The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Professor Lupine refused at first, but after all, Dumbledore personally invited him, and he couldn't refuse.

He came here with a tentative and apprehensive mood, just as Snape mocked, he always felt that his Defense Against the Dark Arts class was superfluous.

The key is what to teach?Everyone is already familiar with the basic knowledge of defense against the dark arts, spells?Wasn't Lupine scolding himself, asking himself, was he as good as McGonagall or Dean Flitwick?

Not to mention that Hermione and Cyrus publish academic papers on magic in various academic journals. What does he teach?

Professor Lu Ping has no choice but to find a way to empty out his old background, so that he hopes that students will not learn too fast.

'But it looks good? Lupine looked at the lively students, a little happy, and seemed to dissipate some of the negative emotions accumulated in wandering.

When Cyrus stepped forward, the closet was jumping violently, so violent that one couldn't help worrying whether it would explode on the spot, but when Cyrus stopped there, the closet suddenly stopped again.

Lupine touched his wand with some anxiety, and he vaguely saw some black smoke coming out of the gap.

"boom!"

When the door of the closet was opened, a person came out of it, accompanied by an abstract image with countless dark red billowing black smoke.

The endless smoke immediately filled the entire teaching staff lounge, and the oppressive feeling it emitted made everyone dare not make any sound, and made a heavy sound in the dark depths.

Looking along the dark red light, there stood a man-shaped armor about two meters in length. He was holding a lightsaber, and his long breathing overwhelmed everyone.

They finally got a glimpse of the man's face, exactly like the one Cyrus had dressed up for Halloween in first grade.

That is - Darth Vader.

Even if the Boggart couldn't mimic the same power, just the presence was enough to silence the lounge.

He stopped when he walked slowly in front of Cyrus, 'Darth Vader' looked down at him, and he also raised his head to face 'Vader', at this moment, the black cloak was windless and automatic.

'Who is this...'

Lupine knew at this moment that Cyrus was not as simple as it seemed, at least, what ordinary people were afraid of was hardly so oppressive.

But what surprised Cyrus even more was the opponent's next move: 'Darth Vader' raised his hand and grabbed the mask of the triangular respirator, and with the mechanical sound, he took it off, revealing the behind the face.

Not the half-burnt face that Cyrus remembered, because that face belonged to... Hermione Granger.

'Hermione Granger' said: "Our ideals have failed..."

At this moment, Cyrus seemed to have his spine removed. He almost collapsed on the ground because he staggered backwards. This Boggart seemed to cleverly superimpose his two fears:

The ideal fails; Hermione falls to the dark side.

"Funny!"

Cyrus shook his head and quickly realized that he took two steps back and pointed at 'Hermione' with his wand.

Then the Boggart staggered backwards, and suddenly turned into a shaved-headed 'Hermione Granger', with an Eye of Agamotto hanging on her chest, wearing a dark blue mage robe, holding a with a double cheeseburger.

It is simply a replica + spoof version of the 'Ancient One'.

Hermione, who was in the center of the crowd, became extremely cold in an instant from her original worry and comfort.

Many witches, including Mandy and Lisa, held back their laughter and looked at the shaved 'Hermione'. They knew that Cyrus might not be able to enjoy Hermione's feeding for at least a week.

"Cough...well, it's pretty good." Lupine also raised his head, and waited until he had restrained the expression on his face before saying, "It seems that what Mr. Cyrus is most worried about and what he wants to see the most is quite interesting..."

He didn't seem to see the look in Cyrus' begging 'stop talking'.

As far as Lupine was concerned, the best thing he had done was to put Hermione and Cyrus up on the show, and even though the kibble was a bit big, he was used to it.

But...the reason why Hermione's image appeared in the template of Darth Vader was probably because it couldn't know the picture of Hermione falling into the dark side, so it automatically chose the most threatening image.

Cyrus lowered his head and walked quickly to Hermione's side.

"Even?" He took Hermione's hand quietly under his robes as the others began to watch Fawcett and Connor.

"Hmph...for the sake of what you're afraid of is mine." Hermione stared at the front, but her mind was already far away, "I can't bear to part with my hair..."

The wide sleeves of school robes can just cover the small movements of the two of them, but Hermione flashed a doubt in her heart: Is Cyrus really that afraid of me like Darth Vader?

'He's not Padmé...' Hermione murmured inwardly.

This Defense Against the Dark Arts class was a complete success for them, and the Boggart was left by Professor Lupine for the next Gryffindor class.

Professor Lu Ping's style criticism has been completely reversed. Although his clothes look very shabby, you must know that comments based solely on appearance are the easiest to overthrow.

Can be overthrown by morality and knowledge.

To put it bluntly, no matter how bad Lu Ping's reputation was, where could he go?You must know that the liars like Lockhart were better than Snape last semester. There was such a comparison in Hogwarts:

Snape is the lower limit of being a professor. If a professor is worse than Snape, then he can be sent back to Azkaban directly.

A student's love for any professor could be mixed, but...the dislike for Snape can't be faked.

However, after Professor Lupin's practical class, on the contrary, Professor Snape's mood seemed to be getting worse and worse. As long as he took his Potions class, students who were not Slytherin students would inevitably be deducted points.

"You don't deserve to be a Slytherin"

At the top of the stairs, Cyrus and his group happened to meet Malfoy at the marble steps. The former had just finished class, so he was going down, so Malfoy needed to raise his head to find out who was coming.

He was surrounded by a group of some of the freshmen and sophomores.

"Yo? Isn't this the young master of the Malfoy family?" Mandy stood behind Hermione and screamed strangely, "Why... came to bully the freshmen just after Potions class?"

Seeing them, the Slytherins immediately broke free from the surroundings of Goyle, Crabbe and the others, and ran straight behind Cyrus and the others.

"As soon as I came out, I saw that you were in a small group, can you have a snack?"

Hermione pursed her lips and remained silent, so Cyrus stood in front of her and stopped Blaise, and continued: "Even a prefect has no right to ask someone to play with?"

"Don't be complacent!" Lionhead Pansy has a beautiful light-haired girl named Daphne Greengrass, and Pansy Parkinson and others are a 'small group'.

"Go away!" Wayne pushed Blaise away.

"Are all of you Muggle-borns this vulgar?" He still maintained his haughty stance.

"That depends on who the other party is...at least we don't look good on you feudal ruling class..." Hermione didn't want to waste time with them, she dragged Cyrus away.

And the rescued Slytherins followed them and made faces like the group of 'small groups' before leaving.

"Tsk tsk... she's even more cocky than you," Pansy joked, "let alone dressed like a swan"

"I'm not interested in blood traitors like Ginny, no matter what they look like, they are all the same"

"Let's go...Only people like Cyrus like this kind of arrogant and arrogant girl." Daphne seemed to be annoyed by the other party's attitude, "They are just Muggles, who knows when they will betray wizards again"

(Next time I will write a short story about Cyrus and Gandalf)