Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty-Two Happy Snape

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Chapter 262 Happy Snape

The huge monster was immediately covered with frost, a ferocious and terrifying monster, like a clown locked in a box, unable to move.

There was another silver beam, and the huge monster exploded, bursting into wisps of light smoke, and then disappeared.

"How could it be a basilisk?" Professor Lupin said painfully.

He immediately thought of something, and he turned his eyes to the back.

The calm trio were waiting with their wands in hand, completely different from the rest of their classmates who were slumped on the ground.

He laughed at himself, "I still underestimate the ability of the students. Boggart found out from your heart the monster that everyone is afraid of. It doesn't need to scare other people stupidly one by one, it Just turn into a basilisk and scare everyone."

"But we've retreated too far," Harry explained awkwardly.

"Boggart has a keen sense, it can not only know what people are most afraid of, it can also detect the powerful presence of the crowd. A Boggart who has lived long enough and is smart enough can even know that everyone is afraid. s things."

Professor Lupin looked at the many fainted classmates, only to feel a headache.

His accident was nothing like Hagrid. Although the students were not injured, the shock was enough to delay their study for a few days. If anyone complained, he would be very troublesome.

The only good thing is that Defence Against the Dark Arts classes won't have a backup professor, and no one will fire him no matter what.

"Professor, let's take our classmates to the hospital," Hermione asked cautiously.

Harry and Ron, began to try, to wake up the collapsed classmates.

It's only the first week of school, and it's already the second major accident, and the unlucky ones are all the teachers they've had private contact with. It seems that the teachers who have a close relationship with them are prone to bad luck, which makes them very embarrassed.

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The accident in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class spread like wildfire. The happiest was Snape. He'd heard that Professor Lupin wanted Boggart to be him and wear Neville's grandmother's clothes.

Luckily for him, Lupin's conspiracy didn't work out, maybe he was too stupid, maybe because Neville was too stupid, but it was the two of them that got the bad luck.

Most of Gryffindor's third-year students were scared into the hospital by the basilisk, keeping Madam Pomfrey busy. Fortunately, they were just frightened, and they were far away, so they quickly recovered. It seems that no one is going to try to drive away the teacher like Malfoy, pretending to be injured.

Neville was in close contact, and Boggart turned into a basilisk. Fortunately, although he was timid, his nerves seemed to be very strong. He soon began to appear on campus again, like no one else.

Snape even had a little crush on Neville, he patted Neville on the shoulder in Potions class and said, "Longbottom, I have to say, as long as you appear in the enemy's camp, you are the most reassuring teammate. ."

Snape was in a good mood these few days, and even made things difficult for Neville less.

Not only for Neville, but Harry, Ron, Hermione, and their torture in Potions class also showed some relief.

They didn't know if the Ignore Curse was working, or if Snape was in a good mood recently, but anyway, as long as he wasn't making things difficult for him, life at school would always be that person happy and happy.

The shadow of the basilisk did not give everyone much fear, and they quickly remembered that the basilisk had been killed by George. But it was really seeing the basilisk, the basilisk that almost occupied the whole house, that made them feel even more incredible.

They were just standing in front of the fake basilisk, and they were so scared that they lost consciousness, and their students in the same grade were already able to kill the basilisk.

A kind of undercurrent of climbing and contests quietly surged in the academy, and in the fighting club at night, the training became more intense and hard.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class was not as pessimistic as Professor Lupin thought before,

He was not ostracized by his classmates.

For the next few classes, Professor Lupin dared not take out Boggart again. But the rest of the classes were just as lively and exciting, and entirely under Professor Lupin's control.

They studied the little monster, the Red Hat, an unpleasant little monster that would seek out places where blood was flowing, and they would lurk nearby.

In the guarded castle towers, in the deserted battlefield trenches, they wait to attack the lost, kill and loot the wounded.

They also studied the kabbah, a crawling aquatic creature that looks like a scaly monkey. With webbed hands, they are often used as water ghosts looking for the dead, lurking in ponds and strangling waders who intrude into their territory.

The only thing that gave Hermione a headache was that she had chosen a divination course, and she was very troubled, why couldn't she give up the course she chose. She is also very fortunate that she did not choose all the courses.

Every class taught by Trelawney is a torment. Harry and Ron have no intention of suffering with her at all. She can only go to this boring class alone.

Professor Trelawney explained the various oblique shapes and symbols, so that everyone could guess all kinds of random predictions.

She kept stressing that she couldn't teach the students anything. Only students with a vision can comprehend the power of these prophecies. Hermione only agreed with the first sentence.

"I shouldn't be foolish to think that as long as the courses offered by the school need to be learned. I'm so stupid, why should I learn how to predict the future from tea leaves." Hermione shook her head and complained feebly. .

Harry said in a relaxed tone, "It's very fortunate that we finally meet again. There is a course that even a scholar would hate."

He then pointed to Hermione's wand and said, "Don't think about those unhappy things, you see that your Patronus summoning has been affected."

"Call God Guard!"

Harry chanted the incantation briskly, and a cloud of silver smoke rose from the end of the wand, turning into a vague shadow.

He said easily, "Maybe it won't be long before I can summon the physical Patronus."

Seeing Harry's progress, Hermione's tone was a little weak, "Why can't I summon the physical Patronus after I practiced for so long."

The difficulty of the guardian angel's spell surprised her very much. She has always learned the spell very fast. She could immediately understand the teacher's explanation in class, and she only needed a few days at most for the more difficult spells. But this Patronus curse has really troubled her for a long time.

(To be continued.)

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