Chapter 381
Malfoy and Boggart
Chapter 381 Malfoy and Boggart
With a "ding" sound, the countdown on the blackboard disappeared instantly, and the door of the classroom slammed shut.
The huge crash startled the students, and then they saw the curtains in the classroom begin to move. The students had to start dodging in all directions, and were soon separated.
There seemed to be a hushing spell cast on the curtain. As soon as the companions separated, the shouting became distant and the surroundings became very quiet.
Everyone seems to have become an island.
Some people hurriedly walked around the curtain, wanting to reunite with their friends, but there were only layers of curtains in front of them, which made people wonder - is the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom so big?
It was as if I had fallen into a different dimension.
Then, someone heard a rustling sound nearby, and a short shadow seemed to appear behind the curtain...
……
At this time, Wade had already seen the clues: "Is there a traceless stretching spell cast in the classroom?"
He was so familiar with the spell that he could recognize it through experience even without activating his other vision.
"Haha, I knew you could figure it out."
Professor Flitwick said happily, "I told Sera before that you are an expert in this area!"
"This is temporary." Professor Abigail said with a smile, "I am applying to Professor McGonagall for permission to transform the basilisk's chamber. Perhaps you can ask for a favor for me?"
"This has nothing to do with who is begging for mercy - there are many issues to consider when renovating the school's secret room. This is not included in the funds provided by the school's shareholders! And we also have to ensure the safety of students entering and leaving the secret room."
Professor McGonagall said sternly.
"So, aren't we conducting an experiment?"
Professor Abigail shrugged and said with a smile, "I also have to thank Wade. I didn't expect that he could make all the magical creature puppets I requested so quickly. Otherwise, I would have to let them see the Boggart first today."
"Why not?" Professor Flitwick suggested cheerfully. "It's fun to have both real and fake ones."
Abigail: “…It seems so!”
The two hit it off immediately and happily went to get the Boggart as well, and Professor McGonagall pretended not to notice.
Without saying a word, Wade silently released the puppets from the bag one by one, and at the same time gave them more detailed orders -
For example, a student can only have one monster attacking him, and he cannot be surrounded; he cannot attack certain key parts, he cannot be disabled, and he cannot urinate or spit on the student...
Professor McGonagall was listening nearby, a drop of cold sweat sliding down her forehead.
After the last puppet grew bigger, it held a wooden stick and went looking for a target with a sinister smile. Professor McGonagall thought about it and chose to ask her the question she couldn't accept the most:
"Ved, these puppets of yours...will really...show off in public...you know..."
Vader also sighed helplessly.
"When simulated, they have similar movements."
"But..." Professor McGonagall still found it incredible: "Whose thoughts did you inject into them?"
"Because I wanted to imitate magical creatures, I chose some real magical creatures this time - who knew there would be such a sequela."
Wei De said thankfully: "Fortunately these are not for sale, otherwise they would definitely not be sold."
——So we don’t need to consider students’ mental health?
Professor McGonagall wanted to ask this, but when she thought about how these puppets were made by Wade with great effort and donated to the school for free, she couldn't bring herself to be picky.
Forget it, so be it.
The attacks of magical creatures have no limits, so it's better to let the students see it in advance... so that when they are in real danger in the future, they will be so scared that they even throw away their wands just because their butts are touched...
Professor McGonagall persuaded herself in this way and finally put aside her worries about her students.
When Abigail and Professor Flitwick brought a large box using the levitation spell, Wade had already arranged the mother mirror of the flow mirror. There were more than a dozen mirrors floating in front of him, showing the scenes in various corners.
At Professor McGonagall's suggestion, one of the cameras followed Draco Malfoy all the time to prevent the Slytherin from causing any more accidents.
Wade selected some wonderful passages and reassembled them into a new video recording. Based on this, Professor McGonagall will apply to the Ministry of Magic and the Board of Directors for more funds to renovate the Chamber of Secrets. …
Draco Malfoy didn't notice the extra pair of eyes above his head.
He lifted the curtains in front of him, but he didn't see anyone else. Instead, he met a Grindylow and broke its claws before running out.
Draco was a little irritated, and there was a hint of fear in his heart.
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of them, looking a bit like Bryce.
Draco ran over excitedly, opened the curtain, and was stunned.
"Dad... Dad..." Draco stammered, "Why are you here?"
The tall figure in front of him was none other than Lucius Malfoy.
Lucius turned around and stared at Draco with cold eyes, as if he was an eyesore.
"dad?"
Draco asked quietly.
"Draco!" Lucius said angrily, "You have tarnished the family's reputation and are unworthy of being a Malfoy! Get out! I don't have a son like you!"
The man strode towards him, roaring, and suddenly looked like Professor Snape. Draco stepped back in panic, and suddenly turned around and ran.
——What's going on? Why did Dad say that? Am I not his son? Could it be that it's because of Crabbe's incident last time that...
Draco thought flustered.
——No matter what Dad says, Mom will definitely not agree. Yes, as long as I find Mom...
Draco didn't know where he ran to. He used his wand to conjure up a huge black snake, which wrapped around a red hat that suddenly jumped out. After turning the corner, a more familiar figure appeared in front of him.
Narcissa Malfoy lowered her head and wiped her tears, crying and saying:
"I'm sorry, Draco... Actually, you are not my and your father's child. We picked you up from a Muggle trash can... You are a mudblood..."
"We have finally found our real child. You...you should go back to your Muggle parents..."
"No, no way, I'm not! I'm not a Mudblood!"
Draco yelled in disbelief, unwilling to listen to his mother anymore, and turned and ran away.
Curtains, curtains, and curtains...
Just when Draco felt something was wrong, he saw the figure again.
This time, he saw Narcissa lying in a pool of blood, her face extremely pale, her gray eyes staring blankly at Draco.
Draco: "Aa ...
……
"Weider?" Professor McGonagall called out unhappily.
"It's not me, Professor." Wade said, "I don't know what's wrong with Malfoy. He always goes back to where the Boggart is."
"How did the curtain move..."
Professor McGonagall was halfway through her words when she noticed Professor Flitwick's ashamed expression.
"I'm sorry, that was me."
Professor Flitwick said apologetically, "I wanted him to go outside, but I don't know what happened. The more I tried to stop him, the more he came this way..."
Professor McGonagall: "..."
She glanced sympathetically at Draco Malfoy in her mirror and said, "Take the Boggart away... they haven't learned how to deal with such creatures yet."
(End of this chapter)