Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

"Well... I guess I'm not afraid of Voldemort anymore."

Harry swallowed and imagined what Voldemort would look like with hair and a nose.

He remembered the face on the back of Quilinas Quirrell's head when he was in the first grade, and felt a chill, and couldn't help but shudder.

"It's better... let him have no hair and no nose. That will at least be more pleasing to the eye. If he grows a nose and hair, I'm afraid I will be disgusted to death."

Harry touched the goosebumps on his arms.

Albert glanced at Harry in confusion. It seemed that Voldemort's methods had always been problematic. The Dark Lord was deliberately trying to get Harry Potter, his destined enemy, to have a duel with him, and then be "honest and fair". Kill Harry to achieve the effect of establishing power.

But actually?

He just needs to cast a hair growth spell on himself, or buy a hair growth potion or something like that (although this may not be available in the UK, otherwise Mr. Weasley's forehead would not be so reflective).

It scared Harry to death, and he didn't even have to do anything!

See?I, the Dark Lord Voldemort, am so powerful!

Of course, these are just Albert's imagination and are impossible to achieve.

"Alas..." Albert sighed.

He was thinking: If Voldemort was really so "open-minded and broad-minded", he would be in trouble.

Dumbledore can never plot against him, the Dark Lord with no rules...

So he still likes the stupid Voldemort in the original book. Poor him, he is only -1 years old at this time, and he is still playing role-playing with small animals in Albania!

"What are you sighing for, Albert, it's your turn," Lupine greeted. He looked at Albert and remembered the patron saint who was still fresh in his memory on the train. This student was really hard to see through, but he was definitely , his magic level must be very high.

"I really hope your biggest fear is also Snape..." He was tinkering, but it was unclear and Albert didn't hear it clearly.

"Professor, what did you say?"

"Nothing, I want you to go up quickly and overcome the fear in your heart." Lupine retreated to the middle of the students and stood next to Ron.

Albert shrugged, stood in front of the Boggart, and activated Occlumency.

But the next second, the mouse in Ron's pocket began to act evil. Peter Pettigrew jumped hard in his pocket and suddenly jumped to the floor, landing right between Albert and Boggart.

"Scabbers!" Ron wanted to go up and catch Scabbers. This little mouse was really naughty. He started to disobey his master just because he had some abilities.

But Professor Lupine blocked him, "Wait a minute, don't disturb Albert yet, your mouse won't be lost."

The Boggart began to change, stretch, tighten...and then an Albert wearing a school uniform appeared in front of everyone, but it was different from the real Albert. This Albert's face revealed ferociousness and evil. .

"Wow~⊙o⊙, cool, what you fear most is yourself." There was a burst of admiration from Gryffindor.

"No." Albert shook his head, took a deep look at the mouse on the ground, and flew the mouse back to Ron's pocket.

The boggart has lost its purpose and doesn't know what to become.

Professor Lupine glanced at Albert and Ron's mice in surprise. At this time, Scabbers was being held by Ron. His whole body was tightly wrapped by Ron's hands. From the outside, there was only one mouse. He couldn't see anything in his head. Lu Ping shook his head, thinking that he was thinking too much.

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Albert actually wanted to know what he was most afraid of, but he wanted to know whether the Boggart could break his Occlumency. If so, this creature would be worth entering the laboratory for research... just like the ghost lady Victoria. Same.

But he thought highly of the Boggart. In front of Albert, the Boggart kept changing, sometimes becoming a mummy, sometimes turning into a big spider, or a big gray ball, constantly changing, but not fixed.

It seems that the Boggart cannot penetrate Albert's Occlumency.

"Okay, your weakness allowed you to escape." Albert muttered and slowly turned off the Occlumency.

At this moment, Albert clearly felt that his brain was being "scanned" and the Boggart was reading his memory.

Then the Boggart in front of him began to change, and it turned into a bubble.

Outside the staff room window, sunlight shines in, and the bubbles reflect the misty light.

Colors began to appear on it, and they were sketched one by one, gradually forming a picture: a baby in swaddling clothes, a dilapidated orphanage, a silver-haired old lady going shopping...

Scenes flashed by, showing everything since Albert was reborn!

The screen flashed very quickly, but some key scenes were still left, such as Albert winning the first prize in the primary school mathematics Olympiad, receiving newspaper publishing fees, and comforting Hermione, who came second every time...

Until an owl flew over...

"Funny!" Albert moved and read aloud.

Things after that are forbidden to be played. The Fire, the Animagus, the Unforgivable Curse, the sluggish Ash Snake, Tom's diary, etc. are not for others to see.

So he took action, and the bubble burst with a crisp sound, and a few water droplets splashed onto Albert's clothes.

"What is that?" Simo asked. In his opinion, this was not scary at all. The previous mummies, big spiders, and female ghosts at least looked very scary.

what is this?

It's just a small bubble, what's the secret inside?

Could it be...

Seamus looked at Albert and started to look strange: So that's why you pulled the curtain so tight!

An expression that says I understand, I understand.

Albert shook his head. There was no excuse. Only he understood what it was. The bubbles were a metaphor for dreams. They seemed to be flying high in the air, but they were floating without roots and would burst as soon as they were poked.

What he was afraid of was that everything he was experiencing now was a dream.

In this world, his life is much more exciting than before. Until now, he is deeply obsessed with this world.

Rebirth, time travel?

How could a plot that only appeared in online novels appear in his body, Albert?

But the fact is that it happened, and the reality is right in front of him. If it is really a dream, how can the dream be looked down upon and grasped by him "condescendingly"?

Albert instantly activated Occlumency and eliminated external disturbances. Everything he experienced was real!

"Well done, Albert, next - Harry!" said Lupine.

He didn't ask about Albert's fears like other students, just like he was afraid of the full moon. Everyone had their own unique experiences that gave rise to different fears.

Like now Harry, the son of his closest brother.

He didn't know what Harry was afraid of, but he guessed that there was a high probability that it would be Voldemort, the evil wizard who caused irreparable harm to Harry.

"Harry, come on, don't be shy." Lupine pulled Harry to the front and asked him to face the Boggart alone.

Harry stood in front of the Boggart, looking a little overwhelmed. The knuckles of his hand holding the wand were slightly white.

In fact, Harry's biggest fear was the Dementors. It felt very unpleasant. Seeing this rotting body shrouded under the black robe, all the cells in Harry's body were tangled together.

The woman's screams rang out in my brain again, as well as the shame caused by the last time I fainted...

Family affection, and the fragile self-esteem of teenagers?

Harry didn't know why, but the needle-like pain in his brain was getting worse.

His legs and feet were not in control and could not use any strength. It was as if he had been "separated from flesh and blood" and he would soon fall to the ground. Fortunately, Lupine reacted in time and rushed forward to help Harry.

"Funny" Lupine said a Funny to the Boggart before stuffing it into the closet.

Lupine gave five points to every student who succeeded in fighting the Boggart, especially Neville. He gave Neville ten points, "Everyone did well and the class was a success. Homework, Please read the chapter on Boggarts and summarize it in simple words... Due next Monday. That's all."

"Okay, that's it for today!" Lu Ping bowed to his classmates and received applause from all the students. This was the best Defense Against the Dark Arts class they had taken in several years.

The class was dismissed. To be precise, this was another class with an accident, although it was not Lu Ping's fault.