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Chapter eight hundred and eighty eighth! You are dead!(2/2)

Elena didn't have much interest in the restoration of this scene that was full of a sense of déjà vu. On the one hand, Professor Lupine didn't seem to pay special attention to her, and on the other hand... she was a little... distracted.

I have to admit that Boggart is a very magical magical creature.

When it appears in front of people, it turns into a certain image that everyone fears most.

This also means that every Boggart is a natural master of Legilimency - and the kind that is immune to Occlumency, because even Dumbledore and Snape seem to be unable to fool it.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald's purpose is simple, they want to know what Elena is afraid of.

This is an honest conspiracy.

only……

"Thinking about it carefully, I don't seem to be particularly afraid of anything..."

Elena frowned slightly and quickly ran through her mind several times.

As the Fairy Queen who does not belong to this era, the third-generation Dark Lord possesses wisdom, strength, and luck. She should have no reason to be afraid of anything that can be classified as "can, good, and how".

If there really was one, it would have been destroyed by her order long ago, right?

At the same time, Professor Lu Ping's teaching introduction also came to an end.

"...The spell to repel a boggart is very simple, but it requires a certain amount of willpower. You know, what really scares away a boggart is laughter. All you need to do is force it to turn into a ridiculous image."

"Let's practice this spell without a wand first. Please tell me... funny!"

"Funny!" the whole class replied in unison.

"Okay," Lupine nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, but this is only the easy part. Obviously, just saying this spell is not enough. Now let's try it directly."

Immediately afterwards, Professor Lu Ping began his final explanation.

Just like in the original work, this time he still chose Neville as his assistant in the first stage.

The only difference is that in today's Hogwarts, although Professor Snape is strict, he is not the person Neville fears most - the man who puts on women's clothing and eventually becomes Neville's uncle.

Algie.

In fact, Elena was not much surprised by this change.

According to Neville, before he showed his magical talent, his Uncle Algie was always trying to force Neville to show off his magic skills by taking advantage of others' unpreparedness - for example, pushing him off the Black Lake Pier.

, hung upside down from the window and thrown... Elena always felt that the wizard was not thinking right.

"S-funny!" screamed Neville.

There was a noise, like the sound of a whip.

The middle-aged wizard who looked a little dangerous stumbled and put on a lace women's dress of the same style as Neville's grandma. As the whole class burst into laughter, the originally stagnant and tense atmosphere instantly relaxed.



Hogwarts, staff room.

Professor Lu Ping guided the students to come forward one by one and try it out.

"Funny--"

"Funny--"

The female ghost turned into a mouse spinning in circles, the shark turned into a cartoon buoy, the zombie's head turned into a pumpkin face, and the vampire turned into a rabbit with small buck teeth...

There was laughter one after another.

Soon, Elena appeared at the front of the queue.

Is it finally starting?

Not far away, Grindelwald and Dumbledore exchanged glances.

The two of them pulled out their wands in unison and looked at the Boggart who was still transforming.

Different wizards will reflect different fears, some will be more common, but some will be particularly terrifying... Especially powerful and imaginative wizards, their Boggarts are likely to lose control.

This is why they are in this "temporary classroom" today.

Of course, before Elena, there was a little wizard.

"Okay, Harry. Be brave and step forward!"

Professor Lupine shouted.

It was Harry's turn, but he didn't move. He looked scared.

Following Harry's hesitation, a burst of low discussion and laughter gradually filled the lounge.

"Harry, this is just a Boggart, it can't hurt you."

Lu Ping frowned slightly and encouraged him kindly and warmly.

"Everyone has something to be afraid of, but in this class, they all don't exist... There's nothing shameful or embarrassing about it, just remember the spell and make it ridiculous - come on, be brave

."

"Go, Harry! With me here, there's nothing to fear-"

Elena patted the little boy in front of her on the shoulder, smiled and whispered encouragement.

Harry trembled all over and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Harry stepped forward, clutching his wand tightly.

"Don't...don't...don't be..."

He mumbled something vaguely in a low voice and looked nervously at the funny "banana-hand" in front of him.

Snapped.

The "Banana Broken Hand" that was still bouncing disappeared.

The next moment, all the discussions and laughter in the classroom disappeared.

"Elena" with silver waist-length hair and a cheerful and yandere expression appeared on the spot, throwing a red ball up and down in her right hand, and a... Quaffle that was dripping blood!

Harry subconsciously took a step back.

His wand was raised, and he was speechless.

It's over, it's over...

This time, he is definitely dead...

Harry Potter's heart suddenly tightened, and his breathing seemed to have stopped.

What he was most worried about finally happened.

Professor Lupine is a liar! Who said the things you fear most will not appear in class!

Harry didn't even dare to look behind him with his peripheral vision. Compared to the Boggart in front of him, the "self" who suddenly fell silent behind him was even more frightening - and...if he recited the curse now, he would definitely die.

Right?!

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Chapter completed!
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