Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

"are you alright?"

Lupine was a little regretful that he didn't step forward immediately and separate the Slytherin girl from the Boggart. She looked worse than fighting the Dementors.

But Slytherins usually value ability and other things. Although he was worried about her status in the academy, at this moment, Miss Albert was almost fainting and made him feel guilty. The feeling got worse again.

Cedric took a step forward before he could finish. The Boggart jumped out of the cabinet again. Before it could take shape, he waved his staff and said, "Funny."

No one could see his boggart clearly.

The Hufflepuff prefect's mouth pursed into a straight line, and a trace of unprecedented anger appeared on his face that was always gentle and kind, and he didn't know who it was directed at.

No one blamed him for not understanding the charm of Boggart and not wanting to expose himself.

After all, Miss Albert's Boggart just now shocked the little wizards present: everyone has more or less seen themselves dying or half-dead.

"I'm fine." Miss Albert took a deep breath and escaped from the trembling. "I feel great now."

"I think it's really interesting to be able to identify what you are most afraid of." She showed a tired but heartfelt smile, "Boggart is a good animal, it is really powerful."

Then his legs softened.

The Slytherin girls held her between the two.

"No way, no way, no way?" Bell Baker finally recovered from the shock of Miss Albert's infinite imagination, "Albert, you won't love me so much that you can't help yourself, right? "

"God, I haven't figured out how to say no to you yet," he said, "even though we are at odds."

"But if you really like me that much—"

"There's something wrong with you! Baker!" Miss Albert laughed and scolded, "Go away and find your grandmother."

The atmosphere in the classroom became relaxed again, and the originally awkward atmosphere was quickly overcome by the students' teasing laughter among each other.

However, there are still some people who are in a bit strange state.

Apart from Cedric, Rove also felt confused: "Claudine, what illusion did I give you that you will be bitten to death by some large animal?"

"You can't really do that-"

"Brother..." Miss Albert said softly, "Don't imitate Bell Baker, he is not funny at all."

"Because it's really scary!" He said, "Especially when you were stunned, that Slytherin sister had fire coming out of her nose."

Helles snorted at Rolf from behind Clooney.

"I just wanted to see it." Clooney found an excuse for his behavior, "I've never heard of a Boggart changing his mind when facing a person."

"I still have to apologize to you..." she said, "I think this is a bit unlucky..."

"Would you like to go to Chinatown and buy a few incense sticks to say goodbye? Oh my god, what is that called? It's bad luck."

"It's better to stop it." Luofu pulled the corner of her clothes. Cedric hadn't said a word since just now, which was even scarier than seeing himself half-dead.

Unexpectedly by everyone attending the course, others tacitly concealed Miss Albert's part from the content of the course.

After Lupine announced that get out of class was over, he called Crowney's name.

"Stay for a while? Clooney? Is it convenient for you?"

"Yes, Professor."

Rejecting the company of other companions, Miss Albert stayed after class uneasily.

Lupine nodded at her and walked to the familiar office.

His few clothes were piled in the corner of the office.

He certainly looked too strapped for it.

"Are you okay? Clooney?" Lupine preemptively said, "I'm sorry...for not ending this practice as soon as possible. I should have thought that you didn't want to."

"I'm fine, Professor." Clooney played with the hem of his clothes with his fingers in embarrassment, trying to divert his attention, "I was worried about breaking the atmosphere of your class..."

"No matter from which point of view, you are not wrong..." Lu Ping said, "This is beyond our control."

"The best way to overcome fear is to face it," Clowney said. "To be honest, I wasn't very sure until I saw the specifics."

"Are you sure now?"

"Yes." Miss Albert nodded, "I also have to thank you for not interrupting me directly."

"Because I didn't react." Lu Ping smiled bitterly, "I don't know what happened to you in the past, and I don't know whether these things will cause other levels of harm to you - to be honest, I am so It’s the first time in many years that I’ve seen a Boggart change into so many forms when facing one person.”

"So, we can draw a good conclusion -" Miss Albert took the chocolate from Lupine - where did he get so much chocolate?

"Boggarts are more troublesome with abstract things," she said. "If a person is afraid of something broader than a specific thing, he will start to exhaustively enumerate."

"What does this mean?" Lu Ping took a sip of hot tea.

"This shows that abstract concepts may be a collection of many concrete things in the eyes of magical animals."

"That's the fact." Lupine laughed, a warm and heartfelt kindness showing on his scratched face, "I'm glad you weren't affected by such an abstract... um, incident? Influence."

"It's hard for people to recognize themselves. It would be the best thing if they could understand themselves as much as possible." Clooney imitated his movements and picked up the lid of the kettle in his hand, blowing the hot air on his head.

Covered by the mist, her expression was unreal.

"I'm afraid to see clearly what I'm afraid of because, vaguely, I feel like I can't control the things that scare me." She said, "But people have to face themselves and their own avoidance. It’s the biggest irresponsibility.”

"Napoleon once said: The disaster that befell you one day is the retribution of your laziness in the past."

"I didn't know until today that I had actually been worried about that possibility."

She wasn't quite sure why she was confiding so much to a teacher she had just met. But, indeed, there was no one else but him to whom I could confide.

An outsider who seems to have nothing to do with any incident and accidentally breaks this undue fear? Maybe you can say that? After all, Lupine looked like a poor teacher who was overzealous.

It would be difficult for anyone to understand her fear of death. In other words, they may think that it is not worth it for her to think this way. Worrying about things that haven't happened is only for fools.

It also puts others in a position of being weaker than oneself, thinking that one's own position of power is higher than that of others.

Not to herself, but to anyone but herself, and to everyone who belongs to her.