This Hogwarts is not normal

Boggarts, while incorporeal like dementors, aren't scary dark creatures.

One-on-one encounters are indeed scary, but as long as there are more than two people, Boggarts will mostly choose to scare everyone at the same time.

It can't be turned into two, so the last thing that turns out is a bunch of stitches.

Maybe it will be scarier, maybe it will be funny.

Lupine cites an example: "I saw a Bogut make this mistake once.

It tried to scare two people at the same time, but instead turned itself into a half-slug, which wasn't scary at all. "

Like most truly terrifying magical creatures, boggarts have a banishing spell of their own.

"It's a very simple spell, but it takes a lot of willpower."

Lupine glanced at Harry, "Remember, it's laughter that really kills a Boggart.

In other words, you also need to cooperate with this spell and imagine it as an image that you find funny. "

He took his hands off the cabinet. "Let's practice the spell without the wand, and say it after me—funny funny!"

"Funny funny—" the students pronounced it out.

There is almost no difficulty, and the tone of voice is the same as usual.

"Very good!" Lupine clapped his hands. "But it's just a relatively simple part. You must know that spells alone are not enough."

He looked at Neville who didn't shrink his neck any more, "It's up to you now, Neville."

Facing the trembling wardrobe, Neville took a deep breath before walking forward slowly.

"Very well, relax a little more." Lupine met his dodgy eyes,

"Neville, I want to ask you a very important question first. What are you most afraid of in this world?"

"S..." Neville uttered only one syllable, and the rest was too small to be heard.

Lupine said kindly, "I'm sorry, Neville, I didn't catch you."

Neville's neck relaxed as soon as it flinched.

His voice was very low, but he could still hear it: "Maybe it's Professor Snape, I'm always scared and running around."

The students laughed, and Neville grinned sheepishly.

Lupine looked thoughtful, "Professor Snape... um...

Neville, I assume you live with your grandma? "

"Er—yes." Neville shuddered, "but—but I don't want to turn Boggarts into grandma."

"No, you misunderstood." Lupine smiled. "Neville, can you tell us what your grandma usually wears?"

Neville gave a little surprise, "Well, she always wears a hat.

And it's a tall hat with a stuffed vulture on it, and a long skirt... usually green... and she sometimes wears a fox fur scarf. "

"And a handbag." Lupine asked, "Is that right?"

Neville nodded excitedly, "Yes, it's a big red handbag!"

Perhaps without the rumored amnesia, Lupine looked relieved,

"Well, Neville, can you picture these clothes clearly? I mean can you see them in your mind?"

"It should be possible." Neville's answer was a little uncertain.

It was already obvious what happened next.

When the boggart in the closet came out and saw him, he would instantly turn into Snape.

And all he had to do was raise his wand and say the spell.

"Neville, if all goes well, Professor Boggart Snape will be forced to wear that vulture hat, green dress, and big red handbag."

The students covered their bellies, laughing until tears came out.

Lupine waited patiently until they died down, "If Neville succeeds, the Boggart will turn its attention to each of us in turn.

I hope you all take a moment to think about what you are most afraid of and then imagine it as hilarious. "

The students quieted down and began to think.

Vincent is no exception.

Although the Boggart couldn't guess what he was thinking, he wanted to know what he was most afraid of.

Generally speaking, people are afraid of death.

But he had faced his own death before, and he was no longer afraid of it.

The answer, maybe it will be the corpses of relatives and friends.

The strong sense of frustration and powerlessness that struck silently made Vincent feel hopeless just thinking about it.

"Are you all ready?"

The students nodded.

Lupine took a few steps to the side, "Let's step back to make room for Neville.

After he finishes, I will call the next classmate to come up. "

The students stood against the wall, only Neville remained standing in front of the wardrobe.

He rolled up his sleeves with trembling hands, and drew out his wand as if facing a big enemy.

"I count to three, Neville." Lupine also drew his wand, aiming it at the rattling handle of the wardrobe,

"1—2—3—start!"

The red light of the unlocking spell hit the handle precisely.

The doors on both sides of the wardrobe were roughly pushed open by a pair of big hands, and the iconic hooked nose came into Neville's eyes the next moment.

Boggart Snape almost jumped out of the closet.

Neville took a small step back in fright, not daring to look directly into its perfectly imitated eyes.

They are so similar that even the movement of reaching out to take out the wand from the black robe is exactly the same.

But fakes are fakes after all.

Realizing this, Neville mustered up the courage to raise his wand.

The menacing Boggart Snape stared at him viciously, and the tip of his wand pointing to his forehead lit up with a dazzling red light.

"F—funny funny!" Neville screamed out the incantation.

Boggart Snape staggered as if he'd been whipped.

Its black robe turned into a long skirt printed with old-fashioned flower patterns, a moth-eaten vulture top hat suddenly covered his long greasy hair, and the wand in his hand was stretched into a large red handbag.

The students burst into laughter that seemed to shake the ceiling down.

Boggart Snape stopped, staring blankly at the large handbag in his hand.

This funny image and bewildered expression, coupled with Snape's iconic vicious gaze, made Neville, who laughed the most, lie on the floor with a smile.

No wonder I don't want to stay here, because I don't want to witness this scene.

Women's clothing Snape, poof... the sales of the photos will definitely beat Gwent's brand.

Lupine couldn't help laughing, too.

But he quickly stopped the smile on his face, "It's your turn, Ron!"

Neville hunched back.

As for Ron who was named, he couldn't laugh.

With a sad face, he walked forward stiffly.

Boggart Snape turned into a six-foot-tall spider covered in black fuzz with a snap.

It aggressively opened its chelicer-like limbs around its mouth and approached Ron with a rattling sound.

The whole school recognized that the cowardly Neville had done it, and there was no reason why he couldn't do it with a new wand.

"Funny funny!" Ron raised his wand violently and yelled a spell at it.

The big spider's legs were gone, and it fell to the ground and rolled around.

"what!

! ’ Lavender screamed and jumped aside.

The legless spider rolled to her feet.

Not scary, but disgusting.

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