Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Me?" Neville looked to both sides foolishly, finally took two deep breaths nervously, and said to Lupine.

"Boggarts are a common magical creature."

"What does it look like?"

"Can become whatever image it thinks scares us most, and whatever we fear, they become..."

"Okay, that's a good answer. It seems that Neville Longbottom has previewed well. Why did Professor Snape say that you can't do it? I think you are an excellent student! 3 points for Gryffindor!"

"..." Hearing what Lupine said, Neville's eyes shone with a little brilliance, and he nodded abruptly, "Thank you, Professor Lupine."

In the next second, the little lions of Gryffindor also raised their hands, patted twice quickly, and then looked at the little snakes in the snake garden next to them, but the little snakes didn't respond at all.

It wasn't that they suddenly became tolerant, but that Hema's words in the auditorium made the group of children understand a lot.

The college's will and beliefs don't need to be expressed with words, but with actions, so if they are willing to waste their saliva, they can waste it on their own.

"Then...the rest, Miss Hermione." Seeing that Hermione Granger kept raising his hand, Lupine also nodded helplessly.

"The Boggart in the closet has not yet shown any image, because it changes according to the specific object."

"It doesn't know what can scare people outside the door. It can penetrate the last fear in our hearts and then make changes."

"So, the current Boggart is the weakest, what is the reason?" Lupine looked at Harry and Ron next to him, but finally fell on Malfoy.

"Draco Malfoy."

"Huh?" He was still thinking about the lighted symbol on Hema's wand just now, and he seemed to have seen it somewhere before, and he was stunned, and looked at Lupine in a daze.

"What's the question?" Malfoy asked quickly to Goyle next to him.

"It's about... what?" Gore and Crabbe, as a duo who often distracted, were also caught.

"Okay, okay, let Thomas answer." Lupine passed Miss Hermione who raised her hand again.

"Okay sir, because we have a large number of people, Boggarts can't be made to scare us all. After all, what everyone fears the most is different."

"Okay, Thomas."

"Exactly." Professor Lupine said, Hermione also put down her hand, looking a little disappointed, but looked at Hema who was not far away, and also laughed, and he didn't do the same.

Ron next to Hermione frowned. Why has Hermione been looking at Herma recently? Strange…

"When dealing with Boggarts, the best and easiest way is to have too many people, and its ability will completely lose its meaning."

"Of course, sometimes, Boggarts will become something that most people are afraid of when there are many people, so for a while, everyone should pay attention."

"However, apart from the large number of people, how do you deal with them alone? It's also very simple. You only need a spell. It's very simple, but you need to maintain a good mental state."

"Because essentially we're beating Boggarts down the drain with a good laugh, and the spell is just a medium."

Hema couldn't help but nodded when she heard Lupin's step-by-step approach. As expected, she was indeed one of the few Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers in Harry Potter who did practical work.

"under,

Let's say the spell without the wand first, 'funny funny'! "

"Funny, funny!" the whole class said in unison, shaking the whole lounge!

"Then let's start the real battle!" Lupine's eyes lit up, and he slammed on the wardrobe, and the noise inside became louder and louder.

"First, classmate Hema, come here."

"Hey?!" Hema didn't expect such a sudden change in the plot. Shouldn't the script be Neville? Even if it wasn't Neville, it should be Harry... What does that mean?

But Hema doesn't care, after all, it will be his turn sooner or later, it's all the same, but he is a little worried about what he is afraid of?

"Everyone backed away one after another, leaving room for Hema, and after Hema finishes, the next person will follow."

So everyone retreated one after another, and the little wizards also looked at the silent Hema, and couldn't help but start to look forward to it.

After all, this little wizard who is as powerful as an adult wizard, the warrior who leads the students to defeat the basilisk, what is there to be afraid of?

"Student Aibo, what are you afraid of?" Lupine looked at the calm Hema. In fact, this was the reason why he chose Hema in the first place.

Because even as a teacher, he was very curious about what Hema was afraid of?

"This? I really can't think of it..."

"Then you can look forward to it yourself. I will start when I count to three." Professor Lupine said, pointing his wand at the closet next to him, "One, two, three, start!"

A spark shot from the end of the Professor's wand, and the spark struck the handle of the wardrobe door, which slammed open!

A dragon head as tall as a person protruded from it, revealing armor-like silver scales, and the blue light and snowflakes sprayed out between the sharp teeth!

All the little wizards, including Hema himself, were stunned for a moment, and the next second, they shouted in unison, "So handsome!"

"This dragon... is so handsome...?" Lupine was also stunned, but then he immediately said to Hema, "Quickly spell."

"But I'm not afraid at all." Hema walked towards the dragon's head indifferently. The next second, the dragon disappeared instantly, and a figure slowly appeared there.

"Damn it!" Hema finally opened her eyes wide this time, and the others also showed incredulous expressions.

Because the person who appeared was none other than Hema wearing a black robe and holding a black wand.

It's just that compared to the current Hema, Boggart has become a white-haired and red-eyed Hema, and he seems to be a few years older than the current Hema, and looks even more handsome.

But there are several tombstones under the feet, and several names emerge on them, Astoria, Mrs. Abbott, Hannah and so on.

But obviously Hema also understood the meaning of Boggart's change for a long time at this time. What he feared was the dragon's out-of-control self, which came from the instinctive fear of his body.

And the other thing I fear is the departure of the loved ones around me? Especially Astoria, knowing the end of her short life, can he still be unable to save her...?

After thinking for two seconds, before everyone could see the words on the tombstone, he flicked his wrist and let out a low growl, "Funny, funny!"