Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts.

Chapter 185 Psychological Counseling! Psychological counseling is absolutely necessary!

All the young wizards in the classroom held their breath; not one of them wasn't curious about what Kane's Boggart was.

Suddenly, the cabinet moved.

A pale white hand pushed open the cabinet door from inside. Everyone in the classroom saw what Kane feared most.

But why... is Kane most afraid of himself?

Clearly, another Kane, identical to the current Kane, emerged from the cabinet and stood before him.

While people remained curious, Kane, who was actually a Boggart in disguise, spoke, but the language he spoke was neither English nor any other language.

What he was saying wasn't human language at all, but rather a distorted accordion sound.

The music perfectly replaced the voice that Kane should have had, and people heard a very absurd voice from him, a voice that was theoretically from this world, but also unlikely to be from this world.

"What the hell is this?" Draco Malfoy, who was at the very back of the Slytherin group, slowly poked his slicked-back hair out from the crowd and muttered to himself with a blank expression.

If that's all there is to it, then what Kane is afraid of isn't such a big deal after all...

After all, all of this is just Kane's voice being taken away and turned into a musical instrument... To be fair, it also has a kind of fairytale-like romance.

However, when they changed their perspective and looked at the side from the front, this eerie romance instantly turned into a chilling feeling.

Why is Kane's back depicted in a drawing?

Kane frowned. He was seeing the whole picture from the front, so he didn't know what was so scary about him. He was also curious whether Boggart was dead and had given him a bad time.

The Boggart in front of him suddenly pulled a fast one. Boggart pulled at his hair on both sides, and just when everyone thought it was going to give him pigtails, it gave a strange smile using Kane's face.

For a moment, it seemed as if Boggart Kane's exterior was just a human-shaped balloon, and inside, once the balloon was torn open, were clusters of randomly intertwined and drawn shadows.

Kane watched this scene with a helpless expression, donning a mask of disgust and contempt.

He really didn't expect Boggart to give him such a ruthless task... He only remembered that when he was still in the Eternal Realm, he did many things that now seemed somewhat abstract, even tantamount to suicide, in order to pursue power far exceeding that of ordinary survivors.

If we only look at the results now, Kane is undoubtedly successful, even more successful than anyone else in the Eternal Realm.

But we can't just see the thief eating meat and not see the thief getting beaten up.

Compared to Kane, who is one of the very few, or even the only one who survived, the deaths of those who failed were merely the luckiest outcome among them. Most of them were directly possessed by the shadows or transformed into abstract monsters capable of disguising themselves as humanoids.

Or it might simply become a pitiful shadow monster.

This result is indeed chilling, but why?

Kane frowned as he looked at Boggart in front of him. Why was he afraid of this version of himself? Why was he afraid of something that hadn't even happened?

Or is it that what you're actually afraid of isn't failing and becoming a shadow monster, but something else?

If I can't figure it out myself, maybe I should ask Dumbledore after I've helped Ron buy the wand... He's lived so long, he's definitely much better at this kind of thing than I am.

And so, Kane didn't breathe on it like the other young wizards did, after all, he knew it was all fake, and he was in the real world now, so there was no need to waste his precious energy on something that didn't exist.

Most of the young wizards in the classroom remained silent... except for the Slytherins.

Because wizards are a highly spiritual group, young wizards have very strong associative abilities. For example, looking at Kane, a very distinctive Boggart, the young Slytherin wizards can conjure up a touching and chilling horror story.

Why is Kane most afraid of those abstract shadows within him? Because that is his true self. He is afraid of exposing his true self, just as werewolves in the wizarding community try their best to hide themselves.

Perhaps these kinds of people don't need much? Just acceptance? Otherwise, why are they afraid of themselves, not Dumbledore?

So, does that mean Kane isn't so dangerous in a certain sense? Or is he just a little boy who lacks love?

Of course, this idea wasn't coming from the third-year Slytherin wizards at this moment, but rather from a certain nameless, yandere fifth-year Slytherin senior who, upon learning of the ruthless things Kane had done in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, was the first person to come to this conclusion.

In short...maybe we could give it a try? Just in case!

Unfortunately, one night this senior accidentally said it out loud as if it were in her sleep, and she was almost forcibly attacked with her head by her roommates. The violence made her give up her immature idea.

After all, most clear-headed Slytherins know how ridiculous their idea that Kane is a good person is. It's basically like a ridiculous excuse they came up with to themselves because they had no other choice but didn't want to live in fear every day.

When it comes to self-deception, no one can beat them.

Unlike the Slytherin girls' dormitory massacre a few days later, as the Defense Against the Dark Arts class concluded successfully, Kane was about to take out his broom and go on a shopping spree in Diagon Alley with Harry and Ron when Dumbledore's letter arrived again.

Clearly, a certain headmaster, relying on his magical crystal ball that could see into every corner of the school, had begun to spy on the young wizards' learning and lives.

"So..." Kane sat in the chair in Dumbledore's office, looking at Dumbledore across from him, "How did you know about my Defense Against the Dark Arts? Did Lupin tell you? Is he that talkative?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "No, no, no, it wasn't him who told me. Just think of it as me getting old, having some mental issues, and having a bit of a voyeuristic desire."

Dumbledore shook his head with a wry smile.

"...Alright." Kane raised an eyebrow. "I was just planning to come see you when I had some time, but I didn't expect you to come to me first."

"Of course, it's for your mental health, Kane. I believe in the saying that to see a person's true nature, you shouldn't look at what they desire, but rather what they fear." Dumbledore said, slowly moving forward to get closer to Kane.

Kane looked at Dumbledore, who had a knowing look on his face, and said, "Since you know so much, why don't you help me answer this?" He even poured Dumbledore a cup of tea as he said this.

As for flattery, although Dumbledore's appearance suggested he was there to answer his questions, ...

Emotional intelligence.

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