The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

After getting up early and having breakfast with Hermione, Loren did not stay in the hall like other students to wait for the second teaching class. They had agreed with Professor McGonagall last week.

Hermione went upstairs to find Professor Bubbage to revise the article for publication, while Loren wandered to the eighth floor and watched Silly Barnabas teach the troll to dance ballet for a few minutes. He walked back and forth three times on the wall opposite the tapestry, thinking about a room similar to the potion classroom. After waiting for the smooth wooden door to appear on the wall, he pushed the door and walked into the Room of Requirement.

The chandelier hung on the ceiling, and the burning candles illuminated the entire room. In the center of the classroom was a neatly arranged operating table. Various specimens were placed on the display shelves on the surrounding walls. There were several old lockers in front and behind, and some common potion materials were placed in the lockers.

Loren ignored those materials. He came here today not to brew any potions, but to do an interesting experiment.

Going straight to the operating table that the professor usually used, Loren touched the pendant with his finger and took out two things, one was a wooden box covered with black cloth, and the other was a black stone with a smooth surface.

As if sensing the changes in the external space, the box covered with black cloth swayed slightly on the table, and a dull and clear knocking sound came from the inside, as if the fingers with distinct joints knocked on the wooden door, with a faint sense of gloom and ominousness.

If Loren didn't know that there was a Boggart in the box, he would probably think that some kind of living thing was hiding in it.

A few years ago, Loren commissioned Professor Lupin to buy a batch of Boggarts for research, and made some progress in brain occlusion, Legilimency, false memory spells and emotional control. Loren can even use the extracted memory and emotions to manipulate Boggarts, so this batch of Boggarts are used as teaching aids for teaching the Patronus Charm...

There was no breakthrough in subsequent research, and the project was abandoned after stagnating, and the Boggarts have been kept in the box.

The black stone is the Soul Stone. When the third grade students were returning to school on the Hogwarts Express, a patrolling Dementor broke into the carriage and was swallowed by Loren's Patronus, turning into the Soul Stone. This is the second one. The first one was melted into Mary's mirror. It was originally just a small stone, but it became a little bigger after absorbing Wormtail's soul.

"Dementors are empty ghosts without bodies, and Boggarts are empty shells without souls, which means..."

Loren's eyes flashed with a strange glimmer. As he pulled off the black cloth outside the wooden box, the Boggart in the box became more and more restless, and the gray and dim magic seeped out through the box, like a tentacle exploring fear everywhere.

But the superb brain occlusion technique made it gain nothing.

Loren unlocked the metal latch on the box, held the handle and pushed upward slightly, trying to open the lid, but the Boggart, who was unaware of the fear, had no intention of showing up. The box that was still vibrating just now was now tightly closed, and the Boggart inside seemed to be ashamed to see people.

"..."

Loren was a little helpless, and quickly adjusted the strictly guarded brain occlusion technique, weaving a memory of fear of slugs in his mind, and actively contacted the magic gray mist that was escaping everywhere.

With a click, the tightly closed box opened, and a lazy insect huddled in the box.

Slugs, scientifically known as slugs, belong to the class Gastropoda, the order Stylophora, and the family Slugidae. Thanks to the comprehensive and detailed image data in Loren's mind, this slug is jade white all over, without sticky and disgusting mucus, and there is no unpleasant smell. The two tentacles swinging slowly are even a bit cute.

The slug Boggart, who sensed the fear, raised his head slightly, and his two tentacles looked directly at the behemoth outside the box, crawling towards him slowly and firmly.

Facing the slug's pursuit, Loren appeared to be calm, but his fear grew stronger as Boggart's magic fog probed him. The Boggart, who received the feedback, seemed to be encouraged and accelerated his pursuit.

Loren picked up the black stone on the table and rubbed it with his fingers. It felt cold and icy. The weak but ominous magic began to become active, trying to absorb some fresh emotions.

Loren did not intervene with the Patronus spell. He placed the black stone in front of the slug transformed by Boggart and watched the slug's movements with expectation.

"..."

The slug's tentacles first touched the stone, and the two tentacles immediately retracted. The brain of the low-level creature could not recognize what it was. The biological instinct made it hesitate for a while, slowly deflected, crawled around the Soul Stone, and then continued to chase the behemoth outside the box.

Loren thought for a while, reached out and placed the stone in front of Boggart again.

The slug seemed to have experience. This time, it didn't even touch the stone and turned its direction.

"I don't believe it."

This time, Loren directly picked up the stone to touch and provoke the slug. The stimulated slug curled up and secreted mucus from its body, leaving a wet mark on the Soul Stone.

After several unwilling flips, Loren finally accepted the reality and confirmed that there was no strange reaction when the two things came into contact. They were irrelevant, just like Boggart and Dementors had no fate.

"Yes, if it was so easy to make a wonderful change, the people who created Dementors and Boggarts should not have thought of it... There are so many creative black wizards in history. I should not be the first one to combine Dementors with Boggarts..."

Loren muttered to himself, sat down on the chair, and took out the Soul Stone in the box with disappointment and wiped it.

The slug was still chasing and killing it relentlessly. According to its current speed, it would probably be able to succeed in a few hundred years.

Looking at the round clock hanging on the wall, the Apparition class should have ended, and Hermione should have finished discussing the paper with Professor Bubbaji. Loren sighed and prepared to pack his things and leave, shaking the spirit in his hand. Shi, then looked at the Boggart-transformed slug in the box, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

He picked up the slugs with the black stone, threw it into the box, closed the wooden lid, and fastened the metal latch...

Putting the black cloth that blocked the Boggart's perception back on the box, Loren cleared away the memories of those fearful slugs and restored the full operation of Occlumency. He didn't know what the meaning of his actions was, and there was no rationale for it. Theoretically supported, I just wanted to try it on a whim, so I did it naturally.

After waiting for a moment, Loren pulled off the black cloth again, opened the metal latch, held the handle and lifted it up, trying to open the box.

Not feeling any fear, the Boggart would have sealed the box and refused to show up, but something unexpected and yet to be expected was——

The box was opened.

There was a stone lying quietly inside.

The whole body is still dark, and the surface is smooth but not reflective. There are just a few messy scratches on the surface of the stone, like children's graffiti, which crudely and clearly reveal the image of the pattern:

It was a whale with its side fins extended.