The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

The next day, Lockhart's summons finally came to the two of them. After his pretentious lesson, a total of 20 academy points were deducted from the two of them.

And Professor McGonagall was still watching. Lockhart said that Professor McGonagall was communicating with him about the Transfiguration Book.

If it weren't for Professor McGonagall, Lind might still have skipped classes, and the worst he could do would be to have his points deducted. But when Professor McGonagall started to interfere in the matter, Lind gave up this idea.

As a manager, McGonagall would not allow Linde's ideas to continue to grow in the school.

Feeling helpless in wasting time, Lind took several Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, and eventually his helplessness turned into despair.

Lockhart really has no level at all. Not even as good as Quirrell. But he also liked to show off his authority and did not allow Linde to read other books in his class.

But fortunately Professor Snape was going to teach him something new. Due to course adjustment issues, his Occlumency class was moved to Sunday night...

Snape took small steps back and forth in front of the table and looked at Lind with a proud smile on his face. "Because I said before that I will not invade your brain, so in order to assist you in completing the Occlumency, I Made some good stuff.”

After speaking, he took out a small box from under the table and placed it on the table. The box shook violently, as if something was struggling to get out.

Snape whispered. "A boggart, I don't really want you to ask what it is!"

"I know, Professor!" Linde nodded.

A boggart is a magical creature that has no concrete form. It likes dark, enclosed spaces and will hide itself in them when no one is around.

It doesn't take on whatever image it thinks will scare us most until we pass by.

Kind of like Schrödinger's cat. Before you open the box, it is a creature without a specific form.

Scary - that's what it's about.

But just saying that is a bit lacking, and the simple word "most afraid" seems to be insufficient to describe it.

It should be said that a creature like the Boggart will completely reveal a person's deepest and most unacceptable fears.

And this thing is more difficult for older people.

If not for the hilariously hilarious counter-curse. We put a child and an adult in front of a boggart. The first to collapse must be the adults.

Such as Hermione and Snape.

It seems to be described in the original book that when Hermione faced the Boggart, she saw Professor McGonagall saying that she had failed every subject.

Oh, how scary it is! After all, this is what a child fears most.

If it were Snape, what would he see?

Will he see Lily's body? Or the same self that spits out mudblood? Who knows.

What you know is that this is worse than killing him.

What if it was Dumbledore? What will he see again.

Was it the death of sister Ariana? It was the same disappointed and lifeless look back at him when he sent Grindelwald to prison.

The older you get, the more things you have experienced. For adults, there are many things they fear that extend far beyond their own lives.

As for Lind, he was unwilling to face this creature. It would be embarrassing if Professor Dumbledore showed up. But he had no choice. He was thankful that Snape didn't look at his memory.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Lind, Snape opened the small box.

The silky black mist slowly floated out, then reunited and transformed into a young man.

Golden hair, thin body, wearing a black robe with gold silk. He stood opposite Linde, and Linde seemed to see himself looking in the mirror.

He opened his mouth slightly with a proud look on his face.

"I killed him!"

Linde's eyes were red, and he basically squeezed out the words from his throat, "You..."

The ground suddenly became wet, and several tentacles emerged from it like bayonets, overturning Snape's desk, and either whipped or stabbed the Boggart in front of Lind. Before Snape could react, he hurriedly pulled out his wand, but was hit hard by the overturned table.

The tentacles hit its body, blowing up a large amount of black mist. However, the Lind it transformed into was not affected at all and continued to say proudly, "I killed Mrs. Evelyn!"

"Shut your mouth!" Linde's eyes were red and he looked at it without emotion, feeling extremely calm inside. This kind of calmness is a manifestation of the entire nerves being stretched to the extreme.

Stretching out the alienated palm with fins and holding it forward, the Boggart seemed to be suppressed by invisible force. The whole body began to collapse, but it did not return to the dark corner. Instead, it gradually converges from the middle.

Linde had no idea what he was doing now, he was just acting according to his extreme instinct of anger. He waved, and the Boggart was solidified into a black bead.

The tentacles of his chin gently grabbed the bead and put it into his mouth, then suddenly bit it into pieces. Finally it was swallowed by him.

Gulu~

Snape stood aside blankly, and at this time, his facial features were shocked wildly.

The wall seemed to have turned into the skin of some kind of animal, and there were some biological structures like huge blood vessels in it, but what flowed in these tubes were ugly creatures of different shapes, swimming wildly in them, interacting with each other. Tear.

And not only that, there were dense numbers of eyes popping up on the walls, ceiling, etc., and they all looked at him in the room without emotion.

There were also tentacles twisting wildly on the ground. Linde, who was sitting and swallowing like a monster, stood in the tentacles.

He heard all kinds of harsh and unpleasant sounds in his ears, as if someone was brushing his cerebral cortex back and forth frantically with a steel brush.

A strong salty smell came from his nose.

These were just appearances. He could feel that these scenes were conveying an unknown energy from his ears, nose and mouth to him, trying to invade his brain.

Fortunately, he knew brain closure.

After swallowing, Linde glanced around and looked at these completely changed rooms.

Feeling the magic thread in the dark, Linde was like a fisherman who caught a fish, and took back the magic that had escaped. The wall slowly returned to normal, and the tentacles on the ground began to retract.

At the same time, Linde also slowly returned to normal.

"Sorry, professor. The teaching aids were ruined!" Linde said lightly. Then he added with a somewhat uncomfortable look, "I didn't expect it to turn out like this. It was beyond my expectations. Otherwise... I would have refused. Regardless of whether I could deal with Boggart's spell or not, I would have refused it."

"I didn't expect it either. It was originally just said to use it to give you a sense of oppression as if your brain was invaded. Let you feel the existence of the subconscious." Snape also looked grim.

"I'll tell you the basic spells first, and you practice them yourself first." Snape said lightly. In this state, it is impossible to continue teaching.

Linde nodded lightly, but the words that Boggart said just now still echoed in his mind.

"I was the one who killed Evelyn!"