MTL - HP Dear Miss Freak-Chapter 10 9. Birthday and Happy

"The birthday you gave me, and the happiness you brought me, combined into a happy birthday."

These little lions will join the boys' dormitory every Friday for team building. Sylvia doesn't know when their relationship would have gotten to this point in the plane without her, but she would be honored to be the catalyst for the lions of Gryffindor.

Everything went very smoothly. Except for potions.

Isn't the magical world not a little bit resistant to those spineless squirming worms?

Sylvia thinks she can write "A Hundred Thousand Whys of Magic".

"I think Snape chopped me sooner or later." Sylvia said depressedly as she walked out of the classroom with the textbook.

"It's okay, take your time." Angelina reassured her.

"If he knew that you used a crucible to cook hot pot, he would really hack you to death." Arya pouted.

"Why?! Why can someone face a terrifying pine caterpillar without changing their face?!" Sylvia's eyes widened.

"Then you shouldn't hide so far, and only you call it the terrifying pine caterpillar, we all call it, the pine caterpillar." Li laughed wildly behind her.

"Damn it! There's nothing scarier than this!" Sylvia turned to look at Li.

"If you hadn't thrown that pine caterpillar on Snape, he probably wouldn't have called you a freak," Robert said calmly.

"Hey, don't be too sad." Kenneth reassured her, "We all know you're not a freak."

"I'm not sorry that he called me a freak." Sylvia was about to go crazy, "I haven't come out of the shadow of that invertebrate!"

Sylvia didn't want to flip the chopping board off the moment she got the material, and stepped back several steps, almost knocking over the crucible on the back table.

"Fortunately, I got extra points for the magic spell class today, otherwise I will be deducted for this shameful thing, how can I be worthy of everyone?" Sylvia patted her forehead and said angrily.

"But he's going too far." Arya said indignantly, "How can he say you're grandstanding! Just because you usually like to pick it up? Fred and George And always do that.”

"Where are Fred and George?" Sylvia suddenly found that the two red-haired boys were absent from their large group.

“They don’t seem to come out.” Patricia said.

"I'll go back and have a look, you go first." Sylvia said, and quickly walked to the basement classroom.

As soon as they reached the stairs, Sylvia ran into them both.

"Where have you been?" Sylvia asked, and the two of them grabbed her by the wrist and led her up, "What are you doing? Why are you acting so guilty?" Sylvia felt that she was about to be dragged into the air. Are these two boys so physically strong?

"Before Snape found out that his tea was replaced by dung."

"We have to go quickly, don't we?" They both laughed and dragged Sylvia over a section of stairs that suddenly disappeared.

"Who asked him to say that to you." Fred looked at her, "Although I admit it's funny how you're scared by the pine caterpillar."

"But that stinky face with pine caterpillars on Snape is more fun, we're definitely not laughing at you," explained George.

"You don't need to help me with such trivial things in the future." Sylvia said and stopped, she was almost unable to run, "Snape hates Gryffindor A student, he has never dealt with our college. And he is right, the whole wizarding world can't find another person who is as afraid of such little things as I am."

Slytherin students passing by saw Sylvia covering their mouths and snickering, Fred and George glared at them.

"We are good friends, aren't we?" Fred looked at Sylvia with his arms crossed, "How could we let you be bullied by his old bat?"

"Although we look unreliable, we can be honest." George patted her on the shoulder.

"I know you're here for me," Sylvia whispered, "but it's really not a big deal, don't make Snape blame you for this. Your mother sent it last week. The roar letter is still fresh in my memory."

"Aren't you going to be someone else over and over again for us? Searle." Fred said.

“And we are often scolded, if we are honest, we are not like us.” George said.

"It looks like your stupid plan is going to be successful, right?" Snape's voice came from behind Sylvia. Sylvia shuddered, and turned to meet Snape's gloomy gaze.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Professor." Fred showed an innocent expression.

"What plan? What success?" George showed a puzzled expression.

"Go to Professor McGonagall on Friday night to lock up." Snape said, turning his robes and leaving. Before Sylvia could catch her breath, he immediately turned around: "Including you, Miss Freak."

Fred and George grimaced at Snape's back at the same time.

"Looks like there will be three fewer people in our team building this Friday." Sylvia shrugged.

"They'd lose a lot of fun without us," Fred said.

"Don't be sad, Searle, you're not a freak." George patted her on the shoulder.

"How can I be unhappy because of this? I don't mind being called a freak." Sylvia frowned, "It's just that I really want to learn potions."

"Why?" they both asked at the same time.

"I want to be an Auror in the future." Sylvia looked at them and said seriously, "It means that my potion must at least get a certificate of passing the N.E.W.Ts exam, which also means that My potion has to get an O on the O.W.L.s to get into the advanced class."

"You want to be an Auror?"

"Sounds like a good fit for you." They both laughed.

"I'm serious, this is the first time I've been so serious about my dreams with others." Sylvia whispered.

"Then we'll tell you too."

"We didn't tell anyone either." Fred and George looked at Sylvia.

"I, Fred Weasley."

"I, George Weasley."

"We're going to do the best trick in the world!"

"Open the best trick shop!"

"How is it?" They both looked at Sylvia expectantly.

"I think it's possible." Sylvia smiled and applauded.

"We also think you can do it." Fred and George said in unison, "You will be the most powerful Auror!"

Take it as the buff you two gave me. Sylvia laughed.

This confinement was a little easier than Sylvia had expected. Every Friday, the three of them are called into the office by Professor McGonagall to copy sentences, which will last until the end of the month.

"I will never disrupt the classroom again." "I will respect the professor." "I promise I will study hard at Hogwarts." "Speak less and do more." Sentences they have copied several hundred times in different ways.

"You should really reflect on it, I have never met such a worry-free student." Professor McGonagall looked at her three students and said sternly.

"The standard every time I encounter it, I say that I have never encountered it." Sylvia's murmur was still heard by her.

"Miss Tonks." Professor McGonagall looked at her. "You did a great job in history of magic and spells. I always thought you were a good boy."

"I'm a good boy, Professor." Sylvia held the pen in a good manner.

"Then I hope you don't do anything that disrupts the order of the classroom." Professor McGonagall turned and left the office.

"I… try my best," Sylvia whispered, and Fred and George laughed.

"When will my habit of stubbornness be corrected?" Sylvia scratched her head dejectedly.

"I don't think it needs to be changed."

"I think so too." Fred and George smiled and put them on her shoulders.

"Then do you have any way to help me get rid of this problem of being afraid when I see those terrifying invertebrates? I'm serious, I'm in a hurry." Sylvia asked.

"How did you deal with it before?" George asked.

Medicine class I just have to face it and cut it."

"Isn't it easy? I'll cut it for you later." Fred patted his chest very honestly.

"Don't worry too much," George said. "Let's go to the kitchen for something? How about some cake? I'm a little hungry."

"I'm done copying, how about you?" Sylvia put down her pen suddenly and shook two pieces of parchment.

"Too cunning! How did you copy it!" Fred's eyes widened.

"Hey! How can you be so fast! You are still chatting with us!" George's eyes widened.

"I'm good at doing two things." Sylvia laughed. "Hurry up, boys, we have to go to the kitchen!"

But they didn't end up in the kitchen. Because they met Filch on the way, they were in a bad mood all of a sudden.

"There is no curfew yet, Mr. Filch." Sylvia smiled politely.

"It's going to be curfew soon." Filch's eyes rolled, "I guess you're making a bad idea again."

"Of course we don't."

"We are very nice."

"Hand over your pockets! Brat. I should tell Dumbledore! No **** is allowed in school!" Filch pounced, but Fred jumped away immediately .

"You can't do this!" Sylvia said in surprise, "You can't search students!"

"Hand over it! What is it this time!" Judging from Filch's reaction, he was tortured a lot by these two guys.

"Come on." Fredra quickly ran up the stairs with Sylvia, and George took advantage of the situation and threw two dung **** behind him to block Filch's sight.

"I will report it to the principal! Defiled the castle! You wait for the new punishment!"

"We haven't stopped punishing since the beginning of school!" they both shouted in a singing tune.

"This can't be taken away by that old bastard." Fred tapped his pocket carefully.

"Do you have any plans? It's curfew now." Sylvia looked at her watch.

"It's the Astronomy Tower," said George. "Come with us."

Sylvia followed them to the Astronomy Tower. It looks like the weather will be fine tomorrow, after all the moon is very bright.

"That's right, Searle. Are you going to take the Quidditch tryout next year? George and I went to see the Quidditch tryout a few days ago, and I dare say those guys don't fly as well. All three of us." Fred sat cross-legged by the fence.

"Charlie also said he needed us, and Fred and I would be very good hitters." George pulled Sylvia and sat down together, "How about you?"

"I love the Chaser position, do you know Troy from the Irish national team? I'm super obsessed with him!" Sylvia said, "Maybe I can compete for this position."

"We love the Irish national team too." They both cheered.

"Hey, just right." Fred said, "Pons will graduate next year and will be missing a Chaser."

"It's like missing two batters." George said excitedly.

"Then I think Angie will be selected, she will fly well." Sylvia nodded.

"Angelina? She's really nice." Fred nodded thoughtfully, "But I think you're better."

"It would be great if we were selected for the team together!" George took Sylvia's shoulder.

"I think so too." Sylvia raised her eyebrows.

About Quidditch, three people can chat for half a day together, and having the same hobby also helps to sublimate friendship, right?

"Siel, have you noticed that we really get along." Fred took Sylvia's shoulder, "We never thought we could have such a good girl. ."

"We also asked mom that we really don't have a triplet sister, right?" George said with a smile, "But if you are really our triplets, then mom will probably help us Worry to death."

"Really?" Sylvia smiled and shook her head, "Then your house will probably be torn down by us."

"Mom couldn't believe it when we met a girl like us at school," Fred said.

"She said, Merlin's beard, how can you say that girls are like you?" George rolled his eyes, "Is like us a derogatory term?"

"And then what?" Sylvia laughed and looked at them both.

"Mom heard that you are the youngest daughter of the Tonks family, she said she must invite you to our house for Christmas." Fred said.

"To be honest, I always feel that our friendship is going too fast." Sylvia said, "Even though we have only known each other for less than a month, they are like friends for many years. "

"You feel the same way?"

"But I hope we've known each other for a long time." They both looked at Sylvia in surprise.

"There is a word in Chinese called seeing each other late." Sylvia said with a smile, "I think it describes us."

"Five, four, three, two, one."

Fred looked at his watch and counted, and Sylvia's doubts were resolved with the last countdown.

"Happy Birthday!"

Fred and George cheered.

Sylvia just realized that it was twelve o'clock and her twelfth birthday was coming.

"Thank you!" Sylvia looked at them both with joy, "You two remember? I almost forgot myself."

"Of course we remember." Fred raised his head proudly.

"We are good buddies, aren't we?" George said and rubbed Sylvia's head.

"Your birthday is coming too soon, we don't have much time to prepare gifts." Fred took out a bulging bag from his pocket.

"For me?" Sylvia looked at him happily.

"If I get robbed by that old thing I'll blow up his office." Fred raised his eyebrows.

"A present for you." George took the bag and opened it in front of her.

"Marshmallows?" Sylvia looked at the ball of marshmallows in the bag and asked, "How could you give such a serious gift? I'm all ready to explode."

"It's fried in one bite." Fred said with a smile.

"Then give it a try, we must not be ordinary." George said proudly.

Sylvia squeezed a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, she felt her body become lighter.

"You added Billywig's stinger?" Sylvia asked.

"I really can't hide it from you." Fred nodded, "How about it? We'll share it with you as soon as we have a new trick."

"Our improved product - Weasley Weightless Low-Flying Marshmallow." George continued with a smile.

"Isn't that the same as Zizi Bee Candy?" Sylvia's feet had already left the ground.

"We have made improvements." Fred stood up, "Not only floats, but also keeps flying at low altitude."

"Did you add a little more?" Sylvia felt herself floating higher and higher. The twins snapped at Sylvia's ankle before she stopped rising.

"The time is too urgent, this is just a test product, we will make up the finished product for you later." George said.

Sylvia suddenly realized something, and quickly pressed her skirt and gathered her legs.

"We didn't see anything!" The twins released their hands and covered their eyes almost simultaneously.

"Ah!" Sylvia exclaimed and floated even higher. Fred and George jumped up quickly, pulled her hand and pulled her to the ground. They both stretched out their arms to take Sylvia into their arms in a tacit understanding, but this action was too tacit, causing her to directly. fell into their arms.

"We definitely didn't mean to **** you off." Fred immediately clarified, he definitely saw it, right? Ears are red.

"It was definitely an accident." George also said. The two of them pressed Sylvia's shoulders tightly to prevent her from flying up again.

Sylvia laughed, and the twins laughed at her reaction.

"I dare say that this product has more market than Zizi Bee Candy." Sylvia lifted her legs off the ground and felt the feeling of being suspended in the air.

"Of course."

"You don't even see who did it." They both raised their heads immediately, but still didn't dare to let go.

"I think it will be a great product after you guys fix it up." Sylvia said seriously.

"Wait, girl."

"It's definitely fun to follow us both." Fred and George laughed smugly.

"When is your birthday?" Sylvia asked, even though she already knew.

"April 1st."

"April Fools."

"Today is not April Fool's Day. You can't lie to me?" Sylvia raised her eyebrows.

"Merlin made us born on April Fool's Day."

"Indicates that we are born to be mischievous."

"We live for tricks!"

The author has something to say:

Our little Sil is twelve! ! Every birthday I'll try to get 5555 alive (think bald, that's why Fred and George are trick legends and I'm not hahaha)

I want to bring you a more interesting story! I am really trying! !

I wish you all a happy and successful November! Give everyone a spritz of Felicity!