Fudge and other Ministry officials left with the Dementors satisfied;
Dumbledore not only got the Ministry of Magic's promise to keep the Dementors away from the castle, but also gave the Order of the Phoenix a chance to be promoted in the Ministry, which made him very satisfied.
And Dracula was also very satisfied.
The number of Dementors collected in the trash can that he cast the Traceless Extension Charm on doubled, and Fudge didn't even notice that some of the Dementors he got were missing.
Wizards in the Ministry of Magic only regard Dementors as tools to guard prisons. Who would seriously count the number of these dark and corrupt creatures
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After another weekend, Harry was discharged from the school infirmary after recovering.
On Monday, he came to the second floor of the teaching area with mixed feelings, ready to attend his first Defense Against the Dark Arts class after being discharged from the hospital.
"What did Professor Lupin tell us in the previous classes?" Dracula asked while standing at the podium after the bell rang.
As it turned out, ever since Lupin took over Dracula's Defense Against the Dark Arts class last Monday, Dracula once again couldn't resist being lazy and let Lupin take over for the entire week.
If it wasn't for the fact that it was approaching the full moon night, Lupin would have to drink the wolfsbane potion brewed by Snape, which would have weakened his body for a while. At the same time, Dumbledore persuaded Dracula to stop him by saying that Lupin still had to investigate Sirius Black's whereabouts. I'm afraid the substitute teaching time would have to be extended a little longer.
"Professor, Professor Lupin told us about Kabbah and Boggart, and took us through practice." Hermione was the first to raise her hand and answer.
After her time-turner was confiscated by Dracula, she had to rest for a few days and took leave of several classes.
It was not until Dumbledore received the fully charged Time Turner sent by the Ministry of Magic that the top student finally resumed her non-stop study life.
Fortunately, after a few days of adjustment, her mental state has improved a lot, and now she has returned to her previous efficient learning state.
"Kaba and Boggart, huh?"
Dracula thought for a moment, remembering that on the weekend, Lupin had come to his office dutifully to hand over teaching work, and seemed to have mentioned that he had found a Boggart in an old wardrobe in the castle.
"Let me take a look... Yeah, I found you here as expected." He quickly found a Boggart from a box on the desk and took it out of the box. "Okay, let's review the previous content before this class..."
Halfway through his words, Dracula's expression suddenly darkened.
The shape of the Boggart kept changing, as if it was thinking about what Dracula in front of it would be afraid of.
Finally, it shook violently and turned into a very regular sphere. Inside the sphere was a picture -
A figure who looked very similar to Dracula was sitting on a chair in deep thought. There was nothing around him and the expression on his face was lifeless and extremely bored.
Dracula: “…”
"What an unpleasant species..."
In order to keep the class going, he suppressed his inner desire to kill the Boggart and stuffed it back into the box again.
"Line up and come one by one. I'll see who still hasn't learned how to deal with Boggarts. I'll take good care of him!"
The young wizards in the audience lined up excitedly, stood in front of the podium one by one, and looked at Dracula eagerly.
Professor Lupin's class had been very clear, and they were all very confident that they could easily deal with the Boggart. Only Neville had a sad face -
When Neville was alone with the Boggart during the Defense Against the Dark Arts class last week, he turned into Professor Snape, the person he feared the most.
Under Professor Lupin's guidance, he successfully used magic to transform Snape into a funny image, wearing Neville's grandmother's clothes and walking around the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom in women's clothing.
The little wizards of Gryffindor were eager to see the fun and soon spread the news.
After Snape learned about this, he took even more harsh revenge on Neville in the Potions class. Neville didn't know how Professor Snape would treat him if he had to deal with Boggart again...
In addition to Neville who had a sad face, Harry also raised his hand in confusion.
"Professor, I didn't come to class last week and I don't know the spell to deal with Boggarts," he said.
"It's okay, you can be the last one in line." Dracula smiled indifferently, "Take a good look at what the students in front of you do, or ask Miss Granger to give you some tutoring. When you practice, I hope you can successfully cast the corresponding magic."
After hearing this, Hermione nodded confidently to Dracula, pulled Harry aside and whispered to him about the characteristics of Boggart and the defensive spells.
The other young wizards began to step forward one by one to deal with the poor Boggart -
Parvati Patil saw a mummy, and she skillfully used the corresponding spell to untie the bandage of the mummy, revealing the funny skin inside after drying; Seamus Finnigan saw a female ghost with a green face, and he used magic to turn the ugly female ghost into a beautiful female ghost; Ron saw a big spider, and he put skates on the spider; and Hermione saw Professor McGonagall holding a report card and telling her that she failed all the exams, so she used magic to change the "P" on the report card into an "O"...
It wasn't difficult to resist the Boggart's spell, and everyone did a good job.
However, when it was Neville's turn, he stood at the back of the team, somewhat at a loss, and was hesitant to stand in front of the podium.
"Besides Potter, you are the only one missing, Mr. Longbottom." Dracula urged, "Come here quickly, I'm still waiting to see Professor Snape in women's clothing!"
There were bursts of knowing laughter in the classroom.
Neville's face turned red. After all, he didn't want to let all his classmates wait for him alone, so he took two steps forward.
With a "pop", the Boggart really turned into Snape's appearance -
A thin body, straight greasy hair, sallow skin, cold and unfathomable eyes, a big hooked nose... But from Neville's performance, it can be seen that Snape this time seems to be more terrifying than last time.
He held a Potions textbook in his hand and walked towards Neville step by step, with the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sneer, as if to say: "Did you have fun in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Longbottom?"
Neville was so frightened that he was shaking all over. He held his wand tremblingly for a long time but didn't have the courage to lift it.
"Didn't you do well in Professor Lupin's class, Mr. Longbottom?" Dracula's voice appeared in Neville's ear. "Imagine something funny. You just need to force it to become something you think is funny."
"Doesn't Professor Snape's female clothing make you happy?"
"But... but, if Professor Snape hears about what happened in this class, he will never let me go." Neville stammered.
"Don't worry, if he causes trouble for you because of this, I will definitely do it for you." Dracula chuckled, "Don't doubt it, I will do what I say."
Neville looked up at Dracula's eyes which seemed to calm people down, and gradually he gathered up some courage and slowly raised his wand.
"Riddikulus!" he shouted, thinking of the clothes his grandmother used to wear.
The image of Snape, who was transformed from the Boggart, changed immediately. The black robe on his body turned into a long, lace-embroidered women's dress. He wore a tall hat on his head with an old worm-eaten withered specimen on the top of the hat. He held a huge red handbag in his hand.
"Snape" seemed frightened and staggered back two steps to Dracula's side.
Dracula looked at the "Snape" in female clothing in front of him with great interest and said "tsk".
"I heard that it was Professor Lupin who suggested that you change the image of the Boggart to resemble your grandmother's dress style?" he asked happily.
"Well... If it weren't for Professor Lupin, I wouldn't have thought of this method myself." Neville said weakly.
Although his words were still a little unconfident, at least they were not as scary as before... Snape in his old lady costume was really not scary.
"Tsk, it seems that Professor Lupin is not as serious as he seems." Dracula chuckled. "It seems that Snape is very familiar with Lupin and Sirius Black. Why don't we ask Snape what he thinks of the Azkaban escapee?"
"Professor, professor! Is it my turn?"
Harry's voice interrupted Dracula's thoughts.
Dracula turned his head and saw Harry ready to walk up to the Boggart next to the podium.
"Oh? It seems that you have learned the spell to resist the Boggart." He nodded, "Then come here, let me see how good you are at using this spell for the first time."
Dracula looked at Harry expectantly, wondering what exactly this savior chosen by Dumbledore would be afraid of.
Would the Boggart just conjure up Voldemort's bald head? That would be a lot of fun.
Harry took a deep breath and walked up to "Snape" who was wearing women's clothes.
"Snape" hesitated after seeing Harry, and his body suddenly swelled up...
As Dracula watched with interest, the Boggart suddenly transformed into a tattered black cloak.
Just when he thought that Voldemort's big bald head would appear above the black cloak, a rotten, glowing hand swayed under the cloak. Then, a long, trembling breath came out from an invisible mouth...
What Harry fears most is not Voldemort, but Dementors!
The Boggart-turned-Dementor slid silently towards Harry, taking a deep breath. Its penetrating power was so strong that it seemed to submerge Harry in ice water...
"Funny... funny..." Harry's mind was a little confused, and he uttered the spell incoherently.
Obviously, this method of chanting has absolutely no effect.
All the defense methods he had previously imagined in his mind were useless. Only when he actually faced the Dementors did he realize how much of an impact this thing that he feared most in his heart could have on him.
In Harry's eyes, the entire Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and the Dementor seemed to be melting...
He fell down again in the thick white fog. The woman's voice was louder than ever, echoing in his mind -
"Don't touch Harry! Don't touch Harry! Please... I'll do anything..."
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way, woman who's in the way!"
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"Harry!"
Harry came back to reality and found himself lying on the floor with his back facing up. The scene in the classroom came back to him, and Hermione and Ron were standing around him, looking at him with concern.
"I'm sorry, Professor..." He murmured weakly, sitting up from the ground, feeling cold sweat running down behind his glasses, "I'm sorry, I didn't complete your task."
"Your situation seems a little special." Dracula looked at Harry, who was sweating profusely, and said thoughtfully, "Dementors obviously cause the deepest fear in your heart more than Boggarts, so Boggart took advantage of the situation and turned into the appearance of Dementors."
He had already caught the Boggart and put it back into its original box, with some curiosity in his eyes.
"Can you please tell me what kind of scene you saw before you fell into a coma?" Dracula asked.
Harry opened his mouth, his lips trembling, and he was unable to force himself to describe what he had just seen in words.
"It doesn't matter if you can't explain it. Just get used to it slowly." Dracula waved his hand. "It seems that I have to teach you how to resist two kinds of dark creatures at the same time, otherwise you won't even be able to pass the Boggart test."
"Two creatures..." Harry was stunned for a moment, then a look of joy appeared on his face.
He suddenly realized that Professor Dracula was not only going to teach him how to resist Boggarts, but also how to resist Dementors!
"Okay, review time is over." Dracula casually threw the box containing the Boggart into the cabinet under the desk, then walked up to the podium, "Next, let's start our content today-"
"How to ward off Dementors!"
He thought of the annoying Dementors that the Ministry of Magic had placed around Hogwarts, and the young wizards' disgust and rejection of those Dementors. An extremely interesting picture emerged in his mind -
A group of young wizards raised their wands, and each of them summoned a patronus, using silver light to fight against the Dementors and drive them far away from the castle.
This scene must be spectacular and refreshing.
It's just that it's a bit difficult to achieve.
"Professor, as far as I know, the Patronus Charm is not a magic that we can learn in our grade." Hermione raised her hand and retorted, "I heard that even adult wizards rarely can use this spell proficiently."
"Of course, Miss Granger, there is nothing wrong with your conclusion." Dracula chuckled, "But isn't this kind of thinking pattern meant to be broken?"
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