[HP] Dali's Bread

On Thursday morning, Darley had Potions class with Gryffindor (as always, as if the schedule didn't know how conflicting Slytherin and Gryffindor were).Today they're working on a new potion: the shrinking solution.They have to deal with some nasty caterpillars or some thick and thin plant roots.

I hate Potions, Darley thought.But he immediately remembered that Professor Snape would come to inspect the situation in a while, so he reluctantly picked up a caterpillar aggrieved.

"Uh... really disgusting." She made a retching gesture to her deskmate Millicent, who carefully glanced at Professor Snape who was sitting on the podium, and whispered : "Let's get it right, he might be so angry after finishing his homework that we should drink it."

Darley was sure it was something Snape could do, so she nodded.Both she and Millicent didn't do very well in Potions, but the three stooges are the best, and the two Slytherins can always get mixed up!

While she was cutting up the caterpillar, Malfoy staggered into the keep, his right arm wrapped in a bandage and suspended by a sling, pretending to be a hero who had survived some terrible battle .

"How's it going, Draco?" Pansy Parkinson asked with a smirk. "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts," Malfoy said, making a brave face on purpose.But Darley saw him wink at Crabbe and Goyle when Pansy looked away.

"Sit down, sit down," said Professor Snape lazily.

"I thought Mr. Malfoy would greet you first. You know, you were brave like a Gryffindor that day, and I was moved to tears by the side." Millicent's words had a sense of gloating, " Don't be too sad, men are like this."

Daly glared at Millicent, and flicked the tuber towards her, "I have nothing to do with Malfoy."

"Farewell, you're going to be in the school hospital these days." Dali rolled her eyes, watching Malfoy put the cauldron next to Harry and Ron and continue to find fault with him.

Malfoy really stinks!

Her fig-wrapping hand plucked at its skin viciously.It was only after Millicent reprimanded him in a low voice that he eased his mood.

A few seats away from them, Longbottom was in trouble.Neville always had a nervous breakdown in Potions, which was his worst subject, and since he was terrified of Snape, things were ten times worse.His potion, which was supposed to be a bright green acid, turned orange, and he screwed up again.

And Professor Snape had no doubt scolded him, and he looked like he was on the verge of tears.Dali quickly turned all her attention to the cauldron. She may have used all her control to squeeze the bile of the mouse, but she didn't know how much it was less than the leech juice, so she could only squeeze it little by little. Add until the potion turns green.

Only then did she and Millison let go of their hanging hearts.

The next class was the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the term, and Dali tried hard not to pay attention to Malfoy, but still—

"Ouch!" When she walked to the classroom of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, her ponytail (the hairstyle was changed because she was afraid that her hair would fall into the cauldron and affect her grades) was pulled so hard that she almost fell backwards .

She glared at the instigator angrily, and Malfoy smirked at her before saying to his real challenger: "Trying to single-handedly try to catch Black, Potter? Dursley you Aren't you going to help him? Aren't you relatives?"

"It's none of your business." Harry grabbed Darley and helped her straighten her messy ponytail.

"What a touching affection—" Malfoy's thin lips curled into a mean smile, "of course, if it were me, I would have been proud of something. I wouldn't stay in school and be a good boy, I I'll be looking for him everywhere."

"What are you talking about, Malfoy?" said Ron gruffly, looking as if he had rushed to beat him.

"Don't you know, Potter?" Malfoy whispered, his pale eyes narrowing.

"Know what?" Harry blocked Ron from rushing up.

Malfoy let out a low sneer.

"You probably don't want to risk your life," he said, "and want those dementors to deal with him, don't you? But if I were you, I'd have revenge. I'd find him myself."

"What are you talking about?" Harry said angrily.Dullie threw down her schoolbag and smashed it on Malfoy's chest, "I really can't stand you guys bickering here, why don't you quarrel in Potions class?" After she finished speaking, she turned to Malfoy again. With blank eyes, he left angrily.

Malfoy smiled instead of anger, glanced at Dali's back, and said to Harry: "Look, your family is all barbarians."

Dali was so irritable that she walked into the classroom and threw off her schoolbag, took out the textbook and pretended to turn a few pages, and finally buried her head in the book.

Ahhh, damn Malfoy!When I came to class, I didn't greet her normally, and went to talk to Parkinson (?) and made fun of her and Harry!Why not just stay in the school hospital and read books obediently!

"You usually read like this?" This was Malfoy's nasty laugh. Dali heard someone pull away the chair next to her and sit down, "No wonder the homework is not written correctly."

Although Dali still buried her head in the book, she stretched out her hand angrily and pushed the person next to her.

"What are you doing, didn't you just pull your hair?" He protected his arm preciously, "I'm still injured! Be careful, if you cause me any secondary injury and cause Malfoy to What kind of disability risk is left behind by the heir, my father will not let you go!" Dali simply stopped moving, just lying on her stomach, too lazy to argue with him.

After a while, she felt someone pulling her hair and poking her face again. She suddenly looked up at the guy, but the pale golden head shrugged innocently.

"Good afternoon," said Lupine at this moment, entering the room, dressed as shabby as he had been at the opening party, and putting his battered suitcase on the desk, "please put all the books Put it back in your school bag. Today is practical, and all you need are wands."

The whole class put the books back in their schoolbags, and several students exchanged surprised glances.They've never had a practical Defense Against the Dark Arts class, unless you count the memorable one last year where the original teacher brought a cage of goblins and set them free come out.

"Well," said the professor, seeing that everyone was getting ready, "will you follow me?"

Confused but also interested, the whole class stood up and walked out of the classroom with Professor Lupine.He led them down the empty corridor, turned a corner, and came to the faculty lounge.

"Now, this way," said Professor Lupine, beckoning the class to the end of the lounge.There was nothing there but an old wardrobe where the teachers kept their spare robes.Professor Lupine walked to the closet and stood still. The closet suddenly shook and hit the wall with a bang.

"Don't worry," said Professor Lupine calmly, as several students jumped back in fright.

"There's a Boggart in there." Most people felt that there was something to worry about, like Draco Malfoy, who was cursing and complaining about the ridiculousness of the poor professor making them these funny things and expressing his dissatisfaction with Hogwarts education. The level is very worrying.

"Boggarts like dark, closed spaces," said Professor Lupine. "Wardrobes, voids under beds, cupboards under sinks. I once came across one hidden in an old grandfather's clock. This one was yesterday afternoon." Moving in, I asked the principal if the faculty could leave it alone and give my [-]rd graders some practice.

"So, the first question we have to ask ourselves is, what is a Boggart?"

Hermione was the quickest to raise her hand.

"It's a shape-shifting thing," she said, "and it can take on whatever image it thinks will scare us the most."

"I couldn't have said it better myself," said Professor Lupine, with Hermione smug (Dally: look at her!), "so that Boggart sitting in the dark in the closet Hasn't taken on any form yet. It doesn't yet know what scares people outside the door. No one knows what a Boggart looks like when it's alone, but when I let it out, it'll be The thing each of us fears the most. The best way to deal with a Boggart is to have more people. It gets confused. What should it turn into? A headless corpse, or a flesh-eating slug? I once saw a boggart make the mistake of trying to scare two people at the same time and turning himself into a half-slug. Not scary at all."

"The spell to repel a Boggart is simple, but it takes willpower. You know, what really scares a Boggart is laughter. All you have to do is force it into something you think is ridiculous."

"Let's say this spell without a wand first. Say to me, 'Funny funny! "

"Funny, funny!" Dali laughed, she thought it was the same as English class in elementary school.

Then Lupine called Longbottom without hesitation. His Boggart turned out to be Professor Snape. She wore a lace dress, a tall hat with a moth-eaten old stuffed vulture on the top of the hat, and a huge scarlet handbag dangling in her hand.

The whole class roared with laughter, but Darley knew that he was going to be in trouble tomorrow.

Professor Lupine shouted at this moment: "Parvati, come forward!"

The students who were called forward one by one took all kinds of interesting things from the horrors generated by Boggarts - giant snakes, female ghosts, severed hands...

"Wonderful, Ron, you're next!"

Ron jumped forward.

Crack, several people screamed.A huge, hairy spider, six feet tall, was crawling towards Ron, waving its claws menacingly along the way.For a while.Ron was too scared to move.Then……

"Funny funny!" roared Ron, and the spider's legs disappeared.The spider kept rolling.

"We're going one step further, Dali!"

Dali was eager to try, and she stood in front of the tumbling giant spider.Suddenly the spider disappeared, and after a few twists in the magic trajectory, the boggart changed again.

she saw...

A broken human being covered in blood, or she wasn't sure if it was human at all.Then a bloody hand grabbed her leg.

The author has something to say:

I think the interaction is quite interesting!

I'm sorry I was busy with metaphysics yesterday, and I didn't modify the original text (I'm a bit busy and late! QAQ, now I have changed it back.

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