Hogwarts Slytherin

Voldemort's curse has begun to take effect, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has officially entered the age of retirement.

Of course, only Reggie knows this now.

Professor MacMillan resigned last year for unknown reasons.

But compared to Professor Macmillan, who always talks about dark magic in a loving tone, Professor Prewett, who joined this year, gained the love of all the students in the college except Slytherin in just one week.

The Prewett family is also one of the 28 holy pure-blood families, but like Weasley, they were excluded from the mainstream pure-blood circles because they advocated being close to Muggles.

Professor Prewett is very approachable. He often makes little jokes with his classmates in class, making education entertaining. He is still very tolerant of those students who have poor grades.

So everyone has a good impression of him, after all, he is a bad student.

Defense Against the Dark Arts is a very important course for every young wizard, and it is almost the only class where most students can learn attack spells.

It focuses on cultivating students' practical skills. Since entering the third grade, they have begun to come into contact with some dangerous dark magical creatures.

"Today is a practical class. We are going to learn how to deal with Boggarts. Question, who can tell me the relevant information about Boggarts." Prewett dragged a dirty box and stood on the podium and said happily. .

"Miss Umbridge, please speak."

"Ahem~" Umbridge, whose name was called, stood up, cleared her throat, raised her chin slightly and spoke.

"The Boggart is a shape-shifting creature. No one has ever seen its true form. It will look into your heart and turn into the thing you fear most!"

"Well said, Gran——" Prewett quickly changed his words, "Two points for Slytherin!"

Slytherin hated him even more now.

Smiling awkwardly, Prewett continued: "Miss Umbridge is very right. Boggarts feed on fear, so they are also counted as dark magical creatures. Does anyone know how to deal with boggarts? "

His eyes wandered around Gryffindor, "It seems our Miss Evans knows!"

"The banishing spell for boggarts is: Funny."

"Not bad! Two points for Gryffindor." Prewett said with a smile, "Does anyone else want to add something?"

"The more people there are, the easier it is to deal with the Boggart, because it will not know what to turn into." Vivian raised her hand not to be outdone.

"Thank you Miss Shafiq for your addition." Professor Prewett nodded. "One point for Slytherin."

Vivian smiled at Reggie.

"Well, as Miss Evans said, the spell to defeat the Boggart is - funny, it is a very simple spell, but also very difficult. Because it requires a very strong willpower to use this spell, You have to concentrate on imagining it in a funny way."

Even in class, with lots of people around, it’s not easy to face your fears and think of them as jokes.

"Okay, don't be afraid, remember what I said - funny!" Professor Prewett demonstrated the spell-casting movements in slow motion.

"So, who wants to come first?"

Reggie raised his hand.

As early as the second grade, they had borrowed a Boggart from Professor McMillan for use in the Dementor Protection Spell experiment. To be honest, he was quite curious about what he was afraid of.

"Oh! Mr. Duke!" Professor Prewett shouted excitedly, telling Gryffindor and Slytherin to divide into two groups and line up, with Reggie standing at the front.

"Are you ready? Mr. Duke, remember, what you see is not true. Face the fear in your heart."

Reggie nodded.

"Then let's get started, look out! Three, two, one!"

"Click" Prewett opened the suitcase.

Reggie tightened the wand in his hand, and the people behind him were stretching their necks. It seemed that everyone was very curious about the thing that Reggie feared the most.

then.

The curiosity on everyone's faces turned into shock, even fear.

The smile on Prewett's face also solidified.

Coming out of the box is Reggie!

The prepared one said it was another Reggie.

Reggie was stunned when he saw "himself" in front of him. He originally thought that an iron chain would appear.

It's just that the "Rigi" the Boggart turned into is far different from him. Although he has the same appearance, the man opposite is wearing a black cloak. If you look closely, there is a scarlet light in the pupils, and the hands exposed outside the cloak are very... Pale, with a wand clutched at his fingertips.

What frightens others is that this "Rigi" has a very evil aura about him, which instinctively makes them feel uneasy.

Then the boggart "Rigi" began to move. He raised his hand and pointed the wand in his hand forward.

"Mr. Duke!" Professor Prewett, who was the first to react, shouted from the side.

Reggie looked at "himself" pointing the wand at him. This scene overlapped with his last dream.

Is this my deepest fear?

"Funny." He waved the wand in his hand, suppressing the strangeness in his heart and chanted the spell.

The "Reggie" transformed by the Boggart began to point the wand in his hand at "himself" - "Crush the bones!"

Reggie: "..."

Professor Prewett: "..."

Teachers: "..."

Everyone couldn't help but shudder as they listened to the Boggart's shrill wails caused by its own torture.

"Ahem! Merlin, I mean well done... Next up! Sirius!"

Sirius glanced at Reggie with complicated eyes, and then walked forward.

Almost as soon as he moved forward, the Boggart couldn't wait to change.

"Reggie" turned into a middle-aged woman wearing a black velvet dress - Walburga Black. She looked at Sirius in front of her and kept spouting "prodigal son, family shame, waste" and " Dirty words such as mudblood and crazy old man.

Many people in Slytherin recognized this woman's identity, but like Gryffindor, they still looked at Mrs. Black in disbelief.

Sirius smiled nonchalantly and said casually: "Funny."

"Bang" the Boggart turned into a big black dog with its tongue sticking out, barking "woof, woof, woof" at everyone, and its tail shook like a propeller.

"Perfect! Ten points for Gryffindor!" Professor Prewett shouted excitedly. "Next person!"

When Umbridge's Boggart turned into a stripped kitten, Professor Prewett breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, the class was finally moving in a normal direction.

"Next, James!"

James walked forward excitedly and scratched the back of his head in confusion as he looked at the Boggart that suddenly disappeared in front of him.

"Hey! Good boy!" Professor Prewett looked at Potter with the eyes of a son, "It seems you are fearless!"

Potter puffed up his chest proudly, thought of something, and showed a silly smile in Lily's direction.

"Next! Miss Carlo!"