In stark contrast to the popular Defence Against the Dark Arts, Potions class is nothing short of terrible.

Snape is in a particularly bad mood these days, and everyone knows why.

Boggart took on Snape's form, Neville dressed him in his grandmother's clothes, and the news quickly spread through the school like wildfire.

Professor Snape didn't seem to find this interesting at all.

From then on, as soon as he heard Professor Lupin's name mentioned, his eyes glared viciously.

In Ravenclaw, there are only two young wizards who can go unreprimanded: one is Allen and the other is Michael Corner.

Michael is gifted with potions.

After an incident to protect Luna against Malfoy, Michael quickly marries with Alan.

Alan thinks that although this guy is a little pompous and likes to brag about himself, he has black hair, is affectionate, and brave and responsible, and is a suitable person to be friends.

The Ravenclaw training camp can finally be officially launched.

Under the initiative of Ellen's house-elf, Maggie, the entire Hogwarts house-elf paid attention to the creatures like Boggart.

A house-elf rummaged through an old cabinet in an attic and found a Boggart.

Boggart took on Dumbledore's form and handed him a piece of clothing.

"Fanta freaked out!" Maggie said after handing the Boggart to Allen, "but it thought it had to complete the mission, so it took the Boggart back as Professor Dumbledore." ”

That scene, Alan couldn't imagine!

"Maggie, you've done a great job, you've done a great job!" Alan couldn't help but laugh.

He never doubted the ability of house-elves to execute, and they would do whatever it took to fulfill their master's orders.

Led by Maggie, Alan went to the kitchen to thank the elves.

When Alan handed out the pastries prepared by Mrs. Harris to the elves, the elves excitedly said that the Ravenclaw wizards would get enough pastries and drinks for supper after training.

Everything was ready, and after discussing with Penello, Alan issued a notice for the evening training camp.

At dinner, the young wizards of Ravenclaw were talking happily about the evening training, and everyone was looking forward to it.

At eight o'clock in the evening, almost all of the Ravenclaws gathered in the Charms classroom.

The Charms classroom was set up as a training ground, and at the back of the classroom, there was an old wooden cabinet with a simple shape.

Inside, Boggart heard the sound outside and slammed the cabinet into a "bang".

Penelope stepped up to the podium, "Hello everyone: I'm Penelope, and it's great to see the Ravenclaws gathered together. We all know that Dementors are stationed around the school right now. None of us can guarantee that at any point, they will burst into the campus and cause us harm. ”

Penelope paused and continued, "So, with the consent of Professors Dumbledore and Flitwick, we decided to conduct an intensive training session every Sunday night to learn the Patronus Charm. ”

The applause below rang out.

Allen saw that even Luna was slapping enthusiastically, clearly interested.

Penelope pressed his hands down, and the auditorium fell silent.

"Alan Harris, who successfully fended off hundreds of Dementors on the Hogwarts Express, and he is our main trainer, agree?"

"Alan is the main trainer. Edward said at once, looking at him as if Penelope had gone mad.

"That's right, but I think we should have an official election," Penelope said calmly, "so that he can be officially empowered." So- who thinks Alan should be our main trainer?"

All hands up, even the Ravenclaws in seventh grade.

"Thank you for your trust in me. Alan politely bowed in thanks.

His unhurried demeanor won even more enthusiastic applause from the young wizards.

When the applause stopped, Penelope said: "I will be Allen's assistant, responsible for some communication, check-in, and organizational work." If you can't come to practice due to special circumstances, you have to ask me for leave. Students who do not come for three times will be deemed to have given up participating. ”

Penelope's expression was extremely serious, and he had an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

"Due to the limited space and the fact that we only have one Bogert, every student needs to cherish their practice opportunities. Also, we do not accept applications from other faculties. ”

Alan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt Penelope's gaze spin around him.

"Let them envy them!"

"We've got Alan!"

Amid a whisper of approval and laughter, Penelope handed the podium to Alan.

"Thank you Penelope," Alan said as she sat down, "and I think we need to know something about Dementors and Patronus before we practice. ”

"Can anyone tell us about the Dementors?" Alan looked down at the students under the podium, and found the feeling of being in a public class in his previous life.

Luna was the first to raise her hand.

Alan nodded in Luna's direction.

"Wherever the Dementor passes, it sucks pleasure and reminds you of the most terrible things, and the "mouth" under his hood sucks people's souls. They guarded Azkaban. Only the Patronus Charm can be banished. ”

Luna uttered a long passage like a hymn.

Those who knew her looked at her in surprise, it turned out that the mad girl would have said so many things.

"Very well said, thank you, Luna. Alan smiled and nodded at Luna.

Penelope suddenly stood up and added, "Actually, the Dementor has no facial features, and there is a hole where it should have a mouth, which can suck people's happy memories away. It is only through the sense of smell that people can be consumed by smell. The Dementors' deadliest weapon is known as the "Dementor Kiss", which is the equivalent of killing. ”

Penelope's impassioned voice suddenly fell.

"As long as the brain and heart are working, you can live even without a soul, but you no longer have a sense of self, no more memories, no more ...... Anything, and without the slightest hope of recovery, you just live. An empty shell. Your soul is missing...... Gone. ”

The Ravenclaws listened attentively, and they became more aware of the need to learn the Patronus Charm.

"Thank you, Penelope, for being very clear. Alan smiled.

Then, handouts flew from the podium to the hands of the little wizards.

It was the first time for the young wizards of other grades to see Alan hand out handouts like this, and they were very surprised.

Even a few seventh-graders marveled at the precise manipulation of Ellen's magic.