MTL - HP Dear Miss Freak-Chapter 21 20. Chinese Girls and Poetry

"I'll cook some Chinese food, if you like."

The second grade Sylvia was looking forward to is finally here. Nothing excites her more than the arrival of September 1st. The full bowl of mashed potatoes for breakfast didn't make her stay for a while. She drank the last sip of milk, picked up the suitcase and hugged Brother Bird's cage and ran out.

"Mom, look at this little bastard! She's too homeless." Dora shook her head as she watched her sister jump up and down beside their dad's car.

"That's fine, I'm afraid she's so weird that she won't be able to make friends." Andromeda rubbed Dora's head and said with a smile.

"She doesn't seem to be sick for a long time...Ah, I mean she's not like when she was a child. Maybe like Dad said, her magic power is too strong, and her body can't control it. Will often riot, and even affect the character and mood." Dora said. Sylvia's character is indeed becoming more and more likable, and she is of course very happy as a sister.

After all, Sylvia had no other friends except Dora since she was a child, so Dora was very happy to see her sister made many friends at school.

The second time she came to Kings Cross, Sylvia no longer needed help. She deftly crossed the stone wall, handed Birdie's cage to the conductor, hugged her parents and kissed their respective cheeks, then lifted the box and hopped on the train.

to the shelf. Seeing that Li's face was blown up by an exploding card, it is estimated that they could not wait for her to get in the car, so they played a game by themselves.

This isn't going to become the standard start of every year, is it?

Sylvia couldn't help laughing happily.

It's not bad either, just consider it a sense of ritual that belongs to them.

"I'm going to bed, good night, friends." Sylvia yawned after an unknown number of crackling cards.

"Sleep? Are you crazy!" Fred's eyes widened, he pulled her braid and pulled her up, Sylvia unceremoniously gave him a backhand fist.

"We're playing explosive cards here and you can sleep?" George said as he shuffled the cards.

try?"

"Why didn't you sleep before? Did you listen to our mother's claim that you can grow taller with sleep?" Fred laughed.

"You were young and energetic before, but now I can't." Sylvia waved her hands and said, covering her face with the robe.

To be honest, because the first year is social and curious about trains. In the second year, the fritters are old, and you can start mixing.

"You are only twelve years old!" Li said, he had just ate a Bibi Duowei bean that smelled of earwax and almost vomited it out.

"You can't sleep! We have improved this card, and it can be heard in the next car." Fred said proudly.

"Then I'll go to the front box." Sylvia just stood up and was pushed back by Fred.

"But you're like a pig when you sleep, and it won't wake you up." Fred smacked his lips and continued to shuffle the cards.

"Pig is so cute? How can you say that?" Sylvia muttered softly. The atmosphere was suddenly quiet for a moment, and suddenly the boys burst into a huge burst of laughter.

"You're sick again? Don't disgust me!" Fred laughed until his whole body was shaking.

"I think you really need to sleep. Your mind is not sober, buddy." George laughed too.

"I found that I couldn't keep up with your brain circuit." Li tried hard not to laugh too much. At the door, there were already several people who didn't know the truth and were lying on the glass trying to see what was going on in the carriage.

"Alright, alright, laugh if you want, can I sleep?" Sylvia put the robe over her face again.

Sylvia is indeed the type of sleepless night. With the noise of the boys, she couldn't help thinking of that Hoddle Waughlin, who would have to sleep in the Room of Requirement every day in Gryffindor.

House of Requirement?

Sylvia suddenly had an idea, she could actually go and take down the Room of Requirement. This will not only have a new stronghold, but also give the crown to Dumbledore first.

It looks like I can start the main quest. Thinking like this, Sylvia touched the dagger in her pocket and slowly fell asleep.

When Sylvia opened her eyes again, outside the window was the receding plain with the click of wheels running over the tracks. Looking at her watch, she also slept for a while. Look at the boys next to them. They have put away the crackling cards and are sitting around the ground playing Monopoly.

"Awake? Pigs are indeed not as good as you, so they can sleep." Fred looked at Sylvia and said with a smile.

"Come to play?" George asked, looking at the cards in front of him, he was in a good mood today.

"Sylvia, come and replace me, I'm about to lose!" Li looked at Sylvia with his hands folded, showing a pleading and painful expression.

"I don't want to clean up the mess." Sylvia stretched and stood up, "I'm hungry, I'll look for a dining car."

"Bring us a little!" Fred waved his hand without looking up.

I don't know where the salesperson is now. Sylvia closed the door of their carriage and walked towards the carriage at the rear of the train by instinct. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew into the corridor through the windows of the train, and she reached out to stop her bangs from being blown up.

Have to find a spell to have iron bangs. Sylvia thought silently about what she could create for the wizarding world.

In the aisle ahead, Sylvia saw a saleswoman pushing a dining cart. Next to the dining car stood a handsome oriental girl with a chocolate frog in her hand, as if she had just decided what to buy.

"Ma'am, I want a crucible cake, four chocolate frogs, and a bag of Bubble Gum." Sylvia smiled and said to the salesman, and paid.

"Do you eat so much alone?" The oriental girl asked Sylvia.

"We have three guys with big appetites." Sylvia smiled and nodded at her, "Are you from the East?"

"My parents are both Chinese, but I was born in the UK." The girl smiled, with curved eyebrows and a classical beauty.

"My name is Sylvia Tonks, I got off the train and walked into the school as a second grade Gryffindor." Sylvia stretched out her hand and added another sentence in Chinese ,"Nice to meet you."

"You speak Chinese?" The girl responded in Chinese with a surprised expression, "You speak so well! My name is Zhang Qiu, and I'm a freshman."

"Get in the way, Miss Tonks. You're really good at causing trouble." A low voice rang in Sylvia's ear, and Hoddle stood with his pockets in his pockets. following her.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Waughlin. I thought you were too skinny to get by." Sylvia rolled her eyes and let Hoddle walk over, "Learn about potions. That's fine, don't have to follow Snape's tone of voice."

"Snape?" Qiu asked.

"You have to be careful, he is a potions professor, and he must not be distracted in his class." Sylvia said in a low voice, for fear that Snape would suddenly appear and ask her to gut the toad . Although he certainly wouldn't take the Hogwarts Express to school.

"He's the most capable professor in the school." Hoddle leaned halfway by the window, his eyes swept across Qiu's body, "Idiots like Miss Tonks are in the potion. Class is like walking on thin ice.”

"You have nothing to do, right?" Sylvia glared at him.

"Are you Chinese?" Hoddle ignored her at all, looking at Zhang Qiu and asked.

"I am, but I was born in England." Qiu was a little surprised. She didn't expect two people to be so interested in her before she got to school.

"Qiu, let's speak Chinese. He doesn't understand." Sylvia said with a smile, and Qiu also covered her mouth and laughed.

"Bullying me for not knowing Chinese, right?" Hoddle sneered disdainfully.

"Oh yeah, don't you think you're out of place? Mr. Waughlin the outsider." Sylvia gave him a defiant look.

"Why are you all so interested in China?" Qiu felt that the two people in front of her were very interesting, which made her look forward to her future life at Hogwarts.

"China is so attractive." Sylvia's eyes instantly filled with light, "Five thousand years of history! The cultural precipitation there is not comparable to any country! I like Chinese poetry and literature, and we can have a good chat when we get a chance."

Come on! Give me a chance to memorize 300 Tang poems! Nine years of compulsory education plus three years of devil study in high school is not for nothing!

"Actually, I may not know as much as you. I read very few Chinese books, and I rarely even go back to China." Qiu smiled apologetically, "I think English poetry is also very good. nice."

"English poetry doesn't have the flavor of Chinese poetry." Sylvia argued, she didn't notice that the corner of Hoddle's mouth rose a little.

"A few words?" Hoddle said.

"I have a favorite Chinese Muggle poet who said..." Sylvia looked at Qiu seriously, and the hand that was not holding the snack clasped Qiu's hand with ten fingers and slowly raised it. When they reached their chests, the next sentence was changed to Chinese, "Your lips are so beautiful, it's a pity you can't kiss them yourself."

Qiu covered his chest and smiled in surprise: "Are you talking to me?"

"Of course, that's what I want to tell you." Sylvia smiled and let go.

"Give me a translator, Miss Tonks." Hoddle said aside.

Sylvia glanced at Hoddle and thought for a moment to help him translate: "But no matter how you translate it into English, it just doesn't have the flavor of Chinese."

"English can also be very flavorful." Hoddle raised his eyebrows, "I find that you are really very subjective."

"Of course English is also available." Sylvia stared at Hoddle in dissatisfaction, "It's like a sentence I particularly like."

Aheavyweightofhourshaschain'dandbow'd.Onetoolikethee:tameless,andswift,andproud.

The years are as heavy as chains, pressing the soul. Originally like you, arrogant, elegant and unruly.

"So this is for me right? Thank you." Hoddle made a flattered expression.

"Do you want shame?" Sylvia couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"I didn't expect you to read books."

"As long as you have read books, you only have brains, can you? Wisdom old Ravenclaw."

"Looks like I'm going to find some poetry to read." Qiu Zai said thoughtfully.

"I have a lot of Chinese books there! Hey, I can also cook Chinese food. If you like it." Sylvia said excitedly, "How about we eat dumplings during Chinese New Year?"

"Okay." Hoddle agreed first.

"You look more like a Chinese girl than me." Qiu laughed again. She thought the two people in front of her were very interesting.

"No, what's the matter with you? Mr. Waughlin?" Sylvia glared at Hoddle, she felt that her eyes would grow bigger if she talked to him a few more words , staring at him wide.

"You just said you guys."

"I'm talking about you..."

Sylvia is stuck. She now finds it abhorrent that English grammar doesn't clearly distinguish you from you.

Sure enough, it’s still good at Chinese!

"Then I'm polite! The Chinese like to be polite! Understand?" Sylvia admired that she quickly found the reason.

"You're not Chinese, how do you know?" Hoddle twitched the corners of his mouth disdainfully.

"I..."

Sylvia was speechless again.

"I'm going to bring food for my brothers. Goodbye, Mr. Waughlin. Oh, it's not impossible not to see." She said, looking at Qiu again, and gave her a The big smile changed into Chinese, "See you at school, Qiu."

"See you at school." Qiu Ye responded in Chinese.

"Why are you following me?" Sylvia looked at Hoddle, who was following her with his hands in his pockets.

"By the way." He replied casually, picked up the Bubble Gum in Sylvia's arms, and took one out of the packaging bag.

"Ah friend bye~ ah friend bye~ ah friend bye bye bye bye!" Sylvia sang and finally raised the volume and said aloud viciously.

"You sing too badly." Hoddle said with disgust.

"I sang "Ah, Goodbye, Friends"!" Sylvia raised her eyebrows, "This is a Chinese song changed from an Italian folk song. I'm saying goodbye to you! You sing "Farewell"?"

Hoddle stopped, but Sylvia didn't pay much attention, maybe he was in his car, didn't he?

"Will you 'Farewell'?"

"I will." Sylvia didn't look back, and she didn't notice that the word 'farewell' was in Chinese, "Farewell, right? I remember English. That's how it's translated. The original song is "Dreaming of Home and Mother." I love that song too."

She hummed softly.

Hoddle stood on the spot, slowly opened the bubblegum and stuffed it into his mouth, looking at the back of Sylvia leaving happily, as if looking at someone through her. The smile on his face disappeared, back to his usual indifference.

The author has something to say:

The response to the cookies in the previous chapter was so good that it scared me hahahahahaha! Thank you for your likes! You are so sweet!

Second grade begins! I can finally move on to the love line! Either Fred or Hoddle!

Unlock new characters! Ravenclaw little beauty Zhang Qiu! ! The whole staff is blowing up again, hahahahaha! My excitement when I saw this Chinese girl for the first time in the movie is still very clear! Autumn's emotional line I will speed up push! With Searle in her love will come faster hahahaha!

Well, then I will not wash or blacken all the characters, everyone's character is Rowling's unique charm! So I have been working very hard not to ooc!

Finally, please comment! Seeing your feedback really makes me motivated to update the codewords hahaha! There will be more in the upcoming festivals!