"Okay, I won't scare you."

Lupin's originally slightly tense face showed a somewhat mischievous smile, and after realizing that he was being teased by the professor, the students let out a long 'huh~' to show their dissatisfaction.

But compared with serious professors, professors who can play with them are indeed more likely to gain their closeness and favor.

"There's a Boggart in there, and while I personally think the Boggart should be in the third year curriculum, Professor Snape has repeatedly insisted that you learn the real Defence Against the Dark Arts and not play tricks."

Lupin spread his hands, "The result is obvious, I was persuaded by him, he told me that you are all excellent students, you are all growing up fast, maybe there will be one of you on the list of the next Triwizard Tournament, so you should be prepared for the Triwizard Tournament in advance." ”

"Back to business, let's talk about Boggart."

"Boggart likes dark and enclosed spaces, such as wardrobes, crevices under beds, cupboards under sinks, etc., I've seen a Boggart who has made his home in the old clock, and there are many places in Hogwarts where Boggart hides, such as a forgotten secret room in the castle, or a room like this that no one cleans and stores old things."

"But don't worry, Boggart doesn't hurt people directly, although at some point, they will scare you a lot, but as long as you learn how to deal with it properly, then they won't cause too much trouble."

"Can anyone tell me what a Boggart is?"

Lupin glanced at the students in front of him, and when he saw that no one raised their hand immediately, he looked at a boy standing next to Harry.

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Nanaway." Neville swallowed nervously, "Neville Longbottom, Professor. ”

"Very well, Neville, although I haven't read your homework yet, I'm sure you've all done it, so let's tell you what a Boggart is."

"It's a metamorphosis. Shapeshifting magical creatures. Neville stammered, but as he spoke, Harry's palm patted lightly on his shoulder, as if injected with courage, and Neville's voice became much more fluent, "Professor Snape told us that the Boggart don't have an exact form, because no one has ever seen them in real form, and that the Boggart will become the thing people fear the most, anything. ”

"That's a good point." Lupin took the lead in applauding Neville, and after being surrounded by applause, Neville lowered his head a little shyly, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, he did it again, instead of messing up a thing! Compared to when he first came to Hogwarts, Neville has grown a lot and is much more confident.

"But I can add here something that is not written in the book, which I discovered by accident, I once lived in a room with a boggart for a while, and there should not be many wizards in such close proximity, and I admit that it was not a pleasant time, because the first thing you see when you wake up is what you fear the most."

"You can imagine yourself coming face to face with something you're afraid of."

The little wizards made up for a moment, then shook their goosebumps in unison, and their eyes at Lupin also carried a hint of admiration for the warrior.

"In your first year, Professor Grindelwald used Dementors as classroom experiments to teach you, so you all have a pretty clear understanding of Dementors, right?"

The little wizards nodded, although the Dementors are indeed very scary, but they are too scared and just like that, isn't it just to absorb happiness, as long as they are not sucked too much, children at this age have a way to have fun, and children's happiness is much easier to obtain than adults.

Some of the people even grabbed the Dementor's head and ripped off the bandages that covered their faces, and to make up for the mental damage caused by seeing the Dementor's ugly face, the daring creature stuffed a thick carrot into the Dementor O-type's mouth.

This is definitely not someone with the surname Ha, it is all for serious magical research.

"If I tell you that there is a certain similarity between Boggart and Dementors, it should not be difficult for you to understand, simply put, Dementors will sow despair and actively absorb the happy emotions in you, while the Boggart will passively absorb the fearful emotions in you."

"In a frightening way, Boggart is able to absorb fear and grow, which is why our laughter will be the ultimate weapon to defeat Boggart, because he can't scare us, and the Boggart who scares us is scared by us."

"Laughter without fear is the power to kill them completely, but in general, we just need to repel them or drive them away, and the house with the presence of the Boggart will be free from many disturbances, such as annoying bugs and mice, and the Boggart will not eat them, but will scare them away."

"Alright, let's practice the spell against Boggart, which requires your concentration, just like when you are learning Transfiguration."

"Let's not draw our wands and read them with me—funny."

"Funny funny!"

The whole class recites the sermon together, and it is indeed a very simple mantra that does not even require a rigorous break in a sentence.

"Good, very good."

Lupin pulled away the clutter that was stuck in front of the closet and made some space.

"Anyone wants to be the first to try? Oh, Neville? Come on, kid, I'm sure you can. ”

Neville's unexpected hand made him the first to eat the crab, and although Neville's heart was beating like a drum and his hands and feet were trembling with nervousness, he still gritted his teeth and took a step forward, standing in front of the closet.

"Ready, wand raised, I'll count one, two, three—"

The door to the closet opened, and an old lady of medium height, but wearing a vulture taxidermy hat, a green cloak, and a fox fur scarf, walked out with a steadied face, and the moment she appeared, Neville barely managed to hold his wand.

The students on the side also held their breath, Old Lady Longbottom had a quiet aura of her own, even if it was just a copy of Boggart, but Neville's impression of his grandmother was too deep to be overly realistic.

"I can't do it, professor, I can't do it."

Neville was almost driven crazy at this point, he knew the power of spells very well, and who wouldn't dare not listen carefully to Snape's theoretical lessons?

The spell is to force Boggart to transform into what the wizard thinks is funny, but he can't give his grandmother any weird look, right, it makes people laugh, after the laughter is over. Neville, he's done.

This is no less than your mother and your girlfriend falling into the water at the same time, who do you save first.

Neville's brain was almost burned out, and he almost fainted on the spot as he watched his grandmother get closer and closer, but when he remembered the applause that echoed around him before, and Professor Lupin's eager eyes with encouragement, Neville's mind suddenly flashed with a flash of inspiration!

"Funny funny!"

He almost shouted the incantation, and Boggart, who had been pressing on him, paused in place, and some noticeable changes appeared in it.

Neville's grandmother was still dressed in her original attire, but her whole person had changed drastically.

Mo was about 1.7 meters tall, and the original wrinkled skin became tight, revealing a dewy whiteness, and the serious old lady had regressed decades of time in just a few seconds, and came to the age when Neville saw when he looked through the photo album, when his grandmother was young and took a photo with his grandfather.

But the super-teenage version of Mrs. Longbottom, who is in her early twenties, is a charming girl, and when she looks at her grandmother when she is younger, Neville's nervousness and fear disappear at once.

A low 'wow' came from the boys' mouths, and even the girls couldn't help but envy the fair and delicate skin, Neville's grandfather was a very blessed man, and he married a very beautiful wife.

"Clever, Neville, you've surprised me, it's amazing, it's outstanding!"

An excited-looking Neville only had time to nod excitedly, and he stepped aside so that the next person could step forward.

"Hurry up, whoever comes next, all line up."

Neville got off to a good start, and the little wizards after that jumped excitedly, one by one, they stepped forward, one by one chanted incantations, and the Boggart transformed into many things that scared the little wizards, but in the end they all turned funny.

The dozens of people present had a great time, this practical class was the best class they had ever experienced, and Professor Grindelwald's class was of course very good, but they couldn't show such a smile in Grindelwald's class, after all, there were Dementors, and it was hard to laugh out loud.

Towards the end of the lesson, almost everyone had a good time with Boggart, the only one who didn't come forward was Harry, and grabbing toys with children was not his favorite thing to do.

"It's your turn, Harry, you've already dealt with the Boggart, do you want to try?"

Lupin certainly didn't think Harry would be intimidated by Boggart, to be honest, Harry was the most capable little wizard Lupin had ever met, and he wasn't one of them, he was so mature that he didn't look like a child at all, and he didn't even look like him.

"Of course, I'm actually curious about what I'm afraid of."

"Could it be a mystery man?"

A bold little wizard asked Harry cautiously, and the room fell silent for a moment.

"Voldemort?" Harry scratched his head, "It's hard for him to scare me. ”

Harry couldn't say that he had beaten Voldemort's remnants last year, and there was no fear at all, Voldemort was afraid of him.

"Don't always believe in those nonsense stories, haven't you heard your mother say that children who don't sleep at night will be captured by old witches and so on?"

A few knowing little wizards laughed when they ate and ate.

"Voldemort is the same, his name is not under a spell, to be honest, this guy is a country terrorist, it's not a big deal."

Harry walked to the front of the closet, took the white ivory in his hand, and nodded to Lupin.

The closet door opened immediately, and Harry stared expectantly into the darkness inside, waiting for something to strike fear into it.

But a minute passed. Two minutes passed, the bell rang at the end of class, and there was no movement in the cabinet.

"You're out to scare me!"

Harry, who was a little angry, put his wand away, grabbed the cabinet and put his hand inside, and the thud of chickens and dogs kept ringing, and at the moment when everyone was full of black lines, Harry, who seemed to have caught something, suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Heh, you still want to run?"

A thick, black cloud of shape-shifting smoke was grasped in Harry's palm.

"Make a trick for my uncle, if you can't scare me, I'll do it."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey~hahahahahaha~"

"I'm going to scare you."

Under Harry's nightly smile, the shivering Boggart exploded into a cloud of smoke with a thud.

"Am I scaring the hell out of it?"

A stunned Harry glanced at Lupin, but only received a wry smile of helplessness.

(End of chapter)