Chapter 654 Different Usages of Boggarts

Today, the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom no longer repeated the sound of vomiting like in the last two classes, whether it was retching or real vomiting, not once. Instead, it was the rustling sound of writing in a periodic cycle, and the low and loud shouts that were hard to guard against.

In fact, since Snape became the professor of defense, this classroom has basically never been really peaceful. And the little wizards who came out of it were often pale, out of breath, and looked like they were about to die.

"Sarah Hohenheim."

When another student with sweat on his forehead and erratic feet lifted the curtain and came out from the front, Snape announced the next name without a pause.

Until now, even though Snape forbade the students who went up to tell others what they saw, a few people still tried their best to describe it. But what made everyone feel helpless was that, apart from the need to open a box after going in, the contents revealed by those students were different.

Therefore, the little wizards had no choice but to give up—all in all, after entering the inside, they would inevitably face some terrible things, which must be true.

Sarah, who was called by her name, stood up calmly and walked forward with a peaceful face. Before raising the curtain, she even nodded slightly towards her classmates.

Among the freshmen in this class, Sarah can be said to be a very eye-catching one. She is usually quite calm and quiet, but occasionally she will show a sweet smile to others, instead of being cold and inaccessible. Although he is still young, he has gradually gained a lot of popularity among other senior students.

Seeing Sarah walking into sight, Snape standing behind the podium remained indifferent, he just waved his hand impatiently towards the open space on the right side of the podium, where there was a big big bag that could fit an adult box. At present, the lid of the box is firmly closed, but the box vibrates vaguely and disorderly, giving people the feeling that there is something alive inside.

After Sarah bowed politely towards the podium again, then turned and walked towards the big box, Snape looked at her back seemingly casually.

Of course, he knew about this girl's background—first of all, the surname Hohenheim is rare; secondly, there is a famous "Hohenheim" in the global magic world, that's that family, isn't it?

In addition, at the end of last semester, Maca took the siblings around the castle for several times, even if they were not formally introduced, Snape had already noticed.

And just this school year, the Hohenheim family lady, whose family lives in Switzerland and whose father works in Egypt, actually came to Hogwarts to study.

Snape would not believe it if Maca, who was out of France, was not involved in it.

So, what is it about this little girl that attracts Maca? Is it the alchemy family behind it, or the child himself... Snape was somewhat curious.

He was thinking casually on this side, while Sarah was already standing in front of the box on the other side. Seeing that she paused for a moment, she immediately stretched out her hands and opened the big box cover.

It was at that moment that a scene that surprised even Snape happened—in that box, a person stood up slowly! And this person actually looks exactly like Sarah.

When Sarah herself saw the "self" in front of her, most of the blood on her puffy face immediately lost most of its color, and when a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, she subconsciously took two steps back.

The reason why Snape was surprised was naturally not because there was a second Sarah in the box, but because he didn't want to understand the reason for this scene.

In fact, what he packed in this box was a Boggart. Lupine had brought it to the third grade class as a biology teaching aid, and the effect was quite good.

But at the time Snape felt that it was superficial to teach Lupine how to crack it just as a dark creature, and he would obviously do a better job than Lupine himself.

From the beginning of this lesson to now, Snape felt very good - he saw the students babbling and screaming in fright, and he also learned one by one what the students were afraid of.

This is undoubtedly a worthy start in his lesson preparation expectation.

However, regarding the fear in Sarah's heart at this moment, it was difficult for him to interpret. The previous students were either afraid of some disgusting and cruel things, or some weird things that didn't exist at all, and there was even a little girl who was afraid of ghouls because of two classes.

But this Miss Hohenheim in front of her...self-loathing Snape could understand, but what about self-fear?

Just when Snape frowned slightly, trying to guess, Sarah suddenly took a deep breath. In the next second, she suddenly raised her hand and pushed, pushing the "fake Sarah" who was about to approach her slowly into the box, and then closed the box heavily.

"Professor Snape, are you okay?"

After sorting out her slightly disordered breathing, she turned around slightly, and her face had regained the calmness just now.

"Ok."

Snape waved his hand, indicating that she could go back. After Sarah pushed back the curtain and walked out, he looked at the closed box again, and at the same time announced the name of the next student.

In the classroom, the students were still rustlingly copying passages from the textbooks, but the movement from behind the curtain was mixed with the annoyance brought about by copying, which invisibly expanded the excitement of those who were still waiting for roll call. The uneasiness in the hearts of students.

Before he knew it, there were only a few people left on Snape's list, and finally...

"Alexander Wolf."

In the self-seeking look given by his new friend, Alexander scratched his head, then walked straight towards the curtain, and quickly disappeared into the gap in the center of the curtain.

He knew what he had to do without Snape signaling. Because just ten minutes ago, his friend secretly wrote the whole process on paper and handed it to him. And judging from his progress in previewing the textbooks and the performance of those students just now, he has roughly guessed what he is about to face.

"Boggart..." Standing in front of the box, he thought to himself, "There should be nothing wrong, it's just..."

Even if you know what the dark creature hiding in the box is, it's not so easy once you actually deal with it—especially when they, first-year students who are new to magic, can't cast the spell smoothly Down.

What's more, as far as Boggart would choose to turn into something to frighten him, Alexander had somewhat anticipated it.

Sure enough, when the lid was opened, a mutilated corpse crawled out from inside. For a moment, Alexander seemed to really smell a scorching smell that made him sick... As the corpse climbed out of the box, dark red blood immediately spread around his feet, and he even saw the corpse at a glance The familiar ring on the finger.

This was his mother, the woman who had died tragically in the explosion not long ago.

The reality told Alexander that sometimes even if you know what you are about to see, you still cannot calmly deal with all the cruel things.

He clenched his teeth involuntarily, and his breathing gradually became heavy. He wanted to touch his mother, but he wanted to retreat instinctively, but in the end he just stayed in place stiffly.

"……Mother."

From his parched throat, he spit out this touching word lightly. And at the next moment, Alexander suddenly bent down, turned his head sideways, and vomited into the open space next to him.

Obviously, the "strong and optimistic Alexander" that Maca saw during the holiday was still fragile after all. But there is one thing Maca sees very accurately, this Alexander is a sensible child.

After witnessing his father's loss of soul with his own eyes, he put away the sadness in his heart, and smiled for his father like Luna back then-this is an extremely rare thought.

On the podium, Snape squinted his eyes, then raised his hand and waved his wand. The Boggart turned into a corpse was thrown back into the box along with the blood on the ground, and the box was firmly closed after a light "bang".

This time, he waited for a very rare moment, and then put on an impatient gesture, and tapped the tabletop of the podium with his knuckles.

"Have you puked enough? Go back to your seat when you puke enough—"

Alexander didn't pay attention to Snape's urging that didn't fit the word "kindness" at all, because right now his mind was still occupied by the scene just now! After hearing Snape's words, he wiped his mouth feebly, then walked back slowly with his stagnant legs.

Snape looked again at the puddle of vomit on the ground. After cleaning up the filth, he picked up the quill in the ink bottle and drew a circle next to Alexander's name on the list...

After Alexander, there were basically no abnormalities. Of course, the so-called "no abnormality" was for Snape. As for the other students, it must be as uncomfortable as it is.

"Hmph, yes...well done! Not bad!" Snape sneered after removing the veil, "I gave each of you a full three minutes to cover the box, and it turned out that a third of you It took less than five seconds for everyone—yes, it took five seconds to escape! You guys are really good!"

While talking, Snape, who just happened to walk to the side of the big box, lifted it lightly with his toes, and the Boggart in the box was agitated, causing the whole box to vibrate slightly.

"Starting today, you will have the opportunity to meet with it every week until you can handle it with ease, understand?"