HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

"You're not feeling uncomfortable anymore, why should I rub it?" Licoris rolled her eyes and looked down at someone lying on her lap, "Get up quickly, we should go back to the common room."

"What are you going back for? Nothing happened." Malfoy continued to lie on Lycoris' lap and did not move.

It seems to make sense, and nothing seems to be wrong with me.

"Then what are you going to do?" Lycoris stopped urging Malfoy to get up and looked down at him.

"Me? I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Malfoy looked at Lycoris and wanted to do an experiment.

See how far she will go to throw herself out.

Malfoy said, "Leacles, please put me to sleep."

"What?" The girl thought she heard wrongly and asked him with doubt in her tone.

"I said, you can put me to sleep," Malfoy raised his eyebrows, "Sing a song or just tell a story."

"I think you look like a story, so why don't I tell you a story?" Likoris was so angry that she laughed. Why was he so pushy?

I massaged him myself because the students he taught were so angry that they had headaches. He did what he couldn't do, and it was an employee benefit.

What the hell is coaxing you to sleep?

Lycoris pushed Malfoy's shoulders and pushed him up to sit, "You can lie down by yourself. I'll go outside to train for a while."

"You! Why do you just throw it away after using it?" Malfoy yelled from behind, looking at the girl's retreating back, she didn't even look back.

He lay back on the sofa and rested his good hand behind his head.

Just sleep.

Malfoy closed his eyes, he was really sleepy.

Malfoy felt that the sleeping environment in Lycoris's office was quite good, quiet enough and at a suitable temperature.

When Licoris came back, someone on the sofa was already asleep, and she already needed something to cover her in the September temperature.

The girl took out a thin blanket from her wrist bag, covered him with it, and continued reading.

When Malfoy woke up, the first thing he saw was Lycoris lying on the table, writing with a quill.

"Why do you feel so busy?" Malfoy, who had just woken up, had a hoarse voice. She seemed even busier than her father.

"Yes, I'm very busy." Lycoris raised her head and glanced at Malfoy, who was sitting on the sofa holding a thin blanket to relax.

Thursday.

Licolis was busy until Thursday.

I wonder what will happen in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Lycoris was thinking, what if Neville Longbottom's Boggart was her father again?

Do you want to watch a Boggart who looks like his father put on women's clothing under the "guidance" of Lupine and Neville Longbottom in front of so many students?

Licoris actually didn't quite understand why she found it funny.

If you turn Professor Snape into a clown, you can indeed laugh.

The clown profession is all about bringing laughter, and Professor Snape and the clown are very contrasting - a visual collision between seriousness and comedy.

But turning a male into a woman doesn't feel funny.

Maybe Lycoris has no sense of humor.

But none of this matters now, because I have no way to control Longbottom not to be afraid of his father, right?

The important thing is what should you "be afraid of"?

The so-called "seeing the scariest thing in the heart" should be something similar to Legilimency, right?

Licoris thought, it would be enough to make a big news that would be more impressive than "Dad's dressing up in women's clothing".

So, how about having a Boggart turn Professor Lupin into a werewolf? Licoris raised her eyebrows, thinking this was a good idea.

I just don’t know if I can “make up a story” in front of a Boggart like I was being Lemeniminated. This time it’s a competition between wizards and magical creatures.

This was just a thought for Licoris. What if it was really what she was afraid of?

Licolis didn't know what she was most afraid of and was curious about it.

I remember when I was queuing up, I was interrupted by Potter's dementor plot before even a few people got in.

Want to find a way to get Longbottom to stand behind Potter?

Licolis was very sad, and even though she was sad, Thursday came as usual.

"Neville, come to the front." Lupine named Longbottom, asked him to stand at the front, and then asked him, "Who are you most afraid of?"

"Professor Snape." Neville Longbottom replied quietly.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone laughed kindly. Everyone knew how scared Neville was of Professor Snape.

Professor Lupine didn't smile, he was deep in thought.

"Professor Snape? - Neville, I remember you lived with your grandmother, right?" Lupine spoke, telling his good idea.

"Yes! But I don't want Boggart to become like my grandmother." Neville's scalp went numb thinking of his grandmother's serious look.

"No, no, no, you didn't understand what I meant." Lupine said with a smile, "Now imagine your grandmother's clothes, and then you have to imagine Professor Snape wearing your grandmother's clothes."

As expected, Licoris stood aside and looked at Lupine coolly.

Asking Neville to imagine Professor Snape wearing his grandmother's clothes was something he had known would happen, but it was subtly uncomfortable.

"I don't think this is appropriate." Licoris said, and everyone looked at her.

"Neville, have you ever thought about what would happen to you if Professor Snape knew the content of this class after class?" Lycoris still couldn't watch.

Neville's face turned pale when he thought of what Licoris said.

If Professor Snape knew that he was a Boggart and asked him to wear women's clothes in his imagination, would Potions class let him get out?

Lupine put away his smile and looked at Snape's goddaughter in front of him, "What do you think it should be?"

"Neville, are there any other things or people you are afraid of?" Lycoris thought for a while, "Or people you hate."

Anyone else scared?

Neville thought of a person who was also related to potions.

The closet door opened, and a boy with light blond hair appeared inside.

He looked at everyone as if they were looking at garbage, and then walked towards Neville step by step with crazy steps.

This face couldn't be more familiar, and everyone turned to look to the side.

Draco Malfoy sneered, Longbottom's Boggart was actually him? !

Have you done anything to him?

Watching Malfoy walking over, his expression was so serious. Neville thought of the way he scolded him and wanted to press his head into the cauldron.

His mind went blank, and he only thought about the women's clothing that Professor Lupine just mentioned, and then the person he thought of was Licoris.

"Funny--"

Draco Malfoy in front of him had shoulder-length light blond hair and was wearing a Slytherin dark green skirt.

"Longbottom!" Malfoy was furious, "What are you thinking in your empty mind!"