MTL - HP Dear Miss Freak-Chapter 158 One Fifty, Magpie and Joy

"One sorrow, two joy."

"Awake?"

"Hmm."

Sylvia rubbed her eyes, sat up swayingly, and looked at the twins in front of her.

“How about our Christmas present?”

"She doesn't look fully awake, man."

Fred and George's heads were talking.

"The stamina is quite strong." Sylvia pressed the back of her head, "I think your daydream product has been a great success."

"Tell me, what did you dream about?" Fred blinked expectantly.

"I won't tell you." Sylvia ruthlessly refused.

"You don't say it? We can also guess from sleep talk." George said with a wicked smile.

"Your product won't make people talk in sleep, right?" Sylvia snorted coldly.

"How do you know not?" Fred raised his eyebrows, "You don't know how embarrassing you have just been."

"You guys still want to fool me?" Sylvia snorted disdainfully, the twins immediately felt bored, and sat back on the ground again.

"So what about our present?" Fred asked.

"Fred, didn't you get a present?" George blinked in surprise, "Sill gave me a handsome coat!"

"Again?" Fred looked at Sylvia suddenly, "What special gift do I have?"

"Ah...I...actually just...I can't give it to you anyway." Sylvia pursed her lips. Her poor scarf is still unfinished.

Who made Fred disguise into Sylvia's room every night? How does this make her secretly prepare gifts?

"Speaking of which, will you teach us the Patronus Charm today?" George asked, picking up the various trick samples scattered on the ground.

"You can master the Daydream Charm so well that it should be easy to learn. The secret to the Patronus Charm is that you focus on the happiest things." Sylvie Ya said that while lying on Fred's bed, without looking at the twins sitting on the rug, still completing their list of tricks.

"Want something happy?"

"Is there anyone better than us?"

Fred and George didn't look up.

"But to find the happiest! It's not that easy, is it?" Sylvia rolled over and sat up from the bed, "I was about to relive my life all over again. success!"

"So what made my little Bunny succeed?" Fred asked, before reaching out to stop her from answering, "It must be because of me right?"

Sylvia turned to George: "You know what? I really want to say no."

And Fred shrugged as a copy should look like.

"You said you could teach us, wouldn't you just say that?" George stretched and pulled out his wand.

"I don't know what to say." Sylvia tried to recall the mood of the first success, but it became very difficult to say it, "I put my mind on it at that time. The joys in it go through them one by one, and slowly find out which ones have strong feelings, and finally burst out at one point."

She said and chanted the spell, and the little silver rabbit sprang from the tip of the stick and ran hopping around the room.

"It's much easier after one success. Anyway, try it first." Sylvia seemed even more excited than the two of them.

"I don't understand how difficult it is." Fred still insisted on his opinion.

"Then try." Sylvia snorted disdainfully.

"God Guard!"

Sylvia still believes in that, and it's embarrassing to shout the spell and nothing happens.

"Pfft!" So she smiled unceremoniously.

"I think it's not humility for you to say that you can't teach everyone in DA." Fred helplessly looked at Sylvia who was laughing and fell back on the bed, "It's almost enough to laugh. , you're going to teach us, remember?"

"Concentrate, boys." Sylvia sat up again, "It's not an easy thing, you have to slowly feel the happiness build up in your heart and finally from the tip of the wand Explode!"

"But that's too much." George looked very distressed, "The day it made little Ronnie cry, drove Percy crazy, and finally got his own broom from his mother. Fred's smashing!"

The tip of George's wand glowed faintly and disappeared again.

"What do you mean by beating me up?" Fred snorted in disbelief, "Is your happiness made up?"

"You just don't admit that I've been flying much better than you." George didn't think so.

"I should have thought that it must be so lazy for me to teach you." Sylvia was lying on the bed with her head supported, her legs dangling in the air.

"We're really thinking about it." Fred looked at Sylvia, "Let me think about what's most worthy of being happy, that's when I fell in love with my Bunny at first sight. start."

"You are talking nonsense!" Sylvia threw a pillow on Fred's face, "Why did you fall in love with me at first sight? Your happiness is just made up!"

"Why not?" Fred sat down by the bed, "I still remember being in the compartment of the train, I opened the sliding door and saw you, I said:' ;This beautiful lady, do you want to come in and sit?'"

"It's not over, is it?" Sylvia smiled and grabbed another pillow and slammed it on Fred's head, "You didn't say that at all!"

"Then what did I say?" Fred grabbed the pillow and threw it aside, hugged Sylvia and fell back on the bed.

"That's not what you said!" Sylvia stared, and pointed her index finger to the bridge of the boy's nose, as if it would grow longer in the next second, "Smooth tongue!"

"Eh, eh!" George rolled his eyes, "Are we familiar enough that you can flirt in front of me?"

"If you don't have it, who has it?" Sylvia snapped her arms and sat up again. She watched George's wand gleam a little bit, and she didn't know what the guy was thinking.

"Tell her, George." Fred didn't get up, waving his wand wildly, "I didn't lie to her."

"Just barely, love at first sight?" George narrowed his eyes as if to confirm the answer repeatedly, "The day we first saw you was the beginning of the first grade. In the dorm, Fred did say you were the cutest girl he'd ever seen. Other roommates can testify, as long as they remember."

"Huh." Sylvia sneered.

"It's true." Fred finally sat up, "What's so unbelievable?"

"You were eleven years old then, Fred." Sylvia sneered, "How many girls have you seen, may I ask?"

"That's the difference between us, Bunny." Fred looked terribly hurt, "Anyone who asked me until now, I'd say you're the best girl in my heart. And you It's definitely not the answer, your favorite Muggle star can fill the Gryffindor table! You're still picking on me after all this, really."

"I don't mind admitting that you love me a little more." Sylvia gave a perfect smile.

"But we're happier than ever after that," George said as Fred hugged Sylvia again and began to play, "I remember, I was Guess how I didn't think the Crackling Explosion card could work like that? That's genius!"

"Also!" Fredra laughed after holding Sylvia's hands, "Bunny was determined to bet against me at that time. You really don't know every time When the Sorting Hat came up, you had that smug look on your face, but in the end it was me who won."

"Really! What do you have to be proud of? You can only get one silver siko from me at a time." Sylvia said viciously, as if she had the upper hand. Same.

"Ouch, worry about your future pocket money, Fred." George sighed regretfully.

"The first night tour meeting was also very interesting." Fred clapped his hands and sat up, as if he had finally opened the door of memory, "Remember? I never expected to meet Bunny at the time. There are still people who are as keen on night travel as we are!"

"We were thinking, how dare this guy be so bold!" George slapped his thigh, "You never knew you were calm like a prefect on patrol."

"No way, I didn't expect to get old fritters when I first entered school." Sylvia smiled happily.

"And you could tell us apart at the time." Fred said softly, "Merlin, how long did we know each other then? We didn't meet each other a few times, did we?"

"Honestly speaking, Searle." George got up and sat on his bed, "Did you plan to approach us, so you care about us so much?"

"Yeah." Sylvia admitted.

The room was instantly filled with cheerful laughter.

"Do you remember when I was quick to pick you up and take you out of Filch's office? Bunny?" Fred smiled and shook his head.

"I remember the day George smashed an entire fruit pie in my face!" Sylvia's wand pointed at George, and a small spark popped out.

"I don't think anyone else would dare to do this." George's eyes widened in surprise, "Who dares to throw fruit pie in Miss Warrior's face? Fred, do you dare? "

"I am willing to give in." George bowed his hands.

"I admit I've done stupid things, and arguing with you is absolutely the stupidest thing." Fred raised his hands together again.

"Trust me, Searle, Fred has been in tears every day since the fight." George said regretfully.

"It's because this allows me to fulfill one of my life's wishes - a vigorous love." Sylvia smiled and shook her head, "The relationship between the two of us is really inexhaustible. It's up to you, Fred."

"Really? Is there anything I don't know?" George asked with interest.

"The part you don't know is the part that children can't hear." Sylvia pulled out a simple and honest smile.

"Cough! If you want to hear it, I can share it with you." Fred showed a very generous look.

"Really?" George smiled and sat on the other side of Sylvia, "So Sil, do you know what you don't know? I have too much Fred's bottom. , any one can…”

"You stop slandering me." Fred leaned back, stretched his hand behind Sylvia's back and pushed George.

"Searle, you know Fred's type." George wasn't afraid at all.

"Tall, hot **** girl." Sylvia nodded.

"We have a lot of girls like this in our college." George winked mischievously, "I'll count the beautiful girls Fred mentioned. Do you remember the same girl as Charlie? That senior from the class? And there's a Muggle girl in the village near our house..."

"Hey! Who said I liked that?" Fred stared.

"Stop pretending! Fred!" Sylvia and George shouted at the same time.

Fred hesitated, rolled his eyes and put his head on Sylvia's shoulder.

"The girl near your village..." Sylvia took a deep breath and thought hard, "I seem to know..."

"How did you know?" Fred raised his head sharply.

How do I know? Know in the original!

The girl you two went to show her a card trick.

Sylvia smiled wickedly: "I just knew there was a good-looking girl, and I didn't know if we were talking about the same. But what are you nervous about? Fred?"

"I'm not nervous." Fred looked even more nervous, even though he wasn't guilty at all.

"It's fine. What's wrong with liking beautiful women?" Sylvia patted Fred's shoulder in relief, "I like it too."

"That's right—" George stretched his tone, "I also discussed with Fred that we will definitely find many beautiful female employees when the theater is opened in the future."

"Just look for what Fred likes, okay?" Sylvia smiled and gave George a high-five.

"Are you two still having fun talking?" Fred sneered, "When did my pastime become your common hobby."

"You can join us." George took Sylvia's shoulder, "We don't mind you entertaining yourself."

"I'm serious." Sylvia looked at Fred, "Of course you should find the prettiest, hottest and hottest clerk!"

"You wouldn't want to find new prey this way, would you?" George smelled a tinge of danger.

"Seriously." Sylvia waved her hand and got away from George's arm, "A good-looking clerk can attract more customers!"

"I thought about a lot of possibilities, but I didn't expect you to do it for money, Bunny." Fred laughed, "I said why is my boss lady so generous?"

George also laughed: "Maybe we can find some good-looking male clerks to bring you tea and water?"

"No need for a male clerk." Sylvia waved her hand again.

"As you mean, we also need to attract female customers, don't we?" George blinked.

"Aren't you two attractive enough to attract girls?" Sylvia raised one eyebrow, "Who made you have such a misunderstanding?"

Fred and George looked at each other, and then put their delighted eyes on Sylvia. And Sylvia put on their shoulders.

"Do you understand?" She raised her chin, "You two bring me tea and water!"

"Got it."

Fred rubbed Sylvia's head, and George patted her on the back.

"It seems like it was yesterday." Sylvia closed her eyes gently, she pulled each of them up and placed one hand on her palm, then put the other hand Put it on, hold it tightly, "It seems like yesterday when you said you wanted to open a trick workshop, I still remember you saying..."

"Me, Fred."

"I, George."

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

"Open the best trick shop!"

Fred and George repeat what they said. The boy in front of him has lost his youthful appearance, but he is still pure and bright. They are so virtuous, they are not talented, but on their shoulders they have their dreams and their love. They're not the choosenone, they're not even that great, but they carry what they can and bring a unique light to the world.

At least for Sylvia.

"Yeah, and it's about to happen now. No one could have imagined that the three most troublesome students would become so good?" The girl said with emotion, "We haven't talked about us for a long time. It's triple the trouble."

"How long?"

"It's been a long time."

Fred and George looked up and thought, but couldn't come to a conclusion: "Now think about it..."

"How stupid!" Sylvia smiled and patted Fred's thigh, "It was so good at that time! Don't be afraid of being laughed at or scolded for doing anything!"

"The punishments we have committed are really innumerable." Fred nodded as he thought about it, "But it's interesting to think about it now, isn't it?"

"Angry Snape, angry Filch, angry Percy." Sylvia laughed, "I didn't think we were all graduating! Gwarts for seven years! Dumbledore is the most merciful headmaster in the world."

Seven years.

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet, although the young people were still smiling.

"It's good you're with Fred, Searle. This way we can see each other often even after graduation." George lowered his eyelids, "You know, even though we have so many friends , spend a lot of time together at Hogwarts, and rarely see each other once out of school. It's been a while since we saw our dear Quidditch captain."

"Usually it's okay to just have vacations, but after graduation, it'll be completely different." Fred shrugged, "Look at that Waughlin. Did I remember it wrong? How can I remember that it was a long time ago that the last letter came?"

"He may be having a good time, right?" Sylvia smiled and shook her head, "Yeah, if I graduate...I will miss everyone."

"Every corner of Hogwarts has our memories." George said excitedly, "Auditorium, lounge dormitory, Astronomy Tower, Forbidden Forest, Quidditch pitch..."

"The sorting ceremony, the hot pot team building, the low-altitude flying marshmallows, the bubble gum rain..." Fred smiled and continued, "There are too many courts! Save from that idiot Malfoy Bunny, who was almost killed! Beating the enchanted Bludger! My Miss Prefect who cast the Patronus Charm! And every game! Every time!" He smiled and blinked at Sylvia, "Seeing my handsome figure in every game is your happiest memory, right? Bunny?"

"Sounds like this kind of memory is obviously a part of my bonus!" Sylvia smiled and raised her head.

The twins in front of her did not respond immediately as she expected.

"We really wanted to thank you all the time, Bunny."

"We want to thank you for so many surprises."

Fred and George looked at Sylvia at the same time. Such a scene is not uncommon, but the boys in front of Sylvia’s eyes and the figures in the memories are repeatedly superimposed, making her eyes red involuntarily.

Inadvertently, we have changed from a stinky child who is ignorant of the world to a stinky adult who speaks these sensational words.

Too soon! How can it be so fast?

But there are too many, too many things to be happy about.

So much that a daydream of Sylvia just couldn't be filled. She didn't tell the twins that the most light-hearted images she had dreamed of through the daydream spell were their flamboyant days when they were young.

"It's true, Bunny." Fredra took her hand, "I'm always glad that naughty Fred chose to open the door to greet you instead of the way he usually likes. Laugh at it first."

It may be a coincidence, but it is definitely an opportunity.

An opportunity for them to meet and fall in love.

Fred shows more friendliness, he likes to let everyone bathe in his fun, but he rarely invites others to join his fun, that is definitely the first girl, too only one girl.

Sylvia showed more enthusiasm, she was good at taking care of everyone in an active atmosphere, but she rarely created joy and enjoyment without scruples, only in front of such boys.

No one can tell what is going on with each other's every move. And the encounter might just be a little trick Merlin gave to the trick makers.

My Sylvia Tonks, thanks Merlin.

"God Guard."

Sirius knocked on the door, and with Sylvia's grinning round face sticking out from the crack of the door, two silver magpies flapping their wings went straight through her head and flew out . Following it, there was a little bunny that was jumping and jumping, his eyes following the figure in the air.

Silver Rabbit also seems to think that the new little ones are as brave and free as the two young wizards.

The author has something to say:

oneforsorrow, twoforjoy.

One magpie is sad and two are happy.

Thanks jk Rowling for killing me

I didn't think I would write so much in this chapter, I just wanted to write about the patron saint of the twins. Writing and writing turned into memories to kill, including the patron saint of Searle last time, which made me feel like crying.

I will think: They have been through so much together!

The plot of this year is very tense, and the concentration of the original book is also very high. It makes me very happy to write a little about this daily life!

If you find any small details when reading the text, you can talk about it, I seem to suddenly remember that I was talking at the beginning and I was talking about my little ideas for a long time , and then really less. I still like ambush, which is one of the joys of writing long texts hahaha!

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