The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

crazy stuff?

Snape's emphasis caught their attention, especially when the wardrobe at the end of the room suddenly shook, banging against the wall behind it like a madman.

"Don't worry, there's only a Boggart in there," Lupine said calmly, standing in front of them.

Boggarts, like dementors, are non-existent creatures that transcend life and death. No one knows what a Boggart looks like, because the moment a person sees this creature, it will immediately become something that the seer fears .

It will disappear, but at the same time new Boggarts will be born elsewhere to take their place.

"Boggarts' transformations are probing, but they can't imitate the same power or magic." Lupine slowly approached the old wardrobe, "so most of the time, wizards use it to overcome fear"

Although Boggarts also need to rely on human emotions to survive, they like to hide in dark places and deliberately make movements to attract others and scare them.

"Then is it a born master of intuition?" Hermione immediately raised her hand to speak.

"Unfortunately, it's not... Boggarts are more like a collection of wills." Lupine looked at her appreciatively, "It can sense all consciousness with fear, but for your wonderful question, la Winklaue five points"

Hermione glanced at Cyrus triumphantly, and then put down the arm hidden in the boy's waist.

"So can it turn into invisible fear?" Cyrus asked immediately, feeling the danger of leaving, "For example, fear of the dark, fear caused by some kind of mental illness...deep-sea phobia, claustrophobic patients, etc."

"That's a good question! But Boggart knows how to express it with materialized scenes... It's like a Muggle movie, and Hufflepuff also gets five points!!"

Very well, Hermione's hand gave him another sneaky twist.

Even though they were a couple, Hermione was still working hard for the House Cup, and Cyrus was just there to amuse her.

It's costly, but...he likes it.

Boggart, also known as "bogan" or "boggle", in Celtic mythology, is a kind of ghost that appears in the home, likes to play tricks, and will also help when necessary.

This is to distinguish boggarts from dementors, even non-existent creatures that feed on emotions.

"Yes, all very good... It seems that Professor Snape's sarcasm is correct." Lupine joked about himself, making the atmosphere a little more lively, "The spell to dispel Boggart is 'funny funny', we need you strong willpower”

He didn't stop until he led the wizards to practice the spell several times.

"Must not be deceived by false things, children, and force in your mind what you fear into a funny image, if it be joyful"

"So... one by one?"

The first one to go up was Anthony Goldstein. When he tremblingly walked to the wardrobe, Lupine and the little wizards all retreated to the wall, leaving him standing alone in the wardrobe.

With a flash of sparks from the tip of Lupine's wand hitting the knob of the doorknob, the wardrobe was instantly flung open.

A woman came out. She had short hair and was dressed in the smart uniform of a staff member of the Magical Congress of America. Cyrus immediately recognized that it was Tina.

Ha~ It turns out that Anthony is afraid of her.

"Funny!"

There was only a crack of the whip, and Tina Goldstein stepped back a few steps, and in the process became a mouse caught in a trap.

"Very well, next, Miss Granger?"

Hermione, who was discussing with others, was suddenly called to the front. When she walked slowly to the front of the crowd, she was at a loss. She knew what she was afraid of...

But the most excited are the others, they are all curious about what the grown-ups are afraid of.

"Three two one...start!"

The old wardrobe was reopened, and in front of Hermione's eyes, a figure fell down limply. That person was Mr. Granger, then Mrs. Granger, and finally... Cyrus.

Even though Hermione had been prepared long ago, when she saw the last change, the girl still looked slightly stiff. At this time, Cyrus' face was covered with blood and his lips were pale.

Cyrus on the ground is like a puppet that has been abandoned at random. His body is covered with dust, his skin is no longer hot, his hair is extremely dry, and his old blue eyes are gradually dull and dim.

Like a new star that goes out.

The most important thing is that her long-lost memory started to play tricks again, as if reminding of something.

"Cough cough!"

Cyrus, who was surrounded by everyone, coughed loudly, and Hermione realized something as if she had just woken up from a dream, but she still hesitated until she took out her wand and finally shouted firmly:

"Funny funny!!"

The corpse lying on the ground suddenly sat up, and the dirty yellow wizard robe turned into a long skirt in the next second. It was a gypsy dress influenced by Europe.

And the originally dry golden hair gradually grew longer, until it was slightly longer than his shoulders, and he jumped up at once, with a Gramdrin (enemy fencing sword) pinned to his waist.

The women's version of 'Cyrus' walked happily on small steps and danced flamenco gracefully.

Cyrus: Thank you, I'm leaving now.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, after all, looking at a dead body was somewhat uncomfortable, and then burst out laughing, Cyrus stood beside Lupine, lowered his head and covered his face.

The 'Cyrus' transformed by the Boggart gracefully turned around and hid in the closet.

"It's normal to be afraid...um...fearing the death of a friend." Lupine quelled the laughter of everyone, and said in rather euphemistic words, "It seems that Mr. Cyrus has a very important position in Miss Granger's heart." ah..."

Wayne and Fawcett snuggle together, laughing even wider.

"However, Miss Granger showed us another kind of knowledge, that is, when a person is afraid of multiple things, Boggarts will imitate them one by one, and the order is random..."

Hermione trotted all the way to the other side, her face was a little hot, but she still pretended to be reserved, as if nothing happened.

"I knew it!" whispered Hannah and Mandy, "I knew they had a little story before school started...I got caught cohabiting"

"You, there is a big reward! Go to the kitchen to get chicken legs tonight." Justin and Ernie patted Hannah on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

Professor Lupine was also amused by their laughter, and he quietly walked away from Cyrus. Anyone with a discerning eye could see the scene just now, so he had a bold idea.

You know, Lupine's current identity in the minds of wizards - the person who opposes Peeves.

So he shouted righteously: "Cyrus! Go!!"

Cyrus, who was blushing from being teased by his friends, looked at Professor Lupine stiffly, and said, "Professor... isn't Mandy behind Hermione? I should be behind Wayne..."

"Who told you that I roll names in order?" Lupine silently carried the roster behind his back, and covered the ranking page with his fingers.

"Hurry up~listen to the professor." Hermione, who had been silent until now, suddenly chimed in.

For Hermione, they have already been exposed anyway, and both herself and Cyrus are dead in a sense, so it is better to simply drag him into the water.

Cyrus, who was just struggling on the bank, was kicked back into the river by Professor Lupine by the side of the road this time.

Ever since, Cyrus walked up under everyone's expectant eyes.

.........

Revolutionaries rely on personal strength; the later descriptions are not addictive without guns; when they write about drugs, they are not abrupt; the plots of Shan Fan and Revolutionaries are full of individual heroism, imperialism, and even FXSism.

All NM dry leather m, the Ministry of Magic is going to be overthrown, but there is no communism in sight (Tucao)

So what you want to see is hedonism in essence? (I understand, I understand~)