The faculty lounge was a long, unmatched stretch of old chairs, where only one teacher was there. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was Professor Snape, the professor of the morning Potions class, who was sitting in a low armchair, the student of this class: he was looking in all directions when he entered.

His eyes lit up and a sarcastic smile hung over his lips when he realized that he was the only one among the faculty members.

Professor Lupin came in and closed the door behind him, at which point Snape said, "Don't close it, Lupin." I'd better not look at it. ”

He stood up and paced past the class, black robes fluttering behind him.

Arriving on the porch, he turned and said, "Lupin, probably no one warned you, but Neville Longbottom is in this class." I advise you not to ask him to do anything hard unless Miss Granger whispers instructions in his ear. ”

Neville's face was flushed, he was nervous before he entered the door, for fear that he would make a mess like the Dueling Club again, Hermione and them comforted him for a long time before he eased up, only to Snape's words to instantly shatter his little hope.

Harry glared at Snape, angry in his heart, but he knew it was worse enough to say nothing about him bullying Neville in his own class, let alone in front of the other teachers.

Professor Lupin raised an eyebrow.

"I wanted Neville to be my assistant in the first phase of the operation," he said. "I'm sure he'll do a good job. ”

Neville's face was redder now, if he could. Although the Slytherin student next to him scoffed as much as he could, his expression did stretch a lot.

Snape's lips furrowed, and he left, slamming the door shut.

"Now, in this way," Professor Lupin said, beckoning the class to the end of the lounge.

There was nothing there, only an old wardrobe, where the faculty kept their surplus robes.

Professor Lupin walked over to the closet and stood still, the closet suddenly swayed and slammed against the wall.

"Don't worry. Professor Lupin said calmly, as several of the students jumped back in fright. "There's a Boggart in there. ”

But the tossing movement made most people feel that they really need to worry. Vio thought they might have imagined the Boggart as a man-eating monster with fangs and claws, but in reality, Lupin would teach this part first, simply because he had made great progress in practicing the Patronus Charm with the Boggart.

Neville glanced at Professor Lupin, his eyes full of horror, and Seamofinigan peeked in fear at the now-shaking doorknob.

"Boggart likes dark, enclosed spaces," says Professor Lupin, "the closet, the space under the bed, the cupboard under the sink, and once I came across an old clock hidden in my grandfather's clock."

"This one moved in yesterday afternoon, and I asked the principal if the faculty could leave it alone and give my third-graders some hands-on opportunities.

"So, the first question we have to ask ourselves is, what is a Boggart?"

Hermione quickly raised her hand, and Lupin smiled at her, Hermione was greatly encouraged, and the environment in which she spoke was a world away from the morning.

"It's something that morphs," she said, "and it can be presented as whatever image it thinks scares us the most." ”

"I couldn't have said any better," Professor Lupin said, Hermione smugly, "so the Boggart sitting in the dark in the closet hasn't yet taken on any form." It doesn't know what scares the people outside the door.

"No one knows what Boggart looks like when he's alone, but when I release it, it immediately becomes the most feared thing for each of us. ”

"That means," Professor Luhu said, deliberately ignoring Neville's slight voice of terror, "that we had a huge advantage over Boggart before we started. Have you found that advantage, Harry?"

Hermione sat next to Harry, tiptoeing up and down. Her hand was raised again, and in this case, it would be embarrassing to answer the question, but Harry couldn't help but answer.

"Oh, because there are so many of us, it doesn't know what to become, is it?"

"Not bad at all. Professor Lupin said, and Hermione put her hand down, looking a little disappointed.

"The best thing to do when dealing with Boggart is to have a lot of people. It's smeared. What should it become? Is it a headless corpse, or is it a carnivorous slug? I once saw a boggett make the mistake of trying to scare two people at the same time, so he turned himself into a half-slug. Not scary at all.

"The spell to fight off the Boggart is simple, but it takes willpower. You know, what really scared Boggart off was laughter. All you have to do is force it to turn into what you think is a ridiculous image.

"Let's talk about this spell without a wand. Say to me, "Funny funny." ”

"Funny, funny!" the class said in unison.

"Good," said Professor Lupin, "good. But, I'm afraid that's just the easy part. You know, this mantra alone is not enough. It's up to you, Neville. The wardrobe shook again, but not as much as Neville, who walked forward like he was on the gallows.

In the end, he knelt directly on the ground when he was still one step away, hugged his head with trembling hands, and said, "No, I really can't"

Lupin nodded, his voice still calm, "Then, Neville, you take a look at what the others are doing first, and prepare for a while, I believe that when you are prepared, you will definitely be able to do it." ”

Neville relaxed a lot at once.

Lupin then asked the Slytherin students to come first, and Pansy was the first to stand in front.

"So Pansy, first thing you say, 'What fear you have the most in the world?'" said Lupin.

Pansy was surprised that Professor Lupin called her by her first name instead of someone else's last name, as a teacher would normally do, but she answered the question anyway, although with a disdainful smile on her lips: "Of course, I am very afraid that there will be no new clothes in the store." ”

Lupin winked at the answer, and the Slytherin students laughed.

"No, not the things that are most feared, but the people and things that are most feared. Lupin knew that Pansy had deliberately answered him like this, but still patiently corrected him.

"Oh," said Pansy, raising her voice deliberately, "but that's what I'm afraid of." ”

Everyone looked at Lupin, waiting to see what he would do.

The Gryffindor students couldn't hold it anymore, and Hermione whispered angrily in the crowd, "Why did Professor Lupin ask her, the person whose brain was kicked by a cow's hooves?" ”

Everyone thought that Lupin should give Slytherin a hard 50 points deduction and then send Pansy to the confinement.

But Lupin just nodded faintly, "It's okay, it seems that you didn't understand the definition of Boggart, so let Daphne behind you come first." ”

Pansy saw that he had sent herself away so lightly, but felt that she had no face, so she had to step aside.

But as Daphne walked past her, she coughed quietly, and Daphne turned pale and ignored her.

"Daphne, what are you most afraid of?" Lupin asked.

"Ahem, ahem. Pansy coughed loudly.

Daphne looked back from time to time, seeming hesitant.

Lupin then asked Pansy with concern: "Pansy, I think you should go to Madam Pomfrey, your throat will go bad if you cough like this, go ahead, you can come to me for tutoring at any time after the course progress." ”

Pansy hurriedly refused: "No, no, my throat"

"You've been coughing, go to Madam Pomfrey. Lupin said in a calm, unobjectionable tone.

Pansy looked around in a daze, and Nott tugged at her dress, signaling that she had better leave immediately.

Pansy nodded and left the classroom.

In this way, Daphne, who was standing in front of the cabinet, privately felt relieved, and now, no one would stop her from doing what Professor Lupin told her that she was a student, and in any case, she did not want to offend a professor first. In particular, Daphne felt that a professor who could call everyone by name would be a good professor.

"I'm most afraid of female ghosts," Daphne said.

"Well, can you come up with something that will make a female ghost interesting?" Lupin enticed.

Daphne hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"If Daphne succeeds, this Boggart may turn his attention to each of you. "Now, I want each of you to take a moment to think about what you are most afraid of, and then imagine how you can force it to become something ridiculous." ”

"Now, Daphne, we're going to step back," said Professor Lupin, "and I'll call the next man to come forward, and now, everyone, get back, and let Daphne have an open space!"

Everyone stepped back to the wall, leaving Daphne alone by the closet. Daphne looked nervous, but she clenched her wand and didn't take a step back.

"I'll count to three, Daphne," Professor Lupin said, pointing his wand at the closet, "One, two, three, start!"

A burst of sparks shot from the end of the Professor's wand, and the sparks hit the handle of the closet door, causing the closet door to burst open.

A purple-haired girl jumped out and threw several toads at Daphne. (To be continued.) )