HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Landric gracefully withdrew his wand and stood quietly to the side, watching as the sliced ​​objects came back together.

After Boggart finished condensing, he didn't even glance at Landric, turned around and shrank back into the closet, refusing to come out no matter how much Lupin threatened or coaxed him.

Finally, he could only say helplessly, "It seems this is bad, students. We might have to end this class early?"

"That's awesome! Long live the teacher!" cheered the students who weren't on stage.

After receiving Lupin's definitive order to step down, everyone rushed out, fearing that Lupin might change his mind in a moment.

"Mr. Rozier? Could you stay for a moment? And Harry too?"

Landric stopped walking out and stood there looking at Lupin.

What kind of trouble is he trying to cause?

Everyone rushed outside, and Draco tugged at Landric, signaling him to wait for him outside.

There were only three people left in the classroom.

"Mr. Rozier, can you tell me how your spell just now damaged the chaotic spirit?"

Harry was completely confused, but Landric knew what Lupin was asking.

Seeing Harry's confused look, he showed a rare moment of patience. "Boggarts are essentially chaotic spirits, like Peeves. They are all born from emotions, so ordinary spells are useless against them and can't do any harm to them."

Only a very small fraction of the spells currently existing in the world can work on these chaotic spirits, and even then, their effect is limited to making them retreat; they cannot harm them.

Harry was even more confused. "Then how did your spell harm the Boggart? Was it because of that spell?"

Landric turned his attention back to Lupin.

"Is that why Professor Lupin kept me here?"

Lu Ping's perked ears retracted, and the cadre school said, "I do have this idea. As a professor, it's normal for me to have a thirst for knowledge, right? But if you don't want to tell me, that's your right too."

Landric stated bluntly, "I'm unwilling, but I can tell you that I can harm chaotic spirits with any spell I use."

Lupin said dryly, "So that's how it is. No wonder Dumbledore has told me so many times that our Hogwarts has produced a genius."

Then he immediately added, "Of course, Harry, you're good too. You had your own ideas even before the Boggart was fully formed."

Harry frowned. "Professor Lupin, I... did have something I was afraid of, so I used a spell before it came out."

Lupin, afraid of hurting Harry's confidence, said, "Great job, Harry. Everyone has fear, and to react so quickly shows your exceptional talent."

"Professor, could you tell me what you're afraid of? Maybe I can help you overcome it?"

Harry stared at Lupin with a crazy look that made Lupin feel embarrassed.

"A mysterious person, I suppose."

If you're so capable, help me deal with the Mystic. If not, you can also kill those Death Eaters.

Harry's message made Lupin unable to look at him anymore.

"Mr. Rozier, your person...?"

Landric said nonchalantly, "I met someone when I traveled to China; he was a pervert."

"A pervert?!" Harry's voice cracked. "He hurt you?"

Landric was incredibly annoyed.

"What's it to you, Professor Lu Ping? I'll be going now if there's nothing else."

Lupin said awkwardly, "Okay...okay."

As soon as Landric came out, Draco pulled him aside to hide in a corner. "Bro! Is that your forestry business?"

Landric could see the worry and fear in Draco's eyes. "Well, it's nothing, don't ask."

Draco was rendered speechless by his words.

How could nothing be wrong? If nothing really is wrong, how could he believe that nothing was wrong after all those deep breaths he took before class and that vague sense of anticipation?

But he didn't want to argue with Landric anymore; arguing would only push them further apart.

People should learn to be content.