MTL - HP Dear Miss Freak-Chapter 132 125. Smear and fault

"Crazy."

What Sylvia and Fred did not expect was that they escaped from Saturday morning to Tuesday morning.

"You guys still know about coming back?" George rolled his eyes when he saw Fred and Sylvia in the Shrieking Shack at the same time, "I told the public that you eloped. "

They leaned on weightless marshmallows and easily turned out the window into the screaming shack.

"Does Professor McGonagall know?" Fred sat down beside George with a guilty conscience, "She didn't say anything about Bunny?"

"If you were the only one who escaped, Professor McGonagall would just write to Mom to say that you missed class again." George glanced at Fred, then turned to West, who was sitting on the other side of him. Sylvia, "Guess how many times Sil missed class? Friendly reminder, it was zero before."

"Monday is history of magic and potions." Sylvia tried to find an excuse.

"So what?" George looked at her sideways.

Be good to each other."

Besides, she doesn't have a final exam this year, so she doesn't have to worry about any threat from Snape.

"I'm sorry, miss. It was Snape who sued Professor McGonagall." George sternly said, "I feel like she's about to give me Veritaserum! Fortunately, I really don't know where you went."

"Don't put on airs, George." Fred waved his hand dashingly, "Aren't you just upset that we haven't taken you with us after running away for so long?"

"Shut up, Fred." Sylvia glared at Fred, "I admit, we're crazy. But you have to understand us, we..."

"You are in love." George rolled his eyes again, "My brother and my friend got together, and I expected this to be the case. It's just that you haven't Tell me what you are going to do?"

"We went to the amusement park, and then..." Fred hesitated, looking at Sylvia, as if he wasn't sure how much he could say.

"Um..." Sylvia thought about the words, she should not hide anything from George, "What you can think of, what you can't think of, what children can listen to, We've done what little kids can't listen to."

"Fuck! Fred! You beast!" George shoved Fred's shoulder and looked at him in disbelief, "How, how dare you... I Come on! Are you too fast?"

"I only know that I'm not happy at all." Fred couldn't hold back his inner mirth, and accepted George's push again.

"I didn't want to hear the details." George felt that his eyes were about to roll over, "Sir, you can't spoil him like this, you don't need to care about him."

"What do you mean?" Fred smiled and pushed George, "Could it be that I forced Bunny? You don't know how active she is."

"I said I didn't want to hear the details! Fuck..." George pushed Fred's hand away and looked at Sylvia, who was covering his face, "What's your hairstyle? Time..." Sylvia suddenly let go of her long hair today, and she has been wearing a high ponytail since a long time ago. George reached through her long hair and looked at Fred again when he saw the mark on the neck.

"Well, I did it." Fred nodded obediently.

"Who asked you this?" George couldn't help laughing helplessly, "Okay you two, for the friendship of the three of us to continue, I want to make three chapters of the law."

"What do you want to say?" Fred asked with interest.

"First of all, you two can't do it in our room."

"Damn it! George! How could we possibly do that?" Sylvia finally raised her head and shouted, "Absolutely not! No!"

"It can't be here either." George pointed to the floor, "The secret base is not just for the two of you."

"Absolutely not! George! Absolutely not!" Sylvia pressed George's shoulder and said with great certainty.

"We'll find other good places." Fred laughed cheerfully.

"Shut up! You slept with my best friend!" George raised his fist and hit Fred hard.

"I also slept with your best brother." Sylvia whispered.

"Then you two are a natural match." George snorted and laughed again, "Second point, Fred, you must be nice to Seale."

"Isn't this nonsense?" Fred raised his chin.

"The third point, Syl, you must not dislike Fred, he is actually quite good, although he is a lot worse than me." George looked at Sylvia, and they both struck a palm.

"I know." Sylvia smiled and gave George a hug, "You're my best friend anyway, George."

"Great, everyone is happy now, right?" Fred clapped his hands.

"Not good." George sighed, "Sir, you have to find a way to explain to your family that you are absent from school and can't find anyone."

"I'll go to Professor McGonagall now." Sylvia quickly left their secret base.

"If you haven't forgotten, you should go to the herbal class now!" George shouted at Sylvia's back, he turned to look at Fred, couldn't hold back, and again He smiled and pushed him, his mouth clearly saying: OK, you.

"Professor McGonagall."

Sylvia rushed to Professor McGonagall's office after finishing her morning class, but she didn't expect Dumbledore to be here too. "Professor Dumbledore." She said hello tactfully.

"Merlin's beard! Miss Tonks!" Professor McGonagall saw the visitor's chest heaving and heaving, as if he was finally relieved, and also like a sudden surge of anger, "What are you doing? Explain to me? Huh? How to explain to Professor Dumbledore? You're a Gryffindor prefect! A Hogwarts warrior! How dare you take the lead in skipping Potions?"

Professor Binns! I love you!

Sylvia cheered inwardly.

"We're discussing what made you disappear for a while, Sylvia." Dumbledore still had a smile on his face, "Our Potions Professor is too harsh?"

"She needs to finish Potions," said Professor McGonagall. "You know, Albus, we're all saying she's the best Auror student. You know. It's been years since no one could pass the Auror exam. And Miss Tonks, must get her potions certificate."

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall." Sylvia bowed her head to accept the criticism. And Dumbledore just smiled and gestured for the girl and her head to finish the meeting.

"Do you remember that you asked me about employment before the O.W.Ls exam?" Professor McGonagall said bitterly, "You said you wanted to be an Auror, Miss Tonks. You don't know. How happy I was to hear you say that. And now, you've missed your weakest assignment. Professor Snape said you probably won't pass the N.E.W.Ts!"

"I know I was wrong." Sylvia nodded humbly, "I will go to Professor Snape to collect my labor services, and I will sincerely apologize to him."

Stingy! Isn't it just a class? I dare say you had a great time in that class! Because you don't have to see me!

"So, where are you and Fred Weasley?" Professor McGonagall pushed her glasses up and looked at her sternly.

"Just...find a place no one can find..." Sylvia found it hard to lie in front of Dumbledore, "Professor, we're in a relationship, so...I admit it I'm skipping school just to make a date."

"Miss Tonks! How dare you?" Professor McGonagall widened her eyes, looked at Dumbledore, who was smiling and did not intend to say anything, then looked at Seale Via, "You've been condoning the bad behavior of the Weasley twins, but you've always known what you're supposed to do! You've let me down! You're absent from school? Fred instigated you?"

"No!" Sylvia hurriedly explained, "I instigated Fred. It's just that he didn't pass a few courses, and he didn't have any courses to take."

"From today, to my office to provide labor services, every day." Professor McGonagall still looked exasperated, "I don't want to ask your parents, although about your letter Sirius Black would love to come to school after going out. But we don't want it to be too ugly."

"Professor, did you write to Mrs. Weasley?"

"Merlin's beard, are you still worried about Fred?"

Of course. Now Fred will definitely be cleaned up by Sirius, and it would be too miserable to be cleaned up by his mother.

"Is he implicated by me?" Sylvia muttered, and immediately put on a sincere expression, "I was really wrong, I dare not do it again."

"Mrs. Weasley often receives such letters." Professor McGonagall twitched her lips, "but Mrs. Tonks, never received one."

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"Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry." Sylvia turned to Dumbledore again.

"Don't be too nervous, our lady warrior." Dumbledore stroked his beard and laughed, "but remember this lesson, Miss Prefect."

"I see." Sylvia said goodbye to the two professors and left the office. She knew that Dumbledore was reminding her that she was responsible for some of her identities, including being an example.

"You're crazy, sister." Leoni laughed loudly, one after another, and when she got tired of laughing, she didn't forget to take a break.

"So you escaped for so many days?" Li was so envious that he opened his mouth to express his shock.

"Yeah yeah, so I came to complain to my sister, why are you here?" Sylvia looked sharply at Li who was sitting on the side. This should be sister chat time.

"Because this is the Gryffindor table. Remember? Your good sister and my girlfriend are the ones who don't belong to this table." Li smiled helplessly, "If you don't make sense, you really don't make sense at all."

"Searle's mind is broken when it comes to love." Leonie smiled and waved her hand, "Merlin! Have you lost your mind and forgot to come back to class?"

"I know it's stupid." Sylvia twitched the corners of her mouth, "I forgot to sue the parents, in fact, I missed a class. Professor Binns didn't at all. care."

"You know it's Snape." Li shook his head regretfully, "Didn't you deliver it yourself?"

"Annoying guy, there's so much shit." Sylvia rolled her eyes and simply lay down on the table, "Is there anything else I need to solve?"

"Yes."

Angelina came to the long table and gave her a hard head.

"Stinky girl." Arya sat next to Sylvia, regardless of her hand covering her forehead, slapped her head hard, "Are you courting death? Don't know how to leave a note and let us know?"

"I was wrong." Sylvia lowered her eyebrows in grievance, "I didn't want to go for so many days at first."

"Where is Fred? He must be very proud?" Angelina rolled her eyes, "Our prefect skipped class to date him."

"Is it okay to let this go?" Sylvia clapped her hands on the table, "I just want my youth to have some vigorous memories."

"Fred can't be complacent." Ginny moved here not far away, "Mum wrote that she will definitely clean up him."

"But you're in trouble too." Ron said and moved to the position opposite Sylvia, "You must not read the Daily Prophet today."

"Huh?" Sylvia looked at Ron, "You still read the newspaper every day?"

"Of course he won't." Hermione dug out a newspaper in her book and handed it to Sylvia, "I saw it this morning."

"Rita Skeeter is bothering you." Harry frowned, staring at the newspaper.

"Talking about the Warriors"? This will be the closest you will get to the lives of the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament? This time the headline is so serious?" Sylvia looked at the content of the newspaper with a face Gradually sinking, "The vitriolic Miss Tonks is not only decisive on the field, but also unforgiving in her articles... Mr. Aidan Lynch said that it was heartbreaking to see such an article written by fans for many years... As a Fans for many years... No doubt about empathizing and not loving Krum's wonderful... Damn it! How dare she say that I'm a fan! It's not something that people can do!"

Sylvia suddenly slapped the table hard, making her whole body tremble. She knew that Rita Skeeter must have interviewed Lynch, and she wrote this piece to add fuel to it. Coupled with the communication as a hero, she reasonably smeared Sylvia for empathy and not going to fan Krum.

Just admiration for him! He also said I was looking for Quidditch players. What's wrong with liking guys who can play Quidditch?"

"Mainly because she said you were doing anything for fame!" Harry shouted angrily, "she said you were doing it for attention?"

"What happened?"

Fred and George finally came to the long table: "We're going to starve to death!"

"That's all." Sylvia handed the newspaper to Fred, "Let's watch the fun."

Just as the twins looked at the newspaper and began to curse, an owl flew towards the Gryffindor table, and a letter fell in front of Sylvia.

"Rita Skeeter." Sylvia sneered at the name on the envelope before slowly opening it.

"What the **** did that guy write?" Fred asked, frowning.

"She didn't tell me I knew it was her revenge on me." Sylvia looked at the contents of the letter and breathed a sigh of relief. A few lines were written brightly on the letter: Don't think your cleverness can make any difference, young girl. It's not smart to be complacent with a little skill. I think from now on we'd better keep the water from the well and not the river. If you don't admit defeat and don't want to get even, then I won't give up. Now, you can't catch me, but I can catch you.

"Joke, no fool will believe it, right?" George shouted, crumpling the newspaper and throwing it on the table.

"You seem to have a letter." Ron pointed to another owl, his eyes following the letter it carried, and finally fell to Sylvia.

"Anonymous?" Sylvia looked at the angry Hermione and suddenly remembered something. As soon as she opened the letter, she quickly threw it to the front, and a yellow-green liquid splashed out, and she had prepared an armor and body protection spell, and no one was accidentally injured.

"What's going on?" Ginny covered her mouth, "Fortunately you're quick, Syl."

"Insane!" Hermione slapped the table.

"Undiluted Babo Tuber Puss!" Neville leaned over and carefully picked up the envelope and sniffed it.

"Who did it?" When Fred saw something splashing out, he subconsciously put his arms around Sylvia's shoulder and leaned back, "Damn it! Who did it? of?"

"Who else could it be?" Sylvia shrugged, "On the surface, Lin Qi's fans actually think they are just people who kill harm for the people."

The author has something to say:

Everyone knows the plot that can’t be written, right, I even write the kiss scene carefully, my friends

About Searle helping Hermione to stop Rita's target, to be honest, it is very handsome and enjoyable, but it is definitely not as good as Hermione. But with Searle's character, she couldn't bear it.

Answer some of the comments in the previous chapter about whether Seale should change his surname. I actually prefer to let her change. I think not changing her surname like Hermione is a symbol of a very independent woman. But if it were me, of course it means that under such a cultural background, I would be willing to change his surname for the person I like. I think independent women don’t have to be strong, it’s the same with choosing the life they want. And Searle and Hermione are still a little bit younger than girls. Actually, it's because of this cultural background, I think it's romantic to be called Mrs. Weasley.

About Xiaotian's love ah hahahaha In fact, I really didn't find a target for him in this book, I will open a book for him and Rael in the future, hahahahahaha don't think any more , I really love the next one

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: I bought a bottle of Meow Meow;

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