"What are you most afraid of? Draco?" At the Slytherin dining table, Pansy stared at the food on the table in a daze. She was already full, so she decided to have some fun, and soon they They are about to go to their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class this semester. According to the group of Gryffindor students, this teacher is very powerful this time. The first class teaches how to deal with Boggarts—a kind of Fantastic creatures can turn into one's deepest fears, so she decided to ask the question.
"Of course it's you." Malfoy rolled her eyes and gave Pansy a perfunctory answer, "If you want those Boggarts to be blown up like you in front of me later, you can continue Ask such silly questions."
Pansy immediately shut up, she could hear Malfoy turning the corner to tell her to be quiet, but she was still a little unconvinced, and immediately put on a resentful expression and looked at him silently.
"Fears will change over time. Today you may be able to temporarily overcome your fears with funny spells in Professor Lupin's class, but there will be more fears in the future." Malfoy looked at Pansy's face The expression can only be explained helplessly.
"With all due respect, this class is actually meaningless." Malfoy picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.
"But I'm still very curious." Pansy changed her smiling expression again, and then said, "Basically, I haven't seen any scared expression on you, and it was the same when I met the dementor last time."
"Maybe." Malfoy gently put down his teacup.
"By the way, that little fatty Gryffindor is said to have turned Boggart into the appearance of Professor Snape, and then went up and beat him up and bruised." Pansy couldn't help laughing out here, even though Snape Nepe has always favored the students of this college, but to be honest, even among the students of this college, not many people love him very much.
Because he is indeed a bit unpleasant.
"Professor, I will educate her well, please forgive her outspokenness." Malfoy's expression changed, he suddenly looked behind Pansy, and said respectfully.
Pan Xi immediately changed his tone when he heard the words: "I will definitely deal with him when I find a chance, who told him to disrespect our respectable dean." Then he dared to turn his head slowly, only to find that there was no one behind him.
Only then did she turn red, and when she realized that she had been tricked, she was ashamed and annoyed for a moment, depressed because she had been duped by such a non-technical trick.
"Okay, no kidding, it's time for us to go to class." Malfoy said seriously, "It's not a good habit to be late."
"I'll blow you up into a puff of smoke." Pansy said "gritting her teeth" looking at Malfoy's back, and then followed closely behind Malfoy to attend their Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
But the corner of her mouth couldn't help showing a smile.
In private, Pansy also thought about it for a long time, but she came to the conclusion that the way of getting along with the status quo should be the most suitable way for her. She still has time, which is her greatest advantage. Fault, Draco would definitely like her.
It's just that someone walking in front of her now has no awareness of being calculated.
They made it all the way to the classroom, where the students were already taking their places, and Malfoy and Pansy took their places as well.
"Draco, what's in that closet? A Boggart?" Pansy asked softly.
"Probably." Malfoy looked at the podium, where Lupine stood and looked at the noisy students. He always showed a very tired posture, his clothes were covered with patches, and he could see his life Very not very rich.
It wasn't until the bell rang that the Slytherin students fell silent.
"I believe you have seen me at the entrance ceremony, and maybe you have seen me on the train at an earlier moment." Lupine glanced at the students in the classroom, and his eyes were still there when he said this. He purposely stayed on Malfoy's body for a while, and smiled for a moment. He had a very good impression of this student. Whether it was formed or not, students who could use the Patronus Charm at this age were all very good.
"I will be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this semester." Lupine looked back, and then said: "I hope we can work together happily this semester, you can call me Professor Lupine," he smiled .
There was some excitement in the audience. In fact, many Slytherin students looked down on this shabby-dressed, old-looking teacher, but someone had reminded them before the event, it is best to maintain a certain degree of respect for this teacher, otherwise the consequences will be severe. Speaking of conceit, the group of students still maintained a minimum of respect for him, and there was no booing.
Lupine didn't care about the embarrassing atmosphere in front of him, and still said to himself: "You should have learned about the content of today's study from other channels. Fortunately, I found some new Boggarts in other places. Otherwise, I might not be able to attend class today."
Lupine pointed to the old wardrobe next to him with his wand and said, "This is our protagonist today—the Boggart."
"You may already know what I'm talking about in class through your Gryffindor classmates, but I still have to re-tell it." Lupine cleared his throat and continued: "So please keep enough focus."
"What is a Boggart?" Lupine began to ask, and then quickly answered himself: "This is a shape-shifting creature, and let me state again that he has almost no attack power, so don't be afraid Yes, the student on the right, you don’t have to be so nervous, your legs are shaking so much that you almost overturned the table.” He made a joke, and the Slytherin students all laughed, and the classroom atmosphere that was a bit cold just now Then it improved a lot.
"And right now, the Boggart in the closet doesn't take on any form because it doesn't see any of us. It doesn't know what's going to scare the people outside the door. No one knows what a Boggart is. What it’s like to be alone, but when I let it out, it instantly becomes the thing that scares each of us the most.”
"Then what if it faces many people at the same time?" The student who was named by Lupin just stood up and asked courageously.
"It's a good question. Sometimes a good question is more important than the solution. Ten points for Slytherin." Lupine led the applause, and applause erupted in the classroom.
They felt that the slovenly old man in front of them was beginning to become friendly, and it was not as difficult to communicate as they had imagined.
"Like this, for example." Lupine suddenly opened the door of the closet, and Boggart rushed out, but the image was very funny, and even kept changing, because there were too many people, causing his The appearance is now a mess, and it seems to change its mind every time it is about to take shape. In short, its IQ cannot understand the situation of many people's fears at the same time.
The students saw a mass of black mud swaying from side to side on the ground. They did have expressions of disgust and distaste, but there was no fear.
After that, Lupine taught the students how to deal with Boggarts step by step, such as funny spells and trying to add some funny imagination to the things you fear the most. After spending some time practicing for a while, he started a One called the students to go forward to stand the test.
"What's the matter, are you still scared?" Malfoy sensed that something was wrong with Pansy next to her. One of her hands was unconsciously clenched into a fist, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her face was pale. She must have thought of something wrong. The other hand also tightly grasped his sleeve.
"Yeah." Pansy nodded. She was actually quite brave. Even her fear of the dark when she was a child disappeared with age. Just now when Lupine asked everyone to recall the thing he feared the most, Almost instantly, Pansy thought of the illusion brought to her by the dementors again, and couldn't help but feel chills down her spine and body. Even though she barely learned the Patronus Charm by means of "cheating", that memory still cannot be erased.
"Then there's no need to go up." Malfoy said lightly. "Not everyone is willing to tear up their scars in front of everyone, and the professor will definitely not force you."
In fact, Malfoy himself was not prepared to reveal what he was really afraid of. (To be continued.)