

"So you want to kill me yourself?" Sylvia clenched her wand tightly, and the irregular part of the wand made her palm hurt.

"I'm really interested in you." Ginny's innocent smile was full of danger, "I want to end you? Where do I start?"

"Generally speaking, if you can reveal the plan in its entirety, the listener will probably be silenced." Sylvia knew that the villain died of a lot of words, but not necessarily at this time.

"Yes, I really like talking to smart people." Ginny said, and took another step forward, "I heard this little girl mention that you fought against Malfoy in order to protect the Mudblood. Great story. How to say it? Interesting, I find it interesting. Guess what? I happen to like a foolish loyalist like you, and you should find a better allegiance. It's a shame to choose to be on the side of the Mudblood Stupid."

"I don't need you to teach me a lesson." Sylvia snorted.

"If fifty years ago, you might have been my right-hand man." She looked full of emotion, "What my loyalists lack is your decisiveness and courage ..." She suddenly avoided Sylvia's Flying Curse aimed at the diary, and her eyes immediately became fierce: "I said - it's really courage - Ke Jia."

"Hiss!" Sylvia was disarmed the moment Ginny waved her wand. But instead of the disarming spell, a green light cut through Sylvia's right hand, and the wand came out of her hand directly because of the pain. But she dodged before being struck by the next curse, grabbing her wand and blocking the blow with the Armor Charm.

"Good girl, the Black family really has no shortage of talented wizards." Ginny's eyes flashed a little surprise, "Little Ginny said that you are the best little witch she has ever seen, I I think you succeeded in getting me to admit it."

"Why are you hesitating?" The little girl tilted her head when she saw Sylvia's unmoving appearance, "Didn't your good professors teach you to fight back?"

"Oh—" There seemed to be some dissatisfaction in her eyes, "You dare not hurt our little Ginny, this is not good. If you can destroy me, what is the death of a little witch?"

"What is it?" Sylvia spat, "Only if you feel life is like a must, that's my friend. Do you know what a friend is?"

"Friend? This is your weakness." Ginny laughed, "You're still too young and childish. How stupid to put the interests of unimportant people before your own? That It will be your biggest failure, young man. But I believe that if I teach you, you will be the best witch you can be."

"Then your professor taught you how to escape?" Ginny threw out a few more curses, one faster and one more dangerous. Sylvia's ever-strengthening armor spell couldn't resist such a high-frequency attack after all, and collapsed on the spot.

This is just a weak soul. Sylvia spat hard in her heart and licked her back molars. She was still a long way off.

"You should choose a correct path, a successful path." Ginny approached step by step, Sylvia could only retreat while resisting the spell. And Ginny, or rather Tom, who had taken over her body, seemed to enjoy the process, and kept throwing spells that didn't hurt. "I firmly believe that I will one day accomplish the noble cause of Salazar Slytherin, and that is the truly great cause. I will accomplish a legend in the wizarding world and be celebrated by the world." She pressed step by step, but her tone was very Lightly, "And you, defending the mudbloods is the greatest blasphemy against your abilities."

"A noble cause? A legend in the wizarding world? You speak great but use inferior means. This irony is really like a bad joke." Sylvia also laughed, Her back is very straight, and there is no cowardice at all. "You are decisive in killing, but you are most afraid of your life and most afraid of death. It's ridiculous."

"Going out!"

Sylvia only felt a heart-wrenching feeling tingling her body through the blood. She just fell to the ground, trying her best to stay awake to get oxygen.

She knew she seemed impulsive, and Riddle noticed that the girl had guessed or knew more than he thought.

"You idiot." Ginny squatted down in front of her, "It is indeed a hidden danger that cannot be left behind." Another green light threw out, as if planning to cut off Sylvia her right arm, but Ginny's magic could only make a **** slit in the girl's arm. Or maybe Ginny herself was fighting back against control. She wasn't annoyed either, she just threw a few more hits and hit the stupid lion who was trying to resist the Unforgivable Curse.

The endless pain was not the most desperate thing for Sylvia. It was only then that she discovered that the biggest torture of the Crucifixion Curse was at the spiritual level, and it kept making you think that it might be better to die.

"Let me tell you." Ginny sneered, "On the wrong side, no matter how smart you are, this is the end."

Sylvia was completely exhausted, but her right hand was still on the wand. In the opponent's broken thoughts, the Crucifixion Charm finally slowly receded. She seized the moment and grabbed the wand suddenly and threw a Blasting Charm in front of her.

Anyone, come on—help me.

I don't want to die.

I don't want to leave here.

This is the first time Sylvia has faced life and death, and the first time she has felt so scared. She could feel Ginny's movements, and it looked like she left in a hurry after leaving the blood book. The brain is dizzy, and it is hypoxia caused by excessive blood loss. She didn't want to die of shock, not at all.

I just had a bad day with Fred this morning, how could I be dead now?

Sylvia finally felt that she sighed slightly, vaguely heard the scream of Professor McGonagall, and then fell into the endless darkness.

"All prefects lead all students back to their respective college dorms immediately. All teachers return to staff offices. Please act now." Professor McGonagall cast a loud-sounding spell. reverberated in. She summoned her Patronus, and it didn't take long for Snape to come down the corridor. But at the same time, there were two other people.

Fred and George were in the break room when they heard the announcement because there was no class to attend. It was only when Percy gathered everyone together that they realized that Sylvia was not there, and that on the Marauder's map, her name was in the same place as Professor McGonagall's, but she didn't move.

Maybe Fred's sixth sense is really accurate, he ignored Percy's yelling and got out of the common room with George. He very much hoped that he thought too much, it must not be an attack, it must not be an accident. Until he saw Sylvia's bruised body, the momentary collapse made him almost forget to breathe.

"You..." Professor McGonagall looked at the twins with sadness in their eyes. She couldn't say anything of concern, she could only wave for the two boys to come closer. Snape just crouched in front of Sylvia to check her injuries. Madam Pomfrey also arrived quickly, with an expression she had not expected to be so bad.

"How is she? Professor Snape?" This was the first time Fred had sincerely called Snape a professor.

"Fortune teller." There was no emotion on Snape's face.

"This is a wound left by black magic." Madam Pomfrey said eagerly, "Merlin's beard, who is so cruel to a girl?"

"Slytherin's heir." Professor McGonagall looked at the writing on the wall: her corpse will remain in the secret room forever, "Thanks for her clever use of the blasting spell to attract people, otherwise... "She covered her mouth and didn't dare to say any more.

George stared at the blood book on the wall and gasped, while Fred just stared at Sylvia's pale face and said nothing.

Snape frowned, took out his wand and chanted a long spell to heal the girl. From the look on his face, it seems that the situation is very bad, but his smooth movements look like there is no need to worry.

"How is she? Severus." Professor McGonagall asked with concern as Snape put away his wand.

"I can't die." Snape said and stood up, "But if you can get better, just pray to Merlin."

"What do you mean!" Fred glared at Snape, as if the trustworthy professor had turned into that hideous old bat again. George grabbed his brother by the shoulders for fear that he would rush out.

"Do you need me to repeat that?" Snape glanced at the twins impatiently.

"We have to take her to the medical wing first, Poppy." Professor McGonagall looked at Madam Pomfrey. "You know we have a lot of work to do."

"I'll take her." Fred stepped forward and hugged Sylvia, "Trust me, Madam Pomfrey. No one at Hogwarts can run faster than me. quick."

Fred did run so fast that he didn't hear if he was moving with permission. Or maybe it was because he just wanted the girl to lie down on the soft hospital bed quickly, not the cold floor, which made him unable to receive other information.

Suddenly, Sylvia's wand fell to the ground. Fred hugged his girl tighter as he watched the white wand stained red with blood. He quickly picked up his wand and quickened his pace, but the road to the medical wing was now extremely long.

"You are indeed more unlucky than others. Isn't it? Bunny? It's not my crow's mouth this time, you can't blame me." Fred smiled reluctantly, "Others are just petrified, but what about you? Look at you, who will protect you if you leave me? You can't leave me at all."

Fred felt it was too quiet, and it made him feel at a loss. When did Fred and Sylvia get along so quietly? If there is no laughter, it must be slapstick!

Get up and beat me up!

Say to me: "Who wants you to protect? Is it your face?"

"I don't want any surprises, as long as you are fine, promise me, okay?" Fred felt that he was about to breathe, but fortunately the medical wing was close at hand, he was very Put the **** the hospital bed.

But Sylvia just lay quietly in front of Fred, looking even colder than the petrified student.

"No matter what happens, you're always going to be fine after a good night's sleep, right?" Fred sat on the edge of the bed and took her hand, grimacing as he touched the scary scar Violently trembled.

"In the future..." Fred was inexplicably frightened, "You don't want to leave me half a step in the future, do you hear?"

It's so quiet here that he can only hear his own voice.

"Don't leave me, okay?" Fred lowered his eyes, and gently placed Sylvia's hand on his chest with both hands.

Merlin is on top, let her get better soon.

This is the first time since Fred was born that he greeted Merlin without a sarcastic tone.

"Fred." George panted to the medical wing, and he didn't look good at all.

"I think Bunny will wake up tomorrow, are you right? George." Fred looked at George expectantly, "I didn't tell her, I didn't want to tell her That **** 'don't come to me and don't write me a letter'."

Your life or death is uncertain, but this is the last sentence I said to you? You can't make me regret it for the rest of my life.

"Fred." George's voice was trembling, and Fred prayed repeatedly in his heart for the answer he wanted, "It was Ginny who was brought into the secret room."

Well, George brought him new despair.

Fred stared straight at George, as if he was waiting for his brother to tell him: Hey man, just a joke. But George just came to the hospital bed to watch Sylvia, and the entire medical wing was filled with suffocating silence.

Fred stared into George's eyes, not getting the answer he wanted. He jumped up and hugged George, and his brother hugged him tightly. They can't remember the last time they hugged, but they must have been joking and pretending to be moved, not helpless as they are now.

"Percy sent a letter to Mom and Dad." George said softly after letting go of Fred, "I think I should go back with him and Ron."

"I know." Fred twitched the corners of his mouth but couldn't give a reassuring smile, "Let me stay here with Bunny, okay?"

"I'll come to you as soon as I have news." George raised the Marauder's map to indicate, then stuffed it into his pocket, turned and left the medical wing.

The door was closed again, and the dimly lit room made everything even more gloomy. Fred's left hand held Sylvia's hand, and his right hand wiped a tear.

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This chapter is the most thoughtful chapter in my entire fourth grade, and I have changed it many times.

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Today, there are a lot of friends who don’t know how to watch

Almost from now on, the appearance of Searle will bring a lot of variables. Just like the butterfly effect I mentioned earlier, I think with her as a variable, it can almost set off a lot of storms. Also almost from now on, the length of the article will be longer(?) I don't know why! I can't help myself writing more! !

I think although Searle is from God's perspective, some unexpected things will definitely happen, so there is still a long way to go.

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of bouncing Mrs. Fred; 5 bottles of eucalyptus;

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