Chapter 183 Under the Shadow of Death (12,000 words)
At this critical moment, Harry stood between the two of them.
"Okay, don't fight anymore."
It was hard for Harry not to sweat as he said this.
Of course, it sounds easy to say this, but the feeling of being sandwiched between two big sisters is really uncomfortable.
"That's it, the duel is a draw, how about it?" Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead, "If this continues, the Room of Requirement will be destroyed!"
After hearing Harry's words, Vivi put away her wand.
Seeing Vivi put away the wand, Cassandra also tucked the wand into the lining of her robe. At the same time, the dark clouds around her body gradually dispersed.
The flames around Weiwei's body made a thumping sound, like turning off a gas stove, and then slowly extinguished.
"I admit it, Grindelwald." Cassandra raised her chin arrogantly, "You are indeed a qualified opponent."
"Thank you." Weiwei was not angry, but smiled gracefully.
The surrounding Duel Cabin members clapped wildly, and Hermione clapped and cheered for Vivi's wonderful performance - Draco was different, he even created his own posture of raising his hands and jumping to cheer for his great-aunt. .
This guy, who taught him this?
Ron tilted his head and muttered flattery, still wondering if Draco had learned this cheering gesture from Lucius.
Harry was also applauding the two of them for their outstanding strength. After they left, he said again: "Is there anyone else who volunteers to come up for a duel?"
"Weasley!" Draco immediately stood up and ruthlessly broke up the dueling combination of Hermione and Ron: "Stand up, I want to duel with you!"
"Just you?" Ron looked Draco up and down: "Come on, it's not like we haven't dueled before. When did you win?"
Draco smiled disdainfully.
In the past, he would definitely not come up to make trouble. After all, it has always been a fine tradition of the Malfoy family to be aware of current affairs.
But this time it was different. This time Draco received a little education from Sebastian during the vacation, and he felt that he was capable again.
After all, that was one of the legendary wizards from a hundred years ago, and Draco really learned a lot of new things.
However, he didn't know that even though he had Teacher Xiaozao, Ron was also a gold medal-winning teacher who never lacked for one-on-one tutoring.
As Gellert Grindelwald's buddy, Ron did not forget to correspond with his buddy during the holidays.
Gellert seems to like this little guy who has no scheming intentions. He doesn't hide anything when giving instructions. It can be said that he teaches whatever he wants to learn.
He is much more flexible than Dumbledore in this regard. After all, Dumbledore cannot teach people powerful black magic.
Of course, Ron wouldn't take the initiative to learn black magic.
The two stood on the duel stage, and this time, the nosy Seamus stepped forward to act as the referee.
"You two listen to me count down." Simo raised his hands and said loudly: "Three, two, one..."
The moment Seamus finished speaking, Ron and Draco both cast a curse on each other's faces.
"Rectumsempra!"
"Densaugeo!"
The spells connected in the air and were annihilated in the air.
"Can you two be more mature!" Seamus shouted, watching the excitement: "Can you stop using the first-year spells! Use the third-year ones instead!"
As if in response to Seamus' words, Draco and Ron chanted the disarming spell in unison.
The two of them were going back and forth on the stage, exchanging spells in a lively manner.
"Well done! Ron!" Seamus and Neville shouted together: "Cheer up! Knock Malfoy off the duel stage!"
After hearing what these two people said, Cassandra's little ears couldn't help but twitch.
The people on the stage were still dueling. After Ron forced Draco away with blazing flames, he suddenly flicked his wrist and the wand in Draco's hand flew into his hand.
"I won, Malfoy." Ron threw the wand back to Draco with a smile, and skipped back to Hermione's side.
"Oh my God, Ron." Hermione was a little surprised: "How did you become so powerful? I remember that you went to Egypt during the summer vacation. Didn't you forget to practice magic spells during your trip?"
"Of course." Ron puffed out his chest proudly, enjoying the compliment from Hermione.
It turns out that not everyone practices dueling during the holidays, but some people do use some unusual means.
For example, during the duel between Neville and Seamus, he threw a small biting cabbage, and the cabbage bit Seamus on the shoulder and head.
Seamus, who was caught off guard, was bitten and screamed. Fortunately, Neville brought some white moss with him, which was able to treat Seamus' wounds.
"I think you want to kill me." Seamus said to Neville angrily.
"Harry said that magical plants are also part of helping us in our duel." Neville said confidently.
Harry actually said this and actually applied it - everyone knew that he attacked his professor with a biting kale during Christmas in his first year.
Of course, Quirrell had no objection, otherwise he would have come out to protest by now.
After two newbies joined the dueling hut, the atmosphere became more lively than before - even though Miss Malfoy looked like she would not let strangers in, she was as warm as a spring breeze to everyone. Miss Grindelwald makes up for this very well.
The first duel hut party of this school year ended successfully with laughter. Neville and Ron, who behaved well, also received a box of chocolate frogs exclusively sponsored by Harry.
Yes, there are fifty chocolate frogs in one box.
"Now I should be able to get Agrippa." Ron said happily.
When they left the Room of Requirement, there happened to be screams coming from downstairs.
"What's going on?" Draco asked with a horrified look on his face.
Screaming like this in the middle of the night is a bit... creepy.
Hermione's face also looked a little bad, but after listening for a few moments, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It should be Peeves - God, isn't this guy playing a prank again?"
"Is there such a prank?" Seamus asked suspiciously: "It sounds like Peeves is suffering a lot. What's wrong with him?"
"Let's go down and have a look." Cedric suggested: "Also, in order to welcome our two new members..."
At this point, Cedric winked at Harry strangely. He had already seen the...stable relationship between the two girls and Harry.
Yes, the triangle relationship is the most stable.
"Let's go to the kitchen and get something to eat," he added.
No one refused Cedric's proposal. After all, dueling is also physical work. They are still growing up and are most prone to hunger.
When they reached the fourth floor, they saw an unforgettable scene.
A young man wearing a Slytherin school robe was riding Peeves under him and was aiming his fist at Peeves' face to punch him.
Peeves struggled helplessly, crying out in pain.
The portraits all around were pointing at the Western scene in front of them, and most people were gloating. After all, Peeves's popularity... and his ghost popularity were really not that good.
"Oh my God..." Hermione covered her mouth and made a shocked sound.
"Oh my God..." Hufflepuff's Cedric and Meghan covered their mouths and made gloating sighs.
"Oh my God!" Seamus and Ron exclaimed as if they were just watching the excitement.
Peeves struggled and screamed, and those who heard him felt gloating about his misfortune, and those who saw him wanted to shout, "Come on."
"Saru! Can you let me go!"
Sebastian didn't answer at all, just beating Peeves with one punch after another.
"It seems that the ghosts of Slytherin are very restrained by Peeves." Draco commented with pride: "Before Mr. Saru came to Hogwarts, Slytherin's Bloody Barrow was Peeves' nemesis - and after Mr. Saru arrives, both of them are Peeves' nemesis..."
"Okay, don't watch the fun." Harry greeted them and said: "Let's continue going down, lest Peeves will report to the professors with revenge."
They arrived all the way to the Hufflepuff common room. As soon as they arrived, Cassandra covered her mouth and burst into laughter.
"What's wrong with you?" Harry asked curiously.
"Oh, I just remembered that someone tried to enter the Hufflepuff common room, but got a bucket of vinegar poured on her." Cassandra was still looking at Vivi as she spoke, "I still remember those few moments. My God, the bedroom smells like vinegar, my God..."
Weiwei turned her head away from Cassandra, who was still smiling wildly.
"Okay, let's go to the kitchen first."
Harry said, walking to the kitchen door and scratching the pear on the portrait.
The pear smiled very coquettishly—yes, a pear could smile so coquettishly, and it was indeed a long time since we had seen each other.
Smiling, the pear turned into a doorknob.
"It looks really ticklish." Ron said with a smile as if he had discovered a new world.
The Hogwarts kitchen is located directly below the auditorium, and there are four tables in the kitchen, which seem to be as long as the tables in the four houses above the auditorium, and their positions correspond to each other.
The house elves wearing bedsheets were still not resting at this time. They were busy in the kitchen, apparently marinating sausages or doing something else.
On the right side of the inside, a group of house elves were cutting up the meat, mincing it into fine minced meat, putting it into casings and steaming it in a pot.
There are also some elves hanging sausages from the vents nearby.
They can even see the storage area for various tea sets and tea cups in the kitchen. As we all know, British people are addicted to tea. The various tea sets here are obviously prepared for everyone to drink afternoon tea.
But...
In some corners, the hygiene quality of Hogwarts' kitchens was indeed worrisome, and Harry could even see a mouse eating on the piles of food.
"Banban!"
Ron shouted and ran over, but the mouse ran away quickly.
"Oh my God, it ignored me." Ron was a little frustrated: "It's a waste of time that I hold him to sleep every day. It's really..."
Two house elves came forward, raised their heads and asked: "Dear young masters and ladies, do you need anything when you come to the kitchen?"
"We need to eat something, Didi." Cedric said: "I have been practicing dueling all night, and I am a little hungry."
"It's Master Diggory." The house elf Didi exclaimed: "Okay, please wait a moment, Didi is going to go now-"
"I think the Hogwarts kitchen should really be tidied up." Draco looked at the corner where Scabbers had just been in disgust, pinched his nose and said, "What on earth did Dumbledore do? He even allowed rats to enter. Dining in the kitchen? Oh my god, my dad would be so pissed if he found out!”
Don't tell me, this is the most supportive of Draco.
Even Ron kept nodding his head, hoping that Draco would not just talk about it, but also take practical actions.
Because there were more than just Scabbers there, there were also several unknown mice - if it was just Scabbers, Ron might be able to bear it, but the other mice would be...
"But you are also awesome, Weasley." Draco looked at Ron with difficulty: "You actually sleep with mice, my God..."
"That's my pet!" Ron quit. "I really can't deal with people like you who don't keep pets. If you don't believe me, ask Hermione if she will sleep with Jack in her arms!"
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He never thought that Hermione had betrayed him.
"Oh no, Ronald." Hermione's expression was full of disgust: "Even if I like Jack no matter how much I love him, I won't sleep with him in his arms - you have to know that the bodies of small animals are very fragile, and it is very possible that If they turn over, it will kill them..."
"But this is impossible!" Ron retorted: "Scabbers has lived in our home for twelve years! If it was so fragile, it would have died long ago!"
"Twelve years?" Draco laughed as if he heard something funny: "Oh my God, Weasley, do you want to see a doctor? I'm serious - maybe you should go to the school hospital. Check with Madam Pomfrey... to see if your brain is abnormal. How can an ordinary mouse live for twelve years?"
"I'm too lazy to tell you, Malfoy." Ron rolled his eyes, deciding not to share the same views as the inherently evil Malfoy.
This will only make him unhappy, he thought.
The late-night snacks in the Hogwarts kitchen were pretty good. What Ron didn't expect was that when the house elves heard about his outstanding performance in the duel, they actually fried several chicken drumsticks for him.
Not the little chicken legs, but the big pistol legs.
"Now I know why Scabbers comes here to eat, because he is as greedy as you." Hermione complained to the side.
Ron shrugged, not caring at all.
How can eating two chicken legs be considered a problem?
"I'm very interested in that mouse." Weiwei suddenly said: "Logically speaking, an ordinary household mouse will not live so long. Generally speaking, it only has a lifespan of a few years - maybe it can find There is no way to extend life.”
When saying this, Weiwei looked at Cassandra who was peeling a banana with a calm look.
She was not interested in the rat Scabbers, but simply wanted to use Scabbers to tease Cassandra.
Cassandra retorted: "I hope this little mouse is not troubled by meddlers, what do you say, Grindelwald?"
"It's also possible that this mouse was too timid, so he lost a lot." Vivi waved her hands and said, grabbing a sandwich and stuffing it into Harry's mouth.
"However." Weiwei said again: "I think we should change the dormitories, what do you think? Cassandra?"
"What do you mean?" Cassandra asked, squinting her eyes.
"Just like before, I also miss my old friends." Weiwei said with a smile: "Or have you forgotten your old friends?"
"I have indeed not forgotten my 'old' friend." Kassandra added an emphasis on the word 'old', "Okay, I accept your proposal."
After all, Weiwei is now a seventh-grade student and is indeed older than Cassandra.
As soon as she returned to the dormitory, Weiwei moved all her things to Cassandra's dormitory.
For this reason, the prefect Miss Farley still has some regrets.
In Gryffindor's dormitory, Ron was not in a hurry to sleep.
After Neville and Seamus fell asleep, Ron patted Harry on the shoulder and motioned for the two of them to go to the balcony.
The two sat on the balcony, and Ron asked with concern: "Brother, what's going on with you? Why do I always feel like something is wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Harry asked, chewing on his licorice wand.
Ron organized his language and began to comment sharply.
"I always feel that there is something wrong with that Malfoy - Miss Malfoy... Of course, there is something wrong with Miss Grindelwald, too. I think the two of them are competing for you - you see, they all speak in weird ways..."
It was Hermione who told him about Vivi.
Of course Ron, a dull guy, couldn't figure it out, but as a girl with a delicate mind, and as women tend to mature a little early, Hermione was very keenly aware of what was going on.
"Fighting for me?" Harry bit off a section of the licorice wand and made a crunching sound.
"It does feel that way." Ron said again: "Although Miss Malfoy behaves very domineeringly, Hermione and I can still see that she is always looking at you secretly, Harry."
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"I think, buddy..." He crossed his arms, shook his head and sighed, "Of course, I'm not a talkative person. I think it's better for you to make a choice as soon as possible... Otherwise, I'm afraid that the two of them will This school was demolished.”
After saying that, Ron patted Harry on the shoulder and walked into the dormitory.
Harry sat in front of the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
Do you really have to make a choice?
In fact, he had long been aware of Cassandra and Weiwei's feelings for him, but he had been subconsciously avoiding the issue.
This multiple-choice question is really difficult to answer - if it were a hundred years ago, forget it, he could choose someone quickly.
But it’s different now. Now Cassandra and Vivi traveled to a hundred years later for themselves. One lost his life and the other lost his magic power...
No matter who you choose, you will be sorry for the other party.
Originally he could escape all this, but now Ron suddenly broke through the window paper, making him feel a little at a loss.
He decided that if he had time, he would ask Sebastian or Pabby what he should do.
At this time, in the Forbidden Forest, Sirius in the form of a black dog was eating the mouse in front of him.
This was what he had just caught. There was no food in the Forbidden Forest, and he couldn't go to Hogwarts or the gathering place where wizards gathered to find something to eat - after all, he was now a wanted criminal.
So he could only catch mice to satisfy his hunger, and he couldn't eat them cooked, so he could only eat them raw.
But all this is not meaningless, Sirius thought this way, as long as I can catch the bastard who betrayed James and protect my godson, everything will be worth it!
"What are you eating?"
An ethereal female voice sounded from behind him.
Sirius was so frightened that he jumped to the side. He turned around warily, only to find that the person who made the noise was a unicorn.
Seeing that it was a unicorn, Sirius' wariness disappeared immediately.
As we all know, unicorns are noble and sacred magical animals...
"Woof woof woof," Sirius replied.
"Oh, you're here to eat grass." Pappy shook her head happily. She couldn't understand dog language, "Come on, I know where there is delicious grass, you and I come here..."
Sirius was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether he should follow.
Eating grass... doesn't sound bad, it's better than eating dead mice.
He followed Pabbie and came to a small bush growing with blueberries and other berries.
"Eat some berries, I remember dogs can't eat grass." Puppy said with a smile, "Hey, this is the first time I've seen someone as big as you...guy, are you a dog?"
She said this for a reason, because Sirius was almost as big as the foal.
"Woo, woof!" Sirius nodded quickly.
"Okay, then you eat some fruit here, and don't eat any more dead mice. If you want, you can come with me later. There are a lot of delicious food in my tent." Pappy said with a smile. .
Sirius didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt... that he saw "kindness" on the face of this unicorn lady.
Early the next morning, the third grade students ushered in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom seems to have been renovated for the new year. Professor Lupine's style is simple and plain, not as flashy as Lockhart - or, in other words, not as luxurious as Ms. Rozier.
In short, the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom has become more like a qualified classroom.
Right in front of the classroom, there is a huge wardrobe. The wardrobe is still beating, as if there is something in it.
The students looked at the closet with fear. They remembered the lesson Ms. Rozier taught them last year - it was an inferi, placed in the closet. If it is also an inferi this time...
That's not to say that the Inferi are impossible to deal with, but the main reason is that they look really scary.
"Don't worry, students." Professor Lupine walked out of the lounge, "There's just a Boggart in here."
"If you have previewed the textbook, you will know that Boggarts like dark, closed spaces," Professor Lupine continued to educate the students: "Including wardrobes, the gaps under the bed, and the cupboards under the sink - once I I came across an old clock hidden in my ancestors. "Of course this one was moved in yesterday afternoon. I asked the principal if I could leave it alone so that my third-year students could have some practice opportunities." br>
Having said this, Professor Lu Ping held the podium with both hands and looked at everyone.
"Now please listen to the first question I asked - what is a Boggart?"
After the words fell, several people raised their hands.
"Well..." Professor Lupine thought for a moment, pointed to Hermione and said, "Come on, Miss Granger, tell me what a Boggart is."
"A Boggart is a shape-shifting creature," she said. "It will look into your heart and turn into the thing you fear most. The more people there are, the easier it is for the Boggart to deal with—to really kill the Boggart." What’s more, you laugh loudly, and the Boggart explodes into thousands of puffs of smoke and disappears.”
"Very good, very good." Professor Luping clapped his hands and praised: "I can't say it better myself."
"So, the Boggart in the darkness in the closet has not yet taken on any form, and it doesn't know what can scare people outside the door." Professor Lupine continued: "No one knows what kind of Boggart it is. What Gert looks like when he's alone, but when I let him out, he immediately becomes what each of us fears the most."
"But we also have a great advantage now. Do you know what it is?" Professor Lu Ping called the name with a smile: "Ron, tell me?"
"Well?" Ron first used a modal particle, and then said: "As Hermione just said, the more people there are, the easier it is to deal with the Boggart, because it will be confused and not know what to do. ”
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"That's absolutely true." Professor Lupine clapped his hands and said, "When dealing with a Boggart, the best way is to have more people. It will be confused...it will think, what should it look like? Is it a headless corpse, or a carnivorous slug? Once I saw a boggart make such a mistake - it wanted to scare two people at the same time, so it turned itself into half a slug, not at all. Scary.”
At this time, Weiwei knocked on the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
"Hello, Professor Lupine."
Professor Luping turned his head, saw Weiwei, and said with a smile: "Hello, Miss Grindelwald, what can I do for you?"
"I want to find Harry." Vivi said.
"Harry." Professor Lupine called Harry's name, "Miss Grindelwald has something to do with you."
When Harry walked to the door, Professor Lupine suddenly said: "Also, I remember that you didn't attend the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class in seventh grade, right?"
"Yes, Professor." Weiwei said politely: "I'm sorry, I have some personal things to be busy with."
"It doesn't matter, Professor Dumbledore has already told me." Lupine said with a smile: "But I am very curious about what your Boggart will be. If you are still free later, you can come and join us. Defense Against the Dark Arts class"
"Okay, Professor." Weiwei did not refuse Luping's invitation.
As they walked out the door, they could still hear Professor Lupine telling his classmates about the Boggart's weaknesses.
"The spell to repel a boggart is simple, but requires willpower. You know, what really scares away a boggart is laughter. All you have to do is force it to become something you think is ridiculous..."
Harry walked out of the classroom and stood aside, looking at Vivi obediently.
"Go to Professor Dumbledore's office with me later." Weiwei said concisely: "He used the Phoenix to send me a message. The meeting at the Wizengamot will end in more than twenty minutes. I think we should go Ask me about the Death you told me before."
"Okay." Harry nodded.
"In addition, we should also call Cassandra." Vivi thought for a while and said again: "Maybe we should also call Mr. Flamel. After all, he is a legendary alchemist and has lived for more than 600 years. Maybe he has a way to escape death."
"Why do you say that?" Harry asked curiously.
"Because he is also a person who transcends the boundaries between life and death, which is something that the God of Death cannot allow." Weiwei said firmly: "I think he must have some unique qualities to be able to live in the world for so many years without being hunted by the God of Death. Method. ”
"Okay." Harry nodded, "Then what should we do now?"
"Go to class first." Vivi said with a smile: "I really want to see what your Boggart is."
Harry glanced at Vivi speechlessly, turned around and walked into the classroom, and Vivi followed behind him.
When they entered the classroom, they saw Professor Lupine putting a hand on Neville's shoulder and talking to him.
Seeing the two of them walking in, Lupine nodded at them and pointed his wand at the wardrobe. He said loudly: "I count to three, Neville... one, two, three - Start!”
A burst of sparks shot out from the end of Professor Lupin's wand, and the sparks hit the handle of the wardrobe door, which burst open with a bang.
Professor Snape, who had a long hooked nose and a threatening expression, came out and stared at Neville with bright eyes.
The greasy hair swayed with his walking posture, like wakame in the waves.
"This Professor Snape doesn't wash his hair either." Ron commented sharply from the side - he didn't believe that in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, a Snape could randomly appear behind his back?
It turned out that his guess was correct, Snape would not stand behind him and deduct points from him, because he was currently giving a Potions lesson to the fourth year students.
Being pressed step by step by 'Snape', Neville also stepped back step by step, his wand raised, speechless and speechless.
It's not his fault. If he had faced other people, Neville would have pulled out his wand or thrown out the biting cabbage - but he was facing Snape, as if he was being watched by a cat. He was suppressed by his bloodline like a mouse and could not speak at all.
Snape advanced toward him menacingly, reaching into his robes as if about to take out his wand.
"Come on, Neville!" Ron shouted: "Don't lose your place to Gryffindor!"
Neville, inspired by Ron's voice, seemed to have found his backbone.
right! This is just a Boggart, there is nothing to be afraid of!
"Riddikulus!" screamed Neville.
There was a noise, like the cracking of a whip, and Snape stumbled.
They suddenly discovered that Snape's black robe suddenly turned into a long, embroidered green dress. She wore a high hat on her head, with an old eagle specimen that had been eaten by insects on the top of the hat. , with a huge scarlet handbag dangling in his hand.
Everyone didn't know what happened, but they all knew that Professor Snape looked hot in women's clothing!
The classroom suddenly fell silent, and then burst into high-pitched laughter.
The students from the four houses laughed so hard that they slapped their thighs. Even the Slytherin students were laughed out loud by the scene in front of them. Draco suppressed it, but Crabbe and Goyle were beside him. He also joined in the laughter while sitting on the table.
This is a rare sight. Who would have thought that Professor Snape, who has always been strict, would actually wear women's clothes?
The Boggart stopped and looked around at a loss, not knowing what was going on.
"Okay, next one!" Professor Lupine laughed, seemingly very satisfied with Neville's masterpiece, "Ron, come on!"
Ron took crab steps and walked up to Snape, who was dressed as a woman.
"Concentrate, don't be afraid!" Professor Luping shouted with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, a vortex rolled up in the space around Snape, sucking his entire body into it.
After a while, a huge spider appeared in front of Ron. There were red lines on its back, and its legs were sharp... It was hard to tell whether it was barbs or hairs, and its big claws were waving in a clicking manner. It seemed like he was going to cut Ron off at the waist.
Ron let out a "woo". Even now his dueling level is no less than that of a normal fifth or sixth grade student, but it is difficult to calm down when faced with the shadow of his childhood.
He took a deep breath and drew his wand.
"Riddikulus!" he shouted.
The spider was suddenly put on roller shoes on its eight feet. The spider could no longer move forward, and its eight legs slipped and fell heavily to the floor.
Everyone burst out laughing.
"Seamus! You're next!" Professor Lupine said with a smile.
When Seamus stepped forward, the spider spun again, and a female ghost appeared where it originally was.
The female ghost looked ghastly, like something from a Japanese horror movie, with her hands stretched out and an ominous sneer on her face.
"Riddikulus!" cried Seamus.
The female ghost turned into a mouse with a snap, crawling around in place.
"Next! Miss Granger!" Lupine shouted, clapping his hands.
Hermione walked up to the mouse, and after a while, the mouse turned into a huge test paper with Hermione's name written on it and a huge "T" on the side.
She raised her wand and pointed at the test paper: "Riddikulus!"
The test paper made a tearing sound as it was torn into crumbs - and turned into a parrot made of crumbs, just like Jack.
"Next! Miss Grindelwald!" Professor Lupine shouted again.
Weiwei walked up to the Boggart parrot and stood there.
Everyone held their breath, planning to see what the Boggart that terrorizes transfer students is.
The Boggart suddenly made a hissing sound, and a puff of smoke rose up on the spot.
The smoke quickly dissipated, revealing a man.
"Harry?!" Ron exclaimed subconsciously: "It's actually Harry?"
Yes, Vivi's Boggart is Harry...?
Professor Lupin straightened up and looked at the Boggart-turned-Harry with confusion.
Harry himself also felt a little strange. His other self was not far away... No, why was Vivi's Boggart turned out to be me? !
However, what everyone did not expect was that Weiwei did not rush to recite the spell, but waited for the Boggart to approach her.
The Boggart Harry walked up to Vivi with a haughty smile like Cassandra's on his face.
"Oh, Squib - really inferior..."
Weiwei's wand emitted a burst of green light.
Professor Lupine felt his scalp tingling a little. He was very sure that the funny spell was not green——
"Riddikulus!" Weiwei said softly.
That Harry suddenly froze on the spot, his clothes turned into a lady's skirt, and he also put on his head the kind of sunhat that ladies liked to wear a hundred years ago.
Everyone was stunned for several seconds, and then burst into laughter that was even more exaggerated than seeing Snape dressed as a woman.
Especially Ron and Hermione, pointing at Harry himself and burst into earth-shattering laughter.
"Okay, next one -" Professor Lupin clapped and said, "Harry, come on -"
Harry could swear that Professor Lupin definitely did this on purpose, just to make him face himself dressed as a woman.
But he had no evidence to prove that Professor Lupine did it on purpose, so he could only stand up and face the female version of him.
Harry, who was dressed in women's clothing, stood up straight, and another burst of smoke rose with a bang.
Then, the smoke dissipated, revealing a hooded figure holding a scythe.
The figure raised the sickle high and swung it at Weiwei beside him.
"Riddikulus!" he shouted, pointing his wand at the Death Boggart.
The boggart made a crackling sound and transformed into a funny dog head.
The students burst into laughter again. They had never seen such an interesting dog head.
"Next, Miss Abbott!" Professor Luping said again.
Hannah stepped forward and the dog's head transformed into a giant venomous snake.
"Riddikulus!" Hannah pointed at the poisonous snake and chanted the spell.
The poisonous snake turned into a red ribbon, which looked really festive.
Professor Luping clapped his hands and called the students forward again.
It should be admitted that the Boggart was quite persistent. It persisted until all the students had faced the most terrifying things, and then it wilted and was locked in a cabinet by Professor Lupin.
"Now that we're done with class, let's give the poor Boggart some rest," he said.
There was a roar of applause in the classroom, indicating that Professor Lu Ping was recognized by the vast majority of people.
Before class, they were worried about whether Professor Lu Ping would be a competent professor.
"That's great," Professor Lupine exclaimed. "Well done, everyone - I'll give you five points, all four Houses together - for defeating the Boggart with your laughter."
"In addition, everyone who participated in defeating Boggart will receive five points." Professor Lupine said again: "A great lesson - but I still don't plan to let you go. I want to assign you some homework. Please read the chapter about the Boggart carefully and write a nine-inch paper due on Monday...No, get out of class is over!”
After the get out of class was announced, the students were still a little unfinished.
They excitedly discussed what happened in class just now, especially Professor Snape's female Boggart...
Oh my God, Snape's costume, this is...
Harry was not interested in joining their discussion. He followed Vivi and hurried to the principal's office on the eighth floor.
Sitting in the office, Lupine's eyes flickered, and he was still thinking about Harry.
Harry and Vivi soon arrived at the principal's office. Cassandra had been waiting at the door for a long time. Seeing them arriving late, Cassandra wrinkled her nose and said, "Oh, it seems you two Is this why you’re late for a date?”
"I've just finished class," Harry said simply, starting to be careful now.
After being exposed by Ron, he felt even more cautious.
But despite this, there was still a voice in his subconscious telling him - don't give up on anything.
"Oh~" Kassandra squinted her eyes and said: "It turns out that our poor baby is still a child who cannot take care of himself, and his aunt has to pick him up from get out of class..."
When saying this sentence, the word 'aunt' was accented.
Cassandra seems to be emphasizing the relationship between Vivi and Lily through this title. As the best friend of another mother, is it really good to be so close to her child?
"Then you'll pick it up tomorrow." Harry retorted subconsciously.
After saying this, he felt a little regretful. The words were completely out of his mind.
Who knows, Cassandra was not angry, but showed a shallow smile.
"Okay, if you are willing to call me aunt -"
As soon as he finished speaking, the gargoyle stone beast jumped aside.
"The principal invites you to come in," it said.
Cassandra glanced at the couple and walked in immediately.
Harry quickly followed, following Cassandra step by step.
In the principal's office, Mr. Flamel had already been sitting there, and next to him was Pappy in unicorn form.
Seeing Harry coming, Pappy stepped forward and came back with a bag of blueberries from nowhere.
"Here, Harry," said Puppy, "try some freshly picked blueberries -"
"Thank you." Harry reached out and rubbed Pappy's head, then took the blueberry.
They walked to the principal's desk and took their seats.
Dumbledore gave them each some lemonade, the sugar-free kind.
It didn't matter to anyone else, anyway, Mr. Flamel...Dumbledore wouldn't dare give him a lethal amount of sugar.
The old man was already over 600 years old. If he was killed by sugar... he would be immortal.
"Tell me about it." Dumbledore said: "I wanted to ask detailed questions about Death a few days ago, but I have been in meetings at the Wizengamot..."
Harry organized his language and told Dumbledore what happened in Cassandra's dream in detail.
Including the final threat of death, the threat about Papi and Vivi.
After listening to Harry's words, everyone present fell into deep thought, including Mr. Flamel.
"It should be said that I don't know much about the God of Death." Dumbledore crossed his hands and said: "Harry, you should know that my understanding of the God of Death is limited to my foolish pursuit of the power of the Deathly Hallows when I was young... ”
"According to legend, if you obtain the Three Hallows of Death, you can become the master of Death, right?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Dumbledore said softly: "But I still think that this is just a myth."
There was another wordless silence in the principal's office.
"But you still need to rest assured about this." Mr. Flamel said: "The God of Death cannot appear on the main material plane. At least he will not come to the earth to hunt you down - but if he is summoned by others, then Not necessarily.”
After hearing Mr. Flamel's words, Dumbledore paused.
"Take a look at this." He took a letter from the drawer on the side and handed it to Harry and the others: "This is Newt's investigation in North America. He suspects that Voldemort seems to be performing some mysterious ritual."
Harry took the letter and read it carefully with Vivi and the others.
"You mean, Voldemort is also summoning Death?" Harry asked with a frown.
The speculation in the letter is not groundless. After all, the mysterious ritual Voldemort is currently performing is to summon the God of Death through myths and legends from various places.
"From the current point of view, the ritual he tried last year should be to summon Anubis, the Egyptian god of death." Dumbledore reached out and rubbed his eyelids, "But he probably failed, otherwise he would not have performed the current ritual... …”
"But I still don't understand, Professor." Harry frowned and asked, "Voldemort is now in a remnant state. In order to escape death, he even did evil things like splitting his soul. Why did he dare to summon the God of Death? Isn’t he afraid that after summoning the God of Death, he will be the first to be dealt with by the God of Death?”
"Oh, Death is not as extreme as you think, Harry." Mr. Flamel said suddenly: "In my impression, although Death is a bit vindictive, he is still somewhat reasonable - provided you don't provoke him. Angry at him.”
After hearing this, everyone looked at Cassandra.
Everyone knows that Cassandra has a sharp tongue, but who knows if Cassandra has ever satirized the God of Death.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not the kind of fool who can't see the reality." Kassandra spread her hands and said: "Mocking a god of death has no practical benefits for me. How can I do such a thing?" Will you do it?”
Papi lowered his head and whispered: "It's hard to say."
As a result, Cassandra grabbed her ears and tugged her ears several times.
The discussion in the principal's office had no results, but at least some information was learned that was better than nothing.
After discussing with Cassandra, Weiwei decided to look up records and legends about the God of Death.
Harry did not rush back to the dormitory, but came to the Black Lake with Pappy, intending to ask Pappy to help him make an idea.
It was afternoon now, and there were not many students by the Black Lake. Harry and Pappy came to an open space and sat down.
"Pabby." Harry patted Pabby on the neck and said to her: "I have something important to ask you - very important, very important."
"Oh." Pappy nodded and looked around. Seeing that Vivi and Cassandra were not there, he said with a smile: "Okay, then you can ask~"
(Ask for monthly ticket)
(The last 4,000 words are added to the 26,000 monthly ticket last month)
(End of chapter)