HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Hermione had worked with Harry for a long time, and she understood what Harry wanted to ask with just a glance.

She crept up to Harry and said, "Before you face the Boggart, forcefully rewrite your perception in your mind. Don't try to suppress your fear; instead, imagine something funny, harmless, to replace your fear."

Hermione had read in the book that Boggarts only read the most intense fearful images in one's mind at that moment. If you actively seize the opportunity to dominate your thoughts and take over the brain, Boggarts will prioritize imaginary funny things rather than your real, secret fears.

Harry looked at Hermione and slowly calmed down. He was ready to do whatever Hermione said.

"Is everyone ready?" Lupin asked.

Landric took a slightly deeper breath.

"Navie, we'll step back now to give you some room to maneuver, okay? Once you're done, I'll call the next person up."

Everyone stepped back and stood close to the wall, leaving Neville with a lot of space.

Neville was visibly pale and frightened, but he still rolled up the sleeve of his robe, grasped his wand, and showed Lupin that he was ready.

Lupin nodded in satisfaction. "One, two, three!... Now!"

Professor Lupin's wand shot out a spark that struck the wardrobe, blasting it open.

Professor Snape, with his hooked nose and intimidating appearance, strode out, his eyes fixed on Neville.

Neville instinctively took a few steps back and raised his wand.

"Slippery... Hilarious!"

Neville's voice was soft, but the magic emanating from his wand was not as faint as his voice.

Snape tripped.

He was wearing a dress covered in lace and a tall hat with a worm-eaten eagle specimen on it, and he was also carrying a large, dark red handbag.

A burst of laughter erupted from all around, and Boggart stood there, bewildered, as if he couldn't find his target.

Seeing that Neville had succeeded, Lupin shouted, "Barty, quick, it's your turn!"

Batty walked forward, facing Bogut.

Snape turned to her, and in an instant, he transformed into a completely different figure—a bandaged mummy covered in blood, his eyes blindfolded, and then slowly raised his hands…

"Hilarious! Hilarious!" Buddy cried out.

A bandage fell at the mummy's feet, climbed up like a vine, and then lifted him up, causing the mummy to fall face down, his head rolling off.

"Simo," Lupin called the next person's name.

Simo stepped forward.

The mummy transformed into a banshee, her mouth agape, emitting a sound that didn't belong to this world, filling the entire room. That long, sharp, mournful cry made Landric instinctively put on a barrier around himself.

"Hilarious! Hilarious!" Simon exclaimed.

The banshee turned into a mouse, which chased her tail in circles before transforming again.

Lupin cheered, "Everyone was great! I'll add 10 points to everyone's score when get out of class is almost over."

"Harry, why don't you give it a try?"

Harry gripped his wand tightly and stepped forward, his back soaked through with sweat beneath his robes.

The moment Boggart turned to face Harry, the black mist shifted several times, but never quite coalesced into a concrete shape.

Harry's hand trembled as he raised his wand, closed his eyes, and immediately shouted, "Hilarious! Hilarious!"

After a long while, Harry still didn't hear the cheers around him, and his heart sank.

Draco unleashed a deafening roar: "Bott! You deserve to die!!"

The loud noise startled Harry, and he opened his eyes.

Looking at the person in front of him, Harry's already malfunctioning brain became even more unable to function.

A Draco stood before him, with long, flowing hair and a more feminine face than the one standing next to Landric.

She was wearing a pink princess dress and looked at Harry with a slightly shy expression.

Landric, witnessing the scene before him, instinctively moved a little further away from Draco, wondering to himself, "Could it be that Hard is really there?"

Draco, on Harry's side, made a delicate gesture with his fingers and flicked it lightly, making Harry feel quite disgusted.

Landric couldn't hold back any longer: "Hahaha, beautiful, beautiful, really pretty, hahaha..."

For the first time in front of everyone, Landric abandoned his elegant demeanor and burst into laughter.

The young wizards stared blankly at Landric. Having seen the usually elegant young master before, Landric now seemed like a blossoming flower.

Landric has gradually grown up, and his facial features are no longer as soft as before, but more angular.

So much so that at this moment, his beauty is both aloof and flamboyant.

A hint of amazement flashed in Lupin's eyes, but he also gave everyone ample time to appreciate it.

Then he cleared his throat: "Landrico? Come up here."

Landric gradually suppressed his smile and looked at Boggart standing next to Harry.

Harry stepped back.

The dramatic Draco had vanished, and the black mist had returned.

Unlike the others, Landric did not raise his wand, but instead quietly observed the black mist slowly condensing.

Then it became human-like.

A handsome Asian man sat elegantly in a chair, looking at Landric.

"younger brother……"

As the person drew closer, Landric's attention was completely focused on that face.

I scrutinized that face intently, as if trying to etch it into the deepest recesses of my memory, and then...

"The Divine Blade is Without a Shadow!"

"The Divine Blade is Without a Shadow!"

……

Boggart wasn't a real person, so even if he were cut into pieces, there wouldn't be any blood flowing out.