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On the first day of school, no matter who it is, it will be a little nervous to be called to the principal's office.

Danica read the command from the note, "Lemonade Candy." Then she went up the winding staircase and pushed open the door to the principal's office.

Dumbledore was standing behind the desk, and he turned. "You're welcome, Danica." He motioned for her to sit down.

"Good afternoon, Professor Dumbledore." Danica sat across from him.

Dumbledore also sat down, raised his eyes on his nose, and pointed a few times at a letter on the table. "Tell me, why don't you want to be a prefect?" He looked at Danica through the lens, "If you regret it now, Flitwick and I can pretend that we never received this letter."

Danica shook her head and smiled, "No, I don't regret it. I really feel that I am not qualified for the job of a prefect. Most of my time is spent studying alchemy and getting along with friends. . I don’t really have the time or the energy to chase after power.”

"Okay," Dumbledore blinked, and suddenly changed the subject, "Did you and Fred Weasley break up?"

"Of course not. We just had a quarrel. Let the two sides calm down for a while." Danica felt a little puzzled. Is the principal so free?Still have the energy to care about the love affairs of the students?

He was a little relieved, "That's good, you are all good children, I sincerely wish you all." He changed the subject again, "Danika, do you want to become a member of the Alchemist Association?"

Danica was a little overwhelmed by his repeated jumps from topic to topic, "Huh? ... Oh, of course."

"As long as you can refine a little invention you've never seen before, and add a paper explaining it." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I'd be happy to write a letter of recommendation for you."

Danica was very pleasantly surprised, "Thank you so much!" Once she is recognized by the Alchemist Association, she can receive a monthly research subsidy from the Association.Although not much, it was enough for her to live.

Dumbledore stood up and patted her on the shoulder, "Work hard, I am very optimistic about you, don't let me down."

Danica happily walked out of the principal's office.

There was a sudden silence in the office, and Dumbledore stood there without moving for a long time.It took a long time before he said, "She's really like Tom, and she's also like Severus."

The Sorting Hat on the shelf opened its mouth, "No, Albus, they're different. Wilson is a Ravenclaw through and through."

Dumbledore ignored it, he was immersed in his own thinking and continued, "Tom also lived in an orphanage, and Danica also lived in an orphanage; and she was as good as Tom when she was studying, and she Too much of him."

The Sorting Hat interrupted him loudly, "No! They're different! That man doesn't understand love at all, but Wilson does."

Dumbledore reassured it with a smile, "Oh, old chap, I know. I understand they're different, and I'm pretty sure Danica won't be a second Tom Riddle."

Since Danica talked with the principal, she devoted herself to alchemy with [-]% enthusiasm, so that Fred didn't see her again except in class for the next few days.

George teased him, "Are you guys going to split? Maybe Danica thinks you're not easy to coax, and doesn't want to serve your bad temper."

Fred didn't believe him, of course, but Danica hadn't seen him since school started, and he was starting to feel a little uneasy.Fred thought that if she came back and apologized again, he would forgive her and they would be reconciled.

Just wait until Friday.In the last class of the week, Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are in class together again.There is no table or chair in the classroom, and all the students stand around holding books.Danica stood among the students and yawned, with Stacy holding her up in case she got too sleepy and fell.

George leaned over Fred's shoulder and leaned into his ear, "Look, our poor Miss Wilson is mourning the loss of her love affair, and she hasn't had a good night's sleep."

Fred felt a little guilty, thinking that as long as Danica came to talk to him, they would make up.

Professor Lupine strode in from the outside. He walked to an old wardrobe at the front of the classroom and stopped.The wardrobe suddenly shook, and the things inside were banging against it, as if the door would be knocked open and rushed out in the next second.

"Good afternoon, put your books back in your schoolbags. It's a practical day and all you need is your wand," he said.

All the students were a little surprised that they had never had a practical Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Professor Lupine said calmly, "Don't worry. There's just a Boggart in there." Most people found this more worrying.Stacy quietly stood behind Danica.

"Boggarts love dark, enclosed spaces," says Professor Lupine, "wardrobes, voids under beds, cupboards under sinks—I once encountered one hidden in an old grandfather's clock." Third-grade student It’s been practiced and I hope the fifth graders can do better.”

"So, we must first know, what is a Boggart? I believe all Ravenclaw students should know." Lupine casually pointed to a person, "Miss Wilson, tell me."

"It's a shape-shifting thing," Danica said in a voice all audible. "It can take on whatever image our hearts most fear."

"Perfect answer, plus five points for Ravenclaw." Professor Lupine said, "the Boggart in the closet has not yet shown any image. It doesn't know what can scare people outside the door. No one Don’t know what a Boggart looks like when it’s alone, but as soon as I let it out, it instantly becomes the worst fear for any of us.”

Everyone couldn't help but retreat slowly.Lupine continued in a very light tone, "The spell to repel a Boggart is actually very simple, but it requires willpower. You know, the real thing that can scare a Boggart is laughter. All you have to do is Force it into an image you find ridiculous."

"Let's say this spell without the wand. Please tell me... funny funny!" "Funny funny!" The class repeated the spell twice in unison.

Lupine put on a eager smile on his face, "Which student is willing to be the first to try?"

Everyone took a big step back, but Danica didn't react, she was still standing where she was.When she was about to step back, Stacy pushed her hard behind her.

Lupine pretended not to see the small movements of the students below, "Very well, Miss Wilson. Take two steps towards me and tell me, what are you most afraid of?"

Danica approached the closet, she thought for a moment, "I don't know, Professor."

Professor Lupine raised his eyebrows. "Oh, let's see what the Boggart becomes. Wilson, hold your wand, I'm going to let it out." A blast shot from the tip of his wand. Sparks hit the closet door handle.The closet door opened, but nothing came out for a while.

Just as Lupine was about to step forward to check, suddenly a severely deformed car rushed out of the closet, and there was a woman with a bloody face sitting in the car, holding something tightly in her arms.

Danica didn't dare to blink, tears rolled in her eyes, and finally flowed down in big drops.

The woman raised her head, looked at Danica, opened her mouth to say something, and revealed what she was holding in her arms. It was a seven or eight-year-old red-haired little girl.

Fred, who was pretending to be casually standing in the distance, stared wide-eyed. It was clearly Danica's appearance when she was a child, and she looked a little older than when she drank the shrinking potion and turned into a child.

Professor Lupine wanted to come over, "Wilson, are you okay? Do you need help?"

Danica bowed her head, hair covering her face.She suddenly laughed, and murmured in a low voice, "So this is what I'm most afraid of...Mom..."

"Funny funny!" she yelled the incantation, crashing the shapeshifting car into a driverless little bumper car and rampaging through the classroom.Several girls screamed in fright, but the boys laughed at its panic.

Lupine hugged her shoulders, and Danica was a little out of strength now, her legs gave way and she almost fell to her knees. "You did it!" He led the bumper car back to the closet, and the boggart turned into a moon, which he cast a spell to turn into a balloon.

"Now, line up and come one by one!"

Fred came over and helped Danica to rest in the back of the classroom, "Are you okay?"

Danica's eyes were still red, she felt aggrieved, "Are you not angry with me anymore?"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, let's make up." Fred said quickly.

Danica laughed, took something out of her pocket, and quickly clasped it on Fred's wrist, "Hey, a gift for apology. I made it two or three nights ago."

Fred raised his hand and looked at it, a brass bracelet that looked a bit ordinary, not very thick, with a circle of decorations like letters on it, "What is this?"

Danica rolled up her sleeves, and there was an identical one on her wrist, "This is a positioning bracelet, and the text on it is the location of the other party." She took Fred's hand and pointed to the fancy letters on it Say, "See? It says Hogwarts, which means I'm at Hogwarts now."

Fred's eyes lit up, and he studied the bracelet over and over again, "This is great!"

Danica rolled her eyes, "Of course, I don't know how many alchemy circles and ancient runes are used on it. If you wear it, I can no longer deceive you. Of course you can't deceive me either. "

Fred kissed her excitedly, "Good girl!" He said with a playful smile, "But you were so beautiful when you cried just now, I want to make you cry all the time."

Danica pushed his face away, and the original handsome face became a little distorted. "Try it, and see who will cry first."

The two of them flirted for a class in the back of the room, and George dealt with the Boggart twice.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Stacy rushed over excitedly and took Danica's hand, "Did you see me deal with zombies?"

"Um..." Danica quickly changed the subject, "This class is awesome! I like Professor Lupine so much! We can finally learn something useful."

Stacy was indeed taken astray, "Yes, yes!"

Defense Against the Dark Arts quickly became a favorite subject of most people, and Professor Lupine's next few classes were equally lively and interesting.

If there is no potential crisis-the fugitive Blake, and the dementors who captured him all over the sky, falling in love and doing research every day, Danica feels that life is really beautiful.

But no if.

The author has something to say:

1. Positioning bracelet: "Please remember me, I am the foreshadowing."

2. Today is the second update hahahahaha, tomorrow may not be the case, I have to catch up with homework