citrus hogwarts

Soon, Lupine came to the classroom, his complexion looked much better, and he brought a box.

"Put your textbooks back in your bags, everyone, we have practical lessons today, all we need are wands."

Everyone put away their schoolbags with some suspicion, because the memory of Lockhart releasing a group of elves in the first class last year was too deep.

Everyone stood in the open place, watching him carry the box over, "Don't worry, everyone, there is only one Boggart inside."

A boggart, a shape-shifting non-being that transcends life and death, can transform into anything that anyone nearby fears.

Also because of this shape-shifting ability, no one knows what a Boggart looks like when it's alone, because it instantly takes on whatever that person fears the most.

After Lupine finished talking about the characteristics of Boggarts, he asked, "Does anyone know of any existences similar to Boggarts?"

"Prank elves or dementors are similar to Boggarts." Kate replied calmly.

Much like a dementor, a boggart is an emotional creature and needs to survive on it.

"That's right, and the spell to repel the Boggart is also very simple, but it requires strong willpower. We can practice it first and say it to me-funny funny!"

There was a neat sound of chanting mantras in the classroom.

"Very good," Lupine nodded. "Then, it's up to everyone to come up one by one to realize it. Neville, you go first!"

The students all lined up consciously, with Kate in the middle, with Hermione.

"I don't even know what I'm afraid of." Hermione looked expectantly at the team ahead, whispering with a beaming face.

Looks like expecting to see something scary.

Kate spread her hands, "Maybe it's a test paper that failed all subjects?"

"No!" Hermione frowned as soon as she heard that, this is absolutely impossible! "

Isn't that scary.

Kate shook her head and smiled, watching Ron in front of him put the eight legs of the terrified spider on pulleys.

Speaking of which, what was her fear?

Subconsciously, she thought of the long table in her own manor, and the dwindling figures.

She couldn't help taking a deep breath, and the cool air instantly filled her heart and lungs, calming her down a lot.

She would think of this kind of scene every few days. Although the fear still existed, she had already gotten used to it, so it was not a problem at all.

One student after another lined up to test the spell, and Kate saw all kinds of female ghosts, mummies, spiders and snakes.

Finally, it was her turn.

Kate took a step forward and slowly drew out her wand, and she heard Hermione whispering cheers behind her.

Just as the corners of her lips were about to rise, she saw that the Boggart in front of her suddenly changed from a mummy just now to a hooded old man with a hunched body and a cane.

Who is this?

Kate blinked suspiciously. She thought that what she was most afraid of was the empty long table.

The old man let out a smirk, and slowly took off his hood, revealing his hideous face that was mostly burned.

It was a face that could not be identified at all, it was as black as a piece of coke, and the black carbon residue had completely turned into a thin layer of skin attached to his face.

Like a demon returning from hell.

His only remaining eye was bloodshot, and he pulled out the wand from the crutch in his hand tremblingly, and pointed it at a wet toddler.

When they saw the girl's face, everyone present could not help but stare in surprise.

And Kate, who was the person involved, clenched her teeth even more, and the fingers holding the wand made a noise.

With white hair and black pupils, and a delicate face, she looks like her when she was a child.

"What is he going to do to her?" Even Malfoy, who was watching, couldn't help guessing in a low voice.

"Kate, it's still me..."

Hermione wanted to step forward to help her deal with the Boggart, but was stopped by one hand.

"No hurry," Kate's face was tense, her eyes fixed on the old man dangerously, "I'm fine."

She watched the old man knock down the helpless girl with his wand many times, but desperately trying to escape, as if playing an interesting game.

In the end, the girl finally had no strength to stand up anymore, and could only lie dying in the rain.

"My blood, become the key to save him!"

The old man limped up to her, laughed maniacally, and shot a white light from the tip of his wand, straight at the girl—

"enough!"

Kate stopped everything with a distorted face, pulled out her wand and yelled at him: "Funny funny!"

The old man's body swelled suddenly, like an over-inflated balloon, and finally exploded in mid-air, turning into countless gorgeous fireworks and falling to the ground.

Kate's arm holding the wand was still trembling. She glanced at Lupine not far away, then turned around silently, and quickly left the classroom.

"Kate!" Hermione subconsciously wanted to turn around and grab her, but the Boggart in front of her eyes also changed because of the change of her gaze.

A brand new Kate appeared in front of her.

But the difference is that this Kate's face is blue and black like a dead person.

"Actually, I should have died a long time ago, the day I met you, I should have died." That Kate said, "You should have seen it just now, didn't you?"

Hermione was startled, and the first meeting between her and Kate when they were young quickly flashed through her mind.

At that time, Kate also suddenly appeared in front of her in the rain, and she was also wet and trembling terribly.

She remembered that she fell in love with this good-looking sister at first sight.

That is to say...

On that day, Kate encountered the kind of thing just now?

Almost instantly, Hermione's face turned extremely pale, and she couldn't help reaching out, trying to touch the "Kate" in front of her.

But when the fingertips stretched out, what they touched was not a warm chest, but a piece of emptiness permeated with a cold wind, with a biting chill.

It's like death is always with us.

Hermione shuddered subconsciously, and when she raised her head again, she saw "Kate" in front of her was covered in wet scars, and she gave her a sinister smile.

Her body shook violently, and she immediately pointed her wand at it: "Funny funny!"

When "Kate" turned into a fly and flew around, Hermione waved her hand angrily and slapped it against the wall.

Several Gryffindor students headed by Ron took a few steps back in fright.

Hermione snorted softly: "What a shame!"

How dare she pretend to be Kate and lie to her!

Then, she looked at Lupine: "Professor, I'm going out to see Kate."

Without waiting for Lupine to speak, she can't wait to run out of the classroom through the crowd.

With such two students, Lupine smiled wryly: "Everyone, please continue."

Chapter 11 Hogwarts, the Graveyard of the Dementors

Kate ran out like this. The various voices in the classroom were too noisy. She needed a quiet space to calm herself down.

"I need a room where no one is disturbed." She stood at the door of the Room of Requirement and read out her needs, then opened the door on the wall and walked in.

The room was clean and white, with only one chair in the center.

Kate walked over and sat down calmly, staring at the blank space in front of her eyes, her little brows gradually wrinkled, and the wand she was always holding in her hand fell to the ground quietly and rolled at her feet.

What Bogut shows is what people fear the most, there is no doubt about it.

But she was sure that she had never seen the old man before, let alone been scarred.

never...?

She couldn't help taking a deep breath, trying hard to get rid of the image that kept repeating in her mind.

But the human brain is like this, the more you want to forget, the more clearly you remember.

She could even remember that white-haired girl who was exactly the same as herself, when she was unable to escape, the eyes full of hatred and fear appeared between the wet white hair and blood.

That is the look in her eyes. As a person who can see herself in the mirror after washing, Kate will never forget her appearance.

But when did she experience that memory?

Gritting her teeth hard, she couldn't help covering her head, trying hard to recall any memories about this incident, but her mind was blank.

She can't remember, no matter in her previous life or this life, she has never had such a memory!

Suddenly, she opened her eyes sharply.

Sometimes, the disappearance of memory is not due to intentional forgetting, but... being casted by the Forgetting Curse.

At that time, besides the old man, the only wizard beside her was the old housekeeper.

Whoever cast the spell on her, the old butler must know.

Maybe, even my body that is afraid of the cold is related to this disappearing memory.

He clenched his fist little by little, feeling the power surging in his body.

Kate chuckled, no wonder...

She exercises every day, and her strength is almost on par with the basilisk, but her physique is still weirdly weak, and she also suffers from chills that cannot be cured by potions.

If it's not her own problems, then it's what the old man did to her back then.

Getting up silently, she walked straight out of the Room of Requirement, and then slowly walked down the winding stairs. After walking a few steps, she ran into Hermione who was in a hurry to find someone.

"Kate, are you okay?" Hermione rushed up to hug her in a panic when she saw her, "You ran out without saying a word just now, you scared me to death!"

What Bogut showed was false, but it was also the deepest fear in people's hearts at the moment.

Normally, she might be most afraid of failing all the exams, but at the moment when Kate escaped, she was most afraid of Kate.

She's terrified that if she's too late, Kate will end up being what the Boggart showed.

Being hugged by a warm embrace, Kate vaguely felt that her cold fingertips seemed to be warming up a bit.

She forced a smile, raised her hand and hugged her back: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."

Gently leaning her head between Hermione's neck, Kate closed her eyes, quietly feeling the other's rapid breathing, and finally had a feeling of returning to the ground.

She let out a sigh of relief, took a half step back, with a faint smile on her face: "This class should be over soon, it seems not good for us to run out like this without authorization."

Hermione sniffed, "Then... let's apologize to Professor Lupine."

"Hmm." Kate looked at her with a smile, and raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Why are you still crying? Am I standing here properly?"

"No..." Hermione's eyes turned red, she lowered her head in panic and wiped away her tears, completely losing the momentum to slap the Boggart into the wall in public.

If she could, she didn't want to worry so much, she just wanted to take Kate to be alone quietly until she was sure that she would not turn into a Boggart.

Attached to Kate's arm, Hermione was led away by her with her head down, and even the attention of other students along the way couldn't make her let go.

The two of them managed to reach the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's office, and saw Lupine, who had just finished his class, coming wearily from the other end of the corridor.

"Professor Lupine!"

Kate, who had regained her composure on the surface, took the initiative to call out, "We are here to apologize to you. I'm sorry for leaving early in the first class. It's our fault."

When Lupine saw the two of them, he paused and walked quickly to them: "Student Shafik, I'm very glad that you will take the initiative to admit your mistakes because of your own mistakes."

"Professor, Hermione ran out because she was looking for me. If you want to punish, please punish me alone."

Kate spoke frankly, and soon felt her body being pulled, and then heard Hermione anxiously say: "No, Professor, it's wrong for me to leave early, please punish me too!"

In the past, leaving early in class would never happen to Hermione, a good student who loves to learn, but now she did it for Kate, but she felt that it was nothing.

Even if it was punished, it wouldn't be that difficult if it was with Kate.

Lupine looked at them calmly, with a faint smile on his face older than his peers:

"Miss, I think you have misunderstood me. I never thought of punishing you."