After that Snape tried other spells, potions-

But there was no response to Tierra.

If Tiera hadn't been dumped into the air, he would have deducted a two-bedroom and one-bedroom apartment for Snape by now.

An awkward and silent atmosphere lingers between the two.

"Haha..." After trying all the methods, Snape had no choice but to put Tiera down, and then said with a stiff face, "Tiella, you are so disappointing to me that you are so inattentive. The sneak attack was successful, and if you were in danger, you would be a corpse by now."

"Five points from Gryffindor!" Snape said with a cold face, "Now get out of here, you are not worthy of being taught by me!"

"I said, Professor Snape..." Tiera said with a teasing, "No, no, no, no, you wouldn't take me for Sirius, would you?"

A rare flush of red appeared on Professor Snape's face—

Then Tiera laughed and ran away before Snape could make another move.

Since then, Snape has had little contact with Tiera—

Snape seemed to be avoiding contact with Tiera, whether in class or at Hogwarts on a daily basis.

Apparently, Snape now recalled the Oolong incident that day as soon as he saw Tiera.

This is exactly what Tiera wants. Tiera needs to offend all the professors and teachers she is familiar with, so that when Tiera pulls away to find the dreamland, no one will find out that they are staying at Hogwarts. Tierra of Z is a fake—

Tiera originally devised a series of ingenious plans and misunderstandings to achieve this goal, but now that he has accidentally awakened his prophetic talent and obtained the limited edition skin of Grindelwald, Tiera, who is backed by Dumbledore, does not have to Step by step like this, just follow Snape's stab in the heart.

It's even easier to offend other professors than Snape--

Tiera just needs to join the Weasley twins' big brother group and start messing around--

All the professors would shun Tiera.

In addition, Malfoy also began to avoid Tiera and left——

Not only Malfoy, but also Crabbe and Gore's two fat followers.

But obviously, Malfoy wasn't the kind of coward who gave up easily—

As a result, Tiera began to hear rumors spreading about him behind his back.

Especially the rumors comparing him to the first-generation Dark Lord.

At the same time Malfoy pretended to be miserable, as if Tiera had killed his whole family—

Every time she saw Malfoy's face, Tiera thought, maybe it would be good to kill his whole family.

Malfoy's superb acting skills, coupled with Tierra's refusal to give predictions, made those who came to him fall off a cliff - which was what Tiera wanted.

Soon, Tiera's third-year Hogwarts life has begun for a month, and except for Hermione, who is increasingly busy, irritable and elusive, it is almost the same as second-year life——

It's just that the lack of Tom Riddle, who is intriguing with him, makes Tiera somewhat bored.

Alas... the fifth month of Tom Riddle being pitted by me, I miss him.

A month later, Tiera ushered in the second practice class of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class——

In the first practical class, Professor Lupin took them to the corridors of Hogwarts and taught them how to use "Wadi Wasi" to deal with Peeves.

In this practical class, Professor Lupin took them to the teachers' lounge.

"Come in, everyone," said Professor Lupin, opening the door and taking a step back.

The faculty lounge is a long, cluttered place full of old, unsuitable chairs, and there is only one teacher there. Professor Snape was sitting in a low armchair, looking around as the class entered.

Snape's eyes lit up, and there was a sneering smile on his lips, but when he saw Tiera, the smile on his face froze visibly, and then he jumped quickly.

When Professor Lupin came in and was about to close the door behind him, Snape suddenly stood up and said, "Don't close it, Lupin. I'd better not look at it."

He stood up, walked quickly in front of the whole class, the black robe fluttered behind him, came into the corridor, and then gradually moved away.

"Now, come here, come here," Professor Lupin said after Snape went out, beckoning the class to the end of the lounge.

There was nothing there but an old wardrobe where the teachers kept their extra robes. Professor Lupin walked over to the closet and stood still, and the closet suddenly shook, banging against the wall.

"Don't worry," Professor Lupin said calmly, because at this moment several students jumped back in fright. "There's a Boggart inside."

"Boggart likes dark, enclosed spaces," continued Professor Lupin. "Wardrobes, gaps under beds, cupboards under the sink, and once I came across an old clock hidden in one of my grandparents. This one is Moved in yesterday afternoon, and I asked the principal to ask the faculty if they could leave it alone and give my third graders some practice."

"So, the first question we have to ask ourselves is, what is a Boggart?"

Hermione raised her hand excitedly.

"It's a shape-shifting thing," said Hermione. "It can take on whatever image it thinks will frighten us the most."

"I couldn't have said it better myself," said Professor Lupin, and Hermione was smug, "so the Boggart sitting in the dark in the closet hasn't taken on any form. It doesn't know yet. Something that scares people out the door. No one knows what Bogut looks like when he's alone, but when I let it out, it's going to be the thing each of us fears the most."

"The spell to scare off Boggart is simple, but it takes willpower. You know, what really scare Boggart off is laughter. All you have to do is force it into what you think is ridiculous," Lupin said. .

"Let's say the spell without a wand first. Tell me -- hilarious!"

"Funny!" said the whole class in unison.

"This class was hilarious," Draco Malfoy, covered in bandages, said to his two bandaged valet.

"Okay," said Professor Lupin. "Very well, but I'm afraid that's just the easy part. You know, the spell alone isn't enough. It's up to you now, Neville!"

The wardrobe shook again, but not as much as Neville. Neville walked forward as if he were going to the gallows.

"Okay, Neville," said Professor Lupin. "First thing: what do you fear most in the world?"

Nacheng's lips moved, but no sound came out.

"I didn't hear it, I'm sorry, Nacheng." Professor Lupin said happily.

Nacheng looked around eagerly, as if begging someone to help him, and whispered, "Professor Snape."

Almost everyone laughed. Even Neville himself grinned apologetically. However, Professor Lupin seemed to be thinking deeply.

"Professor Snape...well...Neville, I think you live with your grandmother?"

"Oh, yes, yes," said Neville nervously. "I don't want Boggart to be her, though."

"No, no, you didn't understand me," said Professor Lupin, smiling now. "I don't know, can you tell us what your grandmother usually wears?"

Neville seemed taken aback, but he said, "Uh . . . always wearing the same hat, the tall one with an old vulture on top. And a long women's dress, Green, usually...sometimes with a fox fur scarf."

"And handbags?" Professor Lupin encouraged him to go on.

"A big red handbag," said Neville.

"Okay~lightnovelpub.net~Professor Lupin said,"Can you describe these clothes in detail, Neville? Can you see these clothes in your head?"

"Yes," Neville replied blankly, apparently not knowing what was going to happen next.

"When Boggart rushes out of the closet, Neville, and when it sees you, it'll take on Professor Snape's face," Lupin said. Take it, and yell 'funny' - and try to concentrate, thinking about your grandmother's clothes. If all goes well, Professor Boggart Snape will be forced to turn into a taxidermy hats, green clothes, and red handbags."

The whole class laughed. The wardrobe shook even more.

"If Neville succeeds, this Boggart will probably turn his attention to each of you in turn," said Professor Lupin. "Now, I want each of you to take a moment to think about you. What's the most scary thing, and imagine how you can force it to look ridiculous..."

After speaking, Professor Lupin stepped aside and turned on the gramophone in the teachers' lounge.

Then he waved his wand at the closet.