In stark contrast to the popular Defense Against Black Magic, the Potions class was simply terrible.
Snape had been in a particularly bad mood these days, and everyone was well aware of the reason.
The news that Boggart had turned into Snape's appearance and that Neville had dressed him in his grandmother's clothes spread like wildfire throughout the school.
Professor Snape did not seem to find this matter amusing at all.
From then on, whenever he heard someone mention Professor Lupin's name, he would glare at that person fiercely.
In Ravenclaw, there were only two young wizards who could avoid being scolded. One was Allen, and the other was Michael Malone. Kona.
Michael was very talented in potions.
After the incident of protecting Luna and fighting against the Malfoy, Michael quickly became friends with Allen.
Allen felt that although this guy was a little exaggerated and liked to blow his own trumpet, he had black hair, valued friendship, and was brave. He was a suitable person to be friends with.
Ravenclaw's training could finally begin.
Under the influence of Allen's house-elf, Maggie, all the house-elves in the Hogwarts paid attention to the Boggart.
A house-elf found a Boggart in an old attic cabinet.
Boggart transformed into Dumbledore and handed it a piece of clothing.
"Fanta is terrified!" Maggie handed Boggart over to Allen and said, "But it wanted to complete the task, so it brought Boggart, who had turned into Professor Dumbledore, back."
Allen couldn't imagine such a scene!
"Maggie, you've done well. Thank you for your hard work!" Allen held back his laughter.
He never doubted the house-elves' ability to carry out tasks. They would do everything they could to complete their master's orders.
Under the guidance of Maggie, Allen went to the kitchen to thank the elves.
When Allen distributed the pastries prepared by Mrs. Harris to the elves, the elves excitedly said that the little wizards of Ravenclaw could get enough pastries and drinks for supper after the training.
Everything was ready. After discussing with Penello, Allen issued a notice for the evening training.
During dinner, the young wizards of Ravenclaw excitedly talked about the training that night. Everyone was looking forward to it.
At 8 pm, almost all of the Ravenclaw students had gathered in the magic classroom.
The magic classroom was set up as a training ground. At the back of the classroom was an old wooden cupboard.
Boggart, who was inside, heard the noise outside and knocked against the cabinet, causing it to make loud banging sounds.
Penello gracefully walked up to the podium. "Hello, everyone. I'm Penello. I'm glad to see the Ravenclaw students gathered together. We all know that the Soul Dementors are now stationed around the school. None of us can guarantee when they will rush into the school and cause us harm. "
Penello paused for a moment and continued, "Therefore, after obtaining the agreement of Professor Dumbledore and Professor Fleevy, we have decided to have a training session every Sunday night to learn the Guardian Spell."
The audience applauded loudly.
Allen saw that even Luna was clapping enthusiastically. She was obviously very interested.
Penello pressed his hands down and the auditorium was silent.
"Allen? Harris. He successfully defended against hundreds of Soul Dementors on the Hogwarts Express. He will be our trainer. Do you agree? "
"Allen is the trainer," Edward immediately said. He looked at Penello as if he had gone crazy.
"Yes, but I think we should officially elect him," Penello said calmly. "That way, we can officially delegate to him. So, who thinks Allen should be our trainer? "
Everyone raised their hands. Even the seventh grade Ravenclaw students were no exception.
"Thank you for your trust in me." Allen bowed politely.
His unhurried demeanor won even more enthusiastic applause from the young wizards.
When the applause stopped, Penello said seriously, "I will be Allen's assistant. I will be responsible for some communications, check-ins, and organizational work. If you can't come because of special circumstances, you must ask for leave from me. If you don't come three times, you will be considered to have given up. "
Penello's expression was extremely serious. He had an imposing manner without being angry.
"Due to the limited space and the fact that we only have one Boggart, every student needs to cherish their opportunity to practice. Also, we will not accept registrations from other academies. "
Allen's heart skipped a beat. He felt Penello's gaze on him.
"Let them be envious!"
"We have Allen!"
Amidst the murmurs of praise and laughter, Penello handed the podium to Allen.
"Thank you, Penello," Allen said after she sat down. "Before we practice, I think we need to have some understanding of Soul Dementors and the Guardian Charm."
"Can anyone introduce Soul Dementors to everyone?" Allen looked down at the students below the podium, feeling like he had a public class in his previous world.
Luna was the first to raise her hand.
Allen nodded in Luna's direction.
"Wherever Soul Dementors pass by, happiness will be sucked away, reminding you of the most terrifying things. Also, the 'mouth' under his hood will suck away people's souls. They guard Azkaban. Only the Guardian Charm can expel them. "
Luna said a long paragraph like she was singing a poem.
Those who knew her looked at her in surprise. It turned out that the crazy girl could say so much.
"Very well said. Thank you, Luna." Allen smiled and nodded at Luna.
Penello suddenly stood up and added, "Actually, Soul Dementors have no facial features. There is a hole where they should have a mouth that can suck away people's happy memories. They can only absorb people's happiness through their sense of smell. The deadliest weapon of Soul Dementors is called 'Soul Dementor's Kiss,' which is equivalent to killing. "
Penello's passionate voice suddenly lowered.
"As long as your brain and heart are still working, you can live even without a soul. But you no longer have self-awareness, no memories, no … anything, and there is no hope of recovery. You are just alive. It was an empty shell. Your soul has been lost … never to return. "
The Ravenclaw students listened very carefully. They were even more aware of the need to learn the Guardian Charm.
"Thank you, Penello. You made it very clear." Allen smiled.
Following that, handouts flew from the podium into the hands of the young Magi one by one.
It was the first time that the young wizards of other grades saw Allen handing out handouts like this. They were very surprised.
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