Dark Lord, please let go

At breakfast time the next day, Draco and his friends received a letter from Professor Slughorn, stating that there will be a party at the Slug Club tonight, and I hope they can attend on time. In Professor En's office.

After reading the parchment, Draco rolled it up and stuffed it into his pocket. "I bet the party won't be particularly fun."

"You're right, Draco." Abraxas, who was talking to Harman Knott, suddenly turned his head, "But I suggest you participate, and bring some gifts for the professor, he will like it."

"If you think so, well, I will." Draco lazily agreed without even raising his eyelids.

And before the Slug Club meeting, they had a day's class, and there were two classes in the morning on Defense Against the Dark Arts, Tom's favorite.

Second year classes were much more interesting than first year, especially when the professor wasn't that white-tooth-smiling piece of shit from Rohart.Ravenclaw, who was in class at the same time as Slytherin, was finally replaced by Gryffindor, who didn't like each other, which made Draco very happy. At least he could miss and send a few words to that idiot Leslie during class. Mischievous spell.

When the four of Draco walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the second floor, they found that the desks and benches in the classroom had been moved to the corner, and there was a huge wooden wardrobe in front of the classroom.

"Looks like it's another practical class that doesn't require reading books. I found Professor Melles' class very interesting." Kasim stared at the wooden wardrobe in front of him, and raised his chin at Draco, "You Guess what's in there?"

"...A Boggart?" Draco frowned uncertainly, he was now a little worried that his guess was correct, if there was a Boggart there, what would it become?Father's body?still……

"Boggart?" Devlin's voice trembled, "Damn it, I swear I'll see my grandpa."

"...That's great, at least we can learn what your grandpa looks like from the Boggart." Draco rolled his eyes mockingly.

"Oh, that's too bad," Devlin wailed.

The four walked up to the students in Slytherin House, and on the other side of the classroom were the Gryffindor students. Draco saw Leslie grinning silly at a girl at a glance.

"It's really unwise to expose your worst fears in front of Gryffindor."

Draco heard Kasim muttering dissatisfiedly beside him, and he very much agreed with Kasim's words.It made Draco a little nervous to expose in front of Tom the fears that he didn't even know what they were. He was really afraid that the Boggart would become some future scenario.

"You're nervous Draco."

The right hand was held, and there was warmth from Tom's palm, but this made Draco even more nervous, and he felt his stomach was about to tangle together.

"Relax Draco, that's just a Boggart, I bet you can handle it easily, just a funny one."

Tom's reassurance hadn't worked at all, and Draco was still tense, which was more disturbing than his first Quidditch match, like waiting for a trial.

Professor Mellors finally walked into the classroom. He stood on the podium and glanced at all the students present.

"Good morning, today is a practical class, you don't need to flip through those thick textbooks, you just need to wave your wand, I think you will like this—" He tapped the blackboard with his wand, and a line of spells appeared on it, "This It’s the spell you need to use today, have you seen this big closet, there’s a Boggart in it.”

"Oh, it's really a Boggart, hell."

As soon as Professor Mellors finished speaking, Devlin wailed.

"It seems that most of the students have already guessed it. Great, who can tell me some characteristics about Boggarts, oh, then Mr. Shaker (surname Qasim)."

"Boggarts are shape-shifting creatures that look inside you and become your worst fears, and the way to deal with them is to laugh out loud."

After Kassim finished answering, Professor Mellors added two points for Slytherin, and then began to introduce the spells against Boggarts - funny funny.

"I bet no one can laugh at something they're afraid of, it's just stupid."

While Professor Mellors was explaining spells on the podium, Kassim lowered his voice and winked at Tom, "Guess, who will face the Boggart first? I guess it's some brave man from Gryffindor." Boys, that's what they are for."

"What's the bet? Duke Bee's candy?" Tom glanced at the Gryffindor students, and sure enough, several students were excited and eager to try.

"I'm sorry Kasim, I agree with you very much, so there is no need to bet, it is unnecessary."

"That's a pity." Kasim grinned, "I also want to win a bottle of Draco's potion from you, he can make aging potions in the first grade, I want more advanced potions It shouldn't be too difficult for him."

"I think I can hear your conversation, gentlemen." Draco rolled his eyes, and interjected in a low voice, "Why are you betting with Tom on my potion?"

"Obviously, isn't it? You and Tom are inseparable now."

Kassim blinked ambiguously at Draco and Tom, and Draco found that he was completely immune to some of Kassim's words, and he would never blush and heartbeat.

That was the end of their conversation, though, as Professor Mellors finally finished his spell and started lining up the students to deal with the boggart in the closet.And at the top of the list, it turned out to be a Gryffindor boy.

"It seems that you want to be the first one, so I wish you success."

Professor Mellors pushed the Gryffindor boy forward to stand in front of the wardrobe. "What are you afraid of?"

"...I guess it's a dog. I was bitten by a dog when I was a child."

As soon as the boy finished speaking, the whole class burst into laughter. His face flushed a little, but he didn't tremble, and he still stood firmly in the first place.

"Gryffindor bravery!" There was a mocking sneer from the Slytherin crowd.

Professor Mellors glanced in the direction of the voice in disapproval, "Then, now, you can think of some ridiculous and funny pictures, such as putting a flowered skirt on the dog, and try to make it look funny ,can you do it?"

"I think I can, Professor."

"Very good, then get ready."

Professor Mellors looked delighted, and he took a step back to leave the boy alone in front of the wardrobe, then waved his wand.The shaking wardrobe finally calmed down, and then the door of the wardrobe was knocked open, and a huge black dog jumped out from inside. The dog bared its teeth and growled at the boy, with saliva dripping from its mouth on the ground.

The boy started backing away. He pulled out his wand in a panic, waved it at the black dog, and shouted: "Funny, funny!" The boy's spell was very successful, and the black dog not only wore a floral skirt, but also had four legs. He was tied up and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Draco didn't think it was funny, actually, but the boy had already passed, and the next student was already standing in front of the Boggart.

The number of people queuing up is constantly decreasing, and everyone has been able to deal with the Boggart smoothly, even Leslie of Gryffindor has passed smoothly.Draco only felt panic when there was only Kasim standing in front of him, Tom standing behind him, and Devlin standing behind Tom.There were still a few Slytherin students behind them, Draco now regretted why he didn't stand at the end, or the get out of class was over at that time, and he didn't need to face this damn Boggart at all.

After Kassim also passed smoothly, Draco had to stand in front of the Boggart, holding his wand firmly in his right hand, watching the octopus that Kassim had just turned into a knotted ball slowly transform into a ball. Became his father, Lucius Malfoy.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, and Draco seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat. The dirty man in an old cloak in front of him was kneeling stiffly on the ground, his long platinum-blond hair was disheveled behind his head, his pair of and His own same gray-blue eyes were lifeless.

"Draco!"

Someone called his name behind him, and Draco waved his wand feebly as if he had just recovered from his nerves, his voice was crying, "Fuck...funny funny!"

Lucius was gone, replaced by a face that would wake Draco up in the middle of the night, a face that was paler than a skeleton, twisted weirdly like wax, a flat nose, bloodshot eyes that were lifeless, he held The Elder Wand was pointed steadily at Draco.

Draco could feel himself trembling. The fear came from the soul and was beyond Draco's control. The screams of his father after being hit by Cruciatus kept flashing in his head.

"Funny!"

Tom's voice came from behind, and the spell hit the Boggart. Before Draco could see anything clearly, he was dragged behind by Tom. In front of him were Kassim and Devlin with tense faces. What was between him and the boggart was the source of his own fear.

"Are you alright, Draco?"

"Draco, you don't look well, I think you need to go to the infirmary."

Seeing Devlin and Kassim surrounding Draco, Tom turned his head to look at the surprised Professor Mellors, "Professor, I think Draco needs to go to the medical room."

"Oh, of course, Tom, you take him." Draco's grades have always been good, although not all-A, but they are still excellent, and Melles never thought that Draco would not be able to deal with a Boggart. His surprise.

Tom was holding Draco, and they were accompanied by a worried Kassim and Devlin. Tom could feel the cold sweat on Draco's palms. There was no doubt that Draco was terrified by those two men. up.

The first Tom could probably guess that it was Draco's dead father, but the man behind...

He squinted his eyes, and for some reason he felt that the man with the terrifying face was a little familiar, as if he should know who that man should be, but Tom could swear that he had never seen that man before.

The author has something to say: please notify me if there are bugs, and I will modify them in time.

ps: double update_(:з」∠)_

It seems that I can only double-update once in a while. I woke up at [-] o'clock this morning to code, and I was able to code in the morning.