Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 189 Ungrateful Boggart

Lupin paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"Don't get me wrong, this is just what I want to show the students."

As he spoke, Lu Ping planned to close the door after all the students had entered.

At this moment, Professor Snape slowly stood up and snorted coldly.

"There's no need to close the door. I'd better not watch you teach."

He adjusted his clothes, his black cloak billowing behind him.

Walk to the door.

Professor Snape gave Lupin a cold glare.

"Oh!"

The wooden door was slammed shut from the outside with a dull thud.

The shock made Lupin's eyelashes tremble slightly, and his knuckles unconsciously traced the patterns on the tip of his wand.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head slightly, then turned around, his cloak billowing in an arc.

Arrive in the middle of the lounge.

All the students' eyes fell on him.

"It seems that Professor Snape is not very interested in my class."

Lupin was clearly already used to Snape's terrible attitude.

He raised his hand to the students, gesturing for them to move to the other side of the room.

—There stands an old wardrobe.

Lu Ping tapped the side panel of the wardrobe with his fingers, and the wardrobe trembled slightly.

at this time.

Suddenly, a banging sound came from inside the old cabinet.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The cabinet swayed slightly as a result.

Seeing some students back away in fright from the noise, Lu Ping spoke up to reassure them.

"Don't be nervous, the creature here is not threatening—it's just a Boggart."

Bogut?
What it is?
Many students had never heard of this name.

This also led to many people not being afraid at all.

But upon hearing Lupin's strange name, they couldn't help but suspect that some terrifying creature was hidden in the cabinet, and they all became tense.

It's clearly morning.

However, the classroom looked gloomy and dimly lit.

Many students who were familiar with the characteristics of Boggarts were also stunned.

Dozens of eyes were fixed on the swaying wardrobe.

The dark brown cabinet panels show the grain of wood from years of use, and the brass door knocker taps lightly against the wood as the cabinet vibrates.

It made a continuous clicking sound.

"Boggart loves to hide in the nooks and crannies."

Lupin tapped the cabinet with the end of his wand and began explaining to the students.

Dylan was also staring at the wardrobe.

Bogut...

It seems like a very good subject for research.

"These creatures can easily be found under beds, in various cabinets, toilet tanks, and so on—Professor Flitwick recently caught one in the broom cabinet."

Lupin smiled and said, "I happened to be nearby at the time, so I borrowed this Boggart to use for your practical lessons."

As he spoke, he lightly tapped the clasp with his wand, and the noise immediately stopped.

Lupin turned around.

A gust of wind stirred the tattered corner of the wizard's robe, brushing against the tense brows of the students in the front row.

"Can anyone tell me what the essence of a Boggart is?"

Hermione, who was right next to Dylan, immediately raised her hand.

"A shape-shifting, intangible creature! It takes on a form based on the observer's fear!"

Lupin: "('-'*) That's right... In layman's terms, this creature will transform into a form it thinks will frighten us."

He held the wand in one hand and gently stroked the tip of it with the other.

"This Boggart is still lurking in the shadows, sensing what's happening. Wait until I open the door—"

Lupin paused deliberately.

"It will become the thing that one of us fears most, like—Professor Snape taking your potions homework with a score of 0."

"Pfft..."

The tense atmosphere in the classroom suddenly froze, followed by suppressed laughter.

Dylan rubbed his chin.

Lupin's claim that Bogut seems to appear everywhere is met with skepticism.

—He studied at Hogwarts for two years and especially liked to go to some remote corners, so how come he never ran into a Boggart?
How come Lupin caught a Boggart the moment he came to class?

Does this thing depend on appearance?
While Lupin was explaining the habits of the Boggarts to the other students.

Dylan, however, wanted to try divination to see what frightening things he would see when facing Boggart.

—If the Mirror of Erised allows him to see his own desires.

Then Bogut can make him see the fear in his heart.

This still interests Dylan a lot.

After all, before becoming a wizard.

He's just like an ordinary person.

I'm afraid of ghosts and monsters.

I'm afraid of insects that look ugly and bizarre.

He might even have a tiny bit of a fear of heights, but that's something that can be overcome.

—Judging from how quickly he mastered the flying broomstick, he overcame the challenge very quickly.

However, after becoming a wizard...

Through the achievement system, I unlocked many max-level spells.

Now he has even captured Voldemort's juvenile form.

Dylan also wanted to know what he was still afraid of.

Ghosts or monsters?

Dylan thought of the spells he possessed.

Expelling spirits, stealing the words of remnant souls, seizing souls and spirits, glaring at Cthulhu...

Including the features he illuminated.

The wand of power that one possesses...

Even Dementors would rather lower themselves to the dust and become their foot-washing maids.

Let alone ordinary ghosts and monsters.

meet him.

It takes considerable courage for these ghosts not to flee in fear.

As for those ugly, bizarre insects...

Dylan tapped his chin lightly with his index finger.

"Now, when those eight-eyed giant spiders see me, they act like they've seen a ghost. They either run away or flee, and some even have their eight legs go limp."

Dylan smacked his lips.

This made it so that he would finally find time to go to the Forbidden Forest, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to steal some of the resources there.

It's becoming increasingly difficult to encounter the eight-eyed giant spider hunting at night.

Dylan strongly suspects that it was the spider Hagrid raised that gave the orders to these eight-eyed giant beads.

Keep them away from the house as much as possible, no, as far as possible.

As for being afraid of heights, that goes without saying.

Dylan can now fly not only with a flying broom.

You can also fly on your own, transform into a dragon and fly, ride a dragon and fly, or ride a winged beast with a harpy head and horse's body...

He has a variety of options to choose from.

"Now that I am strong enough, what could possibly frighten me?"

Dylan tossed a coin and caught it.

Spread it out and take a look.

For an instant.

His vision gradually went out of focus, and he saw many different scenes.

Cedric collapsed stiffly, a purple mark from the Killing Curse piercing his forehead.

Old Dumbledore's robes fluttered at the top of the tower before falling. Fred's smiling face was frozen in the firelight of the black magic explosion, his fingers still making a peace sign.

Professor Snape's throat was pierced by Nagisa's fangs, and blood bubbles gushed out wildly.

These scenes flashed through his mind.

That's not all.

Many people that Dylan didn't even know, or didn't recognize, became corpses.

—Some people's faces were blurred with blood, while others, like Fred, died directly in the explosion.

These corpses eventually piled up.

Dylan suddenly realized that these seemed to be scenes he had seen before in the crystal ball fragments or in the afterimages of prophecy.

But now, Boggart has turned it into a bloody, mangled jigsaw puzzle.

The corpses were piled up into a small mountain.

Some were wearing Hogwarts robes, some were draped in Death Eater cloaks, and many more were men, women, and children with indistinct faces.

— Dylan even saw his parents, as well as Florin and his daughter Vera.

Dylan raised his eyebrows slightly.

This means...

Was he afraid of corpses?
This is simply too ridiculous.

He has killed countless living beings with his magic spells.

As for the corpse...

Either hatch an obsidian flower for him.

They would either be thrown into a pool of stagnant water and turned into corpses that he could manipulate.

Dylan didn't find the corpses frightening at all.

So, was he actually afraid that these corpses belonged to people he cared about?
"But I would never let the people I care about die."

Dylan smacked his lips again.

He felt that Boggart didn't seem to be very capable either.

Even though he might feel a pang of unease at the sight, he knew it was unrealistic.

Dylan will not let his parents die, and therefore will not let the scene Boggart depict happen.

Through divination.

Dylan believes that Boggart may not be able to conjure up the image he fears.

—Because he really has nothing to be afraid of.

Moreover, the monster probably couldn't see the emptiness deep in his soul, and could only piece together the most tragic fragments of his memory to fill the void.

However, one code equals another.

"Luckily, I did a divination beforehand. Otherwise, if Boggart had faced me directly, and I had been transformed into this form, it would have caused me a lot of trouble."

Dylan silently chanted the incantation.

The barrier of the brain shut-in was firmly established in his mind.

Dylan once again tries to glimpse a vision of the future.

However, in that scene, Boggart merely swayed.

Ultimately, however, it still retained the form of piled-up corpses.

"Tsk, they really are the type to refuse a toast only to suffer a penalty."

Dylan snorted inwardly.

He hadn't expected that this spell would work on both Old Man Dumbledore and Professor Snape's Legilimency.

To my surprise, I stumbled on Boggart.

But...

As a formless shapeshifting creature, the Boggart is essentially a personified container of fear.

It has no fixed form and usually exists as a gray mist, taking shape by relying on the target's fear.

—To be precise, it actively senses the observer's deepest fears and transforms them into visual images.

But for Dylan...

This thing is still a being composed of energy and mental energy, and can be influenced by exorcised spirits.

Dylan's eyes flickered.

He consulted the oracle again.

Observe yourself and try to observe the changes in Boggart after using the expulsion technique or even soul-stealing technique.

In the future, Dylan saw that after the Boggart let out a sharp laugh, the surface of the pile of corpses that appeared suddenly rippled like water.

Cedric suddenly sat up and began blowing bubbles through his nostrils.

Old Deng's silver hair turned into fluorescent pink, gracefully waltzing in mid-air.

Professor Snape crawled into Nagini's snake mouth, leaving only his large buttocks exposed, and kept wriggling.

"Holy crap... this is real terror."

Dylan's lips twitched violently as he watched the bizarre scene that Boggart conjured in the future.

Compared to the scene of piled-up corpses just now.

Dylan had to admit it.

He expelled the influence of the spirit.

The form in which Boggart regenerated did indeed give him a slight sense of dread.

—This is just too damn weird!
Even if Professor Snape were dead and jumped off the building in Dumbledore's place, he couldn't possibly do such a thing!
Dylan quickly tried to use the Expel Spirit to change Boggart's form again.

Dylan continued to perform divination until he sculpted it into a comical clown.

After confirming it several times.

Bogut is unlikely to come up with anything outrageous or dramatic.

He finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

at the same time.

Lupin stood before the crowd.

After signaling the students to gather around,

He began teaching his students spells specifically designed to counter Boggarts.

"Remember to press the tip of your tongue against your upper gum, and make the trilled 'r' sound a little playful—after all, this is a spell that makes fear laugh."

“But the Boggart is not afraid of the syllables of the spell; what it fears is your audacity to humiliate your fear.”

"For example, give the giant bead a pink tutu, or make the Dementor's hood full of bells."

After leading the whole class in reciting the incantation three times.

Lupin spoke again: "Don't forget the laughter."

"Breaking through fear requires more than just spells—the magic of these spells lies entirely in laughter."

"Only your laughter can force Boggart to change into a form that you actually find funny."

As he spoke, Lupin turned around and knocked on the trembling wardrobe.

The clinking of the brass rings mingled with the clanging sounds from inside the cabinet.

The students lined up in an orderly fashion.

Despite their reluctance, these students were actually quite excited, even amidst their nervousness.

Even when facing the fear of the unknown, there is a professor clearly there to protect you.

As long as their safety can be ensured, fear will only be an exciting stimulant.

—It's like a roller coaster.

Hermione, standing at the front of the line, gripped her wand tightly, facing the Boggart, something new and unfamiliar to her.

Hermione immediately put her previous distress to the back of her mind.

Keep an eye on the cabinet, ready to move forward at any moment.

Neville, however, huddled in a ball between Dylan and the others in the back row.

"Alright, first student, get ready and come forward."

The students in the front row walked forward, filled with fear.

One by one, they stood in front of the wardrobe.

Gray mist billowed out of the cabinet.

Lupin released Bogut completely.

The first student immediately let out a gasp.

Dylan tilted his head as he looked at Neville, who was trembling slightly beside him.

Is there anything you're particularly afraid of?

Neville swallowed hard, then shook his head slightly.

"No... I don't really know."

Dylan blinked: "You don't even know what you're afraid of? What are you afraid of?"

"Uh... but it's precisely because I don't know what I'm afraid of that I'm afraid."

Neville was also taken aback.

(End of this chapter)