Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

"That's Boggarts for you. When they know someone's around, they always like to show off like this, giving you a little scare first!"

"So here's the second question: what do you think their behavior right now resembles? Use your imagination; this isn't in the book."

After a brief silence, Draco didn't raise his hand, but lazily said, "Like a pet white peacock..."

"It loves to show off. When people come over, it likes to spread its tail and flaunt it. The more exaggerated the people are, the happier it is."

Other students briefly whispered among themselves, unsure whether it was because Draco had answered a question or because of the white peacock mentioned in his answer.

"That's a very vivid description; it just loves to show off! Let me see..." Lupin looked in the direction of the voice, "Slytherin, five points!"

"I hope everyone can raise their hand before speaking, so that I can see you immediately and avoid accidentally giving the college points to someone else."

He then asked Boggart several more questions, and Wizette's roommates eagerly answered them.

Lupin was also very generous, not stingy with the opportunity to earn extra points; as long as you answered the questions correctly, you could get extra points.

He seemed to be intentionally adjusting the atmosphere to ensure the classroom was relaxed and pleasant, as a preparation for dealing with Boggart.

"Alright! Next up is the main focus of our practical lesson—dealing with an impatient Boggart."

Seemingly in response to Lupin's words, Bogut's locker moved a few more times.

Lupin smiled and said in a spirited voice, "This Boggart doesn't know how many opponents it will face. Of course we will win!"

"Let's review the questions one last time. Having many people is the biggest advantage. Even if you feel scared, think about your classmates; they're all watching you!"

"We also need strong willpower, but I don't need to worry about that at all. You all did an excellent job in the last lesson! And finally, there's the spell—funny funny!"

"Once we confront our fears, recite this mantra and try to think of the most interesting or funny thing you've ever done. We've already practiced this, so it's that simple!"

The students had already lined up, and Lupin quickly walked to the lockers.

He stood in the corner, looking at the students, and pointed his wand at the locker, saying, "Mr. Crabbe, the locker door will open when I count to 'one.' Ready?"

Vincent Crabbe gripped his wand tightly and nodded with difficulty.

"Relax, it's not that scary!" Lupin coughed lightly. "Three...two...one!"

He gently raised his wand, and a string of sparks flew from the tip of the wand, causing the locker door to spring open.

The transformed Vincent Crabbe, also wielding a wand, emerged from the locker. As he fell to the ground, the wand sparked and ignited "himself."

Flames surged, and the Vincent Crabbe that Boggart had transformed into let out painful cries as he struggled to crawl forward, seemingly trying to pounce on the real Vincent Crabbe.

Seeing his own figure burning before him, Vincent Crabbe frantically took two steps back, his wand trembling as he raised it, but he couldn't utter the complete spell.

“Don’t rush, let’s try again later.” Lupin moved Vincent Crabbra aside and said to Lisa Dupin of Ravenclaw, “Miss Dupin, show it what you’re capable of!”

Lisa Dupin took a step forward, and the burning "Vincent Crabbe" suddenly grew taller, turning into a bloody, skinned horse.

This is a magical animal called the Nakrawi, which typically lives off the coast of the northern British Isles and whose breath contains poison.

Lisa Dupin raised her wand. "Hilarious! Hilarious!"

Nakravi, who had been spewing green poison gas, transformed into a brightly colored rocking horse.

Lupin said from the side, "Very good! Next!"

Draco Malfoy stepped forward, and the wobbly rocking horse quickly transformed, revealing Lucius Malfoy, leaning on a silver cane adorned with a snake's head, standing before him.

Boggart, now transformed into Lucius Malfoy, narrowed his eyes slightly and said in an extremely dejected tone, "I'm very disappointed in you!"

“Hilarious! Hilarious!” Draco’s voice trembled slightly, but he waved his wand with unwavering determination.

Boggart transformed into Lucius Malfoy in an instant, and a white peacock appeared before everyone's eyes, swaying its body and spreading its tail feathers, looking extremely magnificent.

It paced back and forth in front of everyone, as if showing off its tail.

"Next!"

Vizette stepped forward, but Boggart did not change anything, remaining in the form of a white peacock displaying its tail feathers.

However, at this moment, the white peacock's movements became stiff, and it no longer maintained its showy expression. Its tail feathers drooped down, revealing a sense of helplessness, as if it did not know what it should become.

"Hmm..." Lu Ping pursed his lips. Actually, he wasn't surprised that this kind of thing happened.

After spending these days with him, he had gained a basic understanding of Wizette's talent through conversations with the professors...

Chapter 166 Courage is not the absence of fear

What surprised Lupin the most was that even Snape treated Wizette differently.

Even putting all that aside, Lupin's observations in the first lesson revealed that Vizet had clearly mastered the knockback spell.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to cast a knockback spell that surpasses that of other students even when completely distracted.

It now seems that Vizette must have some knowledge of magic like Occlumency, and a fairly high level of proficiency at that, which is why she could confuse Boggart.

Boggart, who had transformed into a white peacock, paused for a moment, seemingly finally finding the direction of the transformation, and his body slowly elongated into a human form.

Lupin pursed his lips. Bogut was changing so slowly, something that had never happened before.

Boggart transformed into the appearance of a student, his features obscured, wearing a school uniform robe, with a table in front of him and a cauldron on which he was brewing a potion.

The student transformed by Boggart looked extremely nervous, his hands trembling as he picked up a spoon and scooped up a mouthful of potion, bringing it to his face.

Because the "student's" features are vague, Lupin can only determine that it is either in a classroom or taking an exam, and the potion being brewed is the test question the "student" is facing.

Could this be... something Vizet experienced before? I don't think so, right?

Such a careless trial of potions... why did Snape treat Vizet differently?

……

The student that Boggart had transformed into shuddered and suddenly began to mutter to himself in a voice that was difficult to distinguish as male or female.

"I'm taking my final exams, what am I supposed to do?" It looked ahead blankly, as if it understood something.

"It's a potion of forgetfulness... How come I've already brewed it? Is it really ready? Why don't we try it..."

It muttered to itself, scooping up another spoonful of potion and placing it in front of it, then shuddered again, "I'm taking my final exams... It's a potion of forgetfulness... Should I try it?"

"No! How could it do this!" Vincent Crabbe, standing next to Lupin, screamed, covering his face. "How could it know this?"

Two other Slytherin students, including Gregory Goyle, shared a similar expression to Vincent Crabbe.

Draco was struggling to hold back his laughter. Despite his flushed face, pursed lips, and slightly trembling body, he kept his arms crossed over his chest, trying his best not to make a sound.

The other students in the classroom didn't hold back and were already laughing hysterically, some even laughing until tears streamed down their faces.

Thanks to the Hufflepuff School's word, this amusing anecdote about the first-year final exams has become known to all the students in the same grade.

Although the students didn't know who had drunk the forgetfulness potion, and even to the point of being bloated, it didn't stop them from remembering it vividly.

Even students from Slytherin found it hard to suppress their laughter at such a situation;

However, they were more reserved; at least they didn't laugh so hard they were doubled over or cried.

……

Chris Moon trembled all over. "It's a pity I can't see the face clearly. If it looked like Vizette, I'm afraid I'd be laughed to death!"

“Gentlemen, I’m telling you… this isn’t funny.” Michael Conner wiped away the tears from the corner of his eye. “Think about it, this is something Vezet is afraid of.”

“I agree…” Anthony Goldstein patted his chest lightly, panting as he agreed, “It’s really terrifying… If another Snape… Professor, that would be even funnier!”

Boggart panicked a bit, and before Vizet could even say "funny funny," it took the initiative to choose a second target, knocking over the cauldron and rushing towards Vizet's back.

It approached Gregory Goyle, transformed into Draco's likeness, and said with an extremely contemptuous expression, "Get out of here! You have no right to appear before me!"

"Oh!" Gregory Gore cried out, staggering back two steps.

Draco, standing to the side, said with dissatisfaction, "What's there to be afraid of?"

Gregory Goyle glanced at the real Draco, then at the Boggart who had transformed into Draco, and raised his wand, trembling, "Smack...smack...smack!"

Draco's size rapidly increased, transforming him into the likeness of Vincent Crabbe, before he slipped and fell to the ground.

Michael Conner glanced at Vincent Crabbe, who was gritting his teeth, and shook his head, saying, "It's over... I feel like their friendship might be coming to an end."

Another burst of laughter erupted around them. After Anthony recited the spell, the old woman dressed in the Auror uniform of the Magical Congress transformed into Michael riding a flying broomstick.

The flying broom must have malfunctioned, because it carried Michael, who had become Boggart, into the air, and made him bounce around like a bouncy rubber ball, repeatedly hitting the ceiling.

“Anthony!” Michael said through gritted teeth, his voice sounding like it was being forced out from between his teeth.

Terry Boots put his hand on Michael's shoulder. "It's over... I feel like... your friendship might be coming to an end too."

……

Undoubtedly, this was an extremely enjoyable practical lesson, although a few pairs of friends may have developed a rift that needs to be healed.

As for how long it will take for the rift to heal, that depends on just how strong their friendship is.

Even after the bell rang, the students reluctantly put away their wands and watched Boggart flee towards the locker.

Boggart, still looking like "Burning Vincent Crabbe," squeezed into the not-so-spacious locker, slammed the door shut, and dared not make any more noise.

Lupin clapped his hands and called for the students to gather together. "Alright, before I announce the end of get out of class, please try to restrain yourselves... I'd like to say a few more words to you!"

The classroom echoed with the students' coughs, helping them to quickly regain their composure and try to calm down.

After the students quieted down, Lupin continued, "You all performed very well, far exceeding expectations! Therefore, each of you will receive five bonus points!"

Amid the students' applause, he smiled and bowed, "I think you all understand how important it is to remain calm and confident when facing black magic or any form of fear."