"No but if I have to spend one more second in this dreadful place." I shrugged the blanket off of my legs and swung them to the side. "I'm going to go mad."
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"Intriguing isn't it?" Professor Lupin spoke as the wardrobe in front of us began to shake.
Next to me Hermione kept her head down, looking away from the wardrobe. I hadn't seen her come in.
"Would anyone like to venture a guess as too what is inside?" Professor Lupin started to walk to the side and eying us all.
Dean Thomas nodded his head and took a slight step forward. "That's a boggart that is."
"Very good Mr. Thomas." Professor Lupin looked over at him and gave him a reassuring smile.
I flinched when the wardrobe started moving again, making loud sounds.. The boggart wanted to get out.
"Now can anyone tell me what a boggart looks like?" He asked the class, putting his hands in his pocket and eying us all again.
"No one knows." Hermione spoke from next to me.
"When did she get here?" Ron whispered to Harry who only shrugged.
"Boggarts are shapeshifters. They take the shape of whatever a person fears the most. That's what makes them so.." Hermione ignored Ron and continued answering the question.
"So terrifying, yes, yes, yes..." Professor Lupin finished her sentence and walked over to the wardrobe.
The wardrobe had a mirror on it and I spotted Draco whispering to Goyle. He wasn't paying attention to the lesson at all.
"Luckily a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart." Professor Lupin started, being rudely interrupted by the banging from the wardrobe.
Pansy rolled her eyes from next to me, uninterested in what was going on. Bloody hell this girl needed to take a shower.
"Let's practice is now. Without wands please." Professor Lupin put his wand in his pocket for emphasis then gestured to us.
"After me." He held up his hands and said, "Riddikulus!"
"Riddikulus." We repeated as the wardrobe banged around again.
I tensed slightly. I wasn't aware of what my biggest fear was and I didn't want the class to know before I did.
"Very good." Professor Lupin replied, unenthusiastically. "A little louder and very clear. Listen: Riddikulus."
His accent hung on the kulus part and it was very noticeable.
We repeated it again, clearer this time.
"This class is ridiculous." Draco huffed in the corner leaning against a pillar near the back.
Next to him Crabbe nodded.
"Very good, Mr. Malfoy." Professor remarked to Draco, seeing it as a joke. "Now so much for the easy part. You see. The incantation is not enough."
I smoothed my hair down after noticing it had began to stick up in weird places. I needed a haircut.
"What really finished a boggart is laughter." He finished, taking a step backwards.
I raised my hand and he nodded to me.
"I read about this. You need it to force it to assume a shape you truly find amusing." I said, hoping I had remembered correctly.
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Teen FictionMeleden (Eden) Venus has recently found out that she is related to Harry Potter. How will that shape her future at Hogwarts, especially when she's been placed in the Slytherin house.