【HP】I don’t want to fall in love, I just want to mess around

One day after school started, Professor Lupine was finally free and began to teach them the Patronus Charm.

"This is another Boggart I found in the castle." He pointed to the big box he brought over: "This is the closest creature I can find to a dementor, because every time Harry Once you get close to a boggart, it will turn into a dementor, and practicing with it will help you learn the Patronus Charm."

After speaking to Harry, Professor Lupine looked at Esther again and said with a bit of teasing: "You have to be merciful later, this is the only Boggart I can find."

Esther couldn't help but feel ashamed: "She took a step back and said to Lupine: "Don't worry, Professor, I will never get close to the Boggart! "

She didn't want to see such a big slug again.

This class was mainly for Harry to practice the Patronus Charm and to help him eliminate his fear of dementors, so Esther very wisely watched Harry practice from the sidelines.

She felt that Professor Lupin's move was a bit risky, but letting Harry face danger might really stimulate his potential.

After Harry nodded to indicate that he was ready, Lupine grabbed the lid of the cargo box and jerked it open.

A dementor crawled out of the box, its hooded face slowly turned towards Harry, and a gleaming hand grasped the cloak, only a scythe was missing, just like the legendary one. Death makes no difference.

The lights in the classroom flashed a few times and then suddenly went out.

The Dementor began to silently and rapidly advance towards Harry, making a low, grunting sound.

A bone-chilling chill enveloped Harry, and he was almost frozen, unable to move.

"Calling the Guardians! Calling the Divine Guardians!" He yelled and recited the spell, and a silver light emitted from the top of his wand, causing the Dementors to stop in their tracks.

Harry looked pale and looked like he was about to faint.

Professor Lupine immediately stepped forward and waved his wand: "Funny."

The Boggart, transformed into a dementor, returns to the box.

Harry sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

Professor Lu Ping handed over a piece of chocolate and said appreciatively: "You performed well. It seems that you have practiced well."

Harry forced a smile, and then murmured: "I just heard my father's voice. He wanted to restrain Voldemort so that mother and I could escape. There was also mother's scream and...Voldemort..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and buried himself in his robe so that those present could not see the tears on his face.

"Harry."

Professor Lupine knelt down and looked at Harry worriedly: "Maybe we can just contact here today, first..."

"I can continue!" Harry suddenly raised his head and stuffed all the remaining chocolate frogs into his mouth, "I have to continue! What if the dementors suddenly appear when we are competing with Ravenclaw? ?I can't fall again. If we lose this game again, we will lose the Quidditch Cup!"

"Okay..." Seeing his persistence, Professor Lu Ping stopped trying to persuade him: "Maybe you should choose another happy memory. The memory just now was not strong enough."

Harry nodded. He closed his eyes to ponder for a moment, then opened his eyes and said to Lupine: "I'm ready, Professor."

Lupine opened the box again, and the classroom fell into darkness again. The cold breath hit his face. In the darkness, the dementor glided towards Harry and slowly stretched out his rotten hand.

"Call God Guard!"

This time he shouted firmly, and silver light emitted from his wand again. What was different from usual was that a huge blurry shadow lay between him and the Dementor.

"Funny!"

Professor Lupine stepped forward again and fought off the Boggart who had turned into a dementor.

"Great! The Patronus is about to appear. Harry, you did a great job!" Lupine said, striding towards Harry.

"Professor, let me try again." Harry continued to plead with him.

"No." Professor Lu Ping rejected his request mercilessly: "This is enough to try a few times a day, we can't continue."

Seeing Harry's unwillingness, Lupine had no choice but to move Esther aside: "If you are asked to practice in the remaining time, how should Esther practice?"

It was so true that Harry had to give up the idea of ​​continuing to practice.

At this time, Esther took a step forward and said thoughtfully to Professor Lupin: "Professor, I seem to know why I have been unable to fully cast the Patronus Charm. Maybe it's like you said, because of the memories I chose. None of it is intense enough.”

In fact, since she opened her eyes in this life, her life has been quite happy. She was born into a wealthy family with loving parents, and her relatives treated her like a baby and doted on her from an early age. There were very few unhappy moments in her growing up experience.

But ever since she learned that she had traveled to the magical world, she had been feeling a little worried deep in her heart.

Worried about the future plot.

And a clearer understanding of one's own "incompatibility".

She is familiar with the plot and knows that she does not exist in this world. She is an unexpected intruder, like a butterfly diving into this gorgeous world.

She was afraid of being lost in this world, afraid of being expelled from this world, and even more afraid that every time she unconsciously flapped her wings, she would cause harm to the world.

Even if her power is lighter than a butterfly, she cannot create a storm in this world.

Such emotions were weighing on her head, as sudden as a dark cloud suddenly floating in the clear sky on a beautiful day.

Because the happy memories are not pure enough, the Patronus Charm cannot actually be cast.

Esther closed her eyes and began to try to dispel the dark clouds.

She thought of something that happened when she was very young.

At that time, she was still in kindergarten. There was a little fat boy in her class who was very naughty and mischievous. Because the students were all rich or noble, the teacher did not dare to control him too harshly, which made him more and more arrogant.

Then one day he snatched away and tore up the drawing book of the girl next to Esther. When Esther saw something wrong, she drew a knife to help, picked up a stool and smashed the little fat man until he screamed.

Of course, the parents were invited later, but their parents unanimously expressed their support for his behavior of seeing injustice on the road, and worked together to silence the little fat boy's parents.

After school that day, Esther sat on her father's shoulders, like a heroic king.

Holding the ice cream that I was usually not allowed to eat, I was walking home with my parents.

The sunset that day was beautiful, shining gently and brightly on the faces of my parents.

She opened her eyes and waved her wand.

"Call God Guard!"

A ray of silver light shot out. In this silver light, a palm-sized silver butterfly was born from the light as if breaking out of a cocoon. It waved its light wings and flew around the classroom, dispelling the remaining coldness in front of it. breath.

Beautiful and gorgeous.