Harry Potter: Who cares about belated motherly love?

As he chatted casually with Professor Lupin and asked questions about the course, bitter memories of his first class suddenly surfaced.

"Um, Professor Lupin...I have a request..."

I took a deep breath, tightened my grip on the cup, and then carefully placed it back on the saucer.

"What is it, Ronnie?"

Professor Lupin asked gently.

"Can you... help me with the Boggart combat exercises for the first lesson?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Harry and Professor Lupin were both stunned as if the pause button was pressed.

"Ronnie, you are..."

"If you're worried about your grades..." Professor Lupin began, trying to comfort him.

"No, it's not! Professor Lupin, this is not about grades... I'm just trying to get over my 'trauma'."

The next words gushed out like a flood breaking through a dam.

I told them:

?Since the start of the new term, my dreams have been haunted by the apparitions of "Molly Weasley" and "Ginny Weasley";

?When he encountered Dementors on the Hogwarts Express, he was also accused by the phantom of "Molly Weasley";

?As far as I can remember, I have felt the huge difference in my parents’ attitude towards Ginny and me – my brothers love me from the bottom of their hearts, but my parents pay several times more attention to Ginny than to me;

?Although I thought I had accepted all of this, I now find these questions are causing me great pain;

?Coupled with the threat of Dementors roaming around Hogwarts, this pressure made me fear that I would one day lose to my own phantom;

?My hope is that overcoming the Boggart can at least be the first step toward overcoming trauma.

The pent-up emotions completely exploded at this moment. I couldn't control my emotions and started crying loudly, even sobbing and unable to speak. In the end, I could only be hugged tightly by Harry and sob loudly like a child.

"Ronnie... Oh my God, what is going on..."

Professor Lupin sighed in a low voice, with a complicated look in his eyes. He seemed to be trying to calm himself down, and said slowly: "Your parents, I know them... Arthur and Molly, I have heard about some of their actions towards you..."

Perhaps because of his relationship with my parents (probably through the Order of the Phoenix), Professor Lupin's expression seemed particularly heavy. He hesitated for several times before finally taking a sip of the tea in his cup to moisten his lips and speaking carefully:

"Ronnie, let me get this straight first. Regarding the Boggart tutorial, I cannot approve it."

"how so……"

"Professor Lupin, is there really no way? Ronnie couldn't sleep well before, her complexion was so bad!" Harry tried to defend me.

I was in Harry's arms, trying my best to calm myself down, sobbing and looking up at Professor Lupin. He took out a handkerchief to wipe my tears, although the action was a little clumsy, but I could still feel his concern.

"Listen to me, I'm not trying to embarrass you."

Professor Lupin tried to calm us down in a very gentle tone. He waved his wand, refilled our cups with hot tea, and summoned the honey pot, adding a spoonful of honey to each of us.

"Drink something sweet and you'll feel better."

After we drank the honey tea, he continued:

"Ronnie, the 'trauma' in your heart is deeper than I thought. This problem is beyond my ability and even requires professional treatment by a psychologist from St. Mungo's Hospital. It is extremely dangerous to try to touch these problems casually."

"I understand……"

"I will explain the situation to Madam Pomfrey. Remember, you must consult her as soon as possible, okay?"

"I will, Professor."

"Although tutoring on 'Boggart' is not allowed, I can teach you a method to fight Dementors - however, this magic is very difficult to learn."

"Really?!"

When I heard this, I suddenly raised my head and saw hope.

"Of course, the premise is that you are willing to try."

"Professor Lupin, you mean..." I widened my eyes, pulled Harry's sleeve excitedly, broke free from his arms, and leaned closer to Professor Lupin.

However, just as Professor Lupin was about to continue explaining, there was a sudden knock on the door.

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"Please come in."

Following Professor Lupin's answer, Professor Snape pushed the door open and walked in. He stood at the door with a steaming wine glass in his hand, his eyes quickly swept over us, and he seemed to notice my tearful eyes, revealing a puzzled expression.

"Ah, Severus."

Professor Lupin stood up to block Professor Snape's sight, took the glass, smiled and said, "Thank you very much, I'm sorry for taking the trouble to bring it here."

Snape's eyes moved between Professor Lupin and us, his eyes full of inquiry. But Professor Lupin didn't care about his gaze at all, still smiling and saying:

"It just so happens that I am showing these two children the water demon Grindylow."

"Really? That's great." Snape said coldly.

Professor Lupin gestured in the direction of the sink, remaining calm in the face of Professor Snape's stern gaze, while the latter seemed to have decided not to delve into my affairs any further.

"Lupin, drink it."

"Yes, yes, I will."

Professor Lupin seemed a little humble, holding the goblet steadily with both hands.

"I fried a whole pan. If you need more..."

"Maybe some tomorrow. Thank you, Severus."

"You're welcome."

Professor Snape's eyes flickered with complex expressions as he answered. He stared at us, his cold eyes seemed to be examining us, but in the end he said nothing more and slowly left the room.

Seeing that our eyes were focused on the goblet, Professor Lupin smiled and shrugged, then carefully raised the cup to avoid spilling any potion.

"Professor Snape prepared this potion especially for me. I've never been good at brewing potions, and this one is particularly complicated."

He sniffed the smell in the cup and showed a hint of disgust, but still put the medicine to his lips and sipped it. "It's a pity that sugar can't be added to this medicine, otherwise the effect will be weakened." He shook his body as if to resist the bitter taste of the medicine, and slowly drank the medicine.

"Um... Professor Lupin, are you close to Professor Snape?" Harry asked cautiously, "I heard that you had some... grudges when you were students?"

When the past was mentioned, Professor Lupin seemed to have been touched in a sensitive spot, and he froze instantly.

“Ah, ah… well…”

He hesitated for a few seconds, as if considering how to answer. "Professor Snape is an excellent potion scholar. He has a strong sense of pride in his skills. There are very few wizards who can prepare this kind of potion. And Professor Snape always completes his task perfectly - although, he never mixes personal emotions into it."

After saying this, Professor Lupin seemed to want to cover up his embarrassment and drank the potion in the cup. After drinking it, he covered his mouth quietly, obviously trying to endure the impact of the drug.

"I am lucky to be able to work with a potion master like Professor Snape...especially because I have a special physique and only this kind of medicine can be effective."

Perhaps it was the bitter taste of the potion, or perhaps it was certain fragments of memories, but tears welled up in Professor Lupin's eyes, but he quickly cheered up and changed the subject.

"Well, it's almost time. The other students should be back soon. You two, go back to the dorm. I'll see you at the party tonight."

When I looked down at the watch, I realized it was already 17:30 and the sky outside the window had already darkened completely.

Harry and I said goodbye to Professor Lupin and left his research room. However, it was not until we returned to the Gryffindor common room that we remembered that we had not had time to finish discussing the teaching content on fighting Dementors.

……

Hermione bought a lot of novelty candies from Honeydukes as gifts. It was obviously cold outside, and her cheeks were slightly red from the wind, but from her expression, it was clear that she was very excited and satisfied with the experience.

"From the looks of you, you're having a lot of fun, right?"

"I've never seen these candies before! 'Surprise Fruit Gummy Candies'?"

The candy bottle Hermione brought back was filled with sparkling soft candies with various fruit patterns painted on the bottle. At first glance, these soft candies were no different from ordinary candies.

“This store has so many interesting things! I especially recommend this gummy candy, which explodes in your mouth and turns into juice! The texture is really fun and the taste is super good!”

Hermione was unusually excited and couldn't stop talking. Unfortunately, the Halloween party was about to begin, so we didn't have time to taste the candies slowly. We had to save the opportunity to taste them until after the party.

The layout of the auditorium is magnificent.

Jack-o'-lanterns of various sizes were hollowed out and lit with candles, emitting a faint glow; live bats were flying in the air (although it felt unhygienic, it was clear that magical measures had been taken to deal with these problems). The walls of the Great Hall were covered with orange ribbons, which swayed with the simulated stormy sky, like sea snakes swimming in the sea.

Come to think of it, this year was probably the first time I was able to attend a Halloween party safely. In my first year, I had no mood to enjoy it because of the troll incident (which I won’t mention); in my second year, after being tormented by Nearly Headless Nick’s Day of the Dead party, I was involved in the “Chamber of Secrets” incident.

This year, without all these troubles, I can finally relax and enjoy the fun. This feeling makes me so happy that even my steps become lighter.

——Although all this was completely shattered a few hours later.

The food at the banquet was absolutely amazing.

There are "potato pancakes" made by frying potatoes and flour, "Irish vegetable puree" made with potato salad with vegetables such as cabbage, "black bread" that even contains rings and coins, giving you a treasure hunt-like surprise, candied apples coated with glittering sugar, and sweet and rich pumpkin pie!

The banquet had a wide variety of dishes, which not only satisfied the taste buds, but also the eyes. The house-elves in the Hogwarts kitchen must have been very busy.

The banquet went smoothly, and finally the Hogwarts ghosts performed an entertainment show. Although the show was interspersed with some black humor, the overall effect was excellent and won applause from the whole audience.

After returning to Gryffindor Tower, everyone's excitement had not completely subsided. Although it was usually time to go to bed, after participating in the lively Hogsmeade outing and the grand Halloween party today, everyone was still reluctant to leave, lying on the bed in their pajamas, chatting quietly.

At this moment, the shrill alarm and Professor McGonagall's almost screaming voice echoed throughout the Hogwarts Castle.

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