Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 198 Boggart

After that, Snape tried other spells and potions—

However, there was no response from Tiera.

If Tierra hadn't been toppled in mid-air, he would have already dug out a two-bedroom apartment for Snape.

An awkward and silent atmosphere lingered between them.

"Heh..." After trying all the methods, Snape had no choice but to put Tyella down, and then said stiffly, "Tyella, you have disappointed me too much. You were so careless and I managed to sneak up on you. If you had encountered any danger, you would already be a corpse by now."

"Five points deducted from Gryffindor!" Snape said coldly. "Now get out of here. Someone as uncooperative as you is no longer worthy of my instruction!"

“I say, Professor Snape…” Tierra said with a chuckle, “No way, no way, no way, you don’t think I’m Sirius in disguise, do you?”

A rare blush appeared on Professor Snape's face—

Then, before Snape could make his next move, Tyra ran off laughing.

From then on, Snape rarely had any contact with Tyrell.

Whether in class or in everyday encounters at Hogwarts, Snape seemed to be avoiding contact with Tyella.

Clearly, the mere sight of Tyella now reminds Snape of that bizarre incident.

This was exactly the effect Tyrell wanted. She needed to offend all the professors and teachers she knew, one by one, so that when she slipped away to search for the Dreamlands, no one would realize that the Tyrell at Hogwarts was an imposter.

Tierra had originally devised a series of clever plans and misunderstandings to achieve this goal, but now that he has unexpectedly awakened his prophetic talent and obtained the Grindelwald limited edition skin, Tierra, with Dumbledore's backing, no longer needs to proceed so cautiously; he can simply stab Snape in the heart.

Offending other professors, besides Snape, is even easier—

Tierra only needs to join the Weasley twins' older brother group and start causing trouble everywhere—

All the professors would then keep their distance from Tyella.

In addition, Malfoy also started avoiding Tyella.

Not only Malfoy, but also Crabbe and Goyle, those two fat henchmen.

But clearly, Malfoy wasn't the kind of coward who would give up easily—

As a result, Tyella began to hear rumors about him spreading behind his back.

Especially the rumors comparing him to the first Dark Lord.

Meanwhile, Malfoy himself put on a pitiful and miserable act, as if Tyrera had killed his entire family—

Every time Tyrell saw Malfoy's face, she thought that maybe killing his whole family wouldn't be so bad.

Malfoy's superb acting skills, coupled with Tyrell's continued refusal to give prophecies, caused the number of people seeking his predictions to plummet—which suited Tyrell's wishes perfectly.

Soon, Tyrell's third-year life at Hogwarts had been underway for a month, and apart from Hermione's increasing busyness, irritability, and elusive nature, it was almost identical to her second-year life.

The only thing that made Thierra somewhat bored was the absence of Tom Riddle, with whom he had been scheming against him.

Sigh... It's been five months since I tricked Tom Riddle, and I miss him.

A month later, Tiera faced her second practical lesson in Defense Against the Dark Arts—

For their first practical lesson, Professor Lupin led them to the corridors of Hogwarts and taught them how to use "Vadisi" to deal with Peeves.

For this practical lesson, Professor Lu Ping led them to the teachers' lounge.

"Please come in, everyone," Professor Lu Ping said, opening the door and taking a step back.

The faculty lounge was a long, narrow space filled with mismatched old chairs, where only one teacher was present. Professor Snape sat in a low armchair, looking around as the students entered.

Snape's eyes lit up, a mocking smile playing on his lips, but when he saw Tyella, his smile visibly froze for a moment before quickly disappearing.

As Professor Lupin entered and was about to close the door behind him, Snape suddenly stood up and said, "Don't close it, Lupin. I'd better not look."

He stood up, strode quickly past the class, his black robes billowing behind him, and walked down the corridor, disappearing into the distance. "Now, come here, like this," Professor Lupin said after Snape had left, gesturing for the class to walk to the end of the common room.

There was nothing there except an old wardrobe, where the teachers kept their spare robes. Professor Lupin walked up to the wardrobe and stopped. Suddenly, the wardrobe began to shake and bang against the wall.

“Don’t worry,” Professor Lupin said calmly, because several students jumped back in fright. “There’s a Boggart inside.”

“Boggart likes dark, enclosed spaces,” Professor Lupin continued. “Wardrobs, gaps under beds, cupboards under sinks, and once I even found one hidden inside an old ancestral clock. This one was moved in yesterday afternoon, and I asked the principal if the teachers could leave it undisturbed so my third-year students could have some hands-on experience.”

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

Hermione excitedly raised her hand.

“It’s a shapeshifter,” Hermione said. “It can take on any form it deems most frightening.”

“I couldn’t have put it better myself,” Professor Lupin said, and Hermione was quite pleased with herself. “So, the Boggart sitting in the dark inside the closet hasn’t yet taken on any form. It doesn’t know what it can frighten people outside the door. Nobody knows what the Boggart looks like when it’s alone, but when I let it out, it will immediately become the thing we all fear most.”

“The spell to repel the Boggart is simple, but it takes willpower. You know, what really frightens the Boggart is laughter. All you have to do is force it into what you find laughable,” Lupin said.

"Let's say this spell without using wands first. Say it after me—funnyfunny!"

"Hilarious! Hilarious!" the whole class exclaimed in unison.

“This lesson is ridiculous,” Draco Malfoy, his body wrapped in bandages, said to his two equally bandaged henchmen.

“Good,” Professor Lupin said. “Very good, but I’m afraid this is only the easy part. You know, simply reciting the incantation isn’t enough. Now it’s up to you, Neville!”

The wardrobe shook again, but not as violently as Neville's. As Neville walked forward, it looked like he was going to the gallows.

“Alright, Neville,” Professor Lupin said. “First thing: tell me, what are you most afraid of in the world?”

Neville's lips moved, but no sound came out.

“I didn’t hear you, sorry Neville,” Professor Lupin said cheerfully.

Neville looked around anxiously, as if pleading for help, and then whispered, "Professor Snape."

Almost everyone burst into laughter. Even Neville himself grinned apologetically. Professor Lupin, however, seemed to be deep in thought.

"Professor Snape, um, Neville, I suppose you live with your grandmother?"

“Oh, yes, yes,” Neville said nervously. “But I don’t want Boggart to become like her either.”

“No, no, you didn’t understand me,” Professor Lupin said, now smiling. “I wonder if you could tell us what kind of clothes your grandmother usually wore?”

Neville seemed taken aback, but he said, "He always wears the same hat, the tall kind with an old eagle specimen on top. He also wears a long green dress, usually... and sometimes a fox fur scarf."

"And handbags, right?" Professor Lupin encouraged him to continue.

“A large red handbag,” Neville said.

“Okay,” Professor Lupin said. “Can you describe these clothes in great detail, Neville? Can you picture them in your mind?”

“Yes,” Neville replied blankly, clearly unaware of what would happen next.

“When Boggart bursts out of the closet, Neville, and sees you, it will take on the appearance of Professor Snape,” Lupin said. “And you, pick up your wand—like this—and yell ‘Funny, funny’—and try to concentrate on your grandmother’s clothes. If all goes well, Professor Boggart Snape will be forced into a man with a hat topped with an old eagle specimen, wearing green clothes and carrying a large red handbag.”

The whole class burst into laughter. The wardrobe shook even more violently.

“If Neville succeeds, this Boggart might turn his attention to each and every one of you in turn,” Professor Lupin said. “Now, I want each of you to take a moment to think about what you fear most, and then imagine how you could force it into something that looks ridiculous.”

As he spoke, Professor Lu Ping walked to the side and turned on the phonograph in the teachers' lounge.

Then he waved his wand at the wardrobe.

I'll only update two or three times today, because this chapter is basically copied from the original text.

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