Harry sat on the ground panting heavily, and Lupine walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and handed him a bar of chocolate.

"Eat it and you'll feel better."

Harry obediently swallowed the chocolate.

"We're lucky, just as I hoped." Lupine looked as happy as picking up a hundred Galleons, "I was a little worried at first that the Boggart would turn into Voldemort after seeing you, but I prefer to believe my other conjecture."

Harry was a little surprised, because Lupine actually said Voldemort's name openly. Before that, only Professor Dumbledore and Sirius dared to do this... Oh, it seems that Yordle dared to call him by his first name.

"I thought so at first, but then I couldn't help but think of those dementors when I stood in front of the box." Harry said frankly that everyone was almost able to face Voldemort's true face.

"So my guess is correct, what you fear most is fear itself, same as your father, Harry..." Lupine smiled slightly, "Your performance just now was very good, very good, let's continue ?”

Tom and Hermione watched Lupine open the box again and again, and watched Harry collapse on the ground again and again. However, Harry's progress was also visible to the naked eye. From the moment he was instantly killed almost face-to-face, to being able to persist for a few seconds later, he lasted longer and longer in front of the dementor.

The last time, the white mist from the tip of Harry's staff even pushed the dementor turned into a Boggart back two steps.

call...call...

Harry sat on the ground with tears streaming from his eyes, mixed with sweat, running all over his face. Just now, the voice of his father before his death appeared in his mind.

After he shared what he heard with Lupine, Lupine's expression became a little strange.

"Listen, Harry, I think this is the end of the night...at least the study of the Patronus Charm is here first."

"Let me try again!" Harry begged.

Lupine pondered for a moment, then nodded as if he had made a decision against his will, "You should prepare first..."

Harry began to search for particularly pleasant memories. At first, he recalled the feeling of flying into the sky for the first time, and later, the moment he left the Dursleys' house and went to Hogwarts to go to school-this memory is very pleasant, but still Almost mean. Now, he thought of Sirius, of the Christmas he had spent with Sirius, of 12 Grimmauld Place...it was dirty, but it could be called home.

If the memory of being with Sirius wasn't a pleasant memory, he didn't know what was. Harry concentrated, trying to remember what it felt like to be on Sirius' motorcycle.

Soon, he felt okay. He stood in front of the box again.

"let's start!"

Professor Lupine lifted the lid of the box again, and the dementor emerged from it again, the classroom became cold and the light dimmed—

In Harry's mind, screams reappeared, men and women and grim laughter—

"Guardian!" Harry roared. At this moment, the voice in Harry's mind became strange, like listening to a radio station with a bad signal. The voice became blurred and harsh. murmur. A huge silver shadow emerged from the tip of Harry's staff and slammed into the Dementor hard, knocking it staggering.

All of a sudden, the surrounding cold and darkness receded, and the dementor transformed into a Boggart lost its power, and it no longer felt oppressive when it first appeared.

"Funny funny!" Lupine rushed over and locked the dementor in the box. Harry slumped down on the chair next to him, panting heavily. At this moment, he felt that he was exhausted, and the phantom that emerged from the tip of the staff just now seemed to have emptied his internal organs.

"Excellent, Harry!" Lupine gleefully pulled out a large bar of chocolate.

"Don't even think about it," Harry opened his mouth to say something, but Lupine immediately refused like a roundworm in his stomach, "It's enough to practice here tonight, and we can learn something else next... yordle, Granger, come, come! You've been waiting too—"

Calling Tom and Hermione over, he cleared a clearing with his wand.

"Harry, before starting the teaching of other spells, I hope you can see what it's like to fight against top wizards among your peers. It's time to start, Yordle."

Hearing Professor Lupine's praise, Hermione bowed her head in embarrassment.

When Hermione raised her head shyly, Tom found the gap and pulled out his wand suddenly: "Expelliarmus!"

Dueling etiquette? Does not exist, as for the sneak attack? No, didn't you hear what Professor Lupine said: [It's time to start, Yoddle]

Dazzling red light caught Hermione's eyes, and a small transparent shield suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking Tom's spell.

The transparent shield shattered in the air, and Tom's spell dissipated with it.

Tom: ...

What the hell! He forgot that he made a lot of defensive accessories for Hermione, just to prevent this little girl from being attacked by bad guys one day...

But who would have thought that today I fell on it!

A look of astonishment appeared on Hermione's face, as if she hadn't reacted. The next moment she realized what had just happened, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes: Some people should fix it!

"Thousands of bullets!" A group of birds emerged from the tip of Hermione's wand and shot at Tom in one go. Tom rolled on the spot, and the birds shot out.

In the next second ~lightnovelpub.net~ a red light flew towards his face.

The real battle is not a turn-based game, you have to go back and forth. After Hermione used "Thousand Bullets", a disarming spell followed immediately, leaving no room for Tom to fight back.

"Fire protection!" Tom rolled several times in a row and found a chance to fight back after avoiding Hermione's spells. He first conjured up a blue flame barrier between himself and Hermione, blocking He cast the spell that Hermione cast, and then he cast an Iron Armor spell on himself.

"Hermione, admit defeat, all spells are ineffective in front of the flame barrier." After Tom put on the "shield" for himself, his confidence increased greatly.

"Not even a bell," said Hermione disdainfully, "Be serious!"

She took two steps, swung her wand sharply, and the birds that hit the ground just now flew towards Tom. But as soon as they touched the fire wall, they turned into fireballs one by one, and fell to the ground.

"I said it, it's useless—" Tom wanted to say something, but a strong wind came, and then he felt something hit him, sending him flying.