Chapter 868 Large Social Death Scene

"…Get out of the way, Harry."

Elena took out her wand and walked forward expressionlessly.

The air seemed to become thicker instantly, and Professor Luping's expression suddenly changed.

Before he could react, the "Elena" imagined by Harry suddenly let out a series of joyful laughter, grabbed the bleeding Quaffle in his right hand, pointed it straight ahead and raised it towards her. A silver-haired little witch holding a wand.

"wait--"

boom!

The next moment, a crimson beam suddenly lit up.

As if an earthquake had occurred, the Hogwarts staff room shook violently.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful shock wave spread in the room, and Lupine lost his balance for a moment. He staggered and tried to squint his eyes to look at the end of the lounge where the red light beam finally disappeared.

Just like a fire dragon landing on the lake, all the marble floors on both sides of the beam path turned up.

The old wooden cabinet used to store the robes has completely disappeared. The place where the wooden cabinet should have been was replaced by a huge, dilapidated and hideous stone cave. Through the hole, the tables and chairs in the auditorium behind can be vaguely seen.

With just one blow, the spell penetrated directly through the one-meter-thick stone wall of Hogwarts.

"Gulu——"

Lupine swallowed involuntarily.

With such monster-like destructive power, even Professor Dumbledore probably couldn't do better, right?

He finally understood why Harry's Boggart behaved like that. No matter who it was, anyone who witnessed it with his own eyes or experienced such a horrific attack would be hard-pressed not to feel fear in his heart - the thing called death. fear.

Dumbledore expected him to teach this kind of witch. Was he overestimating him? !

Of course, those are all things later.

What's even worse now is...

Compared to the tragic scene behind, "Elena" located in the path of the beam still stood unscathed.

The Boggart was stunned for a moment, seemingly confused.

Then, as if she smelled some delicious prey, her eyes swept back and forth on the faces of the trembling little wizards in the classroom, and finally fell on Elena, who was standing half a meter away from her.

There was another crackling sound, and where "Quidditch Elena" had stood was now Elena wearing wizard robes.

This is a very wonderful scene, as if there are two identical Elenas in the room; they raise their wands in unison, like mirror images, aiming at each other indifferently, and a heart-stopping red light shines on the tip of the wand. rise--

"How, how is it possible..." Lu Ping was stunned and murmured.

According to common sense, a Boggart should transform into the form that the object of its current attention is most afraid of.

But judging from Elena's current performance, she is not afraid of another "self" - not many people are afraid of themselves in the mirror, especially with the exact same expression and movements - this is the least likely thing to scare people. .

unless--

Lu Ping's eyes moved quickly, and dozens of pale little faces came into view.

Now this scene and appearance can effectively scare most people present at the same time.

"Wait, Elena, don't use the offensive spell - you're strengthening it!"

Lupine reacted quickly and shouted loudly.

And faster than his voice was another clear and rapid sound of chanting a mantra.

"Funny!" screamed Hermione.

There was a noise, and one of Elena suddenly stumbled.

An incongruous wooden step suddenly appeared on the marble floor. "Elena" stepped on the air and fell directly into the stair trap. Most of the small figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only an angry hair. swaying from side to side.

"Well done! Harry, step forward!"

Professor Lupin shouted in relief.

Harry came back to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward past Elena who was frozen in place.

Snapped!

The "yandere Elena" who was throwing the bloody Quaffle from before appeared again. She looked at Harry who was shaking with a joking look on her face. She pointed the Quaffle in her hand at the little boy's face and said menacingly. Approaching him——

"Funny!" Harry shouted.

"Elena" suddenly stepped on her right foot with her left foot, fell to the ground with her face forward, and fell to the ground like a loli.

Eh? !

etc! Something is wrong!

This is... a social death scene, right? !

Elena finally reacted and moved forward in a panic, preparing to save her majesty.

At this moment, she suddenly felt her steps sink, as if she had fallen into some kind of sticky quicksand - she quickly turned her head, just in time to see Dumbledore put down his right hand like a thief, showing a hint of embarrassment. A gentle smile.

"Malfoy!" shouted Professor Lupin.

Draco Malfoy reflexively took a step forward.

Snapped!

Elena appeared in the lounge again, her lake-blue eyes full of coldness and unfamiliarity. She looked indifferently at the boy with light blond hair in front of her, her right hand was holding Draco's throat, and in her left hand was An ice cream cone without a ball.

"Slippery, funny!" Draco said firmly, determined.

The next moment, large balls of ice cream suddenly began to pop out of the empty ice cream cone.

"Force Throat Elena" panicked and opened her hands, trying hard to hold the ever-increasing number of ice cream balls. Her hair, face, and clothes were covered with sticky ice cream, and she looked quite embarrassed. And cute.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Elena shouted hurriedly and rushed forward.

Snapped!

The embarrassed Elena disappeared.

For a second, everyone looked around confusedly to see where it was.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a somewhat old military green backpack appearing on the ground in front of Elena. There were several yellow-skinned mouse-like cartoon stickers on the front and back of the backpack. Other than that, there was nothing special about it.

"That's not common, isn't it. Albus..."

Grindelwald frowned and looked at the "former Defense Against the Dark Arts" professor next to him with some confusion.

"So do you understand what Elena is most afraid of in this world?"

"Then you have to see what's inside the bag..."

Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders and looked thoughtfully not far away.

"..."

Elena took a deep look at the backpack, stretched out her hand and pressed it gently.

Familiar touches and sounds, even if she didn't open it and take a closer look, she knew what was inside - the backpack was empty except for some unpacked bags with no food residue left.

In the hours before her death, she had already burned this deeply into the back of her mind.

"call……"

Elena raised her wand and tapped lightly on her backpack.

"Funny!"

Snapped!

The next moment, white mist began to pour out of the military green backpack.

In less than half a second, the thick white mist completely submerged Elena's figure.

…

Familiar ceiling.

The girl raised her head and glanced at the bright incandescent light.

On the bedside table to her right, the heart rate monitor was emitting rhythmic beeps.

The doctor's conversation seemed to come from outside the door.

"Fortunately, the search and rescue team arrived in time and found her. The patient is fine except for being a little weak... If nothing happens, she can be discharged and go home in two or three days at most -"

Search and rescue team?

That's right - isn't it -

Elena looked at her surroundings rather greedily.

Unexpectedly, the health team ward that she was most afraid of as a child turned out to be the funniest and most comical place for her.

only……

Elena glanced at the wand in her hand and the long silver hair hanging on her shoulders in her peripheral vision.

It wasn't a dream after all, the world had changed - she couldn't go back.

But... this seems to be okay...

She shook her head and chuckled with complicated emotions.

"ha!"

The fog lingering around Elena suddenly exploded.

This time, the Boggart did not continue to transform. It turned into countless small strands of smoke and disappeared.

"Awesome! That's it!"

Professor Lupine's voice rang out, and he clapped his hands happily.

"You see, strength can't destroy a boggart. But laughter, especially a heartfelt joy of defying fear, can scare it away or even drive it away. Well done, guys. Let me see... …Five points to Gryffindor for Miss Granger's excellent calm response - and five points to Miss Caslana."

"But I accidentally blew up the wall of the lounge..." Elena said carefully.

"This is a little compensation and reward for your... well, those amazing sacrifices in class today. I have to apologize to you and express my respect and gratitude for your subsequent acquiescence."

Lupine looked at Elena seriously and said, then clapped his hands easily.

"Very well, everyone is well, a great class. Homework, please read the chapter about Boggarts and write a brief summary... due before class next Thursday. No more." "

Eh?

acquiescence? ?

After Elena was stunned for a few seconds, she instantly recalled the old carrot who had done something to stop her during class.

She turned around suddenly, and she didn't know when the two old wizards who were sitting next to the staff lounge had sneaked away, leaving only an empty sofa - huh, I'll write down this grudge first. !

The entire class left the staff room chatting excitedly.

However, Elena was not happy.

In just one class, the majesty of the devil that she had worked so hard to create for more than a year was completely gone.

Not far away, Hermione, who was the first to subdue "Elena", became the center of attention among her classmates.

Draco was telling stories before the start of school openly, while Harry was teased by several boys about his fear of the Quaffle;

Hermione was helping Neville reprimand his uncle, while the other two girls were laughing wildly and falling to the ground;

There was also discussion.

Dean talked in awe about the hole created by Elena's curse...

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, Elena only thinks they are noisy.

Why?

Do kind little angels have to endure such pain?

Thanks to her perseverance, Professor Snape finally no longer had to worry about the controversy over cross-dressing, but the brightest moonlight in Hogwarts unexpectedly became the new substitute. This was really unfair.

Who would have thought that before the "Half-Blood Prince" died socially, the first victim would be her? !

Elena muttered in a low voice at the end with a face full of resentment, and unknowingly lost track of the large group of people returning to the classroom.

However, it’s not a big problem. It’s time for get out of class to end soon anyway.

On the other hand, Elena also wanted to be alone.

…

Elena walked down the deserted corridor.

Although she didn't know where she was, where she came from, and where she was going, the "person" who suddenly appeared in front of her and was equally worried could definitely help her answer the question - Gryffindor's resident ghost. Nearly Headless” Nick.

At this time, "Nearly Headless" Nick was looking out the window melancholy, muttering in a low voice.

"...If you don't meet their conditions...it's just half an inch short, if that..."

"Hey, hello, Nick!" Elena waved cheerfully.

"Hello, eh...hello?"

Nick, who was almost headless, was startled and looked around.

He wore a fashionable feathered hat on his long curly hair, and a knee-length tunic with a wheel-shaped ruff that almost covered his neck. The fact of being completely severed. He was like a wisp of smoke, and Elena could look through his body at the dark sky and pouring rain outside.

Half a second later, Nick lowered his head in realization.

"Why are you not with your friends? Are you worried? Miss Kaslana."

As Nick spoke, he folded a translucent letter and hid it in his tunic.

"Well, aren't you too?" Elena raised her eyebrows.

This Gryffindor resident ghost floats a little high and is not at all as cute as Peeves.

Moreover, that action of looking left and right just now...

It’s really infuriating!

Nick, who was immersed in his own world, did not notice the annoyance on Elena's face.

Or even if he saw it, he might think that Elena was thinking about herself. .

"Ah," Nearly Headless Nick waved his hand gracefully, "It's just a trivial matter... It's not that I really want to participate... I thought I could apply, so I just gave it a try, but it seems that I still don't meet the requirements. '."

His tone was nonchalant, but the deep pain on his face betrayed his true thoughts.

However, Elena was not in the mood to comfort Nick at this time.

As Mr. Lu Xun once said: When you have one happiness, share it and you will have two happinesses; when you have one sorrow, complete a successful gonghuo, and you may turn the sorrow into hapiness.

"Oh, it's such a small thing...just let it be, time will heal everything."

Elena raised her head and drank the cheap chicken soup for the soul quite sincerely.

Wasn't it because she didn't join the Headless Hunters? Compared to what she had just experienced, it was simply far behind.

How many people can complete a social death at the age of twelve? !

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Great!