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Chapter 171 Boggart

Hazard is back, on Friday.

"Hi, Harry, long time no see, and Ron, oh, Miss Granger, you are still so beautiful..."

Azar wandered around the dining tables as if nothing was wrong, getting close to Harry.

Such inelegant behavior made the little snakes in Slytherin frown, but when a little snake was dissatisfied and tried to stop him, the current seventh-grade prefect, Enid, would wink.

, stopped him until she became impatient, and then she said: "My mother has met a good family. Do you want to come forward and compare the family members?"

After hearing Enid's words, the little snakes calmed down and turned a blind eye to Azar's behavior.

Seeing this, Bree ate the last bite of breakfast, and then looked at Azar, who had been possessed by Tom for most of the semester last year, and thought about the external situation that Tom had brought to him recently.

Azar's mother, Mrs. Azar, is in the sweet period with an attending physician at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. She heard that a wedding is about to take place. This doctor is not necessarily a pure person in the British magical world.

The current patriarch of the Blood Family has no problems except that he is a little older.

A very neutral and smart person...but she made a very stupid decision this time. Mrs. Azar does not seem to be a passionate person, and I heard that Azar now goes to St. Mungo's every month.

A review at the Magical Injuries and Injuries Hospital revealed that his injuries had not fully recovered, and the Hippogriff's living heart was good medicine.

"Draco, the doctor at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies, does he have connections in the Wizengamot?"

Draco was chatting and laughing with Pansy when he heard Bree's voice. He thought about it and said: "His father is a member of the Wizengamot and is quite respected. He was previously a member of St. Mungo's.

The director of the hospital, many people appreciate him."

"What's wrong?"

Draco turned his head slightly and asked Bree doubtfully.

Bree shook her head slightly and said, "I'm just lamenting that maybe Hermione's efforts will be in vain this time."

At this moment, Azar walked back to Slytherin in despair. He let out a long sigh, and when he lowered his head, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

Enid discovered this, and she glanced at a little snake, and the little snake walked up to Azar and asked, "What's wrong? Did Potter say something bad?"

Azar shook his head, not too wary, and said: "My mother is helping me find the heart of a hippogriff, and there happens to be a hippogriff in Hogwarts that hurts the little wizard.

But...Potter and the ranger actually asked Dumbledore to protect it. Is the life of an animal more precious than mine?"

There was violence on Azar's face, but soon he turned pale and coughed, which scared the little snake beside him and trembled, fearing that something would go wrong with Azar.

"Are you okay? How do you get back to Hogwarts? You should be at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies."

"No, it's okay." Azar shook his head and said, "I have to go shopping, it's good for my condition."

After saying that, Azar stopped talking, just lowered his head and didn't know what to think, and looked at Bree from time to time.

The little snake walked to a position not far from Enid and whispered what happened here. Enid raised her eyebrows and raised her lips in a smile.

"This is none of our business, let them ignore it."



"Brie?"

Cedric walked over and said gently: "Tomorrow is the day when the Fantasy Game Club will be established. They asked me to ask you whether you are ready to sell fantasy cards. We can't go to Hogsmeade Village for the time being.

This is very troublesome."

"This... I have to think about it, Cedric, these things are usually decided by Tom. My task at Hogwarts is to study."

Bree smiled, and added with a hint of relief and sigh: "Hogwarts is a school. Although there are canteens in the Muggle world that can sell some gadgets, there is no precedent for this, so I have to let this matter go.

Tom talks to the professors."

"Oh, is that so?" Cedric nodded, and then said: "Then I will go back and tell them not to worry."

Cedric spread his hands helplessly.

"I can't help it. Who made the fantasy game so popular? Not many people play Wizard Chess now."

Bree had still finished breakfast. He looked at the time and then responded to Cedric.

"Every era has its own way of entertainment, and the wizarding world cannot remain static."

"I'm going to the classroom first. Today is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. We don't know the temper of this new teacher yet."

Bree stood up, and Cedric said without hesitation: "Professor Lupine is a very nice person. Maybe you can encounter surprises in the first class, that would be cool."

"Oh, that's worth looking forward to."

Bree waved to Cedric, then said goodbye to Cedric and walked to the classroom with Draco.

Coincidentally, today was a class with Gryffindor, and inadvertently, Bree saw the book "The Law of the Magical World" in Hermione's schoolbag.

"Hermione, you..." Bree saw more books in the schoolbag, more than ten books, which was simply outrageous...

"How many times do you have to use that thing in a day?" Bree frowned and said: "Time will pass where you can't see it, Hermione. Maybe if you keep using it, it will speed up your age."

Hermione looked around carefully and found that Ron was pulling Harry to explain the fantasy card in his hand, and Draco was being pestered by Pansy. When no one was watching her and Bree, she whispered:

"Don't tell it, Bree. Professor McGonagall asked me to conceal its existence... Oh, I've been very tired these days. I even fell asleep on the pitch yesterday afternoon, which delayed the Quidditch team's practice.

"

"I think I have to quit Quidditch. I'm already in my third year and can't continue to be obsessed with it..."

Hearing what Hermione said, Bree looked at the fantasy cards and chucks still piled in her schoolbag and asked tentatively: "Then will you join the Fantasy Game Club tomorrow?"

"certainly!"

"Ahem, cough, cough, I mean..." Hermione's face turned red.

"I should also have some rest time. Besides, fantasy games can practice the control of magic. It is also a method of learning. How could I give up and let others grow."

Hermione became more and more enthusiastic as she talked, but thinking about the passage of time that Bree mentioned, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Brie, if what you said is true, will I age quickly..."

"If you keep using it, think about it, how many extra hours you have every day, this will be added to you."

Hermione's face turned pale, but when she felt the heavy knowledge in her schoolbag, she still gritted her teeth and said: "I will work hard for one year. As long as I can lay a good foundation, I must find my most suitable, best, and most promising future."

magical expertise."

Seeing Hermione make her decision, Bree no longer pressed, and now the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom had arrived.

Professor Lupine was not inside.

Bree sat next to Draco, and on the other side was the aisle. The aisle divided the seats in the classroom into two, which was just convenient for Gryffindor and Slytherin to sit quietly and prepare for class peacefully.

.

Soon, after the little wizards had cleared their desks, Professor Lupine walked into the classroom.

Lupine smiled slightly and put his tattered suitcase on the lectern. He was as tattered as when he was on the Hogwarts Express, but he looked healthier than when he was on the train.

I think the food at Hogwarts is indeed quite nourishing.

"Good afternoon, please take all the books back. We have a practical class today and we only need your wand."

practice?

Bri thought carefully, he had been tortured in the previous practical classes.

When he was in Quirrell, Quirrell liked to ask him to go on stage as his opponent, and when he was in Lockhart, he was often asked to go on stage to perform...but now, he had to practice again.

Professor Lu Ping said: "Follow me."

Don't you have classes here?

Following Lupine, a group of little wizards filed out, but not long after, they saw Peeves howling and pranking Filch, and Lupine was about to stop him.

"Wadi..."

Before Lupine had finished speaking the spell, Peeves saw Bree. He was shocked and said: "Ah, run!"

"What is this?" Lupine looked at Bree in confusion, and Bree only gave him a shallow smile.

"Wadi Wasi, that's a good spell."

"Oh, it seems that you know, very good. Five points for our Mr. Oded. Also, you should also remember this spell, Wadi Wasi, the launch spell, which is very effective against Peeves."

After saying that, Professor Luping continued to lead the little wizards to an abandoned classroom on the second floor. By chance, there was a noise inside. When Professor Luping opened the door, he saw an old chair lying on the ground.

, and in the classroom, Snape was facing away from everyone.

Snape put something away. He turned to look at Luna and said, "It's time you came to get it, James."

Snape glanced at Lupine inquiringly and snorted when he saw the group of young wizards behind Lupine.

"Perhaps at this time you should be in the classroom where countless Defense Against the Dark Arts professors were killed instead of here. Of course, you may think that you can avoid the curse by changing your class to another place, but, I'm sorry... I hope there won't be any rumors at the end of the semester.

Bad news, hehe."

Snape's expression was incomprehensible. He pinched his robe and strode out the door. The young wizards at the door quickly stepped aside for fear of touching the hem of Snape's clothes.

"Hey young!"

Snape suddenly felt that his robes were much heavier. He paused and saw Neville rolling on his robes.

"Troll, do you want to use your pocket money to buy new robes for your Potions professor?" As he said that, Snape glanced at Bree. At the same time, based on Bree's eyes, he discovered that he

The things in his arms were exposed.

A parchment map?

There are also lines on it like a maze route, as well as names...

Bree had some impression that the twins had told Wes before he came, but this thing should be with them, why is it with Snape?

Snape's face was livid, and he quickly put away the map, which was only slightly exposed and had not been discovered by Lupin. Then he turned around and glared at Neville with dissatisfaction.

"Clumsy, I don't even dare to let you go to my office for confinement. After all, you can't even deal with slugs, and you will make a mess in my office, right? Mr. Longbottom, you have to think about why you

When I come to Hogwarts, I might be happier being a squib than I am now."

Neville was trembling on the ground, not daring to move, his pale face full of fear.

Professor Lupine saw this, helped Neville up, looked at Snape and said: "Don't say that, Snape, maybe..."

"Shut up, James, hum."

"I hope you can speak to me so forcefully next month. Just yesterday, you forgot about your benefactor."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't want to be this benefactor. You guys all have problems. Who knows if they might be ready to betray you again!"

After saying that, Snape turned and left, full of anger.

Professor Lupine's eyes flashed with anger, but more of helplessness. He clenched his fists and couldn't help but think of Sirius Black and James Potter... The disaster thirteen years ago, for a long time,

He sighed.

"Come in, everyone, our class has just begun."

Then, he said to the still frightened Neville: "Be a brave little boy, you are Longbottom, right? Your parents are both brave... I'm sorry, don't cry."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Neville cried for some reason. Hermione, Harry, and Ron rushed forward to comfort them, but Neville pushed them away.

Neville lowered his head, wiped away his tears and said, "Hug, I'm sorry for wasting everyone's time, and Harry, I can recover my state of mind on my own."

Looking at Neville's appearance, Professor Lupine frowned.

"Maybe I need an assistant. Your name is Neville, right? I'll ask you to be the first one to practice. I will give you extra points for your bravery."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After saying that, Lupine walked to the darkness of the abandoned classroom and dragged out a cabinet.

The cabinet was covered with dust, and there were banging sounds inside.

"I discovered the Boggart here when I was in school. This is a dark creature that can transform into what you are afraid of. Now you have to learn to face your fears."

After explaining, Professor Lupine said to Neville: "Pick up your wand, Neville, the spell is funny, now you do it!"

With that said, Lupine moved out of the way, and all the little wizards around him got out of the way, leaving Neville standing alone in front of the cabinet.

Neville's face became paler, and the banging in the cabinet became louder and louder.

"bump!"

The cabinet door opens...

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

"boom!"

Two men and women covered in blood fell to the ground, twitching continuously, and green arcs of light flashed across their bodies.

Neville looked at the people on the ground in disbelief. His lips trembled and he trembled: "Dad, mom..."

"Neville!"

Seeing this scene, Lupine shouted: "Use the spell quickly to defeat your inner demons!"

"Funny!"

Neville closed his eyes and tears fell from his face. A funny voice resounded through the classroom, and a strong light spurted out from his wand, hitting the man and woman hard.

Soon, the men and women on the ground were shrouded in smoke. When a horse neighed, the smoke dissipated, and two white hospital beds appeared. The faces of the men and women on the beds were stable and calm, and soon, they slowly opened their eyes...



Neville stared blankly, but this was the Boggart's illusion, and it quickly disappeared, and the Boggart hid in the cabinet.

"Touch..." Neville's wand fell, and he collapsed on the ground, biting his lip tightly.

"Papa papa!" Brie clapped her hands, which was particularly clear in the quiet professor. Immediately afterwards, the little lions also clapped their hands, and the little snakes saw this and clapped their hands too.

At least Longbottom is a pure-blood, so it's not a shame for them to praise him this time.

"Well done, Neville. You can add twenty points this time. I can see that you did something very brave. And, sorry, about your parents..."

"No, it's okay, Professor Luping."


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