I, Hogwarts Second Week

Chapter 36 Owen, what are you most afraid of?

"There's a troll!!!"

Zachary Smith was the first to rush out.

He was a tall, thin boy with a turned-up nose, yellow hair, and pure blood.

In the same dormitory as Owen, Justin, and Ernie McMillan.

But neither Irving nor Justin like Zachary Smith and Ernie McMillan very much.

It's not because they are both pure-bloods, of course there are other reasons. Although they are not as mean to Muggle-born wizards as Slytherin, they are by no means that good.

Being arrogant is the norm.

What's more important is that Zacharis is a very strange person.

He is taciturn and withdrawn. Even in Hufflepuff, he seems a bit out of place.

Justin complained quite a bit about this, and what he often said was that even though they were all purebloods, they couldn't even compare to a single hair of Hannah's!

"Trolls have taken over our dormitory!" A disheveled Ernie MacMillan was the second to rush out.

He panicked like a frightened rabbit, jumping up and down and hiding behind the armchair in the lounge.

"what happened?"

Holding the rose cake in his hand, Owen, who had not yet swallowed it hastily, was also confused as a monk.

Troll? Appeared in his room?

what is this?

Are you sending credits?

Owen, who couldn't figure out the reason even after racking his brain, glanced at the other two useless guys, then picked up his wand and ran into the dormitory.

Grandma, you dare to play dirty with me!

Quirrell thinks he has a long life!

I couldn't help but throw the blame to Quirrell first, that must be the right thing!

Since the troll incident, the child has given up on himself.

He was determined to work as a wage earner for Voldemort.

The energetic graveyard dancing of the past has also disappeared.

Why!

What a poor kid.

From an ordinary person's point of view, Quirrell's pursuit of success and wealth is not unreasonable, but the problem is that not all mistakes can be forgiven. If it weren't for him, Voldemort would still be hiding in the Albanian forest, parasitizing a certain place. A dying poisonous snake.

Even if you give him a few decades, I'm afraid he won't be able to accumulate enough strength to make a comeback.

However, due to Quirrell's stupid behavior, Voldemort quickly resurrected. The fact that he could grow to the size of a baby in the third grade was related to the fact that he absorbed a large amount of Quirrell's vitality.

In any case, Quirrell is not worthy of pity. He should be held responsible for his actions!

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In the dormitory, there were waves of roars of giant monsters and the sound of beating sticks.

Owen rushed into the dormitory and immediately saw Justin hiding behind his window sill, shivering.

The child's face turned pale, as if his soul had already left this body.

On the other side, right next to the edge of his bed, a giant monster as high as the ceiling was wreaking havoc on his bed board.

"That evil beast from there!" Owen shouted when he saw this. He raised his wand and was about to bite the big melon to kill it. "Why don't you show your true colors quickly!"

Suddenly a ridiculous scene took place.

I saw that the originally majestic giant seemed to be deflated and quickly shrank, and then its body twisted and turned into his appearance.

Just like the other self he saw in the morning.

"Huh?" Owen took a step forward. The frightened 'other self' was so frightened that he got into the box by his window in a panic. ‘

With a bang, the box closed and everything settled.

"Here" while repairing his bed that no longer looked like a bed, Owen was brainstorming crazily.

"Could this be a Boggart?" he vaguely guessed.

This is consistent with the prank his grandfather said, and also consistent with the fact that this creature can infinitely transform.

Just - why am I most afraid of myself?

"Is this what the instructors say, that a person's real opponent is himself?"

"Then - what is that?" Seeing that there was no roaring sound for a while, Justin finally couldn't bear it anymore, stuck out half of his head, and asked weakly.

"Um - a Boggart, a Christmas gift from my grandpa." Owen tapped the iron box with his wand, and then forcefully opened the box.

"What it is?"

"Boggart? Oh! A magical creature that can shape-shift. It will look into your heart and turn into the thing you fear most. The spell to deal with Boggart is the Boggart Expelling Curse "Funny". The spell makes Boggart Gert becomes the funniest person you think you can be."

Speaking of which, Justin’s biggest fear turns out to be trolls!

Why! It leaves a psychological shadow on the child.

Owen felt a little guilty, why is it a troll! If it were anything else, he could get it.

The box was opened again, and another Owen arrived as expected.

"What are you most afraid of?" Justin held the edge of the bed and stood up tremblingly, "Why is it that you are most afraid of yourself?"

"How do I know this? Maybe this Boggart is broken." Owen did not tell him about his Occlumency. The kid couldn't understand it anyway.

For a wizard who is proficient in Occlumency, changing his mind is just a matter of a thought, and Boggart will naturally make mistakes because of this.

Although Owen has not completely mastered this curse, like Snape and Dumbledore.

But it's more than enough to block the prying eyes of a tiny Boggart.

"I——" Justin's heart was in turmoil. It turns out that you also know how terrible you are!

Seeing that Owen just closed the box again and had no intention of throwing it away, he hurriedly asked: "Are you planning to put this terrible thing in the dormitory?"

"This is the tradition of the wizarding family. Who doesn't have a few magical creatures in their home? There is a family of ghouls living in the attic of Ron's family." The hand holding the wand waved slightly, and the debris on the edge of his bed beside him It transformed into a big lock, which tightly bound the box. Then, Owen kicked the box into the bottom of his bed.

“You know what’s the best way to face your fears?”

"What?"

"Face it with a smile!"

"The best way to eliminate fear is to face it, come on! Ollie!"

Owen screamed to the sky and went out, leaving Justin with a confused look on his face.

He spent the next few days wandering around Hogwarts aimlessly.

One night.

Owen unexpectedly spotted Dumbledore in the corridor.

In the early morning, the old principal also came out to bask in the sun!

Guessing that there might be fun ahead, Owen followed without thinking.

Then one after another, one old and one young, they came to an abandoned professor on the fifth floor.

"Now that you're here, would you like to come and have a look too?"